“O-okay,” Sheila answered back. She was curious. What was bothering her master?
Strutting around the forest a bit, Britanny sniffled. “I’m still a monster,” The Cheetaura said sadly.
“No you're not,” Ranma stated as he started to come up to Britanny from behind.
“Yes I am!” Britanny weeped. “I’m a monster! A MONSTER!! WAAAHHH!!!”
Sighing, Ranma shook his head. “No you’re not.”
“Yes I am! Look at me!” The Cheetaura cried as she pointed to herself. “I don’t even look like I did before. WAHH!”
Ranma frowned. He walked over to Brit. “You’re still look beautiful to me.”
The Cheetaura sniffled. Britanny wondered how could she look beautiful to anyone? She was a monster, plain and simple. All she looked like now was some sort of freakish cross between her old self and a cheetah.
Smiling reassuringly at Britanny, Ranma massaged her back flanks.
Feeling that, it should have made her feel better. But it didn’t. It just reminded her how horrendous she looked. “I’m sorry, Master. I know you can’t love an ugly beast like me. I’ll be going now,” Britanny started to walk off a bit, her shoulders slumped and her head drooping in despair.
“Hey! Stop!” Ranma called out.
Britanny didn’t stop, she just continued walking. She was so depressed that she didn't hear her master calling her.
Frowning, Ranma ran after her. Thankfully, she wasn'’ walking very fast. “Brit!” Ranma shouted when he was right next to her. He hugged his Cheetaura. “What’s wrong?”
Looking up, the Cheetaura had tears falling out her green eyes. “I’m, I’m a monster. I don’t even look anything like a human anymore. And...” Britanny hiccuped. “I know that you can’t love a monster.” Britanny looked down again and spoke up quietly. “I’ll just be going now.”
Ranma frowned. “Damn it, Brit! You're not a monster!”
Tears falling down her face, she started crying lightly. “How, how can you say that? Look at me. I’m not even close to human anymore.”
Ranma smiled. “Yes you are. Even with these physical changes you’re still the same wonderful woman I cared for before,” He said seriously.
She shook her head to the side and took off in a sprint, crying the whole time. Since he was unprepared for her to take off like that, Ranma lost his grip as the Cheetaura ran into the forest. Thankfully Britanny was just running straight forward and leaving a path of destruction which would be easy to follow. “I’m a monster. I truly am a monster,” The sad and depressed Cheetaura thought to herself as she ran forward.
Sighing, Ranma continued to walk as he followed the path of destruction. He could tell Brit was REALLY upset.
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Jetta sighed as she shook her head. “Damn it, Tits,” The Lupina grumbled in an annoyed fashion. The titty-kitty pokégirl just HAD to be a drama queen, didn’t she? “She should be proud she evolved. Few pokégirls managed to evolve past their second or third stage and she’ll be stronger now.”
“That is true,” Archon agreed as she walked over to the Lupina. “But also, sometimes pokégirls do become more than ever before, for better or worse. She obviously feels that being a Cheetaura as she is now, she’ll be more animal than human.”
Wincing, Jetta understood. “And that girl valued her life as a human more than anything,” She mumbled. “Still, she should be happy. She’ll obviously be more suited for PokéBattles now.”
“And less suited for interacting with human society,” Archon explained.
Jetta frowned. “Maybe,” She allowed. Truth be told, the Lupina was feeling a little jealous. She herself was a pokéwoman now, and she was STILL only a Lupina. True, a Lupina was a further evolved pokégirl, but Jetta knew she had one more evolution to go through and she’d be even more powerful than before. And she STILL hadn’t managed it yet, even after being a Lupina all her life!
Sensing the somewhat negative feelings pouring from the Lupina, Archon shook her head. “No need to feel jealous. You have to realize that your master loves you no matter what. It’s just that the Cheetaura needs some time alone with him.”
The Lupina slowly nodded her head. It was true, but damn it! That titty-kitty was getting so much time with master already!
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After running for a bit. The Cheetaura stopped and panted heavily. She slumped down to the ground, as best she could. When she realized that all she did was lay down like a cat would with her lower body she winced when she realized how much she had changed. “Just a monster. No one can love a monster like me,” Britanny mumbled as she looked at the river she was sitting next to and nearly cried at the sight of her body reflecting off the water’s surface.
“Brit?” Ranma asked as he came by the river. “Brit...”
