The Sailor Sprouts Get Back Together

                               By

                            
                              
                        ChibiCardCaptor

                   chibicardcaptor@dellmail.com


	Rating: 'PG-13' for violence.  No sex.  No language.


This is a romantic adventure tale of the Sailor Sprouts, daughters of 
the Sailor Scouts.  The story is complete in one installment.  However, 
it uses characters introduced in "Sailor Scout Melvin," "The Sailor 
Sprouts," and "The Sailor Sprouts - Hotaru's Wedding, Final Battle and 
Conclusion."  A very brief SPOILER summary follows.  

Molly and Melvin were married.  The five Sailor Scouts came to them, 
dropping off their seven children to take care of, and bought them the 
Tomoe Mansion (all in Hokkaido, Japan).  The children, Mamoru, Junko, 
Kana, Kami, Yukari, Seira and Asami, had lived there for over ten years 
while the Scouts fought an enemy on Future Moon.  Then, the six girls 
and Melvin went to the moon and defeated the enemy; but Kana and Kami, 
twins of Ami, were killed.  Ami cloned embryos of them and implanted 
them in Molly, who was unable to have more children.  Molly produced 
new twins, naming them Kana and Kami, same as the originals.
	The daughters, now known as the Sailor Sprouts, returned to Molly 
and Melvin's home after a few boring years on the Moon, along with 
Chibi-Usa.  Junko had 'borrowed' Serena's Luna Disguise Pen, which she 
frequently used to turn into an eagle or a black panther.  They 
repeatedly engaged the "Dark Forces" in battle, and eventually defeated 
them.
	During this time, Molly produced two more twins, as did fifteen-
year-old Junko, all cloned from the original Kana's and Kami's ovaries.  
Finally, peace reigned, almost; and after high school graduation three 
of the girls went elsewhere, Chibi-Usa went back to the Moon and her 
sister Junko stayed at the mansion to raise her two girls and help 
Molly with her four.


Disclaimer: Sailor Moon is copyright (c) 1992 Naoko Takeuchi/Kodansha, 
TOFI Animation. English Language Adaptation (c) 1995 DiC Entertainment.




	Three years had passed since the combined Sailor Scouts, Sailor 
Sprouts and three sets of twin daughters traceable back to Ami and her 
late husband, Shingo-san, but born as clones implanted in Molly and in 
Junko, the second daughter of Serena and Darien, had been together.  
Junko was about to be married to her boyfriend of ten years, Douglas, 
Doug-ra-san as she called him.  Chibi-Usa, who had taken on a persona 
nearly identical in age to her sister Junko-chan, had spent the past 
three years on Future Moon with Serena, Darien and their growing new 
crop of children.  Darien had been imprisoned by the Wormholers for 
thirteen years in a distant galaxy and, with Serena, was producing a 
whole new family.  Their son Mamoru-kun, older than Junko by a few 
years, had married Machiko-chan, his high school sweetheart and was 
working for Melvin at Nakajima Ltd., but had re-located to Melvin's 
factory complex in Sao Paolo, Brazil, where he was apprenticed to the 
manager.
	Junko was equally attached to her own twin daughters, Hiromi-chan 
and Yuki-chan, now seven, and to Molly's ten-year-olds, Kana-chan and 
Kami-chan and Molly's younger two, Nobuki-chan and Chizu-chan, age 
seven, the same age as Hiromi and Yuki-chan.  She cared for all six at 
times, sharing the load with Molly, who watched all six while Junko was 
in town in college.  It was a hectic life.  
	She and Douglas had decided to be married in their senior year of 
college, but not to start a family until they graduated and he got a 
job.  He could live, however, there in the Tomoe mansion.  Junko 
explained to him that lots of nights she would be sleeping in the 
girls' dormitory, not with him.  They had not lightened security at all 
since the Dark Forces had been defeated.  There was still evil in the 
world, human evil, even though the magical evil had been destroyed for 
good, or so they assumed and hoped.
	In fact, for years they had had prowlers.  Once the four twins 
were out of the nursery, Melvin had combined three bedrooms into a 
little girls' dormitory so Junko, Hotaru, Ami or other visiting Sailor 
Scouts or Sailor Sprouts could be there with them.  Awake, the girls 
could be formidable, especially Kana-chan and Kami-chan.  But asleep, 
they were vulnerable.  Most of the time Junko would use the Luna 
Disguise Pen and transform into a black panther.  Her hearing and 
eyesight were keener in that form, and she could stealthily creep up on 
a prowler, scare the living daylights out of him and never see him 
again.  This happened all-too-frequently.
	However, a new threat bothered her.  A rapist had escaped from a 
Siberian prison, stolen a boat and sailed from the Kamchatka Peninsula 
to Hokkaido.  Junko had seen what could be this man around the Tomoe 
mansion.  He matched a newspaper photo.  She formulated a plan.  The 
next time there was a prowler she identified him positively as the 
Russian.  She slowly herded him towards a highway three kilometers 
away, by scaring him, growling and showing herself.  She had a location 
in mind, a bridge over a storm drain.  Her biggest fear was that he was 
armed, carrying a gun.
	She got him to just where she wanted him, standing on the bridge, 
nowhere to go but over the edge.  He drew a gun and was about to shoot 
her, so she sprinted, hit him with her full weight of one hundred 
kilograms, toppling him over the side where he fell thirty feet, 
landing on his head, breaking his spinal cord.  He did not die 
instantly, but was totally paralyzed.
