Subject: A slightly more updated revenge fic...
From: gaffney@iconn.net
Date: 10/2/1996, 10:53 PM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

OK, seeing as my first revenge fic was only 2 lines, I thought
I'd expand on it a bit...

(Sean is at home, editing another document, changing Ukyo to
Ukyou and Ryoga to Ryouga in all of his fanfics.  He settles 
down to read "Just a Dream?" for the 200th time, when he is
interrupted by an "ahem."

Sean:  Ah!

Ukyou:  We have some things to discuss...

Sean:  No we don't!  I hate author fics!  You're fictional!

(Ranma and Akane walk in behind her)

Akane:  Who cares!  You still have some explaining to do.

Sean: (sighs) I presume you're here about Sour Times...

Ukyou:  You had me *kill* myself?  What brought that on?

Sean:  John Biles and Paul Gallegos.

Ranma:  Don't go blamin' other authors.  You're the one who 
wrote the thing!

Sean:  But Ukyou wasn't the focus of the story.  Her death
made it easier to focus on Ranma's grief - 

Ukyou:  You had me kill myself for an *idea*?

Sean:  Why not?  Anyway, why are Ranma and Akane here?  I
wrote you pretty well, I thought.

Ranma:  There, yeah.  But there's the matter of another thing
you wrote.

Sean:  Oh.  Cast No Shadow.

Ranma:  How could you have me crying on the roof and hugging
Akane?  Does that sound even remotely like somethin' I'd do?

Sean:  I was in an emotional mood.  You even proposed.

Ranma:  Yeah, thanks a lot.

Akane:  And what's *that* supposed to mean?

Ukyou:  Um, guys?  Sean's the one sopposed to suffer?

Sean:  I'm not suffering!  Um...where are Ryouga and Akari?
They'll support me.

Ukyou:  They're busy with the afterword to Lucky.

Sean:  (blushing) Oh.

Ranma:  Lemme beat him up.

Akane:  We could turn him into a girl.

Sean:  Then the FFML would kill me.  It's been done.

Ukyou:  No, I've got a better idea.  Sit at your computer,
Mr. Writer.

Sean:  I've got work tomorrow...

Ukyou:  SIT!

Sean:  Yes'm.

Ukyou:  Now, write.  An author fic, starring Sailor Moon 
and C-ko.  Crossing over with the Wheel of Time.

(Sean looks at her, horrified.  Sweat forms on his head.)

Sean:  You cold, unfeeling bitch!

Ukyou:  Call me that again and I'll make it Terry Brooks.

Sean:  NO!!  Please, I beg of you...I have to write Honeymoon...

Akane:  Which reminds me, Megumi's here to see you.

Sean:  Oh, no.

Ukyou:  Write!  And give yourself martial arts skills...

Sean:  Oh, god...

Ukyou:  Don't forget to include Shampoo...

(fade on Sean's pain)

--Sean Gaffney
--better?