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From: Chris Jones <hamster@arn.net>
To: fanfic@fanfic.com
Subject: [FFML] [R1/2] Learning to Get Along
Date: Saturday, August 02, 1997 1:35 AM
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Ranma 1/2: Learning to Get Along
by Chris Jones
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Ranma sat across from Akane at the table. It was a waist
high western style table, one would more likely see in a
restaurant in Japan than a home.
Silently, they ate. The casserole wasn't spectacular, but
it was passable.
"Would you like some more?" Akane intoned as Ranma pulled
the last noodle off his plate.
"Sure!"
Akane handed him the dish across the table.
"Thanks, Akane."
"Your welcome."
The pair continued to eat in silence.
"So, um..." Ranma began, "Did you have a good day at
school?"
Akane fingered her armrest nervously. "Sure. How was your
tournament."
Ranma put his chopsticks down, and concentrated several
for several seconds. Cautiously, he ventured, "It was okay. I
won."
"That's nice." Akane responded.
She lifted a noodle to her mouth and chewed thoughtfully
for several seconds.
Ranma began to eat again, and soon re-cleared his plate.
He filled it out of the casserole dish again.
After a few seconds, Kasumi came into the room, with a new
dish and set it down in the middle of the table. She smiled
warmly at her sister and her brother in law. She left and
returned, to fill their glasses, but departed again soon after.
*This is it,* Ranma thought. "Ummm.... Akane.... There's a
dance this weekend at school...."
Slowly, Akane set her choptsticks next to her plate and nodded
encouragingly at her fiancee.
"Annnnnd.... I was wonderingggg.....
Wouldyouliketogotothedancewithme?!!?!
Akane's eyes brightened. Still cautious, she responded
with a simple nod of the head.
A wide grin broke on his face. With a whoop, he
triumphantly pounded his fist into his open palm. "Yatta! Now I
only have to figure out how to tell Ukyou I won't go with her."
Akane's eye twitched. She picked up her chopsticks and began
to grip them tightly. "You're going with Ukyou, too?"
"No! I mean, she'll still be there probably, but--"
"PERVERT! YOU'RE TRYING TO GO WITH TWO GIRLS AT ONCE?!?!"
"No! Akane, don't--"
"Ranma, you imbecile!" She hefted her plate and prepared
to launch it at the martial artist's face. Suddenly, a loud
click sounded in the room. Both Ranma and Akane's expressions
became absolutely horrified.
With a loud buzz, Akane convulsed and arched in agony. She
screamed, but her cry of pain gave way to a tired moan. She
collapsed, unconcious, and slumped over in the chair. A stream
of drool began to drip onto the floor.
"*Stupid* tomboy! Why'd you have to go and get angry?!?!.
Violent idiot!"
Another click sounded, and Ranma repeated Akane's seizure.
* * *
In another room, Soun began to sob. "Oh, they were so
close this time! What will we do, what will we do."
Genma merely tapped his forehead against a video monitor
that showed the pair slumped unconcious across from eachother. "At
least they agreed to go to the dance together."
"Nabiki," Kasumi asked. "Are you sure that fifty thousand
volts isn't too much?"
Nabiki held up a small control box that had two buttons
labled 'Ranma' and 'Akane'. "It's not the voltage, sis. It's the
amperage that hurts." She looked at the screen, wearily. "And
we'll just keep turning the amperage *UP* until they learn.
Won't we, Daddy?"
"WHAAAAHH!!!!"
* * *
Chris says: I've been reading too many shockfics lately.
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Chris Jones hamster@arn.net
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I betcha, I know at least Three people gonna die when Ranma and akane
escape. Probly gonna die slow too. That's another way of saying when
you cage a man like an animal what comes out will be an animal.
Rick Robinson
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