Spoiled Brats, Chapter 33

[DarkFyre99]

Spoiled Brats

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Chapter 33 – Operation Tweety Bird – Baiting the Trap

Authors Notes: I do not know how in the world I got to Bad Astronomy dot Com. Most likely I was looking up something for this chapter, and then clicked a hyperlink, and another, and eventually got there. It's a great page describing the various errors of astronomy in movies, TV, and other media. It includes a great page debunking the claims of those who think the Moon landing was a hoax. Unfortunately, while I was devouring that site, I wasn't working on this chapter. So the only thing I can say is...”

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“Gomen nasai,” three rather disheveled teenagers said, bowing to the slightly mussed older woman, blushing.

“What the hell do you think you were doing?” Akane demanded. “I have half a mind to call your parents...”

“Um... Tendo-san?” A quiet voice asked. A girl dressed in the same uniform as two of the other girls, with glasses balanced on her nose. Two other girls from the same school were with her, but they hadn't participated in the fight.

“Yes?” Akane asked warily.

“They thought you were Kiima.” She said, blushing under the scrutiny. She bowed. “Sorry I didn't speak up sooner.”

Akane waved off her apology. “At least you did before someone got seriously hurt...” She started when she saw that there was a man nearby. “Ra...”

“Good morning, Tendo-san,” Ranma said, cutting her off. “I'm Takeda Kappei. Sorry I didn't get here sooner, but I came back as soon as your sister told me you were on your way here. If you don't mind waiting a bit, I'll take you to your friend.” He looked at the three tidy schoolgirls of the group. “Tsukino-san, Mizuno-san, Osaka-san, you'd better get to school. Don't worry about your friends. I'll give them a lift after they've had a chance to freshen up.”

Shaking his head, he lead the four females into the apartment building. Once back on the elevator, and on their way up, he said, “I'm forgetting my manners. Ladies, this is my former fiancee, Tendo Akane. Akane, this is Hino Rei, Kino Makoto, and my fiancee Aino Minako.” Ranma reached out and caressed the top of her left cheek with his thumb. “You're going to develop a shiner there, Minako-chan. I'll take you to Dr. Ono after school, and get that fixed up.” He looked from them to Akane. “Sorry about the abrupt greeting, Akane, but I've been drilling operational security into their heads for a while now.”

After the elevator doors opened on the top floor, he led them to his and Minako's apartment. Just as he closed the door, there was a flash of light behind him. “Minako-chan!” Rei said angrily.

Ranma turned around, and saw Sailor V plop down on their sofa. “Oh, please. We agreed that we'd let Ranma's friends in on the secret, and I see no reason to keep hurting when five minutes transformed would let me get healed up.”

Akane stared. “You're Sailor V?” Behind her, Makoto and Rei shared a look, with a shrug and a flash of light, the two transformed as well. “You're Senshi as well?”

“I'm Sailor Mars.”

“And I'm Sailor Jupiter.”

Akane smiled. “So which Sailor Senshi are you, Ranma,” Akane asked teasingly.

“Sailor Saturn.”

The Tendo matriarch blinked. “I was kidding, Ranma.”

“So am I. I'm not a Sailor Senshi. But between my martial arts and my magic, I can fake one pretty well.” Ranma sat down on the couch and put an arm around Sailor V, much to the girl's delight. “The Sailor Senshi were from the Moon Kingdom in the past life. I was the captain of the Royal Guard of the Earth Kingdom.” He saw the look she was giving him. “It's a very long story, and one we unfortunately don't have time for. We've not only got several irons in the fire, but we're juggling them as well.” He looked at Sailor V. “Speaking of which, why on Earth did you think Akane was Kiima?”

The girl looked offended. “Akane-niichuan?”

“I can think of three things that should've tipped you off that she wasn't Kiima.” He looked at the clock. “And if you're going to put yourselves together in time for school, you'd better start now.”

Rei untransformed. “I'll go first. I'm class representative, so I should get there a little early.” She looked down at herself. She was back to her usual immaculate self. “I didn't know that the transformation would do this!”

Sailor V smiled. “I keep forgetting you all have only been at this for two months.” She returned to normal herself. A few seconds later, Kino Makoto was once again standing in the living room as well.

Ranma offered the miko his hand. “Ready to go, Rei-san?”

“Hai.” She hesitated a second. “I know it's silly, after watching you and Minako pop back and forth, but I'm a little nervous.”

“It's a piece of cake. Roof okay?”

“Hai.” She placed her hand in Ranma's. The two faded out, much to Akane's surprise. A second later, they faded back in again.

“Roof's no good, Rei-san. There's some student's up there,” Ranma said with a smile.

“I noticed,” Rei said, blushing heavily. “There's a side chapel that's usually unoccupied at this time of day...”

“I've never been inside, so that's no good. There's an alley nearby. Let's go.” The two faded out again. Ranma returned alone a few seconds later. “Are you two ready?”

Minako looked at the clock. “We've got some time still. I've been thinking, and I still can't see how I should've known that Tendo-san wasn't Kiima.”

Ranma reached out and tugged lightly on Minako's hair. “First clue should've been her hair. I explained Jusenkyou's history to you. Kiima in her cursed form wouldn't have long hair.”

Minako smirked. “I've seen you alter not only hair length, but color and style as well. I wasn't about to assume she didn't have similar skills.”

Ranma blinked. “That's a good point. Well, another clue is that it's been over ten years since Kiima drowned Akane at Jusenkyou. She's not a teen anymore.” Seeing Akane's expression, he added. “She's a rather delicious looking Christmas cake.” The woman rolled her eyes as the two teens giggled.

“Sensei,” Makoto said between giggles. “No offense, but you could both pass for high school if you wanted.” Seeing the looks both adults were giving her, she added, “When 'Tomoe-sensei' showed up right after I found out I was Sailor Jupiter, I wasn't thinking adult. I was thinking, 'Sempai.'” She rolled her eyes. “After that group date Usagi-chan dragged you into, I had to remind her that you're ten years older than us.”

“Fourteen,” Ranma corrected automatically. He sighed. “Now the third reason seems rather silly.” He looked sideways at Akane. “Should I get some hot water?”

Akane laughed. “If it makes you feel better...”

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Five seconds later, Ranma found himself thrown through the window of his apartment, thirty stories above the pavement...

Author's notes: Really short chapter today. Ranma wasn't the only one surprised by Kiima. ^_^

[Ordieth117]

Spoiled Brats

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That aside, ... holy crap, that really was Kiima!? Impressive!