Festival Chapter 4
I DO NOT OWN RANMA ½ SAILOR MOON OR MARRIED WITH CHILDREN
MANY THANKS TO JAMES AXELRAD, WITHOUT WHOM THIS FIC WOULD MOST LIKELY NOT BE AS FUNNY
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Chaos.
From his perch on top of the school, one Mamoru Chiba could only define the scene as one of utter Chaos. There were two factions of magical girls currently fighting in an all out brawl, with hair pulling, bitch slapping, and blazing magical attacks. Standing on the edge though he was torn, which side should he help? Obviously his duty was to defend and protect the princess who happened to be his soul mate but that in its self was a cunumdrum, wrapped in a riddle and served on a questionnaire.
That's not saying he didn't know who Usagi was, no he could make out her meatball headed hair a mile away. Therefore the question of the matter was not which one was Usagi but rather which one was the true princess. Was it the blond in the form fitting white and blue leather body suite with yellow and blue trim or was it the fiery red-head in the metallic white and blue fuku showing off a rather impressive rack?
Mamoru was leaning towards the red-head.
Mamoru shook his head and muttered, "Choices." Before settling back and deciding to watch the ongoing battle before showing his hand. The fact that said battle was occurring in a giant bowl of jello had nothing to do with it…
Really..
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A series of loud splats returned Ranma's awareness to the world around her from the dark unclean place it had been just moments before. Her eyes opened wide with amazement and another feeling that she would have been unable to place if it had not been for the efforts of Nabiki the night before and Ryouga in the Furo.
Ranma was fairly certain that the other feeling was either lust or desire but was having a hard time distinguishing between the two at the moment as she watched five girls in tight revealing leather gang up on her so called harem. The fact that she, as well as her harem, were all wearing revealing fuku's only added to the mental effect watching the display was having on her.
That's when the fact that she was sitting on top of the water occurred to her. She also realized that normal water does not break into wobbly clumps. With a gasp of realization and surprise she examined the so called water below her. Yes there was no mistaking it now, she was sitting on top of a pooled filled with jello.
Bill Cosby would have a field day.
Though Ranma wasn't sure if that was because it was being wasted or that there were ten scantily clad girls rolling around in it.
Ranma instinctively ducked, from her half sitting –half sprawled position in the middle of the pool, narrowly missing having a glob of blueberry jello go splat in her face. "That was close." Ranma muttered to herself as she allowed herself to relax, the threatening mass of jello having passed by her harmlessly..
Suddenly her danger sense screamed out at her to move, rolling to her side she watched as a magical Frisbee thing whizzed past her digging a small trench in the wobbly water.
Sighing over the fact that she was not going to be allowed to enjoy the battle in a more abstract way, Ranma somewhat slowly and unsteadily rose to her feet as it was hard to stand in heels on the surface. Instantly noting that a blond girl with a ridiculous haircut wearing white and blue leather with yellow trim had fired off the attack, Ranma shifted her position into a standard anything goes stance that screamed, 'I'm ready it just doesn't look like it ' And asked, "What was that for?"
Usagi huffed, she knew that the red head was just taunting her, after all how could she not know why they were battling. She was about to inform the upstart that much when she was rudely interrupted by an obnoxious self conceded voice.
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The blue thunder of Furenken stood impassively before the mirror, after noting that his appearance was impeccable as always he made his way into the schoolyard so that others could bask in his manly presence and be awed by his might.
Of course once outside of the school he noted that there seemed to be some distraction preventing others from noting his noble personage. Making his way to the source he faltered in mid step.
Taking note of the ongoing battle he exclaimed to no one in particular, "Surely this is a sign from the gods that I am the favored, for they have sent forth ten goddesses to do battle to decide which of whom I shall date."
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Off to the side behind some rather tall shrubberies that were keeping the embarrassing tenting in their trousers hidden Hiroshi and Daisuke just rolled their eyes, both thinking, "Leave it to Kuno to ruin a perfectly good fantasy brought to life."
