PenPen's Pebble
by Shade
Disclaimer: 'Tenchi Muyo!' is the property of Pioneer & AIC.
PenPen belongs to Gainax and their holy church of Penguins.
No profits made from this; it's just entertainment.
~~~~~
Part 1: No Need for Confusion
(Or never alter reality after ingesting 12 bottles of someone else's alcoholic beverage)
~~~~~
"How'd he qualify for this?!"
"Apparently, in his universe after Third Impact wiped out humanity,
his race became the dominant species on Earth. He's their first legendary
hero. We never said that non-humans couldn't participate in this, after all."
"But... but... HE'S A PENGUIN!! AND HE'S DRINKING MY BEER!!"
"Wark!"
"No, you can't do that. What is it with you
and romances involving older women anyway?"
"WARK!!"
"I was just asking!! Jeez, the nerve of some beings."
"Wark!!"
"Give me back my BEER!!"
"WARK!!!"
~~~~~~
Tenchi Masaki. Crown Prince of the Planet Jurai.
Warrior of Justice, Destroyer of Evil.
Bearer of the Light Hawk Wings and the chosen of Tsunami.
With 5 beautiful women in house, he hasn't even kissed one of them yet.
Tenchi Masaki, the biggest weenie in the Multiverse.
But that was going to change...
~~~~~~~~
-Oh Dear
Today was the day. After all the weeks of preparation
and planning her hard work would finally pay off.
It hadn't been easy keeping this a secret
from the others, she'd had more then one close call
while getting everything ready.
Her attempts to get Tenchi had always been foiled
by her rivals before now. But this time she'd finally
be able to win his heart, his soul, and that yummy body.
Relaxing in the luxurious floating bath,
she blushed as she dreamed of finally
achieving her destiny.
Her sultry smile lit up her face, "Just you wait, Tenchi.
This night is going to be one that you'll never forget!"
This was not going to go over well with the other girls when they found out about this.
But it would be worth it.
Mihoshi was finally going to get LUCKY!
~~~~~~~~~~
"Okay... this is something I haven't seen before."
Rowan raised an eyebrow. This could be... interesting.
"Anybody here think Tenchi will be able to escape?" Shadow asked rhetorically.
They all thought about it for a few seconds.
"Nope," the Guardian shook his head.
"Not a chance." After having similar situations
happen to him numerous times before, Rowan knew
better then to hope Tenchi would escape the
horrible fate that awaited him at the altar.
"He's going to be dragged down the aisle faster
then Ranma going through a bento." Shadow was
ever blunt and to the point.
"I wish I was in his shoes."
Rowan, the Guardian, and Shadow all gave the
Bard a whack on the back of his thick head.
"No, you don't!"
~~~~~~~~~~
-When it rains...
Lady Tokimi smiled.
Everything was going according to plan.
Her chosen agent was in place. Tsunami
and Washu would never know about what
would happen until it was too late.
"Sisters, the game is mine. As Tenchi Masaki soon will be."
~~~~~~~
-...It pours
From within Herself, Tsunami frowned.
"Shit." The universe shook as the unthinkable occurred.
In a dimension far, far away several people watching
the Holy Goddess of Jurai utter her first profanity in
recorded history all facefaulted.
This was not good.
It looked like she would have to take a more personal hand in things.
Nothing could be allowed to interfere with Tenchi's development.
She would have to talk to Sasami. It looked like it was time to reveal
that there was more to her then just a reflection.
A GREAT deal more...
~~~~~~~
-Bliss
Unaware of the plots centering around him,
the boy in question simply enjoyed his breakfast.
It was going to be a beautiful day...
~~~~~~
"Good morning, Tenchi!"
"Morning Miho---shi?!" Tenchi's greeting stumbled
and the last part came out as a high pitched squeak.
His throat felt dry and constricted as he got a good
look at what the attractive Detective First Class was
wearing.
A T-shirt, blue jeans and a black bra. He knew it was
black because the shirt was pressed so tight against it
that he could practically see through the white cotton
from where he was sitting.
A trickle of blood rolled from Tenchi's nose to fall
unnoticed into his miso soup. Tenchi-ken started to power
itself up; a fact that Tenchi was all too aware of as his
pants rapidly became uncomfortably tight.
"Are you alright?"
Innocent looking blue eyes suddenly filled his vision
as Mihoshi bent down in front of him, her face now only
a few inches away from Tenchi's. Swallowing nervously he
looked down to avoid showing the hentai thoughts he knew
were written all over his face.
Oops. Big mistake. Now he had an unrestricted view of her...
The trickle increased to a steady stream, Tenchi's breakfast
was rapidly becoming something unfit for human consumption.
