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Letting the Truth Out
Ranma's Bright Idea #2
Sometime later, Ranma walked home, his shirt a bit scuffed, with a couple of cuts and scratches, and rather dirty. He had left Ryoga unconsious in an empty lot several blocks from most of the large craters and property damage they had left in their wake. For a few seconds, he thought about the damage that his fights so often inflicted, and who cleaned it up and repaired it. Then, it occurred to him that it was a stimulation of the local economy by providing jobs for construction workers, and he dismissed it. Now, back to the imporant issue: how to get rid of 'p-chan' once and for all...
Then, it hit him like the proverbial ton of bricks. This plan would work perfectly. After all, he'd promised to not tell anyone about the curse; he'd never said anything about SHOWING them the curse. The next time Ryoga came to the Tendo dojo, he'd put his plan into effect. Just then, it started to rain. Ignoring the downpour, he walked home, whistling merrily.
After a short walk, he arrived home, and was preparing to take a nice, hot, soak in the furo, when Akane came downstairs, and noticed that he was soaking wet. "Ranma?" She asked. "Yah, Akane?" replied the soaking wet female. "Is it raining hard?" She probed. "y'know, I wasn't really payin' that much attention... yeah, pretty steadily, I guess." Ranma responded. "Oh dear! Have you seen p-chan around?" the dark-haired girl continued, worriedly. "Er... no, but I just got home." Ranma replied, thrown off by the unexpected question. "Well, would you mind helping me look for him? I'm worried he might be out in this weather."
Ranma facefaulted. Now this was just ridiculous. Even Akane, for all her fretting over P-chan, wasn't usually *this* overprotective. Taking her openmouthed lack of response for agreement, Akane grabbed her hand, and started to drag her up the stairs. Little did Ranma suspect that Akane was trying not to giggle at the clever way in which she'd arranged to spend time alone with Ranma.
A few minutes later, they determined that, suprise suprise, the little lost pig wasn't in the house. So, out into the rain they ventured. They went through a large portion of Nerima, looking for dear, sweet, p-chan. However, it seemed that he was nowhere to be seen. Well, Ranma had an idea of where to look, but Akane would probably ask what made her look near that abandoned lot, and things would go downhill from there. She was busy pondering this subject, and failed to notice when they ended up in that part of town.
Akane looked over at Ranma for the third time in the last few minutes. He was awfully quiet. And, looking at him, it seemed that he was lost in thought. "Ranma, what are you thinking about?" No response. "Ranma?" Not even a blink. "Ranma!" she yelled in her ear. THAT seemed to get her attention. "What'd ya do that for, ya kawaiikune tomboy?!?" he half-shouted. She was about to get mad, but then realized that she had a pretty good reason to be annoyed. Well, she'd let it pass... but just this once. "I was just trying to get your attention, and you didn't notice anything else." 'She was trying to get my attention?', he wondered. 'And I didn't notice anything else? I wonder what else she t... no. I won't think about that.' Slowly, it dawned on him that his fiancee was looking expectantly at him. Oh, right. "um... what did ya want, Akane?" "Well, I was just wondering what you were thinking about." she replied, blushing slightly.
Now, how could she respond to that? "Oh." he replied blankly, thinking furiously. "Well, are you going to tell me?" Akane asked, resisting the urge to giggle. Ranma could be so cute, when he was clueless like that. "...yeah... I was just thinking 'bout ... where p-chan might be." he replied, figuring that while it would still probably result in him getting hurt, at least it would upset Akane AS much, and was still technically true...
He turned towards the presently taller girl, wondering why he hadn't been hit yet. Akane was standing there, with an odd expression on her face. Ranma's skill at lying had not mysteriously improved, and so the lie was completely transparent to Akane. However, that he would at least try to say something to make her happy... it seemed unusually nice a thing for him to do. She was kind of waiting for her to stick her foot in her mouth, as only Ranma could do, but the redhead seemed content, for once, to leave it at that.
As they continued searching in the rain, Ranma mentally sighed in relief. She seemed to have bought it. He tried not to let his relief show, but, being Ranma, he was pretty much an open book. Fortunately, Akane was too caught up in the afterglow of Ranma being nice to notice. Not that she'd admit it, of course. No, if anyone asked, she was just looking for p-chan. Not enjoying a walk in the rain with her fiancee at all.
As they passed by craters, and various debris, Akane wondered if Ranma was responsible for the destruction. When she asked, the shorter girl replied "Ah, Ryoga 'tacked me earlier, but, in the middle of our sparring, he turned a corner, and I couldn' find him after that." "He attacked you? What'd you do to provoke him?" she asked, immediately regretting it, when she saw the hurt look in his eyes. "Nothin', alright? I didn't do nothin' to him." He stomped off, trying to avoid an outright fight. He really didn't want to fight wiht Akane today. As Ranma stomped off, a black blur attached itself to his ankle with an angry 'bwee'. Ranma stopped and detached the piglet from his leg, then held him out by his bandanna, and said "Oh, here's your precious P-chan.", with a disgusted snort. She came and took the the angry pet from the temporary girl, who then hopped up to a nearby fence, preparing to jump to the roofs.
