"Really! It's just razorbumps!"
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Ranma the Amorous Over-Sexed Nympho
Chapter 40
'Dragon soupy'
The few remaining patrons of the restaurant stared in concern at the proprieter viciously hyperventalating while barely propping herself up on her staff. Cologne cursed Ranma between gasps, as she pulled out a paper bag to begin breathing in; even when not knowing where the Hell he or she was, or what they were up to, she *knew* that something signifigant happened, signifigant in the oceans of blood and dead walk the earth sort of way.
"I swear, by any Gods or deities that exist, you'll have my full worship if you just allow us to survive whatever Hell that damnable redhead is about to visit upon us..." Cologne silently swore in the midst of her anxiety attack.
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Mousse and Ryoga stood petrified at the sight that trembled them more than even the 'Dragon Prince' had in full fury; Ranma-chan glowing brilliantly red, ferally hunched over, and very... very angry.
"That... you.... you..." Onna-Ranma's eyes surprisingly held both anger and betrayal, "TRAITOR!!!"
"Wha?" Ryoga shouted back, "I'm doing this for your own good! Right Mousse... Mousse?" Both Ranma and Ryoga turned to find Mousse running from the red haired demon, holding his crotch and stumbling in his blind panic while occationally throwing glances behind him to make sure she hadn't caught up with him.
"Coward," both Ranma and Ryoga stated with dry tone.
"How is trapping me for my own good?" Ranma-chan asked with a hurt and cracking voice that *almost* got to Ryoga.
"Trap *you*? HA! You're NOT Ranma! You're some perverted demon that has taken him over!" Ryoga went into fighting stance, while checking the position of certain items, "And as long as Ryoga Hibiki breaths, I will free him from your clutches!"
"Ryoga, I can do so much for you, we don't have to fight..." Ranma-chan's tone was tired and slightly pleading, "You don't understand how free I am, with my curse! I just can't go back to being *him* all the time!"
"That's not your choice to make, demon," with that, Ryoga launched to the attack. Ranma was forced to dodge away, still a bit off-balance emotionally. The bandanna-clad boy used this to his advantage, and lead Ranma to where he wanted her to go, fighting as fiercely as he could dare to keep the advantage.
"Ryoga, I can do things for you that you could never imagine! Just stop this!"
"QUIT WHINING LIKE A COWARD AND TAKE YOUR CURE LIKE A MAN!" Ryoga shouted, as they passed by the campfire. Ryoga twisted into an outside crescent kick that would have caught Ranma-chan in the jaw by the toe. Since it was coming up from a down angle, Ranma was forced to guard against the kick, just as Ryoga wanted.
The pigtailed young woman's forearm met with hot kettle with explosive results, splashing her totally.
"AH! HOT!"
Ryoga jumped back, with his eyes wide; Ranma didn't change back...
"Oh... crap," Ryoga breathed, stepping back slowly from the wet and still female Ranma.
"So... that's how it's gonna be, huh?" Ranma-chan said in a low voice, keeping her eyes hidden behind her bangs.
Ryoga's eyes flew open, as he was forced to involentarily exhale from the fist that slammed into his gut. In a feat of strength that impressed even Ryoga, she lifted him up on her fist, and slammed him into the ground, rupturing the ground with his body and forming a crater under him. Ryoga barely noticed Ranma's aura glowing thinly around her in a red.
"Ya coulda had it good with me, and you went and blew it," Ranma-chan spoke, her voice as solomn as her espression. She raised herself to standing, and then grinned cheerfully, "Now, I must go meet my princess in shining armor!"
"Wha.. n-no," Ryoga gasped, before fading to unconciousness.
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"Hmm?" Herb turned to the massive flare of chi off to the north, "That power..." Without a second thought, she left the confused Lime and Mint, and took to the air, directly towards where she felt the powerful aura.
"Hmm, that was rather spontanious of her, wouldn't you say, my dear brethern?"
