“Sorry ‘bout that,” Ranma apologized. “I don’t know what’s coming over me.”
“It’s... Okay. Really,” Stryyp said. “I just wish you’d close your mouth when you did that is all.”
“I’ll make sure to do that if it happens again.” Ranma said seriously.
Jetta sighed and shook her head. Sextome was never one to really apologize, and Ranma had been doing that a lot. “Oh, I hope Stryyp doesn’t notice,” Jetta thought fearfully.
Of course, Stryyp wasn’t paying that much attention to Ranma. He was move concerned about getting the pigtailed Tamer’s mucous off of his shirt before it left a rather nasty stain for him to try and clean later.
Archon frowned as she looked about the room. This didn’t go unnoticed by the others at the table. It just seemed ‘wrong’ for a Megami to frown.
“Archon?” Stryyp asked cautiously. “What’s wrong?”
His muscles tensing in preparation for a possible conflict, Ranma asked, “Is it those Titmice things you were talking about earlier?”
Shaking her head, Archon answered, “No. But now something doesn’t feel right with this place. It’s as if...”
“As if what?” Stryyp asked.
A dead-serious came over the Megami’s face. “Shield,” she called out as a magical force-bubble appeared around the booth.
And then it happened.
Windows were broken as smoke bombs were thrown into the restaurant, releasing tear-gas. Fast-food workers and the few other restaurant patrons were left coughing and were being overcome by the gas.
Seeing this, Ranma tried to stand up, but Jetta held onto his wrist firmly. “Jettaaa...” Ranma literally growled. He couldn’t just stand-by while others were in trouble.
“Master, if you leave this force-shield, you’ll be in danger,” Jetta said warningly.
“Best listen to your Alpha, Sextome,” Stryyp said warningly. “We’ll be okay in here until the gas passes.”
Frowning, Ranma begrudgingly sat back down. Hearing people’s cries, coughs, gasps for air and knowing he could do nothing to help them at that time wasn’t sitting well with him. Not one bit.
Archon’s frowned deepened a little more. “They’re here.”
“Who’s here?” Ranma asked irritably.
Ranma’s question was answered by the introduction of the two invaders as some background music started to kick up.
“PREPARE FOR TROUBLE!” Came a male voice.
“MAKE MY LATTE DOUBLE!” A female voice soon followed.
“To protect the world from infestation!” Said the man.
“To bump and grind all peoples without a reason!” Spoke the (poké)girl.
“To denounce the goodness of truth and love.”
“Our orgasms reach heights as the stars above!”
Both people posed, the man pointing their arms to the left, and the girl holding and pointing a kodachi sword to the right.
“LENDO!” Said the man, introducing himself.
“ICHIKOO!” Said the possible pokégirl.
“Team Rivalsan, blast off to fulfill our dream!” Lendo said as he posed again, this time, his arms crossed over his chest like an ‘X’.
“Surrender now, or prepare to cream!” Ichikoo stated as she posed again, pointing her kodachi sword at the group sitting at the booth in the back of the McPoke’s.
“MERRRRRRRRROWL! That's right!” Said the sack-carrying Merrowl as a large red ‘R’ then appeared behind them as it inflated.
His eyebrow twitching in irritation, all Ranma could say was, “Of you’ve GOT to be shittin’ me!”
“No we aren’t!” Ichikoo stated!
“Fool!” Lendo called out, pointing his katana at Ranma. “We are the nefarious Team Rivalsan! Renown pokégirl thieves of the Indigo, Johto, and Edo regions!”
“Pokégirl thieves!?” Ranma asked curiously.
“Merrrrrowl! That’s right!” The Merrowl said seriously as she eyed Archon. “And we want that ultra-rare Megami!”
Frowning, Stryyp was starting to stand up from the booth. “You won’t have her!”
“Says you!” Lendo said seriously. He then eyed the pokégirl that was sitting by the pigtailed man and smiled. “Ah! A Lupina! Another rare pokégirl indeed. Yes. She’ll be another excellent score!”
Jetta’s eye twitched. Gods she hated pokégirl thieves. “I better take care of these idiots before they cause any real trouble.”
However, before Jetta or Archon could make a move, Ranma got out of the booth, walked atop the table a step or two before jumping off and landing onto the ground before the male pokégirl thief. “Listen, Lendo,” Ranma started. “I don’t know who you think you are, but NO ONE steals my pokégirls.”
“Oh?” Lendo said with a raised eyebrow. “And what are you going to do about it?” He began to smirk. “You’re just a Tamer. There’s nothing you can do but submit as I steal your pokégUURRL!!!”
Everyone stared in shock at the sight before them. Ranma had his fist planted firmly in the irate islanders gut. Slight tears were in the corners of Lendo’s eyes as his body quivered. Ranma had a fierce scowl on his face, with a look that seemed to give one the feeling of his attitude being, ‘come hell or high water’.
“Listen, asshole,” Ranma spoke harshly. “I’m only gonna say this once. Get the hell out of here before I kick your ass form here to kingdom come. Got it!?”
All Lendo could do was weakly nod his head. He never knew of a Tamer using a tactic like this before. No one would EVER just punch, let alone fight another Tamer. Fighting was usually left up to PokéBattles and such.
After a moment, Ranma pulled his fist back from the irritating pokégirl thief, letting him fall to the ground like a rag-doll. “And don’t bother us again!”
Ichikoo and the Merrowl looked back and forth between their downed Tamer and the pigtailed man who just defeated the man with a single punch. Cautiously the two moved to pick up Lendo.
Taking a few smoke bombs off of her belt, the Kunoichi looked at Ranma harshly. “Don’t think you’ve won, Tamer,” Ichikoo said seriously. “No one defeats Team Rivalsan! You hear me? No one!”
And so, Ichikoo threw another smoke-bomb, giving them cover as they retreated.
When the smoke was gone, so was Team Rivalsan. Ranma rolled his eyes. “What idiots. Don’t you think so, Jetta?”
At the silence he received, Ranma spoke out again. “Jetta?”
Turning around, Ranma saw Stryyp, Archon, and Jetta staring at him wide-eyed. In fact, when he thought about it. Everyone was staring at him. “Yeesh, you’d think these people never saw someone fight before,” Ranma thought irritably.
To say Jetta wasn’t impressed would have been an outright lie. However, while this had impressed her, it made the Lupina nervous as hell. “Shit!” She thought irritably, almost afraid. “Now he’s done it!”
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(Posted Thu, 25 Mar 2004 23:53)
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