To all those reeling from the shock of me not writing a spamfic... here
it is!
Disclaimer: This is more my usual writing style!
Shooting...
By Valandar the Red
"Oh, Ranma, Akane, thank you for coming!" beamed Akari.
"Hey, it was nothin'. When my best rival's gettin' married, me an'
Akane couldn't be kept away with, er, wild horses," said Ranma. He then
leaned over, and muttered, "By the way, Akane still doesn't know about
P-chan..."
"Oh, no problem. Um, Akane, I need to show you the pictures of the
bridesmaid's dresses." Akari led the other girl through the living
room, past a small black piglet and an immense sumo pig.
"Bwee, bwee bweee. Bweee?" said P-chan.
"BWEE, BWEEE. BWEE BWEE BWEEEEBWEE BWEE," answered Katsunoshiki.
Akane paused. "Umm... do they do that often?"
Akari glanced at the pigs, then nodded. "Oh, yes. Sometimes they
just sit there for hours, shooting the 'bwee's."
Akane facefaulted.
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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://Valandar.tripod.com/Hello.html
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