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Still wearing her pajamas, Ranma leaned heavily on the railing as she descended the steps to the ground floor. The room she shared with her parents and now Chibi-Usa had been empty when she awoke. Judging by the lack of noise coming from outside, she judged that she was late getting up, and breakfast would soon be served. She suddenly had a distressing thought that she actually missed being woken up by her father to train. ‘When did I hit my head hard enough to miss that?’
Still feeling numb from volunteering to reveal her past life to her mother, Ranma slowed to a crawl before entering the living room. Her eyes quickly scanned the room and saw all the Tendos, her father, and Usa arrayed around the table. ‘She’s not here.’ Ranma felt a heaviness in her chest at the lack of her mother, who had left last night and never returned.
“Have you seen your mother, boy?” Genma asked, snatching some food off Usa’s plate as the pink haired child was distracted.
“Not since last night.” Ranma looked at the food and her stomach didn’t even grumble in desire. “I’ll be in the dojo.” She said before letting out an outraged screech as a pair of tiny hands patted and pinched her bottom with impossible speed.
“Oh how I’ve missed your pert derriere in the morning, Ranma-chan!” Happosai cackled happily, bouncing around her retaliatory punch. “But it seems to be a bit bigger than usual, have you been getting enough exercise? If you don’t, you’ll get fat!”
“You little pervert!” She shouted in indignation as he jumped over her kick. “And I’m not getting fat!” Ranma tried several punches and kicks at the ancient master who was able to avoid her attacks.
“Too slow tubby, can’t hit me!” Happosai snuck in and was able to give her chest a quick grope.
“That’s it you stupid old man!” She snarled as he bounced away, preparing to launch himself at her again.
The diminutive old man’s eyes widened. “Don’t worry a great big hug from your master will make everything all better!” He shouted joyously and launched himself towards her chest.
Moving faster, she held up a hand towards him as if to catch him by his bald head. There was the sound of fabric ripping and the air distorted around the elderly man before he vanished from sight. “Why didn’t anyone tell me he was back?” She asked and shivered in disgust, slowly letting her arm drop to her side. “What?” She asked, noticing the incredulous looks from everyone but Usa and Kasumi.
“Boy-- where did the master go?” Genma finally asked for everyone.
“Away.” She answered cryptically, not wanting to explain how she had used a tiny amount of her magic to access the teleport network she had setup with Ami to send the perverted old man to another part of town. Or the country, she really didn’t care which.
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Happosai bounced once from his momentum before coming to a complete stop with his feet buried in sand. Blinking his large eyes, he now found himself staring out at the ocean as the sun was just clearing the horizon in the distance. Rubbing at his eyes, he tried to banish the illusion before him. Not five seconds ago he had about to get a hold of some of the most perfect mammaries he had regular access to. But now he found himself on a small deserted tropical island in the middle of an ocean.
“Ranma-chan has learned some new tricks, eh?” He turned and bounced away from the beach towards a moderately sized hut shaded by several large palm trees. “But if she thinks she can ruin my fun she has another thing coming!”
Not bothering to check if anyone was home, because his present would be a glorious gift for anyone on the inside. he leapt through an open window. Nobody was home to answer his questions but he did immediately notice a nicely stocked wine fridge behind a bar and shelves full of a fantastic assortment of liquor.
“Don’t mind if I do!” He gathered up several bottles of top shelf liquor to head back outside and enjoy himself.
Taking a seat on a giant log that had been carved into a bench seat, he lamented that he wouldn’t be able to thank Ranma for sending him to this island paradise. That and because then there would be a pretty girl for him to grope nearby. Quickly downing half of a fantastic bottle of sake, he came up for breath long enough to notice something was touching his leg.
“No--.” He gasped in horror at the familiar octopus that suddenly latched onto him with all eight arms. “Not you!” Happosai screamed in horror.