I don't own Ranma 1/2, or it's characters. Others do.
If I said anymore, I'd be putting too much thought
into my disclaimer. (....D'oh!)



Lots of minor adjustments, some modifications on some
of the scenes, and a few new (hopefully) funny scenes.

This all takes place after Volume 38 of manga,
containing some elements from the anime.

C&C needed.


		
	RANMA GETS FED UP


		By Lucres Annuiteas





	Ranma was finally finished with his morning workout.
Akane had interrupted him sometime in the duration,
but he had still gotten in plenty of exercise. He�d
worked up a good sweat too, and a nice bath was just
the thing he needed. Grabbing the things he would
need, he looked for a pair of boxers. He grimaced when
he saw the only clean underwear were the ones his
mother had bought the last time she was out. Nodoka
Saotome apparently had developed a fetish for Western
cartoons. 

 	She�d given him a pair of boxers with a white
background and bright red hearts covering the
material, claiming they were �So cute!� Ranma sighed
and picked up the shorts. There was nothing else left,
and it wasn�t like anyone was going to look at his
underpants, anyway. So, taking the strange
undergarments and his other bathing materials, he
headed for the changing room.

        As Ranma finally settled into the furo, he
briefly wondered what would be for breakfast.


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	Everyone settled down at the table to eat breakfast.
Nabiki had finally decided to get up, not wanting to
waste away an entire day. Soun Tendou was asking Akane
if she knew where Ranma was.

	�He decided that he didn�t want to join us,� Akane
replied curtly. She wasn�t very happy about his
dismissal of her when she went to tell him that
breakfast was ready. If he was going to be rude, he
deserved to miss out on the meal.

	�Well, then. I guess I�ll have to relieve him of his
duty to breakfast. He�s been taking on too many
responsibilities lately, and as his father, it�s my
job to help him out. A martial artist�s work is never
done.� It wasn�t like Genma really needed to explain
his actions, though. Akane decided it was Ranma�s own
fault, Soun commended his friend on his sensitivity,
and Nabiki merely rolled her eyes.

	�_Ranma_ decided he didn�t want to join us for
breakfast? Are you sure?� Nabiki questioned her
younger sister; she sure that they�d had an argument.

	�He told me he was busy,� Akane replied defensively.
It wasn�t a lie, those _were_ his words. 

	�If you say so. Pass the rice.� 

	The meal began without any further discussion, and
everyone enjoyed it. A certain bald-pated man
especially delighted in the meal.

		
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	Ranma was finally finished with his bath, and he had
just finished changing into a pair of baggy black
pants and one of his regular Chinese-styled red
shirts. He then made his way for the breakfast table,
eager to eat whatever delicious food had been
prepared. When he arrived, everyone was nearly
finished with their meal, and his father was nearly
finished with Ranma�s meal.

	�Hey!� Ranma�s yelled, but his outburst only caused
Genma to eat faster. Seeing that his father was now
practically stuffing himself, Ranma kicked the back of
the elder Saotome�s head. Genma almost choked, but he
managed to swallow it with difficulty, not wanting to
waste the food by allowing the morsels to escape his
mouth.

	�Why didn�t anyone tell me that breakfast was
ready?!� Ranma�s stomach burbled its protest along
with its owner�s, unhappy at the prospect of not being
filled.

	�Akane said that she�d told you, and you declined,�
Nabiki explained, now absolute that her sister hadn�t
told her the whole truth.

	�What?� Ranma was confused. He didn�t remember anyone
telling him anything like that.

	�I tried to, and you said that you were busy. With
the amount you eat, though, I�d say you could afford
to miss a meal. I�m sure you�ll more than make up for
it during lunch.,� Akane told the hungry boy before
her.

	Ranma was now very agitated, extremely famished, and
angry with his father for eating his food. The fact
that there was no ready food available only made him
hungrier. Of course, taking all this out on Akane was
probably not a very good idea. 

	�Like you, of all people, should be talking to me
about my eating habits,� Ranma started off.

	�What�s _that_ supposed to mean?� Akane demanded, not
sure where Ranma was going with this.

	�Well, I�ve noticed you�ve been putting on quite a
few pounds. It seems like you�re finally filling out.
In the waist, that is. And pretty much every other
place you shouldn�t.� Ranma declared in a
matter-of-fact tone. �Don�t worry, though. You�re
still as uncute and tomboyish as ever, only now you�re
getting cowish.� Ranma marveled at what he�d just
said. Hmmm...Wonder where _that_ came from...If
anything, she�s been getting thinner. Must be
expanding the size of my insult vocabulary or
somethin�.  

