Chapter 3 A New Guest- Let the Madness Begin
Ohhhh… my head. Ow… okay, that settles it. No more late nights for me. Okay, easy now. Take it one step at a time. That's it… Good.
I slowly got up, considering this grueling headache I have. Ow, wish I have some Advil or something. When my eyes finally adjusted to the darkness, I slowly took a look of my surrounding. Large piles of trash-bags. Dirty old cardboard boxes. Littered of old newspapers and things I don't want to know. Looks like I'm in an old alleyway. Great, how did I end up here? Wasn't I heading to the Tendos'?
"Oh, that's right." I said distastefully. "Darn that Dirty Old Leach. When I get my hands on him, I'm gonna beat the stuffing out of that dirty son of a—"
-Sniff-Sniff-
"Oh… God! What died in here? Oh… I think I'm gonna hurl!"
CLANK-EET!
I dive myself into the stack of boxes. That, if I may say so, scared me. Slowly, but cautiously, I peeked out of the carton boxes. Nothing happened. I carefully climb out of my hiding place and look around once more. I listen for anything. I waited … Nothing… everything remained the same.
"Hah ha, man, I'm starting to get a little jumpy." I said with a relieved sigh. "There's nothing here but a big pile of…"
Then I saw it. What caught my attention is lying right next to a trash bin.
I know I shouldn't. I know I should just leave it alone, get out of here, and hop my way to the Tendos. But you know what, I didn't. I couldn't help myself…
I was too curious…
Thump-Thump… Thump-Thump…
For each steps, I can feel the beating of my heart. For each step, I can feel myself getting nervous… or is it excitement?
It doesn't seem to matter now that the shiny object is already standing before me…
Thump-Thump… Thump-Thump…
I grip what felt like a handle and pull. Wow, this is a nice sword…
… A nice bloody sword…
"….."
"….."
"….."
"….."
"AAHHHH!" I dropped the tainted blade and attached myself to the nearest wall. My heart was racing. I could have never imagined finding something like this here. What's worst, there were more littered all over the place.
What the hell happened? Was there a fight? My head was spinning with all these unanswered questions until my eyes caught sight of a prune like form sticking out of the trash heap.
Fear profound me. Normally, I would have run. Run far away and hope what I saw was nothing more but a dream. Who in their right mind would want to stay here?
Unfortunately… normal circumstance doesn't seem to affect me. As if an unseen force is guiding me just to walk forward to that prune form. Did I finally lose it? That the madness finally got to me.
Within a foot away, I could see the form more clearly. If I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Happosai… all battered up. His clothes were all torn in many places and…Ah Hell! He's bleeding! This is too much. What's going on? How did I get here? And—
"Arghhhh!" And why am I in so much pain? I clutch my head and fell forward to my knees.
"What the blooming Hells is GOING ON?"
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Flashback….some time before…
SLING!-KLANK!-WHACK!- KLANK!- KLANK!- WHACK!-
Sparks went flying… Blows are struck… A battle had just begun.
THUMP!-POW!-KLANK-WHACK!-SLING-POW!-WHACK!-
Two forms collide on the very rooftop. One is a tall over coated man wielding a pair of bayonets. From his attire, one would have mistaken him for a priest if it were not for his sadistic cackle and grin. He viciously swung his blades like a mad man, cleaving everything in his path.
SLING-SLING!
Dodging on the receiving end is an old yet small gnome like creature. Regardless of its appearance, this creature is known by many names: Master, Demon, Thief, Dirty Old Man, Pervert and so on.
But in reality, this creature actually goes by the name of—
"HOPPOSAIIIIII!"
SHASH! SLING!-SLING!
A blur flew away from the double slash and perch itself on the edge of the roof. Happosai, Grandmaster and Founder of the Anything Goes Martial Arts, felt a sudden shifting of his post. He quickly jumped off and perched himself to the next building. A good thing he did when the section of his support has been cleaved off.
Continuing on the assault, the Priest dipped his hands into his coat and hurled mass number of knives at the little man. Happosai, for his part, reacted quickly by jumping to the side but one blade managed to graze him, causing him to tumble off the roof.
"Kami…," Happosai painfully cursed under his breath. The fall caused him to land in a very uncomfortable position, dislocating his shoulder in the process. Happosai took hold of his left shoulder and quickly popped it back into his socket. The pain lasted within seconds but that short period didn't help him prepare for the pain coming afterward.
"REEAAYAHHHHHHHHH!" POW!
