Here's part 3 again with some minor changes and clarifications. Enjoy!
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Some untitled Tenchi Fic
By: John Harding
Part 3:
After a few minutes, I finally came to. I was not alone. All eight
of them were still in the room. I soon found out that I was wet. <So
that�s how they woke me up huh�> And lo-and-behold, there was the
light blue-green haired woman holding the tell-tale bucket.
"Ryoko, that wasn�t very nice!" said the youngest of the men.
"Hey, he deserved it," she retorted. Then, holding up another
bucket, smiling mirthfully, she said to me, "Now get up before I splash
you again."
"Yes ma�am." I said, pulling myself off the floor. No sooner had I
straightened out my clothes (as best as I could, considering that they
were wet), then all of the women crowded around me asking questions.
Unfortunately for me, I could understand them this time. I held out my
hands and gestured for them to SHUT THE HELL UP. "Please, one at a
time?"
"You shouldn�t badger our guest like that," said the young man.
"Guest? He�s no guest. He just dropped in out of the blue!" whined
Ryoko.
"Actually, it�s no fault of his own," said the magenta-haired woman,
"That was a naturally occurring dimensional portal. And none of the
primitive ground vehicles from this planet could have stopped in time to
avoid it. It was a piece of crap too."
"Naturally occurring dimensional portal?" asked another women, one
with dark green hair.
"Yea," I interjected, trying to sound smart, "since when do
dimensional portals occur naturally?" The two facefaulted.
"What do you know about dimensional portals?" asked the genius
scientist.
"Absolutely nothing," I replied, putting on my best �cute� face.
Everyone who had been listening to the exchange bigsweated.
The woman with the dark green hair seemed to take my little antic a
little harder than the rest. She slouched a little, closed her eyes,
and muttered something about "Mihoshi." I�d later find out exactly what
she meant.
"Anyways," said the genius scientist, "You flew through a spontaneous
rift that formed between our two dimensions and ended up here."
"Do tell," I replied, trying to sound interested.
"Yes," she continued, "I don�t know why the portal formed, but you
traveled through it and landed here."
"Very cool and all, but how do I get back to my dimension?"
"You don�t."
"WHAAAAAT?!"
"Well you see, there are a nearly infinite number of parallel
dimensions in the multiverse. The portal you took threw you into a
completely random dimension. Trying to send you to your home dimension
would be a shot in the dark. The chances of success are minuscule at
best�"
I shuddered and got a pleading look on my face. "How minuscule?"
"Oh, 3,141,592,653,589,793,239 to 1 I�d venture to say."
My head started to spin again, but I fought it this time and remained
on my feet. This was the worst news I had heard all day. [John�s
talent for understatement strikes yet again.] I was horrified, and it
showed. "That can�t be right�it CAN�T!"
"You�re right. The actual number is closer to 1 � 10
3,141,592,653,589,793,239 to 1."
Though I was numb with shock and on the verge of all out panic, I
maintained enough of my composure to respond in a rational manner.
"AAAAAAAH!!!!! THIS IS HORRIBLE!!!! WHY DID THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN TO ME
OF ALL PEOPLE!!! ARRRRRGH!"
"Yes. You�re stuck here," she said with a straight face.
"D�uh�duh duh�I�*sigh*" I stuttered, resigning to fate. Things were
looking rather bleak at that point.
"Well, I guess you�re gonna be here for a while," said the young man
with a sigh, "My name is Tenchi Masaki."
"I forgot mine," I said, completely out of it.
"Where�s he going to sleep? This place is cramped enough as it is!"
whined Ryoko. Again, this seemed like a common occurrence.
Just then, the oldest of the men came up, smiled, and said, "You�ll
just have to share Tenchi�s Room."
"Grandpa�" resisted Tenchi. But the old man raised a finger to
silence him.
"Come now. Let�s have some tea. There is much to talk about," said
the grandfather.
END OF PART 3