Ranma’s stomach growling.
And so they walked into the restaurant to grab a bite to eat instead. Jetta was carrying the bags of stuff bought, as it would have been inappropriate for the Tamer to carry his shopping bags when he has a pokégirl there to do it for him. “Ranma...” Jetta spoke up.
Ranma frowned at that, his mother had instilled SOME gentlemanly traits into him... And making a Pokegirl carry all of the stuff wasn't very gentlemanly of him. Especially since he could carry all that stuff himself. But Jetta DID insist... “Yeah, Jetta? What is it?”
“Ranma, perhaps we should eat there,” Jetta said as she motioned to a small place. It was a hamburger joint known as McPoké’s
Ranma blinked at that and thought of the similarity to another place that he and Ryoga had eaten at one time in Junior High. “Heh, looks like a McDonald’s.”
Looking at Ranma curiously, Jetta blinked. “A what?”
“A fast-foot place where I’m from,” Ranma said. “It looks JUST like that one... Save the name, which is McPoké’s here, and McDonald’s where I’m from.” He smiled at her. “At least SOME things are similar around here.”
Jetta nodded. “All right, but I should tell you, the meat is made form KhangAssCunt ‘eggs’, since it’s the primary source of ground ‘beef’ on this world.”
At those words, Ranma had an unusual look on his face, he was thinking after all. “Strange... I would have thought it came from cows or something like that... It does in my world.”
Jetta blinked her eyes for a moment, but recognized the term ‘cow’. “Most of the ‘normal’ animals died out long ago, when the part of Edo League back then known as China released the Red Plague.”
Stopping, Ranma looked at her agape. “Gee... I knew the Chinese disliked outsiders more than the Japanese, but that’s insane!”
Blinking her eyes, Jetta wasn’t sure about that. “It was a biological warfare tactic meant to kill pokégirls. Instead it just made pokégirls sick for a few days and killed off numerous people and majority of animal life on earth.”
Ranma shook his head in disgust. “Idiots.” Sure, he was being harsh on them, but why the HELL did they try and get rid of pokégirls that way?
Shifting her weight between her feet as she held the bags, Jetta asked, “Shall we enter McPoké’s, Ranma?”
Looking at his Lupina, Ranma nodded his head. “Sure. But, do you want me to take those bags for you? I mean, are they heavy or anything?”
Shaking her head, Jetta said, “I’ll carry them, Ranma.”
Ranma slowly nodded at that. “Okay, but I’d rather take some myself. I mean, mom tried to bash SOME traits into my thick skull about how to treat a lady.”
Jetta sighed. “Sorry, Ranma, but those traits don’t mean much with pokégirls.”
Nodding his head, Ranma said, “Yeah, you’ve told me several times Jetta. But I feel terrible making you carry everything.”
Looking at her Tamer, Jetta frowned. “Ranma. Just go in and let’s get some lunch already, please?”
Smiling a bit nervously, Ranma nodded. Leaning forward, he opened the door for Jetta so that she could walk in before him.
At Ranma’s Jetta frowned and stepped back. She pushed the pigtailed Tamer in and held the door open back with her butt.
Shaking his head, Ranma sighed. He REALLY needed to get out of public eye with his girls so that he could treat them like they should be treated. But he walked in without a word, with Jetta followed him after.
As Ranma got in, he could see it was done up like a McDonald’s would be, only the employees there were definitely pokégirls. Looking around, he pointed to a booth near the back. “Hey Jetta, let’s sit over there.”
Nodding her head, Jetta followed Ranma with the bags. “Yes, Master.”
As they crossed the distance to the booth, Ranma mentally wondered if he would ever get home... Not that he didn’t like his girls, but they needed to see a world where they didn’t HAVE to act like slaves and could be relatively normal girls.
Jetta looked up at Ranma. “Shouldn’t you get yourself something to eat, Master?”
Chuckling a bit, Ranma answered, “Yeah, but I wanted to put our stuff down in the booth first.”
“Yes, Master,” Jetta said as she put the bags down at the booth. She then got on her knees before Ranma and put on the cutest, saddest puppy-dog eyes. “Master, please, please get me something to eat as well... I’m soooo hungry and I can’t PokéBattle well on an empty stomach.”
At Jetta’s words, Ranma grimaced. Dammit! Did she HAVE to act this way? This world was SERIOUSLY fucked up! However, he did his best to make it look like he was a bit fed up with her. Sighing dramatically, as best he could, he spoke, “I don’t know... Do you promise to do really well later on?” He winked at her to let Jetta know that he was just playing along.
