Having returned to the PokéCenter after the Library closed, the group had gathered to share their experiences. Nabiki just stared across the table piled with sandwiches Kasumi made and paper plates to where the pigtailed martial artist was sitting with Asrial on his right... and a new pokégirl on his left. Needless to say, the middle Tendo daughter wasn’t taking the news her sister’s fiancé had to share well. “So there was another Saotome?” She had figured there could be... or had been as the case was. “So that’s why I couldn’t find anything on him,” she said in a soft, serious voice. The Ranma native of this world had gone missing... lovely.
The pigtailed martial artists tilted his head as he heard that. “What?” Ranma blinked his eyes as he looked at Nabiki curiously. “You mean you tried to find such information? But... that’s like...” he wasn’t sure how to describe it exactly. “What are the odds?”
“Very low...” Nabiki admitted. Yet there was a serious look to her eyes as she explained, “But I do know that our good friend Kuno-baby has a dimensional counterpart.” Although she wondered if she should tell him about the information she had on Gendo...
At hearing that revelation, Ranma shuddered. “There’s a KUNO here?” That... that was wrong. Granted, so many things were wrong with this world but the fact that there was another True Blunder was really wrong!
“And he’s rich,” Nabiki added seriously. At the look Ranma gave her, she explained, “Apparently his family has the largest monopoly of Evolution Stones in the planet’s western hemisphere...”
Although she was nervous about speaking up in the presence of people she didn’t know, Sparkplug’s curiosity got the better of her. “You two know the Kunos?” The Peekabu spoke up, her ears twitching. She had heard about them before; her former master bitched about how expensive evolution stones were often enough and how it was the Kuno family’s fault. He’d wanted to evolve her into a Ria but he could never afford, or rather, never wanted to spend the three-thousand credits that the stone was worth.
Raising an eyebrow curiously, Asrial asked, “What’s wrong with the Kunos?” As she wondered this, thoughts in the back of her mind turned the gears in her head. If there was another Ranma... could there be another Jeremy? Another one of the Salusian herself?
To the Salusian princess’ question, Ranma visibly twitched for a moment before he slowly turned to her. “What’s wrong?” He asked in annoyance. “Those idiots are inbred, moronic, delusional psychopathic idiots that can’t see reality except for how they see it!” Oh yes, Ranma had more than enough headaches due to the antics of the whole damned Kuno family.
Staring at the disheveled Ranma, Asrial blinked her eyes once, twice. “That bad, huh?”
“You forgot that they’re a family that also suffers from the Blood Curses of Insanely High Stupidity, False Superiority and Aura of Ooze,” the Peekabu helpfully provided.
“Aura of Ooze?” The three Nerimians and Asrial asked at the same time. While the previous two sounded self-explanatory, that third stood out.
Realizing she had everyone’s attention, Sparkplug tried to explain it as best she could. “The Aura of Ooze is a Blood Curse that repulses any pokégirl of Feral-level intelligence,” the Peekabu replied honestly. “In fact, it is very, VERY rare for people with the Aura of Ooze to find any Feral pokégirls as any Feral pokégirl up to a mile away will instinctively retreat from the person possessing it. If, for some reason, the possessor comes with eyesight of a Feral pokégirl, they will be met with hostility almost instantly. The more powerful the Aura of Ooze, the further and faster the Feral pokegirls will retreat.”
“So someone like Kuno has almost no danger of coming across Feral girls?” Ranma asked curiously. The lucky bastard! But then again, it made a whole lot of sense. The pigtailed martial artist could admit that he always wanted to run away from the idiot.
Shaking her head, the Peekabu answered, “I wouldn’t say that. The only way a Feral pokégirl would remain within the area would be if they were territorial. The more domesticated pokégirls, such as myself will merely find these people more repulsive than they actually are. I should mention that some people with the Aura of Ooze can suppress it so that it only activates when they open their mouth to speak.”
Rolling her eyes at that last part, Nabiki mumbled, “And kami-sama knows Kuno baby can’t shut his trap...”
Trying to consider all she was being told, Asrial shook her head. “So... avoid the jerks then?” Seeing as how the others nodded, she couldn’t do anything but agree.
With the pause in discussion, it was Kasumi that spoke up. “So Nabiki,” she started calmly. “Do you have any clue where we are in this world?”
Nodding her head, Nabiki replied, “As we all know, we’re in Pewtit City, Indigo League. But apparently the Indigo continent is leftover of what remained of the mid-western United States...” she winced. “I saw the map. They’re not so united anymore.”
Asrial blinked her eyes. This was the United States!? “How bad?”
“The coasts are shifted and most of Canada and Mexico are gone.” Nabiki sighed. “While it’s obvious from the maps that most of Canada went under, the western and eastern coasts are now their own ‘Leagues’; Sunshine and Crescent Leagues respectively. Mexico has moved to the center of the Atlantic and is now the Crimson League.”
