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drunkenpandaren) wrote2010-02-24 04:43 pm
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Mr. & Mrs. Aino - Part 2
Day 2
*
*
“Slow.”
“Flexible though.”
“Yes… is that Tai Chi?”
“Yeah, taught it to her when she was little. With a little bit of Yoga.”
“At least her reflexes are sharp. Comes from being a demon hunter?”
“Senshi.”
“Ah yes.”
“Keep your head up!” exclaimed Akane as she lashed out with a kick that Minako barely guarded, being blown backwards from the impact and earning an “oww!” from the girl. The mother of the family leaped after her daughter who yelped and scampered backwards.
Soun looked at Ranma who was watching intently, the family cat, Artemis sitting beside him. “What do you two think?”
“Give her direction and she’ll follow it. She thinks on her feet and has vast raw potential,” said Ranma.
“But she’s just as soft as a normal girl, using her senshi form to soak up hits,” added Artemis. “But maybe that can work to our advantage.”
“Bakusai Tenketsu?” said Soun, following the pair’s trail of thoughts.
“It would stand to reason she’d be able to use Ryouga’s style better than ours. She’s still ridiculously strong being our kid and that bleedover from her senshi powers are affecting her strength and senses now,” said Ranma.
“I’ll go get the boulder.”
*
*
“Auntie Ranko?” exclaimed Minako, staring at her father-turned-girl. “Is this something I need to know like, I dunno, yesterday?”
“Training trip. Curse. Jusenkyo, very tragic story yadda yadda,” said Ranma as she squeezed out her clothing. “So the old man’ll train you.”
“In what?” inquired Minako, looking at the giant panda who raised a sign.
“Speed and Endurance,” read the sign. And flipping it over it read “Run as long as you can until I catch you.”
“And wear these,” said Ranma, holding up a heavy backpack which she gave to Minako.
Minako oofed.
“Now then, start running. And if the old man catches you it’s the Cradle of Hell.”
Minako ran before she could find out what the Cradle of Hell was.
*
*
“The scion of thunder is short but—hey! Don’t walk away while I’m making a speech!”
“Can’t you go one minute without harassing our cousin?” grumbled Teppei Ono to his cousin, the “Scion of Thunder Iori Kuno.”
“Nay, she is fair as ever!”
“That’s gross cuz. She’s family. And if gramps decides to give her a haircut, well, I’m not responsible for the violence that’s going to ensure.”
Minako grumbled. Just because she was here on a training trip didn’t mean she had to temporarily attend Furinkan. She wondered how things were going back home.
*
*
“Now m’boy, the way you’re pulling your punches with those armour piercing roses is nice, but you should at least focus like this.”
Tuxedo Kamen wondered how the old man was able to duplicate his rose trick, but he wasn’t about to turn out the “help” that Ranma Aino sent for them, even if he was a three hundred year old shrivelled pervert who was lodging at Rei’s temple.
*
*
KRAK-THOOM!
Bits and pieces of stone fell everywhere as Minako huffed. “FINALLY!”
“Well whaddya know, it took bacon breath more than a week to master that attack,” remarked Ranma from below the tree. “Minako did it in five.”
Lowering his daughter, he patted her and said, “Go and take a bath Minako-chan. Then we’ll see about massaging all of those aches away.”
Minako nodded and trudged up into the house.
“Teaching the kidlet the BT?” inquired Ryouga from the door. “I didn’t think you had it in you Ranma.”
“Hey porkchop,” said Ranma, trying to get a rise from his old rival who smirked. “I guess I’ll have to do better than that sausage butt.”
“Funny.” Drawled Ryouga. “Seriously though, the BT? I thought you’d have trained her the same way you did.”
“Speed and endurance is being worked on by pop. She spends three hours in the morning dodging the Cradle of Hell.” The two grown men shivered in unison. “But she’s used to taking the impact her fuku gives her. I’m just augmenting that toughness.”
