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Here's the rest! I finally got a challenge done...but I didn't finish the icons...darn.
5d) Question
At least thirty flustered hands shot up into the air when Neo Queen Serenity and King Endymion walked through the door for their daughter’s show-and-tell. Chibi-Usa skipped happily back to her seat as even the teacher gaped at them, open mouthed.
Serenity quickly picked a little boy, the rest of the class ‘Awwwing’ and allowing their hands to flop down.
“Mrs. Queen-Lady, Ma’am, do you like your job?” he asked shyly, withdrawing a giggle from the ‘Queen-Lady’.
“Yes, I do,” she replied, bending over to become eye level with the little boy. “It’s a wonderful thing that I can protect this planet for all of you, so that you can be safe no matter where you go.”
The second she had finished speaking, twenty nine hands shot up again. Endymion smiled warmly at his wife, wondering what they were going to ask her next. She pointed at a little girl who surprisingly stood up and faced him.
“Mr. King Endymion, Sir,” she began. Endymion stood straight, preparing himself for the answer he would give her about whatever tiny question she was about to ask him. This was going to be so easy.
“There have been recent reports on the news about the up-coming threats that the planet Nemesis keeps sending to Earth. It is rumored that they have an incredibly powerful army that can even rival the powers of the Sailor Senshi themselves. If they were to attack, is there any kind of army that has the chance to defeat them, or would the Earth inevitably fall to the planet’s demands?”
What the hell? He stared down at the little girl in shock, ignoring Serenity’s laughing from his side. Why on Earth did he get all the hard questions? This girl could have been one of the vultur-reporters that he faced weekly in the press conferences he attended.
Clearing his throat, Endymion spoke smoothly, “If Nemesis were to attack, which they don’t seem to be planning on at the moment, the Earth would undoubtedly win with our skilled armies and the Sailor Senshi on our side. Not to mention, we have to Silver and Golden Crystals on hand should we have to use them.”
Chibi-Usa gave an enthusiastic thumbs-up from the back row, which Serenity greeted with a tiny wave. Twenty eight hands shot up again, and Endymion hoped that if he got another question that it would be an easy one like Serenity’s. He quickly picked a little boy who was sitting right near his feet, causing him to crane his neck all the way down to stare into his eyes.
The little boy looked innocently back up at him. “Why’s your hair purple?”
God Dammit.
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5e) Result
Mamoru had known from the moment that he stepped into the club that he shouldn’t have let Usagi go off on her own. Now, as he drove back to their apartment, she was completely drunk, slumping over in her seat towards him and fumbling with the buttons on his shirt.
“I never told you this, Mamo-chan,” she slurred, gazing blankly into his eyes. “But I just can’t k-keep it to myself anymore.”
His eyebrow rose with interest as he stole a glance at his wife. This could be an excellent opportunity to get some secrets out of her, like where his chocolate stash had gotten off to. He pulled an arm from the steering wheel and rubbed her upper arm soothingly, egging her to continue.
“It’s just…just this…you’ve always been so good at it,” she drawled, poking a finger in his chest almost accusingly.
He feigned innocence. This conversation was boosting his ego off the charts. “What am I good at, Usako?”
“Y-You always do the laundry so well…my close are always so nice…they smell good…” she said without hesitation, absentmindedly plucking on the sleeve of his shirt.
Mamoru almost hit the brakes. Was that supposed to make him feel good about himself? Frustrated, he choked, “Is there anything else?”
She jumped. “No, nothing I can think of.”
He was getting desperate now. “Are you sure there isn’t anything else that I’m completely awesome at that could be mentioned?”
When he didn’t get a reply he looked down to see her asleep, a wet little trail of drool on the front of his shirt.
‘Oh good. Now I can use my talent of washing clothes to get the stain out,’ he thought. He glanced down at the slobbering mess in his lap. ‘Hooray’.
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5f) Frog
“Motoki-onii-san, I’m going vegan.”
Mamoru nearly dropped his cup of coffee, and Motoki actually spit his out. With shock, Motoki gawked at Usagi who had her arms crossed resolutely over her chest. “Usa-chan, you wouldn’t just be giving up meat, but ice cream and---,”
“I know,” she mumbled. “But I will not live with myself another day if I contribute to the cause of slaying innocent animals just for food and fun.”
