“I don’t think it was just a television program, Akane...” Nabiki mumbled irritably as she was already looking over some quickly put-together conversion monetary graphs for possibly breaking into the interstellar banking market.
Ranma shrugged. “Ain’t any weirder than our lives are,” He said, before blinking. “You would think with all those weird magical princes coming to kidnap you, we’d have aliens every other Thursday or something.”
Kasumi ‘hmm’ed to herself. “But don’t the aliens go to Tomobiki?” She asked rhetorically.
Nabiki shrugged. “That... Or Juuban.”
Ranma scratched his head. “I thought the Oni were in Tomobiki, and the weird female aliens were in Juuban.” He never really was too sure on that. He paid less attention to the news than most people did. There wasn’t any type of martial arts news-casting out there, so why bother to watch it?
Meanwhile, Dan Ruther, Grandmaster of the School of Martial Arts News-Reporting, sneezed, and promised that someone was going to pay.
Akane stood. “Well, I’m not going to stand around and let some furry hussies try to take Ranma!” She said seriously.
Smirking, Nabiki said, “Yeah, Ranma has too many fiancées as it.”
Ranma’s eye twitched. “Gee, thanks.” He said dryly. He didn’t need to be reminded about his fiancées. He had enough reminders as it was. Heck, the dojo was practically falling apart because of Shampoo’s appearances this last week alone.
Nabiki nodded her head. “Don't mention it.” The middle Tendo sibling smirked. That seemed like something he’d say.
Kasumi blinked, then shrugged. “Well, it could be worse,” She said. Everyone turned to her and blinked. “They could be magical princesses out to groom-nap.” Everyone thought about it, then nodded. That WOULD be worse.
Ranma shuddered. With all the princes that had come and bothered them already, a magical princess or three would realistically be the next thing to show up. “Great,” He muttered to himself, “Now that Kasumi said it, it’s probably going to happen this week or something.”
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Speaking of Magical Princesses...
In the Hikawa Shrine located in Juuban, nine magical girls were gathered...
All of them were meeting with the utmost seriousness needed.
“USAGI! GIVE ME BACK MY MANGA!”
“WAAAHHH! NO WAY!”
“Damn it, odango-head, how can you be reading my manga at a time like this?” Rei snapped at the group’s ‘leader’.
Ami shook her head. “Honestly, Usagi... We should be worried about that broadcast.”
Crossing her arms under her chest, Makoto nodded. “We’ve got an invasion force of vermin proportions to deal with.”
Minako nodded. “Yeah! Those rat-ladies might be after all the cute guys!” She then stood up and took a righteous pose. “It’s our duty as Sailor Senshi to protect the cute boys from the rat-ladies!” After all, they might take all the guys before she got a boyfriend.
Several people sweat-dropped at that.
“So, what’s the big deal about that?” Haruka asked. So the rats might want the guys. Big whoop!
Minako frowned at the other blonde. “Well, you wouldn’t understand!” She exclaimed. “You’ve got someone already.” Honestly, Haruka needed to be in their place for a while and see what it was like.
“Yep!” Usagi agreed. “Just like I got my Mamoru!”
“Who may very well be kidnapped,” Rei told the odango-haired girl.
“WHAT?!” Usagi screamed. “NO! WE MUST STOP THEM!!”
Hotaru blinked and shrugged, before looking at Setsuna. “Setsuna-mama?”
“Yes?” The green-haired woman replied.
"Are those rat-ladies going to take over the world?"
Although Setsuna gave no response for a moment, she smirked a little at that. Finally she told Hotaru, “Two things on that, Hotaru-chan. First, Usagi, stop crying.”
Usagi blinked and sniffled lightly, before nodding and sitting down. The rest had to blink. When had Usagi calmed down that quickly?
Setsuna nodded her head. “Besides, the male troops won’t be after women in a sexual fashion. They’re too wimpy to try that. If they’ll steal anything, it’ll be our underwear...”
Rei blushed. “Our underwear!?”
Her face becoming as ripe as a tomato, Ami could only say, “Oh my.”