Though her face did not show it, Jetta internally let out a sigh of relief. “Yes, Master!” She spoke up. “I promise you I'll PokéBattle hard for you, and get you as many wins as I can.”
Ranma nodded at her. “Good. Okay then. You may get something to eat.” Internally he was bashing his head against the wall.
“Thank you, Master!” Jetta said, sounding as bubbly as she could pull off.
Sighing, Ranma motioned for Jetta to follow him. “Jetta,” He whispered, “You don’t HAVE to beg.”
“Yes I do,” Jetta whispered as she followed.
Sighing once more, Ranma leaned up to her ear. “Jetta, please don’t, okay? You know how BAD I feel when I see you girls act that way?”
Shaking her head, Jetta sighed as well. “I know, but I have to act like this.”
Grumbling irritably at that, Ranma whispered to her, “Remind me to give you an extra session tonight. You need it.”
At Ranma’s words, Jetta blinked, then smiled. She didn’t need one, but she wouldn’t mind another Taming so soon.
Smirking at her a bit, Ranma said, “I think you need to relax a bit.”
Her tail actually wagging, Jetta smiled and happily followed her master to the cashier counter like a little slut-puppy.
Ranma shook his head a bit to clear up his oncoming blush. He KNEW that it was coming up. “Um, hello, we’d like to order.”
The Waitress at the cash-register, an Ingenue in uniform asked, “Hello and welcome to McPoké’s. May I suggest something from our 100 slc menu?”
Ranma shrugged, it was easier than him trying to read the menus. Sure, he could speak English, didn’t mean he could read it very well. “Sure.”
“Oh Master,” Jetta spoke up. “I think you’d want four McPoké Burgers, a large World Champ Fries, and large cola.”
Ranma nodded and looked at the waitress. “Sure, that sounds good,” He turned to the Ingenue behind the cash register. “Can you get that order doubled?”
The Ingenue nodded her head. “Yessir. That’ll be...” he started typing into the register, “Exactly 1,400 slc.”
Ranma blinked and shrugged. He reached into his wallet, or would have if Jetta hadn’t beaten him to it.
Jetta winced. She realized shouldn’t have done that. Pokégirls just don’t do that! “Sorry, Master. Was trying to be helpful. Please don’t beat me...” The proud Lupina whimpered like a kicked puppy.
At this situation, Ranma sighed. Putting on a show of being a bit upset, he said, “I don’t know,” He turned to face her and winked, letting her know that he wasn’t angry. “You promise to be a good girl from now on?”
Nodding her head rapidly, Jetta practically barked out, “Yes, Master!”
Ranma grumbled a bit and sighed. “Okay then. But don’t let this happen again.” He leaned close to her ear and whispered to her. “I’m not really angry, Jetta.”
“I know,” Jetta whispered back as she kissed his ear.
Smiling, Ranma ran his hands up and down her back, while he was still nervous about doing this stuff in public, it was a bit easier for him after the conditioning that the girls had done to him.
“Excuse me,” the Ingenue spoke up after some time. “Your meal is ready.”
The two blinked and pulled away a bit. Ranma chuckled a bit stupidly at her. “Gee, have we been acting like that for that long already?”
The Ingenue shrugged. “I don’t mind. Now here’s your order sir, and have a nice day.”
Nodding his head, Ranma grabbed the tray. “Sure,” He answered and looked at Jetta. “Come on. Let’s go eat.” The two walked back over to their booth and sat down to eat.
Jetta sat down with Ranma. She looked over the food. “Master, which is mine? Do I get one Poké Burger and a World Champ Fry?”
Ranma shrugged. “Help yourself.” He smirked a bit. “We can always order more, right?”
At Ranma’s kindness, Jetta blushed. She leaned over to him and whispered, “True, but we shouldn’t make it too obvious, Ranma.”
Ranma sat back a bit. “So? Look, Jetta, I know that you’re worried about me, and it means a lot, but don’t worry too much okay?”
Jetta sighed. She wished Ranma would be careful when they were out in public.
“Hello?” Came a male voice. “Is that you, Ranma?” The two blinked and turned to the source of the voice.
There he was. The man with the Tigress ancestry himself. And probably one of the few people that could get away with speaking of ‘radical’ ideas of pokégirl rights. Stryyp Gia. And beside him was his Megami, Archon.
Ranma smiled at the other tamer and waved him over. “Hey, Stryyp, Archon. Come on over. Have a seat.”
“Thank you,” Stryyp said as he walked over to Ranma’s table with his tray. He placed it down at the table and sat across from Ranma and his Lupina. Archon sat next to Stryyp.
Ranma looked at Stryyp and smiled, happy to see SOMEONE who wouldn’t mind him being nice to his pokégirls.
