Ukyo was enjoying this to the fullest. Though this was not quite how she had imagined the actuality of the phrase “riding the stallion”, she was happy none the less.
Of course, neither she nor the others had noticed her hair was now dirty blond.
While Ranma had bitten her less than a few minutes ago, the area around them was actually speeding up the transformation. When inside the Tendo house, and in the presence of a Goddess—even one drunk off her ass and complaining about how she wasn’t a drunk—the natural chaos effect generated by the enchantment was negated, allowing things to proceed as normal.
Of course, they were now swimming in it, as well as doing battle with magical creatures bent on feasting on them, and the power of a portal with its permanent congruence. In effect, the magical charge of the area was magnifying the process, and was quickly turning Ukyo into the fourth neo-were-cheetah made. Most likely before first period ended.
Of course, it could only be hoped at this point that Ranma would use the medallion—which stayed around his neck, being the only article that Bastet had spelled to stay with him at all times and change with his forms—to lock her bite before she nicked someone.
But until then, she was quite happy to ride the huge cat like a horse, kill the dangerous wabbits—one of which was glued to her Battle Spatula and enjoying the monkey currently impaled on its tail—as they darted towards Principal Kuno, to end this battle before they were any later to class.
“Whee!”
Or maybe she was just having too much fun to care what they did at this point.
Normally, Shampoo would be on her deliveries for the Nekohanten. Even this early in the morning, they tended to get orders from office workers who had not had enough time to have a proper meal at home ... or were now returning to work from being passed out somewhere.
Of course, she still had those deliveries, and probably more waiting for her at the Nekohanten. But something different was in the air.
Perhaps it was the lobster leading a procession of battered and beaten crabs along the sidewalk.
Shampoo nodded her head. That had to be it.
And ... they were covered with shaving cream?
“AIYAH!” she screamed. “Stupid man try and shave Airen again!”
But it also made her smile. Now she could go visit him, make certain he was okay, and get him to take her on a date. With that, she peddled off to greet her Airen.
The lobster sighed as he wearily made his way back to the sea, the crab defectors coming with him.
It had been pure luck that he had wandered off with them towards the exit. Many had not been lucky at all, being fried or hacked to pieces.
But the sea was soon to be before them. Those with him had seen the wisdom in abandoning their leader.
Of course, the monkeys had remained behind. Leave it to a simian not to know when to get the hell out.
But they were away from the crazy people, and more importantly, the crazy girl who thought he was a blunt instrument.
Kodachi smiled as she finally found her camera. Despite her multiple calls, Sasuke had no answered her summons. She had even lowered herself to calling him on his cell phone, but only heard a chattering sound.
But now that she had her camera, everything would be fine. She had heard that the school board was sending a team to investigate her father as well as the school her idiotic brother and her beloved Ranma-sama went to.
As such, she not only wanted to witness it, but she wanted to have solid evidence of it to remember forever.
“Perhaps I might even catch a glimpse of my beloved as they escort my deranged father away.
“But I must make haste, lest they finish the inspection and conclude the festivities before I can partake. OH HOHOHOHOHO!”
And with that, she took off, a small shower of black rose petals in her wake.
I will need to discus with Sasuke about neglecting to refill my pouches. How can I be expected to make an exit without my petals?
Dr. Diggers looked at what remained inside the building after he closed the portal and cleared out what little wabbits remained. How so many wabbits could find that portal—let alone be in one single spot on Jade to get here—was beyond his understanding at this point. All he knew at the moment was that around 1000 wabbits had somehow gotten together, found the portal, and entered Earth Realm through it. And that was only because he had a spell to let him know what all had come through the portal.
Although he doubted the fox would be of any problem.
But now he was forced to consider what kind of rouge mage would release such an enemy on the unsuspecting population of Nerima? Was it a means to deal with the new were-cheetahs? Was it some design of the Lich King?
