Subject: [FFML] Revenge is Best Served as a Dish
From: "Drake" <phope@rochester.rr.com>
Date: 1/17/2001, 3:12 AM
To: "F.F.M.L." <ffml@fanfic.com>

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Kasumi looked back, then set down the knife, muttering, "If you want

something done right," then walking off to the master bedroom.



As it turned out, Happosai was too scared to do anything but bury the

body, after which he decided to personally escort Cologne and Mousse

back to China, then take a nice, long vacation.





I understand this was off the top off of your head, but...



Why not write about Cologne's revenge? Like it or not, no one in the anime,

(not even Ranma), managed to get the old hag REALLY angry. Because given

her capabilities, they'd probably be dead if they did. Although it is

debatable whether

or not Cologne truly wants Ranma to marry Shampoo at the end of the series,

it's also

pretty clear if Shampoo died, there'd be hell to pay, and Cologne WOULD find

out the

truth of things no matter what precautions were taken.



Under this sort of circumstances, I'd expect a result like this...



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As it turned out, Happosai was too scared to do anything but bury the body.

They should

have known something had gone wrong when he left town the same day, only

taking time

to gather up his panty collection to take with him.



There was an eerie feeling in the air.



Kasumi prepared dinner as usual. The next morning everyone felt a bit ill

after breakfast,

but considering the gruesome incident the day before, that was hardly a

surprise.



Ranma, who had run off shortly after the incident that caused the whole

mess,

didn't come home that night, or the night after. Genma and Soun went out

looking

the day after Shampoo was murdered, and each day after that. Although she

initially

denied wanting to find him, Akane started looking as well.



Kasumi's cooking was as delicious as always, but everyone continued to

feel... a bit

ill after eating it. They would have complained, but after Shampoo's death

even Nabiki

was walking softly around the eldest Tendo. Besides, it was still far better

than Akane's.

Nabiki actually suggested that killing Shampoo might have bothered Kasumi to

the

point it reflected in her cooking. There was talk about getting Kasumi to

see a

psychiatrist, but no one had the nerve to suggest it to her.



A week later breakfast hadn't been prepared when everyone woke up.

Apparently,

Kasumi hadn't woken up early to prepare it. After a long argument about what

to do, it

was finally suggested that Akane go make sure she wasn't sick or hurt. Akane

wasn't too

happy about the idea, since she'd had a few nightmares about Kasumi and a

certain sharp

knife, but no one else in the family seemed to want to do it either.



Akane knocked on the door, half-fearfully. Even before the 'incident', it

had been an

unspoken rule in the family that you did not bother Kasumi when she was in

her room.

Kasumi did so much for her father and sisters, it would have been a crime to

steal what

little 'personal' time she did take.



"Kasumi? Are you okay?"



No answer.



"Kasumi?"



Akane winced. This was it. The moment she'd been dreading.



"I really don't want to make her upset. But I have to make sure she's okay.

She is

still my sister!" Akane whispered to herself, the last remark spoken a bit

vehemently.



Akane cracked open the door to Kasumi's room...



"Urgh!" Akane stepped back, holding her nose. "Something smells terrible in

there.

Kasumi must really be sick."



Akane opened the door, and stepped inside. Into a nightmare.



Kasumi's room was unoccupied. There was a lot of blood on her bed. A few

flies

circled the mattress. A note was pinned to the pillow.



Akane picked up the note, her hands trembling a bit.



:

To the Tendo Clan,



As you may have guessed, Kasumi hasn't been herself lately. Happosai told me

about Shampoo's death shortly after it occured. He asked me to kill only the

murderess herself, as he wished the Anything Goes school to survive.

Given her devotion to her family in life, I thought I'd let Kasumi continue

to serve her family even in death.



With the assistance of the one of our treasures, the 'Mask of Aquilanias',

 to set forth the right image, I've been serving her to you for breakfast,

lunch, and dinner for the past week.



Ke Lhon,

Matriarch of the Jokesuzoku Amazons



p.s. What little is left of her corpse is in the closet.

       You're welcome to it, if you're still hungry.

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Drake,

Lord of the H.O.G.A.M.H.O.T.A.

(Horde of Gestating and Multiplying Hamsters of the Apocylapse)







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