Mystery Science Cinema 3001 show 202, reel 1: "Moon Honey Flash" [parts 3-4] (A Sailor Moon/Cutey Honey Flash fusion) MSTed by: Scott "Zoogz" Jamison and Megane 6.7 == Mystery Science Theater 3000, characters and situations are property of and (c) 2001 by Best Brains, Inc. Ranma 1/2 is the property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan and Viz. "Moon Honey Flash" is the property of Xaila and used with permission. This is intended as a parody, hopefully not to be taken offensively. Hopefully, enough C&C shall be gleaned from these riffs to actually make this a worthwhile product. All additional references/characters/lyrics copyright of their respective owners and creators. == "Hey baby, hit me!" Tom Servo said in his most suave voice. "Nineteen, Tom," Gypsy replied as the card was put in front of him. "I'll definitely stay!" Tom replied. Gypsy turned to second base, where Crow T. Robot was sitting. "And you, big spender?" Crow T. Robot studied the board. The green felt of the blackjack table was recently painted on, destroying their first two decks of cards. He had ten showing in the form of two fives; Gypsy dealt them to him with a special attachment that Mike jury-rigged from an automatic shuffler, three hooks, and the sole of one of his old sneakers. The four had been playing blackjack and passing time before Dr. F was supposed to call. To bow to the dictates of robot taste, Mike also had a stack of ramchips next to his cards. He didn't mind; it'd be easier to bribe them to clean his room with more chips. Crow looked once more to his cards. "Hmm... two fives showing... split 'em!" Mike looked flabbergasted. "CROW! You're splitting fives?! And I need a ten for my double-down..." Mike looked forlornly at his three and eight, knowing for a fact that Crow would take the cards he needed. "Hey! I'm gambling here, isn't that what I'm supposed to do?!" Crow replied. Sure enough, a jack and a ten took up positions next to his two fives. Crow glanced at Gypsy's upcard, a four, and said, "Hit me." As Mike hit his forehead with the palm of his hand, a queen appeared next to Crow's jack and five. "Shoot! I guess you'll just have to give me a hit on this one," he told Gypsy. A two was put in front of his second set of cards, bringing his total to seventeen. "Another hit, Gypsy! I'm feeling lucky!" Crow crowed. Mike just shook his head as Crow received another ten, fully busting him out. When Gypsy finally came to his position, he said slowly... "Double down, please." Gypsy placed a card face-down with the attachment Mike devised and flipped over her hole card with her vacuum nozzle. A four floated to the surface of the card table. "I have eight showing, take a hit... ace, and that is nineteen. I believe that means I get your money as well, Tom..." "HEY! We tied! That's a push!" Tom objected "But at this casino, dealer wins pushes! Didn't you see the rules, Tom? How else am I to justify the 3:1 blackjack payouts?!" Gypsy also vacuumed up Crow's chips as her attention was turned to Mike. "And under our double-down... a three! Wow, dealer takes all!" Gypsy bobbed up and down, approximating a dance as close as possible. Mike sighed as the red light started flashing. "Oh great, the pit bosses are calling again... Hey Joel!" ---Deep Thirteen Doctor Forrester seemed to be in a fine mood. A pair of green-rimmed sunglasses sat jauntily on his nose, which was smeared with a liberal amount of zinc oxide. Frank followed behind wheeling a cooler on two wheels along with a picnic basket strapped to the top. "It's Michael Jordan, Pete Rose, and Joey Bishop! Greetings to you on this fine blustery spring day! I trust that you won't spend too much time in the sun! Besides, the wind might be a bit nippy for you to be worrying about going outside today!" "Yeah! I mean, your forecast is rather frigid up there," Frank added. He picked up a copy of USAToday and on the back of the front section, highlighted with a small line of yellow, was listed "SOL: -468F, 100% chance of explosive decompression." "Way to rub it in, Frank," Joel remarked, having come from the back of the satellite. Frank looked outraged. "What? You're going to blame us for the mess you're in?" "YES!!" the five denizens of the SOL all responded. "Well I never...!" Frank pouted as he crossed his arms. Dr. F looked on as his assistant turned his heels and left in a huff. "What a shame. Anyway, fluorescent jockeys, on to our invention exchange. As you can see, picnicking is a sacred rite of passage through the springs of our lives. And of course, even mad scientists like to take picnics. Of course, mad scientists also enjoy long walks on the beach, world domination, getting tickled with feathers in.... well, you get the idea." Dr. F walked to the abandoned cooler and tipped it up. Inside were dozens of cans of soda pop and a couple bags of ice. "I'm sure you've all seen this before, bags of ice to cool down cans of soda. Now however we have something much better... IceLite!" "IceLite?" the SOL inquired. "Yes, IceLite." Dr. F opened one of the bags of ice. Instantly it began leaking water. "I just want to see the looks on all those faces when they find out that this stuff can't even cool a penguin down. It feels like ice, is as heavy as ice, but melts in mere seconds! And it's so cheap to produce that I'll have suppliers BEGGING for it! Fifteen bags might be enough to get a cola to tepid, but that's just the start of it!" Dr. F crowed. Joel shook his head. "That's just plain mean, Dr. F." He motioned for Mike to reenter the bridge. Three seconds later Mike showed up carrying a large microwave. "For our invention today," Mike started, "we have the perfect appliance for the dormitory, or the home with a few too many kids. Heck, it even works great at the office! I'm sure you've noticed that microwaves are still somewhat expensive, and just having one around is a good thing. However, it does take time to microwave things, especially cups of warm water for instant 'joe or bags of microwave popcorn." "And don't forget those TV dinners! Four of them can be up to half an hour!" Gypsy added from the side. "Of course. That's why we have... give 'em the reveal, Mike..." Joel trailed. Mike opened the microwave up to show two different partitions inside. Crow flourished his claw in front of the microwave as if he was one of Barker's Beauties as