Well I said I would get this done and out before the end of the week and 
I did it!  Sorry this took so long in coming.  C+C, MST welcome flames 
if neccesary but be warned I am sensitive, so please don't be to harsh.
					Trom

Incert standard disclaimor. I don't own any of these characters and this 
is just a poor parady of those great author's works.

	Ukyou's Revenge

	Ukyou Kuonji grumbled as she went about the business of cooking 
up an order of Okonomiyaki for her latest customer.  It had been days 
since that Nabiki Tendo had pulled one over on her.  Three days, two 
hours, and 38 minutes since Nabiki Tendo made a fool out of her!  Three 
days, two hours, and 39 minutes since she had to go for three hours 
trying to keep her bladder from exploding.   Flipping the completed 
order to her customer, she set about scraping her grill with a little 
more force than needed. [Screeeeeee! Screeeeee!] Some of the regulars 
just stared at her and slowly edged away.

	"Alright you guys, cut it out!"  The sound of the hated woman's 
voice brought Ukyou out of her funk. Looking out her window, she saw 
Nabiki leading the enchanted children down the street.  They were 
connected to her by one of those child leases, it seems she wasn't going 
to take any chances with their behavior.


	"Hmm, I wonder what she's up to?" Ukyou mumbled to herself.  
Leaving the handling of the business to Konatsu, Ukyou discretely 
followed the group until she came upon a garden, where the children were 
organizing it under the watchful eye of Nabiki Tendo.  They stayed there 
for about an hour before returning to the dojo.
	Going back to the garden, Ukyou looked for someone to get info 
from.  Seeing an old lady she walked up and posed her questions.
	"Excuse me."  She inquired, the old woman gave Ukyou a kind 
smile upon finding herself being addressed.
	"Yes? What can I do for you deary?" 
	"Yes, was that Nabiki Tendo here earlier?" Ukyou patiently asked 
the old woman, getting her revenge against Nabiki Tendo would take 
patience.  She could easily beat the tar out of her,  while that would 
be satisfying for the moment, OK she would love to beat the tar out of 
her.  The problem was, one she wouldn't be welcome in the Tendo home any 
longer, at least less welcome than she usually was.  Two it would only 
last for the moment where as revenge could last a life time, not that 
she would.  
	"Oh yes, the Tendo girl," The woman's smile drooped a little.  
"She �volunteered' to have her charges �help' with the garden.  For a 
fee of course.  Still the children seemed to like helping out."  This 
statement brought a look of recollection on the old woman's face, as if 
she was remembering her own children or grandchildren.
	"She's helping huh?"  A plan began forming in the back of 
Ukyou's mind.  She would have her revenge, oh yes, she would indeed.  
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"  The old woman quietly edged away from the derange 
sounding Chef.

	"Alright you little bundles of energy, that's enough!" Nabiki 
Tendo, financial wizard (at least in her own eyes) extrodinare, and at 
the moment supervisor (i.e. babysitter) of the most powerful group of 
six year Olds, the world have ever seen.  Making sure that they were not 
going to destroy any buildings nearby, she returned her attention to man 
she was talking to.
	"What about marketing?  If they take off as well as I think they 
will, that will be a major cash flow."  Nabiki inquired to man in a 
business suit, busily typing away on a portable computer, entering 
figures.  He have had dealings with Ms. Tendo before, and he would have 
to agree this would make them a fortune.


	Ucchan's Okonomiyaki: Ukyou Kuonji sole owner and Okonomiyaki 
chef supreme, (Why else would she be in such a restaurant?) Was 
whistling a merry tune as she whip up a special batch of batter for a 
very special group.
	"Ukyou-sama!?" Konatsu's strained voice, came from the back of 
the restaurant.  The ninja cross-dresser, struggled under the weight of 
an extremely large bag of sugar.  "Ukyou-sama, are you certain you 
require this much sugar for your new recipe?"
	"Positive Sugar," She frowned at the bad pun she made, but 
continued on.  "What are little kids known for?" She asked her dedicated 
employee.
	"Known for?" the ninja/waiter inquired, as a look of 
concentration formed on his face.  The only experience he had with 
children was none what so ever.  You do not get much chance to work with 
children when you are raised to be a ninja.  The only information he 
could use was what he learned working at the Ucchan's.  "Making noise 
and be messy?"
	"Exactly." The maniac grin returned to Ukyou's face.  Vengeance 
would be sweet indeed.