"Ranma, wait!" Akane said, feeling bad about insulting Ranma when he hadn't done anything. She stopped, suprised, and turned around. "Could you come here a minute?" she asked, not wanting to talk to him while he was on the fence. After a moment, he hopped off the fence, landing a couple feet from her. "What is it?" She almost added,'didja want ta blame me for somethin' else I didn' do?', but, defying the odds, managed to keep his foot firmly out of his mouth more than once in a day. He was rewarded with a smile, and Akane said, "I'm sorry for blaming your fight with Ryoga on you. I guess I'm just a bit used to blaming you for everything." Ranma simply shrugged, and said, "Don't worry 'bout it. Let's go get some hot water, 'kay?" Akane giggled and nodded. Then, p-chan and Ranma both froze. Did Akane just GIGGLE to Ranma? Akane wondered the same thing, but mentally shrugged, and decided that, if Ranma wasn't acting like a jerk, why couldn't she act cute?
The next day, Ranma's plan was all set. It had taken a while, but his plan to expose Ryoga was foolproof. He'd carefully arranged a bucket of hot water above Akane's door, to tip and pour on her as she left her room. He'd planned it carefully, and, when he changed in her arms, she'd realize Ryoga was P-chan. He'd slept unusually peacefully that night.
He woke up to a bucket of cold water being poured on him. He sprang up, seeing Akane dripping water onto the floor. "What'd ya do that for, ya tomboy?" he yelled, as he usually did when she poured cold water on him. "I was wondering why you did it to me this morning! And I thought you were being nice yesterday, you jerk!" She yelled, and then threw the bucket at his head before storming out of the guest room. A moment later, Nabiki was standing in the doorway, one eyebrow raised. "Some free advice, Saotome: If you leave water out overnight, it cools off." Then she too was gone.
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Author's notes: Yep, that was Ranma's second plan. What'll he come up with next? I have no idea! That's right, I don't have a clue. If you have an idea, you email it to me. Otherwise, I'll have to sit here for a while, and try to imagine another idiotic scheme for him to dream up. For those worried about serious brain damage from bashing your head against a wall every time he comes up with another stupid scheme, don't worry, he'll start to get a little brighter. Anyhow, that's all for this installment. See you next time!
Oh, and please review my story. Pwetty pwease?
Letting the Truth Out
Ranma's Bright Idea #2
Sometime later, Ranma walked home, his shirt a bit scuffed, with a couple of cuts and scratches, and rather dirty. He had left Ryoga unconsious in an empty lot several blocks from most of the large craters and property damage they had left in their wake. For a few seconds, he thought about the damage that his fights so often inflicted, and who cleaned it up and repaired it. Then, it occurred to him that it was a stimulation of the local economy by providing jobs for construction workers, and he dismissed it. Now, back to the imporant issue: how to get rid of 'p-chan' once and for all...
Then, it hit him like the proverbial ton of bricks. This plan would work perfectly. After all, he'd promised to not tell anyone about the curse; he'd never said anything about SHOWING them the curse. The next time Ryoga came to the Tendo dojo, he'd put his plan into effect. Just then, it started to rain. Ignoring the downpour, he walked home, whistling merrily.
After a short walk, he arrived home, and was preparing to take a nice, hot, soak in the furo, when Akane came downstairs, and noticed that he was soaking wet. "Ranma?" She asked. "Yah, Akane?" replied the soaking wet female. "Is it raining hard?" She probed. "y'know, I wasn't really payin' that much attention... yeah, pretty steadily, I guess." Ranma responded. "Oh dear! Have you seen p-chan around?" the dark-haired girl continued, worriedly. "Er... no, but I just got home." Ranma replied, thrown off by the unexpected question. "Well, would you mind helping me look for him? I'm worried he might be out in this weather."
Ranma facefaulted. Now this was just ridiculous. Even Akane, for all her fretting over P-chan, wasn't usually *this* overprotective. Taking her openmouthed lack of response for agreement, Akane grabbed her hand, and started to drag her up the stairs. Little did Ranma suspect that Akane was trying not to giggle at the clever way in which she'd arranged to spend time alone with Ranma.
A few minutes later, they determined that, suprise suprise, the little lost pig wasn't in the house. So, out into the rain they ventured. They went through a large portion of Nerima, looking for dear, sweet, p-chan. However, it seemed that he was nowhere to be seen. Well, Ranma had an idea of where to look, but Akane would probably ask what made her look near that abandoned lot, and things would go downhill from there. She was busy pondering this subject, and failed to notice when they ended up in that part of town.
