HEre's part 2. RSVP with commentary.

GAH!!!!!!!!!! Forgot to atach the file before!... so sorry. Here it is

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Dear readers,
     First off, forgive the delay in CH2. I had lots of work to do with school. Not bad
though I'm only 3 months behind :). I have been reading your commentary on Ch1 and
have taken it into account for Ch2. This fic is a waffy and somewhat slapstick due to
your feedback! So remember,... it's all your fault. With that said, on with the show.

Oh,... and one other thing. If we have any would-be MST'ers out there, I'm leaving in the
grammar mistakes and whatnot in HOPES that this fic and Ch1 will get the MST3K
treatment.



Episode 2: But will you respect me in the morning

     Saturday morning passes over Maison Ikoku. The digital alarm clock changes
from 10:29 to 10:30 followed by the alarm sounding off. A groggy Ken tosses the
nearest object at the clock. This is 'almost' Shampoo, but is instead, a small brown
stuffed animal resembling a bear (which bears a distinct resemblance to a character on
a poster above his bed who is posing with 2 women, one brunette and a red head, in
minimal dress and packing energy weapons). The shot hits the clock, knocking it over
and out of it's socket, silencing it. Regardless, Shampoo IS awake now and decides that
it's time for Ken to follow suit. She tries to pull the covers off him, but he manages to pull
them back and turn over muttering "...five more minutes...". 
     This failed, Shampoo tries a different approach. She silently, as cats tend to be,
pads up to his ear, places her feet on either side of his ear, and SCREAMS!

Shampoo: REYOW!

     Cut to Ken, eyes wide open, suspended in mid air with his sheets and a displaced
Shampoo, uttering, in desperate response, "I'm up! I'm up! I'm up! I'm up!"

     THUD! Ken lands chin first on the floor and lies their moaning for a moment.
Shampoo walks up to meet him face to face.

Shampoo (happily): Meow. (Good morning)

Ken (somewhat miserably): Oh, great. An early riser. I take it you want breakfast?

Shampoo (more happily): Meow. (yes)

     Scene shifts to Ken cooking breakfast for himself while the radio plays. Two
eggs, sunny side up are on the skillet (right beside Ukyo's spatula). A slice of toast is in
the small toaster oven. Water is boiling on the electric stove for tea. The cup for the tea
lies on the edge of the counter on a small towel. Shampoo looks up at the water once in
a while as she finishes the milk from last night. She thinks to herself something along
the lines of, "You know, that not such bad night last night. Except for  cat' part and for
being and (*wince*)  Noodles'." Ken mutters on a little bit between radio broadcasts to
Noodles (*wince*) about how he'll see about getting her something more substantial to
eat from his aunt in a moment and how lucky he was to be able to scrounge this food off
her for the time being. 
     The kettle whistles as the water reaches its boiling point. Ken pours some into his
teacup humming to himself. The toast seems about ready and he goes to retrieve it.

All the while, Ken mutters on to Shampoo/Noodles who is now behind him: "Hrm, I
wonder. Are you a fish person or a liver person? (Looking through his near empty wallet
and frowning) Well if you want to eat, I guess you're going to have to be a cat food
person." He continue on with his back to her.

     Shampoo, seeing the opportunity for transformation, seizes it with gusto. Leaping
straight up, from her seat on Ken's jean shirt, she tips the cup of hot water. 
     The world begins to slow down. Shampoo descends at a faster rate of fall than
the hot water (well, we can opt to ignore physics once in a while can't we?). The ceramic
cup, now on its side rolls towards the edge of the table. She lands, as cats tend to do,
feet first onto the shirt; just as the water touches her head. The transformation is quick
and silent and  conveniently' covers her naked body in his shirt. She begins to button it
quickly and does not notice the cup fall off the ledge. It impacts with the wooden floor of
the apartment with a clatter but does not break of crack.

Ken (reacting to the sound with a smile, slowly turning around): "You're not getting into a
mess again are you?  Cause if you are I'm not going to ....." Ken, now fully turned
regards a barely clothed female (enter  soft' Shampoo theme ); a sight he was NOT
expecting, ".. towel...  you... dry .... again." Ken's eye's are wide open and his mouth
manages a twitch now and again; the butter knife in his left hand, held in a death grip.