A noise came from the outside. The senshi blinked, then most of them blushed as they heard a scream of anguish. “NOOO! I MUST PROTECT THE PANTIES!!!” Then came the rustling of some leaves and then nothing.
Hotaru shook her head, trying to figure it out. “Why would rat-ladies want our underwear?” She asked, naïvely.
“Because the small rat males that will never get laid, need some release,” Setsuna answered bluntly.
Haruka shrugged. “So they steal panties, big deal.” She then smirked. “This is why I wear boxers.”
Michiru rolled her eyes. “You only wear boxers when the pervert is in town. I swear you have a sixth sense to know when the panty thief is within three miles of you.” After all, the little gnome attacked their house at least three times in the last month alone.
Hotaru blinked, trying to figure out what Setsuna meant. “Setsuna-mama? What does need some ‘release’ mean?”
Setsuna sighed. “Watch MTV, Hotaru.”
Hotaru nodded and shrugged. Adults were weird.
Haruka nodded. “Yeah, the point is, rat-finks will be out to steal panties.”
“And women for their lesbian leaders,” Setsuna added thoughtfully.
All the girls in the room slowly turned to look at Setsuna.
“You get the feeling that there’s more to Setsuna than she lets on?” Makoto whispered to Ami.
Scratching her chin thoughtfully, Haruka nodded her head slowly. “Yes... That blonde rat DID look like she knew how to have fun...”
The other women looked at Haruka unbelievably...
...While Michiru whapped her across the back of the head.
“OW!” Haruka winced as she rubbed the back of her head.
After getting over the multiple shocks, and getting her blushing down, Ami nodded to Makoto’s answer. “Yes,” She whispered. “I think there’s a lot more to Setsuna than she lets be seen.”
Nodding her head to that answer, Makoto turned to Setsuna. “Hey, Setsuna, will our powers be enough to beat these foes?”
“Yes,” Setsuna answered. “When you see a group of VIMP soldiers, you show up...”
The girls leaned towards Setsuna.
“...You transform...” Setsuna continued.
The girls leaned closer.
“...You do your poses...”
Yet again, the other ladies leaned closer. Hotaru wondered why this was taking so long, as did a few others.
“...And that’s it!” Setsuna concluded.
The ground shook with a massive face-fault. It was so bad that the whole temple shook from the intensity.
(------)
So we have a bunch of Wererat wannabes on Earth now?” Britanny said, grumbling.
“Some sex-driven wererat wannabes,” Gina told her sister.
“And that makes them any different from our current rat-problem, HOW?” Brianna asked.
Gina shrugged. She wasn’t really sure. “Well, they aren’t Wererats... So maybe they’re like the Kryn in some ways.”
“Don’t compare my Muffin’s noble race with those, those, those VERMIN, GINA!” Britanny yelled, slightly irate at the comparison. Britanny shook her head to calm herself before continuing. “Not like my Muffin. They looked TOO MUCH like the wererats. And Muffin looks nothing like a weretiger.”
Gina raised her hands defensively. “Sorry, sorry...”
“Actually, Stryyp does look something like a Weretiger. He’s just missing the tail,” Brianna added in, smirking slightly. “But yeah, they do look too much like our current rat problem.”
“Especially that blonde...” Britanny snorted. “Same hair, same sandy fur, same damn small breasts...”
(------)
“ACHOO! @#$%, I need a hanky.”
(------)
Gina frowned. “Do you think any of them could’ve gotten out here so far?”
Brianna shook her head. “Not really. Unless they have a teleport ability or some mass teleport technology, they wouldn’t have gotten here too easily.”
Gina nodded. “Didn’t think so. I would’ve heard reports about rats in Atlanta...”
“And I would’ve smelled them,” Britanny snarled, already her angry for pain-in-the-ass wererat teens moving over to a real rat-like threat.
Brianna nodded, already thinking of putting a program into PeeBri to blast any rat-people that the little bit-bomb saw.
Standing up form her spot on the sofa, Gina said, “I’m getting to work.”
Brianna got up and stretched. “Got some stuff to do today myself.” Maybe she’d actually get lucky and meet someone new today? The Lycanthropoid mentally shrugged. Always a possibility.