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Approaching the pool and stepping forth on it's surface Kuno proclaimed, "Behold, it is I. A man favored by the gods from who you were surely sent to earn my favor as well as my bed. Fight not for I have endurance gifted from the gods, such that no other mere mortal is my equal, we shall date and consummate our heavenly love and bring forth a new age to mankind. One rid of the Dark magic's of the foul Saotome."
Stepping further onto the wobbly surface he further proclaimed, "Fear not for if it proof of my ascension you seek then behold, for upon water I doth not sink but yet remain upon it like no other mere mortal can."
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Upon hearing the rambling of some one whom is obviously missing a few screws the leather clad Sailor Mercury stated to her light blue metallic clad fuku opponent, "I'd pay real money if he would shut up."
Nabiki not missing an opportunity automatically stated, "five thousand yen."
Momentarily paused by the comment from her opponent Ami briefly considered handing over the money, that is until the delusional boy opened his mouth to further pollute the atmosphere.
After briefly counting the money Nabiki shoved the bills into her cleavage and shouted out, "Ranma, do us all a favor and blast the idiot." Of course once she said that she felt a small whisper in her ear telling her that she could blast Kuno as well.
Unfortunately for one delusional kendoist, four other magical girls heard the same whisper.
A slight whimper of, "Curses" Was all that was heard as five multicolored magical attacks homed in on the hapless blue blunder, sending the upperclassman bouncing off of the school wall and into the very same bushes that Hiroshi and Daisuke where hiding behind.
From the school roof a masked man said to himself, "That looked a lot like my cousin."
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minutes earlier
Taro was exhausted and he wasn't sure why. One moment he had been attempting to detangle his self from a group of scantily clad school girls and then the oddest thing began to happen. His newfound Tentacles had begun to get sluggish and more difficult to move with the previous dexterity he was used to.
After a few minutes of that he had become frustrated because Femboy was getting away and redoubled his efforts to get away. The girls though were relentless in their assault and went at him with renewed vigor.
It was at that point that Taro did the only thing he could, he had been saving it for femboy but drastic times called for drastic measures.
With a mighty roar he used his ace in the hole, his dreaded ink attack, meant to blind and distract his enemy so he could get the upper hand.
The thing is though, that this time it seemed different. His tentacles had began to pulsate filling him with odd overly pleasurable sensation while spewing forth their, 'ink'. This time though where as he had difficulties moving the tentacles before now they were almost non-respondent.
After that happened Taro was filled with an urge to either smoke a cigarette or take a nap. Deciding to compromise with himself he sat down leaning against the now closed gate, while he began to shuffle through his attackers possessions to see if they had anything of use.
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Earlier that morning
Sailor Pluto, ageless guardian of one of the most powerful relics of time was annoyed. The reason behind her annoyance was not the fact that she had lived for countless years in solitude waiting for the princess and her Senshi to be reborn, nor was it the fact that for all practical reasons her princess and said Senshi were a bunch of young girls who'd rather be out and about either chasing boys or studying for school, It wasn't even the fact that despite 'certain moments' her princess was a ditz, clumsy and unrefined. No those reasons just built up upon centuries of solitude before a time where batteries could be used as a stress reliever.
While good reasons themselves and even more potent together they were not the current cause of her annoyance. The current slap in her face was within the physical grasp of her hand, It was a small yellow square of paper with a sticky strip on the back. A post it note. It seemed that her future self was getting tired of doing cameos appearances to give her clues and now favored small notes that were even more vague than the answers she usually got.
It simply stated: Crystal Tokyo equals Nerima + Furiken + Ranma Saotome + Pregnant
Balling the offensive paper into a small ball she chucked it into the time gate and watched as the ancient device incinerate the foreign matter.
There were times where she hated her job, but no matter what she had to do she hated math even more.
Pulling out a small folding chair she sat down and began the long process of attempting to guide the gates to reveal this 'Ranma Saotome', she just hoped that if Ranma was a woman that Usagi wouldn't hold a grudge as Mamoru would be getting to sow some wild oats.