“Makes sense,” said Ryouga. “So when are you teaching her a chi attack?”
“Not gonna,” said Ranma and Ryouga raised an eyebrow. “Sometimes those youma she faces drain energy. I got off lucky because their current crop of enemies, Daimons, don’t do it.”
“Oh right,” said Ryouga. “No amaguriken?”
“Later. She’s already strong and fast in senshi form. I want to see that in action before I teach her anything new.”
“You didn’t before?”
“I was playing the part of Father In Righteous Fury Mode and beating the crap out of a monster made of doorknobs.”
Ryouga blinked. “Right.”
*
*
“Minako Aino.” A pause. “Minako!”
A piece of chalk was hurled at the girl with the intent to strike her on the head, but then Minako’s hand shot up and caught it before she looked up sleepily. “Huh?”
Mrs. Haruna stared for a moment. And then said, “Miss Aino, you’re sleeping in class.”
Minako shook her head clear of cobwebs. “I’m sorry sensei, I’m undergoing training.”
“Training?”
“Dad and mom brought me to their old family home and started training me in the martial arts.”
“And they’re wearing you out?” exclaimed Haruna in disbelief. “well a phone call should put a stop to that.”
“No, no, it’s fine!” exclaimed Minako suddenly. “Trust me, this’ll keep going on for a few months until I master the basics of the Anything Goes.”
Silence. And then Umino exclaimed loudly, “ANYTHING GOES?!”
The class descended into a riot.
*
*
“Go my Daimon!” exclaimed Eudial as the Daimon erupted from the box.
“Boulderion!” exclaimed the giant rock Daimon.
Sailor Moon gaped. “How are we going to fight that?!”
Venus, who was still tired, stormed up and poked the Daimon. ”Bakusai Tenketsu!” And then she walked away, leaving a gaping Eudial and a similarly gaping Boulderion – who then exploded messily into rocky chunks as the Daimon egg was spit out.
“Okay, that’s clearly unfair,” groused Eudial, but she was already in her car as Sailor Moon had begun to charge her attack aimed at her.
*
*
“Slow.”
“Flexible though.”
“Yes… is that Tai Chi?”
“Yeah, taught it to her when she was little. With a little bit of Yoga.”
“At least her reflexes are sharp. Comes from being a demon hunter?”
“Senshi.”
“Ah yes.”
“Keep your head up!” exclaimed Akane as she lashed out with a kick that Minako barely guarded, being blown backwards from the impact and earning an “oww!” from the girl. The mother of the family leaped after her daughter who yelped and scampered backwards.
Soun looked at Ranma who was watching intently, the family cat, Artemis sitting beside him. “What do you two think?”
“Give her direction and she’ll follow it. She thinks on her feet and has vast raw potential,” said Ranma.
“But she’s just as soft as a normal girl, using her senshi form to soak up hits,” added Artemis. “But maybe that can work to our advantage.”
“Bakusai Tenketsu?” said Soun, following the pair’s trail of thoughts.
“It would stand to reason she’d be able to use Ryouga’s style better than ours. She’s still ridiculously strong being our kid and that bleedover from her senshi powers are affecting her strength and senses now,” said Ranma.
“I’ll go get the boulder.”
*
*
“Auntie Ranko?” exclaimed Minako, staring at her father-turned-girl. “Is this something I need to know like, I dunno, yesterday?”
“Training trip. Curse. Jusenkyo, very tragic story yadda yadda,” said Ranma as she squeezed out her clothing. “So the old man’ll train you.”
“In what?” inquired Minako, looking at the giant panda who raised a sign.
“Speed and Endurance,” read the sign. And flipping it over it read “Run as long as you can until I catch you.”
“And wear these,” said Ranma, holding up a heavy backpack which she gave to Minako.
Minako oofed.
“Now then, start running. And if the old man catches you it’s the Cradle of Hell.”
Minako ran before she could find out what the Cradle of Hell was.
