Prologue:
Ranma just knew it was going to be another one of those days. His Fiancée had accidentally gotten a hold of some 13 centimeter age changing mushrooms and had placed them into her stew. Unfortunately she had used every last one and Ranma had been the only one who had been forced to eat it, as penance for his part in the failed wedding. They were now walking to school, and Ranma absolutely could not wait to see his classmates reactions to his new change.
Akane looked up at her abnormally diminutive fiancé on the fence next to her, "You could have called in sick you know."
Ranma rolled his eyes, "Right 'Kane, I tried that. Principle Macadamia-nut said that if I didn't show up for school for even one more day that I would be forced to stay back a grade. I'd rather not be there any longer than I hav ta."
Akane rolled her eyes, "Since when have you cared about what he thinks?"
Ranma balefully glared at her, "Since my mom was the one ta talk ta him on the phone with the sword in the other hand."
Akane winced, "Good luck."
Ranma rolled his eyes, but before he could reply he heard the dreaded, *Ding-ding.*
For once he managed to leap away from the descending wheel of doom and watched as Shampoo landed perfectly on the fence where she had just been standing, "Nihaoo… Who little kid that look like Airen?"
Like clockwork another voice piped in before anyone could reply, "I have you now Saotome. You will never get Shampoo to join your harem."
Ranma swiped at the air to knock the projectile headed at him off course, but he realized too late that it was a glass bottle filled with a cold liquid potion of some kind. Before Ranma could even get a chance to scream at Mousse for getting her wet a tearing sound happened in her mind and she vanished from the world.
Shampoo's eyes widened, "Mousse, what you do?"
Mousse cackled, "I sent that fiend Saotome to another dimension using that fermented potion."
Shampoo whacked him over the head, "Stupid Mousse, you know potion get strong with age. We need get Airen and great-grandmother to help rescue poor kid."
Akane spoke barely above a whisper, "Shampoo, that was Ranma."
Shampoo whirled on the girl, tears threatening to form in her eyes, "You lie."
Akane shuddered, "I wish I did."
