Subject: [FFML] [Spamfic][R.5 x-over] The Real Kasumi
From: Kyhdin@aol.com
Date: 12/25/2001, 2:50 AM
To: ffml@anifics.com

Something I've been meaning to write for a while now and just never seemed to 
get around to.

Happy Holidays, all.

-Steve "Komodo" T.
      ***
"Its time for revenge."

"Let's attack agressivly."
-Opening of Contra 3
****
Ranma Saotome was in a foul mood and the cause for his ire was happily 
whooping it up at the far end of the table.

"Whoo-hoo!" Cheered Happosai, master of the Anything Goes School of Martial 
Arts. "Pour me some more sake, boys!"

"Of course, Master," Soun Tendo said, looking distinctly unhappy in the 
brightly colored party hat he wore.

"After all, Master," agreed Genma Saotome, who wore a similarly colored hat. 
"Its not every day that you turn three hundred and three."

"Darn tootin!" the little man agreed.

"Sake for breakfast," Ranma growled. "And it aint even breakfast time yet."
"Oh be happy, Ranma," Nabiki Tendo said from behind her copy of the business 
page.

Ranma opened his mouth to reply when the kitchen door slid back and Kasumi 
stepped through.

"Happy Birthday, Grandfather," she said to Happosai as she approached the 
table. "What would you like for breakfast?"

"For you, Kasumi my dear," the aged master replied holding out a green piece 
of curved wood. "I picked this up while in Norway. "Won't you try it on?"

"Oh that's very sweet, but I need to cook breakfast first. What would you 
like?"

"Try it on."

"But..."

"Please?" Happosai asked, his eyes like those of a puppy.

"And then you'll tell me what you'd like for breakfast?"

"Of course," Happosai said.

With a sigh, Kasumi pressed the wooden object to her face, and immediately 
began to spin around the room as lightning flashed and thunder crashed.

"What the-? Soun gasped as he started to his feet.

"Oh sit down," Happosai said irritatedly as he grabbed Soun's shirt sleeve 
and yanked him back down as the tornado came to a stop.

Ranma, Nabiki, Soun, and Genma gasped. Kasumi now wore a green rubber mask 
over her face and hair, giving her the appearance of being bald.

"And now we'll see the real Kasumi!" Happosai chortled.

"Oh my," Kasumi said, staring at her hands. Then she smiled at Happosai. "Now 
then, Grandfather, what would you like for Breakfast?"
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