Happosai later found himself embedded on the building surface. He soon fell off his man shaped hole and warily collapse to his knees. Covered in bruise and blood wounds, Happosai try to move his aching body but came to no avail.
A lone assailant slowly paced himself toward the battered Old Pervert. Step by step, inch by inch. The Priest stops to absorb the image and barks a sheering cackle, mocking the old man before him.
"Hah ha ha hah ha! That's it? Is that how much ye heathen's dog can muster? How pathetic…"
Happosai manage to rise with one knee and glare at the menace. This sickened him. For all his life as the master of his own school, he never imagined he'll face a psychos like this. Well… maybe that Kuno girl but that's a different story.
And those bayonets of his…Does he ever run out? But that's the less of his problem, taking him down seems impossible. No matter how many times he used lethal forces that can kill a man or pressure points that could subdue anyone to the joints down; the man always seems to get back up as if they were nothing. It's like his attack didn't even faze him. Sure, he came across demons and monsters like that from his years but NO ONE like him. This one is NO ordinary man.
"What the hell are you? It's obvious that you're strong but this is getting ridicules! When I dislocate parts of your bones, even go as far to breaking them, you somehow were able to reassemble them too quickly. Even when I struck nerve points that could have paralyzed you to the waist down, you just brush it off as if they were nothing. That's just inhuman!"
The said psycho flash Happosai another grin and cackles softly.
"We are tha representative 'o God, Earthly instrument 'o divine punishment. Our mission is to eradicate all heretics what oppose our Lord down to the last bit." The Priest said as he pulls out new pair of bayonets. "I'm gonna enjoy shredding ya, that I will."
Happosai continues to glare at the sadistic mad man. As battered as he is, there's no way he's gonna lay here and die without a fight! He needs time to regain his strength and stalling this psycho is his best option.
"If what you say is true than what are you're intentions here?"
"Ha-ha-ha, that is of no concern." The Priest then bares his grinning teeth. "All yee need to know is that I seek the one baring the name 'Wild Horse.'"
"Ranma, what do you want with the boy?"
"Oh, so ye know of him? Tell me, where Ai can find the little lame?"
Happosai glared. "Like I'm gonna tell a maniac like you."
"A pity…If that what ye wish." The Priest aligned his blades in front of him, aligning them to form a cross. "Then ye existence is at the end, 'For the LORD knows the way of the righteous, but the way of the ungodly shall perish.'"
Happosai gaze was icy as he stared up at the Priest. This lasted for a minute until he burst out in a fit of laughter.
"Why ye be laughing?"
"Oh give me a brake!" snapped Happosai. "Only idiots believe all those God nonsense."
"What was that?" the Priest said with a snarl.
'Hehe, got ya now idiot.' Happosai thought. "Look here runt. I don't know why you're looking for the boy but you better get in line cause I'm not thru with him yet! I have many plans for him and that's includes getting him into these little babies." He pulls out a pair of flowery brassieres and egged the Priest on by waving one to him. "If you be a good boy, maybe I'll let ya on the action."
TWACK! That earned him a blade a few inches from the lecher's head.
"Ye dare speak ill to an agent of the Lord as a Protestant Devil?" The Priest growled pulling out a new bayonet in hand. "A disgusting worm like ye shall suffer! For such insult, I shall send ye filthy corpse to Hell!"
"Well, if I'm going to Hell…" Happosai has his hand reach down inside his gi, "then I should give you something to remember me bye!"
He jumps high up into the air. Happosai pulls out a bundle of firecrackers and unleashes them upon the Priest.
"Take this! HAPPO DAIKARIN!"
BWOOOOM! CRACKLE!SNAP! BWOOOOOOOOOM!
The explosion has taking off the entire section of the street, leaving nothing but large debris of dust cloud in the making.
Hopposai, while on a nearby rooftop, search for any sign of his likely foe. The Priest was no-where in sight.
"HA! That should do it. That'll teach you for picking on an old man! No-body messes with Grandmaster Happosai and gets away with it!" After a glutting victory, he grabbed hold his right side, deciding this is a good time to take his leave.
"Ow…that runt can really do a number on ya."
Ping!
Happosai's instantly stopped. He turned back around and stared back down at the wreckage. Something is off. He couldn't understand it but something tells him this isn't over…
And he saw something coming straight at him.
"What the..?"
KLANG! TONG, TONG ,TONG!
"Where d'ye think yer goin'?" A form said, scorched and sizzled from the wreckage. It sprung itself into the air and appeared before the little old man.
