Ron 1/2
By Parareru
Disclaimer: Kim Possible and crew are owned by Disney. (Who had better keep producing the show until we have as many seasons as the Simpsons.) Ranma 1/2 and crew are owned by Rumiko Takahashi. SO to repeat I own neither of these.
{ } denotes Chinese speech [ ] denotes Japanese speech
Chapter 5: Hello, Nerima. Here's Ron
"FINALLY!" Ron cheered with a fist thrust triumphantly into the air. "Civilization at LAST!"
"Booyah!" Rufus agreed as he hungrily rubbed his belly.
Ron, Kim and Lo Shin were standing in front a building shaped like a giant sombrero. Even though the sign was written in Japanese, the smell coming from the open door was unmistakable. They had arrived at Bueno Nacho. Ron barreled into the building without even a backwards glance, coming to a stop at the empty counter.
"Three chimerito combos, grande sized!" Ron ordered, pointing urgently at the menu board and then gasped in blissful surprise. "They even have the five alarm sauce," he cried joyfully as picked up handfuls of the little yellow packets and rapidly filled his pockets. "I've died and gone to heaven."
"This is Bueno Nacho?" Lo Shin asked Kim as she curiously looked around at the Mexican themed restaurant. "It doesn't look Korean."
Kim ignored Lo Shin's comments and perused the menu. "One burrito combo, please," she ordered, following Ron's example by pointing to the menu board.
"Did Ron not order for us already?" Lo Shin asked as she looked dubiously at the menu and the ecstatic blonde.
"You've obviously never seen Ron eat," Kim snorted in amusement. "Three grande size combos is just an appetizer for him and Rufus."
"What is good here?" Lo Shin asked as she continued staring at the menu boards in confusion. "I'm not familiar with this food."
Kim smiled broadly as an impish thought coalesced in her mind. "Try the naco," she suggested. "It was Ron's invention."
"Thank you," Lo Shin said gratefully to Kim and turned to order. [One naco and one water, please.]
The cashier carefully measured the diminutive girl standing in front of him. [Are you sure about that?] he asked slowly.
Lo Shin nodded vigorously. "One naco and one water, please," she repeated in English, wondering if her Japanese was rusty.
The cashier shrugged phlegmatically and filled the three teens' orders, handing a heavily laden tray to Ron and a more reasonable tray to both Kim and Lo Shin. Ron happily bounced from the counter to an open booth and tore into the first bundle. He sighed in satisfaction upon seeing the elegantly wrapped meal. Rufus hopped up onto to the table his claws twitching with anticipation.
"Rufus, we have arrived," Ron said just before both he and his pet dove into the meal ravenously. Kim rolled her eyes as she sat across from Ron, careful not to let any part of her meal enter the 'kill zone,' while Lo Shin watched the scene with wide eyed fascination. Mutely, Lo Shin sat down next to Kim, her wondering gaze going from an amused Kim to the eating Ron and Rufus.
"Hey, naco," Ron commented approvingly when he paused for breath. He flashed Lo Shin a thumbs up. "Inspired choice."
"Th-Thank you," Lo Shin replied, still equally horrified and fascinated by what she had just witnessed. "Kim told me it was your invention."
Ron nodded as he slurped some nacho cheese off the wrapper. "Yup. Combine a taco with some nacho and you have the famous Stoppable Naco. Trademarked by Bueno Nacho of course."
"I'm sure I will enjoy it," Lo Shin said with a hesitant smile as she unwrapped her meal. Soon the naco lay before her in all its glory and she blinked at the artery clogging mass cooling on her plate. "Do people really eat this?" she asked Kim plaintively.
"Yup," Kim smirked as she took a sip of her soda. "Dig in."
Lo Shin valiantly scooped some naco into her mouth and frowned at the unfamiliar texture. She took another few bites before screwing her face up into a grimace. It wasn't the salsa, she'd certainly had far spicier fare in the village. It wasn't the chips, the crunching was actually quite satisfying. It wasn't even the heavy mass of cheese and grease, unfamiliar, but something she could get used to. It was a combination of all those factors, an unholy fusion of tastes that assaulted her taste buds and left her begging for mercy. She would have liked nothing more than to spit it out, but could not do so with Ron sitting across from her looking at her expectantly. Lo Shin bravely swallowed and washed it down with a hearty swig of her water.