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Meanwhile Tuxedo Mask was still undecided on whom to help as he watched from the schools roof. In fact, he was so engrossed in his internal debate that he failed to notice three others appear behind him, that is until one of them spoke.
"Want some popcorn?"
"Huh? What?" The Tuxedo clad warrior asked absentmindedly as he noticed that after firing off a magical attack the red headed fuku clad goddess was forced to dodge as Usagi re-launched her tiara. Though he wished that the Tiara would stay gone as it really didn't match the wet leather look.
Sailor Uranus was currently glad that she had decided to heed the call of battle that morning, she was even further elated when she managed to find a popcorn vendor in the mass of onlookers below. Though she was slightly dismayed that there was no beer on the school campus as that almost seemed a prerequisite for watching jello wrestling.
Leaning further over the ledge to get a better look, Hakura let out a low whistle, there was a lot of skin for her to appreciate. She became so engrossed in watching the scene play out below that she was almost caught completely unaware when the back of her head was smacked sharply.
Michuru realized her mistake almost instantly after giving her lover a corrective swat to the head and if it were not for her magically increased strength and reflexes Hakura would most likely have fallen off of the roof. As it was the only thing supporting her lover was the vise like grip she had managed to get on the back of the other girls Fuku.
With a sharp jerk she managed to pull Uranus completely back onto the roof.
Hakura looked up at her lover crossly from her now sprawled backwards position as she rubbed her butt and asked, "What was that for?"
"You were ogling." Sailor Neptune stated as stoically as she could while she watched the happenings below out of the corner of her eye.
"Yeah and? Its not like I'm going to be sleeping with any one down there." Hakura stated before silently adding, "Yet anyway."
Michuru huffed slightly put off, she could read her partner like a book and did not need the other girl to say anything else as she already knew what she was thinking. Turning her attention slightly to the side she noticed Tuxedo mask, who had remained oblivious to Hakura's near brush with at the very least a twisted ankle. In fact, the only movement the man had made was to grab Hakura's popcorn preventing it from spilling over the edge. Muttering, "Pigs." She ignored her fellow voyeurs and turned her attention fully to the battle below.
Hotaru stood silently to the side blushing fiercely as she watched the chaos unfold beneath her. Unlike her two guardians and Tuxedo mask, she was uncertain as to how she felt about the battle below. On one hand she was delighted to find out that there were more magical girls, but on the other she didn't know why they were fighting. But the most confusing fact was that while she knew that her mama and papa were possibly enjoying the show, she was beginning to feel something as well, though she was unsure as to what it was.
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A few minutes later, Sailor Pluto appeared on the rooftop, having nearly exhausted herself at the time gates. The only information that she had been able to ascertain were the facts that: One, Ranma Saotome had lived a rather interesting life that had made her fairly powerful, along with a lot of her associates though it was clear that Ranma was the highest threat of them all. Two, Ranma Saotome was really a guy.
Having so little information meant that the entire situation had to be handled gently as she had no idea on what to do as her clues and information gave her little to work with. If it had turned out that Ranma was really a girl then she would have just explained it and convinced Usagi to let Mamoru chase after the girl. However since Ranma was a guy and able to change back that put a whole different spin on things as it could mean that she had to somehow get Mamoru to convince Ranma to conceive an heir or That Ranma was to be the father.
If Ranma was to be the father then that was a whole different ball game because there were a lot of girls to choose from and after watching the small snippets of the boys life, the message could have meant for more than one girl and if that was the case then the combinations were starting to get ridiculous.
With a sigh, Setsuna turned her attention to the group of four watching the battle below, so many things could go wrong and yet the only certain thing she knew was that she had to stop the fight, somehow and without alienating Ranma in doing so.
After giving off a polite cough to gain the groups attention, she waited for them to turn around.
Unsurprisingly enough it was Hotaru that turned around first, while looking a bit flushed. While Setsuna was busy pondering why Hotaru was flushed, the girl in question had managed to get the others attention to where they were all facing her, though Tuxedo Mask and Uranus kept glancing over their shoulders, while Neptune rotated between glaring at her lover and watching the battle below.