Shampoo does not react violently to the situation as one would expect. She simply gets
up and walks over to Ken, at a liesurely pace. Coming to stand in front of him, she
reaches out a hand and brushes a cow's lick out of his face. Her hand slides down to his
shoulder.  Smiling, she bends forward and gives him a light kiss on the cheek. (NO THIS
IS NOT THE CHINESE AMAZON KISS OF DEATH! This is something a bit more tender
and a lot less lethal.)
     A flush rises to the still stunned Ken's cheek. He puts his hand there as if to see if
it was real.  Shampoo gently moves the hand to his lips, moulding it so that one finger
binds both lips together and saying, "Ken no tell anyone about cat-form. Yes?"

Ken, still to stunned to speak, simply nods by having his right hand move his head up
and down.

     She accepts this and walks to the door, neglecting to pick up her clothing on the
way out. Standing by the door, she turns, leans on the frame, and mentions, in the
cutest possible voice, "And if Ken tell anyone, Shampoo kill Ken." Cute smile. :> 

Ken: (blink-blink)

Shampoo adds one last comment to him with just a hint of seductive innuendo: "Oh,
Shampoo forgot to tell say that she really have good time last night." She turns and
walks out of the room.

Ken, still dazed, manages to work his way to the door to his room and grab one last look
at Shampoo as she disappears down the hallway, tossing her hair back with one hand.
She seems completely unaware that she is wearing no pants. Ken (and the now prying
eyes of the pervert next door) does notice this fact, seeing how the tail of Ken's shirt
manages to fulfill the barest needs of adequacy in covering her posterior assets as her
hips sally back and forth, back and forth (a rhythm mirrored motion for motion in Ken's
eyes). She walks down the stairs disappearing from sight.

Yotsuya, the pervert next door (in his nosy British mannerism) to Ken: Ah! I see our
young exchange student has already managed to acquire himself a companion to
comfort him in his lonely nights. 

Ken (as if startled out of a dream): Nanda! WHAT! (in a desperate attempt to explain) I,
we didn't, I mean I didn't. No. It's not like THAT. 

Yotsuya: I see (unconvinced). Well your private affairs are no business of mine. 
     And he leaves the conversation and goes to his room, closing the door behind
him; not allowing for rebuttal.

Ken, with butter knife still in hand, moves out of his room and down the stairs to the
doorway (now dazed and in semi-defeat).

Cut scene to Shampoo walking down the stairs and out the door as bouncy as ever.
Aunt Karrini, who is sweeping at the other end of the hall sees her pass out the door and
walks towards the entrance to see who has left. By the time she reaches the entrance
way, Ken has managed to arrive at the doorway ahead of Karrini-san to watch Shampoo
depart. He stares outside watching the bicycle blur into the distance, over rooftops and
powerlines, muttering to himself, "I don't think I'll ever get used to that."

Karrini puts 2 and 2 together, much to her dismay. (With great reluctance) "I'm glad
you've... mingled... so well already with the students... Ken." She tries not to make her
sad disapproval sound any worse than it already does; and fails. "No! Really! Your
mother and I were worried that you wouldn't find make friends here. (Pause, turning
towards her room, now a bit stunned herself) It seems we were wrong. I just didn't think
you'd make friends like this so quickly."

Ken, essentially, has a relapse of his conversation with the Yotsuya a few moments ago
and now sits on the stairs dazed. Suichiro calmly walks up, plants a lick on the side of
Kens face and walks on. 

Dog spittle is a wonderful substance; REALLY! It can do amazing things. It can act as a
lubricant, clean fur, and wake people out of near comatose states. So it was that Ken
managed to be woken from his dazed condition and sets to work (ad given that the
Canadian dollar is now trading around the value of the yen, he'll need it).

Cut to Nekohanten (cat cafe).

Shampoo arrives at the back of her home without incident, drawing much less attention
than a your girl wearing naught but a dress shirt, riding a bicycle on telephone lines
should. No customers are about yet. Using her year of experience of sneaking up on her
betrothed, she quietly obfuscates herself into her residence with minimal incidence. That
is, minimal, until she arrives in room; where she finds her great grandmother awaiting
her arrival.


Cologne: Well, well, well. Have we had a busy night granddaughter? (She asks with a
curious glint in her eye.)

Shampoo: (surprised, and beginning to feel her nakedness underneath her only apparel)
Ai-ya! Great grandmother no scare Shampoo like that.

