Well here it is chapter 6 of Festival, I hope you enjoy it. I would also like to state that I do not own stock n any of the series crossovered in this fic. Also I would like to thank James Axelrad for his help in putting this fic together.
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Back with Nodoka and the others
San Becket sighed with Relief as he realized that he had managed to complete his mission as well as ignore his holographic guide's perverted comments about how these girls were dressed. But as he stood there with one of them covering him like a human shield he had to wonder why he had not leapt yet.
Nobody had been in the house, as he had managed to stop the procession of attractive young women wearing extremely provocative clothes a few houses down from the now utterly demolished house.
Attempting to shift his position so he could double check and make sure that no one had gotten hurt Sam noticed that Al was staring at the house and entering commands into his handheld interface device like crazy. He was shouting something too but Sam could not hear him over the roar of a fire that had sprung up at the crash site as the impact must have ruptured a gas line.
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"Ziggy center me in the middle of that house!"
"……"
"I know that but I can see something in there."
"…."
"Just do it Ziggy or god help me I'll… I'll… I'll think of something later."
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Sailor moon stood still intertwined with Sailor Mars, as she had watched a weird man wearing a little girls school uniform ask Nodoka for directions. The odd thing was though that Nodoka had treated the weird man like she would have a little girl.
At first Usagi had chalked it up to Nodoka being polite but when the meteor came down and was going to crash she saw Nodoka throw herself upon the man like he was some fragile little girl despite the fact that he was somewhere around six foot with a decent frame on him.
Then there was something else; some sort of perverted ghost was following around the weird man. At first she hadn't noticed the ghost as the man in the little girls dress had held her attention, but then the perverted ghost had walked right through the platinum blond haired girl, Bambi and had acted like he was trying to cop a feel.
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"Sam!"
Stiffening slightly but not overly so having long ago gotten used to Al's sudden entrances Sam gave a little signal with his hand to show Al that he was listening to him.
"Sam I'm not sure what that was but it was no meteor … it's some sort of ship or something."
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Usagi Nearly jumped again when she noticed the perverted cigar smoking ghost reappear and start waving his arms around as if he were having a very animated conversation with the cross dressed man. Looking around it appeared that out of all the others, she was the only one noticing the odd going ons as every one else was looking at the burning house with a sort of awed fascination.
Though looking at Ami, Usagi knew that her blue haired friend had just called the fire department as she was holding her cell phone in one hand while looking at the Mercury Computer that she held in the other.
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Having heard what Al had said Sam attempted to extract himself from the protective shell of the scantily clad woman covering him. Having no such luck he spoke up. "Ma'am, I think there's someone in there."
"Ssh, its okay dear, that was my house, no one was home." Nodoka cooed, knowing that the little girl she held within her arms was probably scared out of her mind.
"But there is some one in there." Sam said in a pleading tone while cursing the fact that he had leaped into a little girl and not someone a bit more useful.
"Nodoka, I think she might be telling the truth." Offered Usagi, having gotten over the initial shock of the situation.
Turning her attention to her scouts Usagi, in rare form, started to give orders, "Neptune, Mercury see if you can get in close enough to use your attacks to put out the fire or at least get it under control. Mars and Jupiter, you girls are going with me. Venus, Uranus, try too use your powers to keep the fire from spreading."
"How am I supposed to do that? My powers just either blast stuff or wrap stuff up." Venus interjected.
Speaking up Ryouga-chan stated, "Come with me, we can clear away the rubble and blast sections of the ground in front of the fire to keep it in check." Noticing everyone staring at her again she added, "I wander around a lot and you kind of just pick some things up."
"What she said." Sailor Moon finished before turning and making her way over to the fire, silently hoping that their magic would protect them from the extreme heat the fire was beginning to generate, Leaving Nodoka and Bambi to themselves with the cross dressed man."
"That's too dangerous!" Sam pleaded not really understanding what a bunch of skimpily dressed girls could do to tame a raging fire.
"It's okay dear, they're the Sailor Senshi, if they can take on demons and their ilk then putting out a small fire should be nothing to them." Nodoka answered.
Usagi taking a brief moment turned her attention to the man posing as a little girl and decided to say something that had been bugging her and just would not leave her alone. Walking up to him she looked directly into his eyes and asked, "How ever do you manage to squeeze into that jumper, it has to be several sizes too small for you."
Sam blinked, that question had totally caught him off guard, sure he knew from past experience that there were some people that could see through the hologram keeping his real appearance hidden but those had usually been either small children or crazy people, nothing like the young girl before him who only moments ago had been issuing orders with a total confidence that some marine lieutenants lack. Worried that he had been found out, Sam replied, "My momma just got this for me."
"Ooh please, please tell me… there's this really cute top and skirt that I just love to wear but I can never fit into it when I'm…" Looking around nervously, Usagi leaned forward making it seem as if whatever she uttered next was going to be one of the prized secrets of the universe, Usagi whispered controversially, "Bloated."
Rei who had been standing there wondering if Usagi had totally snapped because of what happened with Mamoru took her princess by her arm and began dragging her towards the raging fire hoping that a little romp through a burning house will help distract her friend long enough to make it until she could focus on giving her a more friendly distraction.
Letting Mars drag her off to the burning house Usagi called back, "I'll be back, and then your secrets will be mine!!! Mine I say!!! Nobody can resist the beautiful Sailor Moon!"
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Piloting the Chromosphere had left Frank Parker in dangerous positions before. From being buried alive to bringing dead spirits back to life causing a rupture in the space-time continuum or something like that. But as he tried to force the hatch open he had to admit that being stuck inside a raging inferno was a new one even for him. He knew that his protective suit could or rather should keep him protected from the flames and heat so long as he did not try to stick around, but first he had to pop the hatch and right now that was not going to be happening anytime soon because from the looks of it there was a substantial amount of rubble locking him in.
