Well, here's a preview of a small one-shot project I'm working on besides Aa! 
Megami-Sensei! ("What?  He actually can write something besides Aa! 
Megami-Sensei?!  Who'd ever thought?").  I hope to have this done before Anime 
Expo, since, I'm working on AMS 12 at the same time.

Lemme know what you guys think of the premise so far...


Peter L. Ward          falcon@best.com          Kyusaku on IRC #Anime!
Caretaker of the Urd Shrine (http://www.best.com/~falcon/urdhome.htm)

"If you see something this big, with eight legs, let me know so I can
kill it before it can develop language skills!" - Ambassador Londo


-------------- Enclosure number 1 ----------------
Peter L. Ward presents

An "I'm Not a Pioneer!" Production


Tenchi Muyo

Tenchi Goes to Disneyland!


[The story opens on a sunny late June day at the Masaki house-
hold.  Streams of sunlight flow through the kitchen windows as
Tenchi and the girls finish up another excellent breakfast
prepared by Sasami.  As they watch TV, a commercial comes on the
screen.]


     [Sasami, pointing to the TV]

Hey, Tenchi!  How come you never take us there?


     [Tenchi]

Huh?  You mean Disneyland?  I didn't know you wanted to go there,
Sasami.


     [Sasami]

Well, it looks so fun!  Can we go there, Tenchi?


     [Tenchi]

Well...


     [Sasami]

Please, Tenchi...


     [Mihoshi]

I want to go too!


     [Tenchi]

Really, Mihoshi?


     [Mihoshi]

Why, yes, Tenchi!  Those mice look soooo big and friendly there! 
I didn't know mice on this planet got so big!


     [Tenchi]

Ummm...er...Mihoshi....


     [Aeka]

I'd like to come along as well, Tenchi.


     [Ryoko]

Yeah, after all, it's just the right speed for our little prin-
cess here!


     [Tenchi]

Ryoko!


     [Aeka]

Well, no one's asking *you* to come along, Ryoko.  In fact, you
can stay home and I'll have Tenchi all to myself...


     [Ryoko]

Tenchi!  Take me along too!


     [Tenchi]

Well, it seems we're making a party of this.  I'll just have to
get a hold of my Dad and see when he could take us.


     [Washuu]

Why wait?  We can go now, since I'm the greatest scientist in the
universe!


     [Sasami]

Really, Washuu?


     [Washuu]

But of course!  In fact, we can go to any Disneyland on the
planet!  All I have to do is create a portal from my lab to our
destination, since it's in another dimension.  I heard that the
one in the place you earthlings call Europe is a real pit,
though, so I wouldn't suggest going there...


     [Tenchi]

What about language barriers, Washuu-chan?  After all, we speak
Japanese, and I'm pretty sure they speak English at the ones in
America.


     [Washuu]

You think that your primitive habit of using different languages
are going to stop the galaxy's greatest genius?  Not on your
life!  Come on!


[Washuu leads Tenchi and the other girls into her lab and over to
her main console.  She creates a holo-keypad, types on in a
second, and as it pops back out of existence, six little earplugs
pop out of thin air and into her waiting hands.]


     [Washuu]

Here we go!  The first batch of my experimental Universal Trans-
lators.  Just pop one in your ear, and you'll not only be able to
understand what any other sentient is saying, but they'll be able
to understand you!


[Tenchi takes one tenatively, and follows Washuu's instructions,
as do the others]


     [Tenchi]

So how do we know if these things are working or not, since we
all understand each other anyway?


     [Aeka]

Ummmm...Tenchi?  Your voice sounds different now...


     [Tenchi]

What?!

     [Ryoko]

She's right!  Now you sound like a real dork!


     [Aeka]

I wouldn't talk, Ryoko.  You sound like a chain-smoker now.


     [Ryoko]

What??  My beatiful voice gone?  What is this?!


     [Aeka]

Hahahaha....serves you right, you old witch!


     [Ryoko]

Well, your voice suits you perfectly now.  After all, it has the
sound of nails scratching a chalkboard that matches your person-
ality sooo well.


     [Aeka]

What was that?!


     [Mihoshi]

Now stop that, you guys!  We're supposed to be having fun!


     [Ryoko, whispering to Aeka]

Hey, is it just me, or does she sound a bit more intelligent to
you?


     [Aeka, whispering back]

Yes, it does.  Scary, isn't it?  I'm suprised the translators are
working around her at all!


     [Washuu, standing back and taking notes]

Hmmmmm...looks like there are a few bugs to work out in the
translators.  Oh, well!  As long as they translate, there'll be
no problems!


     [Sasami]

Hey, Washuu, so when are we going to go?


     [Washuu, again typing at a holo-keypad]

Soon as we can pick which one we go to.


[A holographic globe hovers into view, spinning around at Wa-
shuu's command]

     
     [Washuu]

Now, there's one in this place you call Japan, Tenchi, but there
are two more in this region you call North America.  One's here
on the west coast of the region, and the other's on this peninsu-
la at the other end.  There's also the one here in Europe, but as
I said, it's supposed to be a real pit.


     [Sasami, pointing to one in California]

I wanna go to this one!


     [Tenchi]

There, huh?  What about customs, Washuu?


     [Washuu]

What about them?  We're going there directly, so we don't have to
deal with the customs department there!  After all, intergalactic
geniuses like myself don't have to deal with such drudgery! 
Anyway, I'll set up the portal to compensate for the time differ-
ences.  We don't want to go there after hours...at least not this
time!


[Meanwhile, deep underground somewhere in California, is a
dimly-lit control bunker.  It's not terribly big, and has only
three control stations in a triangular formation.  In fact, the
monitors from the three stations are the only apparent source of
light for the room.  A closer inspection of the lower left-hand
one reveals that it's not actually hooked up to anything and that
the displayed images are for show only.

Seated at the station forming the pinnacle of the triangle is an
oversized, seedy-looking being that couldn't be mistaken for
anything that came from this world.  His gloved hand grasps the
nearly-used cigar out of his mouth while he turns his head
towards the figure at the lower right-hand console.]


     [Head figure, speaking in a very high-pitched voice]

So, are the anti-grav generators in place and functional?


     [2nd. figure, speaking in a squawky voice]

Yes, sir!  All diagnostics check A-OK and the generators are
ready to go at any time!


     [Head figure]

Good, good.  And the weapons systems?


     [2nd.figure]

They check out as well.  Just give the word and we can start the
operation.


     [Head figure]

Excellent.  For years, the dim-witted inhabitants of this back-
water world have funded our secret plot to subjugate them through
their addiction to entertainment.  Thanks to our friend Mr.
Disney, we have amassed a vast financial empire.  As soon as we
turn it into a global dictatorship under my reign, I think we'll
take him out of cryogenic hibernation just so he can see what he
contributed to.  Yes, planet Earth, long a neglected subject
world of that infernal planet Jurai, will become the starting
point of the Rodentis Empire, under the rule of Leader Mick!


[A third figure enters the room, heavily laden with bags full of
sodas and popcorn.  Immediately upon entry, he stumbles and
spills the contents of the bags onto the dummy console.]


     [3rd. Figure]

Gawrsh!  Sorry 'bout that, guys!


     [2nd. Figure]

You goof!  Those were for our victory celebration tonight!


     [Goof]

Wel1, sorry Don!  I didn't mean to do that!  At least the sodas
are okay!


     [Don]

You could've ruined our plan to take over the world!  You're
lucky that Leader Mick hasn't executed you after all these years
on this planet after you crashed our ship here a century ago!


     [Mick, to himself]

It's a good thing we made that idiot's console an appropriately
dummy one...