Subject: [FFML][R1/2][BlueSeed][Omake]For want of the panties....
From: Jessica Faith Hardy
Date: 9/30/1997, 9:23 PM
To: fanfic@fanfic.com

OK, so this is my first fic on this list... everything welcome, but flames
will only be used to roast marshmallows with ;)
Oh, yeah, these characters belong to Takada-san and Takahashi-san. I'm
just borrowing them to play with.

For want of the panties....

	He had been watching them for two days now.
	He had watched them arrive in Nerima, four beautiful, buxom babes
with panties ripe for the taking. Watching them at night had been a
pain, due to the giant plants that had kept attacking, but he had
gotten some excellent panty shots as they had fought. The oldest, a
sophisticate scientist
named Matsudaira, wore lace-paneled silk briefs; "All right if my other
raids don't go well," he thought, watching the group pass by Ucchan's.
	The mysterious Takeuchi, with her hair shadowing half of her face,
stuck with the conservative cotton bikini. "Hmmm... kinda boring, but look
at the girl wearing them! Sweeeto!"
	The flame-haired, busty Sawaguchi was hard to spy on because of
her pink jumpsuit that she wore instead of a skirt. Not to mention the Uzi
that she kept slung on her back the entire time..."Too bad she
*doesn't* wear panties.." he sighed wistfully. "They sure would be a
prize!"
	That left the teenager Fujimiya Momiji. He practically drooled at
the thought of groping her. She wore a kind of panties he did not have in
his collection: kiddie pants. Today she was wearing Sanrio panties, with
lace frills and a picture of Hello Kitty on her cute lil' posterior. He
watched her closely as the group strolled in front of the Tendo Dojo, then
gathered himself up and leapt-
	-straight into the heavily muscled chest of Kusanagi Mamoru. The
perverted master of the Martial Arts School of Indiscriminate Grappling
was so busy rubbing his face in the man's shirt that he didn't notice the
lack of cleavage.
	"Um, excuse me?" Kusanagi picked the little fellow off of his
shirt and held him at eye level. "What the hell are you trying to do to
me?"
	"Lemme go! I've gotta get that girl's panties!" the lecher roared,
wiggling his stubby little legs frantically.
	"You mean Momiji's?" The cat-eyed, copper-skinned man raised an
eyebrow to look at him. "You really want her panties, huh? Well....:"

<Cut scene into a room filled with nothing but bras and panties. SD
Kusanagi and Happosai are both wearing panties on their heads and whooping
with glee.>

Kusanagi: I'll trade you this pair of Momiji's panties for Takeuchi's
satin bra and panties!

Happosai: No way! She only wore them once, and that was on a date with her
boss!

Kusanagi: OK, how about if I thow in the only pair of panties Sawaguchi
ever wore?

Happosai: Sweeto! It's a deal! Now, how about that pair of Matsudaira's?

[FIN]

:) OK, so it's a little perverted, but it's omake, so who cares? ;) I
promise to have a serious BlueSeed and/or Ranma 1/2 fic out soon. Till
then, catch ya'll on the flipside!
=^_^=