Subject: [FFML] R 1/2 Spamfic
From: "Small Pink Mouse" <mangaaddict@hotmail.com>
Date: 9/10/2000, 6:44 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com

Disclaimer

DC's characters belong to DC. Miss Rumiko Takahashi's
characters belong to Miss Takahashi. None of these characters
are mine.

Another Example of Fusions That Should Never See The Light
of Day
(With apologies to D.B. Summers)
by Small Pink Mouse

   "Shampoo! what are you doing in *that* bathing suit ^_^;?"

   "Shampoo was visiting slightly odd Amazon tribe that
put themselves out of touch with rest of world because of
weird attitude towards men. While I there they hold big
contest and invite Shampoo to participate. Out of politeness
I agree."

   The purple haired maiden shrugged, "Shampoo lose at
'Bullets and Bracelets' because she grab bullets out of air
instead of bothering with stupid bracelets, and lose
marathon contest as well, but lasso duels and pankraton
bouts were both won by her, and tie was broken when Diana
Prince try to draw to an inside straight. Shampoo really
not like getting Kiss of Death from her but what can you do?

   As for the prizes...Well, stupid lasso not really do
anything that acupressure hypnosis not do better but robot
airplane sure nice and allowed me to get "Drowned Female"
water for self and "Drowned Male" water for friends. It
almost worth having to wear stupid bracelets and stupid
bathing suit! (Why they no use Japan flag instead?)"

   "Well *I* think it looks good on you Princess!",
declared Ranma quite loyally. One effect of spending time
with the American pilot that Shampoo had brought back was
that he had learned new techniques of talking to girls that
got him hit less often and somehow talking to Shampoo this
way after she'd brought him the "Drowned Male" water just
felt - right! This "Martial Arts Sweetalking" that Steve
Trevor was teaching him was really pretty good
(Although he was still sceptical of Mr. Trevor's claims
that it would put female martial artists at his mercy!).

   Akane glared at the both of them feeling a bit left
out. How dare that brazen hussy parade around like that
and how dare that baka play up to her? It was quite
obvious that it was time to scare Ranma into a sense of
duty and remind him who the True Fiancee really was. She
thought about the cheetah outfit that she had seen in a
costume store and decided to make use of that.

   The End (Honest. Really. Don't even ask ^_~!)
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