Ryoko shifted the large Jurassic Park-style tranport cage on her
shoulder.  "I don't understand why he's having us do this," she complained
loudly.  Gohan looked around the front of the cage to address her.
     "Because we're the baddest bunch of bad asses that he could think of,
that's why," he said, casually pushing a tree aside to ease their passage
though the jungle.
     "That and each of us can fly," added Priss, her voice distored by her
hardsuit.
     "Then why don't we just fly it there?  Why are we walking though all this
heat and humidity?" Ryoko contuned.
     "Because he can only fly in his cursed form," said Gohan, motioning his
head towards the left rear corner where their still silent member walked.
Ryoko turned and looked over her shoulder at the teenager behind her.  Smiling
slightly, she waived her free hand at him and watched the boy blush furiously.
*Is that boy gullible or what!*
     "What are you complaining about anyway, it's not that bad."  Ryoko would
have looked at Priss, but the transport cage blocked her vision.
     "Not bad?  What do you have in that suit, air-conditioning?"
     "Why yes, I do."
     "We're here," Goku interrupted before a fight could break out between the
two girls.  The four came to a stop and set the cage down.  Ryoko floated to
the top of the cage and started pressing some controls.
     "Ok people, ready yourself.  I'm shutting off Washu's stasis field," she
called down.  A green shimmering briefly surrounded the cage before it rocked
beneath Ryoko's feet.  Gohan turned to his compainions on the ground.
     "You two better leave now, Ryoko and I will release it."  Priss nodded
and hit her flight jets, but the boy just stood there.  Gohan realized what he
was forgetting, and pulled out a thermos of ice water to throw on Ryoga.  P-
chan flared his aura and drifted up into the sky.  Gohan then joined Ryoko on
top of the tranport cage.
     "Do you think it will survive?" asked Ryoko.
     "Well, that depends on it feeding habits," Gohan answered.  "The there is
certainly enough spam for it to eat.  And his last idea survived well enough.
P-chan flew out of here, didn't he?"
     Ryoko nodded and cast one last look around at the bit trees.  "Ok, let's
do it."  The two grabbed the top of the gate and pulled, releasing
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     "You tell Shampoo now how to catch Ranma, yes?"
     Nabiki wiped the last of her 'payment' from around her mouth and return
the raman bowl to Shampoo's carrier.  "Of course, you've fulfilled your end of
the bargain.
     "The reason you haven't been able to get Ranma agree to marry you is that
your a Chinese Amazon."
     "Shampoo no understand.  What better wife than Amazon wife?"
     "You know that and I know that, but Ranma was raised by Mr. Saotome."
Nabiki heard the school bell ring and stood back up to go to class.  "He'll
have similiar tastes in women.  That's why Akane tries so hard with her
cooking and sewing, even though she's no good at it.  Face it Shampoo, Kasumi
has a better chance to marry Ranma than you.  Bye now."  Nabiki turned and
walked around the corner of the school, leaving Shampoo with something to
think about.
     "If Kasumi have better chance than Shampoo, then Shampoo become like
Kasumi."  Ready to start her plan, Shampoo bound off across the school yard,
missing Nabiki sticking her head back around the corner.
     "Perfect, the money is as good as mine.  Hmmm...  I wonder if I can get
them to go double or nothing on my getting Ukyo to act like Kodachi?"

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