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After watching everyone else go off to do something useful Nodoka looked around and noticed that her neighbors were all leaving their houses except for Mrs. Takinawa a elderly Widow who lived next door to her. Realizing the potential danger in the situation she looked over to Bambi and said, "Can you stay here and keep an eye on this young girl, I need to make sure my neighbor is all right."
Bambi nodded, not really feeling any guilt over the fact that there was a house on fire as everyone else had things under control from the looks of it, but the moment Nodoka left she noticed something. Before she had been too distracted but now that her attention was turned away from the fire she could immediately tell that something was off about the little girl.
She had no female ki, despite the fact that she wasn't a martial artist. Bambi knew that everyone contained a certain level of ki, but what was even stranger is that for a girl between the ages of ten to eleven, the girl had the ki of someone much older as well as that of a man.
Using well honed senses that taken roughly 300 years to craft into the shape they were in, Bambi probed the girls aura for a magical curse or something and came up blank. Scratching her now stubble free chin she approached the girl slowly so as to not spook her.
Sam watched the platinum blonde's approach warily wondering if she too could see through the hologram.
Bambi smiled at the girl in the attempt to put her more at ease.
Sam almost shivered when he noticed the way the blond was staring at him with a smile that was far less than sincere attempting to figure out what was wrong with her Sam asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Now practically standing on top of the girl, Bambi shook her head and replied, "No nothings wrong…" after pausing momentarily she added, "I am just feeling a bit stressed and was just wondering if I could get a hug."
Sam nodded cautiously, not knowing where this was going as the blond seemed to have something really off about her.
Bambi smirked to herself as she wrapped her arms around the girl, now that she was so close she could definitely read the girls ki and knew that despite appearances it was no little girl she was holding in her arm. At that point she also realized that it had been some time since her last fix.
With a loud cry of, "Hotcha." Sam found himself no longer wearing the almost painfully constricting panties that he had found himself in the moment he leaped in. Feeling the blond move away from him after somehow stealing his underwear Sam did not know whether to thank her or start running lest she get any other ideas.
Bambi held her newest acquisition in her trembling hands, she had gone quite awhile without a fix and while this person was clearly no Ranma the Wild Horse Saotome, their pink spotted hello kitty panties, drenched in male ki with the subtle flavor of young girl mixed in, would have to do. Taking them carefully in both hands she tentatively moved the panties to her face and inhaled deeply before exhaling slowly as well making sure that she was going to savor the moment. Then, once she was satisfied she inhaled once more this time with the panties covering her face and moaned out, "Oooooh that hit the spot alright."
Feeling even more creeped out Sam muttered, "Oh boy." But before anything else could be said he began to feel like he usually did when he was about to leap, shooting a glance at the fire he could see the three girls in the leather outfits helping someone out of the house.
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Mamoru stopped short in his tracks, twenty feet from the entrance of the Nudey bar that he was taking his newfound American ally to, his magically enhanced senses, his by birthright due to his status as a magical prince reincarnated from a long dead kingdom were screaming at him telling him that there was something wrong with one of his favorite establishments.
Holding out his arm he stopped AL in his tracks as well and without turning to face the older man he said, "I sense great evil here."
AL gulped loudly, clearly nervous about the possibilities of the simple statement coming from Hooter and asked, "What type of evil?"
Transforming into his alter ego Mamoru stated, "The kind that sucks the life out of virile men to sate their own thirsts."
Rushing forward with that information, Al burst through the doors and swore, "Dammit Peg why do you always have to ruin my fun. I left you home with plenty of bon bons and booze but that wasn't enough was it?! No, you just had to follow me to Japan. Now I find you in here corrupting the minds of beautiful sexy woman who dance for money… I shall never forgive you…" Having paused for a moment to look for his wife Al noticed two things, His wife was not there and two in place of his wife there was an eight-foot tall monstrosity of a woman laying waste to the establishment.
Tuxedo Mask had been surprised by his American acquaintance's boldness. Not wanting to be outdone on his home turf, he launched his attack without warning, sending a single rose towards the beast… And watched in horror as his rose was only flung a few scant feet. In his surprise at his shortcoming he muttered, "My magically induced power that enables me to use roses as a weapon is totally useless."
Holding out his arm to his Japanese guide Al said, "Don't worry Boob… I can handle this."
For every hero that has fallen from grace there is a moment… A moment where all the failed shortcomings since their fall matters no more… For one Al Bundy from Chicago Illinois, this was his such moment and he knew it. This was to be his last chance at redemption. Reaching deep within himself for strength he had not felt since his youth, Al picked up a stray bottle that had been laying nearby his foot. Taking note of the monsters position in relation to everyone else he said, "Relax Bongo, I got this one…"
Shocked at the fearlessness of the brash American Tuxedo mask could only watch in awe as Al ripped off his tie and stuffed it down the neck of the bottle… Just as Al was about to light the bottle on fire Mamoru asked, "Bundy-san… What are you going to do… What can you do…"
Al snorted and replied, "What can I do you ask? What Can't I do??? I AMAL BUNDY AND I PLAYED HIGHSCHOOL FOOTBALL… FOR DEFILING THE SANCTITY OF THE ONE PLACE WHERE MEN CAN BE MEN WITHOUT FEAR FOR THE ONLY WOMEN THAT ARE NEAR ARE EITHER BRINGING THEM BEER OR ENJOYING THIER LEER, I WILL PUNISH YOU."
After lighting his alcohol soaked tie on fire, Al slipped into a stance ingrained into him from his youth and said, "Everyone better get down because I'm about to show this monster why you don't mess with the USA."
