Not any more, though.
"Arrrgh! Setsuna-mama, stop squishing me, darnit!"
Setsuna looked down at the purple eyed girl with a toothbrush in her mouth that she had been hugging like hugging was going to be outlawed tomorrow, and smiled like a lunatic Senshi.
"Sorry sorry sorry Hotaru-chaaan... And watch your language, young lady. Ahem."
Well, whatever, whatever. Hotaru sighed. When Setsuna-mama, of all people, acted this maniac...
Oh, well.
"And could you tell Haruka-papa and Michiru-mama to not give m'papa shouchuu and beer cocktails with pizza? Please? All three of them are still out like lights!"
And they had all passed out right on the sofa of the living room, to boot, though Haruka was presently not-so-quietly snoring on the carpet.
"Alright, I will, I will... It'll be even worse without the pizza, though, you know."
Hotaru facefaulted.
"That's not what I meant, and you know it, Setsuna-mama."
Setsuna looked at Hotaru and hugged her again, just because.
"But later, later. I'm going to have to run a errand now, and..."
Hotaru sighed. A Setsuna this gleefully maniac wasn't somebody she wanted to cope with this early in the morning, frankly.
"What, Setsuna-mama?"
"I want you to come with me... There's somebody I want you to see. Or not. It depends."
Tomoe Hotaru debated with herself a bit, then. To ask or to not to ask?
"...Who? And just what depends on what?"
Setsuna smiled. It made her look prettier then ever, though more then a little even more maniac, Hotaru thought.
"...Have you ever heard of a Sailor Sagittarius A*0-1?"
Hotaru thought. And thought. And thought some more.
Deep, deep inside the place she was Saturn, there was a sort of databank. Hotaru had been practicing accessing her Saturn memories in a orderly fashion for a while now, though it had been hard going.
"....Ohhhhhh."
"Sailor Overkill", kills Star Systems and eats them for dinner...
"...Wow?"
"Ha ha ha, you got it, girl..."
Wellll...
Oh, ho, ho. No wonder Setsuna was acting more then just a little maniac.
Hotaru sighed, again.
"It really would have been nice if she'd been active during the Galaxia mess, don't you think?"
Setsuna thought about it, trying on her new coat. No, not this. Not that she wasn't going to transform anyway, but it was the spirit of the thing.
"Well...As things turned out...Not really. That turned out much better then my wildest dreams, you know."
Since that was true for her too, Hotaru had very little more to say about that.
"And they're also some different energies sig traces, aren't there?"
"We'll find out when we get there, dear."
Darn, Setsuna really was hyper today. Hotaru sighed, again.
Well, it was understandable, at long last, they had a fighting chance of dealing with a Major Menace or four...
Hotaru sighed, looking at Michiru on one sofa and her papa on the other. Haruka was snoring and muttering to herself on the floor. Well, it was good they'd gotten a new carpet last month, she supposed.
Setsuna had initially wanted to go scout out one Sailor Sailor Sagittarius A*0-1 just with Hotaru for company, but Hotaru had managed to convince her that they really should tell Haruka and Michiru first. Even if they really were likely to wake up with the hangover of the year this morning, if not the decade, which would make it hard to explain anything at all, let along convince them what Setsuna - and herself - wanted to do was a good idea.
Though she had left it up to Hotaru to do the actual explaining. Hotaru scowled, again. Coward is you, Setsuna-mama.
But enough procrastinating. Hotaru sighed, yet again, quietly pulling a big towel over her papa. "Haruka-papa, Michiru-mama, wakey-wakey and don't wake up m'papa..."
"...Mmmphhhhhhhh?"
Gaaaaaaah. Tennou Haruka woke up with a fizzle, to say the least. Her eyelids felt stuck together, and...
No, six beer-and-shouchuu cocktails had not been a good idea. ...Well, she thought it was six, anyway.
Probably. Maybe.
Her head was doing a fair imitation of a festival drum... Which reminded her...
"Awwwk! Drum-practice!"
Hotaru sighed.
"It's still before 11. The summer festival rehearsals at the Shrine is from about 2, right?"
