... Blecch. Since ewveryone else has felt compelled to post thier
cannibalism spamfics, I suppose I might as well add my counter-fic. This
follows immediately on the last line of the original spamfic.
Akane blinked at Ranma, then went back to eating the delicious soup. After
a moment, she swallowed and said, "Well, it's noice that you decided to
stop picking on him long enough to make freinds, I guess."
Ranma frowned but couldn't stay mad, not when he'd FINALLY, actually
RESOLVED one of his problems, instead of waiting for it to go away or
accidentally making it worse. Before he could reply and put his foot in his
mouth, they were distrated by a thumping in the hall closet.
Cautious, but hardly worried, Akane rose and went to see what it was, oinly
to jump back with a gasp when Ryoga tumbled out, feet tangled in a mop and
the bucket stck on his head. She set herself and pulled it off.
"YOW!" Ryoga protested. "Oh, Akane! I-imagine meeting you here! I was just
trying to find the soy sauce for Ranma, when the lights went out in the
hall and I tripped on something. We were making a celabration dinner after
he found this... uh... bleesed amulet of good luck for me, to make up
for... um... all those times he was a jerk. Yeah!" Nodding nervously, Ryoga
ignored the pigtailed martial artist, standing just behind Akane with steam
blowing out his ears.
- CD, who saidf he *didn't* want to read Cannibal 1/2...
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