Topsy Turvy Thursday



Downstairs, 30 blinked and shook her head. She looked around at where she was. She glanced at Vegeta and gave him a small push. From the upstairs railing, Mandie peered down and giggled hysterically. She slid down the banister and bounded over to the door. She popped it open and Ranma-Kun stood in the doorway. She pulled him in and popped the door close. #30 appeared in front of 30. She inspected her. "What'd she do to you?" 30 batted her hand away. "Who ia she? And what are you doing here?" #30 slowly turned and glared at Mandie, who was clinging all over Ranma. "Amanda Griffin." she dragged out. Mandie cringed. "I don't like that." "Forget that." #30 shouted, waving her hand behind her, "You altered the whole fic!"

She pointed directly at 30. "She's now how she was when she first arrived here." She pointed to Ranma, "He's here! Are you mad, woman?!" "You sound like Vegeta." 30 pointed out. She crossed her arms and held her head high. "See?" #30 squeaked. Mandie shrugged and turned back to Ranma. #30 took a deep breath to calm herself. She started chuckling evilly. "Ooo-ooh!" she laughed. "This is about to take a turn for the worst." #30 turned around and slowly faded, along with her laughter, as she walked away. Mandie blinked then shrugged. She took Ranma's hand and led him to the kitchen. She plopped him down in a chair and turned towards the stove. "I'm gonna prepare you a meal. You must be hungry." Ranma nodded and smiled. Mandie smiled and put several pots on the the stove. As soon as she turned it on, the flame shot up in front of her.

She jumped back until the flame had died down. All throughout the mansion, different things were happening, to different people. Up in her room, Yui needed light to see what she was going to do, so she reached across, feeling for the lamp switch. She couldn't' feel it, and her hand hit something. She cursed silently and the area around her lit up blue. She looked at her hand and a blue, flame like aura blazed from it. She screamed and jumped out of bed. "Nakago!" She ran out of the room and into the hall. Soi was attached to Nakago's arm as he met Yui. She showed him her hand and his eyes widened. "That's mine." "I don't want it!" Yui wailed. Back in the room, Miaka, and several other people, screamed. In Nakago's, and other rooms down both halls, more screams and yells were heard.

Doors opened, and all kinds of people filed into the hallway. Duo, the closest to them, had his hair down, and it was way longer, and his face was covered in fur. When he removed his hand from his mouth, long fangs were visible. Miaka ran out, screaming. She bumped into Duo. Taking one look at him, she screamed louder and punched him. In doing all this, the Ogre symbol of Tamahome shone brightly on her forehead. Duo flew over the railing. Nakago, Yui, and the others, held the railing, looking over. Whoever else had touched the railing was shocked, because Relena now held Soi's lightning, and she didn't even know. Duo had flipped over and landed on his feet. He gave a low growl and a long howl.

Aishitare answered that howl. In the kitchen where Mandie was, pots, pans, and other stuff crashed to the ground, and smoke began seeping out through the cracks in the door. Her wailing could be heard by Heero, Trowa, Nuriko, Noin, and others, only. They had been given a Saiyan's abilities. In the living room, Vegeta had taken Riol into his arms, and well, you can guess what they were starting to do, if you mind is like mine ^^;. The whole house was in an uproar. Amiboshi were controlling Suboshi's weapons. Suboshi was able to use Amiboshi's flute. Someone else had Mandie's cooking ability, someone had Miaka's clumsiness, and up in the attic, evil laughter flowed freely. 30 was the only one not affected. She'd been changed back into an Android, and she now stood, leaned against the door frame, with her arms crossed across her chest and her eyes closed.

Mandie ran from the burning kitchen, leaving the unconscious Ranma in there, and jumped the stairs. She ran past the feuding groups of people, and up the stairs to the attic. She kicked down the door and tackled #30. The pen flew from her hand and Mandie grabbed it. She kept #30 at bay as she wrote and read it out loud. "...And the angry groups made their way up to the attic and they all attacked #30, with their regular old powers..." Soon enough, angry yelling was heard and then the groups were visible. #30 tried to grab for Mandie, but the groups pinned her to the floor. They grabbed some nearby rope and tied her to a rocking chair. "This is mutiny! I own this fic!" she yelled.

Mandie laughed and twirled the feather pen in her hand. "All's fair in fic writing." #30 growled and rocked back and forth. Everyone snickered at the sight of her. Mandie turned back to the set of papers and started started to write, but started thinking first. She smiled. "A little time warp. Friday! Here we come!" The tip of the pen touched the paper, then everything froze. Only the creaking of #30's rocking chair was heard. "Took you long enough." she grumbled. "So sue me. Vegeta and Riol were in my way." 30 walked into the attic with her arms tucked behind her head. She walked to Mandie and reached down an arm, plucking the pen from her hand. "Thank you." She stuck it in her ponytail. She walked back to #30 and untied her. #30 stood up and rubbed her wrists. "Stupid Miaka..."

They both looked at each other. It was like looking into a mirror, with different hairstyles. 30 tilted her head then smiled. "Author my butt." she laughed. They both laughed. "Ok. I'm speaking as the Author now: I just thought two of me would've been better. Like Mandie said, twice as much trouble. Now #30 becomes my character again." #30's eyes faded from the blue they had become, back to their green color. "Thursday seems so long." 30 mumbled. She pulled the pen from her hair and waved it in the air. "As Mandie said also... Friday. Here we come." By her waving the pen, the darkness slowly gave way to light, then it became darker again, then came back around to early morning/late night (like around 4:00, or something), finally stopping. She handed the pen to #30 and unfroze the groups.