The Tick vs. Nerima: The Fanfic, Part II

CREDITS:

STORY  BY : JUSTICAR (ERIC M BAKER) - 1997
CREATIVE CONSULTANT : JASON HICKS
GRAMMATICAL CONSULTANT : LYN DANIELS

ALL RANMA CHARACTERS COPYRIGHT BY RUMIKO TAKAHASHI / SHOGAKUKAN / VIZ.
ALL TICK CHARACTERS COPYRIGHT BY BEN EDLUND.
WASHU COPYRIGHT BY HITOSHI OKUDA / KADOKAWA SHOTEN PUBLISHING.


EVERYTHING ELSE IS COPYRIGHT 1997 - ERIC M BAKER 

FEEL FREE TO SEND ALL COMMENTS / CRITIQUES TO 	ebaker@mail.map.com .

CHAPTERS 6-10 CONSTITUTE PART 2 OF THIS 3 (MAYBE 4) PART SERIES. HAVE FUN 
AND ENJOY THE SHOW !

~~Chapter 6~~

Washu arrives...

	"The lights, the colors, oh, the wonderful sensations of dimensional 
travel..." Washu thinks to herself as everything suddenly goes black.

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	Washu slowly opens her eyes. Something is very different. "This is not my 
bed," She realizes as she surveys her surroundings. Washu tries to jog her 
memory to no avail. Just a dull emptiness is her only record of the recent past.
	"Someone or something has brought me, brought me here. This location must 
be significant. Hmmm... Looks like I'm in someone's back yard." Looking to 
the sky she analyses the stars. "Well that answers three questions. I'm 
still on Earth with the stars being in the same position. I'm still in Japan 
due to the same fact. The trajectory of the full moon in the sky makes the 
date the same. "
	"Perhaps the laptop is still in my subspace," she thinks as she reaches 
into the pocket dimension for it. Finding it she breathes a sigh of relief. 
Turning it on she notices an odd peculiarity:

	LOGIN..ROYAL ACADEMY NET..FAILED..RETRY..FAILED..ABORT..
	ERROR..NO DIALTONE
	ERROR..LAN CONNECT FAILURE
	WARNING..BATTERY POWER LOW

	"Woah!" she exclaimed verbally. This is not good. I'm not connected to 
anything. No dialtone?  Low power? I'm really going to have to find out just 
what is going on. I'd better shut the laptop down to conserve its power..." 
The mental analysis of her situation was suddenly broken by what can be 
called a mental perimeter alert. 
	"Someone is watching me from behind. I hope I can still blink normally. At 
least my danger sense is working right. This person is coming at me fast... 
3...2...1...*BLINK*" 
	"Heh...Heh...Another pretty one!" fiendishly announced its presence. 
	Washu teleported behind a nearby bush she spotted earlier. She watched the 
desecration the doll she left behind. "What is he doing to it... eww that's 
sick... I'm think I'm going to throw up!" she morbidly thought. Now having 
been alive for nearly 20,000 years she actually thought she saw it all. She 
didn't. This little old man started doing things to that doll she didn't 
know was possible especially with the clothes still on. "I'll show him." 
Feeling the need to take vengeance for her facsimile's loss of purity she 
reached into subspace and found what her next action called for. 
	She blinked back behind the man and thrusted the tazer into the little man. 
The 2.3 megawatt charge certainly got his attention as the discharge racked 
through him. A wave of ozone permeated through the air. The little figure of 
the prone pervert breathed raggedly. 
	Washu picked up her doll and dusted it off. Washu quickly bound and gagged 
her little adversary. "That should keep him occupied for awhile. She turned 
her attention back to the house. Looking at the house she noticed another 
presence watching her. Looking at her from an upstairs window were two 
girls. One with shoulder length hair. The other with longer straight hair. 
Both watched her with astonishment.

Watching from the window...

	"Nabiki, this evening certainly has been interesting. Does this sort of 
thing happen often in your backyard? I mean the lady suddenly appearing in 
your yard is one thing. Producing a computer and a weapon from nowhere is 
another thing." Shione said quietly taken aback by her observations. 
	"I've never seen anyone get the best of Happosai so quickly," Nabiki said 
quite astounded. "I'd better go talk to her. Ranma would kill to learn that 
technique. This information alone is worth at least 50,000 yen. Shione come 
with me, your training in economic affairs is about to begin," Nabiki said 
happily walking towards her door.
	"Yes sempai," Shione said subserviently.

Back at MacDonalds...

	"I pray that he can read Japanese," Mousse thought. He squawked to get 
Arthur's attention and began tracing the symbol for hot water on the ground. 
	Arthur stared at it and tried to figure it out. His limited exposure to the 
Japanese language coupled with his good retention told him "water" . So he 
answered meekly, "water" . This elicited a positive response from the duck, 
but it was clearly obvious through several wing gestures that he wanted to 
hear more. Arthur hesitantly walked up to a bystander and asked for help in 
conversational Japanese. The man walked with him to the scratching in ground. 
	He looked and read the writing. In a halting, slightly menacing manner he 
spoke in English. "Hot water... the duck... it wants hot water... dumped on 
it." He then returned to his food. 
	Arthur walked into the restaurant.  The usual murmurs trumpeted his 
entrance. He asked for the hot water in a cup. This began a quiet discussion 
behind the counter. It proceeded far  too quickly for Arthur to understand. 
The final result was a 50 yen charge, which Arthur quickly paid and exited. 
	The duck then immediately brought Arthur behind the building. Where he 
motioned Arthur to dump the water. Arthur complied. The transformation was 
blurred by Mousse's quick leap to the roof of the MacDonalds. This elicited 
a major response from the people below. He quickly leaped again cut down an 
advertising sale banner. He quickly draped himself in the banner to create a 
skirt. He then quickly descended to the back of the MacDonalds. 
	"This will have to do until I find more suitable attire," Mousse said 
quickly grabbing the hand of Arthur and fleeing the scene. In his flight 
Mousse deftly began grabbing objects and some more cloth to further cover 
himself. 
	The Manager, alerted to the theft, ran to the rear entrance. "Shall we call 
the police?" asked an attendant. The manger thought pensively. "No!" he said 
smirking, "This is free advertisement. Who wouldn't look at a half naked kid 
wearing a sale banner accompanied by a grown man in a rabbit outfit? Back to 
work!"

Below Tokyo they arrive...

	Trudging through the darkness two silhouettes approach. One walks like a 
ranger in the forest surveying the terrain. The other, of broader build, 
stands upright walking slowly yet determined. Suddenly the foremost figure 
points above in a signaling fashion. He then utters, "umbrella, now!" in a 
bizarre Japanese accent. It sounds like a cross between Jerry Lewis and 
Rainman. The following figure continues walking and  holds aloft an umbrella 
slung from his shoulder. As he walks, water sprays from an above pipe. It 
hits the waiting umbrella and disperses without a drop hitting the form.
	"Thank you, Urchin-San," says the forewarned figure.
	"No problem... its ... its... definitely not a problem, Hibiki-San." 
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