His reaction did not go unnoticed. Ryoko and Ayeka were
shooting looks on setting 'Terminate with EXTREME Prejudice' at
Mihoshi. Rivals they might be, but in the face of a common threat
they would take the evil they knew over the one they didn't.
"Ah hahaha... I'm fine, Mihoshi!" Tenchi might be an idiot
when it came to women, but he wasn't suicidal. Fortunately,
she seemed to accept that and sat back down.
The girls' glares relaxed... marginally.
Tenchi relaxed slightly, and then tried to calm the rest of
his uncooperative body down, now that the immediate disaster
had been averted. It wasn't easy; he seemed to have the image
of Mihoshi leaning toward him permanently etched into his mind.
How could he think about such a sweet and innocent girl in that way?!
{Am I more like my dad than I believed? Brrrr... What a scary thought!!}
Of all the space girls, Mihoshi had always been the nicest,
in Tenchi's opinion. She didn't a malicious bone in her whole body,
and didn't know the first thing about being manipulative.
Even Washu and Sasami had their darker sides. Part of his reluctance
to accept the genius scientist's affections was due to her often casual
mistreatment of Ryoko. Washu's cruelty to her own flesh and blood turned
him off almost as much as her adult form intrigued him. The worst time
had been after the visit by the Emperor of Jurai and his two wives.
~~~~~~~~
-See Episode 13.5 for More Details
He'd stayed up late that night, expecting Ryoko to make
her customary appearance over his bed, and their usual
song and dance that would end with him sending Ryoko to
her own bed to get some sleep.
But when she never showed, he had started to worry.
The thought that she might have finally gotten the
message that Tenchi was not interested never crossed
his mind; the day that happened, he'd be looking for
the pod that had replaced her.
The young man had quietly checked all of the house and
then gone to look outside. Ryoko had been nowhere to be
found. Finally he'd searched the one place he still hadn't
checked yet, Washu's lab. With much trepidation, he'd
slowly opened the door that led to the deranged genius scientist's
lair.
The scene he found inside had shocked him to the core.
Ryoko, the strong and fearless pirate, the scourge of
Kami only knew how many planets, was... crying?
Imprisoned by a familiar looking restraining device,
the cyan-haired girl had broken down and was now
sobbing like a little girl while she called out
for her mommy.
Tenchi finally realized at that moment something
that he'd never really thought about before.
That in a sense, Ryoko was still a little girl.
In all the years that she had been serving that
bastard Kagato, or sleeping within her cave,
she'd never had a chance to grow up. During all that time,
she had either been a slave or trapped in her astral form.
Some things started to make more sense with that realization.
Ryoko's teasing of Ayeka, her constant need to be around him,
the uninhibited way she seized life to live to the fullest:
all the behavior of a little girl who had had her first
taste of real freedom and was reveling in it.
And now with all the barriers down, the real Ryoko
was revealed at last. The lost little girl who was
afraid of the dark.
Tenchi had brought her down. The sight of pure relief on Ryoko's face,
one that had nothing to do with her usual tricks and was just simply
due to the presence of another living being, the fact that she was
no longer alone, had brought a deep ache to his heart.
Tenchi had held her close, stroking her hair and murmuring
soothing comforts as she had cried and sobbed into his chest.
It had been the first time he had ever initiated such an
intimate contact with Ryoko. As her sobs had died down to
soft hiccups he'd looked up...
...Just in time to see Washu recording the whole thing.
He'd have been willing to bet everything he owned that
she had been the one responsible for this, and even worse,
had been here and recording it the whole time, too.
A soft sigh brought his attention down to Ryoko.
The fierce and proud young girl had fallen asleep
after finally being freed from her ordeal,
a heartwarming smile on her now peaceful face.
"Tenchi..." She'd snuggled closer, drawn by his body heat.
If Ryoko had been awake she would have seen a smile
that she'd have sold her soul to have directed at her.
Tenchi had picked up the former space pirate and carried
her out of the lab to one of the unoccupied guest bedrooms.
But not before shooting a look back at Washu as he left.
It hadn't been a glare of hate, or disgust, or anger.
Washu might have wished for all of those because the look
he had given her had been much worse.
In Tenchi's eyes the crab-haired scientist had seen disappointment,
hurt, and worst of all, pity. His stare seemed to bore into her soul,
asking how could someone that could be so kind to a little child,
be so cruel to her own daughter? Where was the grieving mother that
he'd tried to comfort as she mourned for a child 20,000 years gone?
What had happened to the intelligent girl who had faced down Dr. Clay
and that he'd come to care for, her nurse's outfit notwithstanding?
'Why did you do it, Washu?' his look had asked her.
Numbly, Washu had dropped her recorder to the ground before
erasing all of the tapes she had made of Ryoko's confinement.
Then she collapsed on her floating chair cushion and wept.
