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Sailor Princesses Adventures at Disney Land
"I said okay to going to Disney Land, but that did not mean we get trapped in something like this just to sneak in for free!" Hino Rei grounded out unhappily, her arms crossed over her over-exposed bosom and then moved down to her stomach area and then again they moved. She was trying to inconspicuously cover herself up to the best of her abilities but failing since there were so many different places to cover up all at once.
"I think it's pretty neat!" Aino Minako beamed. "I've always wanted to be a princess!" she sighed dreamily, doing a little whirl in her pink dress.
"You are one, you idiot," Rei snarled back, irritated by the vacant expression her friend wore. She was even more irritated by the fact that she got the least decent costume of the lot. "Makoto, talk some sense into that--"
Kino Makoto, however, could only beam back at Minako. "I feel so pretty!" she exclaimed, swishing her large, yellow skirt before putting her hands to her blushing cheeks.
Rei squinted at Makoto and then she turned her considerably murderous stare onto Minako again before going back to Makoto and the hands the two girls were clasping each other with. Fire could have been coming out of her ears, and Ami feared smoke may soon rise from Rei's head. "You're both idiots!" the dark-haired girl grounded out with so much force, despite the lowness of her voice, that Ami shrank back from her, unsettled by the black atmosphere that hovered over Rei like a storm cloud.
Minako and Makoto remained clueless to all this, though Ami could not fathom how anyone could miss the absolute ominous airs that surrounded their priestess companion. The blue-haired girl briefly wondered if the rumor she heard about curses could be cast by a shinto shrine maiden. Pure and chaste as the image was usually portrayed, Rei did not fit the bill at the moment.
"A-ah," Ami stammered, trying to add a suitable distraction. "It is a-a bit embarrassing," Ami confessed to her friends, though only Rei heard her while they watched the other two twirl about happily. Ami watched and felt decidedly more pity for her dark-haired friend (despite her apprehension at the other's current temper), and gratitude that it was not her stuck with that particular... outfit? Scrapes of clothes? They really should get out of it as quickly as possible (they've already broke numerous laws, like trespassing, and whatnot). She had tried to warn Minako earlier, but the blonde was quite happy in her dress and promptly ignored any attempts to change back to their normal clothes.
This was not really turning out to be any bonding time that the trip had earlier promised. Usagi would have come but she was detained that summer vacation and dragged to visit relatives. Their princess had tried to get out of her obligations for this trip, but in the end, Minako just couldn't pass up the opportunity to sneak and to dress up, of course.
"You look very sexy, Ami-chan!" Minako sing-songed, beaming at her much to Ami's chagrin. "Just go and strut your stuff and let the fan boys have their day!" Ami's only reply to that particularly vulgar suggestion was to turn even redder and deciding, for her own good, not to bring it up again.
"I can't believe we got in for free!" Minako squealed, not even pausing to wonder at the silence of her friend. "Think of all the money we saved! I am a genius! In fact the first place we need to go to is--"
"Hey!" a voice suddenly interrupted them. "Are you guys just taking a break? Get back to work!" A short, balding man was quickly approaching them. Minako and Makoto froze, Ami took a step back in panic, and Rei just turned her considerably formidable glare onto a new victim. He looked stern enough to be a principle but he wasn't fast enough to reach them, despite the fact the girls hadn't budged since he called out to them.
"Look, it's Belle!" a sudden gaggle of youthful voices and youthful faces swarmed in front of the man and rushed toward the four young women. Cameras flashed and video recorders were opened. Minako had not lied that they probably looked more like the princesses in Disney movies than actual employees there.
Ami couldn't decide if that particular comment was a compliment or a curse.
"WAH!" another cried as his ice-cream fell on Minako's dress at the precise moment he reached her. His own delight at finding a princess, or actually, a group of princesses, was overridden by the grief at the loss of his ice-cream. Makoto tried to sooth him, while they were overrun by children. Minako tried to tell a horrible joke to calm the gathered crowd, her start and the man struggling to reach them through the tourists making her nervous enough not to enjoy her limelight as much as she would have otherwise. Yet, despite Minako's waning efforts, there was just too much going on for anything she said to be heard over the den of voices. Rei continued to silently fume and was unsure once more what to cover first from out-stretched, sticky little hands.
Curse! Ami decided with rising panic while she looked desperately for an escape route.
Minako had been warned in the end. There was just no such thing as a free lunch. It was, however, too much to ask for Minako to repeat the saying correctly. After all, she hadn't been listening when Artemis had cautioned her from the start.