by LawOhki » Sat Oct 23, 2010 9:39 pm
Floating off the floor, Ryoko passed through her door, and out into the home. Eyes nearly shut, she acted on autopilot, phasing down through the floor to come to a rest next to the table. Rubbing at her eyes, she made out a male form next to her, and because their hair wasn’t cut short like Tenchi’s, she assumed it was Ranma. Ayeka was also seated nearby but as usual she ignored the haughty princess.
“Morning.” She mumbled.
“Hi Ryoko.” Ranma answered in a far too chipper voice.
“How was the trip?” Personally she had no desire to go back and forth between realities. She was happy right where she was at. Occasionally she’d take a trip to one of her favorite planets, raise some chaos with Ryo-Ohki, just normal stuff.
“I’m still on it.” Her brother answered, his voice sounding so amused that she wanted to punch him for it.
“Now listen--.” Nearly falling over the table, she swore off sake for at least a day, Ryoko grabbed Ranma’s shirt. “I don’t care how fast you are, I just have to get a hold of you, and then you’re mine. Got it little brother?”
“Little brother? You’ve never called me that before.”
“Hmm?” Blinking her eyes, she focused more on who she was currently holding. For one the eyes weren’t green but a dark shade of blue. The boy’s hair was black and he had normal human ears. “Who are you?” She asked, realizing that it was indeed a Ranma that she was looking at, but he looked more like what he did when she first met him.
“You’re not that slow are you Ryoko?” He smiled, still annoyingly amused.
“Alright, spill.” Grabbing the front of his shirt with her other hand, she quickly rose to her feet, and hauled him up off the floor.
“The tuner broke again.” Her blond brother exited the kitchen, helping Sasami bring in the food along with Mihoshi. “So we have some visitors.”
“She should destroy that stupid thing.” Ryoko said with a huff and let the strange Ranma go so she could sit back down.
“No matter the reality, Ryoko is still Ryoko.” The visiting Ranma smiled and shook his head, and sat back down casually. Narrowing her eyes, Ryoko looked the newcomer up and down, and noted the Jurai clothing.
“Such a sad thought.” Ayeka chimned in, having been silent up until this point.
“How many visitors?” She asked, not helping set the table.
“Nine.” Her brother answered.
“At least it wasn’t us this time.” She yawned. “So where are they?”
“I don’t know, I haven’t asked Mom yet what’s going on.” Ranma shrugged his shoulders. “But there are two that are sleeping during the day. So don’t open the closet under the steps.”
“So where is our dear sweet and loving mother?” She asked sarcastically.
“Right here, my oh so ungrateful child.” Washu said from behind her. Teleporting away from her position, she just missed having Washu cuff her in the back of the head. “You’re getting quicker.”
Sticking her tongue out at her mother, she settled down at a spot opposite from the red head. “So your great invention failed again?”
“Fail?” Washu looked hurt at the accusation. “Why it has merely worked too well.”
“Why hasn’t anyone else woken up yet?” The black haired Ranma asked.
“I was just about to make a decision on that.” Washu crossed her arms. “It would be far easier if I simply kept them under sedation until I’m able to locate their home realities. Though this has the problem of me not being able to confirm that it is indeed their reality when I bring them back.” The red head paused for a moment. “So after breakfast I will be waking them up one by one, explaining the situation, and hopefully we can all get along.”
“That sounds like a reasonable plan.” Her brother nodded to himself.
“What could possible go wrong?” She added.