"Herb's fathers jiggle when he flies," the tiger-boy replied in a purring voice; his eyes were glassed over and still staring off into the distance.
Mint gave a soft sigh, "I must say, really. We shall have to rectify this absurd infatuation with breasts. By George! I have had an epipheny! Mayhaps you would not be preoccupied with a visually stimulating, yet ultimately limited part of the feminine anatomy if you had experienced the few other delectable offerings our counterparts of the opposing sex offer." Mint patted Lime on the back, "Let us make haste, my dear brother in tribe. We shall make a man of you, yet. Herb left her purse within our temporary domicile, I believe?"
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Mousse thought about his situation. The 'cure' for Ranma didn't work, and in fact, had changed him into a girl. He concluded that the ladle may only work for cursed forms...
His eyes grew VERY wide at that, he could have been stuck with his... monster for the rest of his life!!! Mousse grabbed his groin, which was still aching from Ranma-chan's tender mercies, and the phantom pain he always felt from the strain and fustration that came with his cursed form.
He also realized another problem, Ranma was probably stuck in his girl form. Suddenly, half-way around the world didn't seem like it would even be far enough.
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Herb landed, and looked at the unconcious boy laying in the pit in the forest floor. She could still feel the trace lingering of someone's ki in the air. There was something unusual about it, it had the edge of something in it, something that made her feel incredibly flush, and the boy laying unconcious rather delicious look...
The prince turned princess quickly averted her eyes, and decided that it would probably be best to return back to the inn so that she may ponder this ordeal... in private... in the shower... with the detachable shower head.
In earnest to curb the unsettling fustrated sensation she was feeling, Herb took off into the air, as fast as she could.
In the distance, Ranma-chan smiled, watching the pink comet streak overhead. She knew she would not be able to beat Herb back to her room, but from the speed the princess was taking off at, she'll be good and readying herself by the time Ranma got there.
At an uncanny speed, the redhead herself followed the blazing trail of tonight's midnight partner.
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"Yes, well, you see, my associate here is in dire straights," Mint stated with a slight exasperated tone of urgency. The inn-keeper looked closely at the dumbly staring boy that seemed a great unsettling deal like a large tiger.
"Hmm, he seems alright to me..."
"Oh, well the ailment he suffers from isn't visible, thankfully enough..." The wolf-boy leaned towards the Innkeeper, and motioned him to lean closer.
"You're not gonna shout in my ear, are ya?" the man gave Mint a half-lidded stare.
"Oh, I must say I'm insulted by your implication that I would be so childish as to tempt such an asinine jest. Please, I would like to remain serious on this matter..." Nodding, the inn-keeper leaned his ear in, "You see, my friend has had a lifelong case of virginity..."
The Inn-keeper blinked, and looked at the other boy, who was growling slightly, while trying to swat a fly with his hands, "Actually, it is pretty visible."
"You may have more knowledge in this subject, so I give a nod towards your diagnosis," Mint replied with a touch of humor, "But, what I was requesting, is if you might provide assistance to rectify this... tragic dilemma?"
The Inn-keeper looked at the other boy again, "Big and dumb aren't my type."
"Oh? Ah, a jest! Good one, dear sir! No, I'm enquiring if you may know of some any locales that may... cater to my associate's needs?"
"Brothels are illegal in Japan, kid."
"Oh, I'm well aware of that. Perhaps you may know of a promising alternative?" Mint held up the small pouch, that clinked within of metal. The Inn-keeper rolled his eyes, assuming that it held the small change the brat's mommy and daddy gave him, though he admitted that he knew some pretty big words for his age.
"Sorry, no can do..."
Mint pulled out two gold coins, "Ah, then my apologies, accept this as restitution for your time, then."
The Inn-keeper's eyes went wide, as he looked over the gold coins, "Hey, kid, maybe I got a little something hidden in a secret hot spring in the back you and your friend may want to take a look at..."
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Ryoga finally woke up, and took a moment to recall his surroundings and the ordeal he was in. Ranma was permenantly a girl, and it was all his fault!