"It's very good," Lo Shin lied as she pushed her tray away from her slightly. "I just don't have much of an appetite today."
In a flash Rufus stood expectantly in front of her tray. "Mine?" he asked hopefully.
Lo Shin pushed the tray towards Rufus in answer. The grateful naked mole rat promptly dove into the naco, swimming through the cheese as he ate contentedly. After a few seconds, Rufus sat on the empty plate and let out a loud and satisfied belch.
"I hear ya, buddy," Ron agreed as he sat back in the booth. They had returned to Bueno Nacho. Finally, things were starting to look up.
***
Under the cover of darkness, Monkey Fist crept stealthily through the window into the storeroom at the rear of the Nekohanten. Thanks to the matriarch, he only needed to comb over a country the size of California, but it was still a tremendous amount of ground to cover. Monkey Fist immediately discounted the numerous temples and shrines that littered the country. No, where a Chinese Amazon went, trouble followed. He zeroed in on the reports of strange disturbances that plagued the country, especially in Tokyo. It had taken a lot of effort to narrow down the search, especially after some false leads in Tomobiki, Juuban and the Nekomi Technical Institute.
Monkey Fist paused, his mind searching. This close he could feel the enticing pull of the Talisman, its siren's call promising power untold. It was maddening, to be this close, yet so far. He took a step forward, closer to his destiny.
{Xian Pu? What are you doing in my room?} Monkey Fist froze at the sound of the voice behind him. His hand slipped inside his gi to grab a brace of shuriken.
{You've finally given up on, Ranma,} the voice continued. Monkey Fist heard the sound of rustling and could see someone rising from a pallet in the corner.
{Oh, Xian Pu! You've made me so happy!} the boy shouted before grabbing hold of Monkey Fist.
Monkey Fist reeled in shock the moment the boy grabbed him in a loving embrace. "Get off of me, you DOLT!" he roared as he shook off the boy. He dropped into a fighting crouch ready for an attack.
Mousse, the master of hidden weapons, picked himself off the floor and put his glasses on. Carefully, he peered through the gloom of night at the other person in his room. [You're not Shampoo!] he declared angrily.
[You're a perceptive one, aren't you,] Monkey Fist stated dryly, still wary of an attack.
Mousse stood there quivering in barely suppressed anger. [What are you doing in my room, you PERVERT!] he bellowed as a barrage of weapons leapt out of thin air at the intruder.
Monkey Fist yelped in shock at the mass of blades, chains and rope that wrapped around him. He fell to the ground in a tangled heap and struggled against his bonds as the boy advanced upon him. Dammit, no one so young should have been able to master the hidden weapons technique to that degree! If he could only have a few minutes, he'd be able to get free and deal with this unexpected foe.
[Get OUT!] Mousse roared as he hauled off with a mighty kick that sent the intruder sailing into the night sky
***
"Now where's this Nekohanten?" Ron said as he puzzled over the map of Nerima. The sun had long since set by the time the three travelers finally left the comforts of Bueno Nacho. Compounding the problem was the fact that the oversized map Ron was poring over was written in Japanese, a language that he had little knowledge of. "You know street signs are a lot harder to read at night," he observed.
"We wouldn't have this problem if you and Rufus hadn't ordered every single item on the menu," Kim snapped as she pulled out her Kimmunicator. "Wade, can you get us a GPS lock on our location?"
"Ron's navigating again I see," Wade replied with a knowing smile. "Good news. It looks like you're only a couple of blocks from the Nekohanten. Just take a right at the end of the street and you're there."
"You rock, Wade," Kim said as she stowed the Kimmunicator in her pouch.
"I could have told you that," Ron muttered as he worked on folding the map. In the distance, they could hear some shouting as a stray breeze blew the map to wrap around Ron. As Ron struggled with the suddenly stubborn mass of paper, a pigtailed youth dashed around the corner looking as if death were right on his heels.
