Stiel: Sorry for the delay. Computer problems, you know?
Dragonboy: Ain't technology wonderful?
Dragonboy & Stiel Presents: The next C&C/MST installment of-
Ranma 1/2
Nabiki?...Impossible!
By Nicholas Stone
Chapter Eleven
Back down stairs, Nabiki and Ukyo caught sight of Ranko steadily
making her way through the guest taking request and serving drinks like
normal, except for a dark scowl that made more then a few people afraid
to approach her. Nabiki gave Ukyo a light tap, nodding questioningly to
Ranko.
Stiel: Make 'guest' and 'request' plural.
Dragonboy: Also, 'down stairs' can be one word.
�Well, you�ve got to admit she does have a good reason to be
upset,� said Ukyo.
Ukyo: How would you feel if your best friend was spanking your drunk
wife and didn't invite you?
A nod from Ukyo satisfied Nabiki and she was getting ready to
make her way to the bar when someone�s hand grabbed her by the left
wrist, twisted her hand painfully back with a firm grip. She winced and
looked back over her shoulder to find Vicky there and she was not very
happy.
Stiel: Put a comma after Vicky, otherwise it looks like you're saying
Nabiki wasn't very happy.
Dragonboy: Which she probably wasn't, but you were probably refering
to Vicky, so...
�Oh, Vicky, OW, OW, OW, OW, uh is there something wrong?�
Vicky faked a smile and moved up close behind Nabiki. �You, me,
upstairs now, young lady,� she hissed through clenched teeth.
Stiel: Hmm...
Dragonboy: Don't even bother.
Stiel: (Muttering) Killjoy.
�Oh, a meeting (Owww), I, I, I guess this is important!�
With Vicky guiding her along, Nabiki told Ukyo. �Take care of
that little problem for us?�
�Uh, sure. No worries.�
Ukyo: (Mumbling) Sure, just leave all the work to me while you go have
fun with the tramp. It's not like I don't have needs, or anything...
Kodachi saw Ukyo heading towards her and paused briefly in
mid-shake before placing the shaker down under the bar. When she
reached the bar a hush filled the air around them. Ukyo did not speak
glaring hard at Kodachi. The Kuno sibling gulped then grinned.
�Excellent party don�t you think?� she said.
�What in the nine-plus-hells do you think you are doing?� growled
Ukyo.
Stiel: Never heard that one before.
�Oooh� nothing �odd� at the moment if that�s what you are eluding
too.�
�Bull, Kodachi! There are people standing around this bar at
thirty and sixty degree angles, some marking time like a needle on a
metronome and you claim nothing �odd�?�
�Nothing I�m not used too.�
Stiel: Odd isn't so odd to odd people.
Dragonboy: ...What?
Taking a pause, Ukyo cut her eyes from side to side checking for
unwanted ear. Kodachi sensed what she was doing and said, �Oh don�t
mind them. Even if they hear you they couldn�t say anything
understandable anyway. HOH Hoo, Hoo, Hoo, Hoo, Hoo!�
If to emphasize her point, one of the wavering drinkers at the
bar suddenly raised a hand up. �Bughluah, Whrgphagha mghuph
drmackughuph?� he blabbered at them.
Kodachi: Would you look at that? I told him no one could fit an
entire champagne glass in their mouth.
Ukyo smirked leaning towards her. �Do you know or have anything
that can sober up a person in less than two seconds?�
�Not in two seconds, but maybe five.�
�Five?�
�About. Why would you want me to fix something so boring as that
up?�
�What do you think, Kodachi!�
Kodachi glanced around at her collection of drinkers and gasped.
�Noooo! I worked so hard on them. Please, let me keep them!�
Ukyo: I don't think so, Kodachi. Tatewaki told me what you did to your
last pets.
Kodachi: So I accidentally mixed up my goldfish's water with sulfuric acid.
It's all liquid, dammit!
�No, Kodachi. We need too�.�
GBLORPH!
Stiel: Eeeww!
Dragonboy: While we're on the topic, I wonder if Akane's reached the
'Drunk-enough-to-puke' stage yet.
Calmly, Kodachi leaned back peering down at the shelf below. She
giggled and leaned forward again.
�Silly me. I left my latest mixture setting too long in the
container. It�s finally absorbed the plastic.� She looked down again.
�Hm. Should have used a metal shaker instead.�
GIRIK!
