Disclaimer: These characters are not mine. They belong to
the wonderful Romiko Takahashi and her licensees (Viz
Communications in North America). This work is strictly for
the non-profit enjoyment of fans. No copyright infringement
is intended.
Comments: This is a draft! So be kind in your comments.
Also please note that this is supposed to be a script for a
radio show (I don't know why, it just turned out that way).
Married Too (a Ranma1/2 FanFic)
Episode 1: We're what?
Draft 1998-06-23
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[Opening scene, Akane and Ranma are walking home from
school: background street noises]
AKANE: So do you think we're going to have a surprise
birthday party?
RANMA: Don't know.
AKANE: Come on, you've got to admit our dad's are acting
pretty weird.
RANMA: I guess. It's just that I've never had a birthday
party. Are they supposed to be surprises?
AKANE: You *never* had a birthday party?
RANMA: Well... I think I remember one when I was really
little.
AKANE: Oh... well, with both of us having our birthday's
tomorrow, and it being a Saturday, it just seems like a
party makes sense.
RANMA: Yeah?
AKANE: You're so dense sometimes!
[Akane whacks Ranma on the shoulder: Sound of someone being
hit lightly]
RANMA: (quietly) Ouch.
AKANE: Anyway, there's no preparation for a normal party, so
a surprise party makes sense. Get it?
RANMA: Sure. A party *would* be kinda fun, even if I have to
share it with a tomboy like you.
AKANE: (aloud) Baka! (thinking) Hmm, at least he didn't
call me 'uncute' this time.
[Scene transition: Background street sound fad out and
theirs the sound of a squeaky hinged gate opening and
closing. Begin fade in sound of a woman ranting and raving
in the background.]
AKANE & RANMA: We're home!
AKANE: Wow! Whoever that woman is, she's really mad!
RANMA: Probably someone who tracked Happosai here.
[Sounds of shoes being removed]
AKANE: Guess we better go see what's going on.
[Sound of woman's yelling becomes louder, until we can make
out words]
WOMAN: How could you husband! I can forgive your dragging my
son away for ten years, I can forgive not hearing from you
for over a year, I can even forgive your taking him to that
evil training ground. BUT HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL HIM!
RANMA: (whispered) Mom?
GEMNA: Now Nodoka dear, please put down that sword.
WOMAN (Nodoka): And you Soun! You're no better, leaving your
daughter in the dark like this...
RANMA: (quietly) Mom?
SOUN: W-We would have told them.
NODOKA: *When?* Their seventeenth birthday is tomorrow!
RANMA: (much louder) Mom!
[A moments silence followed by the sound of a sword dropped
to the floor and the relieved sighs of Soun and Gemna]
NODOKA: Ranma? Akane?
[Nodoka runs over to the couple and hugs them both: Sound of
running feet. Followed by hug sound cue, whatever that is.]
RANMA: (strained) Mom...
AKANE: (strained) ...can't breath.
NODOKA: Ranma, it's been so long, I'm so happy to see you
again.
[Nodoka gives Akane hug: hug sound cue].
NODOKA: Akane-chan! I haven't seen you for years. You've
grown so! You're not a little girl with skinned knees
anymore.
RANMA: (quietly) But she's still a tomboy.
AKANE: I heard that Ranma!
[Sound of mallet hitting head]
NODOKA: Ummm....
AKANE: Auntie Saotome, it's nice to see you. But... well we
overheard your, umm, conversation, with our fathers. Is
there something we should know?
NODOKA: Yes, there's something your fathers must tell you...
now.
RANMA: Hey! They're gone.
NODOKA: Hmph! Cowards! Well, I guess it's up to me.
RANMA: What's this all about mom?
NODOKA: It's about your engagement, and your marriage.
RANMA: Aww, mom, not you too! It's bad enough pop and Mr.
Tendo always trying to get us to get married right away.
NODOKA: You don't understand Ranma, I'm not trying to
convince you to get married.
AKANE: (a bit worried) You... don't want us to get married?
NODOKA: That's not it Akane-chan. You see, you're *already*
married to Ranma.
[Sound of two bodies hitting the floor]
NODOKA: Ranma? Akane? Oh dear, they didn't take that as well
as I hoped.
