[Episode 144303] [Episode 144303]Ranma smirked slightly. "Of course, Professor. Didja think that I was gonna get mauled or something?" After a few seconds of silence, Ranma bopped himself on the head. "Ah, right, right..." he muttered. "Anyways, thanks for givin' Hotaru another chance!"
Stroaks chuckled as he shook his head. "Well, you really have Cologne to thank."
Ranma's eyes widened, remembering the ancient crone. "Co- Cologne?" he squeaked. The professor of pokégirls nodded proudly, clearly mistaking the shock in Ranma's voice.
"Yep, it was a hard fight, but I was able to talk Cologne out of going with regulations, as well as convince her to get the League's approval," he bluffed, not knowing that Ranma knew (or thought he knew) Cologne. "By the way, you need this." Stroaks pulled Ranma's pokédex out of his pocket and handed it to him.
"Hey, why did ya take it in the first place?"
"Well, there was a special program I needed to put in it. Hotaru!" he shouted, causing the small girl to stop in her tracks. He then pulled out a dex of his own, and pointed at her. He then flipped it up for Ranma to look at.
The darkness of Mao lives on somewhat... This recently discovered breed of Tigress is very dangerous...
It was recently discovered completely by accident. A Tamer of the Gold League hadn't taken good care of his Tigress. Letting her training slip, rarely taming her, and constantly fighting against Pokegirls that were far stronger than his Tigress. When the Tigress lost her seventh battle, she evolved again... Into a much darker feline-type... Panthress... She killed her Tamer for the pain she suffered and is currently on the loose.
It is known what makes a Panthress, and you are advised NOT to do this! Panthress is extremely dangerous and almost makes Mao look like a saint! If found in the wild, do not attempt to capture. Call nearest local security forces and OfficerJennys. This is not a joke.
Ranma blinked. "Well... okay... but what does that do?"
Stroaks pointed at the bottom of the screen, at some text that Ranma missed.
"You see, Ranma," the professor said, replacing the dex in his pocket, "I had installed a program in your pokédex, which would transfer the warning for Hotaru to other tamers' pokédexes when they scan her pokéball frequency. That way, no one will try to hurt her or arrest you." Ranma nodded in appreciation.
"That's good to know. It's always easier to solve that kinda stuff before it bites ya in the ass!" Ranma joked, rubbing the back of his head.
"Or if it headbutts you in the nose," Stroaks added. After a chuckle between the both of them, Stroaks froze. "Wait, your nose..."
Ranma blinked, before grabbing his nose. "The hell? My nose is healed!"
"Wow, I didn't know that you had the Regeneration bloodgift," the professor murmured.
"I don't."
Stroaks frowned and rubbed his chin, then shrugged. "Eh, I guess that's a mystery for another day. You and Hotaru better go back to your home."
Ranma thanked him, and rushed down the path, picking up Hotaru in his arms without stopping. His laughter and Hotaru's panicked mewls soon faded away, leaving Stroaks alone.
Well, at least for a while. Stroaks grinned as blue furred arms draped over his shoulders, and nibbling began at the nape of his neck. "Well, glad that we're alone now! These pants were beginning to chafe!"
The Vaporita giggled, and her hands wandered southwards until it encountered something thick and hard. "Ooooh... do you have something in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" she cooed.
Stroaks blinked. "Oh yeah, forgot about that!" he exclaimed, before reaching into his pocket and pulling out the stun prod. "Huh, imagine that," he muttered, then noticed that the Vaporita's weight had disappeared. He looked back, and noticed the evolved Eva on her back, twitching.
Stroaks sighed, before noticing two things: one, she wasn't wearing any clothes, and two, he wasn't expecting anyone for the rest of the day.
He then grinned most mischievously, and dropped his pants.
* * *
Ranma looked down, watching as Hotaru fidgeted nervously. "Hey, don't worry! My mom'll love ya, and Ranko will too!"
"But... wasn't Ranko the one who knocked me out?" the shy Panthress asked, shuffling her feet.
