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RANMA MAKES A DECISION
DAVID: um... is that possible? Does Ranma actually have the brain capacity
for such a thing?
"Now, who would like some tea?"
Hands went up in unison from the crowd of women sitting on the Tendo living
room
floor.
DAVID: *Raises hand* *waits* um... where's my tea?
"Oh dear, I'll have to look for some more cups. We don't usually have this
many
guests at one time." Kasumi vanished into the kitchen.
DAVID: especially considering that she is offering it to the entire FFML...
"You said it. Say, could I bother you for a little lemon in this, sugar?"
DAVID: I wouldn't mind a little lemon in this story either *wink* *wink*
*nudge* *nudge*
"Sure, Ran-chan. Kasumi, I asked for lemon, not...."
DAVID: so did I but I didn't get it either
Ranma went on talking, despite the sneaking suspicion that no one was
listening.
"I asked you all to show up today because I've made... a decision."
DAVID: What did you say Ranma?
"Name *not* Xian. Name Shan. Why so hard for everyone get right?"
DAVID: Maybe because everyone has their own misconceptions on what Shampoo's
name is spelt. Viz video wrote Shampoo's name as "Shampoo". It seems Gary
spells "Shan Pu"
"Um, whatever." He scratched the back of his head.
DAVID: But like Ranma said, Whatever.
Ukyo cheered inwardly. At last, she thought, Ran-chan was going to break
away
from that idiot father of his, and marry her. All his life, that stupid
panda
had been making all his choices for him, planning his entire life without
ever
asking or even caring how *he* felt. Now Ranma would marry her, and they'd
open
up an okonomiyaki shop and have three children, and....
DAVID: *wink**wink**nudge**nudge* only if you actually wrote the lemon...
and she taught
him his proper role as a male.
DAVID: um... proper role?? um... her own private xxx b*tch????
Ranma was finally realizing the truth, that she was
a far better choice than those others.
DAVID: *cough* *choking* K-Kodachi!!??? and RANMA!?!?! A damn snowball has a
better chance in hell than this couple!!!!! shit! My Fanfiction writing
actually being something good would have a much better chance than this!!!!
Akane grumbled to herself. As if she cared who Ranma chose. He could go
marry
the dog next door, for all she cared. Looking down, she noticed the mangled
hunk
of tin in her hand. Oh well, it was just an old spare cup anyway.
All eyes fixed on Ranma as he began to speak again. "Right, then. Here we
go.
Nabiki, I want YOU..."
DAVID: me!?!?! um... dude... I ain't that way! *splash* but if you were a
girl...
RANMA: PERVERT!! *punt*
DAVID: What did I dooooooo????
rent him out by the hour."
DAVID: more like by the minute.
"... to announce my decision to everybody else." Ranma handed her an
envelope.
Everyone turned toward her with breathless anticipation.
DAVID: *face turning purple* I-I C-can't hold-old my b-breath any
l-long-longer!
"'My decision is that I prefer the creamy smooth kind of peanut butter.'
Signed,
'Ranma Saotome.'"
DAVID: if you look carefully you might see an indication of my erasing my
name and putting Ranma's name there. heh heh heh
The room fell silent. But only for a moment.
DAVID: um... why are you all looking at me like that?
Kodachi: Finally! A man who appreciates such fine ingredients!
DAVID: ACK!!! I'm the wrong.. HEY!!! NOT THERE!!!
***
A mangled blob lay on the floor of the Tendo living room. It struggled to
raise
its head, and it spoke.
"Then again, chunky peanut butter's pretty good too...."
DAVID: *steps on Ranma's face* That sucks too.
___________________________
David Choi
http://www.geocities.com/choiboy5_2000