You tell Ranko your plan

“So that’s pretty much everything,” Himiko explained to Ranko. Barriss, Martha, and Fluttershy had finished patching you up but unfortunately, they informed you that you will be out of commission for a day or so. Thank you futuristic medicine. They had packed up their medkits and went back to the MedBay of the Watchtower to get back to work now that you were officially unavailable for a fuck session.

“So you were just going to lock me inside with a bunch of the guards and less aggressive numbskulls,” Ranko glared at Himiko. “While knowing I’m under the Weakness Point technique.”

“Half the station breaks down every week,” Himiko defended herself, putting a hand on her hip and waved her hand dismissively. “They would’ve just thought the door broke and would’ve waited for the maintenance team. Half of whom should be working on something else for us.”

“Trust us, we won’t leave you hanging,” you reassured her as you ruffled your pillows to try to get comfortable.

“If it makes you feel safer, I can get Amber to stay with you,” Himiko suggested, bringing a finger to her chin as she thought of a solution for Ranko’s safety. “Oh I know, I can probably get Eighteen to join the little tea ceremony class if I make her think someone found oolong tea.”

“Do you even have the stuff for a tea ceremony class? You weren’t just going to have me walk in there without anything?”

“Yeah, Amber found half a china shop buried in pile 22a,” Himiko replied using the numbering system Femputer came up with to map the larger piles of trash the tribe regularly salvage from. “Keira gave a decent tank of cleaned water for the tea and apparently whoever lived in room 443d loved their tea as there were a bunch of preserved packets there.” Ranko looked at Himiko a bit before nodding and walking away after giving you a long look.

“Is there anything I can do to help the cause?” You ask Himiko.

“Maybe see if some of girls you fucked are willing to help with somethings,” Himiko shrugged. “I’m sure some might visit to see how you are doing.”

(POV Change)

“Okay, we need to move these tables closer together, just got a call from Aelita that she invited another dozen characters and their owners want to come along,” Charles Gardner announced to the hard working Toads and other former citizens of the mushroom kingdom. They collectively groaned and started restacking chairs and moving tables.

“Third time this week,” one Toad complained as he gathered the centerpieces of several tables.

“Fourth, and she also wants to change the grass-green tiles for forest-green ones,” Daisy said as she started removing some ribbons from the walls.

“What!” Shouted a Toadette. “But we just changed them this morning!”

“What the brides want, the brides get,” Daisy reminded them while lifting a massive box of decorations that needed to be traded out.

“Honey, I was able to get a source for the mega sized containers of the gourmet mustard and ketchup that Starfire demanded,” Charles said as he kissed Daisy as she passed. “Just wish she would make up her mind on the brand. Who knew there were so many artisanal brands of mustard and ketchup out there.”

“May I remind you that you had the Toads hunt down a certain type of spaghetti sauce from a specific restaurant from a certain year and month for our wedding,” Daisy reminded him.

“It would’ve ruined the spaghetti if it wasn’t that sauce from Mario’s Trattoria on the southern hills of Santa Amedea,” Charles defended himself. “You loved the spaghetti.”

“I loved that we got to reenact that scene from the Lady and the Tramp, “ Daisy reminded him. Charles was about to say some more things but his phone started going off. Daisy rolled her eyes and started walking away.

“Daisy, it's ARS,” Charles announced, causing many of the Toads to look at him confused.

“Answer,” Daisy said, walking close to Charles and putting a hand on the one holding his phone. She was hopeful that the Aqua Resurrection Service was just reminding them to pay their monthly fee. The ARS mostly operated in the level of existence between Prime Worlds and the afterlife where they intercept souls and resurrect them.

“Hello! Is this the family of one James Gardner?” asked the familiar voice of an Aqua from Kingdom Hearts.

“Yes,” Daisy replied nervously.

“I am Aqua 2345889 from Aqua Resurrection Services, calling to inform you that your assigned Aqua handled a case with James Gardner at 2:33pm today,” the cheerful Aqua announced.

“Was he okay? Was it…” Charles asked with dread. The Toads had stopped their work and were gathering around the worried parents.

“From the case file, it looked like it was a brief heart stop which onsite medics apparently fixed. Your assigned Aqua only gave brief near **** experience comfort before he woke up on his own. No resurrection required.” Charles and Daisy let out a sigh of relief.

“Did he say anything?” Daisy asked.

“I do not see it on file, I will connect you to the Aqua caseworker to see if she has more information. Please hold,” she replied before a phone call clicked and the theme from Konosuba started playing. They stood awkwardly for several minutes before the call finally connected.

“What is it?! I am about to finally get to the Water Luffy part of Alabasta. I’m going to finally see him teach that Crocodile butthole a lesson,” the whiney voice of Aqua from Konosuba said. “Crocodiles beware, water will be your doom!” Daisy gained a pained expression as she recalled all her previous interactions with this Aqua; her children are so reckless.

“It's Charles and Daisy Gardner, parents of James Gardner. We were told you saw our son earlier,” Charles explained.

“Yeah, he got electrocuted during a foursome,” Aqua replied, her voice muffled as it sounded like she took a bite out of pizza. “He said to tell you he was alright or something. Don’t remember.”

“Did he say anything else?” Daisy asked.

“Well he showed up right as the Strawhats were getting on that giant crab thing, hmm crab, maybe I should get some crab legs for dinner,” Aqua wondered.

“Anything else?” Charles demanded.

“Something about getting home soon, is there something I should know?” Aqua started slurping something and turning some pages. Daisy quickly explained James’s situation. “Oh, huh, well good luck trying to find him I guess.”

“Can you give us the coordinates of where you picked up his soul?” Daisy asked, hopeful that Aqua can help retrieve her youngest son.

“Well, I would but…you see…we aren’t really supposed to write coordinates down for near deaths but I wrote it down since the coordinates were so unusual,” Aqua nervously explained. “I thought it was a non-client and I could actually send someone off to their afterlife or reincarnation. I actually paused One Piece for that.”

“What happened to the coordinates?” Charles asked with a voice promising ****.

“Well right after James’ near **** experience happened, this wannabe pimp guy died, something about standing behind the heel toss at the Pimpolympics, I didn’t care.” Aqua gulped nervously. “The guy got mad and might’ve thrown his flask of ‘Pimp Juice’ at me.” Aqua laughed choppily.

“And?”

“My dress was ruined and I had the coordinates in a pocket.”

“And you lost my son’s coordinates?” Daisy growled and the Toads started backing away.

“I tried checking the computer for where he was but it wouldn’t give it to me! Don’t blame me!” Aqua whined. “I can’t lose my anime privileges now!”

“I know someone who might be able to get the information,” Charles announced. “Be ready for a visit soon.” Charles hung up the phone and started looking for a contact.

“Who are you calling sir?” A Toad asked, walking up to his boss.

“An old friend of mine, “ Charles replied right before the call connected. “Friday? Please put me through to Walt, I have some info on James…”