“Perhaps this person knows how this occurred,” he muttered, looking at what remained of the parchment that had sustained the portal. Obviously it was done by a mage of great strength, and of great danger. Who else would willingly leave a parchment with his name on it?
It read, "From the desk of Gosunkugi Hikiru:".
Nodding, he placed the parchment into a pocket, before leaving. Julia tended to get upset if he didn’t watch some of her fights.
“Thank you for delivering that message,” said Kasumi. “I’ll have to pick up the daikon later on.”
“Um ... you’re welcome,” said Gina, watching as the were-cheetah in the house dress went up the stairs to get Tiffany some more toys.
And was replaced with a woman with black bed-hair, wearing loose clothes, and scratching herself. “Can’t people let me sleep in, they have to blow things up.”
Nodoka paled a bit. “Um ... Amaterasu-sam—I mean, Amaterasu-san,” said Nodoka, quickly correcting herself after receiving a scowl from the Goddess, “how are you this morning?”
“Hung over and in desperate need of coffee,” muttered the Goddess. Slowly, she turned towards the newcomers. “Ah; the Diggers. Nice to meet you. Sorry, but I’m not exactly a morning person, not since the fifties.”
The trio could only nod, not quite up to dealing with a Goddess.
“Excuse me, Ms. Nodoka, but do you have anymore—EEK!”
They turned, spotting a frozen were-rat in hybrid form, plastered against the wall in fear.
Amaterasu looked at him before muttering several phrases that couldn’t be picked up by Tiffany—children were so impressionable at that age—before she whipped out her staff and cracked him on the head, as well as the two were-rat girls who came through the hallway to find out why he had screamed.
“Owie.”
“Shaw, that hurt.”
“What the hell!”
Amaterasu sighed as she put her staff away, the enchantment dispelling the Gaze of Doom; something a Goddess with a severe hangover was not in the mood for. “I am not in the mood to deal with it. There is no fighting in this house, and if I hear one argument, you’ll be a splatter on the wall. Do I make myself clear?” she growled, looking at all assembled.
The people could only nod, as she stumbled towards the kitchen, hoping to find some coffee.
“Like, she’s scary.”
“Spwatter!”
The were-rats turned to the baby, now able to see it without the Gaze affecting them.
“You know,” said Romeo, “it’s kinda cute when it’s not snarling at you will large jaws.”
“Are you calling my daughter ugly?” growled Brittney.
“No fighting,” said Nodoka, rubbing her head. “We should not agitate a Goddess of her caliber.” And why do I hear bad poetry?
Kasumi was searching through the old toy chest, trying to see what might be suitable for the young girl?
Rubber mallet? No; Akane had worn that down to a stub.
Play money? No; like the Monopoly money, they all had “Property of Nabiki Tendo” written on them.
Perhaps that old game her mother made, converting an old whack-a-mole game she had bought. Though why the moles had been replaced with dolls of Grandfather Happosai that said “Sweeto!” as soon as they popped up was anyone’s guess.
Though her mother did get so much joy out of playing with it.
“Oh; I do wonder what Grandfather is doing now?”
“Hotcha!” screamed the old pervert, darting between both the magical girls and the rubble their attacks had made.
“EEK!”
“Give those back!”
“Wow; magical girl panties are so soft!”
“World Shak—EEP!”
“But these are just so plain. Hmm, more masculine chi then I would have thought. Must be a tomboy!”
“Panties are for school girls, and not midget youmas. In the name of—YEOWCH!”
“Ah; you’ve got a runner’s ass!”
Saturn and Chibi-Moon stood off to the side. “You know,” said Saturn, as she and her friend were safe from Happosai’s act due to their age, “this is really @#^$% sad to watch.”
Chibi-Moon nodded. “News flash; they ain’t much ^%#$ better in Crystal Tokyo either.”
“Dead scream!”
“Missed me,” said Happosai, as he darted between the Time Guardian’s legs. “But oh what treasures you wear. They don’t even make these anymore.”
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