Too Damn Perfect

Too Damn Perfect

Or

The Tragic Fate of The SI

Ranma was practicing in the dojo when a large explosion, something that is a daily occurrence in Nerima and Ranma experiences every day to the point where you could detonate a nuclear bomb in his bed and he'd maybe twitch a little, caused him to stop practicing about two seconds before he achieved absolute oneness with the universe, becoming an omnipotent god, and rush to the window.

(Narrator pauses for breath)

When he looked out the window, he saw a male gaijin pulling a Hibiki (as Nerimans called getting lost, which we won't go into), and immediately saw that this guy was a talented martial artist, perhaps even better than Cologne and Happosai, and he also looked very ruggedly handsome.

Ranma liked him immediately, sensing a kindred spirit in him. He also looked very wise; perhaps he could help Ranma admit his true feelings for Akane?

*Meanwhile, in a place with lots of computers and flashing lights*

The man in the blue jeans and tee shirt frowned as he read the latest report, apparently there had been another dimensional cross rip between a Ranmaverse and the fourth dimension.

AGAIN.

Michael sighed, looked like he'd have to go handle this.

*At Nerima*

Ranma was out in the yard of the Tendo house, starting towards the gaijin he just knew could solve all his problems, when a giant black hole opened up in the sky.

Out of it fell a really tall guy who landed on the gaijin and planted him firmly in the ground.

When he saw who he had landed on, he proceeded to jump up and down on him for a bit.

"Stupid Author! Your kind is not welcomed here! You always screw everything up!"

The gaijin disappeared and the tall guy smirked a little, blew on his fingernails, buffed them, and said, "I am too damn perfect."

Then he vanished, leaving Ranma to wonder what the hell had just happened.