Blinking her eyes as she considered that, Kasumi asked, “So what happened? Giant Earthquakes?” She knew Japan could be hit sometimes. Could one have hit hard enough to just shift plate tectonics so severely?
“A giant Legendary Pokégirl called Typhonna literally tore this country apart with an attack known only as ‘Ebony Void’...” the Ice Queen of Furinkan replied rather mysteriously. “Often wherever she attacked, she either tore land masses apart or they just weren’t there anymore; gone without a trace...”
The others stared at her in shock, save the Peekabu. She wondered why they were so surprised about this stuff. This was the kind of stuff people learned in elementary school; common knowledge.
As the group just stared at her, Nabiki broke up the shock with her own question. “By the way, Saotome... who is the new pokégirl and how did you get her?”
Ranma winced at the question. He was hoping she wouldn’t ask. “Well... let’s just say that because of what some jerk did to the RV, I got her.” Really, he didn’t want to explain it too much to her. It was pretty embarrassing for most everyone involved.
Although she noticed the discomfort, Nabiki nodded her head, wanting to know. “I understand that you got her because of what that asshole did to our RV but how does giving her to us make up for it?” She was still trying to figure that out how giving them a pokégirl would make them even for him taking apart their vehicle’s engine! That asshole really set them back with such a stunt!
“Apparently pokégirls can be traded or sold for cash.” Asrial said sourly, still disbelieving that pokégirls were viewed as being so... expendable in this world! People of this dimension treated these women like they were some sort of financial commodity. But they were people, damn it!
Raising an eyebrow, Nabiki asked, “So besides battling and sex, pokégirls are worth a monetary note?” That was an interesting concept. While she could already guess it was out-and-out slavery, it was still a way to make money in this world.
“Well it makes sense...” Kasumi interjected slowly. “I mean, at the grocery store they can be used to provide food-”
It was then the pigtailed martial artist interrupted her. “FOOD!?” Ranma screamed as he suddenly looked at the plate of food on the table which Kasumi had prepared with a distrustful eye. Perhaps there was some truth to the old pledge, ‘never eat anything with a face’... yes, being a vegetarian sounded good about now.
Shaking her head, Kasumi denied such. “No, no! You misunderstand.” She coughed politely into her hand to get everyone’s attention before explaining, “They can be used to make food. Milktits make sure wonderful dairy.” She let off a wistful sigh before she turned to Nabiki. “Is there any chance we could pick up a Milktit along this journey? One would be ever so helpful.”
To that request, Nabiki blinked her eyes. “Milktit?” Oh kami, she was curious but slightly afraid. If it was what she thought it was...
“Oh yes, a Milktit is such a lovely cow-like pokégirl!” Kasumi replied with a smile. “Short, cute, lovely D-Cup breasts that can grow larger the longer one waits to milk them. Oh, it’s so heavenly!” She had a happy little expression on her face.
Those gathered around the table sweat-dropped at Kasumi’s exuberance, even Sparkplug who wondered why someone would go nuts over a Milktit, as they weren’t the best of battlers. However, it was the Royal Salusian that voiced what everyone was thinking. “Um... are you okay, Kasumi?” Asrial asked as the eldest Tendo started to space-out.
Nodding her head, the eldest of the Tendo daughters easily replied, “Oh, I’m fine Asrial. Why do you ask?” She smiled as she motioned to the table. “And why don’t you try some of the burgers I prepared and just see how good pokégirl food is? And that goes for you too, little one.” She motioned to the Peekabu.
Blinking her big, black eyes, the Electric-type pokégirl pointed to herself. “You’re allowing me to eat your food?”
Smiling, Kasumi nodded her head. “Go right ahead.”
“ALL RIGHT!” Sparkplug shrieked in delight as she grabbed a burger in both hands. “People food!” She cried out victoriously before she went to alternating between the burgers, taking large bites from them. She shuddered in pure ecstasy as she could taste that these were cheese burgers.
“Oh my! Have you never eaten human food before?” Kasumi asked, frowning slightly at the thought. That wouldn’t do.
Shaking her head in a negative fashion, the Peekabu swallowed her food. Finally, she verbally replied, "No. I’ve only gotten to eat PokéChow all my life. And this is MUCH better!” She grinned as she licked her lips, both burgers having been eaten in record time. She looked at the piled plate and then back up at Kasumi. She tentatively asked, “Can I please have another one?”
“Certainly!” She smiled, glad someone was-OH! Ranma was trying some too, before his eyes widened and he started chowing down as well. “See? I told you it was good!”
Seeing the Peekabu and her human friend eating, Asrial carefully reached forward and grabbed a burger for herself. Taking a bite, her eyes went wide. “OH WOW! This is very good!” She looked up to Kasumi, smiling. “You’re an excellent cook!” She then went back to eating with gusto. It was about time something went very right today!
