At 05:03 PM 6/14/97 -0400, Mike Loader wrote:

  "Oh Soun-sama! Where are you? AHAhAHaHahaHAhA!"

  Ranma and Akane winced as Kodachi bounced merrily through the 
dojo, looking for her new husband. Nabiki had arranged for them to 
to go on a long honeymoon, far, far away from Tokyo. Everyone 
was counting the hours til they left.

  Mike, you have to write a sequel to the sequel.  This is just too good a
setup.  Will we hear the patter of tiny feet in the Tendo household (other
than Happosai)?  Can even Kasumi handle the stress of living with step-mom
Kodachi?  Does Ranma realize yet that marrying Akane will make Kodachi his
mother-in-law?  Does Akane realize yet that Kuno is now her uncle?  Does
Kuno realize that Akane is now his niece? 

  "Well, see, you defeated Katsunishiki. And custom is custom, 
and there is a precedent...."

  "Oh no... look, I'm already in love with someone, and I like 
men..."

  Akari shrugged. "So do I, but the law is the law."

  "But I'm not an Unryuu! Your custom doesn't apply to me! You 
can't make me!" Somehow, Shampoo felt she had heard this 
argument before...

  "Sorry, I have no choice. The priest will be here in a few 
seconds, and I'm afraid..." she paused to rummage around hin 
Katsunishiki's saddlebags, withdrawing a pump action shotgun  
"...I'm afraid I can and will make you. We'll have to hurry, 
though. I think the police might know where I am."

  Shampoo stared at the 12-gauge in disbelief. "Police?"

  "Yeah. See, I just broke out of prison..."

  And suddenly the door was filled with people in uniforms, 
carrying guns. "FREEZE, UNRYUU!"

  Akari dived behind the bed and fired the shotgun wildly over it. 
"YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE, COPPERS! YAAAAAAAAA!"

  Shampoo just sank lower in the bed, pulled the covers up, and 
wished she was somewhere else.

  Akari and Shampoo as Thelma and Louise?  Or perhaps we'll see four yong
women using new hardsuit technologies become mercenaries battling giant
martial artist pigs ravaging and rampaging through Tokyo?  

  Ukyo thought about this for a second.

  The more she thought, the more it made sense.

  Ranma was a nice guy, and she knew he'd be a great husband.

  But he wasn't the only one.

  Maybe she'd marry Ranma. Maybe Akane would. Or maybe 
someone they hadn't even met yet would.

  She smiled, and for the first time in years honestly didn't care 
which happened.

 Mike, how did a reasonable thought by any non-Nabiki character slip into
your story?  

  Coffee by Mad Doug's Java Hole
  There probably won't be a sequel. Probably.

  Say it ain't so, Mike.

  Where's Mad Doug's Java Hole? 

                                                                    dml