[I ain't gonna eat your cookies, Akane!] Ranma yelled over his shoulder and nimbly ducked under the flying snack goods.
[Ranma! Get back here!] Akane hollered as she rounded the corner and tossed another barrage of cookies. Ranma leapt over a paper wrapped pedestrian and turned to stick his tongue out at his irate fiancé.
[Nyah, nyah, missed me,] Ranma taunted.
[An opening!] Akane cried as she let loose with another round of cookies.
"Finally!" Ron exclaimed as his head popped out from the tangled confines of the map, just in time for a cookie to fly into his open mouth. Instinctively, he chewed and swallowed as Ranma looked on in horror. "Let's g..." Ron's voice trailed off in a pained gurgle as he collapsed to the ground.
"RON!" Kim and Lo Shin shrieked in unison as Ron fell. Instantly, they were at Ron's side, trying to revive him.
[See,] Ranma said as Akane caught up with him and gasped at the sight of the blond stranger lying on the ground with incriminating cookie crumbs on his lips. [I told you that you needed more practice.]
Next: Same old same old at the Tendo Dojo
A/N: Thanks for Reading!
Now who here thought it was evil of Kim to tell Lo Shin to order the naco?
Sorry for those rooting for Monkey Fist to win against Mousse, but I figured he'd have no way of knowing that Mousse was a master of Hidden Weapons. He was surprised this time around, but Monty is a smart monkey so he won't be caught by the same trick twice. Also, my apologies that Monkey Fist is only making cameos so far, but don't worry, he'll appear with a vengeance in another couple chapters. If he'd just sit down and negotiate his contract with me like a reasonable monkey... ^_^
I was going to make this chapter a little longer, but with the scheduled downtime slated for tonight (01-31-2004), I wanted to get this installment in. Hopefully, the next chapter will be up by mid week, but don't hold me to that.
Oh and Tomobiki is where Urusei Yatsura takes place, Juuban is where Sailor Moon lives and the Nekomi Technical Institute is where Keiichi Morisato goes to school with Belldandy.
Disclaimer: Kim Possible and crew are owned by Disney. (Who had better keep producing the show until we have as many seasons as the Simpsons.) Ranma 1/2 and crew are owned by Rumiko Takahashi. SO to repeat I own neither of these.
{ } denotes Chinese speech [ ] denotes Japanese speech
Chapter 5: Hello, Nerima. Here's Ron
"FINALLY!" Ron cheered with a fist thrust triumphantly into the air. "Civilization at LAST!"
"Booyah!" Rufus agreed as he hungrily rubbed his belly.
Ron, Kim and Lo Shin were standing in front a building shaped like a giant sombrero. Even though the sign was written in Japanese, the smell coming from the open door was unmistakable. They had arrived at Bueno Nacho. Ron barreled into the building without even a backwards glance, coming to a stop at the empty counter.
"Three chimerito combos, grande sized!" Ron ordered, pointing urgently at the menu board and then gasped in blissful surprise. "They even have the five alarm sauce," he cried joyfully as picked up handfuls of the little yellow packets and rapidly filled his pockets. "I've died and gone to heaven."
"This is Bueno Nacho?" Lo Shin asked Kim as she curiously looked around at the Mexican themed restaurant. "It doesn't look Korean."
Kim ignored Lo Shin's comments and perused the menu. "One burrito combo, please," she ordered, following Ron's example by pointing to the menu board.
"Did Ron not order for us already?" Lo Shin asked as she looked dubiously at the menu and the ecstatic blonde.
"You've obviously never seen Ron eat," Kim snorted in amusement. "Three grande size combos is just an appetizer for him and Rufus."
"What is good here?" Lo Shin asked as she continued staring at the menu boards in confusion. "I'm not familiar with this food."
Kim smiled broadly as an impish thought coalesced in her mind. "Try the naco," she suggested. "It was Ron's invention."
"Thank you," Lo Shin said gratefully to Kim and turned to order. [One naco and one water, please.]
The cashier carefully measured the diminutive girl standing in front of him. [Are you sure about that?] he asked slowly.
