From where Ranma Saotome was sitting, everything was going according to plan. Any moment now, Akane would crawl into his lap and they'd finally get it on. No more uncuteness, no more violence, he'd rock her world and her tight tomboy body would be changed forever.
But the fun part was, he could tell that Akane was into his girl form as well. Which was fine by him! So long as he showed her that he was fine with that, and enticed her with his sweet, curvacious, petite girl's body then - mmmph! The two of them would make such a sweet beast with two backs, or something like that.
So with that in mind: Checklist! Girl form? Check. Apron? Check. A simple soup cooking on the stove? Check. Not a stitch of clothing underneath the apron? Check, check and <i>mmm, yeah!</i> He'd tap that, he'd tap that all night long!
There were footsteps fast approaching the kitchen. Showtime! For maximum effect, Ranma made sure to face the entrance and stood in front of the table in the middle of the room -
"Ah, Ranma? It's not like you to cook."
"Boy, you should let Kasumi do the cooking around here! It's rude to use her kitchen behind her back."
Except that instead of Akane entering the room it was their fathers. Back early from whatever it was they did when they weren't slobbing around playing shogi or interfering in his burgeoning romance with Akane. Ranma sank down before they got a good look at her, making sure to hide underneath the counter.
"Well, I was hungry and she wasn't here! Ugh... where does she keep the table salt?"
"It's on the high shelf behind you," Soun said. Crapbaskets. Ah, while we have your attention we need to discuss your relationship with my daughter." Double crapbaskets.
"Do we have to do this now?" Ranma asked, nervously sweating down here. The last thing Ranma wanted was either of these two seeing naked apron girl form in all of its glory! If it had been Kasumi or maybe Nabiki it wouldn't have been a problem, because they'd very quickly learn that her butt was not to be denied and - while they weren't primary targets they'd make good consolation prizes. "I'm kinda in the middle of something."
"Well, it is for the sake of your future, young man," Soun said. "Genma and I did not simply set this up on a drunken whim, you know." They had gotten drunk <b>after</b> thinking up the idea.
"That's right, boy!" Pops said, and even without looking Ranma could see him nodded with his eyes closed and arms folded. Ugh, honestly now. "A martial artist as talented as you needs land to teach students on. Marry that Akane girl, she gets to keep the dojo in the family while you can use it to train your own students!"
If they went away and got Akane, then she'd be begging to be a bride within five minutes! Oh hell, they were coming into the kitchen! Now Ranma had no choice but to keep on facing them so they don't notice that she's naked under this apron!
"Ah, would you like me to heat up some water, Ranma?" Soun asked.
“No no no… I’ve… uh… got a bet! With Hiroshi! And I’ve gotta stay a girl for a bit to win!”
"That attitude will get you into trouble some day," Genma warned. Guh! This was no time for him to be so out of character and show genuine paternal concern! "Try to avoid being so easily goaded into accepting those kinds of challenges - save those that test your martial arts prowess."
"Yeah, yeah, but I'm still gonna win this one," Ranma said, keeping his back to the pair while backing off out of the room. Luckily they hadn't noticed yet, they were paying attention to some water they were pouring out for themselves. "You know me, I can't back out of a challenge that -"
"Yo, Soun? Are you in there?"
"In the kitchen! Pardon us, Ranma. We're having a council meeting here today. Do you think there's enough soup for everyone?"
"I'd say so, Tendo. It looks like Ranma's made a decent amount," Pops said, sticking his nose in the pot like the greedy panda he was!
Nooooo, now there were old men coming in from behind while the two fathers were in front! Ranma had no choice but to back off to the side, and hope nobody noticed anything amiss!
“Thank you Ranma, I had been a little concerned about some refreshments for this little Town Council get together.” Soun said. “Good to see you thinking ahead, that’s the sort of forward thinking that will serve you well once you’ve settled down with Akane.”
The only settling down Ranma wanted to do with Akane was - no, no! Concentrate! Escape from this hole without digging your way in deeper.
"Oh, this must be young Ranma," an old man wearing an extremely thick pair of glasses said. "Yes, yes. Soun's told us all about you, young man. Or is that young girl right now, hrm?"
"Don't tease the poor thing about that curse, Genji," another old man said. "It must be hard enough to deal with as it is without creepy old strange men staring at her, hrm?"
"Him," Pops interrupted, bopping the second old man on the head. Alright. Okay. They all seem distracted. They all seemed to be in the room. "Hey, Ranma. Since this is your soup, shouldn't you serve it up for us to try out?"
Damn you, old man!
"Ah, no, it's okay. Go ahead and have some, just make sure you save some for me," Ranma said. "Uh... I have to go take care of a thing for now anyway, be right back okay?"
Freedom! Sweet, glorious freedom! Now all Ranma had to do was quickly get changed then head back on in like nothing had even happened, eat some of that delicious soup, then come up with another plan to bang -
"And... what nonsense are you up to now?"
"Hi Akane," Ranma said. Waving to the girl standing a little bit behind her. Oh dear she seemed to be grinding her knuckles into her open palm. Ranma puckered her lips and lifted up her leg, leaning it against the opposite wall. "I made soup. Would you like to try some?"
"Try this!" Akane yelled, grabbed hold of Ranma's arm, and then tossed her down the corridor.
"Ah, young love..." an old man inside the kitchen could be heard. "I remember the first time my wife judo tossed me across the hall."
"I must say, if Ranma is the one doing the cooking then this soup will surely guarantee a long and happy marriage," another old man said.
For her part, Ranma beat a hasty retreat, heading upstairs to safety to think up a new plan. A new and completely foolproof plan that would absolutely ensure that Akane would be in the sack in no time flat.
"Ooh... that boy, sometimes girl," Akane seethed downstairs. "I'm going to have that cute butt of hers stuck in my brain for the rest of the day now. Ugh! Stupid sexy Ranma."
- Meanwhile, Ukyo is getting acquainted with Shampoo
- Akane’s unable to get Stupid Sexy Ranma out of her head, takes personal measures to solve that.
- Nabiki steps in to stir things up.
- The spell is spread yet further afield.
- Something else
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