"Oh, Ranma! I swear to you I'll find a cure!" Ryoga pledged, clenching his right hand into a fist by his chest, "I vow on my honor as a martial artist, I will not fail you again!"
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"Impressive!" Mint exclaimed, looking around at the secret pink salon with it's own set of springs that were hidden in an underground facility. It was rather large, the size of a gym, and apparently only catered to very prominant and exclusive customers.
"Yes, I guess it is," the Inn-keeper stated with some pride, "Step right this way, gentlemen, and I'll provide you with something to help your big friend with his... little problem."
"Oh, this just may do well!" Mint nodded in approval, as they came to a curtain.
"For your selection..." The Inn-keeper drew the curtains, displaying ten comely women, nearly baring all.
"Oh... my," Mint was doubly impressed, and reached into the purse to provide for his own servicing. Lime's senses went into overload from the sight of all those fathers.
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Herb sighed, as she dried her hair off while walking out of the bathroom. The shower... experience she read from that peculiar magazine always left her feeling both exhillarated and exhausted at the same time. Without a care or thought to where her two associates may be, Herb collapsed herself onto the bed, almost asleep, before she found the covers being pulled over her without her doing.
"Hard day at work, honey?" a lulling voice whispered into her ear. Herb froze, shocked that someone had managed to sneak up on her.
"Who are..." Before the princess could even get out the third world, she gasped, as her world suddenly collapsed into a sea of building pleasure...
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Mousse crept along, hoping and praying he wasn't caught by the demon that would utilize him until the cold comfort of death settled over his withering frame. He praised the stars that no one was around the encampment, and presumed Ranma had wandered back to the inn, while Ryoga just plain wandered off. The myopic boy bent down to pick up his backpack from the encampment.
"Here... let me help you with that..."
Mousse cursed to himself, "Ah, h-hey, Ryoga..."
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The third woman that had been sent in, ran out screaming, covering her chest in fright.
"Um, this may be a bit of a bother, but perhaps you have one that may be a slight stronger and less fragile than the previous?" Mint asked, becoming quickly discouraged.
"Hmm, I may have just the thing... er... girl..." the Inn-keeper replied, "HELGA!"
An Asian... woman, for lack of a proper defining term, stepped out from behind an iron door, using a rag to wipe blood from her hands.
"This is our resident chef. She provides this establishment with the tasty slop that'll get you're wang up and ready," the Inn-keeper stated.
Mint turned back to him with a raised eyebrow, "That's a woman?"
"HELGA SEE ACTION, DA?" Helga grinned ferally, while flexing her muscles that nearly sent her cooking outfit to shreds.
"And she speaks Russian..." Mint said, distastefully, "Oh well, any port in the storm, I guess. Yes Helga, you get to see 'action' today... sorry, dear Lime."
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"ARE YOU INSANE?!?" Mousse all but shouted at Ryoga, "If you had a brain behind that bandanna of yours, you'd consider the fact that Ranma is now GONE! All that's left is that never-tiring, oversexed, feindish SHE-BEAST! There IS no hope for Ranma's return!"
"No! We HAVE to help him! Poor Ranma! trapped within that horrible, horrible creature! DON'T WORRY, RANMA! WE'LL RESCUE YOU!!!" Ryoga shouted to the heavens, causing Mousse to pale completely.
"Shut UP, you moron! You want her to come back for us!" Mousse grabbed Ryoga by the shoulders, "Listen, I have a home I bought in Argentina when I was there doing a shoot. Come with me, and she'll never find us!"
Ryoga considered the idea. Ranma probably was a lost cause, now, and after seeing Mousse in his cursed form, the idea did sound appealing...
"NO!" Ryoga shouted, adimantly, shaking the idea from his head, "I will not fail Ranma a second time!!!" Ryoga's eyes narrowed, as he glared at Mousse, "So, you gonna help me willingly, or do I have to force you?"
