Okay, just a little thought that popped into my head one day. Please be
kind - this is my first fic. And, on another note, this fic is NOT to be
taken seriously, I know they're all OOC, so you don't need to tell me J
Standard disclaimer - blah blah blah, don't belong to me, blah blah blah, all praise the goodness of Rumiko Takahashi, blah, blah, blah. Also, any songs mentioned are the property of the artists who recorded them.
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Ranma was cleaning out the storage room in the dojo at the request of Kasumi. He didn't really want to, it wasn't his idea of a fun time, but when Kasumi asked something in her quiet little voice, with that gentle smile, who could refuse. Ranma often thought she should become a car salesperson - she'd make a killing.
He couldn't believe the layers of dust on some of the junk collected in the closet. Some of this stuff had to have been here, untouched for over a century, if not more. It was quite a collection too - outdated and broken weapons, moth-eaten gi's, cinder blocks - if it was remotely connected to martial arts, it was there. He had been cleaning out the room for almost 5 hours, and had hardly made a dent in the mess, even though the "don't keep pile" was 3 feet high. Ranma sighed, and took another look in the room.
"Which section to start on now? Man, I wish I could be anywhere else but here right now. I'd even be willing to be a girl right now, if it meant I wouldn't have to be here. Hmm... not a bad idea, could go get a nice parfait... Wait, what's this?"
Ranma carefully reached into a precariously piled stack of odds and sods and pulled out a slender wooden chest. He blew the dust of maybe centuries off the top and released the latches. When opened, the chest revealed a bunch of obviously very old scrolls. Carefully, as not to tear the parchment, Ranma started opening the scrolls and reading what was on them.
"Wow! These are all techniques of the School of Anything Goes Martial Arts! I don't recognize any of them - wonder if there's anything worth learning in here?"
The pig-tailed boy started going through the scrolls one by one.
"Secret Technique of Rummaging Through Garbage Like Raccoon? Naah, I don't think so. Hey, maybe this one is better - Pressure Blow of the Stalwarted... Worm??? Man, what is this? No wonder these were put in storage."
Each scroll proved more worthless than the previous. Really, who would want to know the Swoon of the Cantelope, and how the heck would you use that in battle anyways. Yet another was titled Fists of the No Armed Brainless Dust Mote. Ranma had come to the conclusion that looking any further would be a waste of his time, and decided to look at one more, before putting the whole pile into the "reject" area.
"Okay, let's see what this one is - oh, let me guess, Wail of the Mummified Snail or something, right? Hey, this looks kinda interesting... in fact, maybe even extremely helpful. Yep, Akane and I could definitely use this one!"
Ranma read over the scroll a few times, to get the feeling of the technique straight in his head, and then went to search out Akane, to see if she might be interested in what was possibly the very technique they would need to get rid of their "Significant Others" problem.
He was getting such a good feeling about this attack, that he didn't even think about knocking on Akane's door before opening it. He stepped into the room, saw Akane, and started talking.
"Akane! You're not going to believe what I just fou...."
WHAAPP!
Ranma slammed into the wall adjacent to Akane's bedroom door from the force of the mallet hitting him.
"You... you.... PERVERT!! When are you going to learn to knock first, you jerk!"
"Akane, come on, not like there's much to look at anyways.... that is, I mean... Wait! Don't thump me again, I've got something incredible to show you. Please, just calm down for a sec and listen, would ya?"
Akane replied by slamming the door shut on Ranma's nose. A few seconds later, she opened it again, after having gotten dressed. Ranma pulled out the scroll and showed it to her. With skepticism, she started to read. After only a few sentences, her eyes started to get wider, and a little smirk appeared. She pulled Ranma into her room and shut the door.
"Do you really think this would work? Or that we could pull it off? Some of the stuff in here is pretty gross. I don't know if we can do this..."
Aww, come on, Akane, if I can suffer through doing this with you, so can you."
Akane started glowing red.
"What do you mean, suffer.... grrrr"
"Wa..wait a sec! I didn't mean it that way, I just think that this could help us both, don't you? I mean, don't you want to be left alone finally? And this scroll could do this for both of us - can't you just see it? Being able to go to school, or the store, or even walk down the street without being bothered by Kuno, or Shampoo?"
After Akane calmed down, she agreed with Ranma, and they both started to study the words of the technique carefully. After reading it over carefully, and agreeing on certain combination points of the attack, the duo went down to practise it in the dojo.
A week later, the pair thought that they had it down fairly well. The training had exhausted them both, but somehow forged a tentative truce between them. Of course, that was needed for this method to work. They both decided to withold any sarcastic comments about the other for the time being, until they could try out the attack, mutually agreeing that that would make the technique all the more effective.
"Are you ready, Akane?"
"Oh, yeah, I'm ready. The guys and girls of Nerima won't know what hit them. How about you, Ranma?"
"You bet! Come on, let's go eat, and then go for a walk. Someone's bound to come along and try something."
Akane and Ranma linked fingers and shook hands on the deal.
"Here's to us! And the School of Anything Goes Debilitating Attack of the Nauseating WAFF!"
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So, what'd you think? I know it's short, but if you'd like to see what this attack is all about, then R&R please! And by the way, I don't necessarily have anything against WAFF fics, I've just read a whole bunch today, and got cavities...