Moving fluidly Al brought the bottle forward and released the bottle. It glided through the air in a perfect spiral, homing in on it's target and then with a 'whoosh', it was upon its target who just happened to be standing in front of the open door to the storeroom where the alcohol was kept stocked.
The youma upon realizing that it was on fire and the flames were not going out like they normally do tried to utilize a different method… One that was tried and true, having been tested regularly thought the years by many, many people.
Unfortunately most of those people had not been already standing in liquids that were flammable nor were most of them rolling around in a room filled with bottles of flammable liquids.
Al for his part kept his stance, arm out as if the moment was frozen for eternity and stated, "You've just been burned." Then with an ever so careful tilt of his head Al whispered, "Titty, call a doctor… I think I just threw out my arm."
"Mommy!!!!!!"
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Hotaru gasped for air as she was tagged out, partially relieved for the chance to gain her fourth wind, but yet at the same time slightly distressed over the fact that unlike her Haruka-papa's games of hide the Salami, there would be no sandwiches afterwards as she was pretty sure Ranma-san would not appreciate her trying to eat his meat.
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Frank panted in exertion as he leaned up against the blocked hatch, part of him could not believe that it would end like this, trapped in the Chronosphere inside a burning building. Then again after defeating the devil on top of a rooftop(1), he figured that this was fairly par for the course considering what his life had been like before he joined the Backstep Program. Looking down at his watch he saw the time and cursed, he had a ten-minute window before Dr. Beckett died and from the looks of it he was fairly certain that he wasn't going anywhere any time soon.
So imagine his surprise when the hatch he was leaning against suddenly dropped open sending him sprawling.
From his position on the ground, Frank could barely make out any details in the surrounding area, since for the most part his suits helmet had gotten twisted slightly and consequently, he could no longer see anything other than what was directly to the right of him. He offered no resistance when he felt two sets of arms pulling him to his feet and dragging him along as he assumed that the local fire department had managed to get to him.
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A few minutes later
No longer feeling the searing heat of the fire Frank began to rid himself of his protective suit, starting with the gloves and finishing with the bulky helmet. As he pulled the helmet off from its skewed position he closed his eyes briefly wondering how he was going to explain this one to both the local authorities and the people back home, yet at the same time he knew that he had little time to waste as he had a phone call to make before it was to late.
So without even glancing at his rescuers, Frank stated in the most authoritative voice, "Frank B. Parker National Security Agency I need a phone." Hearing nothing but silence in return, Frank looked up and received a shock, it was not the local fire department that had managed to get to him and pull him out of the flaming inferno but rather three young girls wearing various colors of leather..
Long used to surprises Frank did not miss a beat when he repeated himself, albeit, more politely than before, "I really need to get to a phone before it's too late."
Usagi looked over at Rei, she recognized the language that the man was speaking as English, but her skills on the subject were lacking a bit.
Rei noticed the look Usagi had given her as well as heard what the man had said, but still did not really know what he was saying as she had only a year's experience speaking the language. But unlike Usagi she knew someone in their small group that could speak the language and called out, "Sailor Mercury we need you over here to translate.
Frank sighed, he did not know Japanese and had only enough time before the Backstep to memorize the symbols he needed to make his call back to the base. He could tell that the longhaired blond was as clueless at the moment as he felt but was relieved when the black haired girl in red leather yelled something.
Out of the corner of his eye he managed to catch the approach of a blue haired girl in white and blue leather. Hoping that this girl spoke English he called out, "Miss I really need to use find a phone. I'm an American with the National Security Agency."
Ami blinked and briefly wondered what was going on before reaching into her subspace pocket for her cell phone because even though she wasn't sure what was going on, the urgency in which the man spoke was more than enough to get him the use of her cell phone… For the moment anyway as she was not going to let the phone out of her sight as it had all of their telephone numbers in it and she was not so sure that she wanted the government knowing exactly who she was.
Frank reached out and took the girls offered phone and immediately began punching in the numbers that he needed to reach the base. Holding it up to his ear he heard a ring followed by a woman's voice greeting him. Turning his back on the girls he said softly, "This is Conundrum… "
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Genma sighed as peeked her head out of the storage room's door. The damnable transformation had worn off not too long ago, but instead of reverting back into her female panda form she found herself being mostly human looking with slight panda overtones in her appearance.
Well at least she no longer had that stupid saddle on her back.
Making a note that the coast was clear, Genma crept into the hallway intent on finding some hot water and then perhaps a good bar to lift her spirits.
She was nearly to the men's washroom when tragedy struck, the group of Otaku fans from before turned the corner opposite from him.
"Look there she is… "
"She looks even better than before…"
"I miss the saddle…. "
"Hey Maybe if we beat her up she'll want to date one of us…"
"Get her!!!"
Taking off in a flash with the group of perverted boys and a few girls trailing closely behind her Genma could only swear, "Damm you Ranma this is all your fault!"
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"Aaaaacchhoooooo."
"Bless you Ryouga-chan."
"Thank you, Sailor Venus." Ryouga-chan replied once the overwhelming urge to call a lawyer passed her by.
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Sam blinked as he felt himself leap, glad to be away from the creepy panty-stealing girl. Once the disorientation of the Leap passed he immediately began to take stock of the situation like he had done so on countless leaps before.
Right off he noticed that he was holding someone's hand with his right hand and that he could feel the sand between his toes. Intentionally looking to his left he took in the scenery. It seemed pleasant enough; the sun was shining showing it to be somewhere around three o'clock in the afternoon. There was a large body of water further back on his left and from the smell of it he was either near the Great Salt Lake of Utah or on an ocean beach somewhere.
