Makoto knocked and waited for Usagi to open the door. She wasn't sure why she was nervous; she'd met her friends from different timelines before. Chibiusa had stayed with them, they'd been to the future and met Mamoru. There was nothing scary about a past version of Neo Queen Serenity. She had, after all, already been friends with Usagi where she had come from.
Usagi had her own Mako-chan back where she had come from. Now that was a weird thought, and Makoto finally settled her thoughts musing about how much she'd changed since the last time since her friend had called herself Usagi.
Makoto wasn't expecting to be smothered by Usagi when the door was finally opened. She'd barely had a chance to take in the blonde girl holding a pink box with tears welling in her eyes before she launched herself into Makoto's arms and Makoto found herself hugging the sobbing younger version of her best friend like they used to after the hardest of hard battles.
Makoto squeezed back tightly, getting teary at the reaction when she remembered the sad and lonely undertones in the three messages she had exchanged over the PDA network. A couple of months... How did Usagi survive without her friends for a couple of months? She went stir-crazy if they had to leave her with Mamoru for a week!
Mamoru...
Makoto broke off the hug and watched Usagi rub her eyes.
She had no words to respond to the apology, she just let the girl cling to her arm and lead her inside as if she was going to disappear. Like Rei, Minako and Michiru ... like Mamoru always did.
Makoto found herself feeling a little awkward once they were inside the apartment and she'd had a chance to look at Usagi. It was strange that Serenity was so little - she was still a teenager, and that was much younger than Makoto was imagining her to be.
"So... this is your home," was all she managed to get out, not asking the million questions like: had Usagi had found out where Colligo even was where had Usagi had been before she arrived why had the others had just disappeared who were the other "people" she spoke and what was up with the message boards - where everyone seemed to be freaking out.
Still in her daze, Makoto spotted the pink box on the floor by the door and managed to untangle herself from Usagi to pick it up. She scraped all the cookies back into it and quickly returned to the side of the young princess, holding the box open as she smiled at the (almost) perfect-looking cookies inside.