The Liz: Hey yall! Another chapter of Green coming your way. This one might be a little confusing so don't be afraid to tell me and I'll try to fix/explain in the next chapter. Please review.

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Disclaimer: Look, for the record and for all future chapters, I don't own Ranma ½. I just don't. You know that and I know that, so let's just establish this right now so I don't have to do it later.

Ranma trudged along the carpet in the house to the guest room, her pants making sloshing sounds as she moved. I need to take a bath, she thought as she slid the screen door open.
"Welcome home!" a crackled old voice yelled from the ceiling. Ranma looked up to see Happosai launching himself at her breast.
"Ghaaa!" The girl temporarily froze from the shock of the old pervert patting her breast, but she wasn't frozen for long. "GET OFFA ME!" she yelled as she slammed the old man to the floor.
"So you're back Ranma?" Nabiki said from the doorway. "Where did you land anyway?"
"The river," she said grudgingly. "I'm gonna go take a bath."
"Do you have any idea what time it is?" Nabiki asked.
"As a matter of fact, I don't," Ranma said as she walked to the closet.
"What's that in your hand?" Nabiki asked, pointing to the wooden object in her hand.
"Huh?" Ranma looked down as though realizing the mask was there for the first time. "I found it when I fell into the river," she said.
"And you brought it home," Nabiki said flatly. Ranma smiled nervously and threw the mask down on her bed.
"It's no big deal. Now, I really need to take a bath," she said as she stepped on the old man's head.
"Whatever," Nabiki said as she went into the family room where she found Kasumi folding laundry.
"He said he fell into the river," Nabiki said. "And since we don't know which part, I say that we call this one a draw."
Kasumi smiled. "Fine by me. Although you really need to win that money back from me or else you might go bankrupt," she said cheerfully.
"Don't remind me," Nabiki said turning to walk away. "I'm going to bed. Good night."

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Ranma sank lower into the warm tub of water. "That's better," he said to himself. He watched the steam float around the room lazily while pondering the mask. It defiantly isn't Japanese, and I know it isn't Chinese. So how the hell did it get here? He was sat up a bit to keep his face from going underwater. And I could've sworn I heard a voice in my head telling me to put it on. He sighed and got up, grabbing a towel. Whatever, I'm probably just imagining things.

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"It looks really nice on you Akane," Nabiki said as she watched her little sister twirl around in the mirror in Akane's room.

Akane was wearing Nabiki's old black party dress which had become too small for her. It was made of a light cotton material and had low sleeves which rested off the shoulders. "It's so pretty Nabiki, where did you get it?" Akane asked while she twirled around some more. The way the skirt moved in a circle made her feel like she was Marilyn Monroe.

"Around. Now to fit in with these types of people, a pretty dress can't be all. How bout we fix your hair like this..." Nabiki said, pulling two locks of Akane's hair back. "See now that looks better than what you usually have."

"You're right," Akane said. "Am I gonna have to pay you to borrow this?" she asked nervously.

"To borrow the dress?" Nabiki asked. "Nah. But if you wanna borrow some jewelry to go with it, that'll be 500 yen," she said.

Akane sighed and walked over to her piggy bank. She pulled out a 500 yen bill and handed it to her sister. "I'll be right back," Nabiki said as she took the money.

Akane watched as her sister closed the door then sighed happily. I love this dress. It makes me feel like I'm that Anita girl from that American movie. She twirled around again, enjoying the feeling of the flow of the skirt.
Outside her window, Ranma watched as she twirled around her room, humming a tune he'd heard on a movie Akane made him see. She's really getting into this, he thought bitterly. Can it be that she really likes Ryouga?
Leaning back on the roof, he watched the sky for the second time that night. There's no way, no way she'd like that pig boy. It's just not possible.

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Ranma lay on his futon, looking up at the ceiling. He could still see Akane spinning around her room looking like she was a movie star or something. There's no way, no way at all...
His father snored rather loudly, reminding Ranma in some unexplainable way that he was restless. I'm going to the roof, he thought as he got up. He was about to climb out the window when something caught his eye. It was the mask.

Put it on. Everything will be alright. You can do whatever you want, just put it on.

Ranma shivered. It's those voices again. Slowly, he reached down and picked up the piece of wood.

Put it on.

The mask got closer and closer to Ranma's face, something other than his brain guiding his hand.

PUT IT ON.

Suddenly, Ranma felt his skin being sucked towards the mask like a vacuum cleaner. He yanked the mask away from his face quickly, feeling that something wasn't right.
He stood there, staring down at the mask. It shone green in the moonlight, as though there was something magical about it.

Don't be afraid. It won't hurt you. Just put it on and you'll see.

Ranma stared at the mask, feeling his arm moving itself towards his face. There was something about this mask, something magnetic. The mask came closer to his face.
Suddenly, it leapt from his hands and planted itself on his face. He could feel the wood merging with his skin, the magic running through his body. WHAT THE HELL?!
 He clawed at his face, trying to get the mask off but it was covering his entire head like putty. He could hear lightning in his head, could see thunder bolts.
Ranma's body went spinning around the room at an alarming rate, bumping into things and knocking them over. He could feel his brain spinning inside his head and he lost consciousness for a second.

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When he stopped everything was better. The room was still dark and his dad was staring at him like he was a demon, but it was alright.
"Goooood evening folks," Ranma said. "So sorry to disrupt your sleep."
Ranma's dad fainted.
"Oww, that's gotta hurt," Ranma said.
"What's going on?" Akane's voice said from the hall. "I thought I heard something."
"Yu-oh. Looks like it's time for me to take my leave," Ranma said as he did a back spring out the window. He landed on his feet, and then bounced away like a ball.
Well this is interesting. He continued bouncing away down the street when...
Smack

He ran into a tree. "Ow." Pulling his now 2-D arm from the tree, he peeled his face out of the inch deep imprint. "That hurt."
"Hey mister! Get outta my yard!" a man from the porch yelled. Ranma pulled himself out completely and faced the man.
"I'm sorry sir," he said. Taking one step, his leg stretched across the yard taking the rest of his body with him. "I wasn't aware this was your yard," he said to the man's face.
The man had grown visibly whiter.
"Allow me to apologize," Ranma said bringing out a bouquet of flowers from behind his back. The man sensitively took the flowers when one of them squirted water in his face.
"Oops, those must be the wrong ones," Ranma said. Suddenly, Ranma's right pocket began vibrating and making loud noises. "Hold on, let me get that," he said as he pulled out a gold stop watch. "Looks like it's time for me to go! Toddles!" he said and bounced out into yard and over the fence, leaving behind a very confused man.
Landing on his feet, Ranma began sauntering down the street when he saw himself in a window. He was wearing what looked like an old English robe, the type he saw old rich people in movies wear. His hair was completely gone and was replaced by green skin. "Hmm, I should probably see a doctor about that."
Suddenly, he heard a scream coming from down the street. "Probably should check that out," he said as he looked towards the sound.
Suddenly, he heard the cackle of the old pervert as he bounded down the street carrying a huge sack of panties. "Ho boy, what a hall, what a hall!" Happosai laughed to himself as he ran along.
"Hey old timer!" Ranma said as he stepped in front of the Happosai, stopping him in his tracks. "Let me help you with that bag."

The Liz: Okay, so that's the end of that. What'd yall think? Do yall know the movie now? Did any of that make sense? If not, I'll explain in the next chapter don't worry. Please review!

Next Chapter: The aftermath and Ranma takes up thievery. For a good cause of course. Sorta