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"The Replacement Ranmas"
by Angus MacSpon
macspon@ihug.co.nz
http://shell.ihug.co.nz/~macspon/fanfic/index.html
Part Two
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[The Tendo home. Early morning.]
TENCHI: School? Do I have to?
KAJI: Certainly. You have to have an education if you're going to pilot
an Eva -- er, well, maybe that's not such a good example.
TENCHI: Going to school in Tokyo. Somehow that sounds awfully familiar.
ASUKA: Is he still complaining? And hey, shouldn't you two be sparring
before breakfast, or something?
KAJI: Er ...
ASUKA: You're just not getting into the spirit of this, Saotome-san!
TENCHI: Actually, Akane, I thought I might spar with
_your_ father.
YOSHO [appearing suddenly]: An excellent idea, Ten--er, Ranma. Shall
we step outside for a few minutes?
ASUKA: But this isn't how it's supposed to ... oh, hell, why not?
[They move outside. TENCHI and YOSHO produce bokkens, and take up ready
stances.]
NANAMI [watching]: No, no, no. Bare-handed.
TENCHI: Eh?
NANAMI: The Anything-Goes school of martial arts is primarily a
bare-handed style. No bokkens.
TENCHI: Err, now wait a minute --
YOSHO: Bare-handed, eh? [He cracks his knuckles.] Well, I'm sure that
I can manage something in that direction ...
TENCHI [sweating]: Now hold on there -- I -- I --
YOSHO [advancing]: Yes-s-s-s?
TENCHI: I -- I -- ohmygoshcomeonAkanewe'regonnabelateforschool! [He
grabs ASUKA by the hand and sprints out.]
YOSHO: Heh. That boy has a lot to learn. [He examines his sore
knuckles.]
NANAMI: Not so hot on hand-to-hand, huh? I must remember to adjust my
odds. [She pulls out a tiny notebook and scribbles in it.]
YOSHO: Hmm ... do you really need to stay in Nabiki's character
_that_
much?
NANAMI: Hey, if I'm taking her place for a while, it'd just be bad
manners not to make as much money as possible off you all while I'm
here.
YOSHO: [Facefaults.]
[A street in Nerima. ASUKA and TENCHI appear. They have slowed down
considerably. TENCHI is trying to walk on top of the fence.]
TENCHI: Why'd it have to be bare-handed? What's wrong with swords? In
my series, everyone uses swords!
ASUKA: What, everyone?
TENCHI: Well, nearly everyone.
ASUKA: Please ... don't go quoting Gilbert and Sullivan. I can't
_stand_ Gilbert and Sullivan.
TENCHI: Sorry. Maybe I should have auditioned for Kuno instead, though.
[He scratches his head, and falls off the fence.] Ow. So where's this
school of yours, anyway?
ASUKA: Don't worry. We aren't going there just yet.
TENCHI: Oh? Why not?
[An old woman in a nearby garden suddenly splashes him with water.]
ASUKA: That's why not.
[TENCHI sighs, jumps over the fence, and hides. There is a long, awkward
pause. Then SHAYLA comes running up, breathing heavily.]
SHAYLA: Sorry. [Pants] Caught me by surprise.
ASUKA: Keep an eye on the script, will you? [Sighs] Now we have to
get some hot water to change you back to Tenchi -- I mean, to Ranma -- I
mean -- you know what I mean!
SHAYLA: Oh, why bother? I'll just go to school like this. After all,
_I_ can fight without a sword.
ASUKA: Are you crazy? If you try to fight Kuno you'll burn him to a
crisp!
SHAYLA: And your point is?
ASUKA: ...
SHAYLA: Well?
ASUKA: I'm thinking, I'm
_thinking_!
SHAYLA: Heh. Let me at him!
ASUKA [regretfully]: No. If we don't stick to the script, the author
threatened to dock our pay. Come on, let's get you changed back.