-To be continued
by Shade
Disclaimer: 'Tenchi Muyo!' is the property of Pioneer & AIC.
PenPen belongs to Gainax and their holy church of Penguins.
No profits made from this; it's just entertainment.
~~~~~
Part 1: No Need for Confusion
(Or never alter reality after ingesting 12 bottles of someone else's alcoholic beverage)
~~~~~
"How'd he qualify for this?!"
"Apparently, in his universe after Third Impact wiped out humanity,
his race became the dominant species on Earth. He's their first legendary
hero. We never said that non-humans couldn't participate in this, after all."
"But... but... HE'S A PENGUIN!! AND HE'S DRINKING MY BEER!!"
"Wark!"
"No, you can't do that. What is it with you
and romances involving older women anyway?"
"WARK!!"
"I was just asking!! Jeez, the nerve of some beings."
"Wark!!"
"Give me back my BEER!!"
"WARK!!!"
~~~~~~
Tenchi Masaki. Crown Prince of the Planet Jurai.
Warrior of Justice, Destroyer of Evil.
Bearer of the Light Hawk Wings and the chosen of Tsunami.
With 5 beautiful women in house, he hasn't even kissed one of them yet.
Tenchi Masaki, the biggest weenie in the Multiverse.
But that was going to change...
~~~~~~~~
-Oh Dear
Today was the day. After all the weeks of preparation
and planning her hard work would finally pay off.
It hadn't been easy keeping this a secret
from the others, she'd had more then one close call
while getting everything ready.
Her attempts to get Tenchi had always been foiled
by her rivals before now. But this time she'd finally
be able to win his heart, his soul, and that yummy body.
Relaxing in the luxurious floating bath,
she blushed as she dreamed of finally
achieving her destiny.
Her sultry smile lit up her face, "Just you wait, Tenchi.
This night is going to be one that you'll never forget!"
This was not going to go over well with the other girls when they found out about this.
But it would be worth it.
Mihoshi was finally going to get LUCKY!
~~~~~~~~~~
"Okay... this is something I haven't seen before."
Rowan raised an eyebrow. This could be... interesting.
"Anybody here think Tenchi will be able to escape?" Shadow asked rhetorically.
They all thought about it for a few seconds.
"Nope," the Guardian shook his head.
"Not a chance." After having similar situations
happen to him numerous times before, Rowan knew
better then to hope Tenchi would escape the
horrible fate that awaited him at the altar.
"He's going to be dragged down the aisle faster
then Ranma going through a bento." Shadow was
ever blunt and to the point.
"I wish I was in his shoes."
Rowan, the Guardian, and Shadow all gave the
Bard a whack on the back of his thick head.
"No, you don't!"
~~~~~~~~~~
-When it rains...
Lady Tokimi smiled.
Everything was going according to plan.
Her chosen agent was in place. Tsunami
and Washu would never know about what
would happen until it was too late.
"Sisters, the game is mine. As Tenchi Masaki soon will be."
~~~~~~~
-...It pours
From within Herself, Tsunami frowned.
"Shit." The universe shook as the unthinkable occurred.
In a dimension far, far away several people watching
the Holy Goddess of Jurai utter her first profanity in
recorded history all facefaulted.
This was not good.
It looked like she would have to take a more personal hand in things.
Nothing could be allowed to interfere with Tenchi's development.
She would have to talk to Sasami. It looked like it was time to reveal
that there was more to her then just a reflection.
A GREAT deal more...
~~~~~~~
-Bliss
Unaware of the plots centering around him,
the boy in question simply enjoyed his breakfast.
It was going to be a beautiful day...
~~~~~~
"Good morning, Tenchi!"
"Morning Miho---shi?!" Tenchi's greeting stumbled
and the last part came out as a high pitched squeak.
His throat felt dry and constricted as he got a good
look at what the attractive Detective First Class was
wearing.
A T-shirt, blue jeans and a black bra. He knew it was
black because the shirt was pressed so tight against it
that he could practically see through the white cotton
from where he was sitting.
A trickle of blood rolled from Tenchi's nose to fall
unnoticed into his miso soup. Tenchi-ken started to power
itself up; a fact that Tenchi was all too aware of as his
pants rapidly became uncomfortably tight.
"Are you alright?"
Innocent looking blue eyes suddenly filled his vision
as Mihoshi bent down in front of him, her face now only
a few inches away from Tenchi's. Swallowing nervously he
looked down to avoid showing the hentai thoughts he knew
were written all over his face.
Oops. Big mistake. Now he had an unrestricted view of her...
The trickle increased to a steady stream, Tenchi's breakfast
was rapidly becoming something unfit for human consumption.
