Scene: Right outside of the Cursed Pools.

Ryouga and Ranma stare nervously at the pool where Eric just
dissappeared into.

"Whose bright idea was it to come here again?" commented Ryouga.

Ranma looks sheepishly at the pool and whistles innocently, doing his
best not to met Ryouga's glare.  "I think it was his idea"  he replied
indicated the pool where Eric recently dissappeared.
"What's taking him so long anyways?"

Ukyou comes wondering over and looks curiously at the two.  "What
happened to Eric?"
The two boys shuffle their feet and say nothing. "Oh no.", she moans.

Ranma quickly interjects, "It was Ryouga's fault, he's the one who
booted him into the pool."

"It was an accident!" Ryouga protests.  Suddenly a rock, the size of
bowling ball but a lot lumpier, hits him on the back of the head. "OW!"
he yelps and looks around for whoever threw the rock.

All three look down at the rock suspiciously.

The rock glares back.

Ukyou and Ranma glare at Ryouga and Ryouga, for his part, glares at
Ranma.  Out of the corner of her eyes  Ukyou notices that rock is waving
at her languidly. She turns her back trying to blot out the disturbing
image.  "Maybe the guide can help us." she suggests.

They call out to the guide who comes running.

"What's that pool?"  Ryouga asked pointing at the water.

"Ahh sirs, very tragic tale of rock that drowned their 3450 years ago."
begins the guide.

Ranma cuts him off, "Did you say rock?"  The three look back at the
rock.

A rumbly voice, softly spoken echoes through the air, "Yo!"

Calmly, all three look back at the guide.  Ukyou starts, "A rock?!  A
rock drowned?!  A rock?  You are suggesting that a rock drowned?"

The guide merely shrugs, "Is too, too tragic tale," he begins again.


post note

The rock only moves when no one is looking directly at it.  Hence it
smacked Ryouga in the back of the head, and it could wave at Ukyou.

How does a rock wave? with its rocky arms of course.
--
Love sucks you know.  Its like there you are minding your own business
and
all of a sudden someone comes up to you and smiles or looks at you in a
certain way.  All of a sudden you're life isn't your own anymore and you
feel
wonderful.  Then they have to go and say something stupid like Lets be
friends
or I don't like you in that way.  Its a soul-hurt, it's like a shard of
glass
worming its way to your heart.  Love shouldn't do that.
--Rose Walker, The Kindly Ones, Sandman
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