Pretty Sammy Fan Fiction / Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Magical Girl Pretty Ranko?! ❯ Ranma's Worst Nightmare ( Chapter 1 )

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pleasure.


Chapter 1: Ranma's Worst Nightmare


Ranma turned over, trying to get a better position to sleep
in. After all, the sun was getting in his eyes. "Wait, something's
wrong", he thought. "Why hasn't Pops thrown me in the water yet?".
With that thought, Ranma opened his eyes.

"Nah, can't be.", he thought as he looked at a figure leaning
over him. *blink* "Nope, still there." He stared into the eyes of
a woman who was in her mid twenties and stood at about a head taller
than him, with blue hair coming down to the end of her back. This,
however, wasn't too surprising to Ranma. He was quite used to blue
hair thanks to Akane...and Ami.

"Listen, lady. I don't know what Oyaji told you, but you
gotta go. It's not safe here."

The lady in question chose not to ignore his comment. "I am
Tsunami, of Juraihelm. I have come a great distance in order to find
you."

Ranma muttered to himself after this. Tsunami, however, was
able to pick up on some of his comments. Was he swearing?! Maybe
this wasn't such a great idea. But, then again, her magic crystal
said that Ranma was the best person for the job. She had to get
Ranma to agree, at all costs.

"Ranma." Ranma ignored her, continuing to swear. "Ranma!!"
If anything, Ranma got louder. "RANMA!!!", Tsunami shouted, almost
at the top of her lungs. This, of course, finally got his attention.
"Ranma, I've come to offer you the position of protector of the peace,
doer of good. I've come to offer you the position as my Magical Girl
Protector."

Ranma screamed. This was worse then he expected. Why
couldn't it have been a challenger, or even a fiancee? But, no, when
he thought things couldn't get any worse...then again, things weren't
irreparable yet. One thing left to try.

"Umm...no?"

"Good, I'm glad that you...wait, what did you say?"

"I said, NO. Look, lady, I 'ppreciate it and all, but I'm a
guy, got it? G-U-Y. GUY!!!"

"You know that that's not too big of a problem.", she
insisted.

Ranma groaned as he thought about how bad things were. Surely
they couldn't get any. "Wait, no it couldn't be.", he thought,
turning towards the door as he felt the ground shake underneath him.
Next thing he new the door to his room was thrown open with such
force that it wobbled and proceeded to fall over, for the 14th time
that week.

"Ranma, what are you...", Akane started, but cut herself off
as she took in the scene. A vein at the top of her forehead started
to pulse as a red battle aura ignited around her. "I should have
known!! RANMA NO BAKA!!!", she finished as she swung her magical
mallet at him. Ranma closed his eyes and prepared for the impact.
This was going to hurt. A lot.

After about 2 minutes of waiting he opened his eyes back up
and turned around to look at Akane. She was just standing there
frozen in mid swing, as if somebody had pressed pause. He waved his
hand a couple of times in front of her face and, getting no reaction,
started to dance around Akane. Tsunami frowned. Why was he singing
"Ding-dong the witch is dead"?

*Ahem* Ranma turned around to see Tsunami still moving
around, and currently she was staring at him. Ranma's eye's narrowed
as an idea formed in his mind.

"Now where were...", Tsunami started, but was cut off by
Ranma.

"Did you do this?", Ranma demanded.

Tsunami sweatdropped. "Yet another mistake, it seems.", she
thought, groaning to herself. "Yes, Ranma, but I can explain. I..."


"If I was to become this magic girl whatzit protector, would
I be able to do that?".

Tsunami did a doubletake. She didn't like lying, but
stretching the truth seemed to be in high order. "Well, you wouldn't
be able to at first.", she drawled. "But", and found herself
confronted by a grinning Ranma, who was currently pumping her arm
back and forth, with her hand between both of his own.

"I'll do it. I'll take the job. Just give me the powers."

Tsunami smiled to herself. Things were going better than she
thought they would. True they had a rocky start, but she expected
him to argue for at least half an hour. Then again, as the old
saying goes, never look a gift cabbit in the mouth!!

She held her hands out in front of her, and a pink baton
shimmered into existence. She looked at it in awe, aw it sparkled in
all it's pink glory, with it's cute heart on the end giving off a
magical glow. This was it. This was...what was that noise?!

Tsunami looked up and saw Ranma rolling on the ground. "Stop
it.", he gasped. "Oh, it hurts....the pain."

Tsunami's eye twitched. Just what did he find so funny?!
"Young lady, are you quite through." This, of course, immediately
caught Ranma's attention.

Ranma's eyes turned deadly serious as he got up. He narrowed
his eyes as he looked at her. "What did you just say?", he stated as
calmly as he could.

Tsunami took an involuntary step back from her new 'Magical
Girl'. Yes, she would definitely be able to correct some of the
wrongs throughout the world, if she was normally as intimidating as
that. "Umm...nothing. I was just commenting on the weather. Yeah,
the weather..."

*sweatdrop* "Well, anyway, thought you were about to give me
my powers, right?"

Tsunami extended the baton towards him in a solemn manner.

"I thought we were done with the jokes.", Ranma said, staring
at the magical 'weapon'. "I don't want any candy right now. I want
my powers!!", he said, his voice increasing as it went along.

Tsunami found her left eye, once again, twitching. So what
if it has candy on the inside. It IS magical candy after all.
"Listen up. You can't access your powers without this wand. If you
want the powers you have to have this thing in hand."

Ranma grimaced as he took the...thing from her. "Okay, now
what?"

"Only you know the phrase that activates your powers. Search
for it in the back of your mind."

Ranma reached into the back of his mind. It was awfully
empty in there. Now, where was that blasted phrase?! Aww...what're
those glowing kanji over in the corner with the cobwebs.

