"Alright, you old coot," Ranma said. "You've never seen this move. Kaze no Oshiri! "
"You're going about it all wrong," Nabiki observed from the porch, eating Pocky. "You can't scare her with violence. She invented half those moves. You need to scare her with the unknown ."
"It's a hundred-and-four-year-old tyrant in a diaper! That's different!" The first attempt was a disaster. Ranma, transformed into his girl form (a stray splash from the pond), loomed over baby Kima, making his best "fierce face." The baby yawned. Then, with a flick of its chubby wrist, it executed a pressure-point strike on Ranma's shin. Ranma collapsed, howling. The baby began to crawl—no, slither —toward the kitchen.
Not with the usual fiery entrance of a rival, but with a shimmering, pastel-colored vortex. From it tumbled three figures: a wizened old woman no taller than a loaf of bread, swaddled in ancient, dusty silks; a massive, fur-clad man with a boar-tusk necklace, weeping openly; and a baby. The baby was floating on a silk cushion, drooling with an air of imperial authority. ranma 1-2 manga
The final confrontation took place at sunset. Baby Kima had constructed a fortress out of dojo cushions, armed with chopsticks and a jar of wasabi. The Matriarch's ancient body (with baby Puchi's mind inside) was gumming a ceremonial sword in the corner, cooing.
"Yeah, yeah. Just get that cursed baby out of here before—"
Baby Puchi, now in his own body, chose that moment to demonstrate his new, un-cursed personality. He projectile-vomited a perfect arc of formula directly into Ranma's open mouth. "Alright, you old coot," Ranma said
The Cradle Will Fall
"Herb? What'd I do this time? I haven't even had breakfast," Ranma said, dodging a swipe from Akane's table leg.
He lunged. The Unfastening Gale—a sharp, spiraling chop—snapped the diaper tapes. The baby shrieked—not in fear, but in indignation. The Wipe of a Thousand Leaves followed, a blur of motion so fast it created a small, localized tornado of clean linen. The baby’s eyes widened. This was wrong . This was new . " "You're going about it all wrong," Nabiki
"No," said Ranma.
Ranma, in his male form, approached the cushion fortress. The baby hissed.