Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ A Dozen Stories, and One Message ❯ It's Time for a Story, Obaasan ( Prologue )
Far, far into the future, there is a woman who has the blood of kings and queens in her veins. Not Queen Serenity. Not Usagi. Not Chiba-usa. Not even Chiba-usa's daughter, but the DAUGHTER of Chiba-usa's daughter, making Usagi her great-grandmother. Hold tight, until the story begins in the next chapter, dears.
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Angst / Comedy / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.27.2001 | Updated On: 10.27.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 371 | Visits: 282 | Status: Work In Progress
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This is my very first Sailor Moon fanfic, so please be kind and review. *Peeks out* Please?
"Please, Obaasan? Tell us a story!"
The elderly woman laughed, as the faces of her family looked back at her. They were all gathered in her library, now, looking at her expectantly. It was quite a large and wonderful family to have. Most of the adults sat in plush chairs, or sofas around the fireplace and the children sat at her feet.
Her eyes twinkled. "All right, all right. What kind of story do you want?"
A dark-haired girl, probably no more than fifteen brightened. Her eyes were wide, and a beautiful cool deep blue. "Tell us about the family history!"
She raised her eyebrow elegantly. "The family history? Now why would you want to know about something as dull and ordinary as that?"
Roars of laughter were heard among the room, and someone called out, "Usagi-chan just wants to know our plain history, with all chopping-off of heads and the third-cousins' twice removed weddings that all us royal families have!"
She blushed a pale pink. "I saw a picture the other day, of the first Usagi before she became the Queen. I was wondering about her."
Her grandmother smiled. "Very well then- a story of our history we shall hear."
"Not one of her making Crystal Tokyo, Kaasan," advised a brown-eyed woman, who unlike most of the grown-ups, was sitting on the floor as well, her pale skirts spread around her. "There are far too many of those."
"So what story then?"
"How about one of both the king and the queen, before they were king and queen?" suggested a middle-aged man. He grinned. "I heard she was quite feisty."
"Hmm… I know the perfect story! It will be very short though, mind you. Perhaps too short."
"Why don't you tell another afterwards?"
"Fantastic idea! Now hush dears- YES, you are all my dears, as you are all still younger than I am, even you adults who think you are quite old! Once upon a time, our queen was called Usagi Tsukino, and she was going to school…"