We signed our contracts and frequently drove up to Atlanta and back to produce songs. The girls came with us. It was pretty cool. I got to know the girls a little better. And Chris and Mina got a lot closer. They didn’t go on any dates because the chaperone wouldn’t allow it.

I learned Lana could cook very well. One time she prepared shrimp stir fry for everyone. It was awesome. Due to my braids coming down on all dies, she sometimes teased me by calling me “Jellyhead”. I thought it was lame but everyone else found it funny. She and I started to get along, actually. Mainly because I just rolled with her jokes and stopped going overboard with my retaliation. As long as everyone was smiling, I was good with it.

Amy was a lot smarter than I thought. And I already thought she was the brains of the group, her and Renny. Throughout the time they spent with us in Augusta, there were a few demon attacks on the Sailor Scouts, brought by some villain named Prince Diamond. It was pretty weird seeing a bunch of attractive girls fighting butt ugly freaks.

Since the Sailor Scouts were already known as the Sailor Scouts, us guys were simply referred to as G-Force. When people called for G-Force, they usually meant the guys. And when they called for Sailor Scouts, they meant the girls. And when it came to those monsters, us guys rarely got involved. The Scouts wanted us to stay out of it because it was too dangerous. Of course, Ken had to be restrained on more than one occasion.

Mina was sort of a cheerleader for Chris’s wrongdoings. Every time Chris did something bad, I mean so bad it was cruel, no one would laugh. But Mina would. She would laugh so hard that sometimes I thought she was faking it. She wasn’t. She had this stunning move that I saw her use on one demon. It’s called the Crescent V Shower.

She’d first power up her energy, then pointed out her index and middle finger together. Then all the sudden, hundreds of tiny golden hearts would spring out and spiral like a powerful whip at her disposal. I’ve had the pleasure of being accidentally hit by one of them. It wasn’t pleasant.

Serena had the power of the moon. Since the moon is closest to Earth, this potentially made her the most powerful. I’ve seen her use her special attacks to blow away cars and buses like they were toys. Everyone depended on her. She was their ace in the hole. No matter how many waves of monsters went up against the Sailor Scouts, as long as Sailor Moon was there, the monsters barely stood a chance.

Whoever said that power makes men evil, must not have had Serena in mind. In the eyes of many, she was the most irresponsible, undisciplined, disrespectful and scared girl they’d ever met. Every time Lana fixed dinner, she always had something to complain about it. Lana held her temper since she was the oldest and would probably do the most damage to her, but Rei wouldn’t.

Rei’s name was pronounced Ray, as in sun ray. It’s spelled like that because she was born in Toyko. Every time Lana cooked and Serena said something about it, it was Rei who would stand up to chastise Serena. The two of them would bicker like cats and dogs. Constantly. From day one, it seemed.

However, in songs, their voices blended in perfect harmony, into the most beautiful sound we’d ever heard. They’d often take whole verses together, just the two of them while the five would come in for a blended harmony during the chorus. But when they argued, it sounded like hell.

Rei had some very unusual, but fiery attacks, almost like a pyromaniac. She’d have these stickers reminiscent of some Japanese shrine. She planted one on me once when I tried to hold her back from attacking Serena. It stuck to my back and nearly put me into epileptic shock. It was like a scalding hot iron burning straight through my flesh. Serena didn’t even thank me. And it warned us G-Force guys to just stay out of their fights.

One time, I saw her sprint towards a demon, soar in the air while doing a corkscrew flip to plant one of those stickers on the demons back. Then once she jumped off, the sticker exploded like a bomb. Very unsettling.

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