	Akane had apparently taken it upon herself to expand
the size of Ranma�s head. A fierce aura had surrounded
her, and her fists were clenched. Everyone else who�d
been watching decided to back away from the bickering
twosome. Ranma had awoken from his brief introspection
long enough to see the fist coming. It was a right
cross to the jaw, then a swift jab towards his left
eye. That was followed up by an uppercut to the chin.

	�Akane�s dancing around him, popping punches quicker
than the blink of an eye. There�s one. There�s
another...� Soun had his megaphone, and Genma and
Nabiki were cheering Akane on while eating popcorn.
�It doesn�t look like Wild Horse Saotome can take much
more of this. He�s swaying to the left and right,
probably an attempt to dodge the blows. But Mad Cloud
Tendou remains unfazed, keeping up with him! 

        �There goes a shot to his breadbasket,
followed up with a backhand to the jaw again. Mad
Cloud is really in her prime this morning. There�s an
uppercut. Oooh, those jabs are vicious. There goes
one. Then another...And he�s down for the count!�

	�Mad Cloud� pumped her fists in the air, while Ranma
was laid out on the floor with blank eyes. Seeing that
the others� attentions were on a fallen Ranma, Akane
looked down at herself, turning this way and that. She
wasn�t gaining weight...The very idea! Ranma was just
trying to get her goat.  Although, her thighs _did_
seemed wider than before, and she didn�t remember her
bottom being _that_ big...

	Ranma had recovered quickly, and looked about him.
Pop was trying to snatch popcorn from Nabiki�s
container. Mr. Tendou was reprimanding Pop for
attempting to steal from his daughter. Nabiki was
demanding pay for the kernels that the elder Saotome
had already managed to eat. He then saw Akane staring
at her own butt, for some reason. He almost laughed,
despite himself.  She actually believed him?

	Now was not the time to remark about that, though.
The slightly beaten Ranma tried to crawl away, but
Akane stepped on the pant leg of his pants, preventing
him from escaping the punishment she wasn�t done
giving him. Ranma looked back when he felt a slight
breeze run across his legs, a breeze that he shouldn�t
be feeling. Akane blushed when she realized that Ranma
hadn�t stopped crawling. She was about to yell at him
for not securing his trousers, but she got a good look
at his boxers.

	She burst out laughing, and everyone�s attention was
drawn to the underwear. Everyone else, excepting
Ranma, joined in the laughter at the pig-tailed boy�s
expense.

	�Ranma doesn�t need to express his love for Akane,�
Soun said, pointing to the hearts, �His boxers say
more than enough. They must be married at one!�

	�Heh, heh,� Genma--though it was a great
embarrassment to have his son parading around in such
ridiculous attire--was happy Nodoka hadn�t talked him
into wearing the things. Besides, it _was_ funny. 

	�Nice boxers. The hearts don�t go too well with your
shoes, but it�s a nice touch. Besides, the statement
you�re making is revolutionary. No more pants for
men...Just imagine!� Nabiki tried to stifle the urge
to laugh along with the rest. She gave up, �Hehehe.�

	�Bwahahahahahahahaha!� Akane, so to speak, was beyond
words.
 
	Ranma jerked up his pants with chestnut-fist speed,
but not fast enough to escape Nabiki�s Photo-fu. The
newly-appointed  Master of Anything-Goes-Embarrassing
Picture-Taking to get a couple good shots with her
camera. He made a beeline for the door, his cheeks
burning up. 

	�Wow, he sure ran out of here fast,� the Tendou
patriarch commented as he saw Ranma�s retreating
figure disappear through the doorway. Genma grunted in
agreement.

	�Darn. I wanted to take more pictures. Oh well, this
will be good enough for now.� Nabiki headed out to
have the photos developed.

	�Hehehehehehehehehe!� Akane was now doubled over and
holding her sides, which were threatening to burst at
any given moment. 

	�Hmmm...Tendou, I think Akane is a little
hysterical...� Genma was slightly afra--concerned over
his future daughter-in-law�s unstable behavior.