	Junko, Panther, ran down to him as quickly as possible, before 
scavengers got there.  She clawed at his clothing and collected papers 
and a wallet.  She made a growling lunge at approaching scavengers, 
frightening them back, picked up the papers and wallet in her teeth and 
returned to the mansion and the six twins, where she de-morphed.
	Meanwhile the scavengers stripped the man of his clothing and 
possessions, leaving him for rats and wild dogs, which ate everything 
left of him, bones and all.  A slow drizzle removed even the 
bloodstains.  He no longer existed.  He was now a non-person.
	Junko went over the papers and confirmed her suspicions.  This 
was not merely a rapist or a pedophile, but much worse.
	Chibi-Usa arrived soon after that to help Junko prepare for her 
wedding.  Junko explained to her there was evidence of a ring of 
kidnappers of children, harvesting body parts from them for sale in 
Europe and North America, operating out of Hokkaido.  "Let's collect a 
live kidnapper next time," Chibi-Usa advised.  "We will --- interrogate 
him."  They both smiled evil, conspiratorial smiles and enlisted the 
aid of Douglas and Florien, Hotaru's husband.  First, they borrowed 
some handcuffs, leg irons and a stun gun from Security at Melvin's 
factory.  They only had a few days to wait.
	Junko, as Panther, caught a prowler, pounced, knocking him to the 
ground where he was handcuffed and shackled, then dragged by Panther 
into the basement.  They tied him to a post with his arms behind 
himself.  Florien, Douglas and Chibi-Usa took turns interrogating him.  
He had nothing to say.  He was as afraid of his employers as of these 
people.  Panther chewed on his ankle, snarled in his face and clawed 
his chest.  That was working.
	Then she sniffed the front of his pants and licked him there.  
Chibi-Usa got the message.  "Kitty is hungry," she said to the two men.  
"Take his trousers down.  Kitty wants to eat."  They started to open 
his belt buckle and he cracked, screamed, and said he would tell all.  
But just get Panther away!
	He told hem they would kidnap little children, a year old to 
teen-age, mostly girls, and someone else would take them to a small 
freighter that had been converted into an operating room and 
laboratory.  He said a word the ship's name sounded like, but that may 
have been a nickname or code name.  And that was all he knew.
	The four got their heads together, and looked at a map.  Florien 
said a ship might anchor on the lee side of an island for shelter from 
the wind and waves, but needed to be close enough to Sapporo for a 
helicopter to fly the new body parts to a private jet aircraft and be 
flown to Europe or North America.
	Next day Chibi-Usa watched the children while Junko morphed into 
Eagle, one of her favorite forms.  She flew to the group of islands 
Florien had suggested, Rebun and Rishiri.  There she saw a small 
coastal freighter at anchor, and a helicopter just taking off, heading 
towards Sapporo.
	She circled the freighter once, and then perched on its yardarm, 
watching for armed guards.  She had not long to wait.  Then, two men in 
bloodstained white coats came up on deck carrying a large aluminum 
container. It was getting dark.
	They started throwing grizzly pieces of flesh overboard, to the 
sharks, when Junko, Eagle, flew down and hovered, hummingbird style, 
close to them.  She squawked and squawked, looking for a handout.  One 
of the men smiled and threw her a piece of meat, which she caught in 
mid-air in her beak and flew off.  Bingo!  It was the hand and forearm 
of a child, about sixteen centimeters, or just over six inches long.  
That was all the evidence she needed.
	Yukari, Seira and Asami, the other three Sailor Sprouts, were all 
in or near Tokyo.  Chibi-Usa telephoned them, saying they had some tail 
to kick.  Sailor Sprouts in action again.  They were all back in 
Hokkaido in a half day.  Coincidentally, Ami transported from Future 
Moon and joined in the war conference.
	Junko explained.  "These butchers are kidnapping children from 
Japan, China, India, all over the East.  Some poor people also sell 
their children to the butchers.  Chinese parents are only permitted to 
have one child, so sell any extras for needed money.
	"They are killed, and their hearts, livers, kidneys, corneas, 
bone marrow, blood, everything that can be transplanted are flown to 
deep pockets customers needing a new organ.  The remains are fed to the 
sharks.  This ship will soon move on to somewhere else, like Sri Lanka.  
By keeping moving they stay one step ahead of the law."  She brought 
the child's forearm out of the refrigerator and laid it before them for 
emphasis.
	"This is human evil of the worse kind.  I want us to go as Sailor 
Sprouts to this ship, rescue any children and sink the ship with all 
the butchers on board."
	Everyone was game, ready for action.  Florien obtained a boat, 
covering his tracks in the process.  It had to be big enough to carry 
enough fuel for the trip.
	Before they left, Chibi-Usa said, "I almost forgot.  Our mother 
and Queen Serenity sent you this."  It was a belt with a jewel of 
Imperium Silver Crystal set in the buckle.  "You can now transform to 
Eternal Sailor New Moon.  You got your wings, girl.  No more Eagle."
	Junko was not about to lose Eagle.  She loved flying as a bird, 
but was glad to be able to fly as a Senshi with Sailor Moon and Sailor 
Chibi-Moon.
	"Last but not least," Chibi-Usa continued, "here is a new 
scepter.  It is plenty powerful.  You may need it tonight."
	They all went in two vans to the boat, just after dark.  Hotaru 
stayed at the mansion guarding the children with Molly and Melvin.  
They motored for a couple hours before they got to the ship.  They all 
had their roles memorized.  Everyone except Ami transformed.  "Chibi-
Moon Silver Crystal Power ... ,"  "New Moon Silver Crystal Power ... ,"  
"Mars Crystal Power ... ,"  "Venus Crystal Power ... ,"  "Jupiter Crystal 
Power ... ," and, in unison, "HENSHIN YO!"
