Title: A Match Made In Heaven Part: 2 Rating: PG Author: Angel Erika E-Mail: Erika515@aol.com Started on: 10/24/99 Author's Notes: Konnichi'wa minna! Aren't you guys happy that ASMR is on its own domain? Cool, eh? So I'm sitting here at my computer, clad in a big fuzzy sweater (whoever knew Florida can get so cold so early?) and shorts trying to write my leukemia paper....scratch that, being -tortured- by having to write my leukemia paper ^_^ when suddenly, inspiration strikes! Now let's see if this is worth last-minute homework for tomorrow night.... Disclaimer: Sailor Moon or any of its characters do not belong to me, they belong to Naoko Takeuchi......who doesn't know that? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The next day, the bright, cheery, meatball headed, blonde woke up at 12 noon. *Mom kept me up way too late last night....* she thought groggily and looked at the bunny clock beside her bed; her eyes snapped open. "AAAAAAHHHHH!!!! MOM!!! WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP?! MS. H IS GONNA KILL ME!! SCHOOL STARTED HOURS AGO!!" Serena threw her celestial covers off, jumped out of bed and ran straight for the bathroom. After doing her morning routine a fraction of the time it usually takes her, she raced back to her bedroom to get dressed in her school uniform *Whoever thought I could get ready -that- fast?* she thought as she pulled her socks on. She heard someone knocking on her door. "What? I'm trying to get ready! Mom, can you please get my bag? I need to get to school NOW! It's past lunchtime already!" Ilene came in, a silly smile playing on her lips and said, "Serena, dear-" "No time to talk mom! Where's my bag?" Serena cut her off, looked frantically for her schoolbag and dashed wildly around her room searching for her other essentials. "Serena, it's Sunday." her mom said with a small laugh. The frantic teenager froze and dropped her was-lost bag. "Sunday....." Serena let out a small sigh of relief, "'Night mom..." she crept under her sheets again. "Oh no, no, no! You -will- get up -now-, eat, and then you will clean up this so-called bedroom of yours." She looked around her daughter's room. The desk was cluttered with papers and nonesuch, the closet hanging wide open with clothing sticking out, the floor carpeted by micellany. "And what did I tell you about eating junk food in here?" she picked up an empty bag of potato chips. Ilene was answered by silence, actually, a light snoring. She pulled the covers off of the lazy girl.(AN: raise your hand if your mom has ever done this to you ::erika raises her hand::) "Moooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....Gimme back my blanket....let me sleep...." "No." She said forcefully, "Get up -now-! It's past noon, Serena! How many people sleep past noon?!" (AN: ME!!) She pulled Serena up by the ear. "Owwwwwieeeeeee...Mommmmmm! Let go of my eaaaarrrr!!" Serena whined and stood up from her bed, following her mom to avoid ear breakage (hehe). "I'm up! I'm up! Let go of my ear!" Her mom released her grasp and placed her hands on her hips. "Sereeeeeennnnaaa!" Ilene whined (AN: i wonder where Serena got her whining abilities from..^_^) "Look what you did! You wrinkled up your uniform! Now I'm going to have to iron it again....Take it off and change into something else, you need that uniform for school tomorrow." "'Kay" Serena mumbled as she rubbed her now-red ear. She grabbed her change of clothes from out of her closet, or lack thereof, and headed towards the bathroom. "And don't you come downstairs until you've cleaned up this pig sty!" "Say what?!" Serena yelled incrediously from behind the bathroom door. "But-" "No buts, you have been putting off the clean-the-bedroom issue far too long! I'm not taking any excuses, you are going to make that... that...JUNKYARD spick-n-span, I want it to -sparkle-! I want it to look as if Mr. Clean had been in there!" her mom demanded. (AN: haha, remember Mr. Clean?......O...k....nevermind) ~*~ One *VERY* long hour later..... ~*~ *I'm exhausted....* Serena thought to herself and plopped down on her bed, which was neatly made by the way. She actually finished cleaning! Her stomach grumbled *....and hungry. I hope Mom still has the lunch out.* She walked down the stairs, it was silent, which was weird because her mom would usually have the stereo blasting and cleaning the kitchen on Sundays. She went into the kitchen and found it nice and clean *She did clean, afterall* She thought, looking around. A note on the refrigerator caught her eye. It read: "Dear Serena, Sorry, but there's no more lunch left-" ~~~~~~~~ She paused reading and whined to herself, "Awwwwww! They never leave any for me!" ~~~~~~~~ "I went out to do some shopping (yay! Mommy finally get's some time for herself!) and Sammy's over at Mika's house. Don't worry about him-" ~~~~~~~~ She paused again *Who said I ever worried about that little brat?* ~~~~~~~~ "I'll pick him up after I'm done, which won't be for a -very- long time! Go out with some of your friends to go eat or something. I'll be back later on, and don't you go messing up the kitchen! -DO NOT- cook!! xoxo Much love, Mom" ~~~~~~~~~ *Oh great. First, she makes me clean my room and then she leaves me with no food. She better get me something at the store. I just hope there won't be any attacks today. I don't think Sailor Moon can handle it after being tortured like this.* ~*~ Serena skipped happily to the arcade/parlor hoping she'd meet one of her friends there. *I sure hope Darien would be there!