Pretty Pilot, Gundam Moon
A spamfic fusion by the Scriviner

	The lights of the city form a pastiche of earthbound stars. Like a
brooding shadow, Tokyo tower rises in the distance, crowned and limned by
light. The hustle and bustle of the city as it shifts from the sounds of
the day, to the hum of the night. This is Tokyo. A great place to live. If
you can afford the insurance premiums. Particularly the 'monster attack and
acts of God' clauses. Case in point:
	Downtown Tokyo.The sounds of the city are broken by sudden screams 
and the crash and crush as a giant monster rampaged through the streets. 
Not that this didn't happen so often, that a leading form of suicide in 
the city was to run out into the street screaming and trying to get a 
monster's attention so it'll stomp on you. Hopefully before the heroes 
arrive to soundly trounce it. As usual. Yes, definitely a typical night 
in Tokyo.
	A boy, his brown, waist length hair bouncing around behind him as 
he ran towards the carnage. He was about fourteen and was dressed in a 
public school winter uniform. While it wasn't unusual to find people 
running TO the scene of destruction, they were either suicidal, out 
looting, or into that sort of thing. You know� INTO that sort of thing 
(wink, wink, nudge, nudge). He wasn't. If anything, he'd much rather 
have stayed at home, but the cat was insistent. Did we mention the cat? 
Oh, yeah� it was a fairly non-descript little black cat. The only marking 
it had was a small cresent moon shape on its forehead. 
	The cat stopped as they were halfway down an alley and looked over 
her shoulder, "Duo! Will you please hurry up?!" Yes. The cat was definitely
talking.
	The boy, Duo, was breathing hard and leaning against a wall, "Look, I 
just ran twenty blocks, gimme a break willya?!"
	The cat sniffed, "Well we would've gotten here sooner if you'd simply 
transformed early on."
	The boy frowned, "Look, I'll buy into this whole protector of the 
moon kingdom thing of yours, sure� but I'm NOT using the thing any sooner 
than I have to!"
	The cat sighed, "Suit yourself. But sooner or later you'll have to
transform!"
	Duo sighed, "Fine, fine. I think this is close enough, so I don't 
have to embarrass myself too much." The sounds of destruction were definitely
getting closer.
	"So transform already!" The cat shouted at him�
	Duo grumbled as he pulled a largish pen out of his pocket. It was 
white and topped with a golden cresent moon. It was the kind of pen one 
usually found in the hands of young girls who found them cute. Honestly, 
though if any of his friends found out he had one of these pens, he'd never 
live it down. Let alone if they found about the OTHER secret.
	He raised the pen above his head and sighed once more. This was just 
too embarassing!
	He lifted his head and shouted, "MOON GUNDAM TRANSFORMATION!"
	The pen flew out of his hands, rising straight into the air as it 
began the mind twistingly complex process of unfolding itself from a pen,
outwards, pulling the rest of it's substance out of the interdimensional
space where most of the extra mass was stored. That wasn't all.
	Duo suddenly rose into the air and began to spin around slowly� the 
light around him intensified, then solidifying into ribbons of light as his
clothes dissolved into motes of light. The ribbons wound themselves around
him, creating a new set of clothes as they wove into each other's substance. 
	The pen finished unfolding into a gigantic white robot. It's build was
vaguely feminine, enhanced by the fact that  the armor around the mecha's
hips was of blue metal which resembled nothing so much as a blue miniskirt.
At the mecha's chest (which gave the impression of feminine roundness) the
reddish housing for the primary lasers looked like a ribbon. And the legs
of the mech looked really like they were wearing high cut high heeled
boots. On it's head were a pair of long, yellowish armatures, attached to
ball sockets, which served as a communications array, sensors, and housed
masses of missles. Unfortunately they looked like pigtails.
	Duo's own transformation completed itself just as the light began to 
fade. He was now wearing a white outfit, with a vaguely military cut, trimmed 
in gold and rose. His braid was now woven through with gold thread and tied
off with a rose colored ribbon. It looked very elegant. And in Duo's
opinion, very embarrassingly girly.  
	Duo grumbled, "Let's get this over with."
	"Well? Get in!" The cat urged.
	"Moon Gundam Access!" Duo called out with rather less enthusiasm.
	A golden beam erupted from the mecha's forehead, around the point where
the mecha seemed to be wearing a tiara. Duo vanished from where he stood
and reappered in the mecha's extradimensional cockpit. He grabbed the pink
colored controls and checked the heart shaped gauges and meters. Everything
was optimal. Such as it was. 
	He turned the mecha to look at the cat, "Okay, Luna. You stay here. 
I'm off to kick some monster bu--"
	"Watch your language! You're supposed to be a role model for people!"
	Duo grumbled, "I'd feel a lot better if I weren't stuck in this girly mech."

	The monster meanwhile was having a fun time in the city. Death,
destruction, unbridled carnage! Whee! It was in the process of munching
happily on another Honda Civic and thinking idly that it needed more
ketchup, as the feminine white mecha rose from behind some buildings and
landed facing it squarely. 
	"WHROOH?!" the purplish dinosaur shaped monster hooted. This could've 
been roughly translated to 'I say, who are you, miss?'
	The mecha began posing and moving around. Inside, Duo held a quick
conversation with Luna over the cutesy pink and pastel yellow radio.
	"Do I have to do the spiel?"
	"It's part of the job, so will you please stop complaining and just do 
it?"
	"I really need to get a replacement� maybe an angel of death mech or
something--"
	"Look, enough complaining and just do it!"
	The external speakers of the mecha kicked in and Duo's voice (filtered by
the kawaii (TM) computers to sound like a young girl's voice) came out. "I
am the warrior of love and kindness, who pilots the beautiful and mighty
Gundam Moon! For eating other people's property, raising insurance rates
and making me come down here while I was watching TV, you must be stopped!"
He had to stop for a moment, because he really hated saying the next part.
Everyone else thought it was just a dramatic pause, "In the name of the
Moon, I will punish you!"
	The crowds cheered. Duo was embarassed. The battle was joined. Of
course, we all know who won.

The end (possibly for now)

Notes:
   This is an old idea, but I was bored and I had access to a laptop while
bored. This is about all I'm writing of this... unless this gets really
good responses. ^^;
   If anyone is curious, I'm still working on EVERYTHING that's still in 
production on my webpage, one way or another. The one getting the most
attention recently however are three things, the Loveletters from the Edge
lemon side story, the That's 1/2 My Goddess Part 10 (at long last) and
okay, four, sorry... it's a toss-up between Black Moon Crisis Chapter two
or Nibunoichi Muyo Part two. I have no idea how soon I'll finish any of 
them, although any prodding for particular stories may spur me on. A little.
Heh. ^^;

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