	The Tendo Dojo: The Time when all good little six year old 
martial artists should be in bed.
	Soun Tendo exited the furo, for once completely relaxed.  It had 
been a stressing week so far, what with the rejuvenation of his daughter 
and her betrothed (Not to mention every other ultra-powerful martial 
artist teenager in the area).  Wrapping a towel around his waist he 
opened the door that led to the hall.  Taking a deep breath, yes 
everything would be going up hill from now on.
	"NO!" Ranma-chan screamed as she raced down the hall completely 
naked. "No, no, no, no, I don't want ta!"  Behind her two equally small 
little girls came running after her.  Both wearing clothes to big for 
them with make-up caked on their faces.

	Stepping back and closing the door, Soun removed his towel and 
re-entered the furo.

	"Come on Ranma!" Little Akane called after the fleeing girl.  
"We're playing dress up and you have to wear these."  Trying to thrust 
some clothing that she raided from the closet at the fleeing figure.
	""Ranma! You girl now, you dress like one," Little Shampoo added 
in.
	The trio raced out the hall threw the dining area, and into the 
yard.  Little Mousse and Ryouga watched from the dojo, better Ranma than 
them. 
	Ranma would have cleared the wall and made his way to safety if 
not for one very particular and very strict voice.  "Ranma! Akane! 
Shampoo!" Nodoka was standing at the entrance to the house. "What time 
is it?" She continued in that mild voice mother's use, just daring the 
children to give the wrong answer.
	The terrible trio shuffled their feet, holding their hands in 
front of them. "It's time for bed?" they asked tentatively.
	Nodoka couldn't hope her frown any longer, they just looked so 
adorable.  Ranma looked just like she did at her age, er physical age.  
Along Shampoo and Akane trying to look like grownups. It was just so 
adorable.  Dressed up?  Where did they get the clothes and make up?  All 
their old clothing had been boxed away until they got older.   
	"My Room!" A screech came from up stairs.  Thumping down the 
stairs, Nabiki Tendo looked like she was about to have a casual 
conversation, calm, way to calm.
	"Good night Akane, Shampoo," and with that Ranma-chan raced into 
the dojo with Mousse and Ryouga to bed down, it seemed the safest place 
to be at the moment.  The Saotome School of Anything Goes Final Attack 
at it's best.  Akane and Shampoo watched her flee with a look of 
betrayal on their faces. 


	The Next morning:
	The sounds of birds singing their merry little tune, that is 
until one of the neighbor's cats decided that they would make a good 
breakfast.  Fortunately for the birds, the cat was so fat from being fed 
by said neighbors that when she pounced upon the branch in which the 
birds lay, broke under her considerable weight.

	The Tendo dojo

	Soun Tendo sat at the table reading his morning paper as he done 
in the past.  That single piece of pulped wood and ink was what kept him 
safe from the rest of the Chaos that surrounded his home.  Later on in 
the day he would be able to deal with it in his own little way, but now 
it was just to early in the day.
	He gripped the paper a little more as the sound of foot steps 
coming toward him, from the pace and the measured steps.  The paper was 
his shield from the world, maybe if he concentrated more fully Nabiki 
would just get discouraged and move on.  But he knew that was just 
wishful thinking.
	"Morning Daddy," honey and happiness just seemed	to drip 
from her.  Soun shuddered, it was going to be bad.  "Daddy I need you to 
look after the demolition crew for a while today."  While he loved his 
children and nothing could force him to harm them in any way, he knew 
his limitations.  
	"Nabiki," He grinned hopefully at his middle child. "I'm sure 
Kasumi and Nodoka would happily look after them." His grin faded as 
Nabiki sadly shook her head.
	"Kasumi needed to go to the market for some things," she looked 
strait into his eyes. "And you know what kind of trouble the kids would 
cause there."

	Open Scene The market place
	Kasumi walking happily along the market place, the children 
following in a strait line behind her.  Singing a happy little 
children's song and skipping merrily along.  It looks like a scene out 
of a story book, so happy, so peaceful-

	"Daddy, these are Ranma and company we're talking about," 
Nabiki's voice calls out in thin air.  "What would they really be 
doing?"

