Another demented piece o' work from me...
Disclaimer: I disclaim it.
Oops! Sorry...
Ranma just sat on the floor, watching the television, laughing
his fool head off. The sound of laughter annoyed a certain pig so
much that he somehow managed to find a bit of hot water, and the
spare clothes he had hidden in the dojo. "What's so funny, Ranma?"
he growled.
The pigtailed martial artist pointed to the screen. "This
show, Pig-boy. It's hilarious!"
Ryouga scowled. "Don't call me that! And I happen to like
Dragonball Z!"
Ranma controled himself, with effort. "Heh, heh, sorry, but
they're not even using _real_ martial arts. Whoever heard of
throwing a chi blast by holding your hands like that, and sayin',
'KAME - HAME - _HA_!'"
>BOOM !<
The young martial artist looked at Ryouga, then at the hole he
just blasted through the wall, and half of Nerima. "Hey, Ryouga,
wanna spar?"
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- Valandar the Red of the Empty Tankard
Captain of the Guard of the Barony of the Far Woods
Empire of the Iron Mountains
and Ruler of the Spammish Main
http://members.tripod.com/~Valandar/fanfic.html
http://members.tripod.com/~Valandar/ran40k.html
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