SHAYLA: WHAT?! Oh, come
_on_! It'd be
_worth_ the pay cut! I know
why you're doing this, you just don't want to let me do it because I
fried you a little yesterday! Geez, how small-minded can you get --
ASUKA [smirking]: Here we are. Doctor Tofu's. I'll pop in and get
some hot water.
SHAYLA: Take your time! [ASUKA goes inside.] Sheesh.
[SHAYLA leans against the wall, muttering evilly to herself. After a
minute or so, bored, she pulls out a deck of cards and starts to
practise Pettan. Suddenly she is hit on the head by a motorcycle
helmet.]
SHAYLA: OW! WHAT THE HELL?! [She looks at the figure standing before
her.] What are you doing, you moron? You're supposed to use a
skeleton, not a crash helmet!
KEN NAKAJIMA: Sorry. I ... er, well ... the whole skeleton business
just seemed kind of -- umm ... that is ... [He scratches the back of
his head nervously.]
ASUKA [coming back out]: Awww, is poor Ken-chan afraid of a widdle
skeletums?
KEN: Afraid?! Of -- of course not! I --
[He dashes inside and comes out carrying BETTY. Meanwhile ASUKA
splashes SHAYLA, who changes place with TENCHI.]
KEN: There! You see?! [He poses heroically with BETTY. BETTY's head
falls off.] Oops. Hey, what happened to the cute red-head?
TENCHI: Er, nothing. She, um, had to leave.
ASUKA: Cute? Did you say 'cute'? Why, you old Casanova you! What
would Miyuki say?!
[At that moment, BELLDANDY walks past, holding a shopping basket. KEN
watches her, transfixed. He absent-mindedly tears his crash helmet into
little pieces.]
KEN: Miyuki who?
ASUKA: Oh, this is hopeless. Come on, Ten-- Ranma. Let's get going.
[They head off toward school. KEN glances around to see if anybody is
watching.]
KEN [singing]: 'Am I alone, and unobserved? I am! Then let me own, I'm
a medical sham!'
ASUKA [off]: And NO GILBERT AND SULLIVAN!
[Further down the street. TENCHI and ASUKA run into sight. As they
dash around a corner, ASUKA runs head-first into a young man walking in
the opposite direction. He is tall, and wears Chinese costume. He has
a heavy pack on his back, with an umbrella mounted on top. His long
black hair is tied back in a ponytail, but he's also wearing a bandanna
around his head, making him look rather odd.]
TAMAHOME: Excuse me, but do you know where Furinkan High is?
ASUKA [rubbing her bruised nose]: That's in Tokyo, isn't it? This is
Osaka.
TAMAHOME: Oh, right. Sorry.
[He wanders off, looking confused.]
TENCHI: What was that all about?
ASUKA: I'm just playing with his head. Don't worry about it.
[The Tendo home. YOSHO and KAJI are sitting at the shogi board, in the
middle of a game. They stare intently at the board for some time.]
KAJI: So what are the rules again?
YOSHO: In this series, I don't think it matters.
[Near Furinkan High. TENCHI and ASUKA sprint toward the school gates.]
TENCHI: So let me get this straight. You hate boys?
ASUKA: Of course! It's
_men_ I want!
_Real_ men, like your father!
TENCHI [muttering]: I think I'm gonna be sick.
ASUKA [suspiciously]: I beg your pardon?
TENCHI: Er, nothing.
ASUKA: Yeah, sure. Anyway, what was I saying? Oh, right. I hate
boys! I ... HATE ...
[They enter the gates. A huge crowd of boys are standing waiting for
them. All of them are dressed as ANGELS.]
ASUKA: ... buhhh ...
TENCHI: What the --?
[The ANGELS sprint forward. Some of them are shouting "Akane!" Some
of them are shouting "Asuka!" ASUKA suddenly gets a wild look in her
eyes.]
ASUKA: Excuse me. I'll be right back.
[She dashes away. Moments later there is a deep, rhythmical thudding
sound, as if some giant figure is approaching. We suddenly see a huge
crimson robot, striding toward the school. It nears the ANGELS and
[[ This scene has been heavily censored, ]]
[[ due to excessive violence. ]]
small greasy stains on the ground. The robot stalks off again, wiping
its feet on the grass. Shortly later, ASUKA returns.]
