PM Productions Presents
A Phillip Masters Fanfic
The Miracle

     "Push!"  Ranma cried, wincing as Akane yanked harder on his
pigtail.
     "YOU push, you moron!" she screamed back at her husband, sweat
dripping down her face in buckets.
     Dr. Toriyama saw the head finally make its way out.  "You're doing
fine, Mrs. Tendo, a few more good shoves and it'll be over.  Come on
now." he coaxed, just wanting this ordeal to be over with.  He would
have thought having a martial artist in tip top shape would make this
easier.  Seemed not.
     "Breath!"  
     "Shut up!"
     "Breath!"
     "Shut up!"
     "Shut up!"
     "Bre... you idiot!"  Smack...
     The doctor winced as the husband went flying across the room.  That
had to hurt, especially with that cup with the scalpels in it.
Fortunately, they are clean scalpels.  He raised an eyebrow as the guy
got back up and pulled one of the knives out of his rear and walked back
to his wife as though nothing happened.  Then, he was forced to turn his
attention back to the problem at hand.  Half the baby was out, just one
more good push.  He said as much.
     With one last grunt the child was free.  A few lighter pushes
brought the afterbirth out, and it was all finally over.  The mother
laid with her eyes half lidded, wanting to see the baby before passing
out from exhaustion.
     A nurse clipped the cord and the doctor flipped the baby to smack
it smartly on the back.  Most use a suction device, but he still went
with the tried and true method.  If that failed, there was always modern
technology.  
     The child was like its parents though, strong and stuborn.  It
immediately cried out, strength.  Then, it continued to cry, obviously
wanting to return to the warmth from which it had come, stuborn.  
     The father, Ranma, had a look in his eyes.  The doctor had seen
that look a thousand times before, but still loved to see it.  That look
of pride and disbelief.  That this was his child, real and alive, right
in front of him.
     Then, the new father's brow creased.  "It is supposed to look like
that, right doc?"
     The doctor laughed lightly as the new mother gained some new energy
and placed her elbow in Ranma's gut.  "Yes, he is.  We'll clean him up
now."
     "Him?" he said, his eyebrows raised.
     "Yes, it's most definately a healthy boy."  The doctor answered,
wiping the baby a bit with a wet towel.  He pulled the towel away, and
the nurse put a dry one around him... um...
     "Wait nurse!"  The doctor cried suddenly.
     The nurse jumped slightly.  She pulled the towel away from the
crying child.  The doctor looked closely at it with blinking eyes.
     "What is it doctor?"  Akane asked, worried.
     "Well, it was a boy... I'm sure of it." he answered.
     Akane stared, shocked.
     Ranma passed out.
     The doctor was confused.
     The nurse was... the nurse.
     The baby, well, the baby was cursed.
     Go figure.
END
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