Thought I'd post this section to all here.  It's, as the name implies,
just a teaser.  Hopefully the whole story will be done by December.

Here is a small snippet from a work in progress.  It's a
Tenchi Muyo fanfic, working title called

     "No Need for a Swap"

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     Ayeka stared at the laughing Ryoko, narrowing her eyes.
     "How can you say such a thing about Washu?  She is in
the lowest depths of despair and all you can do is laugh!
You are such a vile person!"
     Ryoko flopped back onto the couch holding her stomach
as she giggled unceasingly.
     "Well she deserves it.  Running around creating all
those strange inventions of hers, destroying everything
around us.  Hell, it's about time she got her ego rocked."
     "Ryoko!"
     "It's true!" shouted Ryoko, sitting up.  "Look at her
now.  Can't do anything domestic, walking around like a lost
pup whining `Gimme my brains, gimme my brains'.  Pathetic."
     "Humph, like you have room to talk.  All I ever see you
do around here is watch television or sleep."
     Ryoko tensed at the rebuke.  The steam rose in her
temples, and she slowly rose off the couch.  Sasami chewed
on her bottom lip nervously, hoping that the two women would
not start fighting.  Silently, they stood eye to eye.  The
very air seemed to crackle between them, and then Ryoko let
out a light sigh.
     "Okay, so I don't do as much as you or Sasami.  I still
pull my weight," she said.
     "Don't make me laugh!" cried Ayeka.  "What, drink up
all of the Sake?  Eat twice what everyone combined eats?
You flatter yourself, Ryoko."
     A dark sneer formed over Ryoko's face.
     "Oh please, don't fight!" said Sasami.
     Before blows could be traded, there came a knock at the
front door.
     "You want to make yourself useful answer the door,"
said Ayeka.
     Ryoko's eyes narrowed, but she thought about Sasami's
request.  She smiled drifting over to the door.  "Don't
think this is over, Ayeka," said Ryoko grabbing the door
handle.  "I'm sure I can fit busting you butt into my--."
     All the air left Ryoko as her eyes caught sight at the
figure standing at the doorway.  She immediately recognized
it as a Galaxy Police Mark VI Enforcer Android, one of the
toughest in their inventory.  Shock filled her eyes as the
bright red sensor light locked squarely on her.  It leaned
its demonic head towards Ryoko.
     "Washu?" said the deep metallic voice.
     Relief passed through her as she turned around.  "Oh
Washu!" called Ryoko.  "Washu you have a visitor!"
     Muffled grumbling's came from the hall closet as Washu
made her way through ether space to the Masaki home.  The
door burst open, Washu storming out.
     "Alright, this had better be important.  Tenchi is
starting to . . . AAAHHHHHH!"
     In a split second, Washu darted back into the closet.
     "Stop criminal!" ordered the Enforcer, shooting after
her . . .