Well, People have been talking about Unusual crossovers/fusions, So, I 
decided to share this with the list in general...  C&C is greatly desired...

Sailor Pan (A �Solar� Side story)

Notes, Comments, and Disclaimers:

(Yeah right, like anyone every really reads this stuff!!!)
This is one of the more unusual types of fiction out there.  To be 
blunt, it�s a work of fiction derived from characters developed for a 
piece of Fan Fiction.  Fan Fiction in turn uses characters from a TV 
series as the basis for their own story, which makes this a fanfic of a 
fanfic� (and does that mean that now I�m my own Grandpa?)

Now that I have you TOTALLY confused, on to the meat of the issue.  
Bluntly, none of the actual characters portrayed here are mine.  Most 
of the major characters are the property of the esteemed creator of 
Sailor Moon, Naoko T.  In addition, rights to the show itself are 
spread about among Bandai, DIC, and a couple of others who escape me.  
Those that aren�t were created by Ryan Priem, AKA 
Wolfbyte000@Yahoo.com.  The situations aren�t really mine either, but 
are taken from a work by J.M.Barrie, and were further modified by a 
certain very large Mickey Mouse corporation who has gained a bad 
reputation in later years of rabidly defending its character�s images�
The only characters used by Permission are Wolfbyte's.

I personally shan�t try to say where this story belongs in Wolfie�s 
continuity of stories, cause that�s his job.  Overall, though, it takes 
place AFTER most of the major stories involving Solar (Up through 
Fractured Suns) and BEFORE the events of Children of Fire and Light.  
Wolfie also gets equal credit for the creation of this piece, since the 
initial idea came from a conversation I had with him one night, and 
he�s provided a whole pot full of information about those of his 
characters that are used in the story.  Those of you who have never 
read his works, go to Tales from Sailor Moon�s Universe.

Thanks are also in order for both Wolfie, for letting me run with this 
admittedly silly idea and being patient when I wasn�t getting ANYWHERE 
with it, and for the various members of the TFSMU�s mailing list, who 
served as my valiant pre-readers.  Also thanks go out to my loving 
fianc�e and assorted other relatives, who have been tolerant of my love 
of writing in general, and were also kind enough not to say I was nuts 
for working so hard on this project.  Thanks are also in order for you, 
the reader, for deciding to read this, and double thanks if you�ve 
actually stuck with me through all these preliminaries instead of 
jumping straight to the heart of the fic.

So on that note�  ROLL FIC!!!

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Prologue:

�OK, everyone, let�s play outside for a while and give Aunt Raye a 
break!� Jason shouted to the assembled party goers.  In response, seven 
young boys and girls �yea�d� in response and tore out of the room into 
the afternoon sunshine with the energy of the young who had just 
consumed massive amounts of sugar.

In the wake of their departure, Raye Hino, Wife of Jason Hino, Mother 
of Rylla and Fierin, and Sailor Mars, closed her eyes and enjoyed the 
silence.  Today was the twin�s fifth birthday, and while from the 
children�s point of view it had been a rousing success, from a 
housekeepers point of view the living room of the living quarters 
behind the Temple on Cherry Hill was, to put it bluntly, a disaster 
area.  Paper plates with leftover cake and ice cream lay everywhere, 
along with scraps of torn wrapping paper from the twin�s presents.

Even in this, the different personalities of the twins showed.  Rylla, 
though excited, carefully unwrapped each present without shredding the 
paper, and placed the used wrapping paper aside for later disposal.  
Fierin, on the other hand, had effectively reduced the wrappings on his 
gifts to little pieces of multi-colored confetti; his unwrapped 
presents strewn about where he had been sitting.  

As Raye gathered the party debris into a trashbag, she reflected on how 
their favorite gifts reflected on the twins emerging personalities.  
Rylla was most excited by the gift from Charlie Anderson and his 
mother; a large book called �The Way things Work� and its accompanying 
computer CD.  Fierin�s had been the new Ranma action figure complete 
with Kung Fu grip, courtesy of Brett Ten�oh.  She wasn�t quite sure 
what to make of that, but then again she was probably reading far too 
much into it.

