Ranma growled as he set the automail in its place. He flexed his fingers and checked its movement, "Good as new, I was afraid I threw out the shoulder with the last chestnut fist. I've seen newer pieces buckle under less,"

Winry smiled with pride, "That is because I make the best. Everyone else makes cheap copies. I sold the concept to a medical company and I live off that and what I make from building Automail. What is this Chestnut fist?"

Ranma laughed, "I'll show you when I can stand. I'll demonstrate my whole repertoire of special moves, even the new one I'm working on."

Kasumi hovered over Winry as she made adjustments and alterations, "Curiosity killed the Ca… furry thing Kasumi,"

Winry laughed, "I don't mind, I need a new apprentice actually. Ed is great, but he is good for light repairs and nothing else,"

Ed glared and Kasumi laughed. Ranma froze in his seat. He turned towards Kasumi with a dropped jaw, "I've never heard you laugh."

"Well, I guess it's because I really don't have much to laugh about at home. I like it here,"

Winry looked at Kasumi, "I hope you do, as my student, you will stay here and learn,"

Ranma hopped onto his one foot. Having minor practice with a missing limb comes in handy. He balanced well on one foot. "Kasumi, your father won't like this. You told me he hates Automail. Do you think he will sit well with this?"

Kasumi frowned, "Oh no. he's right. Father will outright forbid it."

Winry developed a nervous twitch, "What does he hate about it?"

Kasumi looked away, "He hates people who use automail. Calls it a crutch. He is a traditionalist. Calls people who use it too weak to do the only honorable thing left to do,"

Ed developed the same twitch as Ranma was lost in the inferno that was his energy. "TOO WEAK!" they chimed at the same time.

If it wasn't a comment about his height, it was being called weak. He had fought the sins with everything he had. It wasn't something to be mocked. Ranma on the other hand had put up with so much in the past. And that was the last straw. "He abandons his children to their on devices after he falls apart and dares to call me weak! He placates and cowers before Happosai and calls me honorless?" Ranma said as is aura bled into the room even farther.

Kasumi put a hand on his shoulder. Had he been focusing he would have adjusted instead of tilting to one side. Ranma snapped out of his mood as he fell onto someone. His training took over and in the end. Kasumi was the one cradled in Ranma's arms. Ed was about to comment but Winry pulled out a familiar wrench. Ed backed away. It had been years since he saw the dreaded wrench. "Kasumi your ok now. I broke your fall."

The elder Tendo practically leapt up from her prone position with a healthy blush. Ranma pulled him self into a sitting position. Ranma saw her blush and hung his head. He did not need more complications in his life. He began to mumble about too much chaos in his life and how the world is never unfair in his favor. "Is the leg done?"

Winry handed it to him and with a grunt he put it on. He stood up and stretched. He turned towards Ed, "Let's head out and exercise. I want to make good on my promise to demonstrate,"

Ed shuddered and looked nervous. He didn't want to be a training dummy. "How about I make a target with alchemy instead of you cracking my head in six places."

Ranma smirked, "But I need a live body for one. A target that can generate ki. Not some wood and straw dummy."

Kasumi began to giggle, "He is joking with you Ed. Don't take him too seriously."

Ranma laughed as he walked outside. After giving himself some room to work with he cupped his hand and pulled his ki outward. After a brief moment a baseball sized ball of light formed in his hand. "This is ki, spirit power, or chi. Its all about what you buy into. Normally I use my confidence to pull it out but, today I decided to try it without the ego. I can use this to bolster my on abilities, heal, or attack with it. Note the bolder to my left,"

Everyone watched as Ranma tossed the ball at the stone and then explode on contact. Ed tried to understand it, but failed with no reference material. Winry chose to look dumbfounded and Kasumi looked bored. Ranma turned back to them and continued. "The Kachuu Tenshin Amaguriken or Chestnut fist is all speed. Ed target please,"

Ed nodded and clapped his hands together and the ground rose up and took the form of Genma. Ranma hauled back his fist then pulverized the clay replica of his father six hundred punches later. Ed was getting frustrated, his analytical mind was failing him. Ranma motioned Ed to raise the target again. Instead of a regular punc he chose a haymaker that launched him upward with a whirlwind. "This one was off the top of my head. I normally just make the whirlwind, I decided to have some air time and deal out some damage in mid air."

Kasumi smiled, "what are you going to call it?"

Ranma shrugged, "I figure that out later. I want to learn more about this Alchemy Ed uses,"

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