Joel introduced, "The Duplex Microwave! In here, you can adjust the partitions and set as many different times as you need! The only limit we have is space!" "If someone's doing their TV dinner, you can open the microwave, reset the partition, and do your own! And a third for fun! Two different bags of popcorn, six mugs of water, a partridge AND a pear tree..." Crow stated "And all this CAN be yours, if your price is right sirs," Tom said as Joel hit the button. Dr. F sneered into the video feed. "Izzat so, Joel?" He looked to the back of Deep Thirteen, where Frank was currently pouting. "Hey boobie!" "Y-yeah?" Frank replied through sniffles. "Wanna get back at the meanie diaper poopy-heads?" "Do I?!" Frank responded, jumping to his feet with a smile. Dr. F pointed at the fanfic cabinet. "Send them up 'Moon Honey Flash', if you feel up to it Frank." "Of course I do! Let's give the mean ol' Satellite a Sailor Moon and Cutey Honey Flash fusion to choke on!" Frank celebrated. "You're the bestest, Dr. F!" "Just send 'em the fic, Frank." Up in the satellite, the lights and buzzers started going off. "Oh no, we have FIC SIIIIGN!" Mike yelled. (Door #7: the dog-bone raises and the doors separate) (Door #6: a Dutch double-door. You open the top and fall over the bottom) (Door #5: Just to spite you, it's a window.) (Door #4: it's a garage door. You have to open it manually) (Door #3: "The Complete Works of David Eddings"... flame works well) (Door #2: It's a wardrobe. You open the door... but no Narnia) (Door #1: a vault door; after it shuts again, it effectively keeps you inside) (Mike entered the theater, carrying Tom. Tom was placed in the fourth seat from the right, as Mike sat next to him. After that was Joel, and Crow sat in the far right seat.) >Moon Honey Flash Chapter THREE: "Luna Learns of Moon Honey, >Usagi Gets a Change" Joel : Here, dearie. You look positively frozen in your little costume! Have a hundred yen on me. Tom: [singing] Come 'n listen to a story about ol' Moon Honey... she use'ta'be a Sailor Moon and rather klutzy bunny... >~~~~~~~~~~MOON HONEY FLASH!!!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Crow: Brought to you by worms for Doing It Right Topsoil, Inc. Support your local D.I.R.T.I. today! Mike: The transformation lightshows now come with some complimentary T&A! All WE COULDN'T BE HAPPIER. >Usagi walked down the alley very fast. She knew she had to get home >and see Luna. Crow: ...and the pack of fierce street dogs snapping at her heels was helping her make EXCELLENT time! >But what she didn't know was that Luna was behind her. Joel: ...and gaining. Mike What shall we play tonight? Luna the Vampire Slayer? Luna-Tic? The L-Files? How about I just give her ankles a good scratch? >"Luna's gonna be pissed....I don't know if I can access the Ginzuishou >as Moon Honey....well, I better hurry home." Mike: If hints were bread crumbs, Usagi just dropped a loaf and a half. Tom: If she hurries any more, someone's head is gonna end up in a pan. Joel: Gilmore Girls is on in five minutes, I've got to hurry! >Luna was in shock. 'Who IS she....and WHY is she worried about the >Ginzuishou...' Luna sped up, leaped and landed in front of Usagi. >"Who are you and what do you want with the Ginzuishou!!??" Joel : Uhhh... Ginzuishou repairman! No no no... Do you have some spare Ginzuishou? Crap... where might I locate the Ginzuishou merchants, good kitty? Crow : You had me at hello, dammit! YOU HAD ME AT HELLO!! >Usagi stepped back, "LUNA!! It's me!! Usagi!!" Luna hissed and >bared her claws, "You are not Usagi...who are you..ANSWER ME!!" Crow : I'm Khan. And it's too darn bad I have to kill Spock, Captain Kirk... your acting is GETTING ON MY NERVES!! Mike : Okay, I'm Mamoru in drag. Tom : Now THAT I can believe. >Usagi realized she must still be Moon Honey. Crow : Ohhh, so THAT'S why my shoulders and back ache! >"Oh dear..I forgot to dehenshin, just a sec Luna!!" Usagi whispered, >"Honey Dehenshin...FLASH!!"(AN: LAMEO!! I know..but this is MY fic!!) Mike: Yep, the Moon put in a half-English half-Japanese trigger phrase just because it's so darn L337. Joel: It's always a reassuring sign when the author starts talking to themself. >And in a burst of light, Usagi's hair grew to it's original length, >and twisted itself back into it's odangos, Tom : Power hair! All right! >her eyes grew back to their larger, azure blue luster, her breast, >well for her tragically went back to their original size, Joel : Crap, they were my ticket through life! Numerous empty affairs, thousands of dollars shilling phone-sex lines and "Girls Gone Wild", all parlayed to a semi-regular "Jerry Springer" appearance... I was almost outta this slum! >and her clothes deteriorated and reformed into her seifuku, minus her >brooch. Crow: Let this be a lesson to all of you people who think spontaneous moth summoning DOESN'T exist. Someday, your clothes might deteriorate too! Mike : I knew I should have used Tide Color-Guard! >Luna was astounded at the sight of Usagi. With tears in her ruby eyes, >she jumped into Usagi's arms, "I thought you were dead!!" she cried. Tom: And here I thought they were marble... Crow: Huh? Tom: Cat's-eyes! Joel : You kidding? I have more lives than... well, you! >Usagi rubbed Luna's back and replied, "I'll never leave you...Come on, >let's go home..." Mike : Of course, someone else told me that once upon a time... Joel : Usagi, you don't have to dig my back... Mike : He said that he'd always be there for me... Joel : MRRRROOOOWL!! Mike : And that cheap bastard hasn't EVEN GIVEN ME BACK MY SLAYERS RECORDS!! Joel : AAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYAAAAA!!! >Usagi then began the long walk home, with the moon high in the heaven >above, watching over it's child. Tom : *grumble* Can't believe Frank Zappa talked me into babysitting... *grumble grumble*.... Crow : Wax on, wax off... wax on, wax off... >Usagi walked through the door of her home, only to be tackled by >Chibi-Usa. Joel : Ahhhhhhh! Mad spore! Getitoff! Getitoff! Mike : Then Chibi-Usa waves her hand in front of her ear at all four corners of the ring. Two bounces off the rope later, she drops the leg! I can't believe it, she hulked up!! >"USAGI!! Your okay!!" the little girl cried, hugging Usagi's legs >tightly. Shocked, all Usagi could do was pat Chibi-Usa's cotton candy >head. All: Tom : Eauuuugh, why did