Ranma found himself slowly coming to once again, only without the surges of pain.
He checked his body, struggling to see in the dim light of his cell if he now had four arms, a tail, or something else one would expect when aliens caught you.
Quickly, he made certain he had not been ... probed. According to those shows on TV, the aliens always stuck something up your butt. Why? No one had a clue, they just did it.
Sniffing the air, he found himself darting quickly to a small table in the room, several bowls of ... something ... on top of them. Carefully, he sipped each one, wanting to make certain they weren’t poisonous to him.
Despite the way they looked, they both smelled and tasted great, easily on par with what he had come to expect from Kasumi’s cooking.
Feeling extremely hungry for some reason, and noticing his ki felt a little off, he delved into the food.
After all, he would need his energy if he was going to defeat these butt-probing aliens before they probed him.
“He still seems a bit hostile,” said one of the Shepards, observing Ranma’s thoughts.
“It is to be expected,” said another, making a note to check for whomever these ‘butt-probing aliens’ were that seemed to be harassing Earth. “After all, the last thing he remembers is us stunning him after we transported the other two back to Earth.”
The first one nodded in agreement. “I will see about getting him someone to explain things to him.”
“Have them try to be as emotionless and unpresuming as possible,” said the second one. “His Limbic System is still fluctuating rapidly. We may need to flood his chamber with a sedative agent.”
Nodding, the two went back to their work.
“Now we come to the nation of Honduras,” said the image of the Shepard at the UN.
And this was only four hours after he started listing the crimes each nation was guilty of.
This would be a while.
Back on one of the Shepard ships, several girls in sailor fukus were currently chasing an alien butterfly across the fields.
That was except for one, who had long green hair and red eyes. She was currently at the base of a tree, trying to figure out how to get the yummy fruit from up there.
The fact that there were several branches that she could climb on to reach the fruit went without notice.
And she was the smart one, after the Shepards finished their alterations.
“That wasn’t very nice for Honduras to do,” scolded Kasumi at the television.
Nabiki smirked a little bit, wondering what secrets the Shepards would reveal about Japan as well as the USA. She had good money on at least ten different political assassinations. Perhaps they’d even reveal who might have killed JFK or even that one union guy no one had ever found.
Turning slightly, she saw the heavily tied and beaten Genma Saotome, in cursed form, wrapped and bundled in such a way that even he wouldn’t be able to escape.
Beside him was his wife, Nodoka. She wasn’t bound, only holding her son’s shirt, and muttering about how she was the ‘worst momma ever’.
Akane was in another corner, torn between crying for Ranma, and cursing him for ‘being with those perverted hussies in school uniforms who like to flash everyone their panties’.
Long since sued to her sister’s bipolar attitude, she turned back to Cologne. “When do you think the mob will get here?”
Before Cologne could answer, there was a knock on the door.
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