And doing a little more C+C:

    "Here you go," Haruka said, grabbing Genma under the arms and
placing her on the ground. She took a moment to straighten out the
little girl's uniform, brushing a few dust specks off of her blouse
and tightening the ribbons tied around the base of the rabbit-ears
in her hair.

Heh. Cute.

 "I'll be back to pick you up at four."

    "But it ends at three!" Genma protested.

    Haruka patted the girl on the head and smirked. "So study a
little longer. Maybe you could even join the soccer team." She revved
her bike's engine a couple of times and took off at her usual
alarming rate. "Have fun making new friends, Genko-chan!"

Urk!

    "Genko-chan?!" Genma huffed and folded her cute little girl
arms, pouting. "Why do I have to go to this school anyway? I'm not a
child anymore and I have a wedding to plan!" She grumbled to herself
for a moment. "Besides, it's too far away to walk to in an ordinary
day. Wasn't there a closer one?" She closed her eyes, clenched her
fists and turned around. "That's it, I'm going back to Ranma to
explain to that boy-"

    *PLUNK*Chk-CHK!* Genma opened her eyes to find her nose
touching the barrel of a sawed-off shotgun. The gun was held by an
all-too-familiar muscular man in black leather and mirrored
sunglasses.

Hmm. 

    "I told you I'd be back!" the half-robotic truant officer
announced in his Austrian accent. "You have two minutes to get to
class," he added, motioning with his weapon toward the school gates.
"Or I dust you like burnt cake."

My. They run a tight ship here too, don't they?

    The teachers scrambled to find their students and took roll.

    "Okay, okay, okay," a female teacher panted in shock. "Seiya?
Yes, there you are. Kanou? Ahhh, good, good. I'm glad. Moiyra Ririka?"

Don't know that one, I'm afraid. 

    "Last Friday he said he was going to be busy with his research
over at Mugen High. We're getting a substitute today."

    "Oh? Who's it gonna be?"

    "I have no idea," Rei whispered back, 

But it won't bode well for them in any case

    "I am," the girl breathed hard, "Tomoe Hotaru," she finished
writing her name on the board, "and I'll be your substitute teacher
for this class from now on for Mondays and Thursdays."

Hmm. Quite the new role for her.

    The fanged one's growl died off when something about the air
felt completely, utterly wrong. He turned to see the substitute
teacher stand back up. Seemingly from the floor, a heavy breeze blew
back Hotaru's hair and a purplish-red aura rose off of her body.
The air went still and an unseen woman started singing a few soft,
calm, and serene notes.

Yep. This is bad.

    "Oh dear..." Holding her chest, the girl stumbled and fell to
her knees, taking a sudden, surprised breath. The class sat,
transfixed by her as she stood back up and walked back to stand
behind the front desk. Frowning, she glanced around at the others.
"I'm fine," she said, trying to sound cheerful. "That was just a
seizure; they happen to me from time to time." She waved her hands
bashfully. "There's no need to be alarmed."

Heh. Cute way to phrase it

    "She likes stuff about marrage?" a girl with dark eyes and
long dark hair whispered to herself. She turned to her friend, who
was sitting next to her. "Maybe I could could get her to help me
try out a few new designs on Sakura..." Aloud, she said. "Sakura-
chan, what do you think about inviting her out later to help with
a costume I've been working on?"

    Kinomoto Sakura, a girl with short brown hair and a sort of
thoughtful, innocent look about her, didn't take her gaze off of

can drop 'of'

    Genma slowly nodded, and with all the enthusiasm of an inmate
going through the hallway toward the gas chamber, walked over to the
empty desk. She slumped down into it with a downtrodden, resigned
expression on her face.

Heh

    Youma Laracroft 

*Sigh* Some of these names.

    *BAM!*WHACK!*POWWWWWW!!!*

    "The Principal will be most pleased to know we have a prisoner
to interrogate," Vader mused.

Heh. Cute. Just don't overuse the gag.

D.B. Sommer

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