Ranma's Sudden Wedding - Photographic Memories

Unending BE - episode 1215092

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Ranma sat in the back of the car, his three apparent new brides sitting around him. Which was really weird since, last Ranma checked, you couldn't marry multiple girls.

Akane was looking down at the car floor still, still blushing slightly. Nabiki had a shit-eating grin that made Ranma worry about his future. Kasumi was simply smiling happily at him.

“So what’s this ‘Something’?” He managed to squeak out.

“It’s quite a story.” Kasumi said brightly, “We can explain it to you when we reach the hotel.”

“The hotel?”

At this point Nabiki draped her arms around Ranma silencing his broken record tendencies. “Of course Sweetums.” She cooed, “Our wedding night. or did you forget?”

Now being, mentally, at least, a sixteen year old boy,, when confronted with the implications that he was going to get to sleep with beauties he did what one would expect. He froze up and panicked, even more so than he had been previously.

As Ranma was escorted/frogmarched to the hotel, he noticed something a little… odd.

There were a lot less men around then he expected to be in the middle of what he guessed was part of Tokyo. Sure, there were a few, but by far the majority of the people he saw out on the streets were women. Pushed into the hotel it was the same, mostly women.

Hello.” The receptionist at the hotel desk said, “What can I help you with?”

“We have the Saotome-Tendo reservation.” Nabiki spoke up.

“Ah, the Honeymoon Suite.” The receptionist said with romantic sigh, “You girls are so lucky to find a husband, all at once too?”

“We’re sisters.” Kasumi explained.

“Oh I see. I don’t think I could do that with my sister…” The woman said, passing four card keys to the assembled group. Akane notably didn’t let Ranma take one.

It was an… elaborate room. Clearly one intended for a married… couple(?) that would be spending lots of time in it. A very large bet, lots of closets, an entire kitchen and fridge. Complete with a very large tub.

“We’re,uh here? Can I get some answers now?” Ranma said the first words in a while.

“Of course sugar,” Nabiki said, “Kasumi and Akane can explain while I get ready” She sauntered off into the closet, and Ranma shivered in fear.

Two of his wives (How insane was that?) sat on both sides of him on the bed. “Well, ask away!” Akane said.

“Why are we getting married now!?”

“Well Ranma, we’ve been engaged for around a year and a half, I think?” Kasumi answered.

“...what?” Ranma said, “So… so what, I forgot a year and a half of my life? That’s… what?”

“Well, not quite.” Akane shook her head, “Funny but you actually explained this to me and Kasumi-”

“You didn’t trust Nabiki with that knowledge for a while.” Kasumi added in.

“-yeah around a year ago? Basically from what we can get from you you’ve been jumping around.. Err.. time? Yeah.”

“You bounce around, randomly I might add, from the night we got engaged to around six months from now. So a two year period.” Kasumi said, “Or at least last night you told us two years was the seeming limit. Plus the time isn’t synchronized. You may perceive you switching time with your future or past self for say, a week but they were swapped around for a month.”

“It’ll even out probably, eventually.” Akane said.

Ranma blinked, “Uh… OK, how exactly am I going to figure that this isn’t a load of bullshit? For all I know Pops just dressed me up while you knocked me out and helped you cook up this story.”

This seemed to get Akane mad, “Do you think we’d lie to you about this? This is our wedding here!”

“Akane, Ranma has every right to be doubtful.” Kasumi shook her head. “Ranma, look here.” She reached into her pocket and produced a photograph.

Ranma took it and examined it. It was a picture of him and the three sisters. They were all dressed up in kimonos, all surrounding him. He was holding a small pot with some bamboo in it, four pieces of paper attached to it with his name, and he could see pieces of their names as well. He noticed that the Ranma in the photo was a little beaten up, but he was smiling like the girls.

“That’s from Tanabata.” Kasumi said, “You worked really hard to keep our names on that bamboo.” She pulled out a couple more photos, “Here’s one of yours and Akane’s first kiss.”

“Kasumi!” Akane said in a mortified tone, “You have that?”

“Well of course, Nabki thought it was cute.” Kasumi showed the picture to Ranma. He was kneeling on Akane’s lap for some reason and Akane looked shocked.

“Uh.. what?”

“That doesn’t count! You thought you were a cat at the time!” Akane protested.

“Wait… Pops told you about that?” Ranma asked, horrified that at least three people knew about his weakness.

“He didn’t until Kuno got the brilliant idea to shove you, me, and Nabiki into a room full of cats… and a goddamn tiger for some reason.” Akane muttered.