	Rewind
	A harrowed Kasumi is seen chasing around the children, as they 
race all about the market place.  Getting into places where children 
should not be.  
	Breaking very valuable items. 
	Shop owners coming to the dojo and presenting bills to Soun, who 
is soon over whelmed.
	Close Scene

	Soun shuddered at the thought of all those bills.  He pushed 
that thought out of his mind.
	"I'm sure Nodoka is available...." Soun trailed off at Nabiki's 
nod. "No, huh?" He looked pensive for a moment, as if his next 
suggestion was really a good idea, "Genma?" But no he didn't need the 
disgusted look Nabiki gave him to realize that was a stupid idea.  
	"Anyway, Uncle Saotome is coming with me," she went on.  "If 
this idea works out, we won't have to worry about money for a long 
time." This last part was said with a little dreamy smile on her face.
	"But what am I suppose to do with the children!?" Soun nearly 
wailed.
	"Daddy," Nabiki began in an exasperated voice. "Your a martial 
arts instructor, they're martial artists, get the picture." Suddenly the 
scampering of feet can be heard, and Soun found himself surrounded by 
the object of the discussion.
	"Daddy!" Little Akane exclaimed.  "Are you going to teach us?" 
She clapped her hands together in front of herself in joy.
	"Ya! Special training," Ranma exclaimed, he was after all raised 
to love the art.
	This was echoed by the remaining children.  Surprisingly 
Tatewaki was present among them.
	"Sir," little Taki began with a deep bow. "Sasuke wished to have 
me thank you for instructing me in the open handed arts."  Such a speech 
from such a little man, he would make any father proud.  Soun could not 
hope to avail against them, but he looked like he was not going to give.
	"Anything Goes Special Attack!" Ranma cried out. "Super Sweet 
Cavity Causing Wave!"  And with that all six pairs of eyes grew large 
and watery, mouth formed into a pout, they were so cute that your teeth 
start to hurt. Now against one of them Soun might have stood a chance, a 
very big might.  With all six working together is guaranteed to work on 
even the coldest hearted individual.  Soun never stood a chance, while 
Nabiki just shuddered and made good her escape.
	"Alright everyone into the Dojo," Soun gave up. Besides it would 
be good to be teaching again.  
		
	The Fuji Studios: Later on in the day.

	Nabiki Tendo and Genma Saotome were in conference with a very 
prominent producer.  Their idea, what with the popularity of children's 
programming, to create the ultimate children's movie.  Taking two of the 
most popular figures in children's programming and a very marketable 
concept namely the martial arts.  It was a guaranteed money maker.
	"So we use Mr. Saotome here as a stand in for the usual actor," 
Nabiki started.  "Using a voice over so he can't fub any lines." Genma 
frowned at that comment but kept quiet, he wasn't about to make the 
mistake of losing this kind of opportunity.
	"Yes!" The producer stands up and shouts dramatically. "It will 
the be the ultimate in children's programing.  The greatest story ever 
told, it's," 
	�BARNY VERSUS THE TELE-TUBBIES!'
	I don't really have to tell you that he is a young producer, a 
prodigy if you will.
	Nabiki and Genma looked a little unsure they should be working 
with such an individual.  But I suppose they are used to working with 
crazies.

	The Tendo Dojo:
	Soun Tendo just stood in the dojo with a vacant look on his 
face, drool hanging from his mouth. Little Akane, Ryouga, Shampoo, and 
Mousse danced him, exclaiming happily.  Ranma and Taki came up with a 
bucket of water and when their friends were clear splashed Soun.
	"Glub-" Soun sputtered as he shook the water off himself. 
"Wha... What happened?" He seemed confused for a moment before rising 
up, a fan in his hand, the setting sun at his back.  The children danced 
around in white robes and headbands waving little fans around in 
victory. 
	"They've done it!" Tears of joy streamed down his face. "With 
this new technique not even the master will be able to withstand this 
attack! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" The Kids soon got bored with the dancing and 
went to see if dinner was ready yet.		    	

	The next morning:
	Soun was happy, in fact he was feeling better than he had in a 
long time.  So much in effect that he decided to bring the children out 
to eat.  It didn't matter that where they were going was the Ucchan's, 
or that Ukyou called last night to invite the children over for a free 
meal.  Being trained by Happosai as well as having to support his family 
taught him the value of taking advantage of er, enjoying a free meal.
	"Come along children," the six kids scampered out the door.  
Soun was about follow when he was interrupted.
	"Oh Daddy," Nabiki called from the entrance to the bathroom, 
still in her bathrobe. "Don't forget to have them back by this 
afternoon."
	"Of course daughter," Soun looked indignant, as he would be 
irresponsible enough blow on of her deals.  He wasn't Genma after all.

