“I made it pretty for you, mama!”

Neo-Queen Serenity looks from her daughter's bright, earnest red eyes to the formerly white dress she'd found the little girl kneeling over. It's anything but plain now, covered in streaks of green and pink and blue glitter glue, stuck all over with sequins and bits of ribbon and lace, and drawn on with markers. It's far from the simple, elegant dress she should be wearing to a state dinner.

“It's beautiful, my darling,” she says, gathering Chibiusa into her arms with a gentle smile. “I'll wear it tonight, and everyone will be jealous."