"Come on, Doctor! You can start training me, now!" Akane rose up joyfully with the woman's hand still in hers.
Futana's gi slipped off her, and reminded on the floor.
"Nabiki! We had a deal!" Ranma told her as she sat there. "Stop them! Go after them! Do: Something!"
"It's too late for me to do anything. Can't you smell it? It fills the air. And Kasumi isn't fixing any fish."
"I don't know what you're talkin' about. But if you don't pull one of your sneaky tricks, the deal's off!"
"The deal was that I would pretend to be like Kasumi. I did. You still owe me: You manhandled me."
"I don't owe you: I could've done a better Kasumi!"
The pigtailed girl entered the kitchen holding up the hem of the Kasumi skirt that that 'he'd' had Nabiki wear; 'his' legs were seen, as 'he' had taken off 'his' pants. The Kasumi blouse was equally baggy on 'his' petite frame.
"Oh, my, Dr. Tofu, you're cookin'?" 'he' said at 'his' most charming.
"Oh, I'm not cooking, Ranma. I'm teaching Akane how to prepare herself for the preparation of meals."
This is bad. Not only is he callin' me by my name, but Kasumi's in the same room with him: And he's SANE!
"Here, let me do this for ya KASUMI," Ranma 'offered', smoothly bumping her aside.
"Oh, my...If you, uh, insist, Ranma. I was sorting out the leftovers. I wouldn't use this milk or eggs; they're expired."
"Yeah; okay; I gotcha," the redhead said, hearing nothing she said; she merely rearranged the things and mixed them up, again. Her attention was squarely on Futana and Akane. Geez! Ain't they stayin' close together.
"Now, Akane, think not of the food, but of the people who will be eating it. That is the real reason you wish to cook, is it not?..."
"Look at them! Kasumi, how can you let them in your kitchen!? They're UNSANITARY!"
"Unsanitary??"
"They had to go, but they went in their panties!"
"RANMA! Stop talking about my panties, you pervert! I'm trying to think of you and the family!"
"Oh, my," Futana said blushing heavily. "How...Embarrassing. No, humiliating would be a better word."
Akane reached around and felt the back of her dress. Choking back on her shame, Akane fled the kitchen.
"Akane!" the woman followed after.
(Posted Thu, 16 Nov 2006 10:12)
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