I'm sorry for the delay! I've been a little busy with other things, but
here's chapter three. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Nope, still not mine.
"Now Ranma, why do you think you would die?" Akane asked with a slight hint of sarcasm in her voice.
"Well, you know. If I say something the wrong way or give an answer you don't like, you'll cream me with your mallet. By the way, where does she keep that damn thing? All the places I can think of sound kinda painful. Maybe there's a trap door in the back of her head and there's a hollow space in her brain where she keeps it. I like martial arts. I'm gonna make Shampoo pay for this. What's the first question?"
'Wow, his mind really wanders...' Akane thought. "Before I ask MY questions, I have some questions from a few friends at school." Akane holds up a brown paper bag.
"You went around asking people for questions? Are you some kind of sadist? Is that why she hits me all the time? Where the hell did that word come from? Maybe I know big words and just never use them?"
"Just think of it as revenge for calling me a gorilla, a mule, flat chested, tomboy, uncute, weakling, stupid, and a bunch of other things in front of our friends. Now, question number one is from..." She reaches into the bag and pulls out a slip of paper, "Daisuke."
"Phew. This shouldn't be too bad."
"Ranma, why won't you let me touch them? Since you're a guy it shouldn't matter, right? Wow, he's as big a pervert as you!"
Ranma was silent for a full minute before speaking calmly, "A guy shouldn't go around asking another guy to feel his chest. And when I'm a girl, I'm still a guy. It's wrong to ask a girl to feel her chest unless you're dating." His voice suddenly took on a disgusted tone, "And there is no way in hell I'm going to date...yuck! He's already seen Becki and Stacy enough times...son of a bitch! Now everyone's going to know I named them! I can't be the only one that named their body parts, can I? Of course not! Ryoga has his P-chan, so it must be kinda common, right?"
"Gross, Ranma! I didn't need to hear that!" Akane scribbles the word water on a sheet of paper. "Well, ewwwww. Are you ready for question number two?"
"You mean to tell me you're going to put down water as an ingredient in the antidote! That isn't fair Akane! You found out I named my girl forms chest and all I get is water?!" Ranma was pissed.
"The question was only why you wouldn't let him touch your chest. You said the other parts on your own, so it doesn't count."
"You sound just like Nabiki!"
"Well, she is my sister."
"Do I get to ask a question soon? There are a few I've been wanting to ask you for a while now...I mean I'm just curious if you...how do I do this without being killed?"
"Not yet. There are loads more questions to ask. The next one is from..." She reaches into the bag and pulls out a tiny crumpled piece of paper. "Oh yay. Kuno," she said in a bland voice. "Dear Ranma, Why do you feel you must imprison both the fair Akane Tendo and my darling pigtailed girl? Are you truly that insatiable? On that note, what is it like having both of them as your love slaves? I probably should've screened these, huh?" Surprisingly, Akane didn't seem angry. On the contrary. She seemed almost eager to hear Ranma's response.
"Next time I see him I'm going to shove that stick of his so far up his...now calm down Ranma. Remember, Kuno is an idiot and doesn't know any better." Ranma's voice was nice and calm. "Besides, he'll stop pestering me and Akane now that he has Nab...Nabisco makes some great cookies!" He was now flustered. "Yup, they sure do. Oreos are my favorite. I really don't think Akane's buying it. Well, now I'm going to be in debt for life. Yippee! No, wait. That's bad."
To call Akane shocked would be to call Atlantis damp. "You mean to tell me he...and HER! Nab...Nabiki! When! Where! How!?"
"If I tell you will you put down more than one step in the antidote process?"
"Yes!" Akane screamed.
"Yesterday, after phys ed, she asked him. Now start writin'!"
Akane scribbles 95 grams of lotus root, 70 grams of ginger.
"I hate lotus root! Oh well. When can I ask a question? I've already told you way more than I should've and I just found out I have to eat one of my least favorite foods."
"I guess you can ask one question. I don't have to answer it if I don't want to, though"
"Now's my chance! I can ask her if she would've wanted to go through with marrying me when the old freak was about to die, who taught her that mallet trick, if I can kiss...Kiss has been around for a long time, haven't they? Nice going. Reeeeeeeeeeal smooth. There's no way she didn't hear that! Now she's going to think I'm just a pervert or something. Well, it's out in the open now. At least the old man isn't around for this. Oh no, Akane's smiling! That means either she's veeeeeeeery angry or she...no, that can't be it! She can't like what I asked, can she? Why am I still not dead?" Ranma was stammering. His red shirt was now glued to his chest with sweat.
"Yes, Kasumi, sure, Kiss is eternal, and I don't exactly hate that you were thinking about asking me that..." Akane paused, then resumed talking to a very nervous Ranma, "Now, I'm not sure what question you wanted to ask. Since I'm sure you're too nervous to remember my answers, pretend I didn't hear any of the questions. With that being said...what was it you wanted to ask me?"
All done for this chapter. I'm soooooooo sorry I took this long. There's been, for lack of a better word, issues. I'm not sure when I'll be able to update again, but I promise I will update as soon as I can!