Turning his attention forward he could see the tell tale signs of civilization in the distance as there were several sky scrapers in the horizon. But as he turned his attention to his left something clicked inside of him, there was something eerily familiar about the skyline…. Like something that he felt he should recognize.
When his eyes made contact with the person on his right he knew why. He recognized the woman from somewhere and he was fairly sure it was not from one of his many leaps. No the woman was more important to him than those that he had met on his journeys. Then as if the woman could sense that there was something wrong she turned to him and asked, "Sam, honey? Is something wrong?"
Then it hit him, everything looked familiar because it was, the beach the skyline, the woman.. he had leaped into himself… Again, this time though it was the day after his wedding and he was on his honeymoon with his wife.
His wife? He had a wife? He had forgotten the single most important person in his life, in turn causing him to commit adultery on several occasions while under the guise of someone else.
As he stood there everything started to come back to him, in the original timeline they were picked up by government agents and their honeymoon was postponed, something that he had never managed to get back to as his self-absorption into his work had caught his full attention.
Well not this time… This time things would be different, he would give her the honeymoon she deserved because despite his straying he knew that in most of those cases he had no other choice, and he was still very much in love with her.
Turning himself to face her completely Sam embraced her and kissed her fiercely, putting all his emotion behind it, his passions, regrets, every strand of his soul was put forth behind the kiss.
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"Almost time to go yet?" Asked Nabiki after both her and Setsuna caught their breath having just tagged in Hotaru to cover for them with the currently female Ranma.
"No…" gasped out Setsuna as she glanced at the clock on the nightstand, "You in a hurry to go somewhere? Cause if you are I can always take the next round by myself."
"YES…"
"YES…"
"OH GREAT KAMI ABOVE…"
"YES…"
Sweat dropping, Nabiki replied dryly, "That doesn't count… She doesn't have permission to speak for me."
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Sam broke away from the kiss with a lot of regret, he knew that if he wanted to give his wife a honey moon, he would have to get out of the area soon as he knew that government agents were on their way to pick him up.
Not giving his wife any time for a breather after the breathtaking kiss, Sam grabbed a hold of her hand and asked, "Do you trust me?"
"Are you kidding, for another kiss like that I'll let you hang your underwear off of the ceiling fan at the house."
Sam paused briefly having never heard his wife say anything like that before, before he shrugged it off as one of those things that his self-absorption into his work had caused him to miss and replied, "We need to get out of here."
His wife thinking the same thing but with a very different motivation behind it happily agreed and nodded her consent.
Focusing back on the past Sam remembered that in the original timeline he had followed the beach to his left and that was where he had been picked up, so he figured he could either run strait towards the city or go to the right.
Thinking that going right would only delay his pick up Sam settled to heading back towards the city.
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"Are you sure this is the right spot corporal?"
"Yes sir, this matches the coordinates we were given… Dr. Beckett has to be here somewhere."
"Hey what's that sound?"
"I dunno?"
"It kind of sounds like…"
"BBBBBWWWEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
"My god Sir… There has to be hundreds of them and there coming right for us…"
Lt. Davis of the Embassy Marine Guard looked around and noticed that they were almost completely surrounded, and being the son of a chicken farmer who lived down the street from a guy that knew a pig farmer several years ago he knew that a hundred plus rampaging pigs could possibly spell certain doom. Looking over his men he noted with pride that they were all top notch Marines and gave his order.
"Safeties off men… Don't shoot till you can see the snouts on their heads."
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Several hours Later
This is Miranda Veracruz de la Hoya Cardinale, Reporting on what was supposed to be my vacation. Today a day that will forever be remembered as the day The Amarican Military successfully defended this bay from a group of rampaging pigs. Local officialls have commented that they will be proposing that this bay be renamed into the Bay of Pigs, while yet other officials have commenteed that local pork sales might be on the uprise.
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Frank leaned comfortably against the side of one of the many government vehicles in the area as both the JSDF and embassy teams had arrived along with the local fire department and police.
Currently he was sort of waiting for orders as well as word to whether or not the operation had gone off successfully. Asembled around him were the girls who had pulled him out of the fire and several more that he assumed to be their friends.
Looking them over he couldn't help but wonder exactley what was with the wet leather look and ice skating uniforms. Then there was the fact that while he had been ordered to wait where he was the others had been asked. He supposed that that in its self would not be unusual, but it was the way they were asked that had him wondering, it was like the locals deferred to them. Well that's what he thought, though he had to admit that without being able to speak Japanese, they could have been arrested for all he knew.
Hearing some sort of commotion on the side Frank turned his head and saw a rather attractive redhead seemingly arguing with one of the JSDF officers. After a minute in which it looked like the young officer was going to wet himself, the young long haired blond girl in the yellow, blue and white leather went over there and said something to the officer.
"Well" Frank thought, "I guess she's with these girls too. I wonder what she's so upset about"
Then, as the two ladies approached him, Frank began to get a sinking feeling in his gut. Thankfully at that moment the blue haired girls cell phone rang, as he still had it in his hands he decided to answer it.
"Frank we have a problem."
"Donovan."
"Beckett disappeared, you are to find him and bring him home."
Looking at the irate redheaded woman who was now in front of him he replied, "Donovan, tell Bradley that I'll see what I can do, am I working with the locals on this one?"
"Hold on a sec let me patch you over to Talmadge."
Frank offered the redheaded woman a weak smile while he waited for the call to be transferred, with the hopes that Bradely would stay on the line long enough for the woman to calm down a bit. Unfortunately that was not to be the case as he heard the line pick up and Talmidge say, "Frank… You are to use whatever means and recourses you need to to find Dr. Beckett and bring him back."