	Florien piloted the boat to beside the freighter, and all five 
Senshi leaped twenty feet into the air on board.  Sailor Chibi-Moon 
went to the living quarters in the forecastle where she found five 
young girls imprisoned.  She burned the lock off of their cages with 
her scepter, led them back on deck, and made three flights to the boat, 
two with a child under each arm, and one with the last one on her back.
	Sailor Chibi-Mars went into the engine room where she blasted 
four crewmen and the ship's engine with a "Celestial Fire Surround!" 
attack.  The ship was now powerless.  She went on to search every room 
and compartment, but found no children, and joined Sailor Chibi-Jupiter 
in the stern.  There they both found six more little girls and carried 
them topside, and were met by Sailor New Moon who had been to the 
bridge, disabling the radio and navigation equipment.  She found no 
children there, but herded the Captain, the First Mate and the 
Quartermaster into the engine room, and welded the hatch shut with her 
new scepter.
	Sailor Chibi-Venus had gone to the hold, which had been converted 
into an operating room, where skilled surgeons were just ready to begin 
harvesting parts from a six-year-old. She did her "Venus Love Chain 
Encircle!" attack on the entire medical staff, chaining them to a 
stanchion where they could not escape.  She recovered three more 
children, tranquilized, ready for anesthesia and surgery.  She brought 
all four up topsides.
	On deck, Sailor Chibi-Moon and Sailor New Moon were making 
alternate flights, carrying two children on each flight to the boat, 
where Ami was looking after them.  They were all crying, terrified, and 
wetting their pants.  Douglas, who had learned diapering the hard way 
when Hiromi-chan and Yuki-chan were little, was cleaning children up 
and changing clothes as fast as he could.
	Back on deck, Sailor New Moon directed every Senshi to make 
another sweep through the ship.  "Open every door.  I do not want to 
leave a single child behind.  If you find any crew members, kill them 
or lock them in a compartment."  Away they went.  They were taking no 
prisoners.  Two more children were found, locked in airless storage 
rooms.  Four pregnant teenagers were found in the galley.  Sailors 
Chibi-Moon and New Moon took them to the boat on three flights each.  
Florien then piloted the boat closer, and the remaining Senshi jumped 
back into the craft.
	"Okay, sink it," ordered Sailor New Moon.  Florien interjected, 
"No overkill.  We do not want to attract any attention."
	So he piloted the boat all the away around the ship while the 
Senshi used their attacks to punch dinner-plate sized holes in the 
ship's waterline at one-meter-intervals.  By the time they got back to 
where they had started, the ship was clearly sinking; and they watched 
it go down, with the entire crew on board.  "Good riddance," was 
everyone's comment.  
	They all heard the helicopter returning from the airport at 
Sapporo for a new load of organs.  "Our turn," said Sailor New Moon to 
Sailor Chibi-Moon.  They both took off and deliberately flew into the 
landing lights of the helicopter, gaining the pilot's attention.  
Sailor New Moon then flew beside the chopper's tail and, using her new 
scepter, chanted "New Moon Revenge!" and knocked the tail rotor off of 
the aircraft.  It pirouetted out of control and crashed into the water, 
sinking like a rock.  The crewmen had no chance to escape.
	The Senshi all de-morphed and joined Ami and Douglas comforting 
children while Florien piloted the boat back to the two vans they had 
driven up in, and then they loaded everyone into the vehicles and drove 
back to the Tomoe mansion.
	Ami spent a few hours checking each child for immediate medical 
needs, and wisely put an identification band on each one's wrist.  
Yukari cooked some food and fed them all.  There were almost two dozen, 
altogether.  Eventually, they were clean, dry, well fed and asleep in 
makeshift beds.
	Over the next few days they identified nearly all of the 
children.  The babies who could not talk were siblings of older kids, 
who told them where they lived.  Seira-chan drove them home, the ones 
who lived in Hokkaido, and dropped them off in front of their houses, 
then drove away before she was asked any questions.
	Three were from northern Honshu.  Melvin flew them to Niigata in 
his corporate jet where Seira rented a car and drove them to their 
homes.  Of the remaining girls, three were older teen-age Swedes and 
one was a Dane.  All four were pregnant.  They had been captives on the 
ship for several years producing blonde blue-eyed babies for the 
adoption market. "Who was the father?" Ami asked.  "Just some guy.  He 
looked like us," she was told by one of the teens.  Asami-chan recalled 
a blonde hunkster in the operating room who fit the description.  "Nice 
work, if you can get it," were her sentiments.  Melvin had them flown 
to the Swedish and Danish embassies in Tokyo.  They had come from good 
homes and wanted to return.
	All in all, it had been an exciting adventure.  They were, 
however, left with a little girl, about three, who was clearly not 
Japanese, and spoke an unrecognizable dialect.  "She may be Indian, a 
Pakistani, a Bangladeshi, a Burmese, A Sri Lankan, who knows?  If we 
send her anywhere, she will be an outcast."  So Junko decided to keep 
her.  They named her Aruna; the seven-year-old twins all added -chan, 
so Aruna-chan she was.
	"We still have that doofus we caught prowling," reminded Chibi-
Usa.
	"Ami, could you help us?  Bring your black bag."  Junko took 
over.  The three went to where he was imprisoned in the basement, 
chained to a wall.  Junko had picked up a butcher knife from the 
kitchen on the way.  "Hold his right hand for me, big sister."
