�Aw, c�mon Nabiki, don�t show her!�

Nabiki stuck her tounge out at Ranma as she literally danced along,
holding a colorful manga in her hands. �Nyaaahhh Saotome, you
can�t keep me from this one!�

�GYAAAH!� Ranma leapt for Nabiki�s upraised arm but suddenly,
a mallet impact drove him into the ground. Akane towered over the
boy, her mallet upraised.

�Raaaaanmaaaa!� she snarled, �can�t you stop shouting in the house?�

�Oh Akaneeee,� Nabiki singsonged, dangling Ranma�s manga in front
of her eyes, �check out what Ranma likes to read!�

Akane took the manga and read the cover. �Huh? Dirty Pair?� A low
growl ran into her throat. �WHY...THAT....PERVERT!�

�Seems like Saotome�s got a crush on the Lovely Angels,� Nabiki
smirked.

Ranma suddenly burst from the ground and tried to yank it from
Akane�s hand. �C�mon Akane, give it BACK!�

�You...� Akane seethed, �you think that these...BIMBO�S are more
attractive than I AM?!�

�Why ya getting so upset Akane?!� Ranma blurted out, backing up.
�So what if they�re more sexy than you?�

�PERVERT!�

Ranma dodged away and in his hot headed state, he blurted out a dumb 
responce. Especially since a meddling God of Indulgance was listening.

�I WISH YOU COULD SEE HOW MUCH MORE CUTE THE
LOVELY ANGELS ARE THAN YOU!�

A thunderclap and a peal of maniacal male laughter echoed in the skies. 
Then, the whine of wind was heard as a booming voice chortled, 
�BEWARE OF WHAT YOU WISH FOR RANMA SAOTOME, CAUSE 
YOU�RE GETTING IT!!�

Ranma paled. �Crap...it�s that meddling God again...�

Nabiki slapped a hand to her head. �Cripes, Ranma. You can�t shout 
out things like this all the time!�

With an ominous click of a gun, Ranma turned around to stare into 
the barrel of a futuristic sci-fi gun with a muzzle the size of his head. 
With an �eep� and �ack,� Ranma backed up as Kei clicked the cock 
menacingly.

�Okay buddy, ya have five seconds to tell Yuri and me where the hell 
we are and who brought us here.�

�...Jinkies...� Nabiki muttered.



Shaun Garin Presents...

A Magic Tech Production


DIRTY PAIR 1/2 : LAUGHTER OF A GOD


Episode 1 : Don�t call us the DIRTY PAIR!

�So that�s it?� Kei asked, scowling darkly. �some meddling God of 
your aquantiance conviently DECIDED to warp the pair of us into 
this world? A world that I conviently know? You�re right, that IS a 
stretch.�

Ranma slapped a fist into his open palm. �When I get my hands on 
that stupid God I�ll...�

�What? Blow me to bits?� Came a sarcastic voice. Everyone whirled 
to look at the God who lazily lounged on the wall. He grinned a bit as 
several guns were pointed at him. �Oh come now, we don�t need 
those.� He gestured and the guns were cut in half. �Now, lets talk shop,
shall we?�

Ranma didn�t budge. �Talk.�

�Okay, lets see... Item One, Ranma Saotome, THAT was your
complimentary wish. Long overdue, you used it on that request to 
see what the Lovely Angels are like. Item Two : my meddling isn�t 
done yet as the Lovely Angels will remain here in your world for one
month, and vice versa. Item Three : This is being recorded for the
Heavenly Comedy Archives so no kinky stuff.�

�And just WHY is it being recorded?� Yuri snapped angrily.

�Sora wa himitsu desu,� he teased before dissapearing from view.

A pregnant pause. �You know, I�m beginning to hate him,� Kei
said.

�You think HE�S bad, wait until you see his cousin Xelloss.� Akane
sighed and said, �well, we�ve got an extra room. Do you have any
more clothes than those....� she fumbled for the name of the
clothing that they wore.

�Battle Bikinis,� they chorused.

�Battle Bikinis?� Akane finished.

�Actually no,� Yuri said. �This is all what we wear normally.�

�Well...it IS a bit revealing...� Kei admitted.

�With cleavage on par with the Florida coastline,� Ranma shot off
without thinking. Then, he was flattened underneath Akane�s
mallet.