I don't like Mondays was written by Bob Geldof and was
performed by The Boomtown Rats
Ranma 1/2 belongs to Rumiko Takahashi

Don't read this unless you know what the song is 
about because it makes more sense if you do know
what it's about. Oh, yeah this is pretty dark. Now on
with the show!

I DON'T LIKE MONDAYS

(The camera opens to a  rotund man with hair blowing 
over his eyes. He is talking into a microphone and he
is standing out in a street. He points behind himself and
the camera pans over to show a Furinkan High school.)
%The silicon chip inside her head gets switched to overload%
(The camera cuts to a tired old anchorman. He has grey hair
and is reading the news from a sheet of paper held in his hands.
He seems to be extremely bored until he sees something on 
the paper and his face goes pale.)
%And nobody's gonna go to school today%
%She's gonna make them stay at home%
(The camera cuts to a horde of reporters who are thrusting their
microphones into Soun Tendo's face.  He has a very defeated look
to himself and is answering the questions while shaking his head back
and forth)
%And daddy doesn't understand it%
%He always said she was good as gold%
%And he can see no reasons%
(The camera flashes to Furinkan High School)
%Cos there are no reasons%
(The camera flashes to the piece of paper gripped tightly by the anchorman)
%What reasons need to be shown%
(The camera flashes to the microphones shoved in Soun's face)
%Tell me why I don't like Mondays%
(The camera cuts to an electronics store where there is a group of
people standing around watching a television.)
%Tell me why I don't like Mondays%
(The camera cuts to a living room where a family is watching the 
television from there couch.)
%Tell me why I don't like Mondays%
(The camera cuts to a couple lying in bed watching the television)
%I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo - oot%
(The camera cuts to a line of people who are looking at something
off screen while being held back by police officers.)
%The whole day down%
(The camera cuts to the floor of a room. All that can be seen is the carpet
and a white line running in a sort of zig-zag pattern that goes off screen)
%The telex machine is kept so clean%
%And it types for a waiting world%
(The camera cuts to a busy office room. On a desk a fax machine is printing
up something, but before the message can be read a hand snatches it away)
%And Mother feels so shocked%
(The camera cuts to a woman who is preparing dinner in the kitchen. She
stops
and listens to the portable radio that is on the counter.)
%Father's world is rocked %
(The camera cuts to the inside of a car where a man is listening to the
radio while
driving)
%And their thoughts turn to their own little girl% 
 (The camera cuts to a girl who is sitting in an infirmary. She has her head
down and is crying. When she lifts her head we can see that she is Yuka)
%Aw sweet sixteen ain't that peachy keen%
(The camera cuts back to the woman in the kitchen who just shakes her head)
%Oh, no it ain't so neat to admit defeat%
(The camera cuts back to the man driving the car who just shakes his head)
%They can see no reasons%
(The camera flashes to the fax machine)
%Cos there are no reasons%
(The camera flashes to the woman in the kitchen)
%What reasons do you need%
(The camera flashes to the man in the car)
%Tell me why I don't like Mondays%
(The camera cuts to a door that is riddled with bullet holes)
%Tell me why I don't like Mondays%
(The camera cuts to a police tape)
%Tell me why I don't like Mondays%
(The camera cuts to a police officer who is trying to keep people away from
the
police tape)
% I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo - oo - oot%
%The whole day down, down, down, shoot it all down...%
(The camera cuts to the floor with the white line. Every time the word
down is said the camera cuts back so that it's further away each time. 
When the last word is said it is shown that the white line forms the shape
of a body)
%And all the playing's stopped in the playground%
(The camera cuts to the Tendo home where no one is around)
%She wants to play with her toys a while%
(The camera cuts to Akane's bedroom where P-Chan is sitting on the
pillow staring into space)
%And school's out early and soon we'll be learning%
(The camera cuts to Furinkan High School)
%And the lesson today is how to die%
(The camera cuts to a chalkboard where there is a large amount of blood
splattered)
%And then the bullhorn cackles%
(The camera cuts to a police officer shouting into a bullhorn at a crowd of
people trying to see what is behind the police tape)
%And the captain tackles%
%With the problems and the how's and why'%
%And he can see no reasons%
(The camera flashes to the bullet ridden door)
%Cos there are no reasons%
(The camera cuts to the vacant Tendo home)
%What reason do you need to die%
(The camera cuts to the outline of the body on the floor. The camera flashes
through
mulitpile television stations. News shows, sit coms, sports programs, talk
shows, and
childrens shows)
%And the silicon chip inside her head gets switched to overload%
(The camera cuts to the grey haired anchorman)
%And nobody's gonna go to school today%
(The camera cuts to Furinkan High School)
%She's gonna make them stay at home%
(The camera cuts to the Tendo home)
%And daddy doesn't understand it%
(The camera cuts to Soun answering questions)
%He always said she was good as gold%
(The camera cuts to a picture of Akane smiling that is sitting on a table)
%And he can see no reasons%
(The camera flashes to a children's show)
%Cos there are no reasons%
(The camera flashes to a sports show)
%What reasons do you need to be shown%
(The camera flashes to a news show that has the rotund man who
was standing in front of Furinkan High School)
%Tell me why I don't like Mondays%
%Tell me why I don't like Mondays%
%Tell me why I don't like Mondays%
(The camera pulls in closer to Furinkan High school)
%I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo - oo - oot%
%The whole day down%
(The camera fades to black as the music dies down)

Sorry for writing this fic, but I had to do it. Hope you
liked it and most of all I hope you figured out what was
going on. 

Until I find better things to write about. Ja ne.