Happosai was gasping heavily. The rain of bayonets took him by surprise, earning him new flesh wounds and tear what's left of his torn gi. But what shocked him the most was seeing the Priest standing before him. But how…HOW? No one could withstand his ultimate attack. NOT EVEN TARO'S MONSTROUS FORM!
"What are you? How can you survive? There's no way!"
"Ashes tae Ashes, Dust tae Dust. Ashes ar' what ye are, so ashes ye'll return."
Happosai limply attempt one final escape but his path was blocked. The last thing he saw was a sadistic smile.
"AMEN!"
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The pain stopped. I slowly got up and stare down at my shaken hands.
'W-what the hell was that? Did I just…? No, I couldn't have...But those images. How can I explain that? Ooooh, my head…'
My mind is really in a jumble. I don't remember doing any of those things. But how can I deny it when the PROOF IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME?
But if I did this, than how did I….Oh God damned that sick bloody son-of-a-b-h. I should've known this is his doing. Count on him to jam a psychopath in my head.
I stepped out of the alley to get more breathing room. Today just isn't my day. This couldn't get any weirder than this. ….Since when did start wearing a silver cross?
"I'm not even gonna bother. Right now, I need to go and find Ranma and get this bloody thing over-with. Man, hate this. Not to mention how much a pain it'll be if I meet those two idiot so-called fathers."
I stop when that came to mind. Now that I think about it, I still haven't figured out a plan yet. Argh! If only I have an alibi to…I looked back into the alley.
"You know, maybe I can work with this."
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The Tendo Dojo…6:23PM
Humming to herself, Kasumi selected a nicely sized potatoes and carrots. She set them beside the diced radishes, onions, and a fair cut of pot roast beef on the kitchen counter. Here, she walked over to the stove to turn on the gas, putting the water to a boil. She was about to begin tonight's preparation when she heard someone knocking at the front door.
Toonk! Toonk! Toonk!
"Now who could that be?" Cleaning her hands, Kasumi stepped out to answer the door.
"Yes, may I…Oh my."
"Yes, I seem to have stumbled upon this little guy and I was wondering if you could tell me where I can drop him off."
Kasumi looked at the young man. He looks like he is around Ranma's age and holding up what looks like a small…thing. It was hard to tell at first since the thing is all battered and shows visible signs of cuts and traces of blood. Though from the size and the color of its shattered pieces of clothing, it almost looked like—
"Oh my," Kasumi placed a hand over her mouth. "What happened to Grandfather Happosai? Is he okay?"
"Oh he'll be fine," insisted the young man. "His wounds aren't that serious. All he needs now is a good rest and he'll be back on his feet in no time."
Kasumi sighed in relief. She didn't like how Grandfather always comes home so late at night. He has grown quite old, and he should have taken better care of himself. "Thank you for taking good care of Grandfather."
"Yeah, he really should be more careful. It's so dangerous for a person to walk home at night." the young man spoke in a drawl tone-of-voice.
"Thank you for bringing Grandfather home. Would you like to come in? I was just about to prepare dinner."
"Thank you kindly Miss eeh..."
"Oh how silly of me, I haven't introduce myself. My name is Tendo, Kasumi, it's a pleasure to meet you." She then politely bows to the new guest.
The young man returns the gesture. "The name's Doachung. Lee, Dongchung."
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The Lab-At the same time …
"Hmmm…Won't this be proven interesting?"
In front of the big screen monitor, Vinson watched the played out scene while eating a bag of popcorn. Finishing off the little snack, he watched the young man entering the Tendo home while carrying the battered Master.
"I hope he remembered to bring the Documents I gave him. I sure don't want to meet that Nodaka woman again." He shivers from the unpleasant memory of that woman. He had never met anyone so obsessed in many level of manliness in his entire life.
Beeb!... Beeb!
"Hmm…who could that be?" An orb with a small portable screen floats down to him. He pressed the small button and a young red-headed girl appeared on the video screen.
"Hello Vinnie-chan!"
Vinson gave an annoyed groan; he wasn't expecting HER to call. "What do you want Washu? Can't you see I'm busy?"
"Ohhhh, you're so mean! Don't you want to talk to your little old pan-pal anymore? It's not like I'm calling for anything intention in mind. And please, call me Washu-chan!" She said so while pocking both sides of her cheeks.
"Well 'Washu-chan'' From my personal experience, I would say… YES!"
