Cong continued running, with her head covered. She looked around fearfully, to make sure she saw no one she knew. Heck, she didn't even know where she was...
"Shampoo!" A figure came running towards her. His long, black hair swung back and forth as he joyfully sprinted towards Cong.
"Mousse?" she asked confusedly.
"Yes, dear- Wait." He interrupted himself. You don't sound like Shampoo. And you are a little darker. Shampoo, have you gotten a tan?" Mousse asked delightfully as he continued to glomp Cong. Nerima! How?, Cong asked herself.
"While I do enjoy the attention, get offa me and put your glasses on." Cong said bluntly.
"Well, ok... but they make me look so- My gods,who are you? And what happened to your hair? Has a wild animal attacked you?"
"Shut up Mousse. And take me to the NekoHanten." Cong replied, brushing herself off.
"How do you know my name? And why should I take you anywhere, you gaijin?" Mousse asked.
"First of all... Well, there is no first of all. Just please take me to Cologne! I need her help! Please?" Cong begged, pouting and clasping her hands.
"Well...okay. Just don't expect anymore favors. And answer one question for me, What happened to your hair?"
Cong sighed. "It's a long story."
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"So you come here to get help from Great-Grandmother?"
Cong nodded. Mousse had taken her to the NekoHanten, right in the middle of the lunch rush hour. The last thing Cong wanted, when she looked as she did. After introductions (Mousse glomping Shampoo, and Shampoo hitting him and sending him to the kitchen to cook), Shampoo settled down to talk to Cong.
"She can help you. But... your hair. What attack you?"
Cong growled, her battle aura began to glow, an eerie lime green color. Cool! I never even knew I had one of those!, Cong said to herself.
"I not know gaijin could have aura!"
"Great-Grandmother!" Shampoo called to the back, "Dark skinned Gaijin with green aura here to see you!"
Cologne hopped in from the kitchen to see the visitor. The old, gnarled,short woman glanced quickly about the room and finally settled her eyes on the inconspicuous brown girl with the horrible bed head in pajamas in her restaurant full of Japanese people. (A/N: Sarcasm, isn't it lovely XD)
"What brings you here?" Cologne asked.
"I don't know, that's the thing." Cong said pitifully, her aura fizzling out. "One minute, I was getting ready to wash clothes and then... I'm here. Can you help me, Cologne?"
"Child, I don't even know your name. And how do you know mine?" The older woman asked inquisitively.
"My name's Cong." At this; Cologne and Shampoo both raised an eyebrow. "And as to how I know yours..." She sighed. "Such a long story."
"Cong Chinese name. You not Chinese." Shampoo pointed out.
"True. My mother is part Chinese. That's where the name comes from."
"I see." Cologne nodded understandingly.
"So can you help?"
"I may be able to, but has this happened to anyone else? If so, we can see if you all did something to trigger a 'cosmic reaction' of some sort."
"Really?" Shampoo asked. "More dark skinned, attacked gaijin?"
"Not necessarily." Cologne said.
"Well, thanks... One more question, how long may I be here?"
"That I don't know." Cologne answered. Cong sighed. "While you are here, you need some clothes... and something needs to be done to your hair."
Cong growled again. "Is that all you people notice?"
"Pretty much." Shampoo nodded. Cong looked down at her sock clad feet dejectedly.
"I need some clothes."
"No problem. Shampoo let you borrow." Shampoo smiled at the gaijin who smiled in response. I never would have thought Shampoo was this nice, Cong said to herself. Shampoo ran quickly back behind the kitchen, and came back with a small backpack. "Enough for five days."
"I never knew Amazons could be so hospitable!" Cong exclaimed out loud.
"How you know we were Amazons?" Shampoo asked as she handed the bundle to Cong and pointed her in the direction of the ladies restroom. The girl shrugged in response and walked hurriedly to the restroom. The two Amazons shrugged and went back to handling customers.
Meanwhile, Cong struggled in the bathroom.
"Stupid hair." She pulled on the clothes, the pants were a little short, but beggars can't be choosers. She then struggled with her hair. She pulled and tugged, but it didn't stay. I need a comb...
"Shampoo!" Cong yelled. Shampoo peeked in the door.
"What, Gaijin? Shampoo busy with customers." Sure enough, the girl had plates stacked on her arms, in her hands and one on her head. Cong suddenly felt bad about asking for more so instead, threw some water on her head and asked, "How does my hair look?"
"Better. I go now-"
"Wait! I'll help you serve, I can cook too, but looks like you guys need more help serving."
"No, we no need any help."
"C'mon. You gotta let me! In return for your help. I'm honor bound." Cong smiled slightly. "Please? And my name is Cong."
Shampoo seemed to be thinking. She recapitulated. "Okay, you help me serve." Shampoo cocked her head in the direction of the dining room. "Let's go, Cong." Cong nodded and slipped on the shoes Shampoo had given her, then rushed out the door. Once she neared the kitchen, Mousse immediately sprang out, thankfully, his glasses were on.