*
*
“The scion of thunder is short but—hey! Don’t walk away while I’m making a speech!”
“Can’t you go one minute without harassing our cousin?” grumbled Teppei Ono to his cousin, the “Scion of Thunder Iori Kuno.”
“Nay, she is fair as ever!”
“That’s gross cuz. She’s family. And if gramps decides to give her a haircut, well, I’m not responsible for the violence that’s going to ensure.”
Minako grumbled. Just because she was here on a training trip didn’t mean she had to temporarily attend Furinkan. She wondered how things were going back home.
*
*
“Now m’boy, the way you’re pulling your punches with those armour piercing roses is nice, but you should at least focus like this.”
Tuxedo Kamen wondered how the old man was able to duplicate his rose trick, but he wasn’t about to turn out the “help” that Ranma Aino sent for them, even if he was a three hundred year old shrivelled pervert who was lodging at Rei’s temple.
*
*
KRAK-THOOM!
Bits and pieces of stone fell everywhere as Minako huffed. “FINALLY!”
“Well whaddya know, it took bacon breath more than a week to master that attack,” remarked Ranma from below the tree. “Minako did it in five.”
Lowering his daughter, he patted her and said, “Go and take a bath Minako-chan. Then we’ll see about massaging all of those aches away.”
Minako nodded and trudged up into the house.
“Teaching the kidlet the BT?” inquired Ryouga from the door. “I didn’t think you had it in you Ranma.”
“Hey porkchop,” said Ranma, trying to get a rise from his old rival who smirked. “I guess I’ll have to do better than that sausage butt.”
“Funny.” Drawled Ryouga. “Seriously though, the BT? I thought you’d have trained her the same way you did.”
“Speed and endurance is being worked on by pop. She spends three hours in the morning dodging the Cradle of Hell.” The two grown men shivered in unison. “But she’s used to taking the impact her fuku gives her. I’m just augmenting that toughness.”
“Makes sense,” said Ryouga. “So when are you teaching her a chi attack?”
“Not gonna,” said Ranma and Ryouga raised an eyebrow. “Sometimes those youma she faces drain energy. I got off lucky because their current crop of enemies, Daimons, don’t do it.”
“Oh right,” said Ryouga. “No amaguriken?”
“Later. She’s already strong and fast in senshi form. I want to see that in action before I teach her anything new.”
“You didn’t before?”
“I was playing the part of Father In Righteous Fury Mode and beating the crap out of a monster made of doorknobs.”
Ryouga blinked. “Right.”
*
*
“Minako Aino.” A pause. “Minako!”
A piece of chalk was hurled at the girl with the intent to strike her on the head, but then Minako’s hand shot up and caught it before she looked up sleepily. “Huh?”
Mrs. Haruna stared for a moment. And then said, “Miss Aino, you’re sleeping in class.”
Minako shook her head clear of cobwebs. “I’m sorry sensei, I’m undergoing training.”
“Training?”
“Dad and mom brought me to their old family home and started training me in the martial arts.”
“And they’re wearing you out?” exclaimed Haruna in disbelief. “well a phone call should put a stop to that.”
“No, no, it’s fine!” exclaimed Minako suddenly. “Trust me, this’ll keep going on for a few months until I master the basics of the Anything Goes.”
Silence. And then Umino exclaimed loudly, “ANYTHING GOES?!”
The class descended into a riot.
*
*
“Go my Daimon!” exclaimed Eudial as the Daimon erupted from the box.
“Boulderion!” exclaimed the giant rock Daimon.
Sailor Moon gaped. “How are we going to fight that?!”
Venus, who was still tired, stormed up and poked the Daimon. ”Bakusai Tenketsu!” And then she walked away, leaving a gaping Eudial and a similarly gaping Boulderion – who then exploded messily into rocky chunks as the Daimon egg was spit out.
“Okay, that’s clearly unfair,” groused Eudial, but she was already in her car as Sailor Moon had begun to charge her attack aimed at her.