I do that? Crow : Aww, man! My hand is gonna be sticky all friggin' day now! Joel: Chibi-Usa is an Issac Asimov production. >Shingo ran down the stairs to see what was going on. He looked at >Usagi and saw that her usual brooch was missing and that she was >wearing a pink choker with a heart and crescent moon, and an armband >in the same fashion, only with two small streamers. Crow: Give me a break. Hell, even husbands can't figure out when their wives got a full makeover and wardrobe change, and Shingo's noticing accessories? Joel : Uh, why are you dressed like a reject from Metal and Lace? >"Hey odango...what's up with the choker and armband, they look cool," >he asked. Tom : Much better than that piece of crap sweater and skirt you usually wear. Crow : The two-quarter vending machines from the manga store? Mike : How'd you guess? Crow : The paint's peeling off your "jewel". >"Oh..no where in particular...Now go back to bed!!" Usagi pointed up >the stairs towards him room proving she meant business. Crow: Or at least it proves her navigational skills. Joel: And getting the narrator's Irish up as well. >Shingo sighed and walked off towards his room. Crow : Oh well, back to working on my plans for world domination... Tom : Where are you going, narf? Crow : Oh... nowhere in particular, Pinky... >When Shingo's room closed, Usagi knelt down to Chibi-Usa level, Crow : Ooh, suddenly I feel like annoying the hell out of someone and whining incessantly. Joel : And this changes... what? Crow : Uhh... now I can be a big-breasted bimbo? Joel : That only makes your whining tolerable to *half* the human race. >"You were worried about me??" Chibi-Usa nodded, "The way the others >treated you was awful, and it was all my fault too," Chibi-Usa's red >ruby eyes began to water. Crow: The rest of the Sailors enlisted Commando Cody to go after the Moon Woman. Joel : Pro-bono, right? >Usagi smiled slightly a wiped away the tears that fell. >"No tears now little one, All: Tom: Usagi IS Lwaxana Troi! Mike : Actually, it's better if you shout, shout, let it all out. >it wasn't your fault, come on, it's way past YOUR bedtime." Chibi-Usa >nodded and Usagi, Luna and herself walked up the stairs. Joel: Luna and Chibi-Usa pausing at the top for about five minutes to wait for Usagi to handle stairs correctly... Mike: Wait, did the fanfic just change perspectives? Crow: Usagi showed even LESS aptitude for the stairs than a Slinky. >Ten minutes after Chibi-Usa fell asleep. Usagi sat out on her beanbag >chair, choker and armband in hand. Joel: It's got the power to absolutely fragment sentences! Mike: This is a bad music video just waiting to happen. >'These two items...so much power...this is too much...' she thought. Tom: Why, if she was smuggled into the correct places, she could take down world governments! Crow: What power? So far she's nothing more than a glorified stripper! >Luna hopped into Usagi's lap and purred. Mike : Check it out, I'm a cabbit! Joel : Purr all you want, I'm not feeding your catnip habit anymore! >"A yen for your thoughts Usagi... Crow : Damned inflation, they used to be worth a penny... >What are those for..and where is your brooch??" >"These ARE my brooch." >"WHAT?! What happened?!" Joel : Well, I had shop class today and I, uh... heh... experimented a little too much with the drill press.... >"Shh..I'll tell you...after the battle against Rubeus he was sucked >down a black hole but some woman.............................." Crow: Sheesh, she couldn't even stay awake long enough to finish the description... Mike: This has been a test of the Emergency Ellipses System. >And it continued like that for half an hour. When Usagi's story was >finshed Luna was seething, shocked, and dazed. Tom : And that's the way it was. Joel : I'm absolutely seething! And shocked! Not to mention dazed!! Mike : And if you think THAT was insane, wait till you here my latest fanfic idea! >"All THIS happened in one night....I think I'll make the senshi do >TRIPLE time on their training......until they apologize. Mike: Y'know, this is the umpteenth fanfic that's mentioned "Senshi training"... but I have yet to actually SEE it outside SM4200. Crow: Next week, on Senshi Boot Camp.... Tom: A Senshi of one. Be all you can be! >But I apologize to you Usagi, because I won't be able to change >Mamoru's mind............" Tom : It needs a complete overhaul. A lube and filter will just make the problem worse. >Luna sighed as Usagi gave her a small hug. Joel : This world is just too much for a cat in love. >"It's okay...I understand...but Selene told me at the moment....it >will be dangerous to be Sailormoon. Crow : She said that I was liable to poke myself with my own transformation pen! Mike : I have to lay low for a while until my publicist proves Moon Power Make Up wasn't tested on animals. >To Mamoru and the Senshi. Luna wanted to fall over dead and start on >her 3rd life. Crow : That's the last time I eat Fancy Feast without taking it out of the package first... GAAACK! >"That's NOT possible! Sailormoon is the only way to be capable of >destroying a youma!" Joel : Who needs postal when you can go SAILORMOON!!! Mike : Now we have to go ALL the way back to the MOON and get our Youma-B-Gon. What a pain! >Usagi nodded. "I know, but right now, I think I'll stick to Selene's >word that this with work out." With that, Usagi stood up and went over >to her bed. Tom : Ohh, I'm headin' for my beddin' where I'm beddin' for the night... I'm headin' for my beddin' where I'll lay down sleep me tight... Crow : Yes, come to bed, baybee and let moi adore you. *smack* *smack* *smack* >She sat down gently on the side and looked down at Chibi-Usa, who was >sleeping soundly. Joel : SNNNNRRRRRRK... SNNNNNNRRRRKK... Crow : Man, I wish she'd get some Breathe-Right strips... >'I won't blame this all on her. She probably doesn't even know why the >Senshi and Mamo-chan deserted me...' she thought. She then got under >the covers and fell asleep. Tom : Then again... she's a nice easy target. ZZZZZZzzzzzz... Crow: Uh-oh, she forgot to pay homage to Gorto. >Luna stayed on the bean bag chair, her tail and back legs tucked >under her body and her front paws crossed over each other in the most >human way. Mike: Yeah, I always put my paws underneath my muzzle and tuck my tail under my body before I go to sleep... Tom: She's posed for so many kitty