* she abruptly stopped, right in the middle of the sidewalk. The memories of yesterday's drama started flooding back in her mind. Only this time, the depression was replaced by anger, anger at....."That icky piece of sh-" "Shoot!!" Raye cut off Serena's...uh...foul language. "AAAAHH! Watch out! Get out of the wayyyyyyy!!!" A raven haired girl zoomed past Serena. The pedestrians cleared to make a pathway for her. "Oh my gosh....Raye! Watch out for that pole!" A brunette yelled behind Serena. There was a distinct ::WHACK!!:: and an ::OOF!:: following it. Serena had heard those sounds one too many times herself. Serena was immediately snapped out of her reverie. "Raye! Are you okay?!?" She yelled to a pile of black, red,and purple lying beside a pole and ran towards her befallen friend. When she got there, she went hysterical, laughing at sight before her. Raye was lying down on the ground, clad in a helmet, elbow pads, knee pads, gloves, and guess what was on her feet....rollerblades. "HAHAHAHA!! Pyro..... skating....George of the Jungle...." she managed to choke out in between fits of laughter. "Pole....whack!...." She was now laughing so hard, tears were rolling down her cheeks. "Raye? Are you alright? You didn't break anything did you?" Amy came up behind Serena the laughing hyena who was now down on her knees, you guessed it, still laughing. "Yeah, Raye? Are you okay? You hit the pole pretty hard.." Lita asked, bringing forth a burst of even more hysterical laughter from the blond on her knees. "HAHAHAHA!! Pole!...Hard!....WHACK!" Serena said again, this time, hitting her palm against her forehead to emphasize her point. Lita and Amy simultaneously looked down at their (AN: Insert another word for laughing here, and I don't feel like looking through my thesaurus right now =P) friend and then at each other. First they snickered, then the stifled laughter became giggles, and before they know it, they're laughing as hysterically as Serena. "Are you guys through? I am hurt you know. I -did- run into the pole, and yes, it did hurt, it's not a laughing matter." Raye said in a matter-of-fact tone, only bringing more laughter. "I give up! Lita, give me back my shoes and remind to -never ever- believe what you're saying. 'Oh Raye, it's just shoes with wheels on them! You'll feel as if you're floating!'" She mocked Lita, only managing to get her shoes thrown in front of her, and a break of hysterics. She started taking all of the equipment off. "HA! Big whoop out of that one! Where did you get 'floating' out of that?! I felt as if I was on a freight train or something! I'm smoothly going, then that moron came up behind me and gave me a little shove! Speaking of morons, would you guys quit laughing, people are staring!" The raging "blader" hissed at them while tying her shoes. The three girls quieted down a little, wiping the tears out of their eyes, and looked around. People were staring at them as if they were crazy (and who said they weren't?), frozen. "THERE'S NOTHING TO SEE! I JUST RAN INTO A POLE! MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!" yelled Raye so all of Tokyo would hear. And indeed, all the speculators went back to what they were doing, most of them laughing, smiling, or even giggling. A little boy passed by Raye and said "HAHA! You can't blade! Even I can do that!" All Raye could do was blow rasberries at him. "Haha! Raye the Pyro can't skate!" Serena teased. "Here it comes...." Amy said expectingly. "Why you little! Like you can to any better Meatball Head!" Raye snorted back at Serena. "I betcha I can!" "Cannot!" "And here it is..." Lita said with a bored tone in her voice. "Is it your turn or mine, Amy?" "I think it's your's, Lita. Though they're fought so many times it's kind of getting hard to keep track." "Well, I'll do it anyway...This is getting old.." Lita looked at the two with their tongues sticking out at each other. "Okay you two, break it up...." Nothing happens. "You look like 5-year olds, guys." Still nothing. "I said...BREAK IT UP!" "Wha?" Serena and Raye said, their tongues still hanging out of their mouths. A loud grumble was heard. "What in the world was that?" Raye asked. "You guys, I'm -really, really- hungry! I didn't have breakfast or lunch! Can we go to the cafe and get something?" Serena asked. "That's where we were going. We planned on getting lunch there." said Lita. "Yeah right, Lita. You just want to see AnNnDrEeeW!!'Oh Andrew! You're so perfect! Hold me!'" Raye did her impersonations again. "Can it, Raye. I don't think you want that bump on your forehead to get any bigger!" "WHAT?! I got a bump?!" Raye ran over to a store's window and checked her reflection. "Oh no! Maybe I can cover it up with my hair or something..." "It's not that bad, just a little red. Can we go now? I'm really hungry!" "Hey guys! Wait up!" at the sound of the New Yorkan accent, all 4 heads turned around to see Molly running up to meet them. "Hey Mol!" Serena greeted her best friend. "Hey! Are you guys going to the cafe?" "Yup!" "Okay, that's where I was headed." (AN: All teens have the same hangouts ya know!)"Serena, howcome you never called me last night? How was your date with Josh?" Just hearing that dreadful name brought tears to Serena's blue eyes. She blinked them back and said with a quivery voice, "It was cancelled." "Cancelled? What for?" Amy asked innocently asked, she really wasn't one to get into gossip like this, but this perked up her curiosity. "B-Because...because...he found another person to be with..." "WHAT?!" All three girls yelled out, once again stopping in the middle of traffic on the sidewalk. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ *End of Part 2* finished on 11/8/99 11:47 P.M. Hehe...was that any good? Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Please?? I want e-mails!! Oh yeah, the beginning part when Serena wakes up on Sunday and stuff, that's written from experience! ^_^ So I haven't gotten to the mushy parts yet, it'll get there. I'm just kind of in a writer's block so I wrote this little laugher (i hope it was funny enough....). I was just in the mood to. Who knows? Maybe I'll get out my other story that's brewin' up in this little ol' head of mine! Hehe...Tell me if you like it please!!! K! Til next time, *Erika*