Sailor Silver Moon ®
 Part 2
 Do You Know What's The Day Today? ®

Chapter 1
May 3rd, 3:52 a.m.
Ochitsukiko
    I abruptly sat up in my bed, panting heavily, sweat streaming down my face.
    The window was open, and the night's chilly air was filling the room. It hit my hot forehead and wide-opened eyes, and I understood that I've had that nightmare again... The nightmare of how my parents had been killed... How I'd tried to save them... And how I'd learned that —
    The silence was shook with a frantic, terrified, and urgent, "Pi-pi!! Pi-pi!!! Pi-pi!!!!"
    The room was dark, but I could tell that it wasn't the alarm. It was something else.
    "Usagi!.. Get up right this minute!!.." said a tired and sleepy voice from the window.
    I felt my stomach turning cold. I've HEARD this voice somewhere... before.
    I reached over for the touch-and-glow lamp at the nightstand.
    Soft light engulfed the room. I looked at the windowsill. There was no one but a snoring black cat.
    I blinked.
    Usagi jumped up from her sleeping bag, yelped, "LATE!!!!!" plopped down the poor bunny-alarm — which wasn't pi-piing, by the way — and started yanking her school blouse up her feet.
    I blinked. Again.
    In the process of putting her arms into her tights, Usagi peeped at the clock.
    I peeped at it, too, just in case.
    It was as silent as a rock, but something was still pi-piing. Oh, and by the way, the alarm was showing 3:55. In the morning.
    Usagi cursed, dragged off her tights, and got into her sleeping bag, still wearing the blouse on her feet. "It's just my tamagotchi!.." she muttered to nobody in particular.
    "And what does your tamagotchi need this time?.." asked the same low voice from the window.
    I slowly peered in that direction. There was just a napping black cat...
    'Okay, relax, relax,' I told myself. 'It's just a sign of your depression, girl...'
    Came a muffled reply from Usagi: "Luna, please, my tamagotchi needs a bath... I mean, push some buttons, whatever, I don't know..."
    I couldn't possibly understand it. She's asking her cat to give her tamagotchi a bath at four in the morning???..
    The lunatic asylum.
    Okay, it would be incredible if the cat would accomplish whatever her master had asked her.
    Come on, Ochitsukiko, you gotta have some sleep, otherwise you'll get crazy.
    So I stretched out my hand to touch the lamp. When...
    The cat mumbled something that sounded like, "Nyao, nyao!" (On the other hand it sounded like, "Damn ya, Usagi!") Then the animal leaped to the desk, grabbed the red tamagotchi with its front paws, fussed with the buttons, sweared (or maybe that was just another 'nyao'), sprang back onto the windowsill, and the poor tamagotchi uttered its last yelp of agony before being hurled into the dark night.
    The cat sprawled at the sill and began snoring.
    I switched off the lamp and took Ginko into the bed with me. Doctors say that cats are supposed to calm people. At least Ginko always does that. I mean, calm me.

May 3rd, 7:25 a.m.
Ochitsukiko
    "Usagi!! Don't you want to get up??"
    My eyes flew open — to see huge brown ones staring at me.
    The black cat, named Luna, who had last night thrown the tamagotchi out of the window, was sitting on me and shouting something about, 'Do you remember what's the day today?'
    To not get insane, my mind decided I should pass out.