In a flash Ukyo gripped Kodachi by the front of her blouse with
both hands, pulling the mad Kuno up eye to eye with a vicious sneer.
Terror filled Kodachi�s eyes and then Ukyo said, �Do-you-know-how
to-make-this-drink?�
Dragonboy: I don't really think anything in that sentence would make a
'GIRIK' sound.
Stiel: Does _anything_ make a 'GIRIK' sound?
�Sheesh, such a hot head,� grumbled Kodachi. �I can�t wait to
sic Mister Turtle II on her. Now what do I need? Oh yes.� She looked
around the crowd until she spotted Konatsu serving drinks near by.
�Konatsu?� she called out drawing her attention.
Dragonboy: You've again refered to Konatsu as a 'she'.
�Oh, Ranko. I�m so sorry, Vicky. It must have been time for her
medicine. Ooo, I thought we could keep her from going into one of her
modes.�
�Modes? What do you mean �Modes�?�
Sadly, Nabiki turned away pretending to be worried and repeatedly
wrung her hands. �You see� well, Ranko is a nice girl and an old
friend, but she has trouble staying together when she�s around people.�
Vicky�s mouth dropped open with disbelief. �You mean this girl
is� crazy?�
No, no, no, no!� replied Nabiki, waving her hands to calm the
woman as she turned around. �She�s not crazy. Just ah, more than one
person.�
Dragonboy: Speaking of which, isn't it about time for your meds too,
bro?
Stiel: That's not the least bit funny.
�So this girl has a split personality. You�re right, Nabiki,
she�s not crazy, she�s insane and I want her out of this house!�
Dragonboy: (Consulting thesarus) Crazy: See Insane. (Turn pages)
Insane: See Crazy.
Stiel: Yeah, might want to vary those words a little better.
�We can�t kick her out. Ranko will take it the wrong way and
possibly kill herself.�
That hit the right button; Vicky closed her eyes and let out a
sad moan of distress. Great, sentiment thought Nabiki and she poured it
on.
�Ranko has lost so many jobs because of this. We barely were
able to stop her the last time this happened. So you see, she wants to
fit in and she really tries hard. Please, Vicky, don�t make me have too
go and tell her she�s been fired again. It would kill her.�
Dragonboy: You know, bro-
Stiel: Don't say anything!
Dragonboy: (Mumbling) Killjoy.
�You should have told me about this before hand, Nabiki. I do
hope nothing bad becomes of this.�
With her best pout, Nabiki looked sadly down at the floor. �I�m
sorry,� she said.
It seemed unlikely, but Vicky accepted Nabiki�s apology.
Vicky: Well, now that that's out of the way, why don't we get down to
the real business?
�Kitchen! Swinging! Don�t do this, don�t do that! Butter! No
Butter! Taste great, less filling! Kitchen!� she said.
The three exchanged looks and then Nabiki placed her hands on
Akari�s shoulder to settle her down. �What are you talking about,
Akari?�
Akari drew in a few breaths before answering. �Kasumi and that
French chef-guy! They�re fighting!�
With a loud moan, Vicky immediately hiked her dress up and ran
for the kitchen, Akari bolting after her while Nabiki stood in stunned
silence.
�This is not part of the plan. No, it�s not!� she muttered and
then went after them.
Dragonboy: What's a plan without a few setbacks?
Stiel: Safe for everyone involved, yet boring for all of us.
Bursting through the kitchen door, Vicky let out a cry just
cry, just
barely ducking under a large stir spoon sailing through the air. Loud
shouts and cries could be heard and over near one of the stoves Kasumi
stood with mitts on wielding a ladle in her left hand and the lid from a
pot in her right.
Dragonboy: 'near one of the stoves, Kasumi stood, with mitts on, wielding
�STEU-PID TENDEU! You do not know the proper way to season feud!
Stand aside, weu-man and let a true chef show you how!�
Kasumi gawked at him, insulted by his comment. �WHAT? You keep
your foul seasonings away from my dishes, you, you, you FOOD MURDERER!�
�MEUDER? PHEATH! I spit upon your silly insult you call
cooking! Get out of the way!�
Dragonboy: I'm sensing a potential Martial Arts Iron Chef competition
approaching.
Kasumi managed to get some leverage on the plate of butter and
deftly flick it and its contents away straight towards the door. Nabiki
sneered and stepped aside and then the door opened again; Tanyun walking
in.
�Do I hear a�?�
KA-SPLAT!
