"RANMA NO BAKA!"
	Ranma sighed. He was getting really, *really* sick of Akane's mallet. As
he collided with the pond, he was accosted by his father.
	"Ranma!" Genma said, eyes closed and arms crossed. "You disappoint me,
boy," he sighed.
	"Is *that* so, Pop?" Ranma smirked.
	"LISTEN TO ME, YOU INGRATE!" Genma screamed, getting in Ranma's face and
gesticulating wildly with an index finger. "What kind of man lets his
fiancee strike him with large mallets?"
	Ranma rolled his eyes. "Gee, Pop, I dunno. You tell me. Maybe while you're
at it, you can tell me where she gets those damn things, hmm?"
	Genma shook his head sadly. "You just don't get it, do you boy?"
	Ranma scowled. "Get what, bamboo-breath?"
	Genma turned himself into a panda, and waved around a sign. "Do you see
this sign? Where did I get it from?"
	Ranma blinked. "I dunno," he shrugged.
	Genma pulled out a kettle, and changed back. He was dressed. "And what
about my clothes?"
	Ranma sighed. "I toldja, I dunno."
	"Foolish boy!" Genma roared. He pulled a chart out of nowhere and set it
up, then produced a pointer, and tapped the chart. "One of the cardinal
laws of manga and anime is that during non-combat scenes which don't have
any real bearing on the plot, any character can produce any object he or
she needs from a pocket dimension."
	Ranma blinked. "Wha?"
	Genma pushed his glasses up, and continued, "When a scene is just there
for the sake of the audience, and doesn't really affect the plot or a major
battle, the characters can reach into a special dimension which is only
there for the purpose of storing props."
	Ranma pondered that. "Oooohhhh, I get it," he said. "So, you're saying..."
	Genma laughed. "That's right, boy. You could stop Akane's mallet any time
you want to, if you get the right prop out of your pocket dimension."
	Ranma grinned. "Thanks, Pop. Now I know just what to do."

	"RANMA NO BAKA!!!!" Akane screamed. She reached into her favorite pocket
dimension and grabbed a nice, solid mallet.
	Ranma grinned, and whipped his hands from behind his back. 
	*GOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG*
	Akane blinked. That wasn't the sound of wood on bone. She looked up. Ranma
was grinning, and held a large bronze gong in both hands. Akane's mallet
had impacted squarely in the center of the gong, ringing it loudly. 
	The youngest Tendou daughter was still blinking in surprise when Ranma
whipped out a mallet of his own, and knocked her into the pond.

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Lurker's Tip for Fanfic Enjoyment #1:

The Cosmo Canyon music from Final Fantasy 7 
makes *great* background music for fanfic reading.

The Eternal Lost Lurker
EternalLostLurker@worldnet.att.net
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