	Soun Tendo walked down the street chest out with pride, as the 
children followed respectively behind him as befitting a master of the 
martial arts.  He had missed this feeling, the respect and love from his 
youngest, the admiration of his students, he felt alive again.  He had 
not felt way in some time, not since, sniff, not since.  Soun shook his 
head, he would not go there.  Not in front of the children. 
	They soon came upon the Ucchan's, a glance from Soun and the 
kids broke ranks and scurried into the restaurant like the little mob 
that they were.
	"Hey kids," Ukyou greeted as they stepped up to the counter, a 
big grin on her face.  Konatsu waited to seat the group, he bowed to Mr. 
Tendo. 
	"Hi Ucchan," Ranma chirped out, he imitated by his partners in 
crime. Giving her the cute sorry looked.  The last time they had seen 
Ukyou was when they tied her up and placed her in front the of the 
television.  Soun laughed nervously, placing a hand behind his head.
	"Oh Ukyou, about the other night-" He began, but was interrupted 
by Ukyou a wave of her mini-spatula.  
	"Don't worry about Sugar," she gave him a big toothed grin. 
"It's in the past, I don't blame you.  I blame your mercenary, soulless 
bitch of a daughter." the last part she muttered under her breath, 
scowling briefly.  Her smile returned quickly enough, so that Soun did 
not really noticed it.
	  They were soon seated at a booth, they did not even get a 
chance to look at the menu before five plates topped with Ukyou's new 
special dish, topped with whipped cream.
	"A special treat from Ukyou-sama," Konatsu informed Mr. Tendo. 
Soun's order was taken, and a few minutes later Konatsu came back with 
beverages.  Some tea for Soun and for the little devils gobbling up 
their okonomiyaki, a double dipped chocolate malt.  Of course Soun being 
a father did not really notice, as long as they happy and quiet.
	"So I hear Nabiki has got something big planned today," Ukyou 
caught Soun in the middle of drinking his tea, startling him in the 
process.
	"Cough! Cough!" Ukyou started slamming him in the back, maybe a 
little to harshly but he is a martial arts master.  He put up a hand to 
stop her.  "cough, yes thank you, please I'm fine now, you just startled 
me is all."
	Gathering his composure, he addressed fully.  "What was that you 
were asking? Oh yes, it seems that Nabiki is very excited about 
something.  Something to do with the children, nothing to dangerous I 
hope, Nabiki truly loves them.  Why it always seems that she was 
bringing them on outings and such." He smiled happily, it seemed like 
everyone was more happy with the younger selves of the children.  Why 
even the neighbors have voiced how they adored them.
	"That's great Mr. Tendo," Ukyou smiled a very fake smile at him. 
"I hope everything works out great for you." All the while have her 
fingers crossed behind her back.
	Ukyou's recipe for disaster, take six hyperactive kids, pumped 
them full of sugar, and sit back and watch the fireworks.

	The Fuji studios: The wardrobe department
	Genma Saotome struggled into the suit of a particular purple 
dinosaur.  All he had to do was do a little dance, act stupidly happy 
(not really hard, just have to think of the money), and get beaten up by 
a bunch of little creatures (again not really hard, he did train with 
Happosai for all those years).
	
	Nabiki watched as the children where put into the little alien 
costumes with televisions in their tummies.  She smirked as the kids 
really got into the roles, It was a good think she rented all those 
videos for them to watch.  She was not only making money, but the kids 
were happy as well.  She frowned for a moment, just before the heads of 
the costumes were put on, she noticed that a couple of their eyes 
started to bug out.  They must just be excited.

	The director wasn't to sure of this.  Sure he had worked with 
children before and had done many actions films, but combining the two? 
He just wasn't sure about this, but no matter what he would get paid.

