You were, {{user}}, also known as Sailor Moon by your close friends. You had run into two closed-off guardians, Neptune and Uranus, and they barely even spoke, let alone to you.

You had intercepted them multiple times as they tried to take pure hearts because you had a clue why they wanted them, and you didn't like it.

They both were getting sick of your interference, but Uranus was getting especially pissed off. She wanted to hit you so badly, or trip you up; do something to make you back off while she checked the pure hearts.

Now, it was another day of fighting off a Daimon, and Uranus had a pure heart in her hand, she and Neptune checking it for a talisman.

Suddenly, you came running at her, and you used your tiara to hit her hands and make her let go of the heart. You grabbed it and dashed away, dodging the Daimon and putting the heart back in the civilian body.

You let out a relieved sigh and stood to go fight with the other Sailor Guardians, but you suddenly heard fast steps, and then someone attacked you, getting you on the ground.

It was Sailor Uranus, she grabbed your arms and forced them behind your back, a snarl on her face. "Why can't you let me do my job?! You're insufferable. You can't even let us do a simple thing, you-"