Disclaim me do rey mi fa so la ti do. I don't own Ranma or Tenchi or any thing else that may be hinted at in here. So much fanfiction has been written that is guaranteed that anything I write is probably plagiarism of some sort.

Brief A/N: Frodo and Mary Sue live!…in the Poconos.

A Wild Horse and His Cabbit

Hello Nerth 2

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Ranma groaned. Her head felt like a balloon and just as empty. She realized that her link to LinOhki had been cut off and the sudden loneliness was crushing. An eye opened to take in her surroundings. She was suspended in a tube of glasslike material in a large space filled with all kinds of esoteric equipment.

She began to move spastically, meowing in a pitiable manner.

Washu sat outside the tube at her holographic console looking at Mihoshi with lidded eyes. 'Maybe this will finally rein in some of your dangerous klutziness Mihoshi.' "Now, you can put away the control cube. Once I link you to this cabbit that fortune has given us, all you should have to do is picture in your mind what you need and it will produce whatever you wish, or a reasonable facsimile."

"Oh goody! A new partner!…but won't Kiyone be upset?"

"Nah. She can have the other one as soon as I can catch it and process its control circuitry. This one was marginal, not enough masu to take ship form, even. I took care of that and all you have to do is sit in that chair so I can get you hooked up."

Mihoshi looked up at the observation booth where the rest of he friends were standing. Tenchi forced a smile and gave her a thumbs up and Sasami grinned from ear to ear. Kiyone was in the back of the group doing a credible imitation of a Snoopy dance quietly singing 'free at last, free at last'. Ryoko was pensive, 'Washu, you'd BETTER not turn Mihoshi into a sister! Or something as bad.' Tenchi was worried, remembering some of Washu's technological backfires. Ayeka looked longingly at Tenchi. Tenchi just continued to worry. Katsuhito kept his thoughts to himself. Tenchi worried.

Mihoshi sat in the chair. In response clamps restrained her arms and legs and a bar secured her middle in the chair. The red headed genius began tapping away at the ethereal console, laughing maniacally while little, winged puppet Washus flew around her head blowing on tiny trumpets.

In her prison, Ranma ceased her movement and settled down in the bottom of the tube.

Washu's guinea pigs…subjects…'uhh' fellow fiancée candidate and her new partner began to glow a golden color. There was a Mona Lisa smile on the detective's lips as her dna was modified to make her receptive to the link. In the peanut gallery, Katsuhito's eyes narrowed as he sensed what seemed to be human chi streaks in the glow around the cabbit. He wanted to interrupt, but knew better. It would just have to take its course and they could do something about it later.


Ranma woke up between two very comfortable pillows and stretched languorously before cracking open her eyes to notice that the large 'pillows belonged to a lightly snoring, tanned, blonde, good smelling, cute…(Cute?), gaijin woman who's stomach she was laying on. 'Oh sh…' She began to inch away from that position and thoughts of being attacked for a hentai act floated in her head. Ranma floated up and headed out to get away when she was jerked to a stop, short of the wall.

Washu walked through a portal. "Mihoshi, rise and shine. Its time for cabbit control 101. Your new partner was just trying to skip out on you, and would have if I didn't have the leash field activated."

The blond girl yawned and rolled to the side due to a feeling of cut off circulation to her rump and scratched an ear on the top of her head. She stopped, wearing a confused look as something fuzzy and snakelike whipped around whacking her back occasionally. "Wha..?"

"The ears and tail are just side effects of the bonding. You'll get used to them." 'Another thing that I didn't expect. Probably because it's a feral…'

Mihoshi slowly craned her neck to look at her backside and grabbed the new tail and shouted "Kawaii!" She ran to the dresser mirror and felt an ear with her free hand and shouted again, "Kawaii!"

Washu sweat dropped…big.

Ranma was observing all of this from the air while little droplets of blood came from her nose, hitting the floor.

Mihoshi and Washu turned at hearing a thump to see a passed out cabbit. 'Strange. Why would a cabbit be shy?' thought Washu as she saw the blood on the red fur around Ranma's nose.

A few minutes later, Mihoshi was dressed in clothes custom made by Washu to accommodate the girl's new appendage.


The whole crew went out to the lawn that ran down to the lake to observe the training. Washu was wearing a labcoat and pointing to a chalkboard that hadn't been there a minute ago.

"Now, Mihoshi, all you have to do is picture what you want and the subroutines will execute your request in the most efficient manner. Your cabbit is like a dog. She will faithfully do whatever you want because of the programming. I designed them to be the perfect subsentient companion, about as capable as a dog or a dolphin, with the computer taking care of all technological details."

Mihoshi then spoke up, "But that's not what Ranma says. She said that she's not stupid and that you are a $)(r! -0&() slaver that is $9($ forcing her to +-$ be a goddamned servant. OH MY! She says she wants to rip off your $#(-) arms and stuff them up your ):"& thick thighed butt till you can pick your nose from your mouth and that she is a martial artist, not a pet."

Every one standing around had turned to stone, their ears were bright red, though, at the low vulgarity that had come from Mihoshi's mouth. Sasami was looking around, not having understood the worst of the language. She knew that it was bad, "Washu-chan. Why is Ranma… That's right, Mihoshi-san? Why is Ranma so mad at you?"

Ranma, meanwhile, had begun to glow an angry red and floated up to eye level to stare into Washu's eyes as if weighing her worth as a boat anchor.

After a few seconds, Washu turned her eyes away, shuddering. The intelligence behind those eyes was not that of a pet. She knew sentience when it slapped her in the face.

Washu bowed low to Ranma, "Gomen, Ranma dono. It appears that I have made a grave error based on assumptions about old design. Sasami, Ranma has reason to be angry." Ranma's glow faded, but her nose turned up into the air and she sniffed pointedly. "I took away an innocent sentient being's free will for no good reason other than to be Mihoshi's pet and as a foil to her…well, never mind. I did something wrong and I'll do what I have to to make it up." A lone tear of shame tracked down her face. Ranma didn't miss it and her expression began to change.

Mihoshi smiled at Ranma and said, "Washu-chan, Ranma says she will forgive you if you do as you say. She takes back what she said and that your thighs are only a little thick and only need a little exercise. Kappa kappa kappa?" Ranma sweat dropped, 'Wow, wonder why she didn't attack me?'


Very short section. As to why Mihoshi was kappa'd, why not? May be a little while till the next chapter comes out and I want to make it longer. This one just bubbled up and popped out.

31DEC05