Disclaimer: Tenchi aint mine! Aint none of the characters mine
either! The story, for what it is, is mine.


Moments of Reflection part 2

Almost there.... just one more, and.... There. He'd
done it now. Katsuhito looked on with pride at his
completed card castle. Oh, sure, *some* people would
say this wasn't any kind of accomplishment,Yeah, Dad,
I *know* what you think about my hobbies...

He knew better though. He always knew better... as far
as anyone at the Masaki household could tell. He
chuckled. It was good to be the old, mysterious man.
It kept people from asking all the really annoying
questions. "Seven hundred years of not hearing 'What
do you think you're doing with you life?' and
feel as stressed, you will not."



Amagasaki hadn't seen much of Tenchi lately, though
they used to always play together as kids. People
grow apart, an old saying and so true. He realized
that you really never could know someone. Who'd
have thought that Tenchi, who all the adults thought
was so responsible and sweet would be the kind of
bastard that would punch out his best friend just
because of a little teasing? And what was up with
that new attitude, thinking he was just the shit
as far as girls were concerned and acting like he
could take on superman in a sword fight? Psh, yeah
right. Man, what a moron. Amagasaki chuckled to
himself the whole walk home as he pictured Tenchi
failing to hit on girls and getting his butt kicked
by super space villains.



They weren't going to get the message. She'd tried so
hard, but in the end, they were just as foolish and
helpless as the rest of their kind. It wasn't for her
lack of trying that they would be destroyed along with
this backwater planet and those that inhabited it.
How many more carrots could she have possibly eaten
to prove to them the danger? They were coming and
there was nothing left to do but leave them to
their doom.

Ryo Ohki sighed. It would be hard to leave Ryoko
behind. The woman had never understood Ryo Ohki,
or even really appreciated her, but the cabbit
had grown accustomed to her. She might even miss
Sasami, though the girl's incessant petting was
the ultimate in condescension. Ah well, she'd just
have to blast a few extra sentient carrots for the
princess of Jurai. It was fun to see them splat
in any case.

So long and shove those carrots up your [censored]




Author's notes: First off, I need to thank Rowsdower for
letting me use his sentient carrot idea.
I also want to thank Lita Eagle for looking the story over for me.
Any comments or whatever on the fic can be thrown at
firebird1919@attbi.com