May 3rd, 7:27 a.m.
Luna
    Oi. That wasn't Usagi I was sitting on. It was her cousin, Ochitsukiko, who had just blacked out.
    Am I so scary or what??
    Oh, well.
    Then suddenly, I found that King Kong (a.k.a. Ochitsukiko's white cat named Ginko, whom Usagi had renamed 'King Kong') gaping at me from the pillow.
    I grinned at her: "Boo."
    King Kong's eyeballs really fell out this time, and with a frantic, "Nyao!!!?" she popped out of the window.
    Hehe.
    Time to wake Usagi up!
    I jumped down at her.
    She kept on sleeping.
    "Ahem!" I cried into her ear.
    By the way, it was dirty.
    I mean, the ear.
    Suddenly, Usagi snored at top of her lungs right into my face.
    I've almost had a heart attack.
    Then I again shrieked into her (dirty) ear: "HEY, YOU! WAKE UP!!"
    Usagi just went on snoring there.
    "USAGI!!!"
    "Huh?.."
    "Well, maybe you'll get up at last?" I asked, hinting.
    "What's up?.."
    "It's the opposite direction of the pull of gravity," I smirked.
    "HUH?"
    "Do you know what's the day today?"
    "Third!" she immediately spat out.
    "Of what?" I helped her.
    "May!"
    "And?.." I prompted.
    "What time's it?"
    "7:29."
    "Auugghhhh!!! LATE!!!" Usagi flapped her eyes open and started running out of her sleeping bag, but got tangled up with the blouse on her feet and collapsed down onto the floor.
    "Darn it!" she scrambled up and ran to her closet, found a dirty (just like her ears), un-ironed skirt with a hole at the right knee, pulled it on halfway, then her stare fell at the calendar hanging on the wall: the third of May.
    Next second Usagi was back in her bag: "Luna! Are you NUTS?! It's Sunday!! I waited for this day for a whole week!.. Don't ya dare to wake me up till eleven, got it?"
    Oh, great! Just great! She forgot!
    I sullenly trotted out of the room and cast one last glance at Usagi, hoping she will finally remember. But she was curled up into a ball, already back to her thunderous snoring.
    As I started down the stairs, I really hoped that the girls know what's the day today...
    I heard the sound of a door slamming and next second Minako, Rei, Makoto, and Ami clattered up the stairway herd-like... and over me.
    "Girls!" I hoarsed out.
    "Oh, yeah!.." They whirled around. "Morning, Luna! What are you doing here?"
    I wrinkled my whiskers in disgust: "You mean, why on earth would I be in the place I live?"
    They were confused. "Uh, yeah, right..."
    "And what are YOU doing here?" I asked.
    Rei folded her arms: "You mean, what the heck we're doing at our friend's house?"
    Grrrr... Nice one, Rei.
    "And, well... We... We are... Well... uh..." Ami started to explain.
    Makoto came to the rescue: "Yeah! We want... umm..."
    It was Minako's turn: "Well... we want Usagi to... uhh... um..."
    Rei shot them a dirty look and finished: "...to get out of bed and go shopping!"
    "Shopping?.." I mean, since when people go shopping at seven o'clock Sunday? "Oh... um...you know what's the day today?" I asked hopefully.
    They exchanged looks.
    "It's the third of May, Sunday," said Rei. "Luna, did you get it from Usagi? Forgetting simple things, I mean."
    "No, I guess it was you who got it." I marched downstairs.
    And there, I found Artemis in the middle of a criminal scene — he was hunting Tsukinos' fridge for... celery. (Yuck!!)
    I decided to get straight to the business: "Artemis, do you know what's the day today?"
    Artemis spun around, hurriedly crashed shut the fridge, caught his tail into it, yelped, the chewed-up celery fell from his mouth, and he went like, "Huh??"
    Idiot...
    "I asked you, what's the day today?"
    "Day?.. Ah!.. It's..." Artemis peeked at the daily newspaper he was holding under his paw. "It's May third, Sunday. Why do you ask? You forgot?.. I thought there's a calendar in the kitchen..."
    The next thing he saw was my paw, as it clawed his face (gory chunks, lots of blood, and stuff, I mean).
    Four bright lines went from his ear to his chin.
    "Luna!!!" he sobbed, clenching his cheek. "What did I do??"
    I left him one-on-one with his stupidity and was gone out of the front door.

May 3rd, 7:58 a.m.
Artemis
    She's crazy! Luna, I mean. What the hell did I do?? Maybe I told her the wrong date?.. Or maybe, it's just PMS??..
    I decided to check it out on the calendar in the kitchen.
    There, big bold letters said: 'May'.
    So the month's right...
    And there was the date: 'third, Sunday'.
    The date's right, too...
    To be one hundred percent sure, I took a fast glance of the counter clock.
    Third of May.
    So everything was right!
    What's wrong???
    I touched my burning cheek.
    I looked at the calendar again. There, the third date was circled by a neon-pink marker.
    And Usagi's handwriting checked that date.
    Ahhh!.. So I was right! That was it!!
    I ran upstairs: "Hey, guys!! Do you know what's the day today??? Guys!!!"

May 3rd, 7:41 a.m.
Ochitsukiko
    "Hey!! Usagi!!! WAKE UP, I SAID!!!!!"
    I opened my eyes as someone slapped my face.
    "Ow!" I cried and saw... no, not Usagi's cat. But some black-haired, violet-eyed girl who kept yelling something about, 'Tear your lazy butt off the bed and let's go!'
    I blinked. "Where to???"
    The girl rolled her eyes: "Don't ya remember? We were saving money for three months to buy Luna a new walkman!"
    WALKMAN??.. For a CAT???..
    I didn't get it, I absolutely didn't.
    "Uh, Rei?.." said a short black-haired girl, addressing the one that was slapping me.
    Rei turned to her: "Yeah?"
    "Well..." The girl uncertainly glanced at me. "I suppose that we... that we had mistaken Usagi-chan for yet another young woman."
    I found myself surrounded by four girls. Rei, the short-haired one, a blonde, and a towering reddish-brown-haired one. I just noticed them because they all were staring at me.
    Am I exposed????..
    I pulled the covers over my chest (actually, I was in a nightgown, but that's besides the point).
    The girls leaped away from me.
    A shaggy-headed someone sprang up from the floor: "Who the hell stepped on my butt?!?!!"
    The blonde girl gaped at her. "Oh, there you are, Usagi! Sorry!"
    "Um..." Rei nervously looked at me, then back at Usagi. "Come on, come on! We gotta go shopping, remember?"
    "SHOPPING!! YEA!!! Just a sec!!!!!"
    In exactly three seconds, Usagi was up, dressed, and washed away along with her friends.
    The madhouse.
    I felt my bed around for Ginko. I needed to calm myself down...
    But there were no tracks of her.
    Then through the loud robin's chirping, I heard a pitiful and tired, "Nyao!.."
    I jumped off the bed and to the window. There was my beloved kitty, clinging for her dear life by hanging down from the tree branch three meters (ten feet) above the ground.
    When she saw me with big, brown, tearful, pleading eyes, she let out another pitiful, "Nya!.." (I figured out she couldn't even finish her cry of soul.)
    Maybe I, too, should buy her a walkman, so that she wouldn't roam around at night?..

Chapter 2