Soun and Genma appeared from hiding. shove, stuff, latch
"HEY!" Akane was understandibly peeved at being shoved and locked into a metal casket.
"Thanks Nabiki," said Soun, handing over some funds to the waiting girl.
"Go get that ungrateful son of mine!" Genma proclaimed and slammed his hand down on the outer hull.
FwoooooooooooooooooooooSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
"Oops," said Genma who hadn't actually intended to launch the silly thing.
"You should have let me set the controls," said Nabiki drily as her sister and ship were rocketed off into space. "Oh well. At least I got paid!"
"You have another one?" asked Kodachi as she bounced off the wall and landed in the backyard.
"Depends on your funds," said Nabiki.
Kodachi held up a wad of yen notes she'd stolen from her brother.
Snatch! "I have just the thing, gotten from some family that had an Alien Life Form they called ALF," said Nabiki as she counted bills. "Amazing what you can find on ebay nowadays."
Doctor Zakharov continued to move at the best speed he could. He was almost past the front door now!
Of course, with his oxygen bottle, using his walker, and trying to sneak - that was about 400 yards he'd covered. And he'd had to take two naps to get this far.
The rescue of Earth was going to take a little time.
It had been a dorok. A cat/dog sort of pet about twice the size of a terrestrial housecat.
Due to Ranma seeing it get taken out by four xenomorphs, he had wished that it had stood a chance. The Great Will had clicked on.
Now Fluffy was about the size of a German Shepherd, had thick plates decorated by sharp spines it could shoot off, claws, jaws, and a tail that ended in a blade. It was immune to their acid, able to mask its presence to their senses, and faster than was typical of the xenomorphs it now hunted.
It noticed these new invaders and was sufficiently intelligent to go to ground. The tailed things stuck to low lying areas except at night, and even then tended to avoid higher elevations unless their attention was called to something. The noisy metal boxes were even easier to avoid.
Fluffy decided to sit tight while it observed. It remembered being a pet, beloved by its family and loving them in return. Nasty hissing black things killed family. Fluffy hadn't stood a chance and so had fled. Now Fluffy knew that it indeed had a chance. Fluffy was hurting nasty hissing black things in return now.
After noisy tin cans were done. Let them finish first.
For now Fluffy would rest, lick wounds, and dream of when Fluffy had family.
In space no one can hear you scream.
"AAGHHHHHH! RANMA! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!"
Unless you've put your radio on General Broadcast and smashed the mike into the "on" position as you wildly careen through the cosmos.
"WHERE THE HELL AM I, ANYWAY?!!"
As you race through a planetary atmosphere triggering all sorts of planetary alerts and violating the airspace of a paranoid group of aliens.
"AGHHHH! NOT ANOTHER WEIRD UGLY ALIEN CITY!"
Now that they had been insulted as well as trespassed against, fighters began being launched.
"RANMA! BECAUSE OF YOU I HAVE SEEN HELL!"
Now even more insulted, more ships were launched.
Several of the alien ships noticed the fleet chasing the odd ship and immediately queried for positional instructions.
They'd just follow this alien back to his homeworld and then they'd do something suitably nasty.
Daleks blasted away at Alien xenomorphs. Alien xenomorphs ripped apart metal shells to get at the tasty Dalek meat.
Unfortunately for the Daleks, they were best adapted to city environments without a lot of stairs. Their superior firepower and range was not as much use in streetfights when the xenomorphs could pop up out of nearly anywhere.
That was not to say the Daleks were pushovers by any definition. It did mean that they were losing.
The fourteen year old mad scientist noticed this and compounded his earlier two mistakes by adding a third component to the battle.
Unfortunately the retrodigitized creatures he'd chosen for this were not the hive animals of the xenomorphs, nor the relatively simple Daleks.
No, these were:
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