Mousse's answer came in the form of a chain being launched to wrap around Ryoga. The bandanna clad boy reacted quickly, grabbing the chain, pulling Mousse towards him, and then quickly wrapping him up.
"Now... either you give your vow of assistance, or I use you as bait for Ranma-s curse, you got that?" Mousse nodded quickly, his eyes showing the amount of fear the idea put into him.
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"Mint, Lime is confused..."
Mint turned his depressed expression towards his partner, "Yes, what is it, now?"
"Men have fathers, too?"
"FOR THE LAST TIME, EVERYONE HAS *A* FATHER!!! WOMEN HAVE 'BREASTS'!!!" Mint shouted, before regaining his temper. "Look, we will endeavor to improve your education on the fairer sex at a later date. In the meantime, I..."
"HOW DARE YOU HANDLE ME IN... oh, ooohhhh!!! I DEMAND YOU CEASE THIS DEBAucheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, ah, ah-hah! NO! I SHALL... mmm, do that again... I SHALL SEAR YOUR BONES TO ASSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH Founding dragon, preserve meeeee! THIS IS MY LAST WARNINGdon'tlistentomekeepgoing..."
Mint blinked, and then turned to Lime, "Perhaps it would be most prudent if we were to retire to another room for this eve. Come now, I believe they have some channels on the device called television that may hold promising amounts of breas... of fathers to keep you entertained for the remainder of the night, and allow me to get some much needed rest."
"Fathers?" Lime growled, already near his max at the amount of 'fatherly attention' he could be given, not that Mint cared at the moment.
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Mousse lead Ryoga back to the inn, regretting the idea of attacking Ryoga instead of breaking the nightshade capsule that was hidden in one of his molars.
"Don't worry Ranma, just hang on," Ryoga stated for the umpteenth time, looking in entirely the wrong wing of the inn for the redhead.
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Herb wheezed, staring unfocused at the ceiling, unable to do much more. Ranma-chan grinned at the sight; she had a new playmate that was capable of statisfying her for some time, at least.
"Herb-chan, you are *so* mine now!"
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Ranma the Amorous Over-Sexed Nympho
Chapter 40
'Dragon soupy'
The few remaining patrons of the restaurant stared in concern at the proprieter viciously hyperventalating while barely propping herself up on her staff. Cologne cursed Ranma between gasps, as she pulled out a paper bag to begin breathing in; even when not knowing where the Hell he or she was, or what they were up to, she *knew* that something signifigant happened, signifigant in the oceans of blood and dead walk the earth sort of way.
"I swear, by any Gods or deities that exist, you'll have my full worship if you just allow us to survive whatever Hell that damnable redhead is about to visit upon us..." Cologne silently swore in the midst of her anxiety attack.
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Mousse and Ryoga stood petrified at the sight that trembled them more than even the 'Dragon Prince' had in full fury; Ranma-chan glowing brilliantly red, ferally hunched over, and very... very angry.
"That... you.... you..." Onna-Ranma's eyes surprisingly held both anger and betrayal, "TRAITOR!!!"
"Wha?" Ryoga shouted back, "I'm doing this for your own good! Right Mousse... Mousse?" Both Ranma and Ryoga turned to find Mousse running from the red haired demon, holding his crotch and stumbling in his blind panic while occationally throwing glances behind him to make sure she hadn't caught up with him.
"Coward," both Ranma and Ryoga stated with dry tone.
"How is trapping me for my own good?" Ranma-chan asked with a hurt and cracking voice that *almost* got to Ryoga.
"Trap *you*? HA! You're NOT Ranma! You're some perverted demon that has taken him over!" Ryoga went into fighting stance, while checking the position of certain items, "And as long as Ryoga Hibiki breaths, I will free him from your clutches!"
"Ryoga, I can do so much for you, we don't have to fight..." Ranma-chan's tone was tired and slightly pleading, "You don't understand how free I am, with my curse! I just can't go back to being *him* all the time!"
