Ranma's Inn: Maid to work. [Episode 101133]

Ranma puzzled his way through her odd mode of speech, then shrugged it off.   She was obviously from overseas, which explained her occassional odd choice of words.   "So, uhm, do you want to keep working here as my live in maid?" Ranma offered.   It sounded like she had no where else to go, and she was pretty darn cute in that uniform.

"Uhm…" M.E.-tan hesitated.   She was a bit worried about the communication gap.   Her accessability options were set to Japanese but she and her new user didn't seem to be speaking the same language at all.   Still, he was happy to have her working for him and that was what counted, wasn't it?   "All right, I shall be your maid!   I shall be the best maid ever!   I shall… I shall… /!File not found!   Uhm… What does a maid do exactly?"

"Er, the ussual.   Keep the place clean and tidy and help out and stuff."   Looking out the window at that point, and noting the angle of the sun, Ranma was momentarily distracted.   "Gah!   It's morning!"

"Yah!   I can do that!" M.E.-tan avowed.   "Keeping the file system clean and organised is what an OS/P does best!"

"Whatevah!" Ranma yelped.   "I gotta go or I'll be late for class."   Ranma grabbed a change of clothes and hurried into the bathroom to change.

M.E.-tan followed him, looked around curriously, and noted that it was a bit of a mess.   She picked up the discarded pants and asked brightly, "so, should I start defragmenting in this folder?"

Ranma spun around as he realised that he was not alone, and tripped over his underwear entangled feet.

"Oh, no!" M.E.-tan exclaimed and looked over him closely.   "/!Windows M.E.-tan has encountered a user error.   Please reboot user!"   But just where was his reset button?

"Ack!   Out!   A little privacy while I change, please."

"Oh, okay," M.E.-tan exclaimed nervously as she scooted out of the bathroom.   She then complained to the empty room with a pout and sniffle, "but, what did I do wrong?"

"Uh!   I'll be going now," Ranma said and ignored his foreboding of doom by adding, "just clean up until I get back, okay!"

"Okay!" M.E.-tan agreed and waved him off.   "Bye! Bye!"   Turning to the pile of dirty clothes, she pointed her right hand and clicked her icon with the left.   With a "Blip/!" the pile dissapeared.   Humming a happy.wav to herself, M.E.-tan began looking for more mess to delete with a point and click.