“So, how’ve you been, Ranma?” Stryyp asked. “It’s been awhile since I last saw you.”
Shrugging, Ranma answered, “Been okay. Had some problems, nothing serious. Been TRYING to convince Jetta to let me treat her nicer,” He looked at his Lupina with an amused expression.
Jetta pouted. Why did her Master have to talk like that when others besides Stryyp might hear?
Of course, if she looked around, the closest person sitting to their table was five tables away and wasn’t listening to them.
Ranma shook his head and put a hand on Jetta’s shoulder, squeezing it lightly. “So, how have you been Stryyp?”
Archon smiled knowingly and quietly munched on her French, er, World Champ Fries.
Looking at Ranma, Stryyp shrugged a bit. “Been okay. Heard about a certain problem in town here.” Stryyp then shook his head. “Or rather, my Megami heard about it.”
“Oh?” Ranma hadn’t heard anything about it. He turned to Jetta. “Have you heard anything?”
Jetta shook her head. “Sorry, Master. I haven’t.”
“I get the feeling this town has a Titmice problem growing,” Archon answered idly as she continued to munch on her fries.
The pigtailed martial artist/tamer shrugged. He didn’t expect Jetta to know. However, he then blinked at Archon’s words. “Really? Why is it a problem?”
Stryyp blinked. “But, Titmice are a problem when there’s too many.”
“Yes,” Archon said. ‘That’s why I said it’s a growing problem.”
Jetta frowned. “How many Titmice are we talking about?”
Shrugging her shoulders, Archon answered, “I can’t be certain... But I feel the presence of more than a hundred in the town already.”
“Gee, it’s like a plague of locusts then? Too many and they wipe out the fields.” Ranma said idly, he had heard of what locusts could do while visiting temples in his youth.
“Indeed,” Stryyp said, although he wasn’t sure what a locust was. “They can really muck up things if there’s too many feral Titmice in a city or any general area at a time.”
Ranma nodded, he could see that. After all, plagues of rats back home were never pleasant to deal with.
Archon continued to idly munch on her fries.
Ranma looked at Jetta. “You going to eat your burger?”
Nodding her head, Jetta said, “Yes, Master,” and went to eating her McPoké burger with gusto.
Looking at his Lupina literally wolf down the food, Ranma blinked at that. “Gee, you eat like me and Pops do,” He chuckled a bit. “Not that I mind.”
Blushing in embarrassment, Jetta apologized. “Sorry, Master.”
At the antics of the other Tamer’s Lupina, Stryyp chuckled and began eating as well. “You know, these things aren’t bad for only 100 slc.”
Ranma waved off Jetta’s actions. “Go ahead, eat. I don’t care.” Hearing what Stryyp said, he then took a bite of his own burger. “Hey, you’re right.”
Stryyp nodded. “Archon suggested the place. I always trust what she has to say.”
Ranma sighed a bit and shook his head as he ate. He hated to admit this, but he was starting to get a bit homesick. He just missed everyone back home is all.
Looking over at Archon, Jetta asked the Megami, "Is it true that Megamis can’t lie?”
To the Lupina, Archon nodded to her. "Yes, however...” The Megami shrugged. “For you Jetta... Whether or not you choose to believe is the true question. For truth is the greatest lie of all.”
Ranma blinked at that. “Seriously?”
“Yes,” Archon answered. “Which I know you believe, considering you are Sextome, yet not Sextome.”
A bead of sweat going down the back of his head, Ranma chuckled a bit nervously at that. Now that he thought about it... “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’m still Ranma, just not the same Ranma that was here before.” He quickly looked around to see that no one heard him. He knew that his pokégirls were worried about that.
Stryyp finished his McPoké burger and started on another one. “Understood. I mean it’s never too late to make a U-turn with your life, if you really want to.”
When Stryyp said that, Ranma nodded slowly. “Yeah.” He looked at Jetta, who had been silent while eating. “Jetta? Something wrong? You seemed depressed about something.”
The Lupina looked at her master for a moment. Jetta wasn’t depressed, well, maybe a little, but she was thinking about how to tell her master that she may be pregnant. Sighing, Jetta shook her head. “No, Master, I'm fine.”
At Jetta’s reply, Archon shook her head sadly. “Matters of the heart weight heavily upon the soul, Lupina.”
Ranma frowned lightly, he put an arm around Jetta’s shoulders and hugged her a bit. “Jetta, it’s okay. If you need to talk, I’ll listen.”
Jetta sighed. She wanted to talk to Ranma, tell him about how she may be expecting... But it worried her how he would react. And she didn’t want to speak of such things in front of some people they still didn’t know that well.