Noticing that she had their attention, well as much as she was going to get anyway. She decided that she needed to comment on the fact that three of them were ogling a guy, as she figured that would get their attention off of the fight and onto what she had to say, so she said, "First of all, the smaller redhead down there is a guy."
Mentally congratulating herself that that was going to get her their undivided attention, Sailor Pluto almost failed to notice the sharp gust of wind that marked the departure of one of their assembled group.
"Damm, if that's really a guy them I must be going strait." Hakura said, shortly before she was smacked outside her head again.
"Hey, it's not like you weren't thinking the same thing." The blond retorted while rubbing her head.
"Be that as it may, I still did not say it out loud." Michuru said as she attempted to glare holes into her other half.
Hotaru was busy thinking to herself, see for many reasons she had been prohibited from dating. most boys as her parents were extremely protective. After reasoning with herself for another moment she broke the silence on the rooftop and asked hopefully, "Is that the type of boy I can date?"
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Meanwhile outside of school grounds on the other side of the fence behind the pool a man walked. Many things would mark the man as just your average ordinary salary man, from his balding hair, dress slacks, white collared shirt, cheap tie and worn shoes but the man was anything but normal. See the man was a cursed hero as in his youth he had played High school football and led his team to victory. It was after that event that the man became cursed though.
See shortly after leading his team to victory he met a woman, girl at the time, and it all went down hill from there. Before he knew it, college ball had passed him by and he was saddled with, a wife, two kids and a dog. For the most part that might not have been so bad in itself but the fact that he was a woman's shoe salesman degraded his life further.
The man, One Al Bundy, from Chicago Il. had been on a business trip. While Many would ask why a Chicago woman's shoe salesman was doing in Nerima Japan, Al had no such thoughts as he was just glad that he was away from his family.
Though his reasons for being in Japan were unknown, the reason as to why he was walking around were. He, like so many hero's over the span of time was on a quest, and while quests are known to be for the brave and honorable to seek out glory or their destiny, Al's quest was, well frankly, not quite up to par. Al was currently sight seeing, well that is if you consider the fact that he was actually looking for big breasted Japanese woman to gawk at sight seeing.
His eye's lit up when he noticed a vending machine, having learned that the Japanese sell beer in said machines from Darcy, Al began to fish through his pockets for enough change so he could partake in the delectable nectar.
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Ranma had just plucked the magical Frisbee thing out of the air and was currently debating on what to do with it. She knew that she could play keep away for a while but the girl seemed righteously pissed at the moment and she was not really wanting to make things worse by taunting her.
This small change in heart was Nabiki's fault as she now knew more about the pleasures of the flesh than what she used to, and as the old adage goes, 'If only I knew then what I know now', well then she would have fought or taunted but now. Now she wanted to be a lover not a fighter, and women are a lot more fun when they are happy and if the woman is happy then she gets to be happy.
Thinking about happy women made Ranma sigh sadly as she temporary thought about how her former fiancées had spent so much time fighting and not enjoying each other's company. Blinking at the mental images it caused, Ranma paused and wondered, "Am I becoming a pervert?"
Taking a quick glance around the battlefield Ranma took notes as to what her eyes were looking at and after realizing that she had just managed to check out all the girls in a matter of seconds she mentally answered herself with, "Nope."
"Cause perverts go around stealing underwear or groping girls. I go around and get groped by girls and try to rescue their underwear… So that makes me the Anti pervert."
"Excuse me, uhm Miss."
Jerking out of her musings Ranma noticed that the blond was talking to her now, tilting her head slightly to the side in curiosity she asked, "Yes?"
"Can I have my Tiara back?"
"huh? You mean this thing?" Ranma asked giving the object a flip in her hands as she looked it over. "I guess so."
Usagi was surprised the evil big chested uniform stealer gave her back her tiara, such was her surprise that she almost didn't catch it when the redhead tossed it back to her. She was about to thank the girl as it seemed the right thing to do but was interrupted by the timely intervention of her destined love. Though there was something different with her eternal love, he had this odd gleam in his eyes and there was a long line of drool hanging from his mouth.
