Subject: [FFML] [Ranma][Short] Hints, Allegories, And Things Left Unsaid
From: Damamamon@aol.com
Date: 9/12/1998, 7:18 AM
To: ffml@fanfic.com


I own none of these characters, i didn't create them. The belong to Viz,
Rumiko 
Takahashi, and others.  Just borrowing them to add my two cents.  That is all.

<when someone is speaking>

Hints, Allegories, and Things left Unsaid
By Damamamon


		Ranma sat down at the breakfast table and knew immediately 
something was wrong.  His dad was in his panda form, which wasn�t that, 
unusual, but he was stuffing his face full of bamboo, which was.  Soun was 
visibly sweating and Kasumi sat at the table ready to eat.  Then Ranma�s brain
kicked in.  Dad eating bamboo.  Check.  Soun not looking happy.  Check.  
Kasumi sitting at table. Check.  Processing complete, Akane is cooking 
breakfast.  Situation critical.  Before Ranma could react to this vital
information a 
steaming plate of god knows what is set in front of his face, closely followed
by 
the words <Ranma try this.  I worked all morning to make it for you.>
		Ranma takes one look at the plate and then looks at Akane and 
says, <You uncute tomboy, I wouldn�t touch that slop if it was the last morsel
of 
food left on this entire planet.>  Ranma watches Akanes face go through the 
normal emotions from happiness, to shock, to sadness, and then finally to 
righteous anger.  With a loud shout of <Ranma you idiot.>  Akane pulls out her
ever-present mallet and takes a swing, which Ranma dodges with his usual 
grace. Moving into the back yard he then responds, <Akane your cooking is so 
bad, not even a trash eating p-chan like Ryoga would eat it.>  Suddenly from
over 
the wall comes a cry, <Hey who are you calling p-chan, and what did you do to 
Akane.  Ranma prepare to die!>  
		Noticing that Ryoga has joined the fight, Ranma decides that 
discretion is the better part of valor and decides to use the Saotome final 
technique and runs away. Ranma jumps over the wall and lands on the head of 
the ever-myopic mousse that is helping Shampoo on a delivery, and flippantly 
says <out of the way duckboy.> And continues running down the street closely 
followed by Ryoga and Akane.  Mousse really pissed at the latest insult Ranma 
has handed him follows after the fleeing Ranma.  
		Shampoo wanting nothing but to be close to her fianc�e joins in 
on that chase. She watches as Ranma shows no respect for upperclassmen 
Kuno and he also gets caught up in the race to see who will kill that
villainous 
fiend Ranma first. Everybody knows that in these situations wherever Kuno is, 
Kodatchi isn�t very far behind.  Soon most of Ranma�s friends and enemies are 
creating a huge dust cloud and a tremor that is shaking most of Nerima.
	Oddly enough that aforementioned dust cloud and shaking ground 
manages to distract most of the female population of Furinkan High School just
enough that it lets the biggest pervert in all of Japan and probably the world
to 
escape their clutches and Happosai makes a break for it.  Now that group of 
girls had been chasing Happosai for a good part of the morning and managed to 
catch him with no ones help for a change.  They were most upset at this turn
of 
events and decided that it was all Ranma�s fault that this had happened and
that 
he must also pay for the humiliation that Happosai has caused them.  They too 
joined in the frantic race to get Ranma.
		Now Happosai knowing a good distraction when he spots one 
accompanies Ranma at the front of the pack.  As Ranma and Happosai then lead 
the angry, persecuting mob on a senseless chase through the streets of Nerima,
Happosai asks.  <So what�s really going on here my boy?>  He gets no answer
all 
he can here is the sounds of Ranma�s laughter.  

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 	One last glance at his nemesis and he turned back to his cake.  Only to find
Ranma grabbing the last piece.Finally the party entered full swing, Ryouga
breaking the idle chatter as he lunged for Ranma's throat.     
                               -Forgot who wrote it but if you can tell me i
would appreciate it.