Seeing those scheming brown eyes, framed by the oh so familiar pageboy haircut chilled Ranma to his soul. The martial artist was certain the devious brain beneath those features was already making numerous plans, all of which were at his expense. Nabiki had found him, and in his current physical state, that was probably the worst possible thing that could have happened.
"Well, isn't this an amusing development," Nabiki commented. Bending down, she captured the tiny Ranma and sped to off to her room.
Within her clenched hand, the Saotome boy fret over what would surely be a living hell. Nothing good was going to come from this, and given Nabiki's history of extorting him for money in one form or another, as well as her business interests around the school, he was going to be left holding the short end of the stick.
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