His reaction did not go unnoticed. Ryoko and Ayeka were
shooting looks on setting 'Terminate with EXTREME Prejudice' at
Mihoshi. Rivals they might be, but in the face of a common threat
they would take the evil they knew over the one they didn't.
"Ah hahaha... I'm fine, Mihoshi!" Tenchi might be an idiot
when it came to women, but he wasn't suicidal. Fortunately,
she seemed to accept that and sat back down.
The girls' glares relaxed... marginally.
Tenchi relaxed slightly, and then tried to calm the rest of
his uncooperative body down, now that the immediate disaster
had been averted. It wasn't easy; he seemed to have the image
of Mihoshi leaning toward him permanently etched into his mind.
How could he think about such a sweet and innocent girl in that way?!
{Am I more like my dad than I believed? Brrrr... What a scary thought!!}
Of all the space girls, Mihoshi had always been the nicest,
in Tenchi's opinion. She didn't a malicious bone in her whole body,
and didn't know the first thing about being manipulative.
Even Washu and Sasami had their darker sides. Part of his reluctance
to accept the genius scientist's affections was due to her often casual
mistreatment of Ryoko. Washu's cruelty to her own flesh and blood turned
him off almost as much as her adult form intrigued him. The worst time
had been after the visit by the Emperor of Jurai and his two wives.
~~~~~~~~
-See Episode 13.5 for More Details
He'd stayed up late that night, expecting Ryoko to make
her customary appearance over his bed, and their usual
song and dance that would end with him sending Ryoko to
her own bed to get some sleep.
But when she never showed, he had started to worry.
The thought that she might have finally gotten the
message that Tenchi was not interested never crossed
his mind; the day that happened, he'd be looking for
the pod that had replaced her.
The young man had quietly checked all of the house and
then gone to look outside. Ryoko had been nowhere to be
found. Finally he'd searched the one place he still hadn't
checked yet, Washu's lab. With much trepidation, he'd
slowly opened the door that led to the deranged genius scientist's
lair.
The scene he found inside had shocked him to the core.
Ryoko, the strong and fearless pirate, the scourge of
Kami only knew how many planets, was... crying?
Imprisoned by a familiar looking restraining device,
the cyan-haired girl had broken down and was now
sobbing like a little girl while she called out
for her mommy.
Tenchi finally realized at that moment something
that he'd never really thought about before.
That in a sense, Ryoko was still a little girl.
In all the years that she had been serving that
bastard Kagato, or sleeping within her cave,
she'd never had a chance to grow up. During all that time,
she had either been a slave or trapped in her astral form.
Some things started to make more sense with that realization.
Ryoko's teasing of Ayeka, her constant need to be around him,
the uninhibited way she seized life to live to the fullest:
all the behavior of a little girl who had had her first
taste of real freedom and was reveling in it.
And now with all the barriers down, the real Ryoko
was revealed at last. The lost little girl who was
afraid of the dark.
Tenchi had brought her down. The sight of pure relief on Ryoko's face,
one that had nothing to do with her usual tricks and was just simply
due to the presence of another living being, the fact that she was
no longer alone, had brought a deep ache to his heart.
Tenchi had held her close, stroking her hair and murmuring
soothing comforts as she had cried and sobbed into his chest.
It had been the first time he had ever initiated such an
intimate contact with Ryoko. As her sobs had died down to
soft hiccups he'd looked up...
...Just in time to see Washu recording the whole thing.
He'd have been willing to bet everything he owned that
she had been the one responsible for this, and even worse,
had been here and recording it the whole time, too.
A soft sigh brought his attention down to Ryoko.
The fierce and proud young girl had fallen asleep
after finally being freed from her ordeal,
a heartwarming smile on her now peaceful face.
"Tenchi..." She'd snuggled closer, drawn by his body heat.
If Ryoko had been awake she would have seen a smile
that she'd have sold her soul to have directed at her.
Tenchi had picked up the former space pirate and carried
her out of the lab to one of the unoccupied guest bedrooms.
But not before shooting a look back at Washu as he left.
It hadn't been a glare of hate, or disgust, or anger.
Washu might have wished for all of those because the look
he had given her had been much worse.
In Tenchi's eyes the crab-haired scientist had seen disappointment,
hurt, and worst of all, pity. His stare seemed to bore into her soul,
asking how could someone that could be so kind to a little child,
be so cruel to her own daughter? Where was the grieving mother that
he'd tried to comfort as she mourned for a child 20,000 years gone?
What had happened to the intelligent girl who had faced down Dr. Clay
and that he'd come to care for, her nurse's outfit notwithstanding?
'Why did you do it, Washu?' his look had asked her.
Numbly, Washu had dropped her recorder to the ground before
erasing all of the tapes she had made of Ryoko's confinement.
Then she collapsed on her floating chair cushion and wept.
-To be continued