Raising an eyebrow, Nabiki looked at the trio of people sitting across from her making pigs of themselves and shrugged her shoulders. “Oh, what the hell...” she reached forward and took a burger from the large pile Kasumi had prepared and took a small bite. Her eyes widening, Nabiki held the burger away from her and really looked at it. “Oh wow...” she whispered as she swallowed. “This is good...” she took another bite, chewing thoroughly. As she swallowed that mouthful, she turned to her sister and asked, “So what is this? They still have cows in this world?”
Picking up a burger for herself, Kasumi calmly replied, “Oh, it’s just slices of KhangAssCunt eggs.”
As soon as those words left her lips, Ranma, Asrial and Nabiki just froze in place. Ranma’s jaw dropped, revealing a chewed up mass of meal, Asrial’s eye twitched and the burger Nabiki was holding simply fell from her nerveless fingers onto the plate. Only Sparkplug was still eating, with Kasumi taking her first bite. “Oh wow, I did really good. And to think, all this came from only two eggs. I’ll have to buy more before we leave...”
Closing his mouth and swallowing the food there, the pigtailed martial artists just stared at Kasumi. “Khang...”
“Ass...” Nabiki continued.
“Cunt...?” Asrial finished, still slightly twitching.
Giving a nod of her head, Kasumi replied, “Mmmhmm! They apparently shed the excess ‘bulk’ of their bodies into a doughy meat egg that has the texture of and a similar taste to ground beef. Isn’t it delicious?” She asked before taking another bite of her burger.
At that explanation, Ranma blinked his eyes. Looking down at the burger in his hands, he shrugged his shoulders before took another bite. “Hmm...” he swallowed. “Yeah, it is.” He then took another, larger bite.
Seeing Ranma going back to eating with his usual gusto, Nabiki sighed. She still had some questions concerning their situation. “So, Ranma...” she started slowly. “I take it that we’re now going to be walking? You said that it’s being taken care of, but did that mean losing the RV was made up to us by being given a...” she blinked her eyes as she looked at the yellow-furred mouse-like pokégirl. “What’re you again?”
Swallowing her bite of burger, the pokégirl replied, “My name’s Sparkplug! I’m a Peekabu, an Electric-type pokégirl and Master Ranma’s property!” She grinned widely.
Blinking her eyes once, twice, Nabiki had to ask, “Sparkplug?”
The Peekabu nodded her head. “My old master gave me that name,” she replied while eating more of her burger.
Nabiki raised an eyebrow. “Ranma, besides answering my previous question, please, PLEASE say you’re going to rename her.” Sparkplug was a kami-awful name.
Although he nodded his head to such a request, Ranma had to ask, “Of course! But what should she be named?” He might not have been as bad as Akane but he wasn’t that great on names. “And that OfficerJenny that met us earlier said she was going to get some friends to fix the RV for us.” Ranma blushed brightly as he admitted, “But she wants something in return...”
Nabiki shook her head. “Sure, right...”
Kasumi caught on immediately. “She wants you to Tame her, right?”
Blushing, Ranma nodded his head slowly. “Tonight. She wants me to visit her after her shift and... Tame... her...” he shivered. He realized as a civil servant pokégirl she had no Tamer yet still needed sex... but why him!?
Considering that for a moment, the middle Tendo sister couldn’t help but snicker. “I think she accepted a bribe, Saotome.” Nabiki joked.
Ranma blinked his eyes once, twice. “I wouldn’t say that to her, unless you want to be taken in on any kind of charges she could find that are still legal grounds for immediate arrest.” He’d seen how Officer Jolie pretty much tore that mechanic a new asshole. He didn’t want Nabiki to suffer a similar fate.
“I was kidding anyway.” Nabiki said half-heartedly. Last she wanted was trouble heading specifically for her.
Looking across the table at the Peekabu, the eldest of the Tendo daughters sighed. “I understand you’re pleased but you should slow down, little one... you might get sick.” Kasumi politely admonished Sparkplug as she wolfed down on the burgers.
“But...” the Peekabu tried to speak around her mouthful. Swallowing, she again replied, “But it’s so good!” She grinned happily. “You’re a wonderful cook!”
Smiling a little at the compliment, Kasumi told her, “Thank you, Sparkplug. But it wouldn’t do if you got sick.”
Nodding her head, the Peekabu forced herself to slow down.
Nabiki shook her head. “Great, another person with us and Kasumi wants to get a Milktit...” Hmmm... might’ve been easier to travel by themselves. But she wasn’t sure if she would be able to, not yet anyway. Shaking her head, the self-proclaimed Ice Queen looked over the group eating as she realized there was so much they needed to figure out.
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