Ranma had just fetched Ukyo and one dizzy lobster, saving them from wabbit attacks. The good news so far for Ranma was few and far in between.
Akane had calmed down, and was no longer trying to flatten him for nicking Ukyo when he saved her. Of course, the moment the chef starting sporting dirty blond hair with spots, his ass was definitely on the Endangered List.
Ukyo was no longer trying to claw out her eyes, and they had been able to retrieve her big-ass spatula (BAS), also known as her Battle Spatula.
With the addition of the Monkey Brigade to the Lobster Aerial Assault, the weird rabbits were fighting multiple targets, and allowing them to get a small breather.
Maybe ... maybe they might make it. Maybe he’d even be left alone enough to eat one of those rabbits. They seemed extra tasty when he was snapping their heads off.
BOOOOOM!
It was only because of his danger sense and a lot of luck that Ranma had leapt up to the top of the retainer wall, Ukyo still on his back, and Akane in his mouth.
And no, she didn’t like it.
“Put me down!” she screamed.
“Um ... sugar; you do realize there’s a pit under you?”
Akane; finally letting go of her anger for Ranma man-handling her like that; looked below her. All across the field were new pits, which seemed to house extra large crabs ... with barber equipment attached to their claws. “Oh.”
Ranma sighed, before flipping her up and over him, causing her to land on his back.
He struggled not to make an “oomph” sound as she struck. Damn; how come she’s so heavy? Must be those thick thighs.
He was just lucky Akane couldn’t understand his cat growls, or she would have started to hit him ... most likely with Ukyo and the vomiting lobster that was unused to such quick movements.
Ichiro and his team may have been simple inspectors ... but even simple inspectors in Nerima have at least ten years or some form of martial arts training.
This is why when the ground had begun to collapse under them, one member used his “Red Tape Barrage”, which strung red plastic tape across the pit. It was held in place by “Pencil Pusher Strike", which secured the tape into the ground by strong Number 2 pencils being staked into the ground.
And of course, anyone who’s dealt with it knows just how tough red tape can be.
Safe from falling into the pit, Ichiro shook his head, making more marks on his notepad. “Holes in the school grounds of this size are not conducive to a safe environment. Why; if a kid fell into this and injured himself, the school board could end up being sued.”
“We also have animal cruelty, sir,” said one member of the team, looking down into the hole. “He’s attached implements to the crustaceans.”
Ichiro nodded. So far, he had barely been on the campus for ten minutes, and already had over three dozen violations.
This could end up being the first school he ever inspected that required a second book to document all of the violations.
Within the time frame of his arrival to now, Reynard noticed how truly powerful the adventurer was. Every time a wabbit would enter the classroom, she would touch it, placing it into a deep sleep, and place it on the wooden structure she sat at sometimes. If the wabbit moved, she would come, touch its head for a few moments, and send it back to sleep.
She had even been able to convince those before her to part with some of their food, ensuring the fox had a full stomach of many strange meats.
Yes; he decided he would stay with this adventurer for as long as he could. Someone who could tame a wabbit was a very powerful individual indeed.
Hinako Ninomiya-sensei smiled as he rubbed the strange rabbit on the head, sending it back to sleep. It really made her feel good that they felt so comfortable to do that around her. In fact, she already had seven on her desk that had wandered into her class. They were just so cute.
What she didn’t know about wabbits is that like a Fighting Fish, these exude a constant battle aura. But it just happens to be much stronger than the fish’s, and tends to be directed at only non-wabbit things.
In fact, it was because of her ability to drain battle auras that she hadn’t ended up wabbit-chow. Just simply touching them was enough for her to drain the massive aura without forming or using a circle.
In fact, she already had plans to take them all home with her, and raise them on the roof of her apartment building. Sure, it was usually crowded with pigeons, but she figured the rabbits wouldn’t mind.
Plus, she had even made friends with a red ...fox? Dog?
It was cute, liked the food the non-delinquent students had “offered” her to feed it, and seemed to really like her.
Of course, if those delinquents outside didn’t stop making so much noise; she’d have to go out there and make them stop.
But then again, she had other things to do right now. Like talk to the pale student who kept crying while holding some torn doll. Really, boys his age shouldn’t be playing with dolls. Sigh; why can’t he be more manly like my Soun-chan?
