Disclaimer: Ranma 1/2 is the creation of Rumiko Takahashi and ...Honestly, I'm not sure who owns Tenchi Muyo anymore, really... each being used for entertainment purposes without permission or intent to profit.
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"Chibified"
'What It's All About'
By J.T. Magnus, 'Turbo'
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Nighttime in the Tendo house, a time of still peace and quiet tranquility... unless of course anyone happens to be home that night. When the house is occupied, it serves as a signal to the various crazies of Nerima Ward to converge on the location and go wild. Shampoo and Kodachi would show up to 'convince' Ranma of their claims, usually resulting in a fight between whichever one was there and Akane - or, on occasion, a three-way free-for-all fight - or Ryoga might decide it was time for Ranma to once again 'Prepare to die'; if Happosai was staying there for the night, then Taro might drop in to make another attempt to force the old man to change his name...
And Happosai was a problem in and of himself. He was a problem that drew in more problems, Taro wouldn't be a problem for the Tendo household - and their Saotome guests - if it weren't for Happosai being there in the first place. And Happosai himself wouldn't be a problem if it weren't for some of his more annoying habits; stealing underwear, groping females... and waking certain aqua-transexuals up in the middle of the night with buckets of ice-cold water to grope their female form, an action that can result in...
"Freakin' old pervert!" Ranma-chan snarled as she punched the ancient Grand Master of Anything Goes off of her chest and across the room.
"Nice punch, Ranma-kun!" Chibi-ma cheered as he and Chibi-ko appeared out of nowhere with their commentators' desk.
"Nice? Oh, come on!" Chibi-ko countered, "He hit an old man while the guy was distracted, that's the kind of thug act we should expect from Ryoga - not the reigning champ!"
"That's no old man, that's Happosai; how would you feel if he was groping you instead?"
"You should respect a man with that level of appreciation for the female form," Chibi-ko answered, "You've got to wonder why Cologne ever left him - I mean, it's not like we can't tell Shampoo's definitely his great-granddaughter, they've both got that same glomp."
"'Appreciation for the female form'... What the hell are you talking about, Chibi-ko?" Chibi-ma demanded to know.
"It's simple, Chibi-ma... There is a man who understands; It's all about the puppies," Chibi-ko announced, reaching for the hem of her shirt only to be stopped by her partner.
"Don't," Chibi-ma sighed, "We don't have the money to bribe Standards and Practices again."
"Who cares about them? These are beautiful and all-natural - perfectly in scale with Ranma-kun's own in female form," Chibi-ko reminded her partner, "You know what? They should be worshipped! Get down on your knees and genuflect!"
"Not this day," Chibi-ma shook his head, "Not this day or any other."
The door to the Saotome's room slammed open and a half-asleep and all-angry Nabiki stood there, looking for all the world like a vengeful goddess of war, "Now hear this: whether it is your little raids, Happosai; fiances and challengers for you, Ranma... or whatever stupid comments you two puppets make... if I do not get my beauty sleep, if I am now allowed to rest, I will go insane and I swear to the Kamis of Wealth and Cunning that I will take you with me! Are we clear on this?"
Two martial artists and two Chibi-puppets slowly nodded.
"Good," Nabiki smiled putting them all in mind of a cat at an all-you-can-eat seafood buffet, "Well, good night, everyone - sleep tight."
As Nabiki softly shut the door behind her, Chibi-ko had a comment, "And still the reigning champion in the women's division; 'cause there's no technique or trick anyone else has that's half as scary as that smile..."