“I give it an hour.”
Usagi quickly rounded on Mamoru with fierce determination. “I’m serious, Mamoru-baka!”
He rolled his eyes. “You could not live without meat, Odango. It’s in your nature to be a pig.”
“I can eat salad,” she sniffed, taking a slow taste of her water.
“Okay, good luck with that,” Mamoru said sardonically. “The day you finish a complete plate of salad is the day I sprout a scaly tail and dance like an Irish-man.”
Ignoring him, she turned back to Motoki. “It’s just not fair, Motoki-onii-san! They’re going to dissect Harvey the frog at school tomorrow but I can’t just let them kill the poor little guy!”
“There’s not really much you can do about that, Usa-chan,” Motoki said a bit sheepishly. “But is that why you’re going vegetarian all of a sudden?”
“Vegan, Motoki. I’m going to bust him out of there,” she exclaimed. “And then I’m going to release him in the pond!”
“Isn’t the science room on the second floor?” Motoki asked.
“How’d you know that?”
“I used to go there.”
Usagi slumped into her chair, dejectedly pushing her water away. “I’ll never get him out.”
The two men began exchanging nervous looks as tears welled up in Usagi’s eyes. A brilliant thought struck Mamoru.
“I could get you in there,” he volunteered. “It wouldn’t be that hard to boost you up.”
He nearly fell out of the booth when she glomped onto his arm chanting, “Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go!” into his ear. As the two of them hurried out, Mamoru decided to ignore the suspicious glance that Motoki threw at him as they were out the door.
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Usagi grunted as she went through the window and landed on the floor, Mamoru hopping in soon after. The classroom was incredible dark aside from the one open window, and the two of them hastened to find a light switch. He was glad that it was dark otherwise she would’ve seen the blush on his face. There had actually been an ulterior motive for him helping her through the window, especially since the short skirt she was wearing gave him a pretty nice view.
They both fumbled through the darkness.
“Ew! EW! EW! What is that? It’s a bug!” Usagi shrieked.
Splat!
Mamoru flicked on the light switch and hurried over to a tearing Usagi, her foot planted firmly on the ground. He looked down in disgust to see green and red all over the floor and the heel of her shoe.
“I think you found Harvey,” Mamoru breathed, his eyes glued to the dead frog on the floor.
Usagi didn’t speak, but merely lifted her foot off the carcass and limped over to the window, beckoning Mamoru to follow. Concerned, he placed a hand on her shoulder, giving it a light squeeze.
“Are you okay?” he whispered, clambering out the window and reaching up to hoist her down.
She shook her head. “I just want a cheese burger.”
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5g) Element
Mamoru often took advantage of his powers. Being connected to the Earth was probably the coolest thing ever. He could travel by wind, make horrible warm water cold, shake the ground a bit when he wanted to freak someone out, and he could even mess around with people’s dreams; it was awesome.
He especially liked to travel through wind because Usagi always liked it. Half the time when they were together she’d always ask him to take them somewhere through it. She said she felt like she was on a rollercoaster and it got rid of headaches pretty well.
She’d been asking him for some time to take her to the top of Eiffel Tower, but he’d always been nervous about appearing at the top of an international landmark. But tonight, her pleading had finally become too much, for the next thing he knew they were both overlooking the city of Paris. Usagi clung to him, pointing out almost every single rooftop in the area, gawking appreciatively at all the night lights about. Mamoru smiled down at her. It had taken a lot of energy, but he managed. They’d have to wait for a little bit before returning to Tokyo, because it’d take at least a couple of hours before he had enough strength to return.
A loud crack resounded through the air, echoing around the city like a gun-shot. Mamoru and Usagi turned at the presence behind them, a familiar aura surrounding them. He grunted when he was met by a firm fist in the stomach, nearly knocking him over.
“I know it’s hard for you to keep it in your pants, Chiba, but quit using the wind to travel places! You’re not the only one that controls it and I swear to God you’re giving me a headache!”
With that, Haruka stormed away, disappearing with a gust of wind.
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