Subject: [FFML] [sF] [R.5] Sun-starved
From: "Nikholas F. Toledo Zu" <niftol@i-manila.com.ph>
Date: 4/9/1998, 2:30 AM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

"Hey!  HEY!!"

Mousse beckoned over to Ryoga from the bushes:  "over here!", which
immediately stopped the latter's door interrogation/harrassment.

"He's knocked out," he said by way of explanation;  rather 
redundant, considering the fishcake-eyed look that the Guide had.

"Great... frisk him for a copy of..."

"I got it!"

"Huh?"  In the distance, Ranma was waving an old-looking piece of
(parchment?) paper in one hand, while dragging along two weird-
looking lumps behind him with the other.

*****

Hiroshi sidled over to his companion, who was intently gazing 
heavenward, ears cradled with the oversized headphones.  "It's
beautiful, isn't it?"

"Hmm?"

He fixed his eyes on the other's face.  "The night sky holds many
wonders... all throughout history, men great and small look upon
the heavens... hoping to find gods, aliens, the impossible and the
unthinkable.  I think..." here he sounded hoarse, almost choking,
"that all we really want to know... is ourselves..."

"GEEZ!"  Daisuke nearly jumped out of his seat.  "Geez, Hiroshi!
Don't do that!"  He calmed himself.  "J-just aim that thing, okay?"

"Can't a guy have any fun?"  Hiroshi sniffled, minding the dish as
it speared it's wavelengths through several micro-parsecs of space.
"Why couldn't you have invited Sayuri or Yuka?  Or maybe Ranma and
Akane... god knows what we might have a peek at..."

Daisuke notched off on his starchart.  "Akane said Ranma had to go
get a 'major overhaul' or somesuch... wait.  There.  Hoooold it."

"What?  What is it?"

Daisuke's eyes widened.  "I... I don't believe it."  He took a
fresh sheet of paper and began nicking off a set of slashes, dashes
and dots.  He stopped, then read it.  "Oh my God," he mouthed.

Hiroshi peered uncomprehending, then said, "oh, is that who it is?"

*****

"Let me get this straight," Ryoga said with a vein-pulsing fist,
cringing with barely held anger, "you guys got a morse-code signal
from outer space which said 'Aliens need breeding males'?!"

Hiroshi hid behind the "Earth men are easy" placard, but Daisuke
seemed undaunted.  "After we got a radio transceiver, we got most
of the story... seems that there was this big war... and all the
'men' had to go... they all died, leaving this whole planet of..."

"Lesbians."  Hiroshi has to fend off nasty looks.  "It has 
historical precedent," he was quick to note.

Daisuke bonked him with the 15-language "Will Help Repopulate" 
sign, then said, "so... we offered..."

Ranma butted in, "the WHOLE BLASTED SPRING OF DROWNED MAN?!?"

"No!"  Hiroshi wasn't sure if he was being defensive about being
overtly insightful or not taking advantage of a situation.  "That
was HIS idea."

All eyes on Daisuke.  Ryoga ominously cracked his knuckles.

"W-Well... we did try... Hiroshi's way... we just... weren't 
compatible... so I thought..."

Mousse turned from reviving the Guide and grew horns.  "You 
THOUGHT!?"

"We thought they'd take a small sample and replicate it or 
something... we didn't know they'd take the whole spring..."

The two flunkies cowered beneath the combined maximum battle 
aura manifestation of the three strongest Nerima-based martial
artists.

"Ooh... AIYA!"  The Guide sat up straight.

"KKKKSSHSHSHTTAAANGNGNGGN..." the three behemoth fighters grated.

"Is so-so sooo bad!"

Hiroshi began to hope for several miracles, which, in succession,
did not occur.  Daisuke just wished that he did just get taken by
the aliens, even if it entailed having to put up with "Jailhouse
Rock" all the time...

"HEY!"  The guide set the megaphone to full amplification.  "I'M
TALKING HERE!"

"WHAT?!?!"  the demon trio roared.

"IS NOT SPRING OF DROWNED MAN!"

"WHAT?!?"

Hiroshi sighed.  "That's great!  And I thought you knew how to read
Chinese..."

Daisuke shrugged, wiping sweat.

The Guide sat down, and shuddered.  "Is much, much, too bad.  Is
most important spring in whole Jusenkyo..."

*****

<<What is THIS?!?>>

The damp, plump man in conscript clothes blinked.  <<It seem I
fall in spring of drown Jusenkyo guide.  Very tragic story...>>

*****

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