Neko-Genma had been running for his life.
First was a very large bird that thought he was dinner.
Then there was the guy wearing a tiger pelt, saying he would make a good bride, and that he might finally get to see ‘boobies’.
Then some big bull-man with wings almost stepped on him.
And then he had ended up here ... in a village ... run by ... women!
It was absurd to him. Women were weaker then men. What these girls were doing simply went against the way of things.
He cried out often about how his dishonorable son had run off and left him to fend for himself. Never mind that it had been both Genma’s idea to go to Jusenkyo and his own fault that Ranma had said fear of the elder Saotome’s cursed form.
He would continue to find a way to resume his birth form, and then track down his scared son, and teach him to be strong against such fears.
Already, he was forming a plan. Soon, his hard work would pay off.
That was as soon as his new caretakers finished rubbing his belly.
“Now this is truly an interesting sight,” smirked Cologne in Japanese.
“Aiyah!” exclaimed Poké-Shampoo, as she kneeled before the woman.
“Uh, Shampoo?” asked Ranma.
“Is great Herowu Cologne,” said Poké-Shampoo.
“Is Shampoo’s great-grandmother, not Herowu!” yelled Shampoo.
“I understand,” said Nabiki, turning to Ranma. “Remember the history of the Amazonchan preserves.”
Ranma slowly nodded. “Damn, looks like you’re related to your hero, Shampoo.”
The pokégirl smiled, nearly bowling Ranma over as she started hopping for joy with him in her arms. “Aiyah! Shampoo is too too happy!”
“Could someone explain to me why I have two great-granddaughters now?” asked Cologne.
“I am your real great-granddaughter, great-grandmother. She is nothing but a copy!” yelled Shampoo.
“Perhaps I can explain everything, Honored Elder,” said Nabiki with a bow.
“Very well,” said Cologne, motioning for them to follow.
“And that is where we are now,” said Nabiki, finishing her story.
Several of the Amazon Elders had followed Cologne into the meeting hall and had listened to the story, including what Poké-Shampoo knew of their people on that world.
“It would seem to be a horrible place,” said Elder Lotion.
“But it get better,” said Poké-Shampoo. “Master was able to make many people respect pokégirls. Many more not see us as worthless, and many more change soon.”
“I coulda done more,” muttered Ranma.
“You did more than anyone else had before you,” replied Rei in a cold tone. “With luck, this new world will not die out, and eventually, perhaps pokégirls will be seen as equals. Perhaps one day, they may even be able to be returned to being human.”
“And what are your plans now, child?” asked Cologne.
“Well, I ain’t really certain,” said Ranma. “I mean, I gotta protect my team, and I’d like to continue my training. But ... but I really ain’t certain what to do now.”
Cologne nodded. She could see that the male, while wanting his girls to be safe, had not expected them to follow him to a world without pokégirls, let alone bring his other girls.
And if the sheer amount of pokéballs they carried for him was any indication, he was quite well taught in the sensual arts.
He did have some flaws though, if the new Shampoo’s rant about him ‘even evolving stupid pidgey, but not Shampoo’ was any indication.
The girls were fighters, and just as loyal to the Saotome boy as he was to them. She could offer them all a stay in the village, and even training, something she knew both the boy and the other Shampoo would take, perhaps even those ‘fighting types’ that were with him.
The problem was what to do afterwards. She knew for certain some girls in the village would not be happy with the boy, even if he was doing only what circumstances were allowing him to.
Of course, further thought was stopped as the man in question stared at the mangy cat that had wondered into the village a day or so ago, had been adopted by some of the younger kids if she recalled correctly.
She was even more shocked when the man picked it up by the scruff of the next, and stared at it.
“Hello, Old Man.”
Oh yes, the boy was already proving his worth. She had to admit, she hadn’t had this much excitement and drama in her life for the last fifty years.
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