ôAnd you see, Mom,ö said Ranma as he stuffed the last of his clothes into the backpack, ôthatÆs why I have to leave Japan for a few centuries.ö
For the last fifteen minutes, Ranma had been explaining his current situation to his Mother, where he was currently staying, and what he would be doing soon afterwards. He left quiet that he was hoping that America would be a place he could go without the chaos following him.
He didnÆt know that Chaos was currently learning English; including phrases like ôthereÆs the pervertö and ôletÆs hit him with cold water.ö
Nodoka, however, was still envisioning the two grandchildren her son was supposed to have provided her. So, it was understandable that she had missed his entire explanation for his current troubles; much of which was her own fault in the first place.
ôWell, I gotta go, Mom,ö said Ranma as he hefted his backpack. ôIÆll call you when I get to the DiggersÆ house.ö
Nodoka finally snapped out of her stupor. ôThe what? Where? Why?ö
Sighing at the fact his time was running short, Ranma once again explained what was going on, where the fiancÚes and family were, and why he was leaving Japan.
Suffice to say, Nodoka was not amused. ôIÆm afraid you canÆt leave quite yet,ö said Nodoka.
ôUm, why?ö he asked, not seeing a problem. After all, he had explained how Sailor Moon had just ruined his life, and he needed to leave before the others could get back.
ôWell, while I am saddened that you did not give me grandchildren by being manly with Sailor Moon,ö she said, accepting that as a reason why the super heroine did not seek RanmaÆs hand in marriage or NodokaÆs help in raising her child, ôyou still must accept responsibility for what has occurred between you and Usagi Tsukino.ö
Ranma blinked. I donÆt know a Usagi, do I? He knew his memory of faces and names were pretty poor. ôUm, whoÆs she, Mom?ö
ôWhy, sheÆs the nice girl currently carrying your child.ö
Ranma fell to the ground onto his rear. ôHow?ö
Nodoka blinked, figuring he would at least remember that. Ah, my son has been manly with too many women lately to remember how he granted me one. He must be so manly; he doesnÆt have time to remember their faces. ôWell son, sheÆs the daughter of my old college roommate, who told her mother that you knocked her up with my grandchild.ö
Ranma wanted to cry. Now girls he had never even met were making claims on him. Why does this shit keep happening to me?