The curse was only a few days old, but I coulden't stand it anymore.
Somthing had to be done. I coulden't talk anymore. Black title cards fall from
my mouth when I SHOULD be speeking. Of corse, the spring was slow acting, but
it was perament cause of that darn Quartzite. But I can forgive Quartzite. It
was Ranma who has to pay.

     I tracted him down to Nerma. I think he is geting some more SODG. I
manipulated a local into my plan. It was easy, realy. BTW, thanks Nabiki for
the dress (the check is in the mail). Well, I had to find a dress which would
fit me, AND fit in with what I have become. I nod to my asistant (you know,
the local).

Kuno: Prepair yourself, evil mage.

     OK, so who else could I get on such short notice? I smile at Kuno as the
wind blows my now blond hair full of spiral cuirls around (well, I do have a
hair fedith, but this is crazy. My wavy dark brown, oily hair was hard to
manage, but this... And I miss my stash.). Yes, the trap was going well. Kuno
knods to Sasuke (yes, I spelled Sasuke corectly, not like in my "Ranma Of The
Mounties" fanfic), and I let him tie me up, and gag me (Yes, normaly this
would turn me on, but since the change...). Then he placed me into position on
the other side of Fruikan High.

     Ranma is in position, with a bucket of SODG. Sasuke gives the single.
Kuno should do his thing.

Kuno: Saotome. I chanlenge you!

Ranma: You want a fight?

Kuno: No, a contest. See that girl overthair?

Ranma: Your talking about the one in the white dress?

Kuno: Yes. I am chanlenging you to race to her and untie her. This will be a
full contact sport. The winner will get Akane Tendo.

Ranma: I got fanfic writers to splash.

Kuno: Then are thow chicken?

Ranma: I am NOT chicken. I acept your chanleng.

     Just liked I planed, a croud gathers to see Kuno's defeat.I check, and
Akane Tendo is also in the croud. Good. I just hope HE dosen't show up.

Girl 1: Come back hear with our underthings, you prevert!

Girl 2: We will chace you to the ends of the Earth, you old freek.

Happisai: Go away. Scram, befor I get angry.

     Oh great. Just my luck. Mabie he won't see me.

Happisai: Hocha! Will you look at that! A lovely young woman, tied up and
waiting for me.

     Im doomed. Only a mirical can save me now.

     *BOOOMMM!!!!!*

     What are the chances of Happi steping on a land mine, then rocketing up
to Kanses (or OZ, take your pic)? This just might be my day after all.

     Now my pray is coming into view, and without Kuno (like I planed). He
starts untieing me. When the rops are gone, I hug him like my life was saved.
And now for the pierce of resistance. I kiss him.

     Akane starts fumming, like I planed. Out comes the HyperDimentinal
Hammer. Slamm, Ranma is a flat as a pancake. I then push a button, and a cage
dropa on the flatened Ranma. I smile as I hop abord the cage, and press
another button which takes us whair I want to go.

MC: Welcome to the first anual Miss Fanfic Pagent. The winner of the pagent
will get the Universal Cure to Girlness (whatever caused it will be cured, and
total imunity to Jusinkyo Water), and this Ranma Saotome to do with as you
please. First up, Miss Wisconson, the Fanfic Author Formaly Known As Quartzite.

     As I walk down the runway, my head is spinning with posabilities of
revenge on Ranma. This is only the start of things.

Stanley Teriaca