Well, still hoping for C&C, flames, or offers for help...please send any to
UnderF4331@aol.com - I've given up on all my other mailboxes.

	Many of the characters used don't belong to me.  Don't sue me, I'm broke.
	Those that I've created (including the stealth self insert) are mine.


Pandem Academy: Orientation Week, Day 1
By Ryo Hoshi

	Kate looked at the map.  "...let's see...I'm at room 309 and I'm looking for
room 201...and, contrary to what the map says, there are no findable
stairs..."  She looked up again, and did a double take.  The door she was
standing in front of now had the number 201 on it.  "Okay...guess I'm here."  
	Kate opened the door and dropped her bags on the left side of the room.
Someone had put in a loft bed on the left side, and covered about every free
wall on that side of the room.  There was even a desk, complete with a
computer and modem setup.
	"Hmmm...I think I'll shelve my manga first, and forget about my posters, wall
scrolls, and pictures for the time being."
	She looked at the other side of the room and wondered who her roommate was
going to be.

	Akane wandered onto the second floor of the dorm building, looking at the
room numbers.  "209...207...205...203...ah, 201."  She opened the door and
walked in.
	"Hey, who are you?"
	The gaijin girl answered, in halting and rather mangled Japanese, "I'm your
roommate."  And then the girl switched to English and asked, "Do you speak
English?"
	"Hai...I mean, yes." Akane replied in English that was slightly less mangled
then the other girl's Japanese.
	The girl look at Akane, and her eyes widened in surprise.  "Akane?"

	Ranma was hiking down the corridor on the first floor.  "150.  Great.  I'm
halfway there."

	"Hello, and welcome to Pandimentional Academy, the only school that offers a
complete schooling to all who qualify.  We are honored that you are here.
	"This is the cafeteria." 
	The parents, and the accompanying offspring, looked around.
	The cafeteria was a large white room, with minimalist decoration and neon
strips supplying the light.  As they looked around, the first students to find
the cafeteria wandered in.

	"Wow...this place is clean.  Too clean."
	"What do you mean, Kate?"
	"I mean just what I said.  There's not even evidence of one good food fight!"
	Akane looked up.
	"So, want to find out if the food here's worth eating?"
	"Hai."

	"Tell me why we're here, again."
	"We have to check out any school we're going to trust of son to."
	"Ah."

	Akane and Kate walked out of the kitchen carrying a tray with a cup of
something that looked like soup, but too thick and the wrong color, and
something that vaguely resembled meat.  They sat down at the nearest table and
began investigating the so-called food.
	Akane experimentally poked her spoon in the soup.  "This stuff just dissolved
my spoon."
	Kate poked the meat-like substance with her fork.  "I can be sure that this
isn't type 1 mystery mean, and I can rule out all forms of type two..."
Suddenly, the thing sat up and became larger.  "Type 3.  Just my luck."

	"Um, sorry about that.  We don't expect food fights to be this severe or too
often..."
	"I'll say."
	The tour guide ducked a thrown bowl of the soup-like substance.  A few
seconds later, the two students followed the bowl, but this time the guide
forgot to duck.
	"Oh sorry, sir."

To be continued...

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Note: There is a system of names for types of mystery meat.  It goes:
	1.  So disgusting you don't even want to bother investigating it.
	2a. Hits the floor like lead. 
	2b. It is lead.
	3.   Isn't dead yet.
	4a. Bounces when it hits the floor.
	4b. Bounces like a superball, only more.


		--Ryo Hoshi