[=== BREAK: Insert commercial here ===]
[Scene start: Akane is in bed with Nabiki tending to her.
Sounds of water being rung out into a bowl and some slight
movement in the bed]
AKANE: (quietly, obvious pain) Oooh. What happened?
NABIKI: You're awake! It's about time.
AKANE: Nabiki? What am I doing in my room?
NABIKI: What do you remember?
AKANE: I was talking to Ranma's mother and she said... I
though she said...
NABIKI: I think congratulations are in order.
AKANE: *NO!* How could we be married? You think I'd forget
something like that?
NABIKI: Well, it happened when you were four, so it wouldn't
be hard to forget.
AKANE: Four! You can't get married when you're four!
[Akane jumps out of bed: sound of squeaking bed springs
followed by footsteps]
AKANE: Where's Ranma's Mother?
NABIKI: With Ranma in the guest room, but...
[Akane leaves room and goes to Ranma's room: Sound of door
opening and closing (cutting off Nabiki's comment) footsteps
down the hall, sound of a door sliding back.
AKANE: (angry) Okay Auntie, who's *stupid* idea was it to
try to get us married when we were four? It isn't even legal
to get married at that age!
NODOKA: (calmly) Well, it was your mothers idea.
[Sound of Ranma stirring in the background. A few mutters
and such]
AKANE: (still angry, but uncertain now) M-My mother?
NODOKA: As to the second point, we had to get a variance
from a judge so we could hold the ceremony when you were
four. It hasn't actually taken effect yet.
RANMA: Why have the ceremony so early?
AKANE: Yes. Why? Especially when it hasn't even taken effect
yet?
NODOKA: You're mother so wanted to see you two get married
before she died. She was already sick then, and we just
couldn't refuse her request.
AKANE: (calm and somewhat sad) I'm sorry Auntie. I didn't
understand.
NODOKA: That's all right Akane-chan. It must be a bit of a
shock. Of course if your fathers had the courage to tell you
earlier... (sighs).
AKANE: Well, we know now. Thank you for telling us Auntie.
NODOKA: Oh, Akane?
AKANE: Yes?
NODOKA: You might as well start calling me 'mother'.
AKANE: (small laugh) Maybe I should wait until we're
officially married.
NODOKA: If you want Akane-chan, but that's only another
seven hours or so.
[Sound of two bodies falling to the floor. Should be exactly
the same sound as the previous time]
NODOKA: Oh dear, not again.
[Scene break. Fade into sounds of eating dinner]
SOUN: Well you two, it looks like tomorrow is the big day.
RANMA: (disgruntled) Yeah, whatever.
AKANE: (sarcastic) Wonderful. Go to bed one night and
suddenly wake up married. Every girls dream wedding.
NODOKA: Well, we could hold a ceremony tomorrow. What do you
think Kasumi?
KASUMI: That's a wonderful idea! It will help them feel more
like they're married.
AKANE: (sounding a little excited) A real ceremony? With a
wedding Kimono and everything?
KASUMI: Of course. I'm sure mother's wedding Kimono will
fit, with a few small alterations. And I think daddy has
something Ranma could wear.
AKANE: Could I invite anyone?
NABIKI: Better not. If Ranma's or your other suitors hear
about this they'll make trouble.
KASUMI: I'm sure a few close friends would be all right, as
long as they are willing to keep it a secret.
AKANE: Umm. Well just my two closest friends from school
then.
RANMA: Yeah, I guess Daisuke and Hiroshi can keep a secret.
NABIKI: (snickers) And Dr. Tofu of course.
KASUMI: That's a good idea, he's such a nice man.
NODOKA: It's settled then. We'll have a ceremony tomorrow
at, say, two o'clock.
GEMNA: Soun old friend, it looks like tonight is Ranma's
last night of bachelorhood, maybe we should take him out for
a little party.
SOUN: A wonderful idea old friend! A last fling before...
NODOKA: Husband!
KASUMI: Daddy, really.
AKANE: Don't you dare!
SOUN: Umm, yes. Well, I think a small celebration is in
order?
NODOKA: Very well.
AKANE: (hesitantly) All right.
SOUN: What do you say Ranma?
RANMA: I guess so.
[=== END EPISODE 1 ===]
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