Will They Ever Learn?
Disclaimer: Ranma ½ is mine! (Gets attacked by a monster made up of legal documents, bills, and one lawyer.) Ouch! Stop It! Ok, I don't own it, Rumiko Takahashi does. Back you vial beast! Also thanks to Sean D'Anna. Who's fanfic, the 'Spirit Within', gave me inspiration for my story.
Key: "normal speech"
[Panda signs]
My thoughts
=????'s voice=
Prologue
To say 'Tim is exhausted beyond belief' would have been an understatement deserving of a face-fault. After completing my collection of Ranma ½ memorabilia, I decided to celebrate by rereading all of the magna novels back to back. The problem was that by the time I finished, it was late into the night.
"Great," I mumbled to no one after glancing at the clock, "and I still have class tomorrow." Knowing, full well, that my professors wouldn't take too kindly to my snores disrupting their lessons, I decided to attempt to get a few hours sleep. My life… a curse of constant normality, I thought. While curling into my bed sheets I grumbled, "My life is boring. I would gladly trade it for any other, Even Ranma's."
=Are you sure?= a voice said from empty space. As testament to how tired I was, I responded, "Sure, I would gladly face Ranma's day to day troubles than eternal mediocrity." As I shut my eyes I heard, the voice say, =As you wish,= then sympathetically, =will they ever learn?=
I was jarred from my peaceful sleep by, not my obnoxiously loud alarm clock, but by the impact of my face colliding with a small body of water. I finally broke the surface, feeling a little top-heavy, hearing a man say "Sir fell into the 'Spring of Drowned Girl…" I had the sudden urge to beat the upright panda on the shore to a bloody pulp.
Author's notes: This is just the prologue and the first chapter should be posted a few seconds after this. I know many people will avoid this fic on the basis that it is my first fanfic and that it is a self-insert but give me the benefit of the doubt.
Any and all flames will be used to make popcorn, but constructive criticism, suggestions, and praises will be accepted with open arms.
And thanks to 'Tribble-girl' for her suggestions