Note: Pioneer/AIC created them. But don't sue me. Kain ate my wallet.

TENCHI MUYO: EXILE
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EPISODE #1: Day of Reckoning...

	Yukinojo double checked the signal, to make 
 certain it wasn't a residual signal from an old 
 distress beacon or television channel broadcast.
 Once both of these possibilities were dismissed,
 the AI set about the twin tasks of pinpointing 
 the location where the signal was emanating from; 
 and determining the identity of the transmitter.
	The first task was fairly simple. With most
 of the Galaxy Police gone, there weren't quite so 
 many signals to sift through, so the AI quickly 
 tracked the signal to earth.
	"Mihoshi." He sighed, somewhat relieved. 

	Mihoshi moaned in her sleep and rolled over, 
 murmuring something about Kiyone being the best.
	Kiyone flushed a bit when she heard how Mihoshi 
 was moaning and her own name mentioned. Could Mihoshi be 
 in love with her? They had had a lot of adventures together, 
 and come to think of it, wasn't Mihoshi always getting 
 really upset when they were separated or when she tried to 
 leave without her?
	"Mmmmmmmmm...." Mihoshi moaned, passionately. 
 "Kiyone....."
	Kiyone's face went beet red. 
	"mmmmmm.... so goooooood..."
	Kiyone was extremely glad they lived alone.

	
	Galaxy Police Detective First Class Mihoshi sat in a
 comfortable lounge chair and slowly savored the most 
 delicious chocolate cake she had ever eaten. Above her, a 
 sign reading "Happy Birthday, Mihoshi." was suspeneded by Azaka 
 and Kamidake.
	Two humanoid cabbits, Ryo-ohki and Kenoki, who had also 
 been Mass-Enhanced at some point, were cheerfully Miya-singing 
 "Happy birthday to you." to her and in the corner, Ryoko looked
 a little too happy. But when Mihoshi saw Trakal tied up with the 
 bows from a few of the presents she'd unwrapped and with one of 
 the party hats stuck on his muzzle like a doctor's mask, she 
 understood and laughed amusedly.
	"This is such a good cake." she told her partner. "Kiyone, 
 you're the best cook in the whole galaxy..."

			***

	Sasami turned the gyoza over in the frying pan while
 Tanaka stir-fried a mixture of fresh vegetables in the wok.
	"Thanks for helping me out, Tanaka." She said.
	"It's the least I can do." Tanaka smiled. "And I need the
 practice. Especially if I'm going to be a wife soon."
	"Wow!" Sasami grinned. "Are you gonna marry Tenchi?"
	Tanaka she her head. "I'm going to marry Trakal." she replied.
	"Oh." Sasami sounded disappointed.
	"You don't think I should marry Trakal?" Tanaka figured the
little girl was just worried about him not being human.
	"I think you should." Sasami giggled. "But my sister and Ryoko are
always fighting over Tenchi and well..."
	"And you thought it would be funny if someone else came along and
swiped him out from under them while they weren't looking?"
	Sasami nodded.
	Tanaka grinned. "Maybe someone will." She shrugged, adding a dash
of mirin and continuing to stir the veggies. "It'd be really funny if 
it
was Mihoshi, don't you think?"
	Sasami considered this for a moment. "Yeah, I guess so." She
replied.
	Realization dawned on Tanaka's face. "You're in love with Tenchi,
aren't you?"
	Sasami nodded.
	"I wish I was old enough to marry Tenchi." She sighed.
	"Well, who knows, by the time Tenchi gets it together maybe you
will be old enough."
	Sasami smiled.
	The front door slid open and then shut again.
	"Sasami," Tenchi called to her, "I'm home."
	For a moment, Sasami imagined herself as Tenchi's wife, fixing a
hot meal for her husband, who'd just returned from a hard day at 
work. At
times like this, it took a bit of effort on her part not to walk into 
the
hall and offer her cheek for him to kiss, like she saw housewives do 
on
some of the American TV shows the set picked up thanks to Washu's 
satellite dish.
	"Oh, hello Tenchi." Sasami looked around, but saw no sign of her
favorite cabbit. "Where's Ryo-ohki?"
	"I'm afraid there was a small problem." Tenchi sighed.
	A moment later, Trakal walked in carrying Ryo-Ohki. 
	The cabbit was unharmed, but looked unhappy. That was quite
understandable given the little handcuffs around its forepaws.
	Trakal was reading a list of charges to the kawaii cabbit.
	"Thirty four counts of carrot theft... tampering with a police
investigation by eating said carrots... conspiracy to steal said 
carrots..." 
	"Trakal!" Tanaka laughed. "Oh come on, dear? Please? For me?"
	Trakal smiled. "...However.. since my fiancee likes you, I'm 
dropping all charges."
	Ryo-Ohki miya'ed happily as Trakal released her from the 
handcuffs. She hopped into the bushel Trakal had been carrying and
quickly devoured three carrots, before Trakal pulled her back out.
	"And just what, may I ask, do you think you're doing?" He
asked her in a stern but calm voice.
	Ryo-Ohki wriggled out of his grip and hopped away, 
grabbing a carrot as she went.
	"Hey! Come back here!" Trakal shouted as he gave chase.
	Truth was he could've caught her quickly, but he loved
the chase, the adrenaline, the exhiliration...