	� I think you�re right, Saotome. It wasn�t _that_
funny, Ranma�s boxe--�

	�Bwahahahahahahaha! Box--Heeheeheehee--Boxers--With
Red Hear-�Ohohohohoho!� Akane was now rolling on the
floor, kicking her legs. The water in a nearby glass
made tiny ripples, and other plates on the same table
bounced with each outburst of laughter.

	The two heads of the families were both now
afra--concerned for thei--Akane�s well-being. They
backed out slowly, hoping She wouldn�t notice their
departure. Besides, there was an important Shougi game
meeting in the park that they just couldn�t miss.
Akane would calm down--eventually.



	Outside the Tendou compound, Ranma walked along the
road,  feeling angry and generally sorry for himself.
What had seemed like the beginning of a good day had
turned out to be the misleading start of a day that
was going downhill. He was beaten, humiliated, and
still hungry. Looking up, he caught sight of Ryouga.
Things were starting to look up. If anything could
cheer him up, it would be comparing himself to the
depressed Lost Boy.

	He called out to Ryouga, �Yo, P-chan! Over here!� He
was itching for a way to release his frustrations, and
picking a fight could do just that.


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	Ryouga was walking along the road, hoping to find a
post office nearby. He had written a letter to Akari,
and he couldn�t find a mailbox anywhere. He probably
had a better chance finding Akari�s ranch, or maybe
someone would give him directions. He took a look at
his map, and he heard a voice calling out for him.
There was only one person in the world that would call
him that.

	�Dammit...Don�t call me that!� Ryouga bared his teeth
as he looked at the familiar sight of his life-long
rival.

	�Whatcha up to, _P-chan_?� Ranma taunted, sticking
his tongue out at him. It looked like he would get the
fight he wanted.

	�Prepare to die!� Ryouga charged, then stopped. This
was just too redundant. It seemed like this was how it
started almost all of the time. Ranma angered him, he
charged, they fought. Ryouga would give a furious,
all-out attack, not pausing to give Ranma leeway or a
chance to think much. Ranma would dodge, slipping in a
punch or kick whenever he saw an opening. Ranma would
win, at least most of the time. Nothing changed, and
nothing was gained.

	�C�mon! I thought you were going to do something.
Unless you�re planning on killing me with boredom...�

	It was time for a change. Maybe, if Ryouga changed
his tactics, he could win. It was brilliant! He�d use
a different attack pattern and totally fake Ranma out!
Or--better yet--he�d do what he normally did and
double fake Ranma! Set with his plan, he charged. Then
he stopped. 

	�Wait are ya waiting for? Even Swine know how to
attack!�

       Argh, it was like a broken record. He needed
something new. Not a new technique, though. Those only
worked so long, then Ranma figured out counter, or at
least a way to get around it. He needed a
new...Mindset. His thoughts almost always went towards
the more honorable approaches to fighting. Albeit,
Ryouga wasn�t above using not-so-honorable methods,
they were usually minor techniques to enhance his
chances of a productive match, and nothing more. What
he needed was something...Evil--Err, Productive. 

       The idea hit him with the force of
gale-strength winds. It was perfect. It was sinister.
It was amazingly simple. 

       �C�mon, Pigboy. I�ll even give you a free shot.
How could you pass up a chance like that?� Ranma
motioned for Ryouga to come at him, then he got into a
loose ready stance.

       The Eternally Lost Boy gave a malevolent (but
honest) smirk. He charged Ranma, now sure of himself
and what he was about to do. 

       Ryouga reared back his foot, focusing all of
his chi for this one shot. He let loose a yell
and-----kicked Ranma in the junk. 

       Ranma let loose a yell that was unlike
Ryouga�s. His face contorted into unimaginable shapes,
full of surprise and pain. It was clearly something
that he hadn�t expected when he said he would let
Ryouga have a free shot. 

       Ranma curled up in a fetal, holding the
affected area and shaking slowly. The dead silence was
broken occasionally by the sounds of Ryouga as he did
a little dance of triumph. {$}

       Savoring the moment, Ryouga rubbed the toe he
used to defeat his nemesis. He couldn�t believe Ranma
had just stood there and let him hit him, even though
he knew Ranma knew how powerful a shot�any shot�from
him would be. Ryouga had to give the boy now-quivering
on the ground credit for the courage he�d shown,
though; Ranma had balls.