In deathly silence, Tanyun stood with the soft yellow mess
sliding slowly down the right side of his face. Everyone stopped and
stared then the door hit him in the back. He calmly stepped aside and
Ukyo stuck her head in.
�Hey, what going on in he� Ewww, gross.�
what's
Pulling a handkerchief from his pocket, Tanyun began to wipe the
offensive goo from his face. �Butter,� he said, �I hate butter.�
That broke Vicky from her stupor and she stormed across the
kitchen. �JEAN-CLAUDE! What in the hell are you two fighting about?�
�It is this Ten-deu fool! She does not know the first thing
about proper feud preparations!�
Kasumi cried out and lunged towards the chef. �Nabiki!� shouted
Vicky, and the girls ran over pulling the raging woman away.
�Kasumi! Kasumi, what has gotten into you?� asked Nabiki.
�(Huff, huff, huff) He, he, he wants to ruin my cooking!�
Dragonboy: Just another thing to add to the list of things you never
do in Nerima.
Stiel: ...You made a list?
Dragonboy: Sure, other things include never stealing Happosai's panties,
never making fun of Ryoga's fangs, and above all, never hitting on a
girl you don't know, cuz chances are...she's actually a guy.
Nabiki spun around glaring at the chef. �She is supposed to be
cooking this meal, not you!�
�BAH! There is no flav-eur in her so-called �cooking�! No
proper amounts of seasoning. No salts, no spices! It is all bland,
(BLEECH!), bland, bland, bland!�
�What are you talking about?� asked Vicky.
Kasumi huffed loudly. �He wanted to put butter in my Tempura and
Nikujaga dishes!� she shouted.
D&S: AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!
�Not bad,� said Nabiki. That drew a stern look from Vicky and
Nabiki flinched. �Okay, things can be better.�
�They better get better,� replied Vicky. �Tanyun! Stay in here
and keep an eye on things.�
�You want me too stay in here? Are you kidding? He threw butter
in my face; I�m going to kick his ass.�
Stiel: Well technically, if he wants to kick his ass, he'd have to stay in
there.
; )
�Tanyun, will you please�!� Vicky tensed, trembling fist held up
as she fought to control herself. �Tanyun, just stay in here and keep
them apart, okay?�
He smirked but nodded and Vicky sighed. The sudden headache she
had throbbed for attention and she left. Nabiki did not like the fact
that now there was another set of eyes in the kitchen but the damage was
done and would be dealt with as needed. She could see this did not
please Tanyun and the way both Nabiki and Jean-Claude were sneaking dark
looks at each other foretold more mayhem to come.
Dragonboy: I love mayhem. Kasumi could take this guy any day.
�All quiet here?� she whispered low.
�Is quieter than in kitchen,� replied Shampoo.
Ukyo rolled her eyes. She served a few more of the guest then
continued.
guests
�You think that�s bad, we�ve now got a problem with Akane.�
�What silly tomboy do now?�
�She got herself drunk.�
Shampoo started, missed the plate being held out before her. The
serving dropping into a sauce dish splattering drops on the table. She
apologized, wiping up the mess.
�You kidding?� she finally said when she was done.
�Nope. She and Ryoga are upstairs right waiting for me to
somehow get Kodachi�s supposed sobering mix up to them.�
�Kodachi? We dead, we all dead!�
Dragonboy: And for once, Shampoo is the one to be completely
upfront about a situation.
�Don�t start panicking, Shampoo.�
�No panic you say? We rely on Kodachi to sober up drunk Akane
and you say no panic?�
She had a good point, but what else could they do? Ukyo shrugged
and Shampoo murmured something to herself, shuddering.
�What Doctor Tofu say to do?�
�Hm, that�s the other thing. We�ve haven�t heard from him or
Hikaru yet.�
Shampoo�s breaths picked up. �No, we dead, we dead!�
�Not yet, Shampoo, so get a grip on yourself.�
She settled down, but Ukyo could see the paleness in her face and
skin. Entertaining, but it might be best to change the subject before
Shampoo decided to leave.
Stiel: Ukyo sure finds amusement in weird places.
Dragonboy: If you recall, she spent hours splashing hot and cold water on
Ranma when she first found out about his curse, so it's obviously not
just this fic.