"Ohhh, you're no fun." Washu said with a cute pout. She then dropped the childish act and looked at Vinson in a more serious tone. "Well, I guess we can skip the whole friendly chit chat and go straight to the point. At around 5:15 P.M., I've detected a small phenomenon happening in a small district in Nerima. It wasn't too long ago that two large forms of energy appeared, reaching beyond normal activities. I was wondering if you have anything to say, seeing that this is more likely your type of work."
Vinson chuckles uneasily as sweet-drops started to roll down from his face. "Ha ha…W-w-whatever give you that Idea?"
Another screen pops out on the monitor and it shows a young man transforming into what looked liked a Priest and another where the said Priest is battling what looked like an imp.
"I don't know, maybe because of this."
Vinson winced and scratched his head nervously. "Ha ha…Well you can't blame a guy for trying."
Washu glared at him. "So, tell me Vinnie, who is it this time?"
"Oh come on Washu-chan, it's nothing. Just a minor experiment I've been working on for a while now." Vinson said, trying to sound as innocent as he possibly can. "It's not like I'm using the boy to wreck havoc and annoy a certain person who so happened to live in the area, right?"
"….Do you want another session in Chamber 0014123?"
"It's Ranma! Ranma Saotome!" Vinson panicky cried out. "I was thinking the boy's life would be more interesting if he has someone there to help him! Since I'm not permitted to personally interfere, I've decided to have someone that has no connections to this world do it instead! I even implanted his brain with artificial minds of people from different timelines and dimensions, as a loophole, without harming the Time Stream! Please don't put me back into that infernal cage! I beg you!"
Washu sighs and leans back on her cushion to stop the headache from forming. She should have seen this coming. "You never change do you?"
"Ha ha ha and proud of it!"
"I don't see how abducting someone against his will and putting him through episodes of altered mind and body something to be proud of," Washu deadpanned at the grinning idiot. "You're lucky the guy's mind didn't fry from all the implants and shock treatments you gave him."
Vinson gave off a hearty laugh. "There's nothing to worry about! You know I would never do anything that would threaten the life of my subjects." His expression then changed with a gleam in his eyes. "… say, Washu-chan, can you do something for me?"
"Don't tell me you need another trans-dimensional scope because you peeped on the girls bathhouses again? My invention is not for your personal pleasure."
"I have you know that I was doing a very important research!"
"Yeah, like I haven't heard that one before," Washu said with a leer.
"But that's not the case here." If possible, his grin has gone even wider. "I was wondering if you can… drop by in Nerima and look after my new friend for me."
Washu look at him suspiciously but go along with it anyway. "Why would you want me to look after your little guinea-pig?"
"I'm not saying he's incapable of living in Nerima," Vinson began. "Of course I'll be generous enough to provide a place and some cash for him but I'm not sure he can do this on his own. I'm worry that he'll never survive another day before his development is complete. As you can see, that little stunt you saw was a minor set back. I had never imagined that the transformation would have a great affect on him."
"Couldn't you have created a device to contain those so-called memories and DNA samples so the users wouldn't have to suffer the side effects of the transformation?"
"It never accrued to me for ways for him to control the change." Vinson said as he shrugged. "But that doesn't matter; right now he needs someone to supervise him. What better person for the job than the most GREAT, POWERFUL and GENIUS scientist of all, don't you think?"
Washu Hmmm for a moment. Vinson lives for the craziness, she knows this. This is nothing but one of his silly games. He always looks for something to liven up his amusement.
"You know you'll have to do something for me in the future right?"
"I'm aware of the conditions."
She sighed once more. She knows she'll regret this, but she couldn't turn down a gift from the horse's mouth. If he wants her service, he just has to pay the price.
"…Well if you put it that way. Sure, I have plenty of time to spare."
"Really? You'll do it?"
"He's completely unstable. Obviously you haven't provided him with any means to help him control his new abilities and it would be impossible for him if he tries to do it on his own. But don't worry; The GREAT and POWERFUL Washu is on the job!"
Two mini dolls appeared in front of the screen monitor; both looked exactly like Washu as they began to dance and cheer at the same time.
"Washu you are the Greatest!"
"Yes Washu, you are the best!"
"GO! GO! GO WASHU! YOU ARE NUMBER ONE! GO! GO! GO WASHU! YEAH!"
Vinson felt very uneasy but smiled no less. "…I'm… glad you are willing to help Washu-chan."
"Oh, don't say I'm doing this only to help you Vinnie-chan. In fact, this is a perfect opportunity to get a sample from my newly discover guinea-pig, hehehe." A shiver was felt as she giggled evilly.
"ehh…You Don't mean my subject right?" Vinson asked nervously.