Disclaimer: Nope, still not mine.
"Now Ranma, why do you think you would die?" Akane asked with a slight hint of sarcasm in her voice.
"Well, you know. If I say something the wrong way or give an answer you don't like, you'll cream me with your mallet. By the way, where does she keep that damn thing? All the places I can think of sound kinda painful. Maybe there's a trap door in the back of her head and there's a hollow space in her brain where she keeps it. I like martial arts. I'm gonna make Shampoo pay for this. What's the first question?"
'Wow, his mind really wanders...' Akane thought. "Before I ask MY questions, I have some questions from a few friends at school." Akane holds up a brown paper bag.
"You went around asking people for questions? Are you some kind of sadist? Is that why she hits me all the time? Where the hell did that word come from? Maybe I know big words and just never use them?"
"Just think of it as revenge for calling me a gorilla, a mule, flat chested, tomboy, uncute, weakling, stupid, and a bunch of other things in front of our friends. Now, question number one is from..." She reaches into the bag and pulls out a slip of paper, "Daisuke."
"Phew. This shouldn't be too bad."
"Ranma, why won't you let me touch them? Since you're a guy it shouldn't matter, right? Wow, he's as big a pervert as you!"
Ranma was silent for a full minute before speaking calmly, "A guy shouldn't go around asking another guy to feel his chest. And when I'm a girl, I'm still a guy. It's wrong to ask a girl to feel her chest unless you're dating." His voice suddenly took on a disgusted tone, "And there is no way in hell I'm going to date...yuck! He's already seen Becki and Stacy enough times...son of a bitch! Now everyone's going to know I named them! I can't be the only one that named their body parts, can I? Of course not! Ryoga has his P-chan, so it must be kinda common, right?"
"Gross, Ranma! I didn't need to hear that!" Akane scribbles the word water on a sheet of paper. "Well, ewwwww. Are you ready for question number two?"
"You mean to tell me you're going to put down water as an ingredient in the antidote! That isn't fair Akane! You found out I named my girl forms chest and all I get is water?!" Ranma was pissed.
"The question was only why you wouldn't let him touch your chest. You said the other parts on your own, so it doesn't count."
"You sound just like Nabiki!"
"Well, she is my sister."
"Do I get to ask a question soon? There are a few I've been wanting to ask you for a while now...I mean I'm just curious if you...how do I do this without being killed?"
"Not yet. There are loads more questions to ask. The next one is from..." She reaches into the bag and pulls out a tiny crumpled piece of paper. "Oh yay. Kuno," she said in a bland voice. "Dear Ranma, Why do you feel you must imprison both the fair Akane Tendo and my darling pigtailed girl? Are you truly that insatiable? On that note, what is it like having both of them as your love slaves? I probably should've screened these, huh?" Surprisingly, Akane didn't seem angry. On the contrary. She seemed almost eager to hear Ranma's response.
"Next time I see him I'm going to shove that stick of his so far up his...now calm down Ranma. Remember, Kuno is an idiot and doesn't know any better." Ranma's voice was nice and calm. "Besides, he'll stop pestering me and Akane now that he has Nab...Nabisco makes some great cookies!" He was now flustered. "Yup, they sure do. Oreos are my favorite. I really don't think Akane's buying it. Well, now I'm going to be in debt for life. Yippee! No, wait. That's bad."
To call Akane shocked would be to call Atlantis damp. "You mean to tell me he...and HER! Nab...Nabiki! When! Where! How!?"
"If I tell you will you put down more than one step in the antidote process?"
"Yes!" Akane screamed.
"Yesterday, after phys ed, she asked him. Now start writin'!"
Akane scribbles 95 grams of lotus root, 70 grams of ginger.
"I hate lotus root! Oh well. When can I ask a question? I've already told you way more than I should've and I just found out I have to eat one of my least favorite foods."
"I guess you can ask one question. I don't have to answer it if I don't want to, though"
"Now's my chance! I can ask her if she would've wanted to go through with marrying me when the old freak was about to die, who taught her that mallet trick, if I can kiss...Kiss has been around for a long time, haven't they? Nice going. Reeeeeeeeeeal smooth. There's no way she didn't hear that! Now she's going to think I'm just a pervert or something. Well, it's out in the open now. At least the old man isn't around for this. Oh no, Akane's smiling! That means either she's veeeeeeeery angry or she...no, that can't be it! She can't like what I asked, can she? Why am I still not dead?" Ranma was stammering. His red shirt was now glued to his chest with sweat.
"Yes, Kasumi, sure, Kiss is eternal, and I don't exactly hate that you were thinking about asking me that..." Akane paused, then resumed talking to a very nervous Ranma, "Now, I'm not sure what question you wanted to ask. Since I'm sure you're too nervous to remember my answers, pretend I didn't hear any of the questions. With that being said...what was it you wanted to ask me?"
All done for this chapter. I'm soooooooo sorry I took this long. There's been, for lack of a better word, issues. I'm not sure when I'll be able to update again, but I promise I will update as soon as I can!