Quoting DB Sommer <sommert@connecttime.net>:
Midnight had fallen at the Tendou household, but the darkness held
no
terror for Nabiki Tendou, who was having difficulty sleeping.
Insomnia
was a problem she suffered from occasionally, but the solution of a
little warm milk was only a refrigerator away. That was why she was
on
her way to the kitchen in the dead of night.
Clunky opening. Needs a machete taken to it. Maybe:
Nabiki Tendou occasionally suffered from insomnia, but found a little
warm milk was just the thing for it. That was why she was on her
way to the kitchen in the dead of night, just in time to see the
intruder.
It was also why she spotted the intruder. She only caught a
fleeting
glance of the person silhouetted in the doorway of the bathroom
before
she entered it, darting out of sight, but that was all Nabiki
needed. No
redheaded girls had any business intruding in her domicile. The
little
thief would learn what it meant to try and poach on Nabiki Tendou's
turf. While she might have hated martial arts, she wasn't above
using
them when the situation called for it. Kicking the crap out of
sneak
thieves breaking into one's home was an ideal time to employ them.
Using her inherent sneakiness, in combination with her martial arts
talent, Nabiki skulked silently to the door. She pressed her ear
against
it. It wasn't as good as using a glass, but it would do in a pinch.
It
wouldn't do to walk into a trap, even if she could fight her way
out of it.
Through the wood Nabiki could hear water running. Perfect. If the
girl
was next to a faucet, it meant her guard was down. Though what sort
of
intruder used a bathroom before stealing things?
Actually there was one burglar who was caught because he found
burglary so stressful that he became incontinent while doing them.
Nabiki threw the door to the bathroom open and shouted, "Ah ha I've
got--". It took the time to utter that phrase for the scene in
front of
her to register. And then she was uncharacteristically struck
silent.
Ranma stood there, tilted bucket held over his head, dripping wet.
As
one would assume, since he was in the process of cleaning himself,
he
was naked. Very naked. And facing Nabiki, giving her an ideal view
of
everything nature had provided the very, very perfect specimen of
the
male of the species.
Incidentally, given that Nabiki seems to be favourably impressed with
Ranma's physical charms, and the girl who gets the engagement is the
one who inherits the house...just why is she so reluctant? It's not
like she knows the fact which caused the real Nabiki to take herself
out of the running. With both Kasumi and Akane out of the running,
it's easy money without effort. Sounds just like Nabiki's thing.
Incidentally I'm kind of surprised that Nabiki didn't end up being Loki.
It took Ranma a second to react. "Hey!"
The shout snapped Nabiki out of her stupor. Somewhat. Her eyes were
still fixed on Ranma. One part in particular. "Sorry. I thought I
saw in
elephant." She realized what she said, still staring. "I mean an
intruder. Did you see a redhead--?"
"Get out!" Ranma shouted, covering himself with the empty bucket.
"Out? Yes, I suppose I should." With her view of Ranma blocked, she
possessed enough of her faculties to turn and leave. Her eyes were
recovered
still
widened in disbelief as she headed to her room. Ranma was a hunk of
beef
in every sense of the word. Every derogatory term about endowed men
vulgar term for male endowment
went
through her mind. She decided none of them really did Ranma
justice.
When Nabiki eventually drifted off to sleep, she had very pleasant
dreams indeed.
Soooo...what's the problem?
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Hearing the door to his makeshift bedroom slide open, Genma rose up
yawning. "How did night patrol go, boy?"
The now clean Ranma flopped onto his mat. "I beat up some idiot
called
the Gamecock. He was dressed like a deranged chicken. I recommended
that
when he eventually gets out of jail he should go after Daredevil,
since
most loser super villains seem to gravitate to him."
Should have recommended he go after Puma.
Genma watched Ranma closely. Something was wrong with the boy. "You
seem
awfully tired for fighting oversized poultry."
Ranma remained silent for a moment. Then, just when it seemed he'd
roll
over and go to sleep, he began speaking. "It's this whole situation
with
Mom. I think I should hang up the tights."
That woke Genma fully up. He rose to his feet and stomped toward
Ranma,
towering over him. "Don't be silly, boy. We've put too much time
and
effort into you taking up the role of superhero. Besides, you seem
to
like it."
Ranma sounded morose. "But Mom hates me. She even hates my other
superhero identity. It's like she hates me two times over. Do you
know
what it's like when your mom goes on nationwide television, telling
everyone she hates you and founds an organization that wants to
bring
you down?"
"No, I'd say that's something fairly unique that's happened only to
you," Genma admitted.
"Well it sucks."
I have a cunning plan. Ranma should go to her in his female form and
ask her to teach him how to be more modest and lady-like. That should
be useful for making him look like a complete fool...I mean winning
her over.
Akane didn�t know what she had done to offend the old woman, but
suddenly had the idea that if she were to marry Dr. Tofu, she
wouldn't
be spending a lot of time with her mother-in-law. "I have to get
back to
work," Akane said in the hopes the old woman would leave her
alone.
Gosh, doesn't Akane know you always verbally agree with the
mother-in-law no matter how insane she is?
Letha nodded in agreement.
Poundcakes said, "I'm not either."
"I see. Excellent. Excellent," the Imperial Hydra cooed. "Now, are
any
of you married?"
Titania said, "No, but I do get hit on by morons at lot at bars."
a lot
"I guess that makes sense," Ranma said. "She hasn't missed a day of
work
since I've been here, even when she had that really bad cold."
That's what I want to see. Thor with a cold. The sneezes would be
epic.
Unfortunately for Ranma, he was blocking one of Letha's punches at
the
time and took Poundcakes' kick in the side. A blow like that
delivered
from an ordinary person would have been annoying, but since it was
backed my cybernetic vibratory circuitry,
backed by
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