by Liz
Fighting fractions by moonlight
Challenging teachers by daylight
Reading Shakespeare at midnight
She is the one named Sailor Pi
She would never forget math operation
Or the rules of heat condensation
3.14 can save any situation
She is the one named Sailor Pi
She is the one
Sailor Pi!
Bizzie was quite a strange little child. She spoke only in English used in Elizabethan times and was utterly fascinated by one number: pi. Pi, she believed, was the number that represented something far greater than circumference divided by diameter, but of course no one would believe her.
One night, she was out on her porch trying to teach herself about hyperbolas when a huge monster appeared before her. "What devil art thou?" she asked it. The monster responded by shooting a huge ball of fire that just barely missed her. "What storm is this that blows so contrary?" she tried again. The monster drew nearer to her. Now Bizzie was really mad. "The love I bear thee can afford no better term than this: 3.141592653589793238462643383279502884197
1693993751058209749445923078164062862!!!" All of a sudden, she felt her hands shaking as if she had uttered some kind of magic word, yet still nothing happened. Suddenly, Bizzie looked at her nails to find that on each one was incribed one digit of pi. "But how..." She was totally confused, what was happening to her? The moon was mysteriously bright and the atmosphere was almost frightening. "So much for pi tangent power" she said nervously with a laugh.
All of a sudden, the monster ran away as if something in those words terrified it more than anything. Bizzie looked down to find what looked like a mysteriously large tube of lipstick. "Make-up!" she cried. A she grabbed it, a sort of pink smoke formed around Bizzie and her clothes turned into some kind of pink and black costume. On her forehead was written, in lipstick, the Greek letter pi. The lipstick had turned into a magic wand which glowed intensely. On the end of it was a crystal star with the letter Pi inside it. Her red hair was up in a high ponytail with a few strands that brushed against her face.
"I don't understand," she said, frightened by her sudden change in appearence. Suddenly, she remembered something- something she didn't even know had happened to her. Her mind traveled back in time to some kind of Moon Kingdom, hundereds of years ago. She envisioned herself being sent to Earth with some of her friends, but something went wrong when they arrived. They had all gone off together, leaving the "thespian pi-freak excuse-for-a-Sailor" behind to find a life of her own. In all the confusion they had forgotten all about her, and once Bizzie had developed a life for herself on Earth, the Sailor Scouts were completely erased from her memory as well. Now Bizzie couldn't believe it, but it was true. She picked up her septar and held it high in the air. "I AM Sailor Pi!"
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