Cologne: (softening a bit) Your years of amazon training should prepare you for any
eventuality. Hehe, but no child is ever really expecting his parents to be waiting up for
him or her after they come in late from their curfew. 

Shampoo: Great grandmother stay up all night wait for me?

Cologne: But of course. You are my granddaughter and I had daughters myself once
upon a time. I would do no less for them than I would for you.

Shampoo: (touched, but trying to avoid the question of "where were you last night") Oh.
But, no you need sleep? You go bed now yes?
     She gently, but firmly begins trying to shoo grandma out of the room his the
approximate success of attempting to move Mount Fuji

Cologne: *chuckling to self* You think in over 300 years of Chinese Amazon history I
haven't heard that line before. Where were you last night child?

Shampoo: (rats!)

Cologne: And were are your clothes?

Shampoo: (Whoops! Me knew me forget something.) Ah,.. Ehm.. Shampoo go to Aien
house after delivery. Get caught in storm. Sneak into bathhouse with Aien as cat.

Cologne: *almost-but-not-quite-evil-chuckle* So then. Do we have a wedding date set or
should we just skip ahead to the baby shower?
     Shampoo blushes furiously. Not only concerning the nature of the line of
questioning, but also because she had not spent the night with her aien and had  toyed'
with such thoughts, after a fashion.
     Cologne merely sighs and puts a hand on shampoo. If this were coming from a
normal mother talking to her daughter, it would be a comforting hand around the
shoulder. Instead, it was a comforting hand on the ankle.

Cologne: *sighs* Do not worry deary. You persistence will eventually be rewarded. Now
come on, it's time to get dressed and open the restaurant. 
     At mention of getting dressed, Shampoo is very salient of the fact that she is not
wearing panties her grandmother is now looking up at her from a very compromising
angle. She quickly tries to cover herself, bows, and ducks behind a silk screen to
change out of view (casting quite the profile).


     Ken's Levi's shirt flips over the top, a small button falling off and coming to land at
the old ghoul's feet. This raises her curiosity a bit.

Cologne: Shampoo.

Shampoo: Hi (yes!)

Cologne: Who loaned you this shirt (she says, picking up the button and, after a cursory
examination, pocketing it).

Shampoo: It Aien's shirt.
     Replied while struggling to clasp on her brassier. She is relieved to hear the door
close and her great grandmother depart

Cologne: (to self) Hrm,... I didn't think Son-in-law had taste for American clothes. He
wears Chinese silks more often than not (glancing at the button curiously as she hops
on her stick towards her room). *shrugs* Kids today, no sense of tradition (opens door to
her room). They just don't...

     Mouse sits on the floor, cross legged staring at Cologne's entrance. Upon seeing
the door open, he leaps up and clasps her  round the shoulders. 

Mouse: Shampoo! I missed you! I stayed awake while you were gone. Where have you
been? I.....

Cologne just returns his glassy stare, silently.

Sensing that something is  just not right' Mouse takes off his glasses and cleans them
briefly. Turning back, he sees Cologne.

Mouse; Oh,... never mind. (Dejectedly) I'll go set the tables.

Cologne: *sigh* Just another normal day at the Nekohanten.

The scene pans across the city. Past a mall, across the train tracks, over the waterway.
The view slows briefly to the marketplace where Ken has attracted a small crowd of
onlookers and  customers while he does portraits. The view flies on a short distance to
the Tendo household around mid morning, which means 

Ranma: UNCUTE!!!

Akane: Come here and say that Ranma!

P-chan: Bwee!

Ranma: Nya-nya.

  that Ranma and Akane are at their usual exercises of, respectively, insulting and
trying to beat the other senseless with blunt instruments. Akane doggedly pursues her
fianc� with a broom
 and is trailed by her faithful pig companion P-chan. Also, true to form, both fathers
watch with not-even the remotest sense of interest. This is all old-hat to them. Instead
they play their typical game of Shogi as Kasumi serves them tea. In fact, the only vague
oddity is that Nabiki is not with them at the table. 

Soun (to Kasumi): Kasumi dear, how's Nabiki doing.

Kasumi: She's doing well father. I just came down from her room. She has almost no
fever and she'll be up and about by tomorrow. She's just dosing for a while. I left her
window open so the fresh air could do her some good.

Soun: Excellent.

Akane: BAKA!!!!

