Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Interview with the Outers ❯ Interview with the Outers ( Chapter 1 )

*cracks knuckles and sighs* Now. This story is property of Nep*. Steal it and I'll hang you by your toes from the Brooklyn Bridge....or something closer to Ohio.

*Disclaimer* What?! You're bugging me again? You're such an-- oh, disclaimer. *Reads long document* Ah. Ok. *Signs it* Sailormoon peoples do not belong to me. Sadly...they belong to a chick in Japan named Naoko Takeuchi.

Now, on wid da stor-ray! *Oh, geez....I'm a natural Fred Durst...* There'll be no indents 'cause this is a little bit confusing...

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Interview with the Outer Senshi

Here I am. At the apartment where the Outer Senshi currently live...I'm going to be-- turn on the damn camera!!

*Cameraman, Bob, turns on the camera*

*Drops her microphone* Turn the light off! You're blinding me!

*Bob turns the light tune down*

Sucker...*pushes her glasses back up on her nose as she regains her calm and pushes a button by the side of the elevator* We'll be visiting the Outers and asking them questions to--

Bob: You mean an interview?

Shutup! I didn't ask you! *gets into the elevator as the doors open, calling Bob with, and getting hit by the camera a few times* Sucker...

At the apartment....

*knocks on the door* Helloooo. *knocks again, louder* No one's answering..... Open up!

*Haruka opens the door, but she continues knocking, this time harder....and I think you can guess what happened...*

Haruka: Ma'am...uh. Woman! *stops knocking and blinks, totally and completely clueless*

Ah! Haruka! *turns to the camera and motions towards Haruka as she talks* This is Haruka, and Sailor Uranus. And she--turn the damn camera back on!

*Bob turns it on* And keep it on!

Anyway...*turns to Haruka, who simply looks at her like she's Pee Wee Herman on crack or something* We're here from the Channel 1,206 News Station to interview you and the other Outer Senshi. May we come in?

Haruka: Uh...sure. *backs away from the door, allowing Bob and herself to wander into the rather spacious apartment.*

Oooooo. Ahhhhh... *takes photos* Big balcony, glass doors, expensive stuff that simply screams to be knocked over. I could get used to this...oh, what I would-- Oh, Michiru!

*Michiru walks up, standing beside Haruka and looping an arm around her waist* We're here to interview the Outer Senshi.

Michiru: Ah. I see. Well, takes a seat on the sofa. And take off your shoes. There're slippers by the door. *Michiru motions to the sofa and the slippers by the door, while Bob hands the camera to Haruka, who glares at him, as he changes into the slippers*

Thank you, Michiru. *Also changes into slippers.*

*Bob takes the camera back from Haruka and walks around, getting a few closeups of Michiru's behind*

*Walks over and smacks Bob while he gets another closeup and allows Haruka to beat the crap out of him while she handles the camera*

*Setsuna and Hotaru walk out of the kitchen, both carrying plates of cookies, which they set on the table in front of the sofa*

Oh! *scrambles over to the other two senshi, successfully tripping over a cordless phone* Hotaru! Setsuna! *dusts herself off, and brushes a few strands of hair out of her face* I'm here to interview the Outer Senshi. And since your all here please take a seat.

*Haruka and Michiru also walk over and takes seats next to Hotaru and Setsuna*

Now..*takes a seat on a chair and whips out a little notepad, flipping through pages of doodles, including a flip cartoon of Bob falling into oblivion, until she gets to the questions that she plans on asking the Outers*

*clears her throat and smiles, then makes sure that Bob, a rather deformed and broken Bob, is holding the camera* On to business. Haruka, is it true that you and Michiru have a relationship?

Haruka: *blushes* Yes, yes, it is. And I'm not afraid to say it. *Haruka and Michiru hold hands* I just want to say that I love Michiru with all my heart.

*Grabs fistfuls of Kleenex and wipes away buckets of tears* That was so sweet. Oh..I'm gonna cry.

Bob: But you are crying...

Shutup! You just ruined a perfect depression moment...Sucker. Anyway...*clears her throat and straightens in her seat* Setsuna? Is it true that you're over 1,000 years old?

Setsuna: Uh, yea. And not a wrinkle!

Oooo! *squeals* Tell me your secret!

Setsuna: Well, everyday I put on this cream around my eyes and mouth. Then-- *Setsuna and her go on chatting for another half an hour, while Haruka and Michiru leave....to do...stuff.* (I have a very sick mind....I know...but hey, what else can I do? I'm bored...)

Half hour later...

*Haruka and Michiru come out of the back bedroom just in time to see Bob leave*

Michiru: They left?

*Hotaru, who was actually busy torturing the poor, defenseless cookies during the whole thing, nodded*

Haruka: Not much of an interview. Oh well. At least they're gone...

*The Outers settle down on the couch to enjoy the evening alone...with no one to bother them..until the next time a reporter stops in.....*

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Ok, ok. It sucked. I just got bored and decided to write a stupid story. Bwahaha...I'm such the comedian. *Sarcasm detected*

*Autobot reads the story*

Autobot: No Bunny Detected...

Sucker....