calenders it's become second nature. Crow: I hear there's much more demand for Artemis... >"Poor, poor Usagi. This will wear he down, I'm sure of it..." she >whispered. Mike: No wonder Mamoru broke up with Usagi. Joel: Yeah, I bet he was always wondering why "she" was always so into petroleum jelly. Crow : If only Usagi listened to Herb Putterman! She should've got the Copper Top. >She shook her head trying to fight off sleep, but the Sandman was >persistent with Luna, Crow : Little Mac may have beat me but there ain't NO WAY I'm losing to a pussy! Tom: No Luna, that voice you're hearing is the Midnight Bomber what Bombs at Midnight... >and she falls asleep. Crow: Can't talk, Luna's tripping! Tom : Exit light, enter night.... >When the sun's delicate golden rays, landed on Usagi's porcelain face, >she felt her "natural" urge to turn over, or cover her head with a >pillow come over her. But instead, Mike: ...she realized that Shingo set up about three klieg lights and had some soft guitar porn music going in the background. She then realized that Haruka Tenou was looking at her with a BIT too much interest... Joel: She leapfrogged out of bed and cleaned the house from top to bottom before starting early on her tax returns. Crow: She turned over, looked Marge in the face, and said "D'oh!" Tom: Okay guys, we're treading wildly into "Build Your Own Adventure" ground here... >she sat up, got out of the bed, and headed for the bathroom. Joel : A clean colon is a healthy colon. Mike : Nene? Mrs. Robot Nanny? What are YOU doing here? Tom : RUN, USAGI!! >Just as she shut the door, her mother stepped out her room, to go down >stairs and prepare breakfast for everyone. Crow: Who's narrating this thing? Tor Johnson? Tom: Wait, her mother stepped out of Usagi's room? Why was she in there?! Joel : Damn, Usagi's diary sucked today... oh well, there's always tomorrow I guess. >She saw Usagi's pigtails and pink slippers got into the bathroom. >Ikuko gasped, Mike : I SEE DEAD FOLLICLES! Tom : How the hell is hair walking in a pair of slippers? Joel : Hey, don't talk about our cousin that way! >'Could she ACTUALLY be up EARLY!?! Goodness....something must of >happened...I'll ask her when she comes downstairs....' Crow : Could it be the Prozac is finally making a dent in her? Mike : Hell, if I knew that she'd be better off dumping that older man I would've broke 'em up months ago! >Usagi took a good look at herself in the mirror. Joel: And the truth comes out. She's not tired anymore because she slept 'till she was thirty! Crow : HOLY...?! I'M OLD!!! *thud* >Her eyes were slightly red, her cheeks looked a bit on the chubby side >with pink tear streaks, and her lips were dry. Mike : All the world loves a clown... what was I THINKING?!? Tom : Ohhhhhhhh... that's it... I am NEVER... EVER... getting high on Scope again. Joel : I'm startin' on the girl - in - th' mirror. I'm askin' her to change her ways... Crow: Hey, only in America can a poor little black boy grow up to be a rich white woman. Tom: Amen, brotha. >Turning the water on cold, she splashed the water in her face to wake >her up a bit more and to clean up. After washing her face, Usagi >grabbed a towel and patted her face dry. Joel: Man, was SHE surprised when it turned into wine. Crow : Je-SUS! Quit goofing around, I'm trying to wake up! >She looked in the mirror again, but this time, she was shocked to the >core...... Mike : Aww crap, I forgot that I was splashed with Nannichuan last week! Gotta find some boxer shorts... >"N..n..nnn...nooo....I'm not HER.........this is a bad dream.....no! >no! NO!!" Tom : JOAN RIVERS, YOU BITCH! YOU STOLE MY FACE!! Joel: Man, does SHE wish Nick Cage was invited back for the sequel... >Moon Honey Flash Chapter FOUR: "Pink Rabbits Have Bite" Mike: More failed Barq's Root Beer slogans, coming up after this message from Barq's! >By: GSS email: DestinysLover@hotmail.com >Rating: PG-13, same stuff as before. Crow: All right! Finally some good old fashioned gore! Tom: Ahh, so she and Destiny's Father are responsible for Destiny's Child? Joel: I've been waiting for someone to 'fess up for a long time now! >I don't own SM or CHF. Joel: Nor do I own GM, 3M, or even ABC. Crow: But I can always go for a good BM! >More NOTES: >I know Chapter FOUR was another title before, but I wanted to give >Usa and Mamo a run in before the BIG FIGHT! Don't like it? TOO BAD!! Tom : You don't like it, you can just look elsewhere for... hey, wait, I was only kidding! Stop! Wait! Come backkkkkk!! Crow: Because of course EVERYONE enjoys watching a good ol' fashion bitchslap fight! Mike: I bet Usagi drops Mamoru in the first round. Crow: Undoubtedly. >~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~MOON HONEY FLASH!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Crow: Whew. If she missed even one exclamation point, she'd end up as Turkey Volume Guessing Man. >"N..n..nnn...nooo....I'm not HER.........this is a bad dream.....no! >no! NO!!" Tom : What's wrong dear? You were so happy during our wedding yesterday... >Usagi kept stepping back away from the mirror in the bathroom because >of what she saw. Joel: MOO-OOOM! The mirror's turned to the Al Sharpton channel again! You know how it makes me incontinent!! >Her hair was black, graduating to silver, just like Moon Honey's. >Her eyes were smaller and midnight blue, just like Moon Honey's. Tom: Yet, her face resembled a pre-drinking Fujiwara-sensei. Mike: Her five o'clock shadow resembled Gendo Ikari's, her abs resembled Genma Saotome's, and her legs resembled Mokona's. >Even her breasts looked slightly larger. Just. Like. Moon Honey's. Joel: Or maybe more like Dolly Parton's. Crow: Think the author's trying to tell us something? Joel: Uhh... that Usagi doesn't remember going to the backdoor hack-'n- slash she paid for last December? Crow: Uh, yeah, that's it. >Usagi shook her head again, and opened her eyes to see Moon Honey, >dressed like Princess Serenity, her arms wrapped around....... Tom: Ernest Borgnine. >Mamoru. Tom: Well, Ernie's much more manly. Mike: And Mamoru was screaming uncle to the nearly referee. Joel : I didn't order this! No way! I want jailbait, not older 'n snot! >And was about to zone in for a kiss when, she turned to Usagi and >spoke, Crow : I'm demanding hazard pay for this. >"We are now one...just taking what's MINE for a time..." And she >turned back around