From: Miller, Bert
Sent: Saturday, May 15, 1999 2:30 PM
To: 'ffml@fanfic.com'
Subject: [FFML][Spamfic][Ranma]Kasumi the drug pusher
(Once again, spamfic inspiration from a Biles-sama post!)
"Kasumi-oneechan," Akane asked diffidently, twiddling
her thumbs, "may I ask you a question?"
"Certainly, Akane. What would you like to know?"
"Well, ummm... it's just that you're so happy all the
time. And I'm not, not really. If I'm not worried
about Ra... ummm, my family, being hurt, then I'm
angry at... someone. Anyway, what's your secret?
How do you stay happy all the time?"
"Oh, my. You mean I've never told you?"
"Ummm... no, I don't think so."
"I just take one of these little pink pills every day.
They keep me nice and happy, regardless of what goes
on around here. Would you like to try one?"
"Sure, I guess..." Akane takes one and swallows it.
"It's just a little troublesome," Kasumi adds, after
seeing Akane swallow, "that you kind of get used to
them after a while. It's really hard to do without
a pill every day. But they're not really all that
expensive."
Akane sweatdrops. "Hard to do without? And how
expensive are we talking about, here?"
"Oh, my, let's see. I tried going without a pill
once, back when I first started taking them.
Remember, about a year ago, just before the Saotomes
came, when I had those terrible stomache pains?
And I wouldn't come out of my room?"
Akane sweats a bigger drop. "Errr... yes, I remember
that; I was the cook for a few days, and neither
Father nor Nabiki would eat my cooking."
"Well, I really recommend that you take a pill every
day, now that you've had one. But I'm quite sure
you'll be happy now."
Akane thought about it. Somehow, she knew she should
be very angry at her sister, but the anger wouldn't
come. She summoned up the memory of Ranma's most
recent transgression (the photos she'd found littering
her room with Ranma and Kodachi in a compromising
position), and found that she couldn't quite see why
they'd made her so angry before. In fact, now that
she thought of it, Akane realized that she really ought
to go clean her room. Those photos were a real mess.
"I'm sure you can afford it, Akane. The pills really
are quite reasonably priced. Just come to me every
day for your pill, and I'll make sure you're never
unhappy again."
Akane smiled a bright, cheery smile. "Sure, Kasumi-
oneechan. I knew you could help me! Thanks a lot!"
Akane skipped cheerfully away, looking for her fiance,
with whom she knew she was totally in love. She really
ought to tell him that. Maybe Ranma'd like the little
pink pills too.
The End.
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