TENCHI: Feeling better?
ASUKA: Much! Thanks!
TENCHI: Okay. Now, if we can just --
MYSTERIOUS VOICE [off]: Remarkable.
[A young man approaches them. He is smooth and charming, in a smarmy
sort of way. He wears glasses, and very ill-fitting Kendo garb. He
throws something to ASUKA, who catches it without thinking. It is an
origami flower, made from folded-together banknotes.]
AOSHIMA: Ah, Akane Tendo. At last you're here. I see you treated those
fools as they deserved.
ASUKA: Uh ... I ... uh ... wait a minute!
_You're_ playing Kuno? That's
ridiculous!
AOSHIMA: Surely you don't think I'd let my beloved Belldandy be in this
story without me? I persuaded the author's casting director to let me
in.
[The fanfic control room. HIROSHI and DAISUKE are sitting, watching the
action. HIROSHI is counting a large wad of money.]
HIROSHI: Eight thousand ... nine thousand ... ten --
DAISUKE: Yeah, yeah. Give me my share, will you?
HIROSHI: At this rate, soon I'll be able to afford a half-hour date
with Nabiki!
[Furinkan High. TENCHI and ASUKA are still facing AOSHIMA. In the
background, a squad of janitors are scraping something messy off the
ground.]
TENCHI: So why were all those guys dressed as Angels?
AOSHIMA: I think there was some kind of confusion about whether they
had to defeat Akane or Asuka.
TENCHI [glancing at the janitors]: Confusion. Right.
ASUKA: They had it coming.
AOSHIMA: Of course. And now, Akane Tendo -- I would --
ASUKA: Oh, please --
AOSHIMA: -- be very much obliged if you'd help me get a date with your
sister Kasumi.
ASUKA: [Facefaults.]
TENCHI: Wait a minute, aren't you supposed to be quoting Shakespeare,
or something?
AOSHIMA: Shakespeare? That poseur? Ha! Never! There is only one
true genius whose exquisite lyrical poetry is worthy of my quoting!
ASUKA: Lyrical --? Oh, no, wait a minute ...
AOSHIMA [singing]: 'I am the very model of a modern noble samurai --'
ASUKA: AUGGGHHHHH!
[END OF PART TWO]
[Closing theme: "Fly Me to the Moon" sung in three-part harmony by
Yosho, Kaji and Aoshima, with every seventh note cut out and played
together as an encore at the end.]
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STARRING:
Ranma Saotome . . . . . Tenchi Masaki ("Tenchi Muyo")
. . . . . Shayla-Shayla ("El-Hazard")
Akane Tendo . . . . . . Asuka Langley Soryu ("Neon Genesis Evangelion")
CO-STARRING:
Soun Tendo . . . . . . Yosho ("Tenchi Muyo")
Kasumi Tendo . . . . . Belldandy ("Oh My Goddess!")
Nabiki Tendo . . . . . Nanami Jinnai ("El-Hazard")
Genma Saotome . . . . . Kaji Ryoji ("Neon Genesis Evangelion")
. . . . . Pen-Pen ("Neon Genesis Evangelion")
Ryoga Hibiki . . . . . Tamahome ("Fushigi Yugi")
Tatewaki Kuno . . . . . Toshiyuki Aoshima ("Oh My Goddess!")
ALSO APPEARING:
Jusenkyo Guide . . . . Batou ("Ghost in the Shell")
Tofu Ono . . . . . . . Ken Nakajima ("You're Under Arrest!")
Disclaimer: All characters are copyright and appear without permission
of their respective copyright-holders.
No pickles were consumed during the writing of this story.
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[EPILOGUE]
[We see EVA-02, holding a minuscule AUTHOR in one hand, and steadily
squeezing tighter and tighter.]
ASUKA: And next chapter, NO MORE GILBERT AND SULLIVAN! Got that?
MacSPON:
*wheeze*
[Fade out.]