Frank swore to himself when he heard the line go dead. Turning his attention to the irate redhead he started off with, "Ma'am, I'm terribly sorry about what happened."
"Your sorry!" Nodoka half screamed, upset by the audacity of the man who had been responsible for the destruction of her house. Normally she would have been thankful that she was not in the house, but she had just gotten done talking to a government agent and he refused to give her the report for her insurance company and without that form she could not get her house rebuilt or even find a new place to live as everything she had had been in that house and the majority of her savings were not even in any currency used on earth.
Frank held up his hands in surrender and said, "Believe me it was an accident, my government will be taking care of everything." "Of course, it will probably take months for them to get around to it… I really feel bad about this… If only there was something that I could do to help this woman out."
Thinking about money briefly made Frank think about Ramsey and how he was always complaining about Frank mismanaging his government platinum card. Reaching into his back pocket frank had an idea, it was true that the U.S. government would eventually take care of everything but who said that they had too, he worked for the government and had the money with him… Well sort of, it was all in plastic but Frank felt that the bean counters wouldn't mind him taking this liberty.
Clearing his throat he said, "Actually, if you would prefer we can set this straight today. I can either pay for the repairs to your house and put you up in a hotel with a whole new wardrobe or I can purchase you a new one. It's up to you to decide which." "There, that should just about do it."
Nodoka opened her mouth only to close it a few more times before she could make it work. Part of the reason she had been so upset was that she had wanted Ranma to move back in with her. Now that she did not have anywhere to live he could not do that. But now this American in front of her had given her a rather attractive offer. She could take the hotel option and stay in the city waiting for her house to be rebuilt or she could purchase a new home.
Well Nodoka knew that Ranma was going to be having several visitors of the female kind in the near future and it would not be good for those girl's reputations to be seen coming and going from a hotel at all hours of the night. After thinking about it for another minute Nodoka made up her mind, there was this little piece of property she had wanted to buy the moment she seen it. It had been on the market for about a year or so but it was a bit more than what she would ever get for her house, then again her house was not the only thing destroyed, there were countless items of great personal value inside that went up in a puff of smoke.
Her mind made up Nodoka said, "I have decided to go with the second option."
"Great!" Frank exclaimed glad that the woman was being overly reasonable with him, "
Just find a realtor and pick out the house you want and give me a call."
Nodoka shook her head and replied, "That won't be necessary, I already know which house I want and I have the number memorized. It's this nice little property that lays just outside of this beautiful estate on the outskirts of the city"
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A few hours later
Three very tired but satisfied ladies sat in the back of a very impressive looking black stretch limo with one only slightly winded but extremely happy pigtailed young man.
They were traveling to some obscure estate because Setsuna had a meeting with someone. So far they had only been in the car for twenty minutes, of those the last ten had been spent stuck in some traffic delay. Not being used to having to wait in traffic, Ranma was starting to get annoyed.
As if reading his mind Setsuna said, "Ranma why don't you go ahead on foot and we'll catch up in a few…" Noticing the blank look on his face she added, "Just take this road strait and we'll find you, I am afraid it's quite the hike to get to where we are going."
Ranma shrugged not really thinking that they would catch up to him but then the one woman said that she could see the future or something. Hopping out of the car he gladly took to the rooftops and started to speed along, determined not to be beaten to where ever he was going.
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Robert Von Testicles was in high spirits for once.
Why?
Well ever since the fall of the dark kingdom, the entire realm that he had called his home for his entire life had been in utter chaos with youma and demon alike fighting for superiority over the others in a bid to decide whom shall rule over them.
Unlike the other demons and youma though, Robert Von Testicles had a rather brilliant mind, well he sort of had to as he was the son of a testicle Demon who had mated with… well Robert did not know who his mother was and he couldn't really blame her for not sticking around as Testicle demons were not that pleasant to look at.
Lets just say, lots of bulges and lots of hair.
Although he was glad at the fact that he held little to no resemblance with his father Robert still enjoyed a rather close bond with his father, the Testicle Demon. As his father had told him on several occasions, "They were Testicals and Testicals had to stay together
Which is why Robert was hanging out in the late afternoon sun waiting to drop the second of his fathers plans. It was bold, massive even, plus there was little doubt that things would get hairy.
Like his father Robert knew that the key to the throne was power. Everyone wanted it, and with it you could turn lesser weaker demons and youma into much stronger and effective soldiers. His father's plans counted on exploiting that fact, but in a way that guaranteed at least some measure of success.
The directions were simple, set up an area to gather energy, slowly and over several days. Those that had tried before them would have rushed in and taken as much energy as they possibly could. Thus ensuring that the end result would always be the same, as the Youma's hasty actions would alert the Sailor Senshi to their nefarious deeds
So Robert had been directed to lay the trap, wait a few day's until the energy drain equals half of the total amount they set out to gather and then drop the hammer to fill it the rest of the way.
It was unfortunate, but it really was necessary to do that as it would bring the senshi down on them faster. But if they stayed at the slower energy-gathering rate then they ran the risk of getting discovered just as soon. At least by cranking the drain into a higher gear they were ensured to bring back more energy than they would otherwise.
That was assuming that Robert was able to hide from the senshi long enough to open a portal back to the dark kingdom. Though that was a moot point as Robert had already gathered a small amount of energy from outside of Tokyo to power the teleportation spell to bring him home. That way, the moment the Senshi show up he could cast the spell and go right back home in less time than it takes for Sailor Moon to make a speech.
Feeling that the energy absorption levels where ready, Robert rubbed his hands together and began phase 2.
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Ranma faltered in mid step, suddenly feeling like he was being slowly drained by Miss Hinoko. Focusing on the source of the feeling Ranma was able to trace the drain back to its source and immediately noticed that the drain was not meant specifically for him.
