AN:I was reading ‘A team of wild horses’ by Beartooth, when the inspiration for this hit me, so blame him!

Wild Horses Omake!

The senshi quickly took up positions on the neighboring rooftops, while Mercury scanned the area.

“The two of them are radiating the same type of energy, despite the difference in their outfits and the dark energy pattern I’ve been following is definitely a youma. I’d say this was a trap, but their energy patterns are almost completely opposite of the youma’s,” Mercury transmitted to the others.

“Are you sure?” Rei questioned. “Cause I can’t imagine any other reason for two people to be dressed that way, running around the rooftops at night.”

“I can,” Saturn groaned, not realizing she was transmitting.

“Really, like what?” Venus asked.

Saturn winced and tried to repress certain memories that were floating to the surface of her mind. “Just watch.”

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The two blurred into action, moving so fast that the hidden watchers could only see them when one of them braced themselves to block a blow. The battle continued for a couple of minutes until the redhead had managed to pin the brunette against a chimney.

“I have you now, Sailor Triton!” the red headed woman in a grey military uniform leered evilly.

“Oh no, whatever shall I do! The dark general Magnite has captured me,” the brunette in a white sailor fuku with silver trim moaned, as the ‘Dark General’ proceeded to molest her, with the occasional helpful suggestion from the senshi herself on what to do.

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“How did you know-” Mars’ voice trailed off as she realized who Saturn’s adopted parents were. She cleared her throat before continuing, “Right, stupid question.”

Uranus snickered unrepentant, while Neptune blushed.

A flare of dark energy and a thunderous roar brought everyone rushing to the edge of their respective buildings.

While Magnite and Triton were surprised to see the senshi, they were more surprised to see what was going on down below.

A young girl was giving a surprisingly through beatdown to a vending machine youma.

“Quick, everyone hide!” Ranma called out.

“It’s just one youma,” Uranus complained, wondering what the two obviously highly skilled warriors were worrying about. “We can take it out easy and that girl down there seems to have it under control anyway.”

“Not, that! My daughter’s down there and I think she has enough mental scars from having me as a father without adding any more!” Ranma moaned.

Kasumi rolled her eyes at Ranma’s baseless worry.

“Daddy?!” Ranko called out, having finished her battle and started to collect all the snacks the machine had thrown at her (in a desperate attempt to escape) and heard her voice.

Ranma winced. “Yes, honey?”

“Do I want to know why you are wearing a dark general outfit and mom’s wearing a senshi fuku?”

“No dear, you probably don’t.” Ranma said firmly.

“Hotaru?!” Ranko called out, recognizing Saturn despite any disguise magic she might have had.

“Who, me?” Saturn said nervously, wondering how her best friend’s older sister had recognized her.

“You better not be involved in my parents’ kinky sex games, it’d break my little brother’s heart.”

Saturn blushed a nuclear red as Ranko hopped up to the rooftop to talk with her, while the other two Outers decided to talk to the two rather attractive women who shared some of the same ‘hobbies’.

The Inners looks around in confusion, wondering exactly what was going on and slightly disturbed by the whispered conversation and accompanying hand gestures Ranma and Uranus were having.

Ranko and Saturn looked a bit disturbed. “Mom, Dad, I’m taking Hotaru to our place for a sleepover. I’ll see you later.”

The two bounded off before their parents’ could reply.

Said parents quickly headed off in the direction of the Outers’ house.

Moon was the first one to speak up, “Do I want to know?”

“Nope,” Mars said firmly. “You really don’t. Let’s head back to the shrine and wipe this whole night from out mind.”