	Something was wrong, that Genma knew.  Years of avoiding danger 
has given him a keen danger sense.  Although he knew he should be safe 
in the studio, the only other time he felt like this was when the boy 
was stuck in the neko-ken.  Glancing over at the kids dressed in their 
stupid costumes, what they won't put on television these days.
	Curious he went over to Nabiki to check if everything was 
alright.
	"Problems," She inquired with an arched eye-brow. 
	"Are the children alright?" He almost sounded concerned, this 
from the guy who lived by the phrase, what doesn't kill your child will 
only make them a stronger martial artist.
	"They're fine," She sounded bored, she didn't need him to 
undermine her big deal.  "They shouldn't be hungry for a while, 
according to Daddy, they had a very large meal at Ukyou's.  They had 
enough that even Ranma was full." That last past was meant to be 
humorous but Genma did not smile.  She was about to elaborate further 
when a question came her way.
	"Uhm, excuse me Miss Tendo?" The voice inquired. She turned and 
was confronted by a young intern. "But are they suppose to be doing 
that?" With that the intern pointed out the children.
	Nabiki was a completely confused about their behavior.  Sure 
they were usually very energetic, but this was something new.  In their 
little costumes she couldn't tell which was which, but they all seemed 
to be bouncing up and down on their toes.  She couldn't be sure but she 
would swear that they were shaking so much that they were vibrating. 
	Walking over to one of them she pulled off the mask to find 
Akane underneath.  She had a huge grin plastered on her face and her 
eyes had that vacant stare in her eyes.  Almost like the times Ranma was 
accessing the cat-fist.  She turned to Genma.
	"What's wrong with them?" He has been a parent for a long time, 
so he should know.
	"These children have been overdosed with sugar!" Genma's voice 
held a tint of fear in it.  Nabiki was about it ask what was so back 
about that, but Genma had bid a hasty retreat towards the nearest exit. 
 Being that they were on a sound set, there was only one exit.  Nabiki 
was so shocked that she didn't move until a sound slowly began to build 
in volume.
	"giggle, giggle, giggle, hehehehehehehehe!" Each of the little 
costume martial artists started giggling almost insanely.  Although 
still a child's giggle, still an almost evil paranoid giggle that sent 
shivers down her spin.
	"Nabiki," Akane called her, voice all full of happiness and 
laughter.  "Let's play!"  This was repeated by others at first in a 
quiet erie way, soon building in volume.   
	Let's play
	Let's play
	Let's play
	Nabiki's survival instinct took hold, and she bolted for the 
exit.  The sounds of mini- martial artists scurrying after her.  A burst 
of adrenaline got her to the door first only to find it barred.  Looking 
through the window she saw Genma barricading the door from the out side. 
	"Genma!" She pounded on the door. "Let me out!" The big man in 
the Barney suit only shook his head no.

	Genma watched Nabiki's panic ridden face, as she demanded to be 
let of the room with the children.  He watched as she turned to witness 
her fate.  She screamed as she was quickly dragged away.  The window was 
so small that he soon lost sight of her.  Other people's screams soon 
joined Nabiki's.  He was about to step closer to the window to see what 
was happening, when a loud thumps came from the door, as if someone was 
trying to break out.  He looked at what he piled in front of the door, a 
couple fire extinguishers, a small boom crane, and a couple of those 
little carts that the executives ride around in.  It should be enough to 
hold them in there.  Again stepping up to the window, he suddenly jumped 
back as a little tele-tubbie's face peered out at him, that insanely 
happy grin that broke out in a high pitch voice.
	"Open the door Pop," He knew it was Ranma. "We just want to play 
with you."  The sound of his voice sent shivers up and down Genma's 
spine.  He turned his back on his son, sitting down, and covering his 
ears so he wouldn't have to here the little taunts and the screams from 
the adults.  When that wasn't enough he started singing out loud to 
drown out the voices.

	A couple hours later
	Genma stopped singing and listened for any shouts.  Nothing but 
silence answered his ears.  Standing up and turning to the window, he 
glanced inside the room.  Nothing moved, even the little tots were lying 
down having passed out from exhaustion.  That was the thing about sugar, 
it gave you a quick high jolt of energy but the crash was hard.  
Especially when the one's O.D.ing were little five year olds.
	Moving the equipment from the door, he cautiously opened the 
door and peered around.  Those could just be the costume stuffed with 
odds and end, waiting to spring on him at any moment.  He had after all 
taught Ranma well. 
	Moving cautiously across the room, the people in the room just 
sat around with vacant looks on their faces and drool coming from their 
mouths.  Nabiki was no different from everyone else, only that she was 
also in clothes that did not fit her right and make-up was smeared all 
over her face.  
	The children were in fact asleep.  Taking time to take off his 
costume, he found a glass of water and splashed himself.  It would be 
easier carrying them home with the increased strength of his panda form. 
     
	Unbeknownst to everyone involved, the cameras were running 
through the whole thing.

	Ukyou watched as Genma in panda form carried the whole group 
back to the Tendo Dojo.  How he could carry six children and one 
seventeen year old, she didn't know.  For a moment she thought of 
offering to help him with his burden but quickly pushed it aside.  
	Twirling in a circle, she gave a merry laugh and skipped on the 
way home.  Revenge was oh so sweet.
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