Was bored, saw this in someones Fav's list, figured why the heck not. There are worse ways to spend 20 minutes I guess.

That was absolutely amazing. I'm so glad I looked in the author section of the tvtropes fanfic recommendations.

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-ClanCrusher

"I knew as soon as I woke up it was going to be one of 'those' days. A really bad one, and I don't wanna have to deal with it. It's Saturday. I want the day off."

[Points: 2]

Ranma protested as Nabiki moved her leg calmly away from his attempt to grasp it.

[Points: 1]

...hiding out in the panda pens at the zoo for a couple of days. Sometimes the visiting children would even toss marshmallows at him.

[Points: 1]

"What about your security guards?" Genma asked.

"Their union contract specifically exempts them from having to fight ninjas."

[Points: 1]

"Where did you all come from?" Takayami asked.

"Mind your own business!" Kunou snapped.

[That was a convenient dodge of an obvious plot device.]

"STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!" Ranma-chan shouted as she turned around and shook her fist at everyone, trying desperately to get their attention. "Is this a fic done by Eric Hallstrom?"

The group looked at each other. Once at a consensus, Akane spoke for the group, "No."

"Right. That means there will be no musical numbers. None whatsoever. I don't even want to see the title of a song in this. You got that?"

"What about dancing, Ranma-sama?"

[I didn't get the 'Eric Hallstrom' bit, but the gag worked anyway.]

The Dojo Destroyer became indignant. "Hard on you? How do you think I felt? I was the one doing the falling, and your head's none too soft. The next thing you know, you'd probably be expecting me to break the laws of inertia too, and all because you hurt your head. Screw the natural order. Ranma Saotome doesn't want to take a tiny little bump, so it doesn't matter how many laws of the universe you break, just so long as he can have his own way."

[Points: 1.]

"Kawaii," Kodachi moaned,

[Okay, the 'overdone' thing was funny up until this. Obligatory Japanese is jarring to the narrative and more often than not looks amateurish.]

"Whatever. I don't really pay attention to that magical girl crap anyhow."

[Points: 1]

"Odd. I felt something drawing me to this location and assumed it was the right place," the Youma grumbled, feeling hopelessly embarrassed at the faux pas. "I'm terribly sorry to have troubled you."

"Don't worry," Ranma-chan said in a nonchalant tone. "Happens to everyone."

[Points: 1]

"Where am I?" a voice called out as a figure came from around the corner of the ancient weapons exhibit.

"Ryouga! How contrived... I mean, how convenient," Ranma quickly corrected.

[Points: 2]

Akane saw Kunou looking at her and felt uneasy. Shampoo saw Mousse looking at her and felt annoyed. Ukyou saw Konatsu looking at her, and whereas she didn't mind it, didn't want Ranma getting the wrong idea about her and the ninja. The three girls all looked at each other and nodded their heads in agreement.

"Us girls are forming our own group," Ukyou said.

[Points: 1]

Kodachi looked over at the group of boys: a blind twit, a cross-dressing ninja, and the worst of the lot, her brother.

"I'm flattered that you're willing to accept me into your party." Kodachi moved closer to the other girls.

[Points: 1]

Akane stared at her in confusion. "We're going into the sewer so we can take care of those kunoichi before they can get up here."

Shampoo shook her head furiously. "No way! Is you stupid?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Akane shot back.

In a low hiss, the Amazon said, "Shampoo know the truth. She hear the stories."

"What stories?" Akane asked.

"That there packs of rabid albino alligators down there.

[I think it would've been funnier for her to fear something less overtly threatening, like a quartet of turtle-men. Then for them to laugh and find them.]

he came across a large display, within a glass case, that dominated the center of the room.

[I think the commas are unnecessary.]

It was I, the Armor of Kintaro Dhoom.

Kunou gave a snort of derision. "Impossible. Armor does not speak."

Unless it's magical.

"Good point," Kunou acceded.

[Points: 1]

When my owner attacked, the drunk slipped and fell to the floor. The unexpected move caught Kenshin off-guard, and when the katana slipped from my owner's grasp, it cut off the scar-cheeked bugger's little toe.

"That's not much of a maiming."

It's better than anyone else managed on the red-haired little geek.

"That is indeed, true," Kunou acceded yet again.

[Points: 1]

I know it had nothing to do with me possessing him and controlling his mind.