A few months ago, Haruka had found an old man trying to pull his bike out of a ditch, and had one-handedly gotten it out. The old man - who'd happened to be the chief of the local neighborhood association this year, had been duly impressed, and had eventually asked Haruka to come man the drums at the summer festival at the local shrine.
Though he'd been a bit surprised, to say the least, to find out Haruka actually was a girl. Hotaru snickered, remembering his face. And snickered even more, when she remembered Haruka's face when he said that it wasn't like there was a rule that said women couldn't 'man' the drums, even if it was... unusual.
And Haruka could never turn down a challenge - especially, well, that kind of challenge.
So Haruka was now on the rooster to man the drums, which made Michiru decide to go to the festival too, and before they knew it, the entire household had ended up being drawn into the summer festival planning committee. Setsuna, papa, Hotaru herself, everybody.
Oh, well. At least, this year's summer ought to be... not boring, she supposed.
Though with this new situation coming up...
"Well, um, yeah. Aaargh. My head..."
Haruka groaned, rolling on the floor and reaching for the sofa.
"Serves you right for giving m'papa beer and shouchuu."
Hotaru pouted. Haruka sighed.
"C'mon Hotaru, it was a celebration! Your papa's gonna be teaching at the Uni again, even if it's part-time. Aren't you happy?"
Hotaru gave her a mock-glare.
"Of course I'm happy. You still shouldn't have given him all those shouchuu cocktails, though."
"Hey, Michiru's the one who brought the special shouchuu made in Shinano someplace."
And a sea-green head moved, beneath the towels.
"Bleah... My head... Did somebody mention my name?"
"Yes, me. I didn't bring the Shouchuu..."
"But you did drink more then half of it, I'm afraid. Awww. Hotaru-chan, could you be a dear and give me some water? Haruka and your papa probably would want some too..."
"I got Rei-san's special mix."
Hotaru took a glass decanter out from behind her back, filled with iced herb tea. And some glasses.
"Oh, goodies!"
Hotaru watched Haruka and Michiru guzzle down the tea and sighed, yet again. Her papa was still out like a light, but it was better that way, probably.
"OK, Haruka-papa, Michiru-mama. Now I want you to transform?"
"...Eh?" Haruka blinked. "Sure, that might get rid of the hangover, or at least put it on hold for a while, but..."
"Just do it, 'kay?"
Hotaru repeated patiently. Michiru blinked, and pulled at Haruka's sleeve.
"Eh? Oh, alright, alright..." Haruka muttered, sitting down next to Michiru.
Among the usual light show, Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune made their appearance, mostly as usually except for a couple of hiccups in the middle. Hotaru quietly went Saturn, as she didn't want to increase the possibility of waking her papa.
"Alright then, Saturn, what is it?"
And Saturn took a deep breath.
"Ahh, Uranus, Neptune - do you two remember anything about a "Sailor Sagittarius A*0-1"?" Because, you see, it looks like she managed to reincarnate right in the Solar System - right near here, actually..."
Uranus and Neptune blinked, looking at each other.
"And, she's active. We think. Well, some other high-energy somebodies might be too, but..."
Uranus looked puzzled.
"And just what were they doing during the Galaxia mess, and all the other messes before that for that matter? - Oh, never mind, they probably were busy doing something else, like the Inners before we got to knew them."
Uranus sighed, putting her hand to her head. Neptune nodded.
"And the Galaxia thing turned out... Well, not to bad, so..."
Haruka nodded.
"Alright, at least most of my headache is gone for the moment - Sailor Sagittarius A*0-1, hmmm, sounds somewhat familiar, but - wait. A*0-1, that'll be "Alpha Prime" or something like that, right? So - Sailor Sagittarius Alpha Prime? Does that ring any bells, Neptune?"
Neptune was staring at the wall.
"Errr... Neptune?"
Uranus poked her partner. Neptune wasn't moving.
"...What?"
Neptune still wasn't moving.
Except for her lips, that is.
"Once upon a time, there was a Sailor Senshi who turned out to be linked to a bloody black hole."
Uranus stared at Neptune. Then at Saturn. Then at Neptune again.
"Sailor Sagittarius Alpha Prime. Sailor Overkill? The Destroyer of Star Systems?"
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