"Umm. Let's see. I've almost got it. There!! There it is!!
Pretty Princess Makeup Activation?", he stumbled.

All of a sudden Ranma was thrown up into the air, and he
started twirling around. Pink lights were flashing everywhere as his
clothes turned into batches of light and vanished. He blinked as his
body was covered with another batch of light, leaving him with a
leotard. His arms extended of their own accord, and after a light
show he had a pair of white glove to go with his pink leotard. This
continued for another couple of minutes until he was left standing in
a victory pose, white skirt, and billowy sleeves flowing about him,
as if by the power of a wind.

"AHHHH!!!!!", Ranma screamed. "What the hell...?!"

"Well, it usually is longer the first time, but after a few
more, you'll transform within...", Tsunami muttered, but stopped as
soon as she stared at Ranma. "Oh, my."

And "Oh, my." pretty much fit the bill. Ranma was standing
there in horror as he practically ripped apart the seams of his new
outfit. Certain *ahem* areas were definitely worse off then others.

"Get it off, get it off.", he started to chant after a little
while. He was interrupted a little while later by Tsunami.
"Umm...you do know that you can change at will now, don't you?"

Ranma blinked. Change at will? He concentrated on becoming
a girl, and, sure enough, he started shrinking in most places,
filling in *ahem* others. She stood there for a little while,
shocked by the outcome.

All of a sudden Tsunami found it awfully hard to breath. It
seems like Ranma didn't know her own strength, as she hugged her at a
power level that is usually used to crush brick.

"Thank you , thank you, thank you." she cried out, as Tsunami
continued to try to gasp for breath. However, she didn't have to
worry. After a half a minute Ranma realized what she was doing.

"Aghhh!", she screamed, while backpedaling away as fast as
she could, scanning the horizon for Ukyo or, worse yet, Shampoo. She
sighed in relief, not seeing the wrecking crew coming towards her.

Tsunami just sat on the floor for the next few minutes,
trying to get her breath back. This was NOT going as she expected.


**Fantasy Sequence**

Tsunami entered the Tendo Dojo, greeted at the door by a
smiling Kasumi. "Oh, my. An honored guest. Please come in. I have
a pie and ice cream waiting for you at the table."

Tsunami entered and sat at the table, as the whole Tendo
clan, along with the Saotomes, stared at her with adoration clear in
their eyes.

She paused for dramatic effect, after she was finished with
her ice cream. She then turned to Ranma. "Ranma, I would grant you
the privilege of being my "Magical Girl". There would be benefits to
it, such as...", but found herself unable to continue when she found
Ranma's finger pressing against her mouth.

"Shhh....it's alright. I don't need anything from you. It's
just an honor to be chosen for such great a task.", he said, tears
running down his face.

"Oh, Ranma. I wish I was the one.", Akane pouted. "Oh, well.
I can't be mad at you or Tsunami-hime. Come over here."

Tsunami found tears running down her own eyes as she was
surrounded by a group hug. This was the single greatest moment in
her life. This was....


**End Fantasy Sequence**


Tsunami was brought back to reality as Ranma continued to
poke her in the ribs. Damn, it was a dream. *sigh*

"Hey, you back yet?"

"Yes, what do you need, Ranko?"

Ranma bent over her head, examining it. "You musta hit your
head pretty hard. Ya even forgot my name!!"

"I didn't forget your name, Ranma. But, while you're in this
form you'll have to go by the name of Ranko. There's a spell that
will protect your identity from the public while you're in your
transformed state, but using your real name will push the spell
beyond it's limits."

"Wait a minute. Back up the boat. Did you just say public?
As in, outside o' this house?"

"Why, of course?!"

"That's it, I quit.", Ranma declared, throwing his hands up
into the air. True, he could transform at will, but it just wasn't
worth it. His dignity could only be pushed so far.

"You can't do that, Ranma. You already shook on it and
accepted the baton of power. Like it or not you ARE the Magical Girl
Pretty Ranko."

Ranm...Ranko's eye started to twist as drool fell down his
chin. "Too much...too much sugggarrrr.", he was heard to croak.

Tsunami gasped in fear. She'd heard about the possibility
before. She'd heard that some people would react this way after
prolonged exposure to the transformation. She must save Ranko!!!
"Quick, Ranma. Think about your normal clothes!!".

Ranko's clothes flickered a couple times, before settling on
his regular black pants and red Chinese shirt. He breathed in and
out a couple of deep breathes. "Phew...she's/I'm safe.", both of
them thought.

Ranma sat up to look at his new...friend?? "Hell no!!", he
thought. "Acquaintance? It's pushin' it, but..."

Tsunami regarded Ranko warily. "Ranko, my time with you
draws short." A vein popped out on her forehead as she heard Ranko
mutter "Good." There are a couple more things you need to know.
First of all, you will not be alone in your endeavors. From now on
you will have a faithful companion to accompany you wherever you go."

A light started to form on the floor next to Ranma, slowly
taking shape.

"C...C...CA.....CAT!!!", Ranma screamed, as he bolted out of
the house, electing to go through the wall rather than take enough
time to move through the door.

Ryo-Ohki stood there blinking. It seemed like this was going
to be a long partnership. A VERY long partnership.


End Chapter 1


Well, there you have it. I came up with this idea late last night
and wasn't able to get any sleep as more and more scenarios kept
popping into my mind. I felt like my head would explode if I didn't
write them down.

I was wondering if anybody could clear something up for me. I'm
going to be doing more than one chapter of this (I'll probably make
it a trilogy) and was wondering if that would make it a spamfic, or
a miniseries? From what I understand, spamfics are usually oneshots,
but tend to have the same kind of humor I tried to create in MGPR.


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