Frowning over the realization that not even Miss Hinoko could drain so many people as spread out as they were, Ranma decided to go check it out as his gut was telling him that this was no ordinary draining session meant to punish delinquents.
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Robert cackled madly the plan was going off without a hitch and was already at two thirds of the targeted goal. What made it even better is that so far not a single Senshi had shown up to ruin the plan, or rather cause the plan to be abandoned prematurely.
Deciding that perhaps he would be asking for trouble if he hung around too much longer, Robert made himself visible and went over to the power crystals location that way if any of the senshi did show up all he would have to do would be to grab the gem and teleport out.
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Ranma reached the entrance of the park and leapt onto the highest tree in the area keeping a tight leash on his internal energies so as to not tip off whoever was draining everyone to his arrival.
He knew that he should probably transform into his new magically endowed body to fight whatever was in the park but was wary to do so lest he turn into She Ra again. The Fuku he could handle, but being turned into She Ra, well that was a risk that Ranma just was not willing to take.
Of course since the magic within Ranma was still new and developing it had yet to pick out a definite uniform. This would have been unnecessary if Ranma had not taken the prince of earths sword but he did and by doing so Ranma inadvertently destabilized the transformation leaving the uniform changeable until enough magic's were consolidated.
Basically meaning that Ranma, Nabiki's, Nodoka's, Ryouga-chans, and Happossi's magical forms were far weaker than those of the sailor Senshi on a whole as the Senshi had planetary mana to draw from whereas Ranma and his group only had a few sources that were being spread among them. So in order to power Ranma and the others up they would have to be connected to a planetary body, plus have Ranma connected to a Jurai space tree as there was only so much magic Ranma could pull away from the world tree without being a fully ascended god.
After looking around Ranma managed to spot the man, thing, whatever, it was hard to tell exactly what is was with it standing over ten feet tall, ambiguous appearance, bluish gray skin and thick coarse hair covering its hands.
Leaping to the ground behind the thing Ranma decided to throw out an invite and let his aura loose for just a second as he did not want to loose too much energy to the thing, lest he be forced to transform and take up the mantle of She Ra.
Of course the fact that his magic was semi aware never occurred to Ranma so he had no idea how badly he was inadvertently offending it with his refusal to transform.
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Turning around Robert could not help but to laugh at the morsel before him and taunted, "Silly morsel, you should have steered clear of this place when you had the chance."
Ranma scratched at the base of his pigtail not really sure on what to say.
"I can tell by your silence that you too realize your folly… It's a shame really that its realization comes too late for you but rest assured, you're not going to live long enough to regret it."
Robert knew that according to the plan he was supposed to leave if he was interrupted but that was only if the Sailor scouts had shown up. However since the person standing before him was neither a girl nor was he wearing a fuku, that meant that he was no Senshi, meaning that he was fair game. Plus there was the added benefit of the possibility of collecting even more energy than the targeted mark. So with a sickening grin on his face, Robert Von Testicles rushed forward.
Ranma ducked and rolled to the right, barely missing a hairy palm meant to take him down. Lunging back to his feet Ranma took to the air and delivered a kick to the creatures chest only to be met with a viscous smirk as the beast grabbed a hold of his ankle and threw him against a tree.
Ranma landed with a thud and cursed to himself as he made his way on to his feet, feeling even more of his energy being drained. At the rate things were going it would not be long before all of his ki was drained out of him placing him at the monsters mercies.
Knowing that most of his energy attacks would be useless except possibly the Umi sen ken, and he couldn't use that because he needed all the energy he had just to try to keep up with the monsters speed and even if he could use it the entire school was one of stealth and thus would be of little use in his current predicament.
Deciding that it was time to get up close and personal, Ranma picked up a very sturdy looking branch and rushed forward.
Robert ducked almost lazily and laughed at the human as the fool tried to clobber him with a branch.
Ranma growled in frustration and increased the speed of his attacks, trading in a burst of speed for his ever so precious dwindling energy reserves.
Robert leaped back after taking a few blows and grinned to himself while giving his opponent a grimace, making it seem like he had been wounded.
Ranma smirked to himself and rushed forward thinking that he was pressing the advantage.
Robert smirked again, this time he deliberately let the meat bag see it.
Ranma frowned and went to back up, only to be decked across the jaw and sent flying into the dirt
Ranma cursed as he forced himself up, that last hit had hurt, and he was now running dangerously low on ki. Forced with no other option Ranma began to mutter darkly in agitation over his transformation, "Better not turn into She Ra again… Stupid Magic… Turning me into She Ra… there has to be something better than her"
Ranma leapt back again, this time hoping that there was enough distance between himself and the demon for him to transform. Concentrating on his newly acquired magic's Ranma began to call out to them in the hopes that they would respond. Of course since the magic was not quite stable, very offended at Ranma's attitude towards She Ra, and the fact that there was currently no transformation phrase, the Magic decided to teach Ranma a little lesson about gratitude.
Robert Von Testicles watched with a detached anticipation as his opponent put some distance between them, wondering what the meat puppet was going to do next as the fight had been surprisingly challenging… well compared to regular non senshi anyway.
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A short time ago back at the wreckage of the Saotome home
Ami frowned to herself as the American used her phone once more, this time to contact the realtor to see about replacing Nodoka's home. It was not the gesture nor was it the fact that her anytime minutes would not come into play for a few more hours that was bothering her. No it was the matter that whomever the American had called originally had been able to call him back. Meaning that now the American government would know who she was if they were so inclined to look up the billing information on the number. Ami knew that it was her fault, as she had been more concerned with the urgency of the situation than protecting her identity, but now that the threat was supposed to be over she was having second thoughts.