Ranma frowned slightly. "Well, she was really only... er... well, she felt really bad about it afterwards!" he exclaimed. "I mean, she'd love to meet ya and be your friend!" He smiled as he saw that she perked up a little. He thought for a moment, then smiled a bit wider. "Heh, that was a good kick though... Oh crap, sorry!" he apologized as he saw that he accidentally ruined her good mood. In a panic, he settled for banging on his door.
A few moments later, the door opened, revealing Nodoka in all of her sexy glory. "Hey, Mom, I got a new Poké- urk!" he gasped as his mother gave him a bone crushing hug.
"My son, you're back!" Nodoka cried out as she continued to grip Ranma. "I need help! Your Tigress is broken and... What? A new pokégirl?" She squealed as she dropped Ranma. "What kind did you get!?" she asked excitedly as her head whipped from side to side. After looking around for a few moments, Nodoka frowned. "Ranma, you already put your new in pokégirl her PokéBall? How irresponsible, not letting your mother see her!" she scolded lightly, not noticing Ranma's sweatdrop.
She soon became aware of a tugging on her kimono. Startled, she looked down to see a petite dark-furred pokékit, with an overemphasized sweatdrop rolling down her temple. "Um, er, g-good evening. I-I'm Hotaru, Master Ranma's new..." she paused, looking at Ranma, who nodded. "... Master's new... Panthress..." she completed nervously and bowed quickly, already preparing for rejection.
No one said a word for a loooooong moment as Nodoka's eyes narrowed, until Ranma broke the silence with a mumbled, "Deja vu..."
After glancing sharply at her manly son, Nodoka opened her mouth, while the Ranma and the Panthress tensed. "SO CUUUUUUUTE!" She chortled with glee, as she picked up the little Panthress and squeezed her. "Oh, Ranma, you STILL know how to pick the best ones, my manly son!" Nodoka then frowned. "But do you have to like them so tight? How am I supposed to compare with that?"
Ranma swayed from side to side, before opting to fall off the porch. Hotaru sweatdropped at this, while Nodoka continued to coddle the kitten. AFter a few moments, Ranma climbed out of the thorny bush that he fell into.
"Um... what didja say about Ranko?" he asked, sounding exhausted.
Nodoka blinked rapidly from being pulled out of her own little world. "Oh, yes," she muttered, freeing an arm to point up at Ranma's room. "I was showing Ranko some instructional videos on how to be a good Alpha. Now, I have the feeling that she wasn't quite ready for it."
Ranma raised an eyebrow. "Wasn't quite... instructional video..." His eyes widened. "Oh... MOM! Whaddya doin', showin' her those?!?"
Nodoka pouted. "Well, as your mother, I had to make sure that she would be the best Alpha so that she could serve you all the right ways! Apparently," she sniffed, "though she is cute and a good fighter, her mother was lacking in teaching her the ways to be tamed by a manly man."
Ranma groaned, and Hotaru shifted uncomfortably at the mention of taming. "Well, what did you mean by broken?" Ranma asked wearily.
* * *
On Ranma's bed, Ranko sat, her ears and tail twitching sporadically.
"No... stop it..." the PokéKit whispered, her eyes wide. "Not the creamed corn... mew!..."
* * *
A few hours later, Hotaru lurked to Ranma's bedroom. She knew that whatever had caused the Tigress' breakdown, or whatever it was, had vanished, and apparently Ranko was back in good spirits.
Not that Hotaru knew personally; she had been hiding from Ranko the moment she knew that Ranko was back to normal.
The Panthress, honestly, was scared of Ranko. Sure, her fears about her Master's mother were unfounded, but Hotaru didn't want to risk running into the strong Alpha and making her angry.
The Panthress was looking around the bedroom, wondering where a good place to sleep would be, when she was suddenly swept off her feet and tossed onto the bed. Hotaru gave off a frightened mewl, then gasped as a red and black-striped body pounced on her chest.
"Hi! I'm Ranko!" the attacker mewled. Hotaru stared at her with wide, scared, violet eyes.
"Ah, um... hello?" she responded in a most confident manner. She winced when the older PokéKit frowned.