Akane looked over at Ranma for the third time in the last few minutes. He was awfully quiet. And, looking at him, it seemed that he was lost in thought. "Ranma, what are you thinking about?" No response. "Ranma?" Not even a blink. "Ranma!" she yelled in her ear. THAT seemed to get her attention. "What'd ya do that for, ya kawaiikune tomboy?!?" he half-shouted. She was about to get mad, but then realized that she had a pretty good reason to be annoyed. Well, she'd let it pass... but just this once. "I was just trying to get your attention, and you didn't notice anything else." 'She was trying to get my attention?', he wondered. 'And I didn't notice anything else? I wonder what else she t... no. I won't think about that.' Slowly, it dawned on him that his fiancee was looking expectantly at him. Oh, right. "um... what did ya want, Akane?" "Well, I was just wondering what you were thinking about." she replied, blushing slightly.
Now, how could she respond to that? "Oh." he replied blankly, thinking furiously. "Well, are you going to tell me?" Akane asked, resisting the urge to giggle. Ranma could be so cute, when he was clueless like that. "...yeah... I was just thinking 'bout ... where p-chan might be." he replied, figuring that while it would still probably result in him getting hurt, at least it would upset Akane AS much, and was still technically true...
He turned towards the presently taller girl, wondering why he hadn't been hit yet. Akane was standing there, with an odd expression on her face. Ranma's skill at lying had not mysteriously improved, and so the lie was completely transparent to Akane. However, that he would at least try to say something to make her happy... it seemed unusually nice a thing for him to do. She was kind of waiting for her to stick her foot in her mouth, as only Ranma could do, but the redhead seemed content, for once, to leave it at that.
As they continued searching in the rain, Ranma mentally sighed in relief. She seemed to have bought it. He tried not to let his relief show, but, being Ranma, he was pretty much an open book. Fortunately, Akane was too caught up in the afterglow of Ranma being nice to notice. Not that she'd admit it, of course. No, if anyone asked, she was just looking for p-chan. Not enjoying a walk in the rain with her fiancee at all.
As they passed by craters, and various debris, Akane wondered if Ranma was responsible for the destruction. When she asked, the shorter girl replied "Ah, Ryoga 'tacked me earlier, but, in the middle of our sparring, he turned a corner, and I couldn' find him after that." "He attacked you? What'd you do to provoke him?" she asked, immediately regretting it, when she saw the hurt look in his eyes. "Nothin', alright? I didn't do nothin' to him." He stomped off, trying to avoid an outright fight. He really didn't want to fight wiht Akane today. As Ranma stomped off, a black blur attached itself to his ankle with an angry 'bwee'. Ranma stopped and detached the piglet from his leg, then held him out by his bandanna, and said "Oh, here's your precious P-chan.", with a disgusted snort. She came and took the the angry pet from the temporary girl, who then hopped up to a nearby fence, preparing to jump to the roofs.
"Ranma, wait!" Akane said, feeling bad about insulting Ranma when he hadn't done anything. She stopped, suprised, and turned around. "Could you come here a minute?" she asked, not wanting to talk to him while he was on the fence. After a moment, he hopped off the fence, landing a couple feet from her. "What is it?" She almost added,'didja want ta blame me for somethin' else I didn' do?', but, defying the odds, managed to keep his foot firmly out of his mouth more than once in a day. He was rewarded with a smile, and Akane said, "I'm sorry for blaming your fight with Ryoga on you. I guess I'm just a bit used to blaming you for everything." Ranma simply shrugged, and said, "Don't worry 'bout it. Let's go get some hot water, 'kay?" Akane giggled and nodded. Then, p-chan and Ranma both froze. Did Akane just GIGGLE to Ranma? Akane wondered the same thing, but mentally shrugged, and decided that, if Ranma wasn't acting like a jerk, why couldn't she act cute?
The next day, Ranma's plan was all set. It had taken a while, but his plan to expose Ryoga was foolproof. He'd carefully arranged a bucket of hot water above Akane's door, to tip and pour on her as she left her room. He'd planned it carefully, and, when he changed in her arms, she'd realize Ryoga was P-chan. He'd slept unusually peacefully that night.
He woke up to a bucket of cold water being poured on him. He sprang up, seeing Akane dripping water onto the floor. "What'd ya do that for, ya tomboy?" he yelled, as he usually did when she poured cold water on him. "I was wondering why you did it to me this morning! And I thought you were being nice yesterday, you jerk!" She yelled, and then threw the bucket at his head before storming out of the guest room. A moment later, Nabiki was standing in the doorway, one eyebrow raised. "Some free advice, Saotome: If you leave water out overnight, it cools off." Then she too was gone.
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Author's notes: Yep, that was Ranma's second plan. What'll he come up with next? I have no idea! That's right, I don't have a clue. If you have an idea, you email it to me. Otherwise, I'll have to sit here for a while, and try to imagine another idiotic scheme for him to dream up. For those worried about serious brain damage from bashing your head against a wall every time he comes up with another stupid scheme, don't worry, he'll start to get a little brighter. Anyhow, that's all for this installment. See you next time!
Oh, and please review my story. Pwetty pwease?