Ranma Saotome was in a foul mood and the cause for his ire was happily
whooping it up at the far end of the table.
"Whoo-hoo!" cheered Happosai, master of the Anything Goes School of Martial Arts. "Pour me some more sake, boys!"
"Of course, Master," Soun Tendo said, looking distinctly unhappy in the brightly colored party hat he wore.
"After all, Master," agreed Genma Saotome, who wore a similarly colored hat. "Its not every day that you turn three hundred and three."
"Darn tootin!" the little man agreed.
"Sake for breakfast," Ranma growled. "And it aint even breakfast time yet."
"Oh be happy, Ranma," Nabiki Tendo said from behind her copy of the business page.
Ranma opened his mouth to reply when the kitchen door slid back and Kasumi stepped through.
"Happy Birthday, Grandfather," she said to Happosai as she approached the table. "What would you like for breakfast?"
"For you, Kasumi my dear," the aged master replied holding out a green piece of curved wood. "I picked this up while in Norway. "Won't you try it on?"
"Oh that's very sweet, but I need to cook breakfast first. What would you like?"
"Try it on."
"But..."
"Please?" Happosai asked, his eyes like those of a puppy.
"And then you'll tell me what you'd like for breakfast?"
"Of course," Happosai said.
With a sigh, Kasumi pressed the wooden object to her face, and immediately began to spin around the room as lightning flashed and thunder crashed.
"What the-?" Soun gasped as he started to his feet.
"Oh sit down," Happosai said irritatedly as he grabbed Soun's shirt sleeve and yanked him back down as the tornado came to a stop.
Ranma, Akane, Nabiki, Soun, and Genma gasped. Kasumi now wore a green rubber mask over her face and hair, giving her the appearance of being bald.
"And now we'll see the real Kasumi!" Happosai chortled.
"Oh my," Kasumi said, staring at her hands. Then she smiled at Happosai. "Now then, Grandfather, what would you like for Breakfast?"
"Whoo-hoo!" cheered Happosai, master of the Anything Goes School of Martial Arts. "Pour me some more sake, boys!"
"Of course, Master," Soun Tendo said, looking distinctly unhappy in the brightly colored party hat he wore.
"After all, Master," agreed Genma Saotome, who wore a similarly colored hat. "Its not every day that you turn three hundred and three."
"Darn tootin!" the little man agreed.
"Sake for breakfast," Ranma growled. "And it aint even breakfast time yet."
"Oh be happy, Ranma," Nabiki Tendo said from behind her copy of the business page.
Ranma opened his mouth to reply when the kitchen door slid back and Kasumi stepped through.
"Happy Birthday, Grandfather," she said to Happosai as she approached the table. "What would you like for breakfast?"
"For you, Kasumi my dear," the aged master replied holding out a green piece of curved wood. "I picked this up while in Norway. "Won't you try it on?"
"Oh that's very sweet, but I need to cook breakfast first. What would you like?"
"Try it on."
"But..."
"Please?" Happosai asked, his eyes like those of a puppy.
"And then you'll tell me what you'd like for breakfast?"
"Of course," Happosai said.
With a sigh, Kasumi pressed the wooden object to her face, and immediately began to spin around the room as lightning flashed and thunder crashed.
"What the-?" Soun gasped as he started to his feet.
"Oh sit down," Happosai said irritatedly as he grabbed Soun's shirt sleeve and yanked him back down as the tornado came to a stop.
Ranma, Akane, Nabiki, Soun, and Genma gasped. Kasumi now wore a green rubber mask over her face and hair, giving her the appearance of being bald.
"And now we'll see the real Kasumi!" Happosai chortled.
"Oh my," Kasumi said, staring at her hands. Then she smiled at Happosai. "Now then, Grandfather, what would you like for Breakfast?"