"That's not your choice to make, demon," with that, Ryoga launched to the attack. Ranma was forced to dodge away, still a bit off-balance emotionally. The bandanna-clad boy used this to his advantage, and lead Ranma to where he wanted her to go, fighting as fiercely as he could dare to keep the advantage.
"Ryoga, I can do things for you that you could never imagine! Just stop this!"
"QUIT WHINING LIKE A COWARD AND TAKE YOUR CURE LIKE A MAN!" Ryoga shouted, as they passed by the campfire. Ryoga twisted into an outside crescent kick that would have caught Ranma-chan in the jaw by the toe. Since it was coming up from a down angle, Ranma was forced to guard against the kick, just as Ryoga wanted.
The pigtailed young woman's forearm met with hot kettle with explosive results, splashing her totally.
"AH! HOT!"
Ryoga jumped back, with his eyes wide; Ranma didn't change back...
"Oh... crap," Ryoga breathed, stepping back slowly from the wet and still female Ranma.
"So... that's how it's gonna be, huh?" Ranma-chan said in a low voice, keeping her eyes hidden behind her bangs.
Ryoga's eyes flew open, as he was forced to involentarily exhale from the fist that slammed into his gut. In a feat of strength that impressed even Ryoga, she lifted him up on her fist, and slammed him into the ground, rupturing the ground with his body and forming a crater under him. Ryoga barely noticed Ranma's aura glowing thinly around her in a red.
"Ya coulda had it good with me, and you went and blew it," Ranma-chan spoke, her voice as solomn as her espression. She raised herself to standing, and then grinned cheerfully, "Now, I must go meet my princess in shining armor!"
"Wha.. n-no," Ryoga gasped, before fading to unconciousness.
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"Hmm?" Herb turned to the massive flare of chi off to the north, "That power..." Without a second thought, she left the confused Lime and Mint, and took to the air, directly towards where she felt the powerful aura.
"Hmm, that was rather spontanious of her, wouldn't you say, my dear brethern?"
"Herb's fathers jiggle when he flies," the tiger-boy replied in a purring voice; his eyes were glassed over and still staring off into the distance.
Mint gave a soft sigh, "I must say, really. We shall have to rectify this absurd infatuation with breasts. By George! I have had an epipheny! Mayhaps you would not be preoccupied with a visually stimulating, yet ultimately limited part of the feminine anatomy if you had experienced the few other delectable offerings our counterparts of the opposing sex offer." Mint patted Lime on the back, "Let us make haste, my dear brother in tribe. We shall make a man of you, yet. Herb left her purse within our temporary domicile, I believe?"
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Mousse thought about his situation. The 'cure' for Ranma didn't work, and in fact, had changed him into a girl. He concluded that the ladle may only work for cursed forms...
His eyes grew VERY wide at that, he could have been stuck with his... monster for the rest of his life!!! Mousse grabbed his groin, which was still aching from Ranma-chan's tender mercies, and the phantom pain he always felt from the strain and fustration that came with his cursed form.
He also realized another problem, Ranma was probably stuck in his girl form. Suddenly, half-way around the world didn't seem like it would even be far enough.
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Herb landed, and looked at the unconcious boy laying in the pit in the forest floor. She could still feel the trace lingering of someone's ki in the air. There was something unusual about it, it had the edge of something in it, something that made her feel incredibly flush, and the boy laying unconcious rather delicious look...
The prince turned princess quickly averted her eyes, and decided that it would probably be best to return back to the inn so that she may ponder this ordeal... in private... in the shower... with the detachable shower head.
In earnest to curb the unsettling fustrated sensation she was feeling, Herb took off into the air, as fast as she could.
In the distance, Ranma-chan smiled, watching the pink comet streak overhead. She knew she would not be able to beat Herb back to her room, but from the speed the princess was taking off at, she'll be good and readying herself by the time Ranma got there.
At an uncanny speed, the redhead herself followed the blazing trail of tonight's midnight partner.
