Staring at the rain which was pattering against the windows, the NurseJoy could hear the torrent of rain beating down on the roof. “It looks like we’re in for a storm...” the pink-hared PokéGirl in nurse uniform said. She blinked her eyes as the lights flickered for a moment. She hoped the generator would hold for the night. She was already making plans to go downstairs and check on it.
“Good,” an elderly voice replied from the back. “It’s been months since we’ve had any rain around here. With all the plants dying off even faster, we needed a good shower.”
Turning towards the back, the NurseJoy watched as an elderly PokéWoman came out from the manager’s office, her gray hair still holding a shade of pink, and her nurse’s uniform a pale blue instead of the white and pink of the younger PokéGirl’s. “Grandma Joy, what are you still doing up?” She asked in a chiding tone.
“What?” The older woman asked. “It’s only...” she looked over to a clock on the wall. “Seven pm...”
“Yes,” NurseJoy agreed. “And you’ve been up since six am yesterday, grandma.”
Raising her hand, the older woman waved it off. “Someone needs to take care of things behind the scenes around here. And besides, the visitors we get would rather have a pretty face greeting them rather than my old mug...”
Placing her hands on her hips, NurseJoy told her grandmother PokéWoman, “And what does that have to do with you staying up for days?” She let out a sigh. “Grandma, I worry about your health. You should let me handle all the cleaning, cooking, and medicine.”
“And what would that leave for me?” The grandmother asked.
“You could still help me with patients, Grandma,” she said. Blushing lightly, she admitted, “Plus, you’re also better with spending finances than I am. Without you, I’d have sunk this place years ago.”
The old PokéWoman cackled. “At least you admit that you wouldn’t be able to balance the budget if your life depended on it.”
“Grandmaaa...” the younger NurseJoy whined as her grandmother got her kicks at her expense.
Grinning, the older PokéWoman said, “I’ll stop teasing when you let me do my work.”
Pouting, the NurseJoy told her grandmother, “You’re impossible, you know that?”
Letting out another laugh, the older NurseJoy told her granddaughter, “Of course I am! And here I was so sure you’d figured that out a long time ago...”
Shaking her head, the NurseJoy let out a sigh. “Grandma...”
However, the moment between grandmother and granddaughter was broken when the set of twin-doors to the PokéCenter burst open, a pair of Cat-type PokéGirls rushing in, both soaked to the bone.
“Damn it,” Britanny said as she shook a bit. “This outfit’s going to take forever to dry... oh, I hope it doesn’t shrink, it’s tight enough as it is.”
“At least you got clothes,” Ranma retorted, trying to shake as well to get all the excess water in her fur. The feeling of water clinging to her in such a way and being flung from her was something she couldn’t have anticipated. Damn it! She was not going to get used to these sensations so easily.
“Oh please, I gave you my extra pair of panties,” Britanny said. “And if I hadn’t slowed down enough for you to keep up, I probably would’ve been back home before the rain hit!”
“Well, sor~ry!” Ranma-chan spat back.
Walking up to the two PokéGirls dripping all over the tiled floors, the younger nurse PokéGirl coughed into her hand to clear her throat and get their attention. “Hello there. Welcome to the Viridick PokéCenter. I’m NurseJoy. Can I help you in any way? Do either of you need to g through a Healing Cycle?”
“Nah we’re fine, just soaked,” Britanny said as she grabbed her ponytail and started wringing it of water. “But if it’s possible, can we please get a room or two? I think we’ll be staying the night.”
NurseJoy nodded her head. “Of course you can have two if you want. We don’t have any other guests at the moment.”
“Thank God,” Britanny said seriously. “How much to rent a room for a night?”
“We have a single room at five gold credits, a double for eight gold, and we have a large suite for twenty-five,” NurseJoy answered.
Going over to the NurseJoy’s desk, Britanny placed her box atop it before opening the pivotally-mounted top cover, revealing the inside to be like a tool box.
Ranma raised an eyebrow as she watched what Britanny was doing, opening her carry case and revealed all sorts of things inside. That’s what the purse was about? It seemed like it was actually useful...
The Cheetit then lifted the rack-mounted shelves to make a trip of tote-trays, the top two with dividers to keep items separated. Searching through the very bottom, Britanny pulled out a small sack that jingled as she lifted it. Opening her right hand, the Cheetit used her left hand to tilt the sack, dropping eight round gold coins stamped with a smaller circle atop a divider down the center of the coin into her palm, which she then held out to the Joy. “A double, please. I think Ranma would prefer some privacy, but I should keep an eye on her...”
Nodding her head, the NurseJoy said, “Of course.”
Pouting, Ranma crossed her arms over her chest. “Hey, stop treating me like an invalid. I may not know what’s going on all that well, but nothing ain’t wrong with me.”
Raising an eyebrow, Britanny pointed out, “You were telling me you were a guy when we first met...”
Nodding her head, Ranma firmly stated, “I am!” At receiving a trio of similar odd looks from the other women in the room, Ranma said, “I’ll prove it! If someone could get me some hot water, I’ll show you!”
Shaking her head, Britanny sighed. “Girl, when I say this, I’m not making fun of you or anything... but that sounds absolutely-”
“I’ll get you some,” the older NurseJoy said. “I have a tea-kettle on the stove in back readying a pot of water right now.”
Turning to her grandmother, the PokéGirl NurseJoy asked, “Getting tea to calm yourself before you head off to bed?”
Raising an eyebrow, and giving her granddaughter a look that said, ‘are you kidding me?’ she told the younger NurseJoy, “Hell no! I just like to have Irished-up Tea at this time of night. Keeps me going.”
Wincing, the NurseJoy shouted, “Grandma!”
Smirking, as she heard the whistle, the older PokéWoman told her granddaughter, “I’ll get it!” Turning and leaving the room, the older woman cackled as she left.
Huffing, the younger NurseJoy shook her head. She was never going to understand that crazy old woman.
A sweat-drop rolling down the side of her head, Ranma honestly wondered what the hell kind of situation she had gotten herself into now...
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