"Uhm, that ain't quite it," said Ranma, grousing about things. Including the wet shirt. How was he going to explain this to any of the little girls though?
"Sweee... oh dear," said Happosai.
In almost any other circumstance where Senshi met Ancient Pervert, Happosai would have been glomping and fondling the Senshi.
However, Happosai had a long list of bad qualities and vices. Perhaps a single virtue of his was that he liked and was protective of children.
He stopped in midair from where he'd aimed at Ranma-chan and stared at all the cute little kids, stopping when he'd gotten to Shampoo. "WHAT?!"
Cologne filled in the basics. Superheroes out to fight evil. Time being rewound. Little girls now in mind and body. Etcetera.
Happosai wept at the unfairness of it all. That and he'd missed out on some prime groping opportunities.
Akane pondered this and was still very very unhappy. These little girls were still climbing all over Ranma (though Akane refused to examine exactly why this would anger her), running all over the place, and considering her to be a monster! Not a happy situation at all.
"Daddy! You know martial arts right? Can you teach us?!" asked the girl with the ponytail.
"Yeah, teach us! Teach us!" proclaimed some of the other girls.
"Uhm, I guess I could do that," acknowledged Ranma.
"YAYYYYYY!"
"I'll make tea," said Kasumi. "Maybe some cookies."
"CAN I HELP?!" several pleading glances went her way.
"Of course you can," said Kasumi, smiling at the little angels.
"YAYYYYYY!" said more of the little girls.
"Martial arts or cooking? Cooking or martial arts?" pondered the ponytailed girl.
"I can help!" Akane offered.
"WAAAAAAAAAAH!" cried the various little girls, running from the monster.
"Oh that's okay, Akane," suggested Ranma.
"That's quite all right Akane," put in Kasumi.
"I insist," insisted Akane.
The little girls forcefully sat down at the table looked as if they were expecting to be shoved in the oven at any moment.
"Hey, Akane, maybe you shouldn't do this," said Ranma on behalf of his daughters. "I mean that stuff is bad enough to be lethal -"
WHAM!
Having just flattened their 'Daddy', Akane started passing out the animal cookies to the little girls. This would put aside any thoughts they had of her being a monster for sure!
Usagi, trusting, bit into her cookie. A twinge went from her face to cascade down each of her ponytails.
"It looks as if it is writhing in eternal torment," said Michiru, looking at her animal cookie.
"Most ominous," said Rei, looking at her own cookie.
"I thought these were supposed to look like animals," opined Ami.
"Are you going to eat them OR NOT?!" growled Akane, her anger obvious.
Various kids bit into their cookies in fright.
Silence.
More silence.
"Ewwwwwwww!" "Ack! I'm dying!" "Isn't there something against this in the Geneva Convention?" "Blea!" "It's not cooked in the center, it's burned on the edges, and it tastes like rancid cardboard." "Ick."
"It can't be that bad," insisted Akane. "You're just making it up!"
Usagi stood up, slowly losing the gray-green tone she'd developed. "Cookies are a sacred trust between adult and child, meant to symbolize the sweetness of love and tasty childhood memories. For striking down our daddy and using cookies as a weapon, you must be punished!"
"That's right," chorused all the little girls.
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