P-chan: Bwee!

Akane has opted to exchange her broom for the much larger mallet-of-justice. Ranma
continues to implement evasive manoeuvres, streaking back and forth in the garden
past the dinning room entrance. 

Genma: Will those two ever learn?

Kasumi (to herself): Sometimes I wish a character outside the normal continuum of our
existence would come and solve all our problems in one dramatic gesture making all our
lives happy and complete.

This singular statement froze everyone in mad action EXECEPT for Akane.

Akane: AHA! *kapowiee*

Ranma is launched like a croquet ball and firmly embedded in the dojo wall. Akane is too
pleased with herself to notice the conversation.

Soun (shocked): K-Kasumi,  what did you just say

Kasumi (blissfully ignorant): Why, nothing father. I was just mumbling something I read
in a story somewhere.

The world resumes its motion.

Soun (regaining composure): Well,.. ok then. But we have a more serious topic to deal
with. Ranma. Akane. Come here please. Look around you. Tell me what you see.

Soun gestures towards the wall. The paint was well worm down to the bare wall in some
places. Chips and cracks marred the surface. Various Ranma-like indentations adorned
the surface like slap-dash frescoes and bass reliefs.

Akane and Ranma glance at each other and hang their head in a pouty shame. 

Akane: Well that wouldn't happen if Ranma didn't call me a  ..

Ranma (interrupting): Well hey, the truth hurts. (he just doesn't learn does he?)

Akane (furious again): Oh really?! Do you want to find out JUST HOW MUCH IT
HURTS?

Now where did she get the bisento from? Ranma starts to back away in fear of his life
and Soun leaps to restrain Akane's killing blow. Akane's eyebrows are twitching in
insane rage.

Soun: Now Akane, this is just the kind of behavior which is wrecking our happy home.
What we need here is a plan to fix up the wall, NOT destroy more of it.

Ranma: Lemme guess. We don't have enough money to hrie someone to do the work.
Right?

Soun (ashamed): . well  I though that you and your father, being houseguest of ours
for the past two years and paying no rent would be more than happy to help out.

Ranma: Well I don't know anything about wall repair. What about you pop?

Turning to Genma, we see that Mr. Panda has now appeared and is holding a sign
proclaiming that a thorn in his paw will prevent him from assissting in this matter. This is
ouf course supplemented by Panda-like whining and crying.
     At this point Kasumi makes a quiet entrance carrying two huge buckets of Plot-Crontrived Spackle (tm). She lifts them as if they were empty, but from the way the floor
creaks under their weigh as she puts them down, they must weigh two metric tonnes!

Kasumi: Well father, yesterday I was passing by the hardware store and I happen to find
this Plot-Crontrived Spackle (tm) and white paint on sale for practically nothing. 

Soun (a bit shocked): Why,  thank you dear. That's  what did you say the brand
name was?
Kasumi: Plot-Crontrived Spackle. Aparrently it's a Canadian company. the reason it was
on sale is that the instructions are only written in Canadian and not Japanese.  (not
French,  not English,.. not American,  Canadian!)

Soun: Hrm,.. that brings us no closer to using the spackle and paint.

Ramna: What kind of skill does it take to USE paint?

Soun: Quiet boy! You have no idea of the powers you could be meddling with. Canadian
paint and spackle are know throughout the world at some of the most dangerous and
powerful building materials. If used inproperly, they could cause irrepairable damage to
the entire country.

EVERYONE including the pig sweatdropps.

Ranma:   You're kiddin,  right? .

Soun: No! It's true I tell you! Saotome tell them it's true.

Mr. Panda (sign):  I'm not buying it either Soun,  it sounds pretty stupid. 

Soun: Well it's true I tell you . Any building expert could tell you the same.

Akane: So YOU know how to fix the wall dad?

Soun: Ar,  erg, . of course not. I just heard it on A&E last night. 

Akane and Ranma:  

Kasumi: Father, but even if we do find someone who know hoe to fix walls, hoe will we
pay him?

Soun: Why simple Kasumi, we'll offer to give him free lessons at the dojo in return for
his services. The reputation of the Anything-Goes school of Martial Arts will attract
dozens of fine young men ready to slave away for our benefit. HAHAhahahahah .

Kasumi, Akane and Ranma:  

The sign in posted, time passes. Around mid afternoon, just as the Tendo's late lunch is
finishing, a knock is heard at the from door.

