Warning. The following is the result of an idea that was dreamed up by three 
guys in a car while cruising mountain roads. No Alchoholic Beverages were 
involved.

You have been warned.

Compliments warm the heart......
Criticisim Strengthens the Soul.....
Flames Shall Be Used As Target Practice. :-)

Disclaimer: Tenchi Muyo is the property of Pioneer. No money is being made 
from this and no such intent should be inferred.


**************
"Just so we don't have any unfortunate accidents, like with the
Splugorthians, you ARE Tenchi Masaki, correct?"
"YES... ahem, yes... that's me. I'm Tenchi. And what are Splugorthians?"
"Extinct."
-Bishonen Muyo OAV#1


Mihoshi had an...affliction. One of those afflictions that nice girls didn't 
talk about.

Ever.

Unfortunutly, while the nanites in her body protected her against a wide 
range of diseases, ills, poisons, and pathogens, they did not protect against 
this. Why should they? They had been designed by a man, and men did not think 
about such things. 

Ever.

And so Mihoshi, in need of relief, had gone to Washu only to be told to 
return in a few hours, which she did.

"Um, Washu? About my..." She made a downward motion with her hand.

"Hm? Over there on the table," Washu said, indicating a nearby table. Her 
eyes were focused on the screen in front of her and she obviously asorbed in 
whatever scientific marvel was onscreen. "The white colored lotion in the 
bottle."

"Thanks!" Mihoshi chirped, going over to the table and then leaving.

The   computer made on odd sound, and Washu grinned. "Yes! Tetris!"

Later, the scientist wandered over the table and frowned. Where was it? "Oh 
well," she said, grinning devilishly. "I'll just have to obtain another 
sample."

**************
One Month Later...

Mihoshi groaned, resting her chin on the table.

"How are you feeling, Mihoshi?" Sasami asked, changing the ice pack on top of 
the blonde's head.

"Horrible," was the reply. "It's all a blur."

"Serves you right," Ayeka said. "You shouldn't have gone drinking with Ryoko 
last night."

"Excuse me? Princess, you were knocking them back two at a time."

"I was not!"

Ryoko held up a photo and the morning fight promptly ensued.

Mihoshi ran to the bathroom and they could hear her heaving breakfast into 
the toilet.

For the next week, every morning, Mihoshi threw up and Washu finally dragged 
her into her lab for an examination. When they emerged, Washu was pale and 
Mihoshi was grinning from ear to ear like the Chesire Cat.

"Well?" Tenchi asked. "Is she okay?"

Washu's mouth opened and closed a few times. "She...she..." Washu began but 
was cut off as Mihoshi loudly exclaimed;

"I'm pregnant!"

Even Ryo-Oki fainted.

****************
Six months later....

"In this envelope," Washu announced one evening after dinner. "Is the 
identidy of the father of Mihoshi's baby!" 

The three men at the table stiffened and then as one, everyone turned to 
stare at Nobiyuki.

"I didn't do it!" he qauiled, shrinking away from their gaze.

With a flourish, Washu tore the envelope open, unfolded the paper within and 
stared at it for a moment. Then she smiled and snickered softly.

"Well?" Ryoko and Ayeka demanded. "Who is it?"

"Inconclusive," Washu said and tore the paper to shreds, which promptly 
vanished.

"Tell me, Miss Washu," Ayeka said softly. "You are the greatest genius in the 
universe. You have technology beyond the understanding of most mortals at 
your command..." She reached over the table and grabbed the scientist by her 
shirt. "SO HOW CAN A SIMPLE DNA SCAN BE 'INCONCLUSIVE'?"

Even later on, after all the fuss had died down, Ayeka would still be at a 
loss to explain how she wound up on the roof of the shrine after she grabbed 
Washu's shirt.

****************
It had been a grueling fifteen month wait. By the end, Mihoshi's normally 
cheerful mood had vanished completly to be replaced by a foul tempered 
hellion who's screeching cries echoed throughout the house, carying 
complaints, prayers, and curses upon the father of her child.

But finally, one morning, the house was awakened by a new sound.

A baby's cries.

Sasami was the first to reach the living room, where a very tired Mihoshi sat 
on the couch, cradling a small bundle and smiling weakly. Washu sat next to 
her, looking extremly proud. "It's a boy!" The scientist announced as Sasami 
bounded onto the couch. 

"Oh, how cute," Sasami exclaimed, peering inside the bundle. "He looks just 
like Tenchi!"

In unison, the left eyebrows of Ryoko and Ayeka began to twitch...

Author's note:
I'd like to take a moment to apologize for a post last week. It was sent to 
the FFML by accident and I didn't realize what had happened until the tempban 
was issued. If nothing else, it was a reminder that I need to double check my 
send fields before I hit send. In any case, I'm sorry for the off topic post 
and I promise to endevor to be more alert.

And on other notes: This sprang out of an argument about whether or not 
Mihoshi and Kiyone were lesbians, which in turn was the result of my 
attempting to explain "Insertion" and Mihoshi's role in it. I think it really 
started with the question of if there was a Ranma/Marmalade Boy crossover.

Man, is the creative process convouluted or what?

>From the argument, after a brief foray into who would bed who if given the 
chance, we started discussing fics, and in the course of events, "The Great 
Mystery" was laid out and when I got home, it was simply a matter of writing 
it. I hope you enjoyed it and please C&C

Thanks.

*************
Steve "Komodo" T.
 "Then we would drink a lot of beer, and when Mantook was ready, he would 
tell me the story of the Great Moose, who said to the Little Squirrel, "Hey, 
Rocky, watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat."
-Jim Carrey on Just For Laughs



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