Kunou looked at the armor suspiciously. "What was that about possessing him and controlling his mind?"

Hesitation creeped into the armor's 'voice'. Ah, did I say I was possessing and controlling him? I meant the alcohol was possessing him and controlling him. Yes. That was what I meant. The alcohol did all of that, not me. Really.

[Points: 2]

What did you think I was saying? That you're a sucker for putting me on so I can possess you and then rule the world simply using your pathetic butt as a vessel for my evil power? It sounds like paranoia to me.

"I guess that does sound silly," Kunou admitted. "Very well. I shall put you on and together we shall conquer the accursed Saotome and free Akane Tendou and the pig-tailed girl from his evil clutches."

[Points: 1]

"There was that time you infiltrated an animal rights rally dressed as a fur trapper."

"Well, the disguise was perfect. I even clubbed several baby harp seals and carried their pelts with me to add authenticity."

[Points: 1]

Blood was cascading from out of the granite sculptures of demons that were in various states of dismembering people.

"I know what it is," B.J. said, horror creeping into her voice as she at last realized what was wrong.

"What?" Mai and Tai asked as one.

"There's not enough parking here. There's only one lot over there and it can hold no more than thirty cars at the most."

"You're right," Tai gasped. "Thank god, I thought it was just me. What lousy planning."

[Points: 5]

Without any wish granting abilities, I'll be forced to run for public office to make everyone miserable!

[Points: 1]

Her wandering brought her to a room where she found a copy of the Necronomicon on display. Interesting. Akane hadn't thought the book was particularly famous, especially since Kasumi had a copy of her own that she kept stored next to some of her cookbooks.

[I can't say why, but there's something extremely funny about that.]

all of it reminiscent of something out of a Stephen King novel,

[Dry and putting all of the narrative emphasis on the wrong thing?]

"Have you ever seen a curator?" Tai shot back.

"Yes. Shampoo been to museum before weird remodeling and meet curator. You no look like him, unless you lose fifty years and get sex change."

Tai began to sweat.

[Points: 1]

"No, no, no. We give up that silly stuff long ago. We get along with mens well now. Womens is still in charge, but we no subjugate anymore. Is just bad press we still get."

"Can I finish?" Tai asked.

Realizing her poor manners, Shampoo nodded her head shamefully. "Sorry. You finish. Shampoo no interrupt anymore."

[Points: 1]

not that he's the most sensitive guy in the world, but sometimes he's just plain callous."

[most _insensitive_ guy?]

"Do you think I should wear the tux to the wedding, or should Ranchan?"

Mai facefaulted.

[Appropriate reaction.]

Mousse shrugged. "Looks like a curator to me too. See if she has a name tag. That's the only way to be sure."

[Points: 1]

True, her sisters didn't seem to care much for the moves since each one involved using them as weapons and tended to leave them the worse for wear, but sacrifices had to be made in combat.

[Points: 1]

A skylight was poised above the platform, shining unfiltered moonlight directly through glass made of solid air, illuminating majestically the single object that rested in the exact center of crystal dais.

[Convenient, and bad security, how there's always a skylight above a precious artifact in TV museums.]

"Hey! We're missing someone," Ranma pointed out.

Shampoo was somewhere else in the building, cursing her lack of wind. It really was her own fault. Lately, she had been taking it easy and eating way too many Twinkies. Her pack a day cigarette habit hadn't helped things, either.

[That is...so weird.]

Konatsu moved forward and joined in the poking. "Say, I think you're right. Isn't it possible you might have been raised by women and only taught to think and act like a girl and you're really a guy?"

"It's a possibility," Tai said from off to the side.

[Points: 1]

"Wow! The exact same thing happened to me," Ryouga said.

B.J. nodded in Ryouga's direction. "See? Perfectly normal."

[Points: 1]

"I am not a bull dyke!" Akane shouted as she muscled her way out of the chain.

"That's right," Ranma said as he made his way to stand next to his fiancee. "Akane might be uncute, unfeminine, and built like a brick, but she is definitely heterosexual."

[Points: 1]

running into her sister's and

[Punctuation: sisters]

Mousse, though unable to see anything, was calmer than the others. "The joke's on you, ninjettes. I'm used to not being able to see clearly. Now prepare to pay for your foolish attack!" A throwing club was brought out from the folds of his robes. He drew back, blindly smacking Ranma in the head with it, before releasing the club in the direction of where he thought his opponents should be.