Kasumi: I'll get it.  (muttering to herself quietly) That must be the miraculous saviour to
our problems now.

Kasumi slides open the door. Unsurprisingly, it's Ken holding the advert that Soun
tacked to the dojo entrance.

Ken: Ohio! Hello there ma'am. I'm here to inquire about the notice about the wall
painting and repairs.

Kasumi (pleased as usual): Please come right in. Father, we've found a worker for the
job.

Soun (in the background): Bring him in dear.

Ken: Hello sir my name is 
"Ken?" said Akane who'd peeped in from the garden at hearing his voice. "Ken! It's good
to see you. What are you doing here?"

Kasumi stiffles a small cough, "plotdevice  Oh, excuse me."

Ken: "We'll I was working in the market doing protraits, but someone complained that I
was taking up his business space so I had to move. So as I was walking home I saw this
sign and decided to check it out."

Soun: Ah so you're the new student at Akane's school. The art major. I've seen your
work  impressive,.BUT CAN YOU SPACKLE!

Ken (snapping to military-like attention): Yes sir! I've worked on restoration projects at
local museums back home sir. Chipped sculptures and bas reliefs.

Soun: And are you familiar with Plot-Crontrived Spackle? Can yu use it?

Ken: Sir, yes sir! We use that spackle to hold back the American disco invasion of the
1970's sir! 

Soun (to Akane): You see, I told you this stuff was powerful. Ken. You will be assisted
by my youngest daughter Akane and her husband Ranma.

Akane: DAD! We're NOT married!
     
Soun: Merely a formality.

Akane: Grrr .

Ken (worried): Um,  I'll start right away. Akane could you gime me a hand with these?

     Ken tries with all his might to budge one of the spackle barrels. Akane, in her
rage lifts up both with one hand and drags Ken out with the other.





Ken: So your father teaches to eh?

Ranma: Yup.
he replies disheartened & frustrated as he recalls learning cat-fu fighting.

Akane: Why there he is now (cuts herself off ) OH!

Ken (turning around): It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. ARGH! AIEE!!

Mr. Panda (a loud bellowing): Wrarwl!

     Ken, following the most common sense tactic, runs away. Genma pursues as if
chasing down prey.

Ranma: Aw, cut it out Pop.

Akane: Well, so much for hiding his secret.

Ken (on lap 1 around the yard):  Help me! 

Ranma: It's not as if he goes out of his way to hide it y'know.

Akane: That is true. He does got to market like that.

Ken (lap 2):  . Some body!! Any body!! .

Mr. Panda: Rawl! *hehe* Wragh!

Ranma: Come on old man, you going to give yourself a hernia.

Ken, in an attempt to save himself from this vicious escaped zoo animal attempt a
desperate move only to be imitated by professionals and sailor senshi. Grabbing the last
bucket of  spackle, he turns and aims the contents at the beast

Ken: Canadian Spackle Attack!

*Fpoot!*  (cue stupid Panda music)
We are now faced with a large, erect, stunned-into-immobility Panda covered in spackle
and a smaller, panting Canadian ready to bolt. Enter Kasumi

Kasumi: Oh my. (taking the Panda my the paws) Come with me Mr. Saotome and we'll
get you cleaned up with the garden hose.

Ken: That's? That's your . dad?

Ranma: Um, . yeah.

Ken: You were born to  a Panda .?

Ranma: Um, . no.

Akane (to Ranma): Should we  ..

Ranma: No.

Akane: Oh well,  Just trust us Ken. the Panda's harmless.

       Ken: Nani? The wild creature who just chased me across the yard. The one
       whom I just spackled. Is harmless?
       
       Akane: Pretty much.
  
       Ken (getting angry at Akane): So what? Next time I'm here, he rips my leg off and
  buries it in the grass is his way of saying, "It was a pleasure to meet you? Come
  back again so I can finish you off?"
  
  Akane (indignant): Now you just wait a second! He never 
  
  Ranma quickly garbs some paint as the argument between Ken and Akane
  becomes more heated.
  
  Ken:   well heck  mizzz'  Tendo what do you expect we to say to that?
   (looking behind Akane and speaking distractedly) You - are - so - uncute
     - when- you - are- angry.
  
  Akane: WHAT! 
  
  Ken: It's as clear as the writing on the wall.
  