Ukyo went off and Shampoo continued serving. She chanced a look
up and saw that Mousse was making his way back to the table to refill
his tray. For a second she turned her attention away and then a high
pitched squeal drew her back around. It was Mousse standing rigid in
the crowd, his chin to his chest and visibly shaking. People around him
stopped and stared but he remained oblivious to the sudden attention,
making brief whimpers as he did.
�Moussa?� called Shampoo, coming around the table.
Mousse was whimpering steadily now. Shampoo placed a hand on his
shoulder and he slowly looked up. Tears streamed down his face.
�Moussa, what wrong?�
��i�i� shampoo�i�ve been defiled��
�Defiled? What you mean defiled?�
Mousse whimpered again before answering. ��i�i�ve been�
grabbed��
�Grabbed? Grabbed where?�
��my butt� someone s-s-squeezed my butt!�
Stiel: I knew it was gonna happen sooner or later.
Dragonboy: Fortunately, the predictability doesn't hurt the humor of it.
Shampoo�s mouth dropped open in shock. She looked around at the
crowd and then slowly started to smile. �We do to good of job on you,�
she said and hung her head hiding her snickers.
��this is not funny, shampoo�!!! i have been felt-up by some,
some guy and all you can do is laugh�!!!!�
Stiel: I'm laughing!
�Is quite funny.�
��shampoo!!!....�
Mousse began sobbing and Shampoo pulled him close while trying
hard not to burst out laughing. She knew she would need help for this
and then Nabiki appeared.
Oh great, another disaster, she thought. Nabiki asked Shampoo
what was wrong. Shampoo whispered her explanation in Nabiki�s ear and
she pulled back in surprise.
�Ha, ha, ha, ha� I mean, What? Who did it?�
�We not know (snicker) Moussa not say.�
��i hear you two laughing!... this is not funny!!!...�
Stiel: Sure it is! :)
Shampoo stood holding Mousse closer to her, trying to hide her
joy unsuccessfully. Meanwhile, Nabiki stood gazing around at the crowd
with her best angry expression, ready to tear into the men around them.
She did not have too as Vicky forced her way through them.
�Okay, what is it this time?� she said.
�One of your male leeches here grabbed my girl,� answered Nabiki.
Victoria was stunned. �Grabbed her by the arm?�
�Her butt!�
�And got big hand-full of booty too!� Shampoo cheerfully added.
A firm kick from Nabiki silenced her.
The fury rushed to Vicky�s head, and she exceeded Nabiki�s anger,
spinning around to face the crowd. �Which one of you ANIMALS grabbed
this girl?�
Random Guy: I didn't think she'd mind. I mean, she's wearing padlocks
all over her clothes, so I thought maybe she was into that kind of stuff.
Audible gulps and looks of fear appeared on the male half of the
crowd, and they started to casually drift off away from the potential
danger and bodily harm. Chino made his way up and stood next to Mousse
and Shampoo. He gazed down upon them oddly, and then placed a gently
hand upon Mousse�s shoulder.
�Tell me who did this despicable act, Moussa,� he said. �Point
him out and I will trash him like never before. Just point him out to
me.�
Dragonboy: In a situation like this, do you feel sorry for Mousse for being
the interest of a guy...
Stiel: Or for Chino for being unknowingly interested in a guy.
Before an argument could erupt, Mousse quietly called out to
Nabiki. ��i, i need a place to be alone for a moment� nabiki�please?�
�Sure, Dear,� answered Vicky.
Stiel: I don't think 'Dear' needs to be capitolized.
�Nabiki, why don�t you two take
Moussa upstairs and let her calm down. I�ll help with things down here
until you return.�
Nabiki agreed and Shampoo shepherded the trembling Moussa along
towards the stairs. Nabiki started to follow, but then Vicky�s
vice-like grip latched on to her arm.
�And when you get back; You, Me, Den. Understood?�
Nabiki: For crying out loud woman, aren't you still tired from upstairs?
�This little bit is going to sober up Akane?� she asked.
�Totally,� replied Kodachi.
Ukyo narrowed a brow and went to open the top, but Kodachi
quickly stopped her. �It will lose it�s� (hoo, hoo, hoo) � fizz if you
do that.�
�Fizz?�
�Yep. All you have to do is open her mouth, throw it in and it
will do the rest.�
�Hm,� grunted Ukyo. Her eyes cut back to Kodachi. �Will it kill
her?�
�Unfortunately, no. But if you want me to�?�
�Not a chance. Okay, I better get this up to her then. How I
don�t know, but we will.�
�Just remember three things.�
�What?�
�Drink-turn-puke.�
�In that order?�
Stiel: Any other order wouldn't make much sense.