"For impersonating a woman and trying to entrap my noble heart with your heavenly looks and ample bosom you shall pay, for I am Tuxedo mask and traps like you should be punished for their passive non invasive attempts to ensnare manly and courageous Princes."
Ranma rolled her eyes and exclaimed, "Great another one! How many Kuno's can there possibly be? It's not like their smart enough to survive in the wild or something, where is FEMA when you need them?"
"What does the American Federal Emergency Management Agency have to do with anything?" Sailor Mercury asked more to herself than to anyone in particular.
"Never mind that now." Usagi huffed as she fought against the rising bile in her throat from her lovers speech and continued, "The important question is, do I sound like that?"
Four leather clad Senshi shuffled their feet slightly and looked down not wanting to answer the question.
Usagi pouted and turned her gaze to Ami, and with big doeish eyes that pleaded silently she asked again, "Do I?"
Unable to meet her leaders gaze Ami nodded and meekly replied, "A little."
Not wanting her friend to be sad though Minoko added, "That's okay though, you don't get off as sounding nearly as much of a pervert as he is."
Tuxedo Mask grimaced to himself, this scarlet woman was making him look bad in front of all the women he was going to be living with, and probably pleasuring, when the world ended. He would make shim pay for that. (Shim-she+him)
Taking his cane in hand he lunged forward and cried out, "Have at thee!"
Ranma leaned back allowing the Tuxedo clad possible relation to Kuno's attack glide harmlessly above her.
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While Ranma-chan and the Tuxedo clad man were fighting Ryouga stood on the sidelines to watch as all of the other girls had stopped attacking in favor of watching the duel unfold. But the battle at hand was the furthest thing from her mind as she mentally waged another war in her head.
With a frustrated sigh she turned to the closest girl she knew and asked, "Hey, Bambi?"
"How many times to I have to tell you my name is Bimbo." The former old goat known as Happossia exclaimed before covering up her Freudian slip with an assured look of resolve.
Resisting the urge to sweat drop, more for fear of showing off her butt than anything else Ryouga continued, "Do I Seem different to you?"
"You mean you haven't realized that you're a girl?" Bambi asked incredulously.
"No, I mean besides that… Mentally?"
Not letting her surprise be known that Ryouga knew big words Happossi said, "You mean the fact that your ki seems to read as a girls would."
"Well that and what happened in the furo this morning. I wasn't like that before."
Noticing the continued incredulous gaze still being directed at her she amended, "Well not as bad…" Still noting that the gaze had not relented she confessed, "Okay I was a total closet case and I only followed Ranma to china because I was Lonely and the only reason I liked Akane was because she seemed closest to Ranma."
"Good, now that you have been honest with yourself, the reason is probably because you had your human form removed and left with the form of an animal. Animals are more gender neutral than humans so it would only make sense that when you re-cursed yourself the spring saw only an animal and gave you what you needed to be a girl, luckily you had enough repressed angst that it didn't matter as you got what you wanted without knowing it."
Slightly shocked Ryouga asked, "Really?"
"No, how in the hell should I know?"
"So what about you? Are you noticing anything strange about yourself?" Ryouga asked.
"Nope, I'm my normal evil little self on the inside." The former bale of woman everywhere answered as she took out a piece of cloth. Holding it to her nose she inhaled and exclaimed, "Now that's the good stuff."
Ryouga-chan face faulted as she realized that Happossai just sniffed what looked to be a pair of Ranma's boxers, in the crotch.
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Ranma dodged to the side as another projectile flew past her and thought, "Definitely a Kuno, who else would throw roses at their opponents."
"Hold still, harlot so that I might smite you." Mamoru Chiba cried out as he unleashed another volley of magical roses before he once again pulled out his fancy stick and thrust forward with it.
Getting tired of someone trying to hit her with a cane like she was some pimped out ho, Ranma let her hand flash forward and yanked the item out of the pompous mans hand. and noticed immediately that the pimp'in cane transformed into a European looking broadsword.