  Akane: Why you little?
  
  Ken (realising what he's saying and what Akane's about to do to him): No, no, no!
  On the 
     wall! (pointing) The writing! Behind you.
  
  And lo, upon the spackled wall they found scrawled in white paint "You -
  are - so - uncute - when- you - are- angry."
  
  Ranma: See Ken! Now is that a tomboy or what?
  
  *Kapowie!*  Houston, we have lift off.
  
  Ken (who is too busy laughing at Akane to notice):  Ha! Ha! HA! God,  (chortle)
  you're right,  (guffaw) I'm sorry Akane, but he' so
  riiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee  .
  
  *Kersploosh* Ranma-chan (pulling herself out of the pond): Geez Akane, can't
  you take a joke?
  
  Ken (coming down from orbit):
     ..eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeYOWW! *Splash*
  
     A perfect 3.0 crash right on top of Ranma in the pond. The eagle has
  landed. Granted, all this ruckus outside seems to have roused the attention of
  Nabiki. She dozedly dragged herself to the window to find out what's going on.
  
  Akane (smug):  Sure I can Ranma. I found that joke highly amusing, (flexing her
  right arm) 
  especially the punch line.
  
  Ken (the first to get up, groggily): Gee, I'm glad there was that nice soft rock to
  break my fall.
     I might of hurt myself on re-entry.
  
  Looking down he sees a Ranma like shilouette in the bottom of the pond.
  Reach under Ranma's armpits and locking his hands around her chest, he drag's
  her out of the water. 
     Akane now discovers the error of her anger. Ranma is now in his girl form.
  Ken will clearly see the girl form. Kasumi looking from beside a spackled Mr.
  Panda mutters to herself, "Dear me. It looks like he's found out all the family
  secrets in less than one chapter. Oh well. Now hold still Mr. Saotome or the
  spackle will harden and we'll have to use you as a statue in the garden along with
  the little gnomes."
  
  Panda (worried): Rworl?
  
  Ken (pulling the semi-conscious Ranma by to dry land): Geez  *pull-squeeze*
     Ranma  *pull-squeeze* you feel *pull-squeeze *  kinda   heavier 
  *pull-squeeze* than before  Wait-a-minute . *squeeze*?  *squeeze-squeeze*?
  
  Ken: Squeeze?
  
  Ranma (having one's breasts fondled tends to rouse people to consciousness):
  Do you mind? Please stop that.
  
  Akane: Oh oh.
  
  Ken (very confused):  Wha-, . Ye? You're the naked girl from the bathhouse!
  
  Ranma (deadpan): Your hands. Would you please remove them from my chest?
  
  Akane: 
  
  Ken (moves his hands away):   S-s-so I guess that kinda ruins my chances for a
  date then hunh?
  
  Ranma & Akane (agape): Nanda?
  Akane starts to giggle, remembering the joke from lunchtime. 
  
  Ken (regaining  some' composure): Yeah well, your loss Ranma babe.
  
  Akane (recovering): Ken are you felling alright?
  
  Ken: Well let me see. In the two days I've been here I've seen: 2 ninjas, one
  wandering samurai with a wooden sword and a sound system, 2 people who can
  break the sound barrier on foot, one who can defy gravity with her bike (and
  possibly her breasts, but this ain't a hentai fick), I've seen walls explode, panda's
  chase me, met a guy who spontaneously turns into a girl and I've been licked by
  Suichiro on the mouth. Tell me. Is this  normal' around here?
  
  Ranma looks to Akane then says, "Pretty much. Yeah." 
  
  Ken: Well then, (he pauses to take off his T-shirt and wring out the water) I'd say
  I'm pretty much ok.
  
  They all begin to laugh. Laughing always seems to make things better (except
  when Akane hit Ken and Ranma, but hey .). Even  Nabiki, in her weaken state
  managed to smile. She was happy too, but not because of the humour of the
  situation. Now maybe it was a side effect of the fever. Maybe she was feeling a
  little light headed. Maybe it was the way the water played off Ken's shoulders and
  hair. Maybe it was something real. Who knows. But there was always one thing
  that Nabiki knew. Nabiki always knew what she wanted. Today, she wanted Ken.
  
  
  
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  Shampoo gets Ranma jealous with ken and Akane present
  ken hides behind scenery (built by self)
  Mouse goes psycho on Ken
  Ken