I think this one's ready for your viewing pleasure.  Note that C&C is
widely appreciated, an MST would be interesting, and I'm so desperate in
C&C that I'm having my characters do it for me.  (Found in part 2, ladies
and gentlemen.)  Also, keep in mind that I do have this all written up in
HTML with whatever colors I can imagine and get to a decent reading
contrast at http://www.fortunecity.com/campus/law/44/fanfic.html.

And one added bonus, to be put with part 2 (Just to make sure you guys
read both parts:  a very disturbed fanfiction idea I think I'm gonna
attempt.  How disturbed?  How do you make Ranma 1/2 more insane?  Heh heh
heh...

Anyway, here we go, in two parts (again - if anyone thinks these would
work better in one longer e-mail, let me know).

--------------------------------------------------------

Well, that chapter went quick. Hope those of
you who've been following along liked it (and
the other two, for that matter). 

Shall we summarize, for those who'd rather
not go back and read the mess we've created? 

Sakura's having a sleepover, and just about
everyone that ever fought and looks to be
under the age of eighteen is invited by now.
And it's still a day away.
Mihoshi, who is more stuck rather than
invited, was left home alone for the day while
Sakura attended (blech) school.
The blond policewoman mangaged to eat all
the food for the party (and everything else in
the house), and then tried to clone more in
reparations using Washu's shipboard lab.
She instead managed to open a dimensional
portal, and out stumbled a group of people led
by none other than Akane Tendo. One guess
where that group's from, kids. 

Anyway, if it isn't obvious, we're getting a
whole slew of new characters this time
around (to ostensibly make up for the lack of
fresh blood last time). 

>From the work of Takahashi Rumiko known
affectionately as Ranma 1/2, distributed by
Viz Communications, we have, in no particular
order: Saotome Ranma, Ryoga, Shampoo, Ukyo,
Tendo Nabiki, and the other Kasumi. (I'd add
more, but my premium was raised enough when
I let Rumiko's name slip in a conversation
with my insurance salesman.)
And, just to make things not so predictable,
we have a character from Escaflowne, a
creation of Sunrise, by the name of... 

Eh, you'll find out later. Make you drool a bit
first. ^_^

-------------------------------------------------------------

Sakura returned from school carrying enough
groceries to feed the entire homeless
population of New York City for a day. She'd
been told by her mother to fill the
refridgerator for her guest, as it appeared
she'd eaten the entire contents of her tent the
night before. She'd also been warned by Ellis in
school that their might be a "few extra"
coming. Hence, the owner of the supermarket
was able to close shop early for the week and
go off to London. 

When she got there, she noticed the new holes
in the walls and roof. She wondered how such
a thing could have happened - she could only
think of her one guest, Mihoshi, and she
seemed to lack the strength to break through
wood absentmindedly. She looked at the family
dog, playing with a small pig in the yard. The
pig had to be someone's pet - there was no
way it got that yellow polka-dot bandana on
its own. Ironically, it seemed to be avoiding
any water, looking at her as if she would see
something. 

Her kid brother was inside, playing video
games. Once every so often, a hammer or
spatula would fly over his head, but he was
concentrating so hard on the game that he
didn't notice the projectiles overhead. 

Sakura then hit her mental rewind button and
thought, for a fleeting second, the reasons
why there might be projectiles flying over her
brother's head. And, for that matter, why there
were so many hammers and spatulas in the
vicinity. 

Every fanfic author has dreams of meeting the
character he or she writes about. That's what
often gets them into this sort of thing, as I
stated earlier in the Chapter 1 disclaimer.
Their imaginations become stories, and those
stories become stuff like what you're reading
right now. 

Sakura had read manga about hammers and
spatulas. She had no such dreams. Sure, it'd be
interesting and funny, and she might even
perhaps meet a good opponent to spar with
(though not as good as Ryu). 

To be quite frank, this sort of thing worried
her. She went inside in hopes of it being just
an illusion, or something weird going on. 

It was the something weird going on, yes, but
she'd been hoping for one not involving these
guys in her house all of a sudden. 

Sakura wasn't all too ladylike in the first
place, so what came out of her mouth next was
not surprising. However, that did not make it
any more printable.

-------------------------------------------------------

Next part:  C&C, and a rather scary fusion (at least, it scares me that I
thought of it).

Nicholas Eckert
vidstudent