My Disclaimer: I do not own this story nor do I take credit for writing it. I posted it here, on , so people could read it. After seeing all the trouble that SSJ5-Gohan went through a felt it would be a shame not to put this up as well. To keep up with the mirror fic theme of the original I decided to post it myself instead of waiting for them. Once again because the author didn't complete this story, I'm willing to help write the last remaining chapters. But if somebody, if they would like, would maybe be willing to finish it, then that would be great too!

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Synopsis: Ranma and Genma are on the way back from China at the end of their training voyage. Just a few towns to hit on their way home. One of them is called Satan City now, strange name. There's a bank robbery going on, and a girl about to wade in to stop it. Well, Ranma can't allow that, even if the girl does claim to be the 2nd strongest martial artist in the world, and leaps in to stop the robbery himself. The girl is Videl Satan, and after seeing Ranma's skills for himself, she wants to learn how to do some of those tricks herself

All Mixed Up VRBy: James Thomas

Chapter One

"Here's Ranma!"

The morning had just started out miserably. Saotome Genma and Ranma were still hiking their way across Japan, and today the morning started out with a rainfall, triggering their curses. The rain had let up, but their mood hadn't. They were more sparring in a direction than walking toward their goal. All any observer would have noticed was a little pigtailed redheaded girl fighting with a panda. Granted this wasn't a normal sight, but the fact that the girl had made it this far meant that she was probably in no danger.

After a while they finally came upon a city. Since rain had quit, they found a public bathhouse to change back to their normal forms. Ranma readjusted his clothes to where they fit properly again. "What are we doing in this town again?"

"We are actually just passing through." Genma replied. "We still have three more towns before we reach our next destination.

"So why are we going to this dojo anyways?"

"Trust me, boy. You'll thank me when we get there."

"Yeah, right. This isn't like one of your ancient training grounds, is it?"

"Nothing like that, but it will be your greatest adventure!"

"Why do I get a sudden headache when you say that?"

They stopped in front of a billboard with the town's name and population on it. Genma scratched his chin. "That's funny."

Ranma turned to him. "What?"

"I could have sworn this was Orange Star City when we came through here before."

"I wouldn't know. I was only five at the time."

"But why change the name to something as stupid as 'Satan City'?"

"I don't know. Why did those psycho Amazons name their kids after toiletries?"

"Good point."

They continued on until Genma's stomach growled audibly. "Ranma, I believe it is time for more training."

"Oh go steal your own food, old man! I'm tired of doing your dirty work! Why don't you just get a job?"

"Fine, I will get the food on my own, but don't expect me to share with an ungrateful boy!"

"Fine! Just don't expect me to beat up whoever you stole the food from!"

"You think that I'm not capable of taking care of myself?"

"No, I just think you always bite off more than you can chew! Don't forget that whole trip to CHINA!"

"You're still a little angry. I understand."

"I turn into a GIRL! OF COURSE I'M MAD!"

"So I maybe I made a bad choice by going to Josenkyo…"

"YOU DIDN'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO SPEAK CHINESE!"

"What is your point, boy?"

"JUST GO AND STUFF YOUR FAT BELLY!" Ranma reared back and kicked Genma between two tall buildings across the street. A man on the corner held both of his hands straight up. "Baka panda."

Ranma stalked off and after a while his own stomach started to rumble. He stopped across the street from a bank and started checking through his pack. "No rations left. No wonder with my stupid food stealing pops around. Now what am I going to do?"

About that time shots rang out from the building across the street. Ranma checked the sign and saw that it was the 'Orange Star Bank'. So maybe this was Orange Star City before. He thought. Looks like someone's trying to rob the place. Better make sure it's not pops…

He crossed the street in a single leap and looked into the windows. He saw several men in ski masks holding guns forcing the tellers to empty their drawers. He saw that all of them were skinny, so he relaxed a little bit. Still gotta help them, martial artist's duty and all. I'll just wait in the alley for them to make their exit. He crept over and hid himself in the alleyway, waiting for the robbers to leave.

Sirens rang out and police cars pulled around and surrounded the building. They all unloaded and pointed their guns at the bank. "This is the police!" One of them shouted into a megaphone. "You are all under arrest! Come out with your hands up!"

Ranma was slightly relieved that, for once, it wasn't him or pops receiving the speech.

"Arrest this, copper!" The windows erupted as fully automatic gunfire started to come from the entrance. The police returned fire.

Ranma decided that he didn't want to get caught in a crossfire being the crooks and the cops. He withdrew further to the side. A crowd was starting to form; he decided to join them for the time being.

The firefight started to escalate and it was obvious that the cops were outgunned. Ranma just watched and waited for an opportunity for something he could do.

A movement to the side caught his attention. He turned and saw a girl in a long t-shirt that looked like a dress on her and shorts striding toward the fight. She had long black hair tied into twin ponytails off the sides of her head. He thought it was another spectator until she crossed the police line. "Oh no!" He vaulted over the crowd and landed in front of the girl. "Where do you think you're going?"

The girl just gave him an 'are you for real?' look and replied, "I'm stopping this robbery. What does it look like I'm doing?"

"Looks like you're trying to get yourself killed! You can't go in there!"

She glared at him. "Do you know who I am?"

Ranma shrugged his shoulders. "No idea."

"I'm Videl."

"Okay." Pause. "So what?"

"You mean you haven't heard of me?"

Ranma shook his head. "You just look like a foolish girl that's trying to get her head blown off."

She cracked her knuckles. "Listen, buster. I don't know who you think you are, but I'm one of the strongest martial artists in the city, and it's champion of justice. I can handle a couple of guys with guns!"

Ranma's mouth formed an O. "Really? You don't look that good."

Videl's whole body tensed with anger, and the ends of her ponytails puffed out like a cat that had been frightened. She shoved a finger in Ranma's face. "LISTEN BUDDY! I'M THE SECOND STRONGEST MARTIAL ARTIST IN THE WORLD, SECOND ONLY TO MY DAD. IF YOU THINK YOU'RE ANY BETTER, I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU STOP THIS ROBBERY!"

Ranma