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"Yes, well, you see, my associate here is in dire straights," Mint stated with a slight exasperated tone of urgency. The inn-keeper looked closely at the dumbly staring boy that seemed a great unsettling deal like a large tiger.
"Hmm, he seems alright to me..."
"Oh, well the ailment he suffers from isn't visible, thankfully enough..." The wolf-boy leaned towards the Innkeeper, and motioned him to lean closer.
"You're not gonna shout in my ear, are ya?" the man gave Mint a half-lidded stare.
"Oh, I must say I'm insulted by your implication that I would be so childish as to tempt such an asinine jest. Please, I would like to remain serious on this matter..." Nodding, the inn-keeper leaned his ear in, "You see, my friend has had a lifelong case of virginity..."
The Inn-keeper blinked, and looked at the other boy, who was growling slightly, while trying to swat a fly with his hands, "Actually, it is pretty visible."
"You may have more knowledge in this subject, so I give a nod towards your diagnosis," Mint replied with a touch of humor, "But, what I was requesting, is if you might provide assistance to rectify this... tragic dilemma?"
The Inn-keeper looked at the other boy again, "Big and dumb aren't my type."
"Oh? Ah, a jest! Good one, dear sir! No, I'm enquiring if you may know of some any locales that may... cater to my associate's needs?"
"Brothels are illegal in Japan, kid."
"Oh, I'm well aware of that. Perhaps you may know of a promising alternative?" Mint held up the small pouch, that clinked within of metal. The Inn-keeper rolled his eyes, assuming that it held the small change the brat's mommy and daddy gave him, though he admitted that he knew some pretty big words for his age.
"Sorry, no can do..."
Mint pulled out two gold coins, "Ah, then my apologies, accept this as restitution for your time, then."
The Inn-keeper's eyes went wide, as he looked over the gold coins, "Hey, kid, maybe I got a little something hidden in a secret hot spring in the back you and your friend may want to take a look at..."
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Ryoga finally woke up, and took a moment to recall his surroundings and the ordeal he was in. Ranma was permenantly a girl, and it was all his fault!
"Oh, Ranma! I swear to you I'll find a cure!" Ryoga pledged, clenching his right hand into a fist by his chest, "I vow on my honor as a martial artist, I will not fail you again!"
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"Impressive!" Mint exclaimed, looking around at the secret pink salon with it's own set of springs that were hidden in an underground facility. It was rather large, the size of a gym, and apparently only catered to very prominant and exclusive customers.
"Yes, I guess it is," the Inn-keeper stated with some pride, "Step right this way, gentlemen, and I'll provide you with something to help your big friend with his... little problem."
"Oh, this just may do well!" Mint nodded in approval, as they came to a curtain.
"For your selection..." The Inn-keeper drew the curtains, displaying ten comely women, nearly baring all.
"Oh... my," Mint was doubly impressed, and reached into the purse to provide for his own servicing. Lime's senses went into overload from the sight of all those fathers.
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Herb sighed, as she dried her hair off while walking out of the bathroom. The shower... experience she read from that peculiar magazine always left her feeling both exhillarated and exhausted at the same time. Without a care or thought to where her two associates may be, Herb collapsed herself onto the bed, almost asleep, before she found the covers being pulled over her without her doing.
"Hard day at work, honey?" a lulling voice whispered into her ear. Herb froze, shocked that someone had managed to sneak up on her.
"Who are..." Before the princess could even get out the third world, she gasped, as her world suddenly collapsed into a sea of building pleasure...
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Mousse crept along, hoping and praying he wasn't caught by the demon that would utilize him until the cold comfort of death settled over his withering frame. He praised the stars that no one was around the encampment, and presumed Ranma had wandered back to the inn, while Ryoga just plain wandered off. The myopic boy bent down to pick up his backpack from the encampment.
"Here... let me help you with that..."
Mousse cursed to himself, "Ah, h-hey, Ryoga..."
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The third woman that had been sent in, ran out screaming, covering her chest in fright.