and kissed Mamoru extremely passionately, as he >seemed to do so too, with just as much ferocity. Crow : AAAAIR! AAAAAIRR!! Mike: And Usagi could faintly see her father behind Mamoru, and he seemed to be poking a shotgun in his back... >Usagi felt like punching the mirror until her knuckles bled. But >instead, she slid to the floor crying. Joel : Man, with all the times a black cat crosses my path, I'd better be careful with my luck! >If Mamoru knew what Usagi was going through, he would lift her off her >feet and never let her go. Tom: ...with a standing chokehold. Crow: REST... IN... PEACE.... >He would shower her with kisses and hugs until all his energy was >spent, and then some. Joel: And it'll be the best thirty seconds of your life, baby! >That is, if he could figure out who the hell is sending him these >dreams... Mike : Damn you L. Ron Hubbard!! And damn your Dianetics straight to HELL!! Tom : So in the meantime, more abuse and loathing for Usagi! Joel: Freud would have a field day with this. Crow : Fifteen thousand years of prophecy couldn't be even HALF as bad as these mean scary dreams! Make them go away, Mommy!! >It's always starts at their wedding... Mike: ...right about the point when Mamoru asks Usagi to sign a prenup. >Usagi in her beautiful white gown and her eyes shining happily, with >Mamoru in his tux, just as happy. Crow: Or is it the other way 'round? >They both run/float down the aisle after saying their vows, telling >each other their 'I love yous' and 'we're going to be so happy >togethers'....... Joel : I'm sorry, Mamoru, but your bride is in another castle! >When it happened........ Tom : HOTCHA! Sweet-O! Mike: The Second Impact? >All of a sudden, Mamoru and Usagi are separated, calling out to each >other. Crow : LOOoo-ooad! Where are you?! Joel : Hello? Is it me you're looking for? >In a flash of light, Usagi is tied to a bed of black and white satin >struggling to free herself and begging Mamoru to help her. Mike: Then she's dressed like Alice while Tom Petty eats pieces of her. >But he could do nothing because he was froze to his spot. Crow : Mah dawg unn'rstans me much more than y'ever will, Usagi. Joel : You see, they've... tied my shoelaces together. Mike : A knot!? Those BASTARDS! >Then HE appeared.... Tom: Rowan Atkinson? Joel: God? Crow: Leslie Nielsen? >A tall man with white hair, hanging around his sharp contoured face. >His eyes weren't recognizable to Mamoru, because of the hair, but what >he COULD see was, Mike : Doc? What the hell?! Joel : Mamoru! Thank god, I found you! It's your spore! Something's gotta be done about your SPORE! >A black upside crescent moon in the middle of his forehead. Mike : You really should get your acne looked at, Doc. Tom : Your forehead could use a trim. >Usagi trashed around on the bed, screaming for Mamoru to rescue her. Tom : Now now, no need to be a litterbug even in captivity! Crow : Ohhhh... I - LOVE - TRASH!! >But he still couldn't due to his frozen body. Joel Damn hysterical paralysis! Crow: His was the freezer between Ted Williams and Frye. >The white haired man walked towards Usagi, very so slowly. Joel : Whoops! Strike those two words, reverse them! Tom : Oooh! Richard Gere! Make me your pretty woman! Crow : Your heart can be so CRUEL! Just as I can be so crueeel... >"ENDYMION!! THIS IS WHAT WILL HAPPEN IF YOU STAY WITH USAGI!!! IF YOU >LOVE HER...*KEEP AWAY*!!!!" Joel : She'll age you, Endymion! Loooooook what she did to my ROOOOOOOOOTS!! >That same voice, that same voice is what commanded him to leave his >true love. But now, the white haired man had reached Usagi, leaned over and........ Crow: ...blew a raspberry on her tummy. Mike, Joel: [singing] Ooga chaka ooga chaka ooga ooga ooga chaka... Tom: [singing] I-e-yai-e-yai'm hooked on a feelin'! An' I'm high on believin'! That you're in love with me-e-e... >This is were Mamoru woke up every time. He refused to see what would >happen next. Crow: He would much rather read the book. Mike: Didn't LeVar Burton feature that one on a "Reading Rainbow" once? >He looked out his window to see the sun rising up over the >beautiful Tokyo horizion. Tom: He saw the sign on Tokyo Tower - "-5- days since last rebuilding effort." Joel : [COUGH, COUGH]... the smog's so thick you can eat it with a fork! Mike : Ahh, Frasier wishes he had a view this nice.... >Mamoru sighed and whispered what he did everyday since he broke up >with Usagi, Crow : Now where's my vibrator? >"Gomen....gomen nasai..........Usako......." Mike: So he sneezed and coughed? Crow: FEEL the JAPANITY! >Usagi had long stopped her tears. She began to wash her pink, tear >stained face when she got a good look at herself. Crow: Whoa, scene whiplash. Tom : Oh, Left-Eye... I should've listened! I'll never go chasin' waterfalls again! >"Look at yourself Usagi," Usagi's innerself said, "You look awful. Mike How the heck will you get taken seriously with double-D cup breasts? Crow: Well, considering her Senshi uniform... Joel: Okay, I call NO Stewart Smalley routines! >Quit crying about Mamo-baka and the Senshi. Live YOUR life. >They *DITCHED* you...*YOU* deserve better. Mike : Now how about some ice cream and a slice of warm Motoki? Tom : Mmmmmm, I like the way I think. >Think about all the happy times before *ANY* of them...they can happen >again..." Joel: Actually, she just seemed like an aimless middle-school student who was already chronically late. >Usagi sighed, "But we've become so close...." she closed her eyes and >her innerself chided her, Crow : It's I before *E* except after C, you moron! Tom : He can't have you! You're mine MINE MINE! Now kill him like I... we... you planned! Yeah! YOU planned! Mike : Ah, cram it, Id. >"AND!?! If you guys were so 'close', then WHY did they leave you out >of sleep overs,shopping trips, visits to the Crown and study >sessions?? Tom: Well, the study session one was rather obvious... Crow : Her mere presence kept reinforcing her supposed superiority while making US all look bad because of her klutziness! Joel : I wasn't into it, I was broke, I hate the royal family and school? Gag me. >If you five were 'close' then they wouldn't make excuses at school to >get away from you, they would try to sneak out the Crown when you were >with Motoki-kun or at the video games!!! THEY WOULDN'T DO ALL OF >THAT!!!" Tom : Hey, if they want to steal the royal jewels, that's THEIR business. Mike: How oblivious do you have to be to realize that someone left you when you were playing a game anyway? Joel : Yeah! Over-over-high kick-over-up-low punch! Got the combo! Hey, why were you standing still, Mako-chan? Mako-chan? >Usagi looked up and realized her innerself was right. If they WERE her >friends, they wouldn't pull everything they did on her. Crow: Hmm, I wonder if Usagi's 'innerself' is Dennis Quaid. Mike: This is like a bad after school special. Tom: So, it's like *an* after-school special. Mike: Natch. Joel : Well, I'll show them! I'm going to take DRUGS! >'That's RIGHT....