Lo Shin nodded vigorously. "One naco and one water, please," she repeated in English, wondering if her Japanese was rusty.
The cashier shrugged phlegmatically and filled the three teens' orders, handing a heavily laden tray to Ron and a more reasonable tray to both Kim and Lo Shin. Ron happily bounced from the counter to an open booth and tore into the first bundle. He sighed in satisfaction upon seeing the elegantly wrapped meal. Rufus hopped up onto to the table his claws twitching with anticipation.
"Rufus, we have arrived," Ron said just before both he and his pet dove into the meal ravenously. Kim rolled her eyes as she sat across from Ron, careful not to let any part of her meal enter the 'kill zone,' while Lo Shin watched the scene with wide eyed fascination. Mutely, Lo Shin sat down next to Kim, her wondering gaze going from an amused Kim to the eating Ron and Rufus.
"Hey, naco," Ron commented approvingly when he paused for breath. He flashed Lo Shin a thumbs up. "Inspired choice."
"Th-Thank you," Lo Shin replied, still equally horrified and fascinated by what she had just witnessed. "Kim told me it was your invention."
Ron nodded as he slurped some nacho cheese off the wrapper. "Yup. Combine a taco with some nacho and you have the famous Stoppable Naco. Trademarked by Bueno Nacho of course."
"I'm sure I will enjoy it," Lo Shin said with a hesitant smile as she unwrapped her meal. Soon the naco lay before her in all its glory and she blinked at the artery clogging mass cooling on her plate. "Do people really eat this?" she asked Kim plaintively.
"Yup," Kim smirked as she took a sip of her soda. "Dig in."
Lo Shin valiantly scooped some naco into her mouth and frowned at the unfamiliar texture. She took another few bites before screwing her face up into a grimace. It wasn't the salsa, she'd certainly had far spicier fare in the village. It wasn't the chips, the crunching was actually quite satisfying. It wasn't even the heavy mass of cheese and grease, unfamiliar, but something she could get used to. It was a combination of all those factors, an unholy fusion of tastes that assaulted her taste buds and left her begging for mercy. She would have liked nothing more than to spit it out, but could not do so with Ron sitting across from her looking at her expectantly. Lo Shin bravely swallowed and washed it down with a hearty swig of her water.
"It's very good," Lo Shin lied as she pushed her tray away from her slightly. "I just don't have much of an appetite today."
In a flash Rufus stood expectantly in front of her tray. "Mine?" he asked hopefully.
Lo Shin pushed the tray towards Rufus in answer. The grateful naked mole rat promptly dove into the naco, swimming through the cheese as he ate contentedly. After a few seconds, Rufus sat on the empty plate and let out a loud and satisfied belch.
"I hear ya, buddy," Ron agreed as he sat back in the booth. They had returned to Bueno Nacho. Finally, things were starting to look up.
***
Under the cover of darkness, Monkey Fist crept stealthily through the window into the storeroom at the rear of the Nekohanten. Thanks to the matriarch, he only needed to comb over a country the size of California, but it was still a tremendous amount of ground to cover. Monkey Fist immediately discounted the numerous temples and shrines that littered the country. No, where a Chinese Amazon went, trouble followed. He zeroed in on the reports of strange disturbances that plagued the country, especially in Tokyo. It had taken a lot of effort to narrow down the search, especially after some false leads in Tomobiki, Juuban and the Nekomi Technical Institute.
Monkey Fist paused, his mind searching. This close he could feel the enticing pull of the Talisman, its siren's call promising power untold. It was maddening, to be this close, yet so far. He took a step forward, closer to his destiny.
{Xian Pu? What are you doing in my room?} Monkey Fist froze at the sound of the voice behind him. His hand slipped inside his gi to grab a brace of shuriken.
{You've finally given up on, Ranma,} the voice continued. Monkey Fist heard the sound of rustling and could see someone rising from a pallet in the corner.
{Oh, Xian Pu! You've made me so happy!} the boy shouted before grabbing hold of Monkey Fist.
