Subject: [FFML] Re: R.5 Spamfic. Whoohoo!
From: "rob reynolds" <rob_reynolds@hotmail.com>
Date: 1/12/2001, 2:18 PM
To: mad-hamlet@usa.net, ffml@fanfic.com

::shudders::

At first I was expcting another scary short like the final decision.

its a good story though.



From: Mad Hamlet <mad-hamlet@usa.net>

To: ffml@fanfic.com

Subject: [FFML] R.5 Spamfic. Whoohoo!

Date: 12 Jan 2001 11:40:40 MET



Xian Pu hopped off her bike and approached the wall outside the Tendo Home.

In

one hand she held a bowl of 'too too' yummy ramen. She would give it to her

beloved Arien, then they would go off on a wonderful date together where he

would confess his love for her.

IF he would confess his love I don't think one bowl of drugged ramen would
do it.



With that daydream firmly in mind Xian Pu gave the wall before her a once

over.

She had to give the Tendo's credit though, they sure could repair the

damage

to their walls fast. Why, in this spot alone she had blown it open at least

ten times already!

And Ryoga destroyed that section over there at least once a week!

With an air of confidence she gave the wall a firm poke.

Nothing happened..

There was no crumbling of morter, and bricks. No cloud of dust to reveal

Xian

Pu in her glory with a cheerful "Niaho!" on her lips.

Just the wall.

She blinked.

This had never happened before so she was unsure how to proceed.

With greater care, just in the off-chance she had made a mistake, she gave

the

wall another poke.

Still the wall remaind stubbornly upright.

Now more than a little concerened Xian Pu moved to another section of

walling.

Once again she attempted to access the Tendo Home with a finger.

Zip.

Now she WAS growing concerned, if this kept up she might have to, and she

shuddered at the thought, use the door!

Half an hour later Kasumi led a thouroughly defeated Xian Pu into the

living

area of the Tendo household. Ranma was lounging in front of the TV and he

took

in the sight of the Amazon.

Her shoulders were slumped and her hair concealed her features. The box of

ramen was no carried on her shoulder but carelessly at her side like an

unwanted burden and not the message of her love as she intended.

With a lazy turn of his head Ranma turned to Nabiki who was seated at the

table with her abacus.

"Pay up Nabiki," He said. "I told you that aluminum siding would work."

WHAT!!  Ranma won a bet with Nabiki!  OH MY GOD the world will end fire will
rain from the skys!  ::runs around flailing his arms::



Notes: Well..why not? Better than another 'Final Decision' story eh?

I remain, as always,

                  Mad-Hamlet





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