As Kasumi was humming away in the kitchen with Nodoka, preparing a quick meal for her new friends, the three were-rats were sitting in the dining room, waiting for the food, and enjoying the peace and quiet.
“Like, why aren’t we scared of her?” asked Moisha, finally recovering enough to speak.
“&%$@ if I know,” said Lydia.
Romeo just stared off past the TV, enjoying the silk clothes and kung-fu pants he had on, smiling about the angelic image of the female were-cheetah. He tried to take the image from G-rating to R or even X, but it kept feeling ... wrong ... for some reason. “Nice to not be freaking out and pissing ourselves around her.”
“Shaw,” said Moisha. “She seems really nice.”
Lydia sniffed the air. “And a #$%&% cook if that is her work.”
“Like; do we have to go after we eat?” asked Moisha. “I mean, can’t we, like, rest for a bit. Maybe she can tell us a bit about herself and this Ranma-guy we’re looking for?”
Lydia paused for a bit. It ... could work. After all, their mission wasn’t due to end for a bit. Lord Gowthrain hadn’t even given them a time table.
Then again, he probably knew what was around here anyway and was hoping they’d be killed. “Sure, let’s stay.”
“The meal’s ready,” said Kasumi, entering the dining room with several trays, followed by Nodoka with several more. After all, Nabiki had been very adamant that they clear out room for the new meat. And without Uncle Saotome around, they had a lot of extra for some reason.
And he was only gone for the night. Oh; I wonder where Uncle is?
Genma was still in panda form, and still trying to find out a) where the lamp had gone of to, and b) how the hell did he end up in LA?
“FREEZE, ASSHOLE!” yelled one cop. “LAPD; get those hands above your head!”
It was then that Genma was forced to admit that maybe stealing from that Mr. Donut was a bad idea. How was he to know that cops actually did go to donut stands?
It was around 7:30 pm at the Digger Estate, as they prepared to use a Light Gate and teleport to this Dojo in Nerima to meet the new were-cheetah. They were being careful, still unsure of what Bastet was planning in secret.
Of course, he was also worried of what his two single daughters were planning in secret as well.
“Man; I wonder if he can take an eight-hour workout.”
Okay; so they weren’t that secret about it.
“Let us depart this gaijin squalor and return me to my noble lands so that I might smite the foul demon and the fallen goddess who seek to claim the pantheon of Japan as their own!”
“PEEEEEBOOOOOOOCHUUUUUUUU!”
Tiffany clapped in glee as her favorite toy lit up again.
“Do we have enough batteries with us?” asked Brittney, not wanting her daughter to be without her favorite toy.
Brianna cackled. “This one’s solar powered for a secondary energy source. And since it’s still morning in Japan, he’ll have plenty of juice.”
The Peebochu nodded happily, before turning back to the twitching target. It began to wonder if it could alter the voltage and get the target to dance.
As the Hunter and the wabbit circled each other, preparing for a life-or-death struggle, Nabiki stayed as far away from it as she could. She was tempted to warn some others away, but they were still fighting over the fight-music to play during the fight: Star Wars of Star Trek.
And even she wasn’t greedy enough to get between those gangs.
Looking over the edge, she noticed that the principal had gone all out, using trap pits filled with what looked like enlarged robber crabs, outfitted to buzz your scalp in under a few seconds. I’m sure Kasumi could do something with crab.
Of course, she was beginning to wish she had been bitten as well last night. The armed rabbits seemed to have no care for what or whom they attacked, nor cared about whatever the Ice Queen could do to them. Their numbers seemed to keep growing, despite how many Ranma and the others killed. Already, she was tempted to call the Amazons and Kodachi to arrive for backup.
Of course, that could throw more fuel on the fire, but the girls tended to work together ... until one tried to take Ranma right there on the battlefield. She had planned to tell the girls separately, which was why she hadn’t been bitten yet by choice. If they didn’t like it, they might try and take it out on her. Hell; she had yet to hear back from her expert on Amazon lore to determine if they hunted or befriended were-creatures, and if so, which ones.
“ROOOOAAARRR!”
Blinking, she looked back down, seeing that her little sister had shifted into full animal form. “Oh, that can’t be good.”
Clang!
Turning back, she saw the Hunter and the rabbit, weapons locked against each other, as they stared into the other’s eyes.
She didn’t know what was scarier; the fact her life was being threatened by a rabbit with a katana for a tail, or the fact said tail was holding strong against the Hunter’s scimitar.
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