       Ryouga suddenly realized what had occurred. He
had beaten Ranma in a real fight. He then turned to a
new line of thought; if Ranma was around, the Tendou
Dojo had to be nearby. It also meant that Akane was
free, and now he had proved himself worthy of her by
defeating Ranma. Ryouga rushed off, elated in his
newfound luck. All thoughts of Akari left his mind as
the letter dropped, forgotten, to the floor.



       �*gasp*...*gasp*...*gasp*...,� the wind had
been knocked out of Ranma, and it still hadn�t
returned. 

       How could Ryouga have done such a thing? 

       �*ugh*.� He straightened, thinking it might
make him feel better, and curled up again quickly as
soon as the sick feeling in his stomach had only
increased. This horrible gaseous feeling was something
he�d never experienced before. It was twice as bad
than a tummy ache, and ten times as bad as bloating.
This was all made worse by the fact that he�d been
hungry, and his stomach had been empty. He hoped the
pain would stop soon. 

        He�d get Ryouga back for this. Normally, Ranma
wasn�t one for revenge, but this called for him to
immediately beat the crap out of Ryouga and regain his
honor...as soon as he stopped having the urge to
vomit.

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	Nabiki got back home from the photo development
store. She was only mildly surprised to find Ryouga
bragging to Akane about how he defeated Ranma.

	�Wow, Ryouga. I hope you didn�t hurt him too badly,�
Akane was shocked at this new development.

	�Nah, it was nothing too bad. I just kicked him, and
he went down,� Ryouga told her, as if it wasn�t
anything important.

	Nabiki went to the kitchen for something to eat, and
she noticed a letter on the refrigerator. It was from
Kasumi, containing a list of things she wanted done
while she was out with their Auntie Nodoka. It even
had a nice little picture of Kasumi on it. Setting the
letter on the counter, Nabiki proceeded to look
through the refrigerator and cupboards for a snack.

	Finding nothing, she took a look at the list. At the
top of the list was grocery shopping. 

	She had no time to wonder at the irony of it, when
Shampoo burst through the wall.

	�Nihao, Mercenary Girl. Shampoo here to see airen,�
the bouncy amazon announced in a cheerful voice.

	�I�m afraid he�s gone out. I�m sure he won�t be back
for a while.�

	�That okay, Shampoo wait. Great-grandmother give day
off.�

	At that moment, Ukyou walked through the door,
obviously in a good mood. �Hi, everybody. Is Ranchan
around?�

	�Like I told Shampoo, he�s gone out, and I don�t
think he�ll be around any time soon.�

	�I can wait. Konatsu is covering for me.�

	�You�re both welcome to stay--for a moderate price,
of course. 1000 yen each, please.� Nabiki held out her
hand.

	�Just to wait here?!� Ukyou exclaimed, not very happy
at the prospect.

	�You kidding.� Shampoo wasn�t exactly delighted,
either.  

	�You two _could_ help me out with a little
something.�

	�What do you need help with?� Ukyou asked
suspiciously. Nabiki showed both of them the list that
Kasumi had made. They complied, not really wanting to
just sit doing nothing, anyway. Nabiki hadn�t made it
absolutely clear when Ranma would be back, so there
was the chance that he could show up at any time.

      Not long afterwards, Kodachi arrived. She didn�t
want to �be lowered to the level of peasants� in
helping out with household chores, so she called
Sasuke to do it. She would wait for Ranma as well. 

      Soon, Kuno found his way to the dojo,
immediately catching sight of one of his beloved.
Rushing to the female-in-question�s side, he held up
bouquet of roses �Ah! If only my humble words could
fully express my love for you. I would date with th--�
Kuno�s words wouldn�t even get the chance, as Akane
interrupted with a punch.

      Nabiki saw the opportunity to get the work done
faster. �Surely such a fair maiden as Akane would
require more than just your beautiful words. You can
prove yourself to her by showing your usefulness.� She
held a copy of the list in front of him.

      Kuno, who had just regained composure thought it
over. �Of course. My superb work ethic and careful
diligence can only substantiate the depths of my noble
intentions towards your sister. Glad I thought of it.
Sasuke!�

      Nabiki gave a slight frown. Oh well, he could
well serve other purposes. �I think I might know where
you can find your �pig-tailed goddess�. Why settle for
only impressing one love interest, Kuno-chan?�

      �Tell me immediately,� he replied
eagerly--ignoring the annoying pet name she used to
address him--placing several bills in Nabiki�s. 

      �She should be here soon,� she gave a slight
smile, pocketing the money. 