�That fast.�
That sounded painful, Ukyo glad it wasn�t she who had to drink
this foul looking liquid.
Dragonboy: Try 'painful, Ukyo thought, glad...' Or 'Ukyo was glad...'
�Nabiki,� she called joining them. �I got the stuff Kodachi made
for Akane. All we need now is� what�s wrong with Mousse?�
Nabiki leaned over and whispered into Ukyo�s ear. The brief
burst of laughter startled the guests below.
�Please, Ukyo. One disaster at a time, okay,� said Nabiki,
pulling her into the room.
Mousse in the meantime pulled away from Shampoo and stood
motionless with his back to them at the center of the room. Nabiki and
Ukyo came up beside her and they watched him for a moment wondering what
was going through his mind.
moment, wondering
�Nabiki?� he suddenly called out.
�Uh, yes, Mousse?�
Another moment of silence, and then in a flash Mousse spun
around, rage written deep on his face.
�I QUIT!� he shouted. �DO YOU HEAR ME? I QUIT, QUIT, QUIT,
QUIT, QUIT!�
�Mousse, lower your voice before Maeda or his people hear you!�
�I don�t care if Tokyo hears me! I-AM-THROUGH!�
Stiel: Too bad for Mousse he seems to have left all his weapons in his
other robes, or he'd be out of this by now.
Dragonboy: I know he's talented like that, but I think even he'd find it
hard to 'conceal' anything, much less a metric ton of weapons, in his
current outfit.
The girls drew back from the raging man hopping about like some
lunatic with his pants on fire. Ukyo chuckled, beaming brightly at
Nabiki.
�I�m so glad you brought me,� she said.
Nabiki rolled her eyes, ignoring her. �Mousse, you can�t leave
now. We need you!�
Mousse dropped into a menacing stance, hands bared ready to leap.
�I-have-had-my-butt-SQUEEZED-by-a-DUDE!� he said, teeth clenched tight.
�You don�t need me! You need ED WOODS!�
D&S: Who?
�You have too, Mousse,� pleaded Nabiki. �Vicky will be expecting
to see you again.�
�Then tell her I quit! Oh and I thought seeing that picture of
Tatewaki naked was bad.�
Shampoo gazed up at the ceiling in thought. �Hm. Actually, that
was interesting angle of Tatewaki Kuno�s�.�
Stiel: Stop! I'm getting more of those bad images.
�I would quit too if strange man grab Shampoo�s butt,� said
Shampoo.
�You�re not helping either!� shouted Nabiki, �Stay out of this!�
Mousse began stalking around Ukyo and Nabiki naturally shifted
the opposite way to avoid him. She grimaced as they circled around and
she frantically looked around for help.
�Don�t just stand there, Ukyo! Help me!�
Nah, nah, girlfriend. You got yourself into this one; I�m just
here to watch the show.�
Dragonboy: You missed the quotations at the beginning.
�Ah, you traitor! Shampoo!�
�(Humph!) Shampoo told to stay out of it.�
�I take it back!�
�No, too late!�
Mousse continued to circle around Ukyo with Nabiki maintaining
her distance as she struggled to think up a way out of this mess.
�Mousse,� she pleaded, �Please, please I need you down there!�
�There�s only one way I�ll go back down there, Nabiki!�
�How?�
�Give me a cattle prod!�
�I don�t have one of those!�
Dragonboy: He should go ask Akari. With all those huge pigs, she's
bound to have one or two laying around.
�Uh� uh, okay, Mousse. I�ll make it worth your while to stay!�
she said inching back.
�KEEEYYYYYSSSS!!!!!�
��uh, uh, I�ll, I�ll� oh� I�ll not only forget the debt you owe
me, but I�ll even refund the entire amount back to you!�
Stiel: Well, it's officially snowing in Hell.
Shampoo suddenly let out a cry and they turned to see her with
face contorted, grimacing with pain as she clutched at her chest. The
Amazon Woman dropped to her knees and Mousse ran over to catch her.
Amazon woman...
�Shampoo, Shampoo! What�s wrong, dear?�
Shampoo sat huffing for a minute before answering. ��is nothing�
just heart attack that all� did shampoo hear greedy nabiki right?�
Dragonboy: You did this before, but I think even if you're trying to point
out that the character is whispering or in shock or whatever, you should
probably still capitolize the names (Shampoo and Nabiki).