	"Right you are, little sister," Chibi-Usa responded.  Ami looked 
on, horrified, as Junko cut off the man's hand at the wrist while he 
screamed.
	"They have done this to thieves for centuries," she explained.  
Ami took several deep breaths, applied a tourniquet, cauterized the 
blood vessels and sewed the skin together.  She gave him enough 
Morphine to hold him for several hours and they then turned him loose.
	Junko watched him stagger towards the highway, then morphed into 
Panther and sprinted after him.  With a blood-curdling growl she batted 
him on the rear with her paw, giving him another burst of speed.  She 
returned, de-morphed and settled down on a beanbag chair.  She was 
falling apart now, and was defensive.  "Look, Aunt Ami; I was not borne 
this way.  I got this way fighting Wormholers, the Dark Forces, 
kidnappers and prowlers every few weeks or a month since I was a pre-
teen.  Those butchers all deserved to die.  So did this yo-yo.  With 
luck he will barely make a living as a beggar.  Everyone will know he 
was punished for being a thief.
	"Now if you do not mind, I have to get married in a week."

	Ami had been there and done that.  She knew how Junko felt.  So, 
she went to visit with her six twin daughter-clones.  Junko and Chibi-
Usa talked about the wedding.  She wanted it to be as simple as 
possible, to hold it in the ballroom of the Tomoe mansion.  They looked 
around, decided they could seat twenty-five guests, thirty at the most.  
Children could stand and sit on the staircases or kneel on pillows at 
low tables.  Junko was willing to wear a wedding kimono, but beyond 
that it was to be their own design.  And if she came from cleaning up 
after one of the six --- no, seven --- children throwing up she would 
be in blue jeans or white shorts.  She and Douglas had to start school 
in a few weeks; there would be no time for a honeymoon.
	Molly jumped in.  "Oh yes there will be.  You will never know how 
important being alone for a few days, at least, is.  Melvin and I still 
feed our souls constantly, from our memory of a weekend honeymoon 
together at our seaside resort.  I know you, Junko-chan.  You would 
settle for going to an upstairs bedroom for an hour and calling that a 
honeymoon.  Well nothing doing!  If you want to stay close by, go to 
the same seaside resort Melvin and I went to.  Stay a week.  You have 
money; we did not."
	They would do readings of favorite Japanese poetry, some material 
by Kalil Gibran, and even Judeo-Christian Scripture.  They chose a 
close friend, a Christian minister, rather than a Buddhist or a Shinto 
priest to officiate.  He was very flexible and would give them what 
they wanted.
	Chibi-Usa asked who she wanted to come; Junko answered, "Oh, our 
mother Serena, Aunt Ami.  Not Darien; he gets sick time and space 
traveling.  All the Sprouts, Seira, Yukari and Asami.  They are already 
here.  Some school friends.  Otherwise, just round up the usual 
suspects."
	Junko should have spent the week preparing, but was busy with her 
own twins and her new foundling Aruna-chan.  Aruna was smart and picked 
up Japanese rapidly from the other children.  She was moody and afraid, 
however.  Men terrified her, but she slowly softened to Douglas.
	Junko cornered Melvin one evening.  "The Japanese are the most 
prejudiced people in the whole world," she began.  "I want her to go to 
high school and college in the United States, Canada or Britain.  She 
will never be accepted here.  Those other countries are not without 
prejudice, but they are far more accepting than Hokkaido."
	"Don't forget Australia, Junko.  They started out as a penal 
colony, and accept society's rejects quite readily."  Melvin promised 
to work on her request right after the wedding.
	During the week, a trades' lady came from a local store with some 
wedding kimonos and shoes, which Junko absentmindedly tried on.  Molly 
and Chibi-Usa accepted the correct ones.  Junko was actually out of it, 
absorbed in her thoughts and looking after the girls.
	Ami returned with Serena the day before the wedding, and both 
promised to sleep in the girls' dormitory while Junko and Douglas were 
away.  The four Sprouts, Chibi-Usa, Yukari, Asami and Seira would also 
be around, so security was covered.  Junko and Douglas could enjoy 
their trip, not to worry.
	The next day started early.  She bathed, got dressed, and then a 
hairdresser and manicurist took over.  Dressing a Japanese lady's hair 
takes a while, and it did.  Hours, in fact.  Eventually it was done, 
and wrapped in a scarf until show time.  Junko continued with the seven 
little girls, helping clothe them in pretty pastel dresses, what little 
girls would wear anywhere; in Rome, Paris, New York, Atlanta or in 
Hawaii.  She stayed away from the ballroom at Molly's request.  Someone 
would tell her where to be and when.
	Douglas was to wear light beige slacks, a white shirt and a 
silver-blue necktie, no jacket.  They both were making one simple 
statement, fidelity to the marriage itself; purity, light colors, no 
black tuxedo.  Even though the rest of the world was sleeping with each 
other ever since junior high school, she and Douglas had not.  "I am 
really an old fashioned girl," Junko explained to Molly and the 
Sprouts.  "Except for killing and maiming and torturing kidnappers, I 
am really an old fashioned girl.  Oh yes, having twins before I got 
into high school.  And adopting a foundling a week before I get 
married.  Otherwise I am just an old fashioned girl."  Somehow, she did 
not feel so old fashioned, after all.
	The guests had arrived and it was time.  Three ladies played 
their stringed instruments softly.  Flowers were everywhere, having 
been flown in from Hawaii to supplement the Japanese flowers.  In the 
center of the ballroom was a round table that could have been borrowed 
from the Court of King Arthur. It was to serve as a dais.  She could 
imagine knights in armor seated around its circumference.  Three 
pillows were in place for Junko, Douglas and their minister.  They 
climbed up little stair steps and knelt, sitting on their heels.  