*FORGET* them....I can't be just as happy without >them....and to celebrate... Crow : I *can't* be as happy... after all, they say that seppuku is painless... Tom : I'm NOT gonna make it after all! WAAAHH!! Joel : I'm gonna curl up in their sock drawers and sleep for days! >I'm going to school with a new look,' Usagi said to herself. Crow: So now it's turned into Grease? Joel: Somehow I can't picture Olivia Newton John in a fuku. Mike : Who put the 'ken' in the shinkenissanfudenakanakeandekai? >She left the bathroom with her head up high, but only to see >Shingo there. Crow: Wouldn't she have to bend her neck for that? Joel : Don't mind me, just enjoying the show. You planning on an encore for your evening toilette? Tom : I only had a matinee scheduled... >"Hey Odango Atama!! Fall over in the tub?? Is that why you took so >long?!?" he laughed. Mike : That damned Heero mined the whole place with boobytraps! >Usagi looked at her brother angrily and he slowly backed up getting >ready to run to his room. Usagi smiled a delicious smile of torture. Tom: She got it on special order from Nuku Nuku. Crow: How ironic, now Usagi IS the Wizard of Id. Joel: Heh. Even though I would've thought those smiles came directly from Tira Misu. >"Not this time little brother...." Usagi then grabbed his arm and >lifted him up. Tom : Love lift us up where we be-long... Crow : Oh yeech! No way! I don't do that!! Tom : Where the EAGLES CRY, on a MOUN-TAIN HIGH... Crow : AAAAHhhhhhhhhh.... >"LET ME GO ODANGO!!" he hissed at his elder sister. Usagi shook her >head. Mike : Uhh... let me go tinkle? Crow : Still no. Mike : Let me go... buffalo? Crow : Hardly. >"No. You listen. RIGHT NOW. If you EVER call me that name again....you >WILL be sorry.... understand??" Tom: Wow. The queen famed throughout the solar system for mercy and kindness... Mike : Hell yeah! It'll be a CRAPLOAD easier to get to Crystal Tokyo this way! Joel: Terrorist Senshi, next on Geraldo. >"Hai..hai..Usagi..." Shingo whispers in fear. Crow : Ha! Now that that's over, the Prime Minister's got a date with some severe Moon Tiara Destruction... >"Good. Now GO!!"Usagi commanded. She then dropped Shingo and he ran >for the bathroom. Tom : I wet 'em! Real good! Crow : Oh, you needed THIS bathroom? Okay jabronie, what if I take this toilet, shine that sonabitch up real nice, turn it sideways and STICK IT STRAIGHT UP YOUR CANDY ASS?! >She walked into her room and shut her door. >"What was THAT about Usagi??" asked Chibi Usa who just woke up and was >rubbing her ruby eyes. Joel: Depending on the way the jeweler cut 'em, she'll be pulling away stumps. Mike : I haven't had a good-night's sleep for the past 900 years! WAAAaaahhh! >"Nothing..." started Usagi,"Just telling Shingo something..." Chibi >Usa raised a small pink eyebrow, but didn't say anymore. >'She's up early...scary...' Crow: She and Vito had a hit placed on the Yokohama waterfront. >Usagi sat down at her vanity and looked at the assortment of pins, >scrunies, barrettes, ribbons, and head bands. Mike: It's Usagi's vanity's tribute to the rockin' '80s! Tom : I ran... I ran so far a-way-hey hey... Crow: So if a loonie is a Canadian dollar and a toonie is two Canadian dollars, what's a scrunie? Joel: What you're left with after Canadian taxes. >"What to do..." mumbled Usagi. She had already removed her buns and >let her golden hair spill to the floor. Crow: Next came the hot dogs, and her nose fell to the floor. Mike : I had no clue dat's whad was hoding id ub! >Usagi picked a pink headband that a little rabbit in the center and >put it on. "Nice..but it's needs something..." she said to herself. >She then pulled small handfuls of hair from under the head band and >put them forward. Crow: Isn't that kind of defeating the purpose of a headband? Joel : FAME! I'm gonna live foreverrrrr! >"Nice...but too long..." she said again. She pulled open a drawer >where a pair of scissors lay. Mike : Ohhhh SHIIIIN-go! It's time for your cir-cum-CIIIS-ion! Tom: Hmm, wouldn't it be interesting if she was possessed by Rubeus? Joel: Hell, I have the image that she's being possessed by Mel Brooks. >She pulled them up, put the two lengths of hair together, leaned over >slightly and cut the portions of hair so they were 3 inches under her >bosom. Crow: THRILL as she FAILS to use the Flowbee and pays the price afterward! Tom : Oh great... maybe a pageboy would work? Mike: Fortunately she's not a klutz anymore or she'd tied her hair to her headboard by now.... >"Perfect. But now....to keep my hair from dragging half way across >Tokyo!!" Usagi laughed. Tom: But she doesn't need the Dragon's Whisker... Crow: Hair styling makes for gripping fanfiction. >She then looked around for something but couldn't find anything. Mike: I'm guessing Usagi's friends used to leave her behind for scaveger hunts too? Crow : And I stilllll, haven't found... what I'm looking forrrr.... Joel: Have we done enough hanging out in Usagi's bedroom yet? Tom: And why couldn't this be one of her *usual* mornings? >"Can I help??" asked Chibi Usa who was now standing by Usagi, Luna P >wrapped in her small arms. Mike : Sure. Let me practice on your hair some. "Sure," said Usagi, "Help me find something to hold my hair up...." Joel: Hey, cool! She's going for the Pippi Longstocking look! Crow : Well, I've got a spray can full of.... Tom : Ooh, gimmie! *squirt squirt squirt* Crow : ...glue. Tom : Eep. >"No problem!!" laughed the little cotton candy haired girl. She then >began dribbling the Luna P. Mike: [starts humming "Sweet Georgia Brown"] Tom: Behind the back, through her legs, around the world... she's Meadowlark! >"LUNA P HENGE!!" she shouted. In a sugar pink cloud, a large shiny >pink clip with moons fell into Chibi Usa's hands. Tom : DON'T SPEND IT ALL