Neko chan and Dim Sum
The Cat Café in Tokyo usually was a place for Japanese people to have real Chinese cuisine, but today the place was closed to all but the family that owned it, a few friends from China, and the Jusenkyo guide.
"I have some very tragic news for you," the guide warned in Chinese.
"What can you possible say that would be news? After all the people who've been cursed, the Pantyhose affair, that whole ordeal with Saffron, Ranma running off to Jusenkyo-" Mousse started.
"Ah! Ranma! How is he, anyway? He hasn't been hurt, has he?" Shampoo interrupted, excited at hearing her fiancé's name.
Cologne scoffed. "It could be much worse than that. In his desperation to find the Nanniichuan, he could have jumped into every spring he came across, and received an even worse curse."
"True, Ranma never was very bright." Mousse replied. "He might even have fallen into the same one Ryoga fell into- And have been eaten by now."
"Aiyaa! Not my Ranma!" Shampoo yelled.
"Or worse, he could have fallen into a spring with a truly horrendous curse!" Mousse added.
"Yes. I remember you telling me about the 'cursed' springs, the truly tragic ones. Now, what were they? Spring of drowned ant, that was one, then there was the spring of drowned fish, what an odd death that must have been, and the spring of drowned earthworm. But what was that one that was truly horrifying? The one that always made even me tremble in fear of falling into it?" Cologne asked out of spirit.
"It was the spring of drowned mushroom. You were terrified of that one. Not that I could blame you. It's a very, very tragic tale. It started with a mushroom spore growing underwater, but later drowning of too much water. Now, whoever falls in the spring turns into a mushroom, then quickly drowns of over watering before anyone even knows. It's a terrifying way to die, everyone thinking your body had just vanished when you really just drowned in front of them."
"A mushroom.!" Everyone in the room whispers in fear, shaking.
Shampoo leapt onto a table. "No! If my Ranma has drowned so terribly, I'll go myself and give him the burial service he deserves!"
"Even he did not deserve to die so horribly!" Mousse yelled in agreement. "Let's go remember him as the cocky little gender-switching pervert we knew and respected, the way he'd want us to remember him!"
And all of the room's occupants, save the guide who was confused and Shampoo who was mad at her fiancé being considered a pervert, cheered in agreement. Then, after planning the burial, with the guide murmuring in confusion, they all went home to pack.
"But," the guide said after they all left, "Ranma had nothing to do with it!"
The Cat Café in Tokyo usually was a place for Japanese people to have real Chinese cuisine, but today the place was closed to all but the family that owned it, a few friends from China, and the Jusenkyo guide.
"I have some very tragic news for you," the guide warned in Chinese.
"What can you possible say that would be news? After all the people who've been cursed, the Pantyhose affair, that whole ordeal with Saffron, Ranma running off to Jusenkyo-" Mousse started.
"Ah! Ranma! How is he, anyway? He hasn't been hurt, has he?" Shampoo interrupted, excited at hearing her fiancé's name.
Cologne scoffed. "It could be much worse than that. In his desperation to find the Nanniichuan, he could have jumped into every spring he came across, and received an even worse curse."
"True, Ranma never was very bright." Mousse replied. "He might even have fallen into the same one Ryoga fell into- And have been eaten by now."
"Aiyaa! Not my Ranma!" Shampoo yelled.
"Or worse, he could have fallen into a spring with a truly horrendous curse!" Mousse added.
"Yes. I remember you telling me about the 'cursed' springs, the truly tragic ones. Now, what were they? Spring of drowned ant, that was one, then there was the spring of drowned fish, what an odd death that must have been, and the spring of drowned earthworm. But what was that one that was truly horrifying? The one that always made even me tremble in fear of falling into it?" Cologne asked out of spirit.
"It was the spring of drowned mushroom. You were terrified of that one. Not that I could blame you. It's a very, very tragic tale. It started with a mushroom spore growing underwater, but later drowning of too much water. Now, whoever falls in the spring turns into a mushroom, then quickly drowns of over watering before anyone even knows. It's a terrifying way to die, everyone thinking your body had just vanished when you really just drowned in front of them."
"A mushroom.!" Everyone in the room whispers in fear, shaking.
Shampoo leapt onto a table. "No! If my Ranma has drowned so terribly, I'll go myself and give him the burial service he deserves!"
"Even he did not deserve to die so horribly!" Mousse yelled in agreement. "Let's go remember him as the cocky little gender-switching pervert we knew and respected, the way he'd want us to remember him!"
And all of the room's occupants, save the guide who was confused and Shampoo who was mad at her fiancé being considered a pervert, cheered in agreement. Then, after planning the burial, with the guide murmuring in confusion, they all went home to pack.
"But," the guide said after they all left, "Ranma had nothing to do with it!"