"Oh my God, someone help!" Tenchi yelped.
"What is it?" All the girls came running down the steps.
"Its Ryoko! She came to attack me and just fell over!"
Tenchi began to panic,"Where the h- is Washu!?"
"In her lab I think."
Tenchi ran into her lab.
"Washu! Ryoko needs help!"
Washu calmly approached Tenchi.
"Put her on the rejuvenater."
Tenchi placed her into the rejuvenater which
has been used time and time before whenever Ryoko
attacked Tenchi. There was an awkward silence as all the
girls waited in the living room, Tenchi sitting at
Ryoko's bed side.
"She's not dead if that's what your thinking,"
Washu was typing away.
"Washu is that really our child upstairs."
Tenchi asked in curiosity.
"Of course not Tenchi." Washu responded.
"Then why does Ryoko think so?"
"She likes to jump to conclusions. She didn't get that
from my side of the family." Washu explained. "Really,
she used very little data to form her conclusion.
For instance, the child's hair is cherry colored,
quite similar to my hair color. She also
overheard you talking about you choosing the goddess.
What Ryoko doesn't realize is that she herself is a
goddess. If she was a little more observant she would
have found strands of both black and cyan colored
hair on the child's head."
"That's good," Tenchi murmured.
"Are you saying I'm not good enough to be the mother
of your child?" Washu bellowed sarcastically.
"Well...umm..uh."
"I'm just kidding Tenchi." Washu responded, laughing.
"I'm going to be a grandma, that's good enough for me!
"What is it?" All the girls came running down the steps.
"Its Ryoko! She came to attack me and just fell over!"
Tenchi began to panic,"Where the h- is Washu!?"
"In her lab I think."
Tenchi ran into her lab.
"Washu! Ryoko needs help!"
Washu calmly approached Tenchi.
"Put her on the rejuvenater."
Tenchi placed her into the rejuvenater which
has been used time and time before whenever Ryoko
attacked Tenchi. There was an awkward silence as all the
girls waited in the living room, Tenchi sitting at
Ryoko's bed side.
"She's not dead if that's what your thinking,"
Washu was typing away.
"Washu is that really our child upstairs."
Tenchi asked in curiosity.
"Of course not Tenchi." Washu responded.
"Then why does Ryoko think so?"
"She likes to jump to conclusions. She didn't get that
from my side of the family." Washu explained. "Really,
she used very little data to form her conclusion.
For instance, the child's hair is cherry colored,
quite similar to my hair color. She also
overheard you talking about you choosing the goddess.
What Ryoko doesn't realize is that she herself is a
goddess. If she was a little more observant she would
have found strands of both black and cyan colored
hair on the child's head."
"That's good," Tenchi murmured.
"Are you saying I'm not good enough to be the mother
of your child?" Washu bellowed sarcastically.
"Well...umm..uh."
"I'm just kidding Tenchi." Washu responded, laughing.
"I'm going to be a grandma, that's good enough for me!