Lady Blackdragon ladyblackdragon@erols.com Strawberries or Chocolate PG 1/3 Strawberries or Chocolate Ohayo! Lady Blackdragon is in da house! (he he) Every once in a while, you come upon a title that has absolutely nothing to do with the story whatsoever. This is one of them. Boko o yoruse, minna! Anyway, This story is about Chibi- Usa being sent to the first season, in an absolutely hilarious plan of Pluto’s to avoid being bored. Chibi- Usa’s mission? Operation set up Usagi and Mamoru now in action. I was actually inspired to write about the pink-haired nuisance by Aarana Sky, and I decided to make her into a much more likable character. Over and Out I’m not sure which I like more. Chocolate or strawberries. I’m pretty smart for an eight year old, but I can’t decide on one of life’s toughest decisions. Chocolate or strawberries. Chocolate kind of melts in your mouth, very sweet- tasting, making your tongue feel as though its tasted a little piece of the great beyond. Strawberries on the other hand, don’t melt at all. You chew them, and if you stop to savor the motion, you can feel the sugary little seeds grind against your teeth very lightly as the red deliciousness glides down your throat. For those of you who don’t know, I’m Chibi- Usa. I’m here from the future. Pluto said it was to help Mamoru-papa and Usagi- Mama get together. But I know some things that aren’t related to strawberries or chocolates at all. I guess if you had to compare a matchmaker job to anything, you would have to compare it to grapefruit. Mamoru and Usagi hate each other, so how am I supposed to get them together? Grapefruit is bitter, even though its golden skin and sugary pink insides might fool you. Ever tasted grapefruit juice? Total yuckiness! It seemed like great fun at first, but then I tasted it. And suddenly, playing matchmaker didn’t seem so great anymore. But you know, some of the time, I wonder if grapefruit is bitter… to keep people from eating it. I don’t think God wanted matchmakers when he created the world; he probably didn’t count on people like Usagi and Mamoru showing up, and he most likely didn’t count on them being to stubborn to realize that they are so totally in love. Maybe it’s hard because they are supposed to get together on their own, and I’m not supposed to interfere. Oh well. Here’s what happened to me, when I got the raw deal on matchmaker duty, and my life turned into a bad episode of Jerry Springer. Total bummer Chapter One: The wrong Portal I suppose the first time I knew I went through the wrong portal was when walking innocently down the street, eating an ice-cream cone and I bumped into a tall dark figure with a large black coat on. Immediately, he started cussing fluently about his books, never mind that * I * was the one with cold strawberry chocolate (tee hee) ice cream all over the front of my adorable pink jumper. I cleared my throat, and when he saw that I was a little kid, he stopped cursing and blushed. I decide heck, I would rub it in. “And for your info, Mr. Cuss- innocent- little- girls- out- on- the- street, YOU ran into ME. ” I glared at the man, and when he bent over to look me in the eyes I near ly gasped. It was Mamo-chan! “You remind me of a baka junior high girl I know.” He said, and with that, he walked away. Baka junior high girl? He must mean Usagi! My gosh! “PLUTO! Where am I?!” I wailed. Suddenly, a tall woman appeared in front of me. “Small Lady, do not be afraid.” “But something isn’t right Puu! Mamo-chan isn’t the same! He’s all cold, and he called Usagi- Mama a baka!” “Well,” Puu started, “you did come back to the part of the timeline where Usagi and Mamoru aren’t quite a couple yet…” It dawned on me then. Mamo-chan because he didn’t have Usagi, and if he didn’t have Usagi, there was no me… “WHAT?!” “You have to work out a way to get them together, Small Lady. That’s why I made it so that you would go through the wrong portal. My mind whirled in frightening speed, conclusions and ideas whipping like hurricanes through my head. Puu smiled, her green hair whipping from the wind, loose strands flying every which way in a beautiful dance… “I think you can find them at crown, Small Lady. Ta ta!” Black winds sprung up from nowhere, and in mere seconds, Puu was gone. “Puu! You can’t leave me here all alone…” I whimpered, my ice cream melted into oblivion, neglected far to long to be in the round scoop shape I had bought it in. I felt the tears come suddenly, and they rolled down my face, the size of watermelon seeds, plopping on the cement so hard they flattened and absorbed on contact. Here I was, all alone, in the middle of the busy Juuban district, and Usagi and Mamoru didn’t even remember me! Soon my light tears turned to heavy sobs, and I felt myself sitting down on the warm concrete, finding myself to be VERY lonely. “Little girl, are you okay?” asked a familiar voice from behind me, and I jumped as a small warm hand planted itself on my trembling shoulder. I turned to see a familiar face and set of odangos behind me, and caring blue eyes looked concernedly at my tear streamed face. “What’s wrong? I’ll help. My name is Usagi. What’s yours?” “My name is… Usagi, too. Small world, huh?” I said, and I must admit I was secretly pleased with the shocked look on her face. “Wow! What a coincidence! Why don’t you come with me to the arcade, and you can tell me all about what made you cry, okay Usagi?” I suddenly felt a whole lot better. I felt the waterfall of tears slow up, and a smile tug at the corners of my mouth. “Sure!” I found myself saying. “And if you would like, you can call me Chibi-Usa!” “Well then, nice to meet you Chibi-Usa!” My eyes saddened slightly at this, but Usagi, giggling happily beside me as we walked to the arcade hand in hand. ‘Usagi… you already know me… I’m your daughter.’ I thought as the arcade doors opened and my ears started picking up the sounds of laughter and the humming of the radiator. ‘You already know everything about me… because I’m a part of you. Meanwhile, at the time gate Pluto looked through the portal, immensely satisfied with herself. ‘This is going to be absolutely hilarious!’ She was pretty proud of herself, for coming up with the scheme, she had to admit. One day, while suffering from a severe case of boredom, Pluto had decided she needed something amusing to do. And since TV’s weren’t allowed at the gate, she figured messing with peoples lives would have to do. “This, Setsuna,” she said, attempting with little success to pat herself on the back, “was a truly brilliant plan!” Now all she had to do was sit back, relax, and watch the show. *~*~*~*~*~*~* Awwwwwww! Ain’t that sweet? I was in the mood to write the first part of a story about Chibi-Usa’s point of view on Usagi and Mamoru’s romance, despite the fact that I completely abhor Chibi-Usa. Anime turned her into a total monster! Anyway, I plan on making this three parts; this one, and two others. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go torch a few banana- flavored laffy taffies in my basement! Ja Ne, Lady Blackdragon ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Now residing at a circus near you! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~