Sailor Pluto had noticed something very strange going on, and had decided to sneak in and reconnoiter.
As two large cartoon hands plucked her up and tossed her into a thirty foot tall washing machine, Pluto made a mental note to herself to work on those sneaking skills.
There was also some odd paradimensional effects here, Pluto noticed as she bobbed and swirled in the sudsy warm water. Otherwise her seifuku would not have seperated from her, nor her pen or staff.
Pluto found herself giggling as she was put into some sort of spin-fluff-dry device. Who had stuck all that cotton in her head? It was ticklish!
Then came the wringer where all those concerns and bad old things were squeezed out of her, leaving her feeling fresh and clean and renewed.
Eventually she was put in a box with some others, but that was of little concern to her by that point.
Ranma looked over the nearly full box. Stacked over here in a neatly folded pile were a number of girls. Stacked next to them were their outfits and equipment.
Ranma dismissed the various bits and pieces of cartoon equipment. Maybe if he-
(Posted Sun, 09 Mar 2003 12:09)
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