      Before long, Mousse, Akane (she could at least
clean), Ryouga (he wanted to help out), Sasuke,
Konatsu, Shampoo, and Ukyou were all working about the
house and doing errands, while Nabiki supervised and
the Kunos looked busy and not to be bothered.


      Some time later, an angry--but fully
recuperated--Ranma burst (well, it was more like a
limp; but he did it quickly) through the door, sure
that Ryouga had come here. He called out for the
coward, demanding a rematch. Everyone heard his voice,
and all hell broke loose.

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       Ranma was surprised, and a little bit scared,
to see everyone all at once at the same location.
�Uh...What�s going on here?� 

       �Airen!� 
       �Ranchan!�
       �Ranma-sama!�
       �Baka!�

       Nabiki slapped her forehead, realizing her
mistake as soon as Ranma walked in. Oh well, she could
always send the repair bill to the Kunos.

       All of his female love interests rushed towards
the Ranma, some offering food, one other offering her
apology for her previous actions. There was only so
much room in front of Ranma, and�needless to say--they
all got in each other�s way.

       �Shampoo here first!�
       �I don�t think so.�
       �Silly peasants. Why would _my_ Ranma-sama
bother with the likes of you?�
       �Baka!�

        Their unsavory remarks inevitably turned to
violence, and a rather unfortunate Ranma was soon
caught up in the middle of a 4-way tug of war. Ranma�s
original target could stand no more and joined the
fray. Konatsu, wanting to help his Ukyou-sama, tried
to block the others from Ranma.

        �You thoughtless womanizer! Unhand Akane!�
Ryouga yelled, baring his teeth.

        Kuno, though he wanted to defend the beauteous
women against the vile demon/sorcerer/
enchanter/seducer/hideous dresser, but he�d wanted to
greet his fire-haired nymphet properly.

        �Do tell, Nabiki, when shall the radiant
blossom of my affections arrive?�

        �Huh?� She had been too busy trying to
calculate the repair costs and hadn�t been paying too
much attention to the self-proclaimed samurai. �Oh,
that. She�s over there.� Nabiki waved in the general
direction of the fighting martial artists and went
back to her mental tallying.

        Kuno merely shrugged. There was a dense fog of
violence surrounding the area she�d pointed to, so
there was a good chance the pig-tailed girl was
somewhere in there. He raised his ever-present weapon
and charged. �I�m coming to you, my love!� Finding
only a male Ranma, he attacked. The foul villain was
probably holding her captive, and beating the location
of him was the best course of actions. 

        Various people either attacked or glommed onto
Ranma, each with their own agenda in mind. With all
the chaos swirling about, the kitchen and living room
were thoroughly destroyed. The damage would have been
greater, but Nabiki called out, halting the action. �I
have some embarrassing photos of Ranma! Only 2000 yen,
and you can see him in his adorable boxers!�

        Willing buyers approached the middle Tendou
girl, offering money. Ranma jumped in front of Nabiki,
blocking everyone from the photos. 

        �Not going to happen.� His face was set in
grim determination, and he refused to budge. He was
hit by various weapons and knocked unconscious.
Several exchanges would have taken place, had Kasumi
and Nodoka not walked in at that moment. Apparently,
one of them had forgotten her purse. 

        Everyone stopped their offering, as they heard
the two words come out of the eldest Tendou daughter
and her companion.

        �Oh my.�


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        The guilty parties apologized profusely as
Nodoka reprimanded everyone involved. They would have
blamed it on Ranma, but he was currently taking a nap.
Kasumi merely ignored them and went around, surveying
the damage.

        Deciding it best to start cleaning now and
forego the convention, she went to the dishes in the
kitchen, putting on an apron. Picking up a tall glass
cup, she noticed that Nabiki had used it to drink one
of her protein shakes. Kasumi had told her
specifically not to do that, as it was hard to clean.
Sighing, she decided to start with a plate, instead.
It seemed to have sustained some damage from all the
chaos. The plate broke in her hand, and blood came
from where her hand held the shard of broken china.

        Kasumi heaved another great sigh, and she
tried to continue, but it seemed all the energy had
drained from her. She quietly made her way to her
room, and slumped onto her bed, burying her face in
her pillow.


        Everyone had watched Kasumi, and had seen what
had happened, stepping out of her way when she went
upstairs. 