"Um, this may be a bit of a bother, but perhaps you have one that may be a slight stronger and less fragile than the previous?" Mint asked, becoming quickly discouraged.
"Hmm, I may have just the thing... er... girl..." the Inn-keeper replied, "HELGA!"
An Asian... woman, for lack of a proper defining term, stepped out from behind an iron door, using a rag to wipe blood from her hands.
"This is our resident chef. She provides this establishment with the tasty slop that'll get you're wang up and ready," the Inn-keeper stated.
Mint turned back to him with a raised eyebrow, "That's a woman?"
"HELGA SEE ACTION, DA?" Helga grinned ferally, while flexing her muscles that nearly sent her cooking outfit to shreds.
"And she speaks Russian..." Mint said, distastefully, "Oh well, any port in the storm, I guess. Yes Helga, you get to see 'action' today... sorry, dear Lime."
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"ARE YOU INSANE?!?" Mousse all but shouted at Ryoga, "If you had a brain behind that bandanna of yours, you'd consider the fact that Ranma is now GONE! All that's left is that never-tiring, oversexed, feindish SHE-BEAST! There IS no hope for Ranma's return!"
"No! We HAVE to help him! Poor Ranma! trapped within that horrible, horrible creature! DON'T WORRY, RANMA! WE'LL RESCUE YOU!!!" Ryoga shouted to the heavens, causing Mousse to pale completely.
"Shut UP, you moron! You want her to come back for us!" Mousse grabbed Ryoga by the shoulders, "Listen, I have a home I bought in Argentina when I was there doing a shoot. Come with me, and she'll never find us!"
Ryoga considered the idea. Ranma probably was a lost cause, now, and after seeing Mousse in his cursed form, the idea did sound appealing...
"NO!" Ryoga shouted, adimantly, shaking the idea from his head, "I will not fail Ranma a second time!!!" Ryoga's eyes narrowed, as he glared at Mousse, "So, you gonna help me willingly, or do I have to force you?"
Mousse's answer came in the form of a chain being launched to wrap around Ryoga. The bandanna clad boy reacted quickly, grabbing the chain, pulling Mousse towards him, and then quickly wrapping him up.
"Now... either you give your vow of assistance, or I use you as bait for Ranma-s curse, you got that?" Mousse nodded quickly, his eyes showing the amount of fear the idea put into him.
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"Mint, Lime is confused..."
Mint turned his depressed expression towards his partner, "Yes, what is it, now?"
"Men have fathers, too?"
"FOR THE LAST TIME, EVERYONE HAS *A* FATHER!!! WOMEN HAVE 'BREASTS'!!!" Mint shouted, before regaining his temper. "Look, we will endeavor to improve your education on the fairer sex at a later date. In the meantime, I..."
"HOW DARE YOU HANDLE ME IN... oh, ooohhhh!!! I DEMAND YOU CEASE THIS DEBAucheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, ah, ah-hah! NO! I SHALL... mmm, do that again... I SHALL SEAR YOUR BONES TO ASSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH Founding dragon, preserve meeeee! THIS IS MY LAST WARNINGdon'tlistentomekeepgoing..."
Mint blinked, and then turned to Lime, "Perhaps it would be most prudent if we were to retire to another room for this eve. Come now, I believe they have some channels on the device called television that may hold promising amounts of breas... of fathers to keep you entertained for the remainder of the night, and allow me to get some much needed rest."
"Fathers?" Lime growled, already near his max at the amount of 'fatherly attention' he could be given, not that Mint cared at the moment.
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Mousse lead Ryoga back to the inn, regretting the idea of attacking Ryoga instead of breaking the nightshade capsule that was hidden in one of his molars.
"Don't worry Ranma, just hang on," Ryoga stated for the umpteenth time, looking in entirely the wrong wing of the inn for the redhead.
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Herb wheezed, staring unfocused at the ceiling, unable to do much more. Ranma-chan grinned at the sight; she had a new playmate that was capable of statisfying her for some time, at least.
"Herb-chan, you are *so* mine now!"