Mousse looked back at Nabiki. �Every Yen?� he asked.
Stiel: 'Yen' doesn't need to be capitolized, though. It's like not having
to capitolize dollar or penny.
[Ryoga?]
[Ukyo! I�m so glad you called.]
[Why, what�s up?]
[It�s Akane. I think she�s dead!]
Downstairs, Ranko stiffened at the news, eyes wide staring out
into empty space. She turned ignoring the calls from the guests she was
turned, ignoring
serving and headed back out the doorway. Passing her tray to Mousse
without pause, she stepped into the walk-in closet and closed the door.
[What do you mean my wife is dead?] she said.
[Ranko? Akane� she�s dead!]
[Describe �dead�.]
Stiel: This begs for a joke here, and for the life of me, I can't think
of one!
Dragonboy: Well I, for one, don't find death funny. Unless it were my
high school principal, then I'd laugh my ass off.
Ryoga stared at Akane searching for words to explain her new
condition. She stood in the middle of Maeda�s office like some stone
statue, body leaning to her left with her head tipped in the same
direction. Both eyes were glassy, lids drooping low and her mouth hung
open drool dribbling down her chin.
[She just� standing there� I mean just� standing there.]
She's just
Stiel: Even more Shampoo impersonators.
[Oh. She�s not dead. She�s just in phase one.]
[Phase One?]
[Yeah. Her body is trying to catch up with her so it shuts down
momentarily.]
[So this is a good thing, right?] asked Ukyo.
[No. When her body catches up with her, then she goes into phase
two.]
[What�s that?] asked Ryoga.
[She starts singing.]
Stiel: If she's taking requests, tell her to sing 'One Night in Bangkok'.
Dragonboy: Or 'If I Had a Million Dollars'.
[Akane can�t start singing!] Ryoga said. [You know what happened
the last time she tried that�]
[�cleared out an entire karaoke bar. Even babies were
high-stepping it out the door.] finished Ranko.
�I remember that night!� exclaimed Ukyo.
But Nabiki found no humor in the situation at all.
Stiel: How could she not?
Dragonboy: Because she's on the verge of death as it is.
Stiel: If I were about to die, I'd like it to be when I'm in a good
mood.
�I�m about to be fish-food!�
�Not yet!� Ukyo activated the comlink again. [Ryoga!]
[Yeah?]
[We have the stuff that might bring Akane around.]
[Great� wait not so great. How are you going to get it up here?]
Ukyo smirked then a thought hit her. �Did I see a dumbwaiter in
the kitchen?� she asked.
�The dumbwaiter!� replied Nabiki, snapping her fingers.
Dragonboy: Still insulting that poor waiter. You know it's not all his
fault if he isn't doing his job perfectly. When you work for people
like Maeda and the French guy, you're bound to have problems now and
then.
[Ryoga, there should be a dumbwaiter somewhere in that room.
Find it and stand by.]
[Okay.]
Ukyo smiled. �See, that�s all to it.�
�Gee, thanks Ukyo. Here I was thinking I�d have to do all of the
planning by myself.�
�No, no, Miss Tendo. That was only part one.�
�It was?�
�Yep. All you have to do now is think up a way to distract that
Jean-Claude-choke-a-name guy and that that creep Tanyun who are still in
the kitchen.�
Beetling her brows, Ukyo winked and headed out the door leaving
Nabiki speechless.
�Ooo, you bitch!� she snarled and hung her head.
Stiel: Or almost speechless.
Dragonboy's Thoughts: There's one thing that I've been meaning to tell
you for a few chapters now, but I keep forgetting. All your chapters are
done with "smart quotes", the kind that slant to the side rather than go
straight up and down (""). It's a basic problem for people on the FFML,
because it can cause problems on certains types of browsers, and make
it difficult to read. If you need an explaination on how to fix them, if
you've been on the FFML for more than two months, you could
probably find a big long dispuite about ways to fix it. (The whole thing
was started by me, incidentally.) :p. If you don't have it, tell me and
I'll help you out. As for this chapter, still looking good.
Stiel's Thoughts: If the main point of this story was to put Nabiki
through hell, I'd say you hit it right on the head. :) The whole thing
is still very entertaining, and we're both looking forward to reading
and responding to part 3.
Dragonboy
If you find it hard to see the forest through the trees,
take a chainsaw with you.
Stiel
I finally thought of a good line!
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