"There is no escape now," she thought, as the stairs were carried away.  
Chibi-Usa and Douglas's brother stood behind Junko and her man, as 
witnesses.  The five alternately read from the selected readings to the 
hushed silence of the guests.  The children were all seated on the two 
staircases, peering between the banister supports.
	As the preacher read from scripture, "Increase and multiply.  
Fill the Earth and subdue it," Aruna-chan walked out to the table, 
where Chibi-Usa picked her up and placed her between Junko and Douglas, 
and she knelt on her own little pillow, sat on her heels, and addressed 
them, "Mama-san, Papa-san."
	The preacher continued.  He referred to Kalil Gibran, and advised 
them to allow spaces in their togetherness.  He only knew Junko had 
duties, children.  They both had college to finish, and Douglas would 
soon have a demanding career.
	Lastly, Douglas placed a ring on Junko's finger and recited his 
marriage vows to her.  Junko then placed a ring on Douglas's finger and 
said, "To thee, my husband Douglas, I promise my troth.  Take this ring 
as a pledge of my fidelity.  With my body I thee worship."
	The minister then blessed them, congratulated them and said, 
"Okay, from here on out it is up to you two.  You have married each 
other.  May God bless you both, all of you and your family."
	They stood up, someone brought out the stair steps and they 
climbed down, carrying Aruna-chan between themselves.  All six little 
girls, Kana-chan, Kami-chan, Nobuki-chan, Chizu-chan, and Junko's own 
twins, Hiromi-chan and Yuki-chan came running out shouting happily, 
"Mama-san, Papa-san."  The six girls had been calling Molly, Ami and 
Junko, all three, "Mama-san" and Melvin "Papa-san."  Now Douglas was 
also "Papa-san" to every one of them.
	The guests all stood up and applauded.  This was the finest 
wedding anyone had ever seen, and it was not over yet.  For an hour or 
more Junko and Douglas greeted old friends, carefully sipping champagne 
or sake in very small quantities.  Most were close relatives, the 
Sprouts, Serena and Ami, and school friends from Crossbow Academy and 
their three years in college.  Nearly all of the males had been 
boyfriends of Yukari, Asami or Seira at one time or another, especially 
of Asami, Mina's daughter.
	Chibi-Usa worked the crowd, and suddenly ran into her old junior 
high and high school boy friend, Roger, the farmer.  His father had 
died; he was managing the farm, and his mother was trying to boss him 
around.  He had a toddler-age boy in his arms, and a pumpkinesque 
little wife, about seven months pregnant.  He was proud of his growing 
family and said to Chibi-Usa, "If you had married me, all of this would 
have been yours."
	Chibi-Usa was speechless for a second or two, and then saw a 
smile in Roger's eyes and one growing on his lips.  He was kidding her.  
"In your dreams, clod-buster.  In your dreams," she retorted, and 
hugged him briefly.  His round little wife laughed at that, and Chibi-
Usa took little Roger junior and held him for a while.  It was a happy 
reunion, and no one was displeased with his or her life.
	Junko and Douglas eventually began opening gifts.  They were all 
very nice; crystal, silver, linens, china, small appliances, just what 
newlyweds all need.  Then, with a grand, showy flourish, Melvin 
presented his gift.  It was the smallest gift she had ever seen, about 
the size of a disposable cigarette lighter.  Junko was totally 
bewildered.  She unwrapped it with Douglas watching.  Inside a tiny box 
was a key.  A key?  What did it fit?
	Melvin had spoken into his cell phone and drew Junko and Douglas 
over to a window.  A chauffeur had just driven up in a brand new Lexus 
four-wheel-drive luxury sports utility vehicle.  This was absolutely 
perfect for Hokkaido's harsh winters.
	The chauffeur came inside, gave Melvin his key, which Melvin then 
presented to Douglas.  They all continued visiting, and when a four-
piece combo came in, began dancing.  Seira-chan, Rei's daughter, sang 
several jazz numbers and a few torch songs.  She was every bit as good 
as her mother.  Junko and Douglas danced with everyone there.  She 
noticed it was getting a little dark.  Someone else was in charge of 
their departure for their honeymoon.  She did not know who.
	Chibi-Usa informed her and Douglas it was time to change to 
traveling clothes.  They went upstairs, and came down half an hour 
later with suitcases, and heard a noise outside on the front lawn.
	With a stagy presentation, Melvin announced, "Your chariot 
awaits, young lovers."  Outside was the corporate helicopter.  "You 
will be to your seaside resort in an hour.  A train would have taken 
three hours, driving even longer."  She could not leave without saying 
goodbye to her little girls.  She hugged and kissed all seven, said 
more goodbyes and they were off.  Serena, Ami, Hotaru and the Sprouts 
would take good care of everyone.
	It was difficult to talk in the noisy aircraft, so they both lay 
back, relaxing.  Soon they were at the tiny airport, and rode in a taxi 
to their hotel.  They registered, checked their room and went out to 
eat.  Neither had eaten all day, not even at the reception, they were 
so nervous.
	They found a nice restaurant, had a candlelit dinner and were 
feeling very, very mellow.  The seaside town was nice and quaint, on a 
harbor with hills behind it, covered with small cottages and crops 
growing.  Finally they headed back to their hotel, collapsed for a few 
minutes, and got dressed for bed.
