Snippets of various scenes...

Disclaimer: Sailor Moon is the property of DIC in North America and no money 
is being made from this and no such intent should be inferred.

It's just a bit of fun.
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Posted because I'm either feeling sadistic...

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"I can't believe they did it to me again!" Jeddite raged, pacing back and 
forth in the common room. "Every, single, time, there they are with their 
stupid grins, and those blasted weapons!" He grabbed a vase and went to throw 
it across the room when Beryl's voice froze him in his tracks

"If you so much as chip that, dear, I'll make you castrate yourself," she 
said from her chair where she was mending a hole in Nephlite's tunic. The 
motherly queen of the Dark Kingdom glanced up at him, the lamplight 
glittering off her spectacles.

Jeddite carefully set the vase down.

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"So you see, Bunny, by multiplying two into fourteen seven times, you get 
seven." Bunny stared at her blankly. The Blue haired-girl blinked and then 
sighed. "Y'all got a pig pen and a run area," she said. "Iffen y'all want to 
excercise firteen pigs two at a time, you need to use the run seven times."

"Oh," Bunny said with a smile. "Why didn't you say so?"

"Er..."

Bunny shook her head. Amy Lynn was from up north, where they had things like 
Traffic Lights and she tended to use funny words.

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"What did you say?" Bunny demanded.

Melvin Furnuckle pushed his glasses up his nose. "Just that she can wrassle 
gators better then anyone."

Bunny glared over at the tall, brown-haired girl on the other side of the 
schoolhouse. "We'll see 'bout that," she growled. "T'aint no better gator 
wrassler then me."

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The five girls stared at the big dog seated on Mina's bed. 

"Greenland?" Raye-Ann repeated. She turned to the only other blond in the 
room besides Bunny. "Taint that where Farmer Cushburn caught that big trout 
that hangs in the general store?"

Mina blinked at her. "Nah. Greenland's where all them Emviriusmentalists are."

"Yer both wrong," Lilly insisted. "Greenland is where them little green men 
come from."

"Green Men?" Bunny asked. "The ones that carved Mister Jonson's cattle like a 
thanksgivin turkey one night last summer?"

Amy Lynn put her head in her hands groaned, and reached for the industrial 
strength Excedrin that lately, had been her constant companion.

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Author's note:

...or I've been spending too much time in the Photo Lab with all those 
chemicals.

Nah. No excuses this time. I am a bad, bad, bad man.

And I am seriously considering building a full-fledged fic around this idea. 
At least from "Amy Lynn"'s POV.

-Steve "Komodo" T.

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