CHAPTER ONE:
                       The Master

RANMA: Is Roger Delgado in this?

GOSUNKUGI: You mean Anthony Ainley?

RANMA: Pfeh.

She didn't bother responding to that. "I give you lunch for
price of one kiss."

He was about to try another stab at negotiation when a new
tactic occurred to him. "Okay, sounds good."

I doubt he'd agree to that unless he had some way in mind of welching on the
deal.

SHAMPOO: What this? Ranma supposed to give kiss. I no want Hershey's chocolate
drop!

"Hey, Mousse, I understand that ya like to name all your
techniques after birds and stuff, but I think you're gonna have
to bite the bullet and call this one the Porcupine, y'know?"

Swipe, swish.  Mousse advanced clumsily on Ranma, lacerating
the air with a hundred blades but never coming close to his
foe.  "Shut up and fight!"

"Or maybe the Hedgehog?"

MOUSE: DINSDALE!

"Ranma!" the Amazon pounded her handlebars in frustration. "That
NOT a real kiss! "

Remove extra space. Okay, that solution works for him, but the bright side for
Shamps is that now she can go around telling everybody that Ranma kissed her.

Perfect guess!  He was really on the money today, no question about
it.  He came up with Happosai's bag of ill-gotten goodies in hand,
plucked so deftly from the lecher's grasp that he took a couple
of seconds to notice they were gone.  "H... hey?" came the querulous
voice.  "My silky treasures!  Where did they go?"

AKANE: Ranma? What are you doing with that bag of women's undies? You pervert!

RANMA: Uh....

SHAMPS: Ranma no can help himself. Kiss me drive him crazy mad with passion!

Ranma rolled his eyes.  The way these two turned to quivering
jelly every time the old goat gave them so much as a mean look was
pitiful to behold.  "C'mon, gramps.  We don't got all day, y'know."

Gramps should probably be capitalized, as it's used as a name here.

"Ah, don't worry Akane," Ranma said confidently.  "That old geezer

don't worry, Akane,"

With that, the old martial arts master launched a volley of fire
bombs at Ranma, their short fuses hissing as they built up towards
detonation.  With too many of them to catch and throw back, Ranma
reacted by leaping directly into the spray, dodging the bombs as
they came and letting them detonate behind them.  In mid-air, he

behind him.
(I think you meant to say)

Ranma wasn't the only one who was thunderstruck by this

HAPPOSAI: AHA! Product placement!

RANMA: Huh?

"Master no!" Genma exclaimed.  "You can't!"

HAPPOSAI: *whap!* That's DOCTOR No!

SOUN: There's the mark of a good teacher. He's trying to Bond with his students.

("Master, no!")

She'd been encased up to her elbows when the batter had finally
hardened into something not unlike concrete.

Chip, chip, scrape.

IMO, the cake stuff seems like it cries out for some sort of punchline. Maybe
Ranma coming back with his store-bought cake and still trying to convince Akane
that it's hers, or Akane being grateful for the store-bought cake and Ranma
unable to figure out why.

On to the next part....

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