Ranma examined the sword as she dodged Tuxedo Masks futile attempts to reclaim his weapon. She noted that it looked familiar, like something she had seen before and suddenly it hit her. With a maniacal grin she held the sword aloft and spoke out the only words she could associate with the weapon.
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Winding down from her longwinded and boring explanation Sailor Pluto finished with, "And that's why we can't fight him."
About halfway through the explanation Hotaru had zoned out and retreated into her own world, though she still made an effort to hear the rest of the explanation. She had heard the summery of Ranma's life and was impressed, but when Setsuna-mama had gotten into Ranma's ever so complicated relationships she felt she could relate. After all she could totally understand the fact that his mother lusted after him, her own parents sometimes got a little overzealous when tucking her in for the night.
Then there was the fact that Ranma was an alien prince, whose people encouraged incest, well she didn't have a problem with that either as she had more memories from the time before the fall and knew how the royal families worked back then.
Plus since she had become accustomed to the way her parents would sometimes tuck her in when they had a bit too much to drink, being able to turn into a girl wasn't so bad, in fact it was a plus as Surely he would know those special places that most boys believe to be myths.
Nodding to herself, having made up her mind, she thought, "It is up to me to sacrifice myself for the greater good. After all, the Inners are my friends and I what type of friend would I be if I could suffer in their place." Turning her attention back to the world around her Hotaru approached the ledge and waited for her time to act, because she knew the fate of the world hung on her… "
"Shoulders???"
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So caught up in her excitement over what she was about to do, Ranma didn't notice a hairless Panda in a dress sneaking up on her right. Tightly grasping the handle once her arm was fully extended above her she called out, "BY THE POWER OF GRAYSKULL"
Immediately upon say that one simple phrase Ranma began to feel the orgasmic bliss of even more magic engulfing her form stretching and reforming it into something different. Instinctively she held the sword to her right and Finished, "I HAVE THE POWER."
Un-noticed by Ranma a beam of energy left the tip of the sword and managed to engulf Genma.
It wasn't until the light show faded and Ranma heard a loud feminine roar that she allowed her attention to be swayed away from what she had just done. Looking over in the direction she had heard the noise she noticed something.
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Genma was about to pounce on Ranma and steal the magical sword for herself so that she might be able to harness its power to rid herself of being cursed to turn into a hairless female panda. However her actions proved to be too late as Ranma directed the sword into her direction and fired off a beam of lightning like energy from it that encompassed her form.
Genma could feel the magic twisting and reforming her, her legs and arms grew longer and more muscular while sliming themselves. She noticed that she could feel her fur growing back in some places and her skin softening where she remained hairless. Her gigantic belly began to shrink upon itself and narrowed. Her female animal breasts began to take a more human look as well.
To Genma those changes were bad enough as she was still very chauvinistic but the most demeaning part of the transformation was when she felt the compulsion to roar out and bend over and to her horror she felt one more addition. However, this addition was not to her body, rather it was now attacked to her body and with a forlorn sigh she realized, that yes she was wearing a saddle so that she could be ridden.
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Nodoka had turned her attention away from her daughters light show to focus on what had made that god awful noise and immediately regretted it. Covering her eyes she shouted, "GENMA, PUT SOME PANTIES ON… THAT IS SO NOT MANLY!!! NOT MANLY AT ALL!!!"
"Manly or not, I wouldn't mind taking that Amazon beast for a ride." Quipped a random male student.
Genma frowned to herself, while she was fairly sure that they were talking about her she did not know why she needed panties after all no one had ever complained before. Attempting to take a look she turned her body, only to realize that she was now much more flexible on four legs and could now actually look at her own butt. Feeling a slight breeze run across her now semi-panda neither regions she noticed what the problem was, she was still wearing the house dress and her tail had grown longer causing the dress to get caught up on it.
Reaching out with her teeth she attempted to drag the dress down further as she knew from Ranma that the school was full of perverts and did not want to deal with them.
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"SUCCESS!" Cried Al Bundy as he finally managed to dig out the right amount of change for the vending machine and insert it into the machine.
