Admin-of-Death

It was a clear, concise night; perfect for comet-viewing as the Tsukino household prepared themselves in the backyard. The blankets were laid out, snacks set up with the drinks prepped, the two siblings already bickering up a storm as Ikuko-mama and Kenji-papa were watching them with amusement. “Usagi is almost an adult and she still finds time to act like a child,” Ikuko-mama said with a roll of her eyes, turning toward her husband as she sipped her alcoholic drink. Having only one glass just before bed, she was attempting to relax for at least for five minutes but the sound of her children’s arguing only grew in decibels. “Should we send Luna in there?” Kenji-papa joked, noting that their family pet was nowhere in sight. The two still lived blissfully unaware of their daughter’s alter ego. Of course, after having fought of Sailor Galaxia and saving the world and likely the galaxy itself, the Sailor Senshi have earned themselves a good, long

It was a clear, concise night; perfect for comet-viewing as the Tsukino household prepared themselves in the backyard. The blankets were laid out, snacks set up with the drinks prepped, the two siblings already bickering up a storm as Ikuko-mama and Kenji-papa were watching them with amusement. “Usagi is almost an adult and she still finds time to act like a child,” Ikuko-mama said with a roll of her eyes, turning toward her husband as she sipped her alcoholic drink. Having only one glass just before bed, she was attempting to relax for at least for five minutes but the sound of her children’s arguing only grew in decibels. “Should we send Luna in there?” Kenji-papa joked, noting that their family pet was nowhere in sight. The two still lived blissfully unaware of their daughter’s alter ego. Of course, after having fought of Sailor Galaxia and saving the world and likely the galaxy itself, the Sailor Senshi have earned themselves a good, long

It was a clear, concise night; perfect for comet-viewing as the Tsukino household prepared themselves in the backyard. The blankets were laid out, snacks set up with the drinks prepped, the two siblings already bickering up a storm as Ikuko-mama and Kenji-papa were watching them with amusement. “Usagi is almost an adult and she still finds time to act like a child,” Ikuko-mama said with a roll of her eyes, turning toward her husband as she sipped her alcoholic drink. Having only one glass just before bed, she was attempting to relax for at least for five minutes but the sound of her children’s arguing only grew in decibels. “Should we send Luna in there?” Kenji-papa joked, noting that their family pet was nowhere in sight. The two still lived blissfully unaware of their daughter’s alter ego. Of course, after having fought of Sailor Galaxia and saving the world and likely the galaxy itself, the Sailor Senshi have earned themselves a good, long