She was trying to get a handle on things. For starters, she wanted to know where was she. It sure didn't look like Japan, though she'd only seen part of it. "Then again" she said aloud as she took in her surroundings, noting the strange flora and fuana around her, "this doesn't look like anywhere else I've seen either."
A sweatdrop made its way down her long luxuriant hair as a strange blue and white creature emerged from the brush on the side of the path she was on. It first poked out it's head and made a deep "bum bum" sound. After looking to and fro it proceeded to skip across to the other side all the while going "buh bum buh bum, buh bum bum!" disappearing in the waist high thichket.
"Uh... O-kaayyy." she said with a nervous lopsided grin.
Certain she must be seeing things, the girl put her hand to her forehead. No fever. And she didn't think she was coming down with anything.
Hurrying along, she hoped not to run into anything else she couldn't indentify. Which is when a bluish green hummingbird caught her eye. Now there was something she could identify. The young chef "aah'd" as it flitted toward a large white flower with beautiful yellow pistols. Until said "flower" reached out suddenly and snatched it out of the air and swallowed it.
"Gah!" she cried. She'd heard of venus flytraps and pitcher plants, but plants that ate birds?! Birds were supposed to eat plants, not the other way around! What kind of crazy place was this? For that matter.... She eyed the grass and trees around her wearily and inched back to the middle of the path.
It took awhile for her to steady her nerves enough to resume her train of thought. "Now lemme see" she began, tapping her finger lightly against her cheek, "I'd just run into old lech. And then...."
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flashback
It'd been a brand new day. "And a new day means new opportunities for landing that special someone." she beamed happily as she held up a thin flat box to her face. Wisps of steam were seen coming from it along with the familiar scent of her trademark special: okinomiyaki.
Ukyo had gone all out this time. New outfit (a sleeveless top, leather belt, and khaki shorts), a little perfume, she'd even done her hair. Sorta. She'd braided it in a manner similar to Yuri Sakazaki. And her spatula, of course. It wasn't much of a change but, in Ukyo's case, it amounted to a complete makeover.
Anyway, she couldn't help noticing the stares she was getting. It seemed her new look was a hit. She just hoped Ranma thought so too. She'd done all this for him after all. But sadly, it wasn't to be.
A cry of, "What a haul! What a haauuul!" was heard mere seconds before she was glomped. Ukyo shrieked as the old perv nuzzled her ample and.... what was this?! Unless his hands deceived him, she wasn't wearing her usual breast bindings!
"Ukyo! Baby! You shouldn't have!!" he cried, nuzzling her again with renewd fervor. The girl tried desperately to pry him loose, but like a barnacle, he wouldn't budge. Guess cleavage really did give him strength. The last straw, however, was when she'd dropped the special okinomiyaki she'd made.
Happosai paused, fear clearly etched in his wrinkly features.
"Uh-oh!"
"That tears it!!" she yelled between clenched teeth. Ukyo reached back, taking hold of the spatula on growth hormones, and beat the old lecher senseless. The last bit ending with Ukyo tossing him in the air like a tennis ball before hitting a homerun. What she hadn't seen was the small circular object that been knocked free fron his dougi.
She gazed down helplessly at what was left of her dish. The box had opened, dumping its contents on the ground. It wouldn't have been so bad had it been her usual. But this.... this was an old family recipe; one that required five hours of preparation. Ukyo sank to her knees, tears of frustration welling in her eyes.
Oh well. What's done is done she sighed. Ukyo wiped at the corner of her eye and flung the tiny droplets away. One landed on the pocket sized mirror beside her, causing it to glow.
"So much for that idea." she said to no one in particular. "Guess all I can do now is hope I run into Ryoga somewhere and -"
The rest died on the wind as the mirror reacted to what she'd said and whisked her away.
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"Come to think of it, Ranma Honey did say something about him having stuff like that lying around." No big deal. All she had to do was use the mirror to get herself back. Then she remembered: she didn't have it! The darn thing had stayed behind!
That means....
"...I'm stuck here!" she finished in horror.
No sooner had she come to realize this, she heard a scream loud enough to wake the dead and nearly made her leap out of her skin. Someone somewhere was not happy. And she sure as hell wasn't sticking around to find out who it was. Right now, she really wished she would run into Ryoga.
She bet he was used to things like this.
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