"Come on... you're supposed to introduce yourself!" the Tigress whined. After a moment, her ears drooped, and she rolled off of Hotaru and settled on the bed next to her. "I guess you're mad about me kicking you..."
Hotaru blanched. "N-no! Of course not!" she stammered. "Ah, I'm Hotaru... a Panthress..." she mumbled.
Ranko mewled unhappily as she rolled over to face the nervous Panthress. "Stop thinking that I won't like you because you're a Panthress!" she commanded, lightly glaring at the kitten.
Hotaru blushed hotly, and she twiddled her thumbs. "I'm sorry..."
Ranko sat up on the bed, and put her hands on her hips. "Jeez! Here I was, feeling bad because I hurt you, and you feel like it's all your fault that I kicked you!"
"... It was my..."
"That don't matter!" Ranko interrupted. "The point is, you're supposed to be happy because you have a nice master like Master, and here you are feeling sad! I-" Ranko's head jerked down, and, to the Panthress' surprise, she started shaking, "I-I'm the one who sh-sh-should be sad, because I'm a meanie who beat up a poor PokéKit and made her scared of me..."
Hotaru sat up in a panic, and put a hand on Ranko's shoulder. "Don't cry! I didn't mean to! I was just..." she trailed off, not sure what to say.
Ranko stopped shaking, and looked up, not covered with tears, but covered in giddy mirth. "Ha! Fooled ya!" she crowed before giggling. She stopped laughing when she saw Hotaru's perplexed look, but she kept the mirth. "You take yourself too seriously!" She then frowned. "But you're kinda weak."
Hotaru, dazzled by the rapid mood swings of her apparent Alpha, could only form an intelligent query of "Mew?"
Ranko nodded, trying to look wise by cupping her chin and nodding her head. "Yeah, you shoulda noticed me sneakin' up on you, and you barely reacted to me pouncin' you. You need training and bad!" Ranko nodded to herself, and continued. "That's why I'm here! I'll be a big sister to you, and help you out! You got nothing to fear while I'm here!"
Ranko waited for a response from the dark-furred kitten, and frowned when she heard none. She turned to her to ask her directly, and was stopped up by the teary-eyed look Hotaru was giving her. "Um... well..." she stammered, wondering if she said something wrong.
"Mew!" Hotaru... mewled, as she pounced the confused Alpha, crying in relief and joy. Ranko blinked as she was knocked onto her back and into the fluffy bed, and realized that the crazy Panthress was snuggling up on her while crying. After a few moments, she smiled, and hugged her back.
* * *
Outside, in the shadowed hallway, Ranma smiled as he watched the two feline PokéKits fall asleep, snuggled up into a furry ball and purring contently. "Well, looks like that worked," Ranma muttered quietly.
It took about half of an hour to snap Ranko out of her pornography induced coma, which was well more than enough time for Ranma to realize that his Mom decided to throw his Alpha into the proverbial deep end of the pool. Once he got that sorted out, he noticed that his newest PokéKit had disappeared. It didn't take very long for him to figure out that she was hiding from Ranko.
Ranma had sighed then, knowing that he had probably messed things up. If he had convinced Hotaru that Ranko had no hard feelings, then the meeting between the two kits would have been a lot smoother.
Fortunately, he was learning from his mistakes, and thus tried an alternate plan. He talked to Ranko, telling her that Hotaru was scared of her. It took a little while, but he was able to convince her that she should try to find Hotaru and smooth things over.
And he was glad that he did. He had been watching the encounter the entire time, and internally chuckled at the way that Ranko forced Hotaru to open up.
Plus the image of the two girls asleep was so terribly cute!
'I guess I'll just sleep on the couch, tonight,' Ranma thought, closing the bedroom door. He turned around, and began walking to the staircase. At least, he tried to, but a pair of arms found their was around his chest, and a soft pair of breasts pressed into his back.
"Well, my little samurai," Nodoka breathed, rubbing into Ranma's back, "Time for us to go to bed!"
Ranma gulped.
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