She straightened as she heard the shoji(1) behind her slide open, and 
then closed again.  Instead of the expected child�s voice asking her 
for directions to the bathroom, her husband�s warm arms encircled her 
from behind and drew her close.  Sighing softly, she snuggled back in 
his embrace for a long moment before pulling away.  �I love you too, 
dear,� she noted as she started collecting party debris again, �but you 
really should be out there keeping an eye on the guests.�

�You worry to much, dear,� Jason replied.  Raye didn�t need to turn to 
see that lopsided smile of his, she could hear it in his voice.  �The 
only guests on the grounds are the kids.  What could possibly go 
wrong?�

Fate of course, responded to the challenge immediately.  As if on cue, 
the sounds of children shouting and screaming mixed in with the raucous 
cawing of the temple crows filled the air.  �You had to ask, didn�t 
you, dear,� Raye observed as the two adults sprinted towards the 
courtyard.

In the courtyard between the living quarters and the shrine proper were 
the children, surrounded by a flock of irate crows, lead by Sol, the 
largest crow at the shrine.  Charlie was trying to shield something in 
his arms, Brett was swinging wildly at the swooping birds, and Fierin 
was trying to get Sol to back off.  No sooner than Raye and Jason 
entered the courtyard than Raye�s crows Phobos and Demios settled on 
her shoulders.  Each gave a loud caw at the circling birds, as if 
peremptorily issuing orders; an effect heightened by the other crows 
wheeling and leaving the scene.  Only Sol remained, and settled down 
onto Fierin�s shoulder.

�Thanks for the save there, Charlie,� Artemis said as he hoped down 
from the young boy�s arms.  �It would have been painful without you.�

�Would someone PLEASE explain what is going on here?� Raye demanded, 
her temper beginning to show.

�That over-pampered garbage disposal with wings over there,� the white 
moon cat explained, his glare at Fierin indicating Sol as the culprit, 
�decided my tail looked like a nice fat worm.�

�Bett not wanna hep, so I res�cud,� Charlie added helpfully, while 
Brett tried to adopt an air of injured innocence.

�An Sol thought he was unna attack�, Rylla added, shooting a poisonous 
glance at her brother.

�OK then,� Jason declared, noting Raye�s �I told you so� look.  
�Everyone back inside.  I know just what we all need at the moment!�

Though the assembled children seem crestfallen at that decision, they 
obediently followed Jason back into the living room.  Raye remained 
behind a moment with Artemis.

�But why are you here, Artemis?� the scout of mars demanded of the moon 
cat.

�Uhh.  Well..� Artemis began to blush.  
�MiriaisgoingthroughahugthecatphaseandIkindawantedtogetsomepieceand
quiet� he finally stammered.

�So you came here,� Raye noted, her tone less than sympathetic.

�Well, I kinda thought that with all the kids over for the party the 
crows would decide to go elsewhere till they left,� the moon cat 
observed bashfully.  �Guess I was wrong, huh?�

Raye�s look answered that without any need for words.  So, her decision 
caught Artemis by surprise.  �Come on inside, Artemis.  You can catch a 
nap till the kids are ready to go home,� she declared as she slid the 
shoji open.  Inside, the children were all camped out on the floor with 
their attention fixed on the TV where a movie was just starting.  
Behind them, Jason was quietly picking up the debris from the party.

As Raye moved to start picking things up herself, Jason intercepted 
her.  �You look beat, dear,� he noted in a whisper.  �Sit down and rest 
for a bit.  I�ll clean up.�  Raye started to object, but something in 
Jason�s eyes changed her mind.  Nodding in agreement, she sat down on 
the sofa behind the kids, a wave of exaustion suddenly sweeping over 
her.

�Peter Pan, huh?� she noted to herself as she began to drop off to 
sleep.  �That�s appropriate.  Sometimes Jason acts like he never grew 
up either��

(1) Those sliding doors made of bamboo and rice paper that you see in 
�traditional� buildings like shrines and the like.