Ranma didn’t know who this “Kuno” was but vowed to punch him in the face later for this.

“Oh.. oh my how did Nabiki get a picture of this?” Kasumi suddenly blushed looking at the next picture she had produced.

“Oh?” What is it?” A grin came to Akane’s face.

“It was that time I was possessed by the Oni and well…” Before Kasumi could put it away Akane reached over Ranma and snatched it out of her hands. Ranma leaned over her to get a look at it and his face reddened as much as the sisters.

Ranma was pressed against the wall by Kasumi. For some reason she had a pair of horns sprouting out of her head, and a very hungry expression on her face. Also her blouse was completely undone allowing a black lacy bra to be seen.

“Ahem.” Kasumi said, “We didn't do anything improper then, so don’t worry Ranma.”

“Then?” Akane asked.

“Moving on!” Kasumi produced another photo.”Here’s you and Nabiki with your mother, when you had that cold.” Ranma was laying on a futon, clearly sick with a cloth over his forehead. The middle aged woman Ranma had seen earlier with Pops was leaning over him with Nabiki holding a bowl of water in one hand and… a calculator in the other?

“She was figuring out how much to charge for taking care of you.” Akane explained.

“OK, two questions. One, I have a mom? And two, why the hell would Nabiki charge me for that if I was her fiance!”

“Yes you do, surprisingly they’re not even divorced. Auntie Saotome is a nice woman… just a little odd.” Akane answered.

“And that’s just how Nabiki is. She charged you only 100 yen for it, she likes you after all.” Kasumi explained.

Ranma took a moment to take in the photographic evidence of a past with the Tendos. A past he would apparently be jumping back and forth through. But the problem with that was… well. “OK? That doesn’t explain why the hell I, ah, married all three of you. Last thing I remember before this was you and Nabiki shoving Akane at me, then Akane knocking me out with a table.”

“Well the table part still happened.” Akane said, “But right from the start Dad told us it was an arranged marriage for all three of us.”

“But that’s the thing! You can’t marry three women!”

“Oh right.. This part too.” Akane muttered, “It’s weird, you explain it Kasumi.”

Kasumi sighed, “Well Ranma, I suppose it’s like this. While each switch now is just with your past and future selves, the first switch… when you got married just hours ago. That put you in a parallel universe. I guess the original Ranma from this world got switched too?”

“What.”

“Well, think about it like this Ranma. From what you remember, how did the numbers of men and women add up?”

“Huh? I dunno. I guess they were about the same?”

Akane looked a bit shocked at that. “That sounds crazy.”

“It does. From my memory, and the rest of the world’s history Ranma, there’s around one man for every twenty women.” Kasumi answered, “Sadly, since you’re not an anthropologist or historian you’re unable to analyze the cultural and historical differences that come from a society with an equal gender ratio.”

Akane and Ranma stared at her blankly.

“The point is,” Kasumi continued, “That while the world you’re from may be OK with just one man and woman women in a marriage, in this world men have always needed to marry multiple women. In modern society up to three women can marry one man, and even that leaves most women without a husband and having to rely on... other methods if they want to start a family. But society decided that three was the largest it could get without becoming… messy.”

As Ranma processed this, Akane wrapped her hands around him, “Don’t worry though, even if you don’t quite believe it now… give it enough time and you’ll see it’s true.”

Ranma blushed at the sudden affection, but before he could say anything more, Nabiki’s voice rang out. “Oh Ranma-sweetie! Are you ready for our wedding night?”

“Oh god.” Ranma whimpered, he was so not ready for this. He closed his eyes, hoping that he’d wake up and he’d be back under the table.

“Open your eyes darling.” Nabiki’s voice cooed in front of him. “Don’t you want to see?”

“No! Who’d want to see a… uh… greedy chick like you!” Ranma desperately protested, to the snickers of the other two wives.

“Really? I seem to recall that one time after you beat the Shi Shi Hokodan that-”

“Wait the what?” Hearing what sounded like a martial arts technique caused Ranma’s train of thought to derail, and he unwittingly opened his eyes. “...crap!” He panicked, so sure that Nabiki was wearing something exposing and ready to devour him.

Only to see she was wearing a modest pair of pajamas and holding a box of board games.

“...the hell?”

Nabiki burst out laughing, “You really think I’d sleep with you when you’ve known me… what? Two hours? I’ll wait till you snap back to the present snookums.”

Ranma glared at her, then turned that glare to the other two giggling sisters.

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Tritan

Thu Mar 23 21:06:11 2017

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