Monkey Fist reeled in shock the moment the boy grabbed him in a loving embrace. "Get off of me, you DOLT!" he roared as he shook off the boy. He dropped into a fighting crouch ready for an attack.
Mousse, the master of hidden weapons, picked himself off the floor and put his glasses on. Carefully, he peered through the gloom of night at the other person in his room. [You're not Shampoo!] he declared angrily.
[You're a perceptive one, aren't you,] Monkey Fist stated dryly, still wary of an attack.
Mousse stood there quivering in barely suppressed anger. [What are you doing in my room, you PERVERT!] he bellowed as a barrage of weapons leapt out of thin air at the intruder.
Monkey Fist yelped in shock at the mass of blades, chains and rope that wrapped around him. He fell to the ground in a tangled heap and struggled against his bonds as the boy advanced upon him. Dammit, no one so young should have been able to master the hidden weapons technique to that degree! If he could only have a few minutes, he'd be able to get free and deal with this unexpected foe.
[Get OUT!] Mousse roared as he hauled off with a mighty kick that sent the intruder sailing into the night sky
***
"Now where's this Nekohanten?" Ron said as he puzzled over the map of Nerima. The sun had long since set by the time the three travelers finally left the comforts of Bueno Nacho. Compounding the problem was the fact that the oversized map Ron was poring over was written in Japanese, a language that he had little knowledge of. "You know street signs are a lot harder to read at night," he observed.
"We wouldn't have this problem if you and Rufus hadn't ordered every single item on the menu," Kim snapped as she pulled out her Kimmunicator. "Wade, can you get us a GPS lock on our location?"
"Ron's navigating again I see," Wade replied with a knowing smile. "Good news. It looks like you're only a couple of blocks from the Nekohanten. Just take a right at the end of the street and you're there."
"You rock, Wade," Kim said as she stowed the Kimmunicator in her pouch.
"I could have told you that," Ron muttered as he worked on folding the map. In the distance, they could hear some shouting as a stray breeze blew the map to wrap around Ron. As Ron struggled with the suddenly stubborn mass of paper, a pigtailed youth dashed around the corner looking as if death were right on his heels.
[I ain't gonna eat your cookies, Akane!] Ranma yelled over his shoulder and nimbly ducked under the flying snack goods.
[Ranma! Get back here!] Akane hollered as she rounded the corner and tossed another barrage of cookies. Ranma leapt over a paper wrapped pedestrian and turned to stick his tongue out at his irate fiancé.
[Nyah, nyah, missed me,] Ranma taunted.
[An opening!] Akane cried as she let loose with another round of cookies.
"Finally!" Ron exclaimed as his head popped out from the tangled confines of the map, just in time for a cookie to fly into his open mouth. Instinctively, he chewed and swallowed as Ranma looked on in horror. "Let's g..." Ron's voice trailed off in a pained gurgle as he collapsed to the ground.
"RON!" Kim and Lo Shin shrieked in unison as Ron fell. Instantly, they were at Ron's side, trying to revive him.
[See,] Ranma said as Akane caught up with him and gasped at the sight of the blond stranger lying on the ground with incriminating cookie crumbs on his lips. [I told you that you needed more practice.]
Next: Same old same old at the Tendo Dojo
A/N: Thanks for Reading!
Now who here thought it was evil of Kim to tell Lo Shin to order the naco?
Sorry for those rooting for Monkey Fist to win against Mousse, but I figured he'd have no way of knowing that Mousse was a master of Hidden Weapons. He was surprised this time around, but Monty is a smart monkey so he won't be caught by the same trick twice. Also, my apologies that Monkey Fist is only making cameos so far, but don't worry, he'll appear with a vengeance in another couple chapters. If he'd just sit down and negotiate his contract with me like a reasonable monkey... ^_^
I was going to make this chapter a little longer, but with the scheduled downtime slated for tonight (01-31-2004), I wanted to get this installment in. Hopefully, the next chapter will be up by mid week, but don't hold me to that.
Oh and Tomobiki is where Urusei Yatsura takes place, Juuban is where Sailor Moon lives and the Nekomi Technical Institute is where Keiichi Morisato goes to school with Belldandy.