Standard disclaimer - blah blah blah, don't belong to me, blah blah blah, all praise the goodness of Rumiko Takahashi, blah, blah, blah. Also, any songs mentioned are the property of the artists who recorded them.
____________________________________________________________________________ ______
Ranma was cleaning out the storage room in the dojo at the request of Kasumi. He didn't really want to, it wasn't his idea of a fun time, but when Kasumi asked something in her quiet little voice, with that gentle smile, who could refuse. Ranma often thought she should become a car salesperson - she'd make a killing.
He couldn't believe the layers of dust on some of the junk collected in the closet. Some of this stuff had to have been here, untouched for over a century, if not more. It was quite a collection too - outdated and broken weapons, moth-eaten gi's, cinder blocks - if it was remotely connected to martial arts, it was there. He had been cleaning out the room for almost 5 hours, and had hardly made a dent in the mess, even though the "don't keep pile" was 3 feet high. Ranma sighed, and took another look in the room.
"Which section to start on now? Man, I wish I could be anywhere else but here right now. I'd even be willing to be a girl right now, if it meant I wouldn't have to be here. Hmm... not a bad idea, could go get a nice parfait... Wait, what's this?"
Ranma carefully reached into a precariously piled stack of odds and sods and pulled out a slender wooden chest. He blew the dust of maybe centuries off the top and released the latches. When opened, the chest revealed a bunch of obviously very old scrolls. Carefully, as not to tear the parchment, Ranma started opening the scrolls and reading what was on them.
"Wow! These are all techniques of the School of Anything Goes Martial Arts! I don't recognize any of them - wonder if there's anything worth learning in here?"
The pig-tailed boy started going through the scrolls one by one.
"Secret Technique of Rummaging Through Garbage Like Raccoon? Naah, I don't think so. Hey, maybe this one is better - Pressure Blow of the Stalwarted... Worm??? Man, what is this? No wonder these were put in storage."
Each scroll proved more worthless than the previous. Really, who would want to know the Swoon of the Cantelope, and how the heck would you use that in battle anyways. Yet another was titled Fists of the No Armed Brainless Dust Mote. Ranma had come to the conclusion that looking any further would be a waste of his time, and decided to look at one more, before putting the whole pile into the "reject" area.
"Okay, let's see what this one is - oh, let me guess, Wail of the Mummified Snail or something, right? Hey, this looks kinda interesting... in fact, maybe even extremely helpful. Yep, Akane and I could definitely use this one!"
Ranma read over the scroll a few times, to get the feeling of the technique straight in his head, and then went to search out Akane, to see if she might be interested in what was possibly the very technique they would need to get rid of their "Significant Others" problem.
He was getting such a good feeling about this attack, that he didn't even think about knocking on Akane's door before opening it. He stepped into the room, saw Akane, and started talking.
"Akane! You're not going to believe what I just fou...."
WHAAPP!
Ranma slammed into the wall adjacent to Akane's bedroom door from the force of the mallet hitting him.
"You... you.... PERVERT!! When are you going to learn to knock first, you jerk!"
"Akane, come on, not like there's much to look at anyways.... that is, I mean... Wait! Don't thump me again, I've got something incredible to show you. Please, just calm down for a sec and listen, would ya?"
Akane replied by slamming the door shut on Ranma's nose. A few seconds later, she opened it again, after having gotten dressed. Ranma pulled out the scroll and showed it to her. With skepticism, she started to read. After only a few sentences, her eyes started to get wider, and a little smirk appeared. She pulled Ranma into her room and shut the door.
"Do you really think this would work? Or that we could pull it off? Some of the stuff in here is pretty gross. I don't know if we can do this..."
Aww, come on, Akane, if I can suffer through doing this with you, so can you."
Akane started glowing red.
"What do you mean, suffer.... grrrr"
"Wa..wait a sec! I didn't mean it that way, I just think that this could help us both, don't you? I mean, don't you want to be left alone finally? And this scroll could do this for both of us - can't you just see it? Being able to go to school, or the store, or even walk down the street without being bothered by Kuno, or Shampoo?"
After Akane calmed down, she agreed with Ranma, and they both started to study the words of the technique carefully. After reading it over carefully, and agreeing on certain combination points of the attack, the duo went down to practise it in the dojo.
A week later, the pair thought that they had it down fairly well. The training had exhausted them both, but somehow forged a tentative truce between them. Of course, that was needed for this method to work. They both decided to withold any sarcastic comments about the other for the time being, until they could try out the attack, mutually agreeing that that would make the technique all the more effective.
"Are you ready, Akane?"
"Oh, yeah, I'm ready. The guys and girls of Nerima won't know what hit them. How about you, Ranma?"
"You bet! Come on, let's go eat, and then go for a walk. Someone's bound to come along and try something."
Akane and Ranma linked fingers and shook hands on the deal.
"Here's to us! And the School of Anything Goes Debilitating Attack of the Nauseating WAFF!"
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So, what'd you think? I know it's short, but if you'd like to see what this attack is all about, then R&R please! And by the way, I don't necessarily have anything against WAFF fics, I've just read a whole bunch today, and got cavities...
