Subject: [FF][R1/2]Happi's Delight
From: "Shadow Dancer" <danceshadows@geocities.com>
Date: 4/2/1997, 5:18 AM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

For those who were wondering, no this _isn't_ an April fools 
joke...this is an actual story I'm working on.

This is just the start of a 'fic... I don't know if I should continue
it.

  Ranma 1/2
  Happi's Delight
  by Shadow Dancer (AKA Colin Hidson)
  Episode 1, Part 1

	I look at this vision of loveliness before me, hardly daring to
believe that finally...
	"Come to me, Happi darling..." She calls me, beckoning me, teasing
me.
	"Of course, my lovely," I say, walking closer, disrobing on my way.
	"Oh, Happi, you're so manly!" she cried as I finished removing my
clothes.
	"Of course, my sweet Nodoka, only for you."

*****

	"But Pop!" I cried.
	"No buts, Ranma.  You're my son and I order you to jump in this
pool!" Father _is_ serious.  Well, at least it will keep him from
groping all the girls we pass.  I don't like it when he's unfaithful
to mother.
	I sigh, and jump in the spring, feeling...something...changing.  I
jump out of the pool as soon as I feel the changing complete.  I look
down, to see a girl where I used to be a boy.
	"Ranma, my sweetie!  Now I just have to splash you with this..."  a
cold wave of water flies at me, and I don't bother to dodge.  I know
that this will make me a female permanently, but I don't want to
disappoint my father.
	Right after the wave has passed over my body, I feel father 
glomping onto my newly-grown breasts.  I sigh, and sit down, 
patiently awaiting the rest of the treatment...the same treatment I've
seen father do to mother.
	I wonder, idly, what it will feel like to glomp onto a girl, now.  
No other way to find out than to try it.
	After Father is finished, of course.
	"Oh, Ranma-chan, I've forgotten to tell you something.  I've 
engaged you to one of my old pupil's daughters.  We'll be going 
there.  Tomorrow, of course."  I sigh, and continue to let my father
grope me.
	"Yes, father.  I understand."
	"Don't call me that!  My name is Happi, and that's all you can call
me!" I hate it when Father flies off the hook like that.
	"Yes, Happi," I say, resigned to my fate.

*****

	I sigh, as I follow Father towards his old pupil's house.  *Why did 
father do that?* I think, as I trudge silently behind my father.  
*Why did he engage me to someone, and then make me a female, 
permanently?*  I sigh, as I remember a couple weeks ago, in that 
Amazon village that Father got me in trouble in.  *I _knew_ that 
glomping someone would feel different, just not how much.  I'm glad 
that I didn't have to kill her or anything, she seemed a nice enough 
girl.  Too bad that Father got himself kicked back to Jusenkyou, I 
think I prefer him as a human lech than a Panda lech.  Oh, well.  
Can't argue with fate*
	"We're here, Ranma.  Now, remember what I told you.  Act like a boy 
the entire time that we are here, and try not to let them see your 
breasts."  I look down at my prominent breasts and sigh.  "I know, 
that's going to be hard, but remember what I told you."
	"I know, father.  I...Ouch!"  I gasp in pain as Father glomps me 
again, this time squeezing until it hurt.
	"Don't ever call me father!  Call me Happi!"  Father squeezed 
harder, to make his point.  Trying not to whimper, I nod, knowing 
that Father won't stop for a while.
	"That's a girl, take us to that nice hotel over there...I've got 
some more techniques to show you..."
	I scream mentally, as I forsee what Father is going to do to me.  
And thanks to this curse, I'm powerless to stop it.
	I walk over to the indicated hotel, pay the rent for one night, and 
pray...

*****

	"Father?"  Nabiki calls me.
	I look up, startled that she should want to talk to me in the 
morning, knowing that I tend to flood the house over little problems. 
"Yes, Nabiki?"  I ask.  *I hope it isn't the master...I hope it isn't 
the master...*
	"You asked me to look out for a small lech who will have someone 
else with him?"  I nod, hoping, hoping... "Well, it seems that 
someone answering to that description just entered a hotel, glomped 
onto a girl."
	My world comes crashing down, and I start panicking, 
"Nabiki...gather up the others, it's time to hide you..."
	"Relax, father.  My friend at that hotel said they paid for an 
entire day.  They won't get here any time soon."
	Something waved itself in front of my mind, and I grab it. *The 
master?  In a hotel?  With a girl?  And she wasn't trying to kill 
him?  I wonder what he could have done to the poor girl to have made 
her do such an unspeakable act*  I shake my head, saying, "How could 
any girl commit herself to such horrors..."  I raise my head, 
"Nabiki?  Do you remember the other drill?  Gather Akane and Kasumi.  
We have to practice, we don't want to be caught off guard.  I want to 
be rid of the master once and for all, and this will probably be our 
first, and only chance at this."  Nabiki nods, and it warms my heart 
to see her so determined to help.  I feel proud as she quietly stands 
and gathers Akane and Kasumi to start the drills.
	Akane sits still as Kasumi makes some practice swings with the 
katana, the blade stopping an inch above Akane's exposed breasts.  I 
turn away, as my daughters continue their practice.

*****

	Tell me what you think.
	I await the flames!


            (Sir)Shadow Dancer
          (AKA Lord of the Dance)
             (AKA Colin Hidson)
       (Writer of Alternate Landings)
          (Writer of Ranma-Psion)
 (Weilder of Akane's Blessed Chopping Board)
                    of
       Black Lightning Design Group
                    and
    Knight of the One True Fiancee Akane
 http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Towers/6418
        danceshadows@geocities.com
           cshadow@hotmail.com
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When one plus one exceeds the normal answer of two,
Take a pill, start running, and call me in the
morning.
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     Joke of the day:
What does a five hundred kilogram talking rat say?

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty...
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Personal Motto:
If the Idea's there, and the Imagination's fresh,
Take the Idea, and run with it.
You never know where it will take you until you go
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      Stress Relief
   All stressed out?  Sometimes it helps to think
of happy scenes.  Maybe a pastoral field, a field
with a babbling brook.  You're there on a lovely
summer's day...holding someone's head under the 
water.  Now you're letting them up for a second.
Then blam!  Back into the freezing water!  Over
and over again!  There.  Feel better?