Stiffening, Britanny, on reflex, stood up and prepared to run again. “M-Master? Why are you here? Why do you want to see this, this monster?” Britanny’s body turned so that she was fully facing him, but she backed up a bit.
Ranma took a step towards Britanny. “Because you aren’t a monster.”
Britanny turned away. How could he say that to her? She was a monster. “But... I am a monster. I’m a freak. Look at me!”
Ranma shrugged. “Yeah, so you got the bottom half of a cheetah? So? You’re still beautiful.”
Looking miserable, Britanny plopped onto the ground. Well, she tried to, all she did was make herself look like a, well, cat deciding to sit on all fours on the ground.
Ranma smiled. “Come on, Brit. I ain’t lying. You know me. I can’t lie to save my life.”
Britanny didn’t answer, she was too busy looking at her reflection in the water to answer. “Just a monster,” She mumbled to herself.
Ranma walked over to Brit. He sat next to her and hugged the Cheetaura. “I love you.”
Sniffling, Britanny looked at him. “But why? I’m a freak.”
Ranma smiled. “You’re a wonderful woman.”
Britanny’s head slumped and she shook it. “No, I’m not a woman. Just a monsterous animal freak.”
Ranma frowned. “Brit! You gotta stop talking like that! It ain’t true!”
Trembling, Britanny looked at her master, tears falling down her face. “But... What if I can never change back? What if I look like this forever? You can’t tame me like this. And,” She sniffled a bit. “I don’t want to be teased like I was before, when I was a little shrimp.”
Ranma frowned. “You won't be teased,” he said seriously. “I won’t allow it.”
Britanny started crying. While she was happy that her master would do such a thing, there was still one problem. “I, I just want to be normal again,” She cried, twin treks of water falling down her face as she cried.
Ranma hugged Brit tightly. “I don’t know what I can do about that,” Ranma said. “But nothing’s gonna change the fact that I still love you.”
Wrapping her arms around her master desperately, Britanny cried into his shoulder. Sobbing out her fears of being stuck like that, being made fun of, and other things, all she could do was hug Ranma and sob heavily.
Ranma let her cry as he hugged her back tightly. “I love you Brit,” He whispered over and over again. And it was true. He did love her, just as he did all his pokégirls. Love. Heh. It was so foreign a concept to him before he came to this world. Now he didn’t know how he ever lived without it.
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Stryyp sighed as he looked over the carnage of the battle. “So many Titmice,” he mumbled in near disbelief.
“Quite the sight,” The Boobgong Tyr agreed. She hadn’t had a problem with any of the Vesta, and had served her master as best she could.
“Yes it is. Still, this is wrong what we did,” Stryyp said seriously.
“Huh?” Tyr asked. “But we saved the town! How is that wrong?”
“I just get the feeling it is,” Stryyp said, unsure of what was bothering him. “In any case we should tell the authorities about what happened.”
Nodding her head, Tyr said, “Agreed. They might know what to do as well,” She offered hopefully.
Stryyp nodded. “One can hope so.”
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After awhile, Britanny’s crying tapered off as she just hugged Ranma to her while he whispered words of encouragement to her.
Ranma smiled as he rubbed her back while hugging her. “Feeling better?”
Sniffling, all Britanny could do was nod her head into her master’s shoulder. “Sorry,” She whimpered out. “Sorry for looking like this and acting like I did.”
Ranma shook his head. “Brit, you had every right to be upset,” He then smiled. “And what’s to be sorry about your looks? You’re still wonderful.”
“Really?” Britanny asked, hopeful.
Nodding his head, Ranma smiled brightly. “Of course!”
Britanny purred, her tail wagging back and forth slowly. “Thank you,” She yawned a bit. “Sorry... I’m a bit tired.”
Ranma nodded his head in understanding. “Want to sleep a bit out here?” He asked with a smile. “I’ll hold you.”
Britanny nodded and nuzzled him. “Thank you.”
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His eye twitching once, twice, thrice, Lendo Rivalsan hung upside down from a rope connected to the crashed hot-air balloon in a tall tree. “Curse you, Ranma Sextome...” Lendo growled. “I’ll get you for this!”
Ichikoo sighed on the ground. She looked over to the Merrowl. “Should we get him down now?”
“Nnnnnope!” The Merrowl said with glee.
Smirking, Ichikoo asked, “Should we leave him up there until this evening?”
“MERROWL! That’s right!” The Merrowl agreed.
“HEY!” Lendo shouted. Gods damn it, this day sucked! And it had barely started!
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