        �Ugh...What�s going on?� Ranma woke up
groggily and was surprised to find everyone glaring at
him. �What did I do?�


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	Ranma nervously approached Kasumi�s room. It wasn�t
fair at all. It wasn�t his fault that the house had
been screwed up, and Kasumi had been overwhelmed.
Someone else should be up here. No, he had to face up
to this like a man. Drawing up his courage, he knocked
on the door. 

	�Come in, Ranma-kun,� came a soft voice from inside.

	Ranma was too agitated to wonder how she knew who it
was. Opening the door, he walked in and saw Kasumi
sitting on her bed. She appeared fine, except for her
right hand being bandaged. Ranma sat down next to her,
fidgeting.

	�Err...Sorry Kasumi.� He figured, the quicker he said
it, the quicker it would all be over.

	�For what?�

	�Uh, for messing up the house and everything. I�m
sorry.�
	
�Oh, that. Don�t worry about it.�

	�You�re not upset?�

	�Of course not! Why would you say that?�

	�Well, everyone said that you...�

	�I was just a little overwhelmed. I guess it was a
little too much for me. And I was frustrated.�

	Ranma just sat, not really knowing what to do. He
took a glance at Kasumi and noticed she was still a
little tense.

	�You know, If you�re still feeling frustrated, you
can, you know...I mean, we _are_ alone...� Ranma
insinuated, making a few small hand gestures.

	�Oh my. I couldn�t do that...� Kasumi blushed at the
implications.

	�Don�t worry about it, some say it�s a great stress
reliever. You probably need relief more than anyone.�

	�I couldn�t impose on you like that...�

	�Its not like it�s the first time for me, and I
sincerely doubt it would be my last.�

	�Well...if it�s okay with you...� Kasumi moved closer
to Ranma. She then inched her face closer to his,
parting her lips slightly...

	�THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, RANMA!�

	

        Ranma was right, it _was_ a great stress
reliever.

	
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	Ranma walked along the road again, grumbling. Today
had really sucked. Everyone had blamed him for
upsetting Kasumi, his mother was disappointed with
him, he�d had another argument with Akane, and he�d
taken out his anger on Ukyou and Shampoo, who--in
turn--had smacked him for being such a jerk. To top it
all off, his boxers were riding up on him.

	He marched away angrily. Forget them. It wasn�t like
he needed them anyway. He could get along just fine
without all of the trouble they brought. Forget all
those girls, too. He was a virile, studly, and cunning
martial artist with lots of charisma. There were
probably millions of girls out there, just waiting to
be his.

	Ranma looked around and realized he had walked into a
local mall. He turned to a cute girl looking at his
direction and smiled at her. Time to turn on the
Saotome charm. She smiled back shyly and slowly walked
towards him. 

        "Hi--" as soon as she was within
conversational distance, the �studly� martial artist
bolted. 

        Who was he kidding?

	He wondered how long it would take for his fiancees
to forgive him, as he headed back to the dojo.

	




{$} Truly, if the way to a man�s heart is through his
stomach- -then the way to Ranma�s defeat is through
his manhood. ^_^


Author�s Notes:


	This was all a parody of fics where Ranma actually
�Gets Fed Up�. I had meant to revise this earlier, but
things kept getting in the way. This is just the first
in a series of parodies (Insert shameless plug: Don�t
forget to read the upcoming �Meddler On the Roof�!).
It had been drawn to my attention that this comes off
as long-winded Ranma-bash. It isn�t supposed to be,
and (Ranma being my favorite character) I wouldn�t
intentionally write such a fic, but I�ll address some
of the other potential character problems.

Nabiki: Why didn�t she realize how much of disaster
would result from her allowing everyone to stay?

	She wanted to get everything cleaned up, and she was
blinded by the prospect of having everything done so
easily for her.

Kasumi: What the hell?

	When I asked for cliches about her, people pointed
towards fics where she was shown as either: 1)Closet
Genius 2)Master of all evil 3)Totally Brainless. So, I
decided to humanize her. Besides, she�s no wonderwoman
(though, I will be exploring this possibility in a
future fic).

Ryouga: Heh. Got the idea for his fight scene with
Ranma from Allyn Yonge�s �I�m A Guy!�. Like to see
Ranma come up with a counter for _that_ move. =P

Special thanks goes out to all those who replied to
the original, giving helpful comments.




-You can't fool a fool. If he doesn't know, he doesn't
care.





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