Iruka Sacamoto watched the American use the cell phone again and frowned as he suspected that the shiny pink phone with stars on it did not belong to the man, Of course he could be wrong as he did not really know that much about America even though he was the liaison officer for the JSDF.
Taking notice of the facial expressions running over the blue leather clad girls face Iruka confirmed his doubts as he figured the cell phone to belong to whom he believed to be Sailor Mercury. Walking up to the Senshi in question he paused before asking, "Sailor Mercury?"
Ami turned to notice one of the uniformed officers had addressed her. Not wanting to seem rude she answered, "Yes… Can I help you?"
"Actually ma'am it's what I can do for you." Iruka replied.
"What do you mean?" Ami asked, dreading that her identity had already been compromised.
"Would I be correct in my assessment that the phone the American is using belongs to you?"
Ami nodded tentatively as she was afraid that this man was going to confiscate the phone and reveal her identity.
Seeing the concern flash across the girls face Iruka decided to put her at ease and said, "Don't worry Sailor Mercury, your secrets are your own, I am merely offering my services to ensure that they remain so."
Ami nodded reluctantly as she did not want to come across as some strong arming superhero with ulterior motives that would only become apparent once it was too late to stop her.
Noticing that the American was finished using the phone Iruka nodded to the young scout and said, "If you will excuse me for a moment."
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Frank looked on curiously as he watched one of the JSDF officers approach him, wondering if there was a problem he asked, "Hey, something wrong?"
Smiling a warm friendly smile Iruka replied, "No Parker-san… well not exactly… More of a friendly warning if you get my drift…."
Not knowing where the man was going with whatever he was talking about, Frank instantly tensed and went into threat mode, taking note for any threatening movements and asked casually, "And what would that be?"
"It would be wise if the phone number of that phone were to remain anonymous, in the interest of national cooperation and all…" Finished Iruka as he purposely eyed the sphere as it was being dug out from the rubble of the burnt out house, so that it could be broken down and transported.
Frank nodded not really understanding why it was so important for some girl's number to remain anonymous.
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Ranma felt his body shift, leaving him, rather her in female form as the magic began to transform her into her not yet named magical identity. At first that simple shift into his girl form put him on edge, but that was put off to the side as he felt his body contort and run through a series of lewd poses as her uniform manifested itself.
As the magic finished running through its transformation Ranma's positioned turned to where she was facing the demon to the side with her forward hand running seductively don her frame ending the movement with a sharp slap on her butt.
To make matters worse just as the transformation finished Ranma heard herself purring out, "Somebody's been a bad… Bad… boy."
Aghast over what had come out of her mouth Ranma instantly put both hands over her mouth hoping to avoid spouting off anything else. It was at that moment that Ranma noticed what she was wearing, or rater what she was not wearing.
Looking down in horror she realized that somehow her uniform had changed again, this time instead of looking like She Ra or even her original transformation, she was wearing a very teeny tiny pink and yellow bikini with tiger stripes, although the term top could only be at best loosely applied as her assets were barely covered. Feeling the grass between her toes Ranma also realized that she was not even wearing shoes, that somehow the transformation had decided to let her fight the demon with her bare feet.
Frank had been watching the transformation with interest, as he was positive that the boy was not one of the Senshi but was aware that there was some magic at work. Now that the transformation was finished, leaving the boy from before dressed in a skimpy bikini, Frank could not help but chuckle at his good fortune.
Good fortune because easily overpowerable magical girls were an extreme rarity for a demon to come across.
Torn between fighting the demon and her newfound sense of modesty, Ranma debated on what to do, she knew she could de-transform and attempt to fight the demon again. If she were to do that though there were pretty good odds on her being lunch for the demon as the majority of her ki had already been drained away. On the other hand she cold fight the demon with what she was wearing… "Or I could de-transform and then retransform… hopefully whatever happened to cause me to wind up in this getup was a one time thing."
Her mind made up with a course of action Ranma let go of the magical transformation and nearly stumbled over when the drain on her ki resumed. Gritting her teeth Ranma could not help but sigh in satisfaction, as at least she was fully clothed. But before she could take any further joy in the matter she realized the urgency of transforming and instantly called forth her new magic's and transformed.
Ranma's hopes for winding up in a more covering uniform were quickly being dashed, if the poses her body was making were of any indication. She could literally feel herself, doing splits leaning forward and pushing out her breasts, laying back and kicking her legs up in a manner that teased the demon with her firm butt, and then just as it ended she slid into a standing position while running her hands across her body and purred seductively, "I might be feeling a bit drained but that's nothing to compared to how you're gonna feel once I get done with you."
Coming back to herself once the shock over what she had said passed by Ranma looked to the sky with her fists clenched and shouted, "Are you enjoying yourselves up there… Are you having fun with your little mortal joke? Is there really so little to do up there that you feel the need to torment me just for the hell of it??? I swear…."
"Ahem… Excuse me…"
Seemly noticing the demon for the first time Ranma turned her head and shouted, "What do you want don't you see I'm busy here."
Chuckling at the redheaded girls frustrations Robert added, "Well… I normally don't do magical girls, that's more of a Tentacle demon sort of thing, but you offered…"
Ranma paused in her ranting as she caught what the demon was getting at. Ticked off to no end about the constant affronts to her manliness she growled harshly and pounced, not even caring that all she was wearing were, pink heeled slippers with some sort of pink fuzz on covering the toes, a pink nearly completely see through top with matching panties.
Robert ducked back, attempting to stay out of reach of the now infuriated girl only to get a kick to the face for his trouble that sent him careening back into the dirt.
Immediately he had to roll out of the way as the redheaded girl was on him in an instant, laying into him with a fierce combination of punches and kicks. Attempting to turn the tables, Robert brought up his arm and grabbed a hold of the wiry girl and then with a spin to add in momentum, he released her, sending her skidding across the dirt.
