“Please Washu, do you really expect a Q to follow…” He stopped talked and tried to sound out the next word, but kept on only making a hacking sound. “…regulations” he finished, unable to say the other R word out loud.
“Well if you don’t, then I’ll be sending a message to all those Q in the Continuum that want your head.” Washu smiled at the unhappy look on Q’s face, as long as the pompous ass stayed here in hiding, she could use the threat of being exposed to the other Q to control the uncontrollable being.
“Fine,” he pouted. “I can stick to a few of those things you follow.” He sat down next to Washu and pulled out a pen and paper. Where he had gotten the writing instruments, Tenchi couldn’t say.
“Rule one, no one must know you are here, but me and Tenchi. That means no talking or tainting or transforming anyone in the house,” Washu sternly said.
“Fair enough, you all are so boring to talk to anyway,” Q said with a nod. If he couldn’t torment anyone in the house, then he’d have to be a pain for the people of Japan. Maybe some raining lotuses could keep him entertained for a few years.
“Rule two, until I can build a resizer, you are going to change all shrunken people back to normal,” Washu snickered at this one. She could return to her underwear riding size anytime and have Q turn her back to normal at the snap of his fingers.
“Personal shrinking reverser, I can handle that.” Of coarse he could be out some days, but Washu would learn that later.
“Rule three, no transporting any of your friends here.” It was a simple rule to follow, but she had to say it because if she didn’t say it now, then Q was bound to do it.
“But Jean-Luc will miss me,” Q whined.
“I doubt that,” Washu said wryly.
“Rule four, I am aloud to use your powers in times of emergency.” This time it looked like Q could have a series problem with this rule, but a look from Washu shut him up. When he thought about it, he had not much to worry about, Washu was a independent girl that wouldn’t use him as her personal genie.
“Is that all?” Q said, for the first time thinking that pissing off a group of the universes most powerful and unstoppable beings may have been a bad thing.
“I think I’m fine, for now,” Washu said slyly. Seeing that he now had a home to stay in, Q was about to snap his fingers and disappeared when he remembered something.
“Found it on that mink of a daughter of your. You really should collar her or something,” Q said as he tossed the Shrinker to Washu. With nothing holding him back from getting himself set up for the next 200 years. Q snapped his fingers and began putting together his dwelling.
“Well lets hope he doesn’t cause any trouble,” Tenchi said as he buttoned his shirt and headed for the door. Before he could reach it thou, Washu grabbed him by the arm. It was then that he noticed that Q had turned Washu back to her original height with out her clothes on. Gulping at the naked seductress on his bed, his eyes wandered not to any par of her body, but the Shrinker in her hand.
“Who said you could go. One of use is going to be a couple inches tall. Can you guess who it will be?” Washu purred as she licked the tip of the gun as if it was another hard tube.