(------)
Jeremy frowned as he looked through the phonebook. “Exterminators... Exterminators... Exterminators...” He shook his head. He couldn’t find it. “Hey Asrial, think you could give me a...”
Jeremy trailed off as he saw Asrial, looking ever-so-pissed.
“Um, Asrial? What’s wrong?” The Feeple lad just had to ask. Asrial didn’t look this mad very often. Though, he had to admit, she was cute when she was angry.
“Those... Those...” Asrial’s fists shook in anger. “STUPID VOLES!” She shook her head. “How DARE they come and invade earth!? Oh I am going to give that General a piece of my mind!”
“Uh... I take it you know them?” Jeremy said, sweat-dropping at the vibes the Salusian was giving off.
Asrial nodded her head. “There are five huge groups that run the universe, far away from Earth. My own, the Salusian Conglomerate, the Zardon Empire, the Jurai Empire, the Pan Vulpine Coalition, and the Vole Imperium.” Asrial shuddered. “The Voles are a war-like race constantly conquering any habitable planet they can find, due to their extreme right-wing beliefs in a centralized interstellar government.”
“Not good.” Jeremy muttered to himself. “Hmm...” He had to wonder if the Voles would stick around if they invaded Quagmire for very long.
Asrial started to storm out of the room.
“Hey, where you going?” Jeremy asked.
“The Garage!” Asrial said. “I’m going to use my home-made interstellar communicator and see if I can track hail onto a VIMP Transmission signal.”
[It’s the attack of the killer rats!] A mouse wearing a VIMP uniform in the corner with a sign in its front paws ‘said’.
(------)
Keiichi looked back and forth from the television set and Belldandy. “Was that...”
Belldandy looked at him. “Was that what, Keiichi?” She asked in her serene tone of voice. Though, one would have to be deaf and dumb to miss the undercurrent of worry in her words.
“Was that... Serious?” Keiichi asked as he motioned to the television.
The middle Norn sighed and nodded. “Unfortunately. Sometimes, things as silly as that really are serious.”
“You sure they aren’t Demons of some type?” Came a rather young voice from down the hall.
“Yes, Skuld. I’m sure that the Voles aren’t Demons of any sort. Just really silly and stupid aliens,” Came a rather alluring and sexy voice from the same area. Keiichi and Belldandy listened for a moment more, before they heard a door open and close.
Keiichi sighed. “So should we head for the hills, Bell?”
“Which ones?” She asked, not seemingly worried about the Vole threat.
“Oh...” Keiichi scratched his chin for a moment. “I hear Mount Fuji is nice this time of year.”
Keiichi blinked as several suitcases appeared in front of them. “Well, I always did want to see Mount Fuji from up close,” The Goddess of the Present said, smiling.
Keiichi smiled. Boy, was it ever great to have a goddess for a girlfriend.
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“Kiyone!” The blonde, bubbly GP officer whined.
Groaning as she settled back into her pilot’s chair of the Yagami, Kiyone asked, “What is it Mihoshi?”
“I was trying to call headquarters and let them know about our status here on Earth, when I accidentally got a hold of these rat-people. They seemed really nice, and we talked for a couple of hours. And they seemed really interested in the Earth, and after explaining how beautiful the Earth was, they cut communications off with me and then they made that announcement a couple days later and...” Mihoshi babbled on.
Trying to ignore her partner, Kiyone just mumbled, “What the hell are you talking about?” God, she wished she had a better partner.
Mihoshi sniffled. “A couple days after I got done talking to these rat-people, they made an announcement to Earth. They had to accept an invasion, or die.” She practically cried out.
Kiyone sat up in her seat. “Invasion!?”
“Yeah!” Mihoshi sniffled. “You can see their big ship on the monitor!”
Looking at the deck-screen, Kiyone’s eye twitched. “You lead an invasion force to earth!?”
Mihoshi sniffled. “Well, they seemed really nice at first,” She said, feebly.
Kiyone just groaned. Leave it to Mihoshi to get a force of invaders to come to Earth.
“Shure, Firen. But you must do Shomething Else for me first.”
“What is it!?”
“Suckle mein toes. I vink I haff trench-foot.”
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