Chapter 18: Don’t Stereotype!  Pikachu’s Recipe For Justice!
    Lead Crow stared at Malachite.  “What was that you just said?” she 
asked, shocked.  What he said HAD to be a joke of some sort.  “I said, 
there is a new Sailor Senshi named Sailor Aurora.  And she is, strangely 
enough, a fat girl.  I saw her through Mystina-sama’s mirror,” answered 
Malachite.  “That can’t be!  Sailor Senshi are supposed to be skinny!” 
exclaimed Lead Crow.  “It’s true, as farfetched as it may seem,” said 
Malachite.  “If it’s true, then she should be an easy target,” smirked 
Lead Crow, an evil glint in her eye.

    “YAAAHHHHOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!  Let’s all go to the new bakery that just 
opened!!!” Usagi squealed excitedly, waving the newspaper around.  “Wow, 
yummy!  Maybe we can stop there sometime,” said Chibi-Usa, retaining her 
composure.  “Yes, sometime.  Right now, you have weekend chores to do, 
Usagi-chan.  If you do them well, I’ll give you some money to go to the 
bakery for a FEW treats,” said Ikuko, handing Usagi the vacuum.  “I’ll 
do them for sweets!” Usagi declared, turning the vacuum up to full 
power.  Unfortunately, she had it right over where Chibi-Usa was sitting 
on the floor, coloring, and a few crayons were sucked into the hose.  
“Hey!  Watch where you’re aiming that, Usagi!  You just sucked some 
crayons into there, you klutz!” scolded Chibi-Usa.  “Oh well.  I’ll just 
cut the bag open and get them out,” said Usagi cheerfully.  She grabbed 
a pair of scissors and sliced the vacuum bag, spilling what was mostly a 
mix of dust and Luna’s fur onto the floor.  “Now you got that mess on my 
drawings!  I’m going to my room,” snapped Chibi-Usa, grabbing the rest 
of her crayons and paper and stomping out of the room.

    Seiya sat on her bed, her brow furrowed in deep thought.  Who was 
that strange Pikachu girl?  And what was the deal with that strange 
obsession of hers?  The story behind her Senshihood was understandable; 
who said that Sailor Senshi couldn’t come in all body types?  But why 
was she attracted to Seiya so much?  Was it just the furrowed brow 
thing, or something else?  “And why am I starting to get attracted to 
her?  I have Hotaru,” Seiya said to herself, her brow furrowing even 
more.  She was thinking so much that she didn’t hear Fireball and Yaten 
come in.  “Seiya-chan.  Don’t furrow your brow so much.  It’ll give you 
permanent frown lines,” warned Fireball playfully, sitting next to Seiya 
on the bed. Seiya sprung up off her bed, completely startled and 
screaming, and crashed into her dresser.  “My...head,” she whimpered, 
pulling herself back onto the bed, her glasses knocked to the floor.  
Yaten gently handed Seiya her glasses back, and sat down too.  “What are 
you doing in here?  You’re usually the extrovert, like me,” 
said.Fireball.  “I just don’t understand Pikachu-chan.  Why does she 
like furrowed brows so much?  What’s a furrowed brow, anyway?  And the 
biggest question is, why am I becoming attracted to her?  I thought I 
loved Hotaru more than any other girl, but now I’m not sure,” explained 
Seiya, snuggling up into her pillows, a bit overwhelmed by her 
confusion.  “I can’t tell you how to feel, but I can tell you what a 
furrowed brow is,” said Fireball opening the often-unused dictionary 
that was on Seiya’s floor.  Seiya read the definition, still not getting 
it.  Snickering, Yaten put a hand mirror on top of the dictionary pages, 
showing Seiya her own expression.  Seiya shrieked, startled once again, 
and fell off her bed.  “What’s wrong,
Seiya-chan?  Scared of your own reflection?” giggled Fireball.  “That’s 
me?  That’s a furrowed brow?!  That’s an ordinary expression!  I thought 
she meant I had fur on my forehead!” gasped Seiya, finally realizing.  
“As for Pikachu, why don’t you ask her to go to that new bakery with 
you?  Maybe you can find out some more things about her, and she can 
taste Japanese sweets,” suggested Yaten wisely.  “Okay.  If you guys 
show me how to get there,” said Seiya gratefully.

    Soon, Seiya, Yaten, and Fireball were heading in their car to pick 
up Pikachu.  “Great!  I’d love to go with you, my sexy furrowed brow 
girl,” said Pikachu happily.  “Well, let’s go then, Pika-chan!” 
exclaimed Fireball, starting the car towards the bakery.  “Now, Crow, 
you promised not to let Siren mess this up, right?” Malachite warned.  
He and Lead Crow were at the bakery.  They had tied up all the usual 
workers, and were waiting for Pikachu to come.  “She’s not alive to come 
here.  Sailor Earth and Sailor Venus defeated her in PallaPalla’s 
dimension, remember?” Lead Crow pointed out.  Almost like a beacon of 
hope for the two villains, Pikachu, Seiya, Yaten, and Fireball entered 
their sweet death trap.  “Wow!  Look at all the sweets!  I’ll get the 
samples first!” declared Seiya, racing over to a sample tray of 
daifuku.  “No, me first!” countered Yaten, chasing Seiya.  “They’re 
mine!  I’m older!” Seiya retorted, shoving Yaten to the side.  “But I’m 
smarter and get better grades!” shouted Yaten, biting Seiya on the 
ankle.  Seiya screamed and threw the tray into the air, where it almost 
landed on Fireball’s head, but it seemed to stop in the air, then fall 
gently, as if it was being pulled by some other force.  “Seiya-chan!  
Stop that!” she scolded.  Suddenly, a beam of energy hit her, and Seiya 
and Yaten were tied up with a whip.  Lead Crow and Malachite stepped 
into the main area of the bakery.  “Come here, Pikachu.  Fat girls LOVE 
sweets,” taunted Malachite.

    “How dare you tie up those girls!  Aurora Rainbow Power, Make Up!”  
Rainbow lights flashed as Pikachu became her Senshi form.  Lead Crow was 
shocked.  “You...you’re still fat when you’re a Senshi!” she gasped.  
“That’s what I said!” snapped Malachite.  “You two are not only guilty 
of attacking innocently bickering customers, but you’re also guilty of 
stereotyping!  The rainbow represents diversity in all its forms, which 
includes body types.  I am Sailor Aurora, and in the name of rainbows, I 
shall punish you!” Sailor Aurora shouted, doing her Senshi speech.  
“Stereotyping?!  Aww, little girl.  Fat people, even ones with glasses, 
shouldn’t know what that even is,” purred Lead Crow patronizingly.  
“Stop that!  Aurora Rainbow Beams Blast!”  The attack hit both of them, 
disintegrating them, as well as the rope that had tied up Seiya and 
Yaten.  “Pikachu, you’re my hero.  But then again, Hotaru has also saved 
me...I’m confused,” said Seiya, continuing her earlier thought process.