[Episode 144311] [Episode 144311]"...creamed corn... battery operated wisks...," the Tigress kit droned, then shivered once, violently. "...a caramel shouldn't be used like that..."
He reached over and ruffled his Alpha's hair. "Mom made you watch videos, hunh?" he asked gently.
Ranko swallowed. "I'm soooooo glad I'm still a PokéKit," she affirmed gravely. "I need time to get use to... that."
The mentally-displaced Martial Artist/Tamer sighed. "Mom can get a bit," he paused, to find the proper word. "Enthusiastic."
She nodded, rapidly. "I'll say," she agreed.
He mussed her hair again. "C'mon," he chortled. "It's time to get moving."
Within the next hour, Ranma and his first Pokégirl were standing in the yard of Professor Stroak's home, in front of said individual and his Vaporita. The young man bowed to his hosts, who returned it.
"Ranma," the (perverted, but not evil) Researcher stated. "Be sure to cuddle your PokéKits often. Until they mature, they have a higher need of taming."
Ranko tilted her head in inquiry. "Kits?" she squacked.
The embarassed Trainer ignored her. "Will do, Prof," he assured the older man. "I'm off." With that, he spun on his heel and set out at a fast walk.
His Kit was fast on his heels. As the pair shrank into the distance, the remaining pair held back their laughter at her ranting. "Come on, Master! What did you get? I hope it's not a canine...."
Stroaks turned to his own Alpha. "That lad will either entertain the heck out of us, or give us the biggest ulcers anyone has ever had."
She began to laugh. "Probably both," she hazarded.
He could only nod and laugh in reply.
As night began to fall, Ranma and Ranko were quick to set up camp. Once that was finished, he snapped his fingers. "I need to cuddle both of you!" he realized.
Ranko brightened for a moment, then began to glare. "Whaddaya mean, 'both of you'?" she growled.
He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Well, err," he sputtered. "I, ahh, got a second, err, PokéKit, ahh, yesterday."
The redheaded Tigress was thoroughly unamused. "How?" she grated.
He gulped, as a thin, red aura formed around the pokégirl. Instincts that matched both sets of experience caused his mouth to operate independent of his brain. "She'sthePanthressthatyouknockedout," he blurted. "IfIdidn'tclaimher,theprofessorwasorderedtodestroyher!"
She blinked once, twice, then a third time, as she processed that information. The aura around her sputtered out and she gave him a small smile. "Can I see her?" she gushed, brightening.
He smiled at her. "Sure thing," he agreed, pulling a miniture pokéball from his belt and hitting the button on it's side. Once the device had reached it's full size, he flipped it in front of himself. "Nightrunner!" he yelled. "I scr... err, choose you!"
In a flare of ruby colored light, the ball released it's passenger. Still dressed in the smock that she was wearing when he last saw her, the little Panthress opened her eyes sleepily, then straightened herself. "Mmmmassssterrrr," she growled out, as she smiled shyly. "Morrre cuddlessss?"
He blushed slightly, but nodded to her. "Yeah," he assured her, "but first, I want you to meet my Alpha. Nightrunner, meet Ranko." He pointed behind the dark furred girl.
She turned, then stiffened once she beheld the other pokékit standing there with a small grin on her face. "Tigrrrrressss," she hissed, crouching down to spring at the confused Ranko.
Ranma was quick to place himself between the pair. "STOP!" he commanded. Once the Panthress kit froze, he continued in a quieter voice. "She is a teammate now, Runner. You will not attack her."
Ranko poked her head around her Tamer's waist, her features twisted in contrition. "I'm so sowwy," she whined, giving out an Oscar-worthy demonstration of 'Sad Kitty Eyes'.
Nightrunner began to shake. The other two with her looked on in concern, wondering what was going on with her, as she had her head bowed. The tigress-girl hesitantly moved closer to the trembling girl, when the dark-furred girl's head snapped up and her amber eyes looked directly into the other girl's. Upon her face was a tiny, shy smile. "Frrrriend?" she asked quietly, almost desperately.
The redhead returned the smile with her own wider one. "Yeah," she agreed, her eyes beginning to tear slightly.
With a wordless squeal of joy, the pair of feline pokékits dove at each other and hugged tightly.
Ranma just watched them, as a slow grin formed. Whew, he said to himself. That went surprisingly well. Maybe, just maybe, I can survive here.
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