"Heck no," A picture showing a certain pigtailed martial artist came on. "I mean him!" Then a female version came up. "Or her, depending on the form he's in."
"What? But Washu, he's-"
"Do you want my help or not?"
"Um.. well.."
"He is more built than your everyday bodybuilders and very athletic to boot. He has the ability to produce and store a quantum amount of energy inside his body and can manipulate them into his own hands. What really caught my attention is that he's a 100 percent human! What a discovery!"
"So does every upbringing martial artist in Nerima." Vinson stated.
"Yes but unlike many, he has potentials to advance even more than any of them. Readings shows that out of the two other larger energies in the Ward, there's a third one growing ever so slightly. If I can get a hold of him, than there's no telling what possibility would happen."
"Are you sure you're not doing this just so you can get him into your lab?"
"Hmm…I wonder if his name truly suits him," Washu said taking on a dreamy expression.
Vinson developed a sweat drop when a small trail of drool started to form on the side of Washu's lower lip.
"Ummm…Washu-chan…. are you even listening?"
"Oh yes, I wonder." The connection was cut off, leaving only a blank screen.
"Eh…O-okay. Good luck and …thank you for your cooperation." Vinson direct the orb to leave him as he went back to watch the event occurring at the Tendo home. 'Oh well, I guess he'll have to deal with this on his own. Poor Ranma, let Science have mercy on you.'
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Back at the Tendo Resident…
"I don't believe it."
"Whoa, didn't see that coming."
If they haven't seen it for themselves, they wouldn't have believed it. As everyone was going on their days, Kasumi entered the living room with a new visitor in toe. If that wasn't enough, they were surprised to see the young man carrying what appeared to be Happosai, all bloody and bruised. He placed the old pervert down on a mat which Kasumi kindly lay out for him. Kasumi left the room to get the first-aid kit, leaving the new guest with the rest of the family.
The said young man looked nervous; being the center of attention can do that.
"My name is Lee, Dongchung… and… I'm sorry. Maybe this isn't the best time. I'll be on my way and-"
"No, no, please. Tell us what happened," insisted Soun, beckoned the young man to continue.
The young man's expression was gloomy. He didn't like to play the bearer of bad news but this is something he has to do. He took a deep breath and spoke as calmly as he possibly could.
"I…I don't know what happed but when I was walking from an alleyway, I heard a scream. I thought someone was being mugged so I went in to help. But when I got there, I found him like this lying out in a pile of trash heap surrounded by these large swords everywhere. He suffered some severe wounds and lost a lot of blood." He bows his head even lower. "I'm… sorry I wasn't able to help him."
Everyone was in complete silent. They took a moment to take in all the information that lasted for five minutes until one decided to personally check the body closely.
Ranma was that person. He squatted down to the shriveled old body and start poking at it.
"Ehh… what are you doing?" DongChang asked wearily.
Ignoring the new guy, Ranma stopped his poking session and hmmed in deep thought.
"Say Akane, do you think he's dead?"
BONK! "OW!"
"For goodness sake Ranma, I can't believe you! I know you and Grandpa don't get along but you shouldn't say stuff like that!"
"Well you can't blame me for asking!" Ranma protested while tending the lump on his head. "The Old Lecher survived in worst conditions and I never thought he would croak form something like this!"
"I have to agree with Saotome on this one little sis. As much as I feel sorry for Grandfather hitting the bucket, I'm not surprise this didn't happened sooner," Nabiki replied, but in her mind, she was thinking of something else. 'Maybe I can make something out of this.'
"Nabiki!"
Soun and Genma were the last two to approach their motionless Master. They carefully examine the bruises and cuts, taking on measurable accounts to absorb the sight before them.
"What do you think Tendo? Is the Master really gone?" ask Genma.
"Yes Saotome, I believe he is." Soun glanced at the Master a second time before giving a confirming nod. "You know what this means, don't you Saotome?"
"Yes Tendo, yes I do."
The two looked at their Master in his final hour as they both clapped twice and bowed their head in a short prayer. After about two minutes, the original disciples of the Grandmaster and Founder of Anything Goes School of Martial Arts did the only thing that would come in this sort of situation.
The two locked arms and started to … …. …. dance.
"Oh Happy Day, we're finally free of that monster!" declared Soun as he and Genma twirled around and kicking knees high into the air.
"I never thought we'd be this lucky!" cheered Genma along with his partner. "If we've been there to see it, we'd die happy!"
"Alls well ends well I always say!"
