This is a really bad idea that anyone can take up on if they want to.

I can't- I'm laughing too much.

Sailor Mixup!
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It was pretty quiet in the library. At least it was until I walked into 
an exchange student.
 
Quite pretty, actually. Japanese. We had both dropped our bags, and a 
few things spilled out. 

In a fit of embarrassment, I picked up my stuff, and helped her with 
hers. Then I walked her back to her Halls block.

I checked I had all my pens in my pocket, and went home.

Now, by the time I got home it was dark. 

And the power went.

"Bloody fuses..." I went to the toolbox, and grabbed some fuse wire and 
pliers.

The fuse box was too dark to see properly, so I got out my pen-light.
It felt a bit different from normal, but I didn't think much of it. Then 
I turned it on. I felt a bit strange- a sort of fizzing in my skin- but 
I was to busy worrying about the fuses to worry about that.

"Matthew?"

One of my housemates, Fiona. "Yeah, I'm in here. Put the light on, would 
you? I've just sorted the fuses."

*Click.* Fiona stands there staring at me.

Then turns away, laughing.

"What's so funny?"

I look down.

Short skirt?!

Daft blouse?!?

Hang on... SAILOR FUKU?!?!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHH!"

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