	Douglas had noticed a troubled look on Junko's face at times all 
day.  "What is wrong, beloved?" he inquired.  "This should be the 
happiest day of our lives."
	"It is," she responded.  "It is just that life has been so busy 
dealing with the kidnappers, the butchers, sinking that ship with all 
the people on board, then cutting that man's hand off.  I hated doing 
all that, but --- I enjoyed it!  What is happening to me?  I love life, 
people, you, our children; but I actually enjoyed killing and torturing 
those people.  Oh Douglas, make the pain go away!"
	That was roughly what Douglas had in mind.  They turned down the 
bed and turned the lights off.  They not only made love, they were in 
love.  They not only came together, they were simply more together than 
they had ever been.  They would continue to love each other and be 
together for the rest of their lives.  Douglas discovered in Junko-chan 
a brief glimpse of a totally loving God, and experienced a foretaste of 
heaven itself, as all husbands do in their totally loving brides.  
Junko was right where she wanted to be, in the arms, bed and life of 
her new husband.
	Her experience both hating and loving to kill was not unusual.  
Most soldiers go through the same thing.  They later suffer post-
traumatic-stress-disorder, and may become totally dysfunctional.  Not 
Junko.  She had no time to waste on becoming dysfunctional.
	They spent their week touring the countryside, walking, 
bicycling, eating and just being together.  They took a harbor cruise, 
and also spent one day fishing.  They deep-froze a few of their catch 
to take back to the mansion.  They had a fine morning SCUBA diving and 
saw a nice collection of coral, sea plants, schools of fish, and 
shellfish.  Under-water was a beautiful new world they had never before 
experienced.  
	The week ended all-too-quickly.  Molly was right.  The memory of 
this honeymoon would feed their souls for the rest of their lives.  
After a few hours' train ride they reached the Tomoe mansion, and five 
of the seven little girls were all over them.  "Mama-san, Papa-san," 
they greeted, enthusiastically.  They were so happy to see them, and 
were all pretty in fresh little dresses.  Then Kana-chan and Kami-chan 
walked in, curtseyed and properly greeted them in near-perfect English.  
"Father, Mother dearest.  How good to see you.  Did you have a pleasant 
trip?"  The smaller girls were now laughing and giggling hysterically, 
rolling on the floor in a show of panties and petticoats!
	Molly, Serena, Ami and Melvin were all watching, smiling.  Melvin 
should have been at work.  Junko knew something strange was going on.  
Melvin beckoned, and presented Agatha, a dark-haired, fair-skinned 
young teen.  "Agatha is from Fredericton, the capitol of New Brunswick, 
Canada.  She is the daughter of a business associate, one of five 
sisters, and wanted to complete her education in Japan.  She is in 
junior high school, and I promised to put her through college if she 
would simply associate with the girls, especially Aruna-chan, and teach 
them English.  She is a fast learner and has already picked up many 
Japanese words.  All seven girls love her, and she has had a profound 
influence on them."
	Agatha greeted Junko and Douglas, curtseying and saying, "Good 
afternoon, Sir, Mum."  She was just formal enough to be polite, 
informal enough to be pleasant company.
	Junko returned the greeting, bowing, "Konnichi-wa, Agatha-chan. 
Duomo arigatou gozaimasu," then hugging her and kissing her on the 
cheek added, in English, "You are a wonderful girl.  Thank you for 
coming.  I hope you enjoy your stay, and like it here."  Junko could 
also be cosmopolitan.  She had, of course, studied English from early 
grade school, as do most Japanese children.
	The newlyweds settled into their new living quarters.  Melvin had 
hired a painter to redecorate the rooms vacated by Professor Tomoe 
after his death.  This would give Junko and Douglas basically a two 
room apartment, consisting of a sitting room, bedroom, kitchenette and 
bath on the third floor.  It was very nice, but Junko immediately 
engaged a Buddhist and a Shinto priest, an Anglican clergyman and a 
Shaman of no discernible denomination.  They blessed, exorcised the 
rooms with words, scripture, incantations, candles, incense, holy 
water, the clicking of prayer wheels, flower petals, the rattling of 
gourds and the ringing of bells to drive out any spirits or demons 
remaining after Tomoe's dalliances with the nether world.  Better to be 
safe than sorry.
	Before evening, Junko explained to Agatha that she frequently 
turned into a black panther and catnapped in the girls' dormitory for 
security reasons.  Agatha had been kidded by adults enough times in her 
young life that she took it all in, and pretended to believe it.
	Junko and Douglas retired to their rooms at about 10:30 p.m., and 
at about midnight Junko tiptoed down to the girls' dorm, changed into 
Panther and lay down, catnapping but alert.  Agatha came in stealthily 
in her night gown, checking on the girls, brushed past Panther, looked 
down and stifled a scream, not wanting to awaken anyone.  Junko, 
Panther, purred, then rolled over, inviting Agatha to stroke her chin.
	Agatha bravely did do, checked on the seven girls, then sat down 
on the floor beside Panther and stroked her some more before going back 
to her room.  They both had found a new friend in each other.
	School began a few weeks later.  Junko and Douglas were in their 
last year of college; the twins were in the second and sixth years of 
primary education.   They put Aruna-chan into a nursery school three 
mornings a week for social contact with children her own age.  Agatha 
entered the eighth year at Crossbow Academy and found the experience 
challenging.  She was not immediately accepted, but Melvin's money and 
local influence guaranteed at least partial acceptance.