IN ONE PLACE. Joel : DAMN, I MISSED... HOW COULD I HAVE NOT HIT THAT LARGE PINK TARGET?! Crow : And could I have a bowling ball, Chibi-Usa? How about a piano? An F-15? >"Here." She said. She then took the down portion of Usagi's hair, >twisted it in half and placed the clip in the middle of the twist. Tom : We've got a fic with HAIR! Long, beautiful HA-AIR! Joel: Chibi-Usa learned all she knew from the Danny DeVito Dummies' Guide to Dressing Hair. Mike: You know, if I wanted to watch an informerical, I'll stick to Ron Popeil, 'kay? >The remainder of the hair fell in a small wave. >Usagi shook her head to get use to the feel. Joel: THWACK! Mike: Ow! Too much hairspray! Crow: Wufei would KILL for highlights like those. >"I like it. Good job Chibi Usa!!" Usagi stated as she hugged the small >girl. Chibi Usa grinned, small little dimples showing on her chubby >cheeks. Mike : This is sure to get me noticed as the next Shirley Temple! Tom: Mimi absolutely insisted her troll doll gets half the profits and fought incessantly over a makeup scene. Crow: This must be how they compromised then. Tom: No, actually the last forty lines are all variations on "Drew is a pig". Crow: Oh. >Usagi and ChibiUsa got dressed and zipped down stairs for breakfast. >Ikuko and Kenji stared at Usagi. Mike : Dear, how many times have your father and I explained exactly where nice girls wear their underwear? Crow : Aw, Moooom. Madonna's doing it! Mike : And if Madonna jumped off a bridge, would you!? Crow : What do you think her last video had her doing? >"What?" asked Usagi. Ikuko stroked Usagi's golden hair. >"You look so grown up now dear...Your hair is beautiful." >"Arigatou mama," whispered Usagi. Joel : Heeheee... geh, heh, it's... superb.. heh hoo... yeah, I do mean it... HAHAHAHAHA!! Crow : Hey, at least I don't need dye! Ahh, oops? Joel : WHAT WAS THAT? Crow : N-nothing, Mom. >"Ahem...I hope this isn't just for some BOY Usagi..." started Kenji, >looking at his daughter carefully. Tom: Would you rather she did it for Dr. Frank-N-Furter? Mike : No daughter of MINE is going to be a heterosexual! Joel : Of course it isn't any boy, Daddy. I'm meeting Jerry Seinfeld at 3:30. >Usagi laughed, >"A boy. A BOY!? Oh daddy, that's SO FUNNY!! HAHAHAHA!!" Joel : Huggy Bear ain't no boy! He told me my nightly take would double if I did this! Mike : Michiru promised I could be on top tonight. >tittered Usagi as she got up, hugged her family, grabbed her things >and left for school. Tom : Psst... should we tell her about the cowlick? Joel : Just smile and humor her, she's finally not wearing a black trenchcoat and fishnet stockings... >"HEY! Usagi's gonna be at school twenty minutes EARLY!" yelled >ChibiUsa, "I'm gonna go talk to her. Mike: But it was too late as Usagi jumped on her skateboard and grabbed ahold of a passing Toyota. Tom : Damn, I knew this would happen! It's the power of love! >Sayonara Ikuko-mama! Kenji-papa! Shingo-onii-san!" Soon, ChibiUsa had >her things, and was bolting out the door, Luna P floating behind her. Crow: You know, there's times to let a scene play out and there's THE JUMP CUT. Joel : Ami! Wait! Tell me how you're controlling Usagi's body! >The rest of the Tsukino family just stared. Tom : When did she start going to Marion Berry High? Crow: To compound the rudeness, they pointed as they were talking with their mouth full and farting at the same time. >"USAGI!" yelled ChibiUsa. Usagi stopped walking and turned to look at >the little girl. Mike : Yes, Mini-Me? Tom : Go home, Spore! Don't follow me! Home, Spore, Home! Go home! >"Nani? ChibiUsa...why are you following me?" she asked puzzled. >ChibiUsa puffed up her chest, and tried to look fearsome. But it was >funny to see the little girl look like a puffer fish. Joel : PUFF!! Mike: I picture her more as a piņata. Crow: Funny, my mental image is of her as a tire fire. >"I'm gonna protect you!" she said. Usagi giggled and patted ChibiUsa's >head. Mike : That'll do, pig. That'll do. Crow : And then... I'm gonna NURSE you! Tom : You're no Kango Shicyauzo, Chibi-Usa. >"Arigatou, but I can hold my own." >"Are you SURE about that Usagi?" asked a steely male voice. Joel : Dammit Hugh Grant, I'm not for sale! How many times do I have to tell you that?! Mike : Buzz off, Superman! I don't care if Lois has an understanding! >Usagi's eyes widened, as she felt her heart drop. Crow: Obviously, it was time for some Pepto Bismol. Joel: Years of pastries finally caught up with her. >But then, she growled. Low and inaudible, but she was. Crow : Help me take a BITE out of crime! Mike: When did this become Inu-Yasha? Joel: Talk like Yoda, the narrative abruptly did! Yes! Mmmmm! >She twirled around, her hair smacking Mamoru in the face. Mike: WHAT hair!? We just endured five paragraphs of her cutting it OFF! We endured another five paragraphs to hear about how she looks like Vash the Stampede now! Joel : Foolish Tux-Boy, Sindel taught me well. >"Damare. Leave. Me. Alone." she whispered, Tom: Who's Damare? Crow: Whomever Damare is, it's clear that she ain't what she used to be. >venom reaching dangerous levels in her voice...her voice...dripping >with hatred. Tom : If you move... I strike! If you do not move... I strike! Crow: Howard Beale has nothing on Usagi right now. Mike : Need a kleenex there, Usagi? >If she had the chance, she'd transform into Moon Honey on the spot and >kick his butt. Crow: Or maybe flash him for a few singles, whatever floats her boat. Joel: Okay, granted, we know who she's talking about but would it kill the author to show him to us!? Mike : The hell with secrecy! MOON HONEY FLASH! All right, Mamo-Chan, now I'm gonna... UMINO?!? Tom : Wow! Do that again! >Mamoru closed his eyes as Usagi's hair touched his face. It's silken >wonder, with the smell of sakura made him feel as high as a kite. Tom: [singing] He's so hi-eie-igh, high above her, she's so lovely... Crow: Next thing you know, Californians will be voting to legalize Usagi. >When he opened his eyes, Usagi was lowly growling, her azure blue >eyes, darker, and filled with hate. >'She looks different...' said Mamoru. Joel : She's been listening a lot to the collected works of Steinem and Freidan... I wonder if that's it? Mike : Is this about the toliet seat again? I *swear* to leave it down next time you visit! >Then he saw that she no longer wore the odangos he loved so much. Tom: