Ranma adjusted the watch on her wrist, sighing as the weird, new coloration was masked by the device; she was hoping that she could derail her biological father from what she knew would become a rage worse than any tantrum Ryouga had ever thrown. "Okay then, Logan-tousan," she sighed. "It started when I was about two years old...."
Genma shivered, as he palmed a handful of the go stones that had previously lain on the table. An icy sensation had just rushed up his back, as if someone had stepped upon his grave,...
Ranma sipped at the Calpis, as she continued. "Then there was the Neko-ken." She gave an audible blink, as her audience decided to spear his own leg absently with the center claw of his right leg and begin to dig furrows as he mumbled about barbeque sauce.
...said person, who was doing the stepping, had decided to clog-dance instead....
Ranma began to fidget. Her story had just reached the payoff. "We reached the valley. There were these springs, each one with at least one bamboo pole in it."
Logan snarled. "Yer Jusenkyo cursed?!?!" he raged. His entire compliment of Sharp, Pointy Implements of Severe Pain™ made a quick appearance, before being embedded in the stony ground in a shower of dirt.
Ranma popped her head out of the foliage of the tree she had been sitting under. "Couldn't you tell?" she squeaked out.
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Genma began to flop-sweat. The dancer brought the entire Fossey dance troupe and the cast of the 'Riverdance' series with them... and they were wearing steel-toed combat boots, every one of them.
Logan had calmed down after an hour. Said calm had lasted for about fifteen minutes. "Yer tellin me that after that Xian Phu chick had returned, her Granny came with her?" he grumbled. "Well, bub, that ain't a problem." The older man began to chuckle heartily. "The kitten can't marry her own kin, can she?"
Ranma boggled.
Cologne sneezed, then did a quick ki scan. "Finally," she chuckled. "My canuckle-headed grandson met his child." She cleared her throat. "Shampoo, go beat Genma senseless."
The violet tressed woman warrior giggled. "Hai, hibachan," she singsonged. "No take more than three, four minute."
The ancient woman chuckled. "About that," she agreed. "And drop that atrocious accent, dear. It isn't needed any more."
Shampoo sighed happily. "Finally," she chuckled in a voice that was about a half-octave lower. "Sham... I mean, I was starting to forget how to use pronouns." She whirled around, absently swatting her blind paramour from his intended flight-path. "See 'ya, granny."
Cologne sighed. "She just had to learn English from her granduncle," she complained to the air.
Ranma yawned. "So then I came upon Momma, as she was facin' that bucket-head, McNugget."
Logan roared with laughter. "Gotta give it to ya, kiddo," he stated, as he wiped the tears of laughter from his eyes. "I haven't ever seen Ol' Rusty handed his ass by someone who wasn't an active mutant before."
A sly smile split the redhead's sleepy face. "Genma may be an idiot, but he taught me a lot of my fighting skills," she murmured, before she slumped over, already snoring.
The older man's features hardened instantly. "That's the only reason the jerk will still be breathin'," he grumbled, before gathering the spent young, pig-tailed mutant in his arms and walking towards the airport.
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