	When she brought her first friends home it reminded Junko of her 
years at the same school.  It seemed like a lifetime ago, but was only 
seven or eight years in the past.  But such years, she thought, as she 
reminisced on defeating the Dark Forces as a Sailor Sprout, bearing 
twins cloned from Ami's Kana and Kami killed on Future Moon, and then 
defeating the butchers, kidnappers and dealers in human body parts.
	Agatha-chan brought home a terrifying story in November.  
Students were approaching her to buy drugs.  They knew Melvin had 
money, and figured Agatha could afford them.  They were the farthest 
thing in the world from her desires, but those people, boys and girls 
both, were insistent.  They made veiled threats.  Junko talked to the 
school principal, and suggested searching lockers or backpacks.  He 
replied it was worthless, they knew how and where to hide things better 
than that.
	Then, in a daring maneuver, she told the principal Agatha had a 
pet cat who could sniff out drugs, and would he bring in a police 
officer that had a few drug samples the kitty would sniff for training 
and then go looking?  He agreed and they decided upon the second class 
period the next day for the search.
	As soon as they hung up the telephone the principal threw his 
head back and laughed uproariously.  "Baka, baka, baka!  A drug-
sniffing pussycat?"  Next day, Molly drove Aruna-chan to nursery school 
and Agatha to Crossbow Academy leading Junko as Panther on a leash.  
They parked at the service entrance of the school and were met by the 
principal and a narcotics police officer.  Their eyes bulged open as 
large as teacups.  They were not expecting a 100-kilogram panther for a 
drug-sniffing pet cat.
	Nevertheless, they made the rounds of lockers.  On an agreed upon 
signal between Panther and Agatha she pointed to locker after locker 
and said, "This one."  The principal opened the lockers and found small 
quantities of drugs in each.  A gram of cocaine here and there, grams 
of marijuana, hashish and opium.  Two lockers yielded larger 
quantities.  They checked athletic lockers and found more.  They 
searched storage rooms and found more yet; a staff member was 
implicated.  They were soon finished.  Junko as Panther and Molly 
quickly left, leaving Agatha to finish her school day.
	Arrests were made.  Some students with small quantities confessed 
to possession and were simply expelled from school.  Those with larger 
quantities were holding for the actual dealers, whom they implicated.
	The staff member was fired, but for lack of evidence could not be 
charged with a crime.
	Junko did not think this issue was settled, and she was right.  
One of the girls caught holding for the actual dealers was kidnapped.  
Ransom was demanded.  Her parents paid the ransom money, but the 
kidnappers fled with the money and the girl both.
	Junko was wearing her new transformation belt, and morphed into 
her new Senshi form, "New Moon Eternal Crystal Power, HENSHIN YO!"  
This was the only time she had ever transformed into a Senshi without 
the others present, and she was uncomfortable.  She leaped into the 
air, wings flapping, and soon located the fleeing vehicle.  She 
launched an attack with her scepter; "Moon Scepter Power, Blind!" 
aiming a laser beam into the driver's eyes.  He could not see, and lost 
control of the car, which ran into a ditch.  As each person got out she 
stunned the person with her scepter, all except the girl victim, who 
was nearly unconscious from the trauma.  Sailor New Moon dragged her 
out of the car and loaded her onto her own back and took off again, 
wings straining, as the police approached.  She headed straight for Dr. 
Mizuno's, Ami's mother's clinic, where she de-morphed into Junko.  She 
asked the doctor to look after the girl, and have her call her own home 
when she regained her senses.  "And above all, you do not know 
anything, okay?"  That was okay with Dr. Mizuno, since it was totally 
true.
	The kidnappers were arrested, convicted and given light sentences 
and deportation since they were all foreigners.  However, they would 
never be effective as criminals again, since Sailor New Moon had so 
scrambled their brains and blinded one with her new scepter they were 
now dysfunctional.
	Junko arrived at college a little late that afternoon.  Her 
sensei asked what had happened, but Junko only answered that something 
had come up.
	She spent that evening with her children and Douglas.  She and 
her husband went to bed a little early.  She needed loving, and Douglas 
was there for her.  Ami had arrived from Future Moon allowing Junko to 
spend the entire night in bed with her Douglas, which is exactly what 
she needed and wanted.
	Next morning Ami looked at Junko, smiled knowingly, and said she 
thought married life agreed with her.  Junko did not argue, merely 
sighed, and was happy to hear Chibi-Usa would spend the winter holidays 
with them all.
	The next day, Saturday, they dropped in on the kidnapped girl and 
her family.  They were gradually getting back to normal.  The mother 
put her arm around her daughter and said, "Thank goodness, she is all 
in one piece!"  Junko, Molly and Ami all looked at each other 
knowingly.  'All in one piece.'  Truer words were never spoken.
	By Christmas season the new Lexus four-wheel-drive had proven its 
worth a hundred times over in Hokkaido's snows.  Compared to the other 
vans with chains on the tires it was a totally different driving 
experience.
	Chibi-Usa joined them all in early December and announced her 
plans to stay through mid-January, then visit her and Junko's brother 
Mamoru and his wife Machiko-chan in Brazil, and see their new family.  
The holidays were spent eating, sitting by the fire and skiing 
Sapporo's excellent slopes.  Agatha turned out to be a decent enough 
skier, and patiently instructed and coached the seven girls on the 
bunny hill.  The Lexus was invaluable, sometimes being used to tow the 
second van out of the snow.  
	All seven girls, Agatha, Junko, Chibi-Usa, Molly, and sometimes 
Hotaru and Florien's children spent many evenings in the basement sauna 
and pool, getting soaped down, hair-washed and sprayed off, and then 
swimming laps.  Agatha was slightly intimidated at first by so much 
nudity, especially with Douglas occasionally there, but quickly 
adjusted and enjoyed such intimate get-togethers.  Exhausted from 
swimming laps, they would then dry off, dress and have a late dinner 
or, if dinner was over, have a light supper or simply tea and a little 
hot chocolate or sake.