"Take this to table 7, this to booth 1, this to table 4, and these to booth 8. Hurry!" The boy said as he shoved Cong the platters and pushed her out the kitchen door.
"And how do you expect me to hold all this and much less serve?" Cong asked hopelessly. She was answered by customers salivating and cries of "Where's my food!" "I didn't order this!" and "Where's the cute waitress?".
"Why did I volunteer for this?" she mumbled to herself. "Who ordered the ramen?" She yelled.
"ME!" everyone shouted, along with a cry of "It's about time!" She silently cursed herself. "Stupid question."
She hurried to place the plates at their respective tables. She rushed into the kitchen, eager to get away from the hordes of angry and hungry customers.
"Finally," She panted, leaning against the doors. "done."
Just then, Mousse ran up to her.
"Take this, and these, and this one, and the drink, and these, and this." He said hurriedly and handed the entrees to Cong. She could have screamed.
"YOU'RE SENDING ME BACK TO THE BRIG?" she screamed.
She received three sets of glares in answer. She mumbled an apology and skitted out. (A/N: I know 'skitted' isn't a word, but...)
Then the madness started again.
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"Cong do pretty good for first time serving." Shampoo said, as she and Cong washed the dishes. The NekoHanten had closed up for the night. Mousse and Cologne swept up in the front. Cong sighed slightly, grabbed a plate, and plunged it into the soapy water. Cong had a small bruise on her thigh, a 'battle scar'. She winced as Shampoo bumped her.
"It's not my first time serving at all," Cong said, "But it's my first time serving with customers like THAT."
"You do good." Shampoo said and turned to the girl at her side and smiled. Shampoo bumped Cong playfully, but stopped grinning after seeing her dish washing partner wince. "What wrong?"
"Bumped into a table."
"I can help." Shampoo turned off the faucet and wiped her hands on the dish rag.
"How?" Cong said as she followed Shampoo to the very back of the restaurant.
"Take this. Rub on bruise. It will feel better." Shampoo handed a small ointment.
"Thanks." Cong smiled. "Can I have one more favor? Please?"
"What is it?"
"Can you take me to the Tendo's?"
"Okay! My Airen is there! Let's go!" Shampoo jumped up, delighted to have an excuse to go visit Ranma, without bothering to ask how her guest knew of the Tendo's. She grabbed Cong's hand and dragged her off into the cool twilight.
(A/N: This is QC, like our stuff so far? So see, the next step is to review! Easy, ne?)
"Shampoo!" A figure came running towards her. His long, black hair swung back and forth as he joyfully sprinted towards Cong.
"Mousse?" she asked confusedly.
"Yes, dear- Wait." He interrupted himself. You don't sound like Shampoo. And you are a little darker. Shampoo, have you gotten a tan?" Mousse asked delightfully as he continued to glomp Cong. Nerima! How?, Cong asked herself.
"While I do enjoy the attention, get offa me and put your glasses on." Cong said bluntly.
"Well, ok... but they make me look so- My gods,who are you? And what happened to your hair? Has a wild animal attacked you?"
"Shut up Mousse. And take me to the NekoHanten." Cong replied, brushing herself off.
"How do you know my name? And why should I take you anywhere, you gaijin?" Mousse asked.
"First of all... Well, there is no first of all. Just please take me to Cologne! I need her help! Please?" Cong begged, pouting and clasping her hands.
"Well...okay. Just don't expect anymore favors. And answer one question for me, What happened to your hair?"
Cong sighed. "It's a long story."
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"So you come here to get help from Great-Grandmother?"
Cong nodded. Mousse had taken her to the NekoHanten, right in the middle of the lunch rush hour. The last thing Cong wanted, when she looked as she did. After introductions (Mousse glomping Shampoo, and Shampoo hitting him and sending him to the kitchen to cook), Shampoo settled down to talk to Cong.
"She can help you. But... your hair. What attack you?"
Cong growled, her battle aura began to glow, an eerie lime green color. Cool! I never even knew I had one of those!, Cong said to herself.
"I not know gaijin could have aura!"
"Great-Grandmother!" Shampoo called to the back, "Dark skinned Gaijin with green aura here to see you!"
Cologne hopped in from the kitchen to see the visitor. The old, gnarled,short woman glanced quickly about the room and finally settled her eyes on the inconspicuous brown girl with the horrible bed head in pajamas in her restaurant full of Japanese people. (A/N: Sarcasm, isn't it lovely XD)
"What brings you here?" Cologne asked.
"I don't know, that's the thing." Cong said pitifully, her aura fizzling out. "One minute, I was getting ready to wash clothes and then... I'm here. Can you help me, Cologne?"
"Child, I don't even know your name. And how do you know mine?" The older woman asked inquisitively.
"My name's Cong." At this; Cologne and Shampoo both raised an eyebrow. "And as to how I know yours..." She sighed. "Such a long story."