Ranma sighed at her silence. “When you want to talk about it, Jetta, I’ll listen.” He kept his arm over her shoulders as he ate his burger. “So, Archon, anything else about this Titmice infestation? Anything to worry about? Like diseases or something like that?” Ranma WAS curious about that. After all, his old man said at one time that mice carried a LOT of diseases.
Looking at Ranma, Archon answered, “That I cannot say for I do not know specifically what they will cause. Just know that is it bad. Very, very bad”
With that, Ranma winced. That wasn’t good. It sounded like some prophecy for doomsday or something.
Archon noticed Ranma’s look and shook her head. “No. It’s not the end of the world. Just possibly the town.”
“Same difference. Lot’s of people could die,” Ranma said gloomily.
“Unless,” Stryyp butted in, “Tamers with cat-types are to help.”
Ranma blinked at that. “Um, okay... Let me guess... They eat the mice, right?” It sounded natural, though he was a bit disgusted at the thought of that.
“No,” Archon answered.
“Master,” Jetta spoke up quickly. “Titmice are just deathly afraid of cat-type pokégirls.”
“Oh?” Ranma asked. “Well, that makes sense.”
“It should,” Jetta said as she went to eating.
Placing down a little empty box of fries, Archon picked up another box of World Champ Fries and continued eating.
Ranma thought about it for a bit, his one arm was still around Jetta’s shoulders, and he nodded. “Okay, so Brit, Sheila, and Grave could scare them easily, huh?”
To her Tamer’s question, Jetta nodded. “Yes. Those three will scare Titmice into submission.”
Relieved at not having to deal with his girls eating others like that, Ranma nodded, squeezed Jetta’s shoulders with his arm a bit and took another bite of his burger, finishing it off.
Jetta smiled and leaned back into Ranma’s shoulder. It made Jetta feel happy to be with her Tamer. She was still having feelings of jealousy since she realized just how much time the titty kitty Britanny was spending with their Master.
Finishing off his second McPoké burger, Stryyp spoke up, “You have a Rack-Shasa as well. She could take a cat-type form,” He then blinked as a thought hit him. “By the way, who is ‘Grave’?”
Ranma blinked a bit. “Oh, that’s right. I got her after we parted ways last. Poor girl was starved for attention, and acted like the whole world hated her.”
Sighing sadly, Stryyp frowned. “I understand completely. A lot of poor pokégirls get their wills broken completely by their owners.”
Hearing that, Ranma sighed and nodded. “Yeah. Some of the things that she mentioned...” He shook his head. “I REALLY didn’t like hearing what she said and helped her feel better.”
Stryyp smiled. “That’s rather kind of you, Sextome.”
Smiling lightly, Ranma looked at Jetta. “Well, yeah.” He shook his head a bit and squeezed Jetta’s shoulders a bit more. “Just, you know, saw the light and had to change my ways.” Which was completely true, but let them think something had happened to the version of him that was born here.
Impressed, Stryyp nodded.
Archon just smiled a little playfully. “Sure...”
After some time, Stryyp shrugged. “Anyway, I’ve gotten a new pokégirl too. A Boobgong I’ve named Tyr.” He smiled. “First pokégirl I’ve actually caught since I became a Tamer.”
Ranma blinked a bit. “Really?” Technically speaking, he hadn’t caught a pokégirl since becoming a Tamer either.
“Yes,” Stryyp said. “Really nice girl, but she had a few personality problems. Very, very shy.”
“Shy for a pokégirl? Or shy for a normal girl?” Ranma asked dryly.
Stryyp shrugged. “Both you could say. She was just shy around me. I think it had to do with me looking like a cat. Specifically, a Tigress,” Stryyp explained.
Although Ranma nodded, he wasn’t too sure about what Stryyp’s pokégirl looked like, but better to act like he knew what Stryyp was talking about. “So she was nervous around you... Was she afraid you were going to harm her or something?”
“A little,” Stryyp said. “Most Cat-types have an advantage over fish-pokégirls. Ancestral fear, I guess.”
“Maybe because cats ate fish a long time ago?” Ranma mused aloud. It was still amazing to him that he wasn’t stuttering at the word ‘cat’ like he used to.
“I think so,” Stryyp said sadly.
Ranma smirked as a rather... Hentaish thought hit his brain. “So you can ‘eat’ her another way now?” He then blushed when he realized what he said aloud.
Blinking her eyes in surprise, Jetta stared at Ranma. She didn’t know Ranma had the balls to speak like that.
Shrugging, Stryyp smiled. “Maybe. Maybe...”
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