Dongchung's left eye began to twitch. He was disturbed by the two's antics and somehow disgusted by it. Geez, he knows how much a pest the little Freak can be but this is too much. And the guy isn't dead for Christ Sake! Can't say I blame them for wanting this little flea dead. And here he is, using the bloody prune to gain access to the Tendo home. This day couldn't get any weirder.
He finally chose that moment to stop the two idiots' shenanigans when they started dancing the salsa and the tango.
"Excuse me. I'm sorry to say this but you got it all wrong. He's -" his speech was cut short when Soun was in front of him with teary eyes.
"Son-sniff!-, you have given us something we will cherish for the rest of our life. If you were my son, I would have been so proud. –sob- Thank you!"
"But Sir I -ehe" 'Okay, being bear hugged by a guy is NOT what I have in mind!' DongChung thought.
"Don't say another word. Knowing that the Greatest Evil is dead is good enough!"
"Can't…Breath…ogth!-" The human water fountain finally let go as he made his way back to his overweighed partner. Doing so, they both began to sing and dance a merry tone.
Ding Dong! The Master is dead. Which old Master? The Dreaded Master!
Ding Dong! The Dreadful Master is deeeeeeeaaaaadddd!~
Wake up - sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Dreadful Master is deeeeeeeaaaaadddd!~
He's gone where the goblins go,
Below - below - below. Yo-ho,
Let's open up and sing~ and ring the bells out.
Ding Dong' the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know
The Dreadful Master is deeeeeeeaaaaadddd!~(1)
"HA HA HA! The Dreaded Master is finally gone!"
"Oh Saotome Sob! I never thought I would live to see this very day…"
"If only my worthless son and your daughter finally admit their love, the School will finally be joined!"
"Right as always Saotome! Right as Always!"
Dongchung struggled to pick himself up. He addressed himself to Kasumi when she re-entered the room.
"Do they always act like this?" He asked, trying not to show any signs of irritation to the kind hostess.
"Well…sometimes they overreact on the smallest things, be impulsive, ill-mannered, self-centered and blinded by their goals...But I'm sure they don't mean any harm."
Genma ran up to Dongchung and pulled out what looked like a large bottle of Saki.
"Uhh…What are you going to do with that bottle of saki?" Dongchung said while Genma shove the bottle in front of him.
"Come on boy! Drink up! Drink till your heart content!" Genma said with a grin.
"But I don't DRINK!" Dongchung protested.
"There's a first time for everything!"
"Saotome! I'm ashamed of you!" Soun intercepted his friend. "You know better than to give that to the boy."
"But Tendo."
"Saotome, I mean it."
Dongchung sighed in relief. He couldn't believe his luck. Of all the people, Soun would be the understanding one out of the two.
That train of thought was thrown out of the window when Soun suddenly pulls out an even larger and heavier bottle. "Now this is more like it! What better way to toast our new friend than this fine brand! Now drink up and be merry!"
'OH C'MON!'
"Now stop making a fuss. This is a celebration! Right Saotome?"
"As always Tendo! Now let's drink till morning!"
"Would you two get that stuff away form me?"
The two were happy. They don't know how this ended up but who cares! They can now finally live peacefully knowing that the Master would trouble them no more. It was the happiest moment of their entire life.
"Uhhh…I'm not dead yet you blundering idiots."
It's a pity that it had to end.
The moment of their joy and happiness has come to an end as fear and dread has come in its place. They couldn't believe it. The Master is dead, so why are they hearing his voice? They slowly moved their heads downward, fearing for the worst. Their new guest and the large sake fell to the ground when they saw their Master looking up at them unpleasantly.
"I-i-impossible! The Master is supposed to be dead!" quivered Ganma. "Tendo, please tell me you're not seeing this."
"I tried to tell you but you wouldn't listen!" said Doachung, glaring up at the two idiots.
"M-m-master! How g-good to see you come out unharmed," said Soun.
"Y-y-yes! We don't know what would happen to the school if anything were to happen to you!"
WHAM! CRASH!
"Teh…Idiots, can't even show proper respect for their dying Master. People these days."
Moan…
"Pipe-down you worthless bums! This is what you get for your insolence!" said Hopposai using his two pupils as his new seat-cushion.
"Forgive us Master, we didn't mean to do what we did!"
"Yes, Oh please forgive us!"
While this was going on, the four remaining residents calmly raised their cup and took a long sip. Yep, just another day at the Tendo Home.
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(1) The Wizard of OZ: The Wicked Witch is dead. I don't know why but I can imagine those two would sing something like this.