Of course, Tramp nudged the last one towards Lady. Mike : Oooh, now I'm free to call that hot Chinese odango chick that delivers the ramen... wonder if she's a wildcat in bed too? Joel: And he realized at that moment that the odangos were all they ever had. >Her hair was half down, held by a very large clip, and partially cut. >He gasped a bit. His Usako changed. Joel : Man, even Gwen Stefani has better hair than she does now! Crow : Hey! How the heck can I raise the nookie flag now?! >She was also missing her brooch. >'Could it have been taken by the other senshi? If they lefted my Usako >Unprotected...I swear..' Crow : I'll give 'em a lefted and a righted! I'll give 'em a jab and an uppercutted! Tom: And when he's done, they'll be standing off to the side laughing. >"Damare. Leave. Me. Alone." Mamoru was thrown back at this. Mike : I'M NOT DAMARE! I'M MAMORU! I can see how you could get confused... Crow: He should really retain F. Lee Bailey, that sounds like it may have hurt him. Joel: And you wonder why we consider Mamoru a wuss? Even talking to him lays him out! >Her voice was cold. Her voice was not hers. Crow : Shari Lewis! Come out from there, I'm warning you! Tom: And it was all Trish Ledoux's fault. >Someone else was trying to be his Usako. Mike : Red hair, sorta short, good sized bust... and who's that dark-haired girl coming up on Usako with a hammer?! Joel : Show yourself, Yoko Ono! >"What's gotten into you Usagi?" asked Mamoru, trying to hide any emotion in his voice. Tom: Squid-on-a-stick. Of course, this one's probably a bad batch. Joel : Must not be hammy. Must not be hammy. Must not... OH MY LITTLE DARLING BUNNY-KINS!!! >He looked down to ChibiUsa, who had a similar look on her face as >that of Usagi. >'Oh great...ChibiUsa's angry at me t-AH!' Tom: Yeah, smart idea. If I were back in time, I'd want my parents to hate each other too... Crow: Actually, that isn't a bad idea. It just makes the make-up sex that much more productive. Mike : Oh terrific, she LOVES sarcasm. OUCH! Wonderful, she still adores it. YEOWW!! >"AH!" Mamoru gasped, ChibiUsa had just jumped on his foot. Tom: Giving Mamoru the best momentum to pull his leg back and punt her into the stratosphere. Joel : Going... going... Damn, she went wide! Next time, laces out! >He opened his eyes to see Usagi walking away, giving ChibiUsa small >words of encouragement. Mike : Yay. Way to go. Woohoo. Crow : That's it. Crush them little piddies! Make them squeal! >He blinked, "Usako...forgive me..." Tom : I know I said I could... but I just can't do it! I can't eat just one!! I'm such a wimp!! >~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~MOON HONEY FLASH!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > >Chapters 5 n' up....coming in winter of 2001... Crow: Would that be after the Harvest Moon Honey Flash? Mike: So Deep Hurting returns for the holidays? Joel: 'Tis the season to be evil. --Satellite of Love "Wow! Think if we pray to that weird Selene moon-goddess chick lady, we might get cool transformational goodies too?" Tom speculated. Joel flipped a cover on the desk to reveal a set of toggle switches and a CB microphone. "Better yet, let's broadcast to 'er! Cambot, give me rocket number nine!" Outside the satellite, a huge megaphone on an actuator arm was extending itself out into space. Once the megaphone reached its full zenith, a fan below the megaphone started blowing gas out to space. "Joel, are you crazy? That's our spare oxygen up there!" Mike protested. Joel shook his head and smiled. "Actually, that's the leftover 'air' mixture from Tom Servo's room. You want to breathe underwear air, Mike?" Mike's head bobbed down to the floor as he pretended to kick a pebble. "Aw shucks, I don't mister..." "Besides, we need SOME sort of sound medium to get to the moon, and the grappling hook is about 100,000 miles too short." "But Joel," Tom objected, "won't the air just diffuse into space?" "Hey, cut me some slack, at least I'm taking SOME physics in mind," Joel responded. "Don't you want your cool transformational goodies?" "Yeah yeah yeah!" both 'bots chorused. Crow stepped up to the microphone in Joel's hand and started broadcasting. "OH GREAT AND POWERFUL SELENE WHO LOOKS OVER KLUTZY JAPANESE GIRLS, GRANT US OUR BOON! WE WANT COOL TRANSFORMATIONAL GOODIES TOO, DON'T LEAVE US OUT!" The whole satellite went dark for a split-second. As the lights came back on, there were two HUGE horseshoe magnets on the desk, labeled "Tom's Bracelet" and "Crow's Bracelet", with the words "Wear me!" etched on the negative pole. Hanging from the rafters were two nooses, labeled "Joel's Choker" and "Mike's Choker", both with the signs "Wear me!" "The whole universe is a comedian..." Joel griped quietly. Mike looked sheepishly at the camera. "Well, I do hear that it brings about many changes. What do you think sirs?" --Deep Thirteen. "Hey! I actually had a cameo in a Sailor Moon fic!" Frank cheered. "For now, I'm the white-haired guy... tomorrow, my name in lights! This calls for a celebratory drink!" Frank reached into the cooler, under the bags of IceLite, and popped the top of a Dr. Pepper. Three seconds later, he spit it all out. "Too hot! Too... hot!" Frank complained in his best Dark Helmet voice as Dr. F walked on-camera. He noticed his assistant and deadpanned to the camera, "That's the last time he tries a soda from Mr. Cooler," and pushed the button. --POOF!-- o/~ "Na na na-a-ah, na na, na NA na..." All comments and criticism about this MST will be gratefully appreciated and accepted at: zoogz@yahoo.com and megane67@rogers.com Thanks first and foremost to Megane 6.7 for allowing me to take a crack at this rather interesting piece of fanfiction and for also helping out with the riffing. For the first time in ages, nothing new to report except for some nose-to-the-grindstone MSTing for a while. Also, thanks for the support from the fanfiction community at large. Be sure to check out the previous installment of this fanfic, the first two chapters of Moon Honey Flash in MST form courtesy of Megane 6.7. His work and mine can both be found at http://www.nabiki.com/mst Special thanks to: Teachers of America (and the world!) The Authors of the 1st Amendment Best Brains >And it continued like that for half an hour. When Usagi's story was >finshed Luna was seething, shocked, and dazed. Keep Circulating the Fanfics...