Eagerly pushing his selection he waited until her heard a dull thud meaning that the machine had dispensed the beer. Reaching down he took a hold of it and popped it open with his free hand.
Tilting his head back in anticipation of the divine goodness of alcohol, he slowly brought the can up to his lips.
Al was many things, but stupid, well completely stupid was not one of them. He suspected something the moment he touched the can, his suspicions grew once he opened the can and felt some small amount spray against his skin, but he ignored those signs in favor for his want. In this case, his want was an ice cold beer.
Needless to say the moment, the Alcoholic beverage touched his tongue his hopes were dashed as the beverage in question was the warmest most disgusting version of beer he had ever had. After thoroughly spitting out the offending liquid, Al noticed for the first time that there was a school behind him, having recognized the soccer goal posts. Deciding to part with the nasty beer, Al reared back his hand, reminiscent to his own High School day's and threw the can as hard as he could..
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Ranma turned her attention away from the train wreck that was her former parental unit as she wasn't sure how long she could look at now Furry-Panda-woman-Amazon without bursting into laughter.
Once her mind was free from distraction she began to go over her own bodies changes. First thing she noticed is that she seemed taller now as well as more muscular. She could feel that her hair had been freed from its pig tail and now flowed freely around her. Her outfit had modified itself once again and turned into a simple white sleeveless dress that went mid thigh as well as now having a golden leaf design for the chest plate. She now had matching gold bracers that went from her wrist to elbow. Her boots remained high heeled but had shifted into a matching golden color. And to top that all off Ranma was absolutely certain that her breasts had gotten bigger.
Looking up into the sky Ranma cried out, "DAMM YOU AMERICAN T.V.!!! I WAS SUPPOSED TO TURN INTO HE-MAN… NOT SHE-RA… BY THE POWER OF GRAYSKULL IS HE MAN'S PHRASE… THOSE ARE HIS MAGIC WORDS, I DON'T EVEN KNOW SHE-RA'S MAGIC WORDS."
"DON'T MAKE ME COME UP THERE AND KICK YOUR ASS…" Ranma exclaimed as her face scrunched up making her look like she was about to cry.
The wind shifted every so slightly and as a result an overly warm can of foul tasting beer changed it's course for its own appointment with destiny.
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"What the?" Ranma exclaimed as he noticed that he had changed into a very muscular male and was now wearing Fur-lined boots, Wrist gauntlets, and a very itsy-bitsy, teeny-tiny loin cloth that almost left his endowment hanging free in the wind, leaving little if anything for the imagination.
Leaning his head back Ranma laughed in glee and was about to jump up and down in excitement when he was distracted by someone appearing out of no where next to him.
"DIBS!"
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Hotaru had been waiting for the time to act so that she might be allowed to sacrifice herself for her friends after all it wasn't the first time she had been called upon to do so and so what if this time it was not necessarily a bad thing.
Noticing that Ranma had changed into a manly looking man Hotaru made her move and teleported right next to the former pigtailed martial artist.
Shouting out, "DIBS!" to get his attention, Hotaru waited until he was distracted before she made her move.
"HUH, What?"
Almost smirking at his confusion The Senshi of silence swung back with her Glaive and brought it forward, allowing the flat of the blade to smack into the back of Ranma's head.
As his body fell forward she stepped in and tossed him over her shoulder, thankful of her magically increased strength. Shouting, "YOINK!" Hotaru and her unconscious soon to be boyfriend teleported out of the area.
"Did she just shout out Yoink?" Asked a stunned Michuru.
"They grow up so fast, she's so much like me when I was that age." Cried a proud Hakura.
"OH HELLL NOO, GET BACK HERE WITH HIM… I'M HIS FIRST WIFE DAMMIT…" Yelled an increasingly irate Nabiki.
"Alls well that ends well." Stated Sailor Pluto before a frown made its way across her face as she realized that it had been several millennia since she had gotten any action. Making a Judgment call she jumped down from the roof top and swept the irate Nabiki into her arms and Teleported, she knew where Hotaru was going and Dammit she was not going to let that girl sacrifice herself this time, well at least not unless she was involved."
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