Subject: [FFML] [Ranma] [Spamfic] Dear god don't read this..
From: "Kire Tide" <watcheroftides@hotmail.com>
Date: 4/16/1999, 2:31 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

	Over the years certain individuals have derived great 
pleasure in placing loved, loathed, respected and disrespected 
fictional characters in precarious, but fictional, situations...

	We have since come to call them fanfics...

	Fanfics are defined as fictional stories based upon 
characters and/or situations created by someone else...

	They are either loved or hated. Some peopl biase their 
opinions of the 'fic on their personal opinions of the character(s) 
portrayed...

	However, there are certain characters which can easily accept 
any form of punishment or character warping...

	Once such character is Kasumi Tendo...

	In this authors eyes, Kasumi can range from 
docile 'residential engineer' to homicidal maniac, without straying 
to far out of character. The following story is one such instance.


	TydRipper Presents...

	An idea inspired by Lawrence Chu...

		      Kasumi Tendo:
		   White House Intern

	Akane sighed in anticipation as she ran up the front steps of 
her home. She had just recieved a long awaited letter in the mail, 
addressed from her sister. Akane was overly anxious to get inside and 
read the letter aloud to her family.

	As she stepped through the front door, she ouldn't help but 
smirk at her father, who was standing there, with a questioning look 
pleading on his face.

	"Well?", he asked impatiently.

	She pulled an envelope out of the small fortune of mail in 
her grasp and nodded. Her father prompty proceeded to cry with joy.

	*Why not?*, she asked herself. It _WAS_ after all, cause for 
celebration. Ever since her sister had left for the American capital 
two weeks earlier on a formal offer from the United States President 
to serve as an intern, everyone had shown how much they missed her.

	She frowned at Ranma. *Some more than others*, she thought.

	She quickly gathered the family together and sat at the tea 
room table. She opened the envelope and proceeded to read.

///

	Dear Akane, Nabiki, Father, Ranma and Mr. Saotome: (Oh dear, 
I do hope I'm not forgetting anyone!)

	It's great here in American, but oh my! They do have strange 
customs! They drive on the right side of the road here, and are 
strangely social! There are some customs that seem to be limited to 
the president only, however... It involves cigars... He calls it 
saying hello. He certainly says hello alot to me, at least twice a 
day, it gets tiring after a while! But he is such a thoughtful man to 
say hello to me so often. 
	There is also a strange man running around asking me 
questions. I think he's a lawyer or something. He keeps asking me 
to 'testify in front of a jury', whatever that means. I'm still not 
fluent in english even after all this time. The president told me 
that the man wants to kick him out of office. What a naughty thing to 
do.
	Everyone else is very nice here, even the presidents wife. 
She may give me dirty looks most of the time, but I know she's really 
nice underneath, after all. She volunteers for alot of meaningful 
causes!
	The presidents daughter came back from college for a few days 
this week, and I got to know her quite well. It's strange that the 
president never said hello while she was here, though.
	Oh my! Enough about myself, how are things going back in 
Japan? Does Ranma still have his curse? What about Mr. Saotome? Has 
Akane improved her cooking? I imagine everything is going just fine 
without me. Oh dear. It looks as though I will have to cut this 
letter short, the president wants to say hello again! I've got to go 
get the cigars...
	I'll wait for your reply to my letter!

	Yours Truly, 
			 Kasumi...



Authors Notes:

Don't kill me...

Sorry, I just _HAD_ to do it. The idea actually came from a comment 
Lawrence Chu had made in reply to a comment I had made after an 
opinion I had stated on Kasumi... IT was only one of the two ideas he 
gave me, but I _REFUSE_ to write a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle/Ranma 
� Crossover... (But that don't mean someone else can't)

Anyways, you know where to direct comments, and flames, because we 
all know I deserve them.. :)

I bid you fine folks adeiu... :)

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