While cursing herself for not transforming sooner, like the moment she felt the energy drain, Ranma panted in exhaustion. Knowing that despite her neo magical powers she was running on her last legs, Ranma attempted to end the fight and leapt up into the trees, using them to help her build momentum for one final devastating kick.
Standing up Robert shook the cobwebs from his head, that last kick had done a bit of damage but he knew he was far from defeat, especially since he could tell that whatever the girl was doing was using up the last of her strength. Holding his head down to hid a victorious smirk Robert decided to utterly crush the redhead and allowed her to hit him one last time knowing that it would be her last.
Ranma ricocheted off the last tree with a grimace and altered her trajectory slightly to ensure a good hit. As she closed the remaining distance between herself and the target she could not help but cross her fingers as she knew that she had put everything she had into this last attack. Noting that she was almost on top of the demon she shifted her legs slightly to catch the demon right in the jaw. She could not help but to let a satisfied grin run across her face as she heard the snapping and breaking of bones moments before the demon was sent flying.
With her momentum stopped Ranma fell down into the grass and just laid there as she focused on recovering some of her lost energies.
Robert was sent flying and crashing through several trees before he came to a skidding halt. He cradled his jaw while biting back the pain as his demon heritage started to reset his injuries.
Finally after what seemed like hours of agonizing pain Robert staggered to his feet and scowled, he had not been expecting that strong of a hit from the weakened redhead. "A few more of those and I would have been finished, regenerating or not… Time to show that redheaded bitch just who she's messing with."
Having managed to prop herself on her elbows Ranma could not help but sigh at her luck with magic, as it seemed like whatever magic she ran across was determined to screw with her. So engrossed in lamenting about her bad luck Ranma failed to notice the demon approach her until it was towering over her semi prone form. "What??? How??? I put everything I had into that… What are you???"
Robert Laughed and replied, "I am Robert Von Testicles, proud son of a Testicle demon and instrument of your demise."
Ranma had been about to argue the point on whether or not he was truly the instrument of her demise or not, after all she heard that one fairly so often that there had to be a club or something that inspired delusional tendencies in whomever the pigtailed warrior fought. However, something else clicked in about what the demon had said and being a practitioner of anything goes, Ranma was already cycling through the possible outcomes. Knowing that she had to stall for enough time to recover before she could at least utilize the Saotome secret technique, Ranma sweetly asked, "So what is a Testicle demon anyway, I mean Tenticle demons have lots of tentacles, but you don't seem the type to have lots of balls."
Robert stiffened and shot back, "It's not the quantity that matters. Besides what I lack in quantity I more than make up for in size."
Ranma nodded to herself before she asked, "So your saying that you got some big Balls ehh?"
"Of course I do, I'm the son of a testicle monster what else would I have."
"Just needed to know so I could do this…" Ranma replied with a shrug moments before she forced one of her legs up with all her might aiming at the demons family jewels.
Robert laughed at the redheads ill fated attempt to take him down.
Ranma stared in shock at her now slightly throbbing foot and asked incredulously, "What are they made of??? Steele?"
"You'll never know… Or perhaps… I suppose for a meat puppet you are rather attractive…. Perhaps I will show you before I kill you." Robert said while leering at Ranma.
Feeling sluggish and tired, with her foot throbbing it was all Ranma could do to crawl backwards in the hopes that something will occur to her to give her the advantage.
Noticing the girl's feeble attempts to escape Robert chuckled and stalked after her, maintaining his looming position.
Ranma herself was no stranger to fear as there were plenty of things that scared her, but what she prided herself with was the ability to conquer those fears, well except the Neko Ken, that was more of a terror thing than a simple fear. But after losing so much of her energy to the demon, the way he was looking at her, and her own revelation on how much fun it was to do things with girls… well she was pretty much terrified, though she would never admit it to anyone.
So it was in this slightly terror induced state that Ranma began to feel desperate, she really needed to get away but the bastard just kept looming over her. So with one last act of defiance Ranma brought both her legs back and thrust them forward with all of her might, aiming at the creatures knees and muttered, "Let's see you tower over me after smash your knee's you bastard."
Pain was all Robert could feel. Overwhelming, undeniable agony as he crumpled to the ground unable to do anything other than curl up in a fetal position after the redheads last hit.
'DEAD SCREAM!!!"
"Ranma-Sempai are you alright?"
"Nice outfit you got there…"
Ranma blinked, wondering when Nabiki, Hotaru, and Setsuna had gotten there. Not sure as to what the weird sensation building in her chest was, Ranma focused on it as it was something that she had never felt before. After a silent moment of contemplation she muttered, "Must be gratitude."
Nabiki smirked, on one hand she had been worried about the big lug but on the other she was sort of glad for him to be feeling a normal emotion as it showed that despite recent events, her head was not getting bigger. Unable to hold it back anymore she teased, "The great Ranma Saotome is thankful at being saved like a damsel in distress."
Hiding the truth under many levels of denial Ranma muttered, "No… Grateful that that thing had knees."
Having been silent since unleashing her attack Setsuna replied, "Oh those weren't his knees."
"Huh."
"Ranma-kun not every demon keeps their genitals in the same spot."
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Author notes:
1 In the last episode of Seven Day's Frank beat the crap out of the devil in human form ontop of a rooftop.
Also if anyone has any future suggestions for crossovers to include in this fic I'd be more than happy to listen and float the ideas around.
Also I felt that this chapter was not quite up to its full potential humor wise as it seemed to take a bit of time to get to the punch lines so I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed typing it up.
I you so desire drop in a review and tell me what you think.