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I think this is where the last time this was released ended:
"What so funny about marry six strong Amazon?!"
Soun froze completely. "No..." he murmured under his breath. "It can't
be..." Fearfully, his head craned towards the source of the overly cute
voice. Eyes lighted upon a mop of purple and reddish irises with a look
of
indignation.
"Shampoo wait for answer."
Methinks she might be waiting for a while.
The Tendo patriarch blinked dumbly for a few silent moments then scanned
the
entire room. Five more girls were nearby, along with a very handsome boy
with a pigtail and a shrunken old woman holding a knotty, wooden staff.
He
screamed then. "It wasn't a dream?! How?! Why?! Saotome-kun!! How
could
you do this to our solemn vow?!"
Genma: Because it keeps lie from being dull and uninteresting. A true
martial artist's life is full of fighting and being harrassed by lots of
women.
"Oh, Saotome-kun!! What's happening?! Why are all these women claiming
to
be your son's wives?!"
"Mass delusion," Genma claimed, and was promptly bopped in the head by
Cologne.
He and Ranma had arrived in China and set out to the Cursed Springs of
Jusenkyou. Upon arrival, they were greeted by the Jusenkyou Gruide, a
bulky
man wearing an old green Chinese army uniform. He spoke in broken
Japanese,
introducing them to the training grounds, then tried to warn them of the
dangers the pools held. However, the pair paid him no heed, instead
taking
to the bamboo poles sticking out of each pool. Then, they fought.
Hmm. This old scene. Make it as brief as possible. At least you saved it for
the middle of the story.
"Oh, Honored Sir!" the Guide started before pausing. "Oh, no need worry.
Only fall into Nannichuan, Spring of Drowned Boy. No harm done."
I doubt this, for some reason.
"<I... I...>" She dropped the little package and lunged at the pigtailed
boy, succeeding in latching onto his leg with the strength of a starfish
opening the shell of a clam. "<I love you!>"
Heh. I see it crosses all ages here. Hopefully Cologne won't be trying for
him next.
Ranma blinked in overwhelming shock as the kid
better with 'child' than 'kid'
unexpectedly tried to become
one with his calf and shin.
How sweet. My neighbor's dog tries to do the same thing with people's legs
as well. :)
"<Plum, what's wrong with you? Just the other day, you were talking about
how boys were icky.>"
"<He's not a boy. He's...>" Plum made a fawning sigh. "<He's a god in
human form...>"
Heh. Saffron might get jealous about that. :)
"Okay." She turned to face the purple-tressed amazon. "<He says he'll
take
on two Amazons, me and you. You go first.>"
Hehehehe. Nince
"<Oh, yeah. I hear he said that he's so good, he'll beat up five Amazons
all
by himself! I just can't let that slide, so here I am to help fight for
our
honor!>" The blonde struck a heroic pose as she made her proclamation.
The
effect, however was ruined by the broken ties on her cheogsam slipping
away,
revealing a fair amount of cleavage.
Wee! Fanservice
"<Frost! What are you doing out here?>" Shampoo asked in puzzlement. "<I
thought you hated hand-to-hand combat...>"
"<Now wait just a second here-!>" Satin and Perfume started to cast their
votes of disproval, but one look from the albino's ice blue eyes brought
them
up short. Mouthing the words, "Refuse, and I'll tell Shampoo what he
really
said," helped her out, too.
That settles that.
"<Oh, that poor boy. Why throw your life away, when you could have me
instead!>"
"<Mother!>"
"<Hush dearie, and let me dream.>"
Heh.
* * * * *
[Author's note: This and the following segment is entirely spoken in the
village's dialect.]
You're better off just keeping the brackets. The above is very intrusive and
annoying.
"So, tell me, what brings you to the Joketsuzoku village, Guide?" Cologne
asked of the rotund man in the green chinese army uniform. Both she and
he
Recommend just saying 'They'
The indigo-haired girl groggily opened her eyes tried her best to focus in
the direction of the voice. "Who won?"
"The boy named Ranma did."
She smiled weakly. "Good.
I was hoping 'accidentily' clubbing Perfume and Frost would tip the odds in
his favor.
So, we'll get married, right?"
"Yes, you will. All six of you girls will be married to Ranma."
"Great. All six of us..." she mumbled, drifting off to sleep.
Cologne blinked, staring at Shampoo. "My, she seems to be taking that
well.
I thought she wasn't into same sex relationships."
It's not the girls she's thinking about. :)
At that moment, the young woman's eyes flared wide open in abject horror.
"All six?!"
Oops.
Shampoo slowly nodded, a sense of dread settling in the pit of her
stomach.
"Apparently, someone pushed Frost to the ground in the middle of the
fight.
A bad choice, considering how much she dislikes others exerting their
physical superiority over her. In anger, she used her magical abilities
to
create a tornado, which swallowed everyone involved in the fight,
including
herself. After a moment, the spell abruptly ended, presumably when Frost
was
knocked unconscious. As best as they can tell, he beat all of you at the
same time. Since there is no subclause pertaining to instances such as
these," she continued on. "It's been decided that he is to be considered
married to all of you,
"And we gets lots of Saotome children running around. Odds are we'll have to
banish at least half of them to maintain our sanity, but the half the remain
will ensure powerful bloodlines for generations." Cologne rubbed her hands
gleefully together.
"Ah, I see. Well, I suppose we shall stay around until after the
reception."
"Well, Honored Sir, there little choice in matter of staying."
Tsk, tsk. Guide should have left him with his delusions.
* * * * *
Cologne remained in the healer's hut long after Shampoo had left to
prepare
for the polygamous wedding, still reading the huge, ancient tome opened up
before her. Her finger slowly roved up and down the columns of Chinese
characters inscribed on the yellowed pages, aiding her in her quest for an
answer to a nagging question; just what spring did the Japanese boy (and
future son-in-law) Ranma fall into? The guide had claimed the young
Saotome
boy fell into Nannichuan, but the elderly woman knew better than to take
his
word for law; he had been known to lose track of which spring was which in
the past, and those times had almost led up to disaster.
drop 'up'
Nabiki quickly cut it. "Yeah, I was curious. What brings you all here to
begin with, since Ranma seems to be having more fun with six girls over
there?"
"Um, we're looking for Mom," the pigtailed boy spoke up from his sitting
position. "Oyaji had the idea that we should get her approval before I
became officially married."
ie: Stalling for time.
Nice work. Sorry I couldn't help further. Hope to see more.
D.B. Sommer