Chocolate Syrup Overdose

[Carmione]

Chocolate Syrup Overdose

Rating: G

Summary:Mamoru just consumed an entire bowl of chocolate syrup. Usagi is just plain hyper. What's it like to see two supposed enemies on sugar highs together? (This story is also at fanfiction.net [http://www.fanfiction.net/read.php?storyid=1342762] if you'd rather read it there).

Disclaimer: I own Sailor Moon in no way whatsoever.

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Chapter One: Don't Try This at Home

Mamoru walked into the arcade and mumbled as he heard the annoying little bells jingle. He was glad the history test was over, but was still stressed out about it.




"Hey Mamoru!," Motoki yelled over to him.




"Hey Motoki," he replied,"I need a cup of your strongest coffee, and a large bowl of chocolate syrup, please."




"What are you going to do with all that chocolate?"




"You'll find out."




When Motoki sat the chocolate and coffee down in front of him, he gulped down half of the chocolate and poured part of it into his coffee.




"WOW," Motoki exclaimed, his eyes huge.




After drinking down the rest of his chocolate, he felt much better.




"What was that for?," Motoki asked Mamoru, still in shock.




"Huge, huge test today, really, really stressed out, and you don't even wanna know what's gonna happen once this sugar gets in my body."




"Uh, OK? I guess....whatever.....I gotta go serve that table over there now, see ya later Mamoru!"




"See ya, see ya!"

Just then, the one and only carefree Meatball Head walked in, more like stumbled, actually. Her friends were right behind her. She was laughing like crazy, and everyone turned to stare at her. She raised her head for a moment, stopped laughing, saw everyone staring at her, and started laughing again. When she looked at Mamoru, he started laughing out loud, too.




"What's she doing? What's so funny?," Mamoru asked between laughs.




"Don't worry, it's just a sugar high. Very normal for someone like her, don't worry about it. Hey......looks like you're on one, too. Uh-oh.....," Ami said.




Motoki walked up and said, " Um, what's their problem?"




"Sugar high," the girls said in unison.




"Oh..."




Then Minako started babbling away,"The only bad thing about a sugar high is that they're liable to do anything. Anything. I know from experience. Anything!"

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[Carmione]

Chapter 2: A Nice Safe Family Environment

10 minutes later.... "One, two, ... buckle my shoe!! Three, four... look at the door!! No, that's not right...," Mamoru said to Usagi, who was sitting at a table with him.




She seemed to have calmed down a bit, but still had a huge grin on her face.




"Is that right?," he asked.




"I think you're supposed to knock on the door," she told him, and then appeared to go into deep thought about the rhyme. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~




At the table beside them, Ami, Minako, Makoto, and Rei were trying to figure out why Mamoru was still hyper.




"Maybe his body can't take the sudden blast of sugar?," Ami said.




She was unnoticed, though, because the other three girls were too far into their own thoughts.




"Or maybe h--," Ami tried to say, but was cut off by Minako.




"Oh no! What if the sugar killed his smart brain cells and he'll be like this forever and never be smart again and have to live on the streets!," she said in a rush.




"Oh, Minako, that's ridiculous! As I was saying --," Ami tried again, but was cut off once more.




"Remind me to never feed Mamoru chocolate again!," Motoki, who had just walked up to the table, said. "Here are your milkshakes! 2 vanillas for Ami and Minako, 1 strawberry for Rei, and 1 chocolate for Makoto."




"Um...is that the same kind of chocolate you gave Mamoru??," Makoto asked with a questionable look on her face.




"Well, yeah. We've only got the one kind!," Motoki said. "I'm suddenly not so thirsty for chocolate... I'll just have a water, thanks," Makoto told him.




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At Mamoru and Usagi's table, it seemed that Usagi was normal again. Mamoru, on the other hand, was still quite over-happy.




"Oh! Barbies!," he half-squeaked as a little girl walked by with her mother. She had a blonde Barbie doll in one hand, and a Ken doll in the other.




"Can I play?," Mamoru asked her in a small voice.




He looked sad when the mother practically dragged the little girl out of the arcade, muttering something like 'yeah, right, a nice safe family environment' and 'what is the world coming to.'




" Usagi, why wouldn't she play with me?," Mamoru asked with a sad voice.




"Don't worry, I'll play with you, Mamoru. Come on, let's go!," Usagi said after a moment.




She couldn't stand to see someone so sad, even though Mamoru usually was mean to her. She kind of liked the change in him. She grabbed his hand, and they walked out of the arcade together, with Usagi's friends staring after them with wide eyes and open mouths.




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[Carmione]

Chapter 3 - Shophopping!




Seeing a teenage girl standing in the middle of the overly pink Barbie aisle might not be too strange a sight to see. But when you see an almost full grown man standing beside her, looking just as, if not even more, interested in the dolls, you might have something to worry about.

Usagi knew they were getting a few stares, but tried to ignore it. Mamoru probably hadn't noticed, and seeing as how he was in a childlike state of mind at the moment, she didn't want to let his feelings get hurt by telling him that some people thought they were strange.

"Usagi! How about this one? ," he called over to her, pointing at a Barbie in a wedding dress. "She's so pretty!"

"Hmmm, alright! But don't you think she'll need a Ken doll? ," Usagi replied.

"Probably, but I don't like these Ken dolls. They all look funny," he complained.

"Well, here. This one is different. He has black hair; in fact, he looks almost like you! ," Usagi said in hopes of cheering him up.

"Wow! Thanks Usagi. Can we go now?? I can't wait to open them up! ," Mamoru said like an excited child with a tempting pile of birthday presents in front of him.

"OK, come on, let's go pay."

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Because Usagi knew that taking Mamoru back to her house would make her father pull out the dangerous weapons and her mother ask too many questions, she decided that going back to the arcade would work out better.

When she walked in, her friends were all still there. They seemed to be a little less shocked about everything than they were when Usagi and Mamoru first walked out together, but some of the shock came back when they saw Usagi and Mamoru return. I.m sure the Barbie dolls in Mamoru.s hands didn.t help.

"Hi guys! ," Usagi said to them. She went to stand in front of the table with Mamoru following right behind her.

"Hi," Rei managed to get out first, but she seemed slightly dazed.

"So, Mamoru's still acting like... that?? ," Makoto said. They saw Mamoru sit down at the table beside theirs.

"Well, it depends. What do you mean by that? He seems perfectly happy to me! ," Usagi said, seemingly clueless about Mamoru's sudden strange actions.

Everyone turned to look at Mamoru, who was making his Barbie and Ken dolls walk across the table with each other. The Ken doll was handing the Barbie doll a little package of Sweet and Low.

"OK, so maybe he is acting a bit strange..." Usagi said unsurely, turning back to look at the others.

"A bit! A bit!? He's practically a whole different person!" Rei shouted.

" Well, he seems happier now..." Usagi said quietly.

"He seems like a child, Usagi," Ami said.

" Speaking of.... where did Mamoru go??," Makoto asked.

Everyone turned to see... well, to not see Mamoru.




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Interested in reading the rest? Just inform me, I'll post ASAP. Four more chapters to endure.

[Sailor_In_The_Shadows]

I love this story but I have a question.Did you ever put this on a site called www.ariasink.com?