Ranma hated offices.  Offices were for sitting and waiting.  He 
liked to be moving and doing.  Besides, growing up, he'd never been in an 
office unless he was in trouble or injured.
	He supposed this could be classified under the first category.  
	Ranma stared at the wall for a bit.  It was no more interesting 
now than half an hour ago.  The one piece of art seemed specifically 
designed to be too ugly to admire but not ugly enough to prevent 
boredom.  The ceiling and carpet likewise failed to engage his interest.  
	He decided to look at the others for a while.  Souun had 
apparently found the one old magazine in the office worth reading.  Then 
again, the Tendou father could stretch the morning newspaper into a full 
day's experience.
	Kasumi and Akane were knitting.  Kasumi's project was a scarf, 
and Ranma had no idea about Akane's, though it looked a bit better 
connected together than the last thing she'd made.  She looked up 
annoyedly at him, and he gave a nervous smile back.  It was obvious Akane 
was blaming *him* for this.  She blamed him for everything, it seemed. 
	The botched wedding had been the last straw, really.  The 
neighborhood association had gotten together and arranged this.  Not that 
Ranma could really blame them.  *Something* had had to be done.  If only 
this stupid waiting could be over with!
	Nabiki, ever the smart one, had brought her accounting homework 
(rather more practical than most students') and a trashy novel.  Looked 
like she was about halfway through the paperback.  Ranma was almost 
desperate enough to rent it from her when she was through, despite the 
unpromising title of "Love's Purple Passion."
	Nodoka was attempting needlepoint while making sure the family 
katana didn't slip away.  Nor was she about to let her husband slip away 
either.  Genma had finally given up trying to invent excuses to leave the 
room.
	Ranma smirked a bit.  It looked like Pops was going to need an 
actual toilet break soon...
	Back to the wall.  Nope, still not interesting.  He didn't care 
how embarrassing this was any more.  He just wanted the waiting to be over!
	The door at the far end opened, and the secretary called, 
"Saotome Ranma?  You're up."
	At last!  Ranma's spirits almost rose.  He walked as slowly as he 
dared to the door that said....

			FAMILY COUNSELING

Not necessarily coming soon!

SKJAM!