After hitting Konatsu in the back of the head with the first one, Mousse's second throwing club was more on target.

[Points: 1]

Ranma turned it over and read the words out loud again. "Of course this is really a stick of dynamite, you loser. Too bad you just ran out of time to do anything about it."

The dynamite exploded in Ranma's hand.

"Truly they are tricky ninjas." Konatsu bowed in admiration

[Points: 1]

after we complete out mission!"

[_our_ mission]

That not real Shampoo you listening to."

"I don't care!" Mousse shouted back, nearly weeping with joy. "I want that Shampoo for my own. And if she says I have to beat you up to get her, then so be it." A series of chains shot forth from Mousse's sleeves.

[Points: 2. Even though I called it before it even gave a speech tag, it was still funny.]

Could you hold this wire for me?"

"Certainly," Kodachi said graciously as she accepted the end of the wire offered to her by Mai. "Oh, but that will keep my hands full. Could you do me a favor as well and hold this medicine ball for me?"

[Points: 1]

Konatsu crossed his arms confidently. "No. I'm just in touch with my feminine side."

[Points: 1]

As with many people facing impending death, Shampoo reevaluated her life and found regrets filling her mind. When she thought about it, she realized that she had done many bad things. She should never have tried to use magic on Ranma to win his heart. She was sorry she hadn't learned the true nature of his curse in time before she had tried to kill him. She felt grief over not trying to be more friendly and less antagonistic to her rivals. She was sorry for not taking the moral high road in her pursuit of Ranma. But the thing Shampoo regretted most of all was that Akane wasn't thick enough to possibly block the incoming blow from the sword and buy her time to escape.

[Points: 1]

"What's wrong? Ranma asked.

[Missing closing punctuation.]

"Should I have added stupid too?" Mai asked. "I think I was pretty clear and straightforward there. You have, at the most, average looks, which do absolutely nothing for me, are of average size and not overly muscular, kind of short, and you come across as an egotistical jerk who's so full of himself he should explode. You also seem a bit fearful around women. I bet you're the kind of guy that couldn't commit to a girl if your life depended on it."

"That's amazing," Ryouga gasped from his hog-tied position on the floor. "Are you sure you've never met Ranma before?"

[Oh, look, Ranma's ego has burst like a soap bubble. And Ryouga's just found his.]

"I don't suppose I could bribe you with the usual things. A Starbuck's Franchise?"

[Points: 1]

"Yes. A blind obsessive is just what she needs to add some joy and stability to her life."

[Points: 1]

Based on the relatively light descriptions of the three 'ninjette' characters, I'm going to assume that this is fic is a crossover with a fandom I'm not familiar with (though there wasn't a “this is a crossover with x series” to explicitly say it). Despite that, the characters were given enough physical description to be easily visualized, and their light background was made up for by consistent character portrayal. The fic had almost no technical errors, and was extremely funny.

The humor in this was spot on, keep up the good work.

This was an incredible read... lol

Cannon Fodder was funny, that Ranma gained another one.

Well that was funny. The museum of cursed items feels like it has a lot more potential as well.

Good piece of work,

brindani

LOL, a great piece of work.

ROFLMAO nice!

ikari shinji

Ermm...i dident really like it, sure it was funny and all, but, Ranma getting all that abuse? come ON! he gets enough crap in his everyday life and he gets totaly OWNED by thoes "sneaky" girls! christ! sorry but i cant stand that much abuse to Ranma.

Wow, that was a great read. I wonder what happens to Mousse and Ryouga. Why do you always put those two in embarassing situations? I wouldn't mind if it was Kunou or Ranma, but still! Give them a little slack, PLEASE?

That was unbelivably long, but was a great story. I have my own ninja series that is way different, and not as kool as this. Make a sequel!

This is just evil, you know. If you continue to make me laugh this hard, I'll have an embolism or something...

I laughed so much from this fic.. When is the sequel coming out?

*snicker* ROTFL! Congratulations, I must say that this is one of the funniest Ranma 1/2 fanfics I've ever read. Your wacky characterizations were very amusing, the dialogue and action were hilarious, and the story itself was downright ludicrous. Thank you very much for writing and posting this fanfiction on the internet.