"Cong Chinese name. You not Chinese." Shampoo pointed out.
"True. My mother is part Chinese. That's where the name comes from."
"I see." Cologne nodded understandingly.
"So can you help?"
"I may be able to, but has this happened to anyone else? If so, we can see if you all did something to trigger a 'cosmic reaction' of some sort."
"Really?" Shampoo asked. "More dark skinned, attacked gaijin?"
"Not necessarily." Cologne said.
"Well, thanks... One more question, how long may I be here?"
"That I don't know." Cologne answered. Cong sighed. "While you are here, you need some clothes... and something needs to be done to your hair."
Cong growled again. "Is that all you people notice?"
"Pretty much." Shampoo nodded. Cong looked down at her sock clad feet dejectedly.
"I need some clothes."
"No problem. Shampoo let you borrow." Shampoo smiled at the gaijin who smiled in response. I never would have thought Shampoo was this nice, Cong said to herself. Shampoo ran quickly back behind the kitchen, and came back with a small backpack. "Enough for five days."
"I never knew Amazons could be so hospitable!" Cong exclaimed out loud.
"How you know we were Amazons?" Shampoo asked as she handed the bundle to Cong and pointed her in the direction of the ladies restroom. The girl shrugged in response and walked hurriedly to the restroom. The two Amazons shrugged and went back to handling customers.
Meanwhile, Cong struggled in the bathroom.
"Stupid hair." She pulled on the clothes, the pants were a little short, but beggars can't be choosers. She then struggled with her hair. She pulled and tugged, but it didn't stay. I need a comb...
"Shampoo!" Cong yelled. Shampoo peeked in the door.
"What, Gaijin? Shampoo busy with customers." Sure enough, the girl had plates stacked on her arms, in her hands and one on her head. Cong suddenly felt bad about asking for more so instead, threw some water on her head and asked, "How does my hair look?"
"Better. I go now-"
"Wait! I'll help you serve, I can cook too, but looks like you guys need more help serving."
"No, we no need any help."
"C'mon. You gotta let me! In return for your help. I'm honor bound." Cong smiled slightly. "Please? And my name is Cong."
Shampoo seemed to be thinking. She recapitulated. "Okay, you help me serve." Shampoo cocked her head in the direction of the dining room. "Let's go, Cong." Cong nodded and slipped on the shoes Shampoo had given her, then rushed out the door. Once she neared the kitchen, Mousse immediately sprang out, thankfully, his glasses were on.
"Take this to table 7, this to booth 1, this to table 4, and these to booth 8. Hurry!" The boy said as he shoved Cong the platters and pushed her out the kitchen door.
"And how do you expect me to hold all this and much less serve?" Cong asked hopelessly. She was answered by customers salivating and cries of "Where's my food!" "I didn't order this!" and "Where's the cute waitress?".
"Why did I volunteer for this?" she mumbled to herself. "Who ordered the ramen?" She yelled.
"ME!" everyone shouted, along with a cry of "It's about time!" She silently cursed herself. "Stupid question."
She hurried to place the plates at their respective tables. She rushed into the kitchen, eager to get away from the hordes of angry and hungry customers.
"Finally," She panted, leaning against the doors. "done."
Just then, Mousse ran up to her.
"Take this, and these, and this one, and the drink, and these, and this." He said hurriedly and handed the entrees to Cong. She could have screamed.
"YOU'RE SENDING ME BACK TO THE BRIG?" she screamed.
She received three sets of glares in answer. She mumbled an apology and skitted out. (A/N: I know 'skitted' isn't a word, but...)
Then the madness started again.
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"Cong do pretty good for first time serving." Shampoo said, as she and Cong washed the dishes. The NekoHanten had closed up for the night. Mousse and Cologne swept up in the front. Cong sighed slightly, grabbed a plate, and plunged it into the soapy water. Cong had a small bruise on her thigh, a 'battle scar'. She winced as Shampoo bumped her.
"It's not my first time serving at all," Cong said, "But it's my first time serving with customers like THAT."
"You do good." Shampoo said and turned to the girl at her side and smiled. Shampoo bumped Cong playfully, but stopped grinning after seeing her dish washing partner wince. "What wrong?"
"Bumped into a table."
"I can help." Shampoo turned off the faucet and wiped her hands on the dish rag.
"How?" Cong said as she followed Shampoo to the very back of the restaurant.
"Take this. Rub on bruise. It will feel better." Shampoo handed a small ointment.
"Thanks." Cong smiled. "Can I have one more favor? Please?"
"What is it?"
"Can you take me to the Tendo's?"
"Okay! My Airen is there! Let's go!" Shampoo jumped up, delighted to have an excuse to go visit Ranma, without bothering to ask how her guest knew of the Tendo's. She grabbed Cong's hand and dragged her off into the cool twilight.
(A/N: This is QC, like our stuff so far? So see, the next step is to review! Easy, ne?)