	If Molly were expecting Melvin at a reasonable hour she would 
bathe and swim with him, nearly always joined by Hotaru and Florien and 
their children.  It was a happy family group, almost more happiness 
than they could bear.
	Christmas was very nice.  With so much wealth around, gifts were 
usually small, personal and home made.  Each time anyone came from 
Future Moon they brought a sack of gold coins for Junko, two or three 
dozen on every trip.  Future Moon had vast treasures, and had collect 
gold from countless worlds, civilizations and ages.  They were 
difficult to dispose of for Junko.  How do you sell a coin made in the 
future in a country never heard of?  They needed to be melted down and 
sold as bullion.  But Melvin was providing everything, so Junko just 
kept dumping them into the closet or a bureau drawer in their 
apartment.
	The bottom broke out of the drawer from so much weight.  Douglas 
borrowed some glue from Melvin, who looked in on the repairs.  He was 
aghast to see a pile of gold coins in the corner, like last week's 
wash, and immediately purchased a safe for them and had it bolted to 
the floor and wall.  Eventually there were perhaps $10 million in coins 
in it, weighing almost one metric ton.
	Melvin himself still had most of the steel box of coins brought 
him and Molly over twenty years before by Serena, Ami, Rei, Mina and 
Lita when they purchased the Tomoe mansion and dropped their children 
off for over ten years.
	Junko and Douglas had planned to delay starting a family until 
after college, and Douglas had found a job.  Technically that was 
almost true, but Junko found herself pregnant by late February, looking 
at childbirth the following September or early October.
	When Chibi-Usa returned from Brazil she decided to stay there and 
assist her sister, Junko, until after the birthing in early autumn.  
School was hectic for Douglas and Junko.  Morning sickness did not 
help.  Being always tired, with a growing tummy, was not helpful 
either.  There were term papers to write, schedules to meet.
	Finally graduation happened.  Junko breathed a sigh of relief, 
but Douglas had not found a position in Hokkaido.  He dreaded moving to 
Tokyo or Osaka to find work.  Junko simply would not leave the mansion 
with seven children counting on her.  They and Chibi-Usa discussed it 
one day soon after graduation.  Junko pointed out, "Douglas, remember I 
am a Royal Moon Princess.  We have money, you know that.  You could 
simply be my royal consort.  You are good at it.  In fact, if you could 
put your consorting in boxes and sell it you would be rich."  He knew 
he was being kidded, and blushed slightly.  Chibi-Usa understood how he 
felt.  Her Roger had chosen against such a position, preferring to find 
a wife his equal and work the family farm.
	It was Melvin who came to Douglas's rescue.  "Douglas," he 
addressed him, "you graduated with honors.  I can guarantee you will be 
accepted as a Teaching Assistant while you work on an advanced degree.  
You may even be accepted as a faculty professor after a yearlong post-
doctoral position somewhere in Osaka or Tokyo, or maybe Australia.  By 
the time that happens the girls will be grown and in high school or 
college themselves.  Junko will no longer be needed here, at least not 
as much."
	It made sense.  The next morning he applied for and was accepted 
both for pursuing an advanced degree and as a T.A. at minimal pay.  
Still, it was the first real job he had ever had.  He suspected Melvin 
had paved the way for him.  After all, Melvin donated heavily to the 
school.
	Junko was scheduled for an ultra-sound scan of her unborn baby.  
"If it is healthy I do not want to know what it is, or they are," she 
told Dr. Mizuno.  After seeing wall-to-wall twin girls from the 
original Kana and Kami, through the six clones and Aruna, it was hard 
to think babies came any other way except female and in pairs.
	Her pregnancy proceeded normally, and on October 3 she produced 
not two, not three, but one little boy they named Douglas Jr. but who 
was instantly called Chibi-Douglas by everyone.
	The girls could have picked on him unmercifully or they could 
have spoiled him rotten.  Mostly they did the latter.  "Let me hold 
him, Mama-san," asked Aruna-chan.  She wanted him as her own little 
dolly.  The other six joined in bottling him, cleaning him up and 
dressing him.  They played with him, and as soon as he started crawling 
they were down with him on hands and knees on the floor.
	Life was exciting and happy.  By that Christmas Douglas was 
firmly entrenched in academia, taking courses, teaching classes and 
grading papers.  In six years he would become a PhD in computer 
sciences.  Then he could teach as a faculty professor, work for Melvin, 
or move himself and his family elsewhere.  Junko assured him that as 
soon as Molly's sets of twins were safe and could protect themselves as 
Senshi she would consider relocating.  Australia or New Zealand had 
their attractions, or possibly Canada.  She was thinking about Aruna-
chan and her need to leave Japan some day.
	But for the season, the moment, they simply observed Christmas 
with their family, Molly, Melvin and a large number of Sailor Scouts 
and Sprouts who drifted through, some staying, some moving on with 
their own lives.  

	Merry Christmas to one and all from the Scouts, Sprouts, Melvin, 
Molly, Douglas and all the children.  Eagle and Panther send their 
greetings, also.

                             The End


I hope you have enjoyed this story.  If so, you may want to read 
the other Sprouts stories, all in the ASMR library under 'Nankypoo.'  
Also there, are three more stories not related to the Sprouts, but 
quite entertaining.  I thank you for your interest and readership.

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