Disclaimer: Don't sue me over Ranma ½. 'Sain't mine. But this fic is. Ya wanna
use it, ya ask me first. Oscar Mayer owns the song. All rights, blah blah blah.
Ryoga, depressed while making his evening meal, starts ta sing a song...
*Notes at the end.
A BloodRose Creation@}-;-
I Wish...
Ryoga Hibiki sighed as he set the fire to cook his meager dinner of roast
chicken & white rice. He was in the vacant lot a few doors down from the Tendo
Dojo, though to Ryoga, it may as well have been a few miles. He had tried to visit
the dojo to bring Akane the souvenirs he had gotten on his recent trip to Kansai,
but had ended up on the women's side of a public bath. Rubbing a lump on his
head as he set the pot of water to boil over the flame, Ryoga turned to watch the
sunset, his eyes dark with sorrow. Taking a deep breath, he began to sing in a low,
surprisingly melodious baritone.
"Oh, I wish I was an Oscar Mayer wiener,
yes, that is what I truly want to be-e-e."
Ryoga's eyes shone wetly as he watched the sun dip toward the west, his dinner
forgotten as he recalled how Akane held him as P-chan, but would never hold him
as a man.
"Because, if I was an Oscar Mayer wiener..."
A solitary tear slid down his tan cheek as the last visages of sunlight disappeared
from the sky, & the first stars rose from their beds.
"Then everyone would be in love with me."
With a heavy sigh, Ryoga continued cooking his dinner in the dim starlight, tears
flowing silently down his cheeks while, a few doors down in the Tendo Dojo,
Akane Tendo & Ranma Saotome smiled & laughed, content with their lives.
The End
Author's Notes
This fic was completely, totally & in all other ways, pointless. It just came to me
when my brother started singin the wiener song, soundin all sad n stuff, so I
decided ta write it. Don really care ifin ya liked it, cuz I wrote it for me.
All questions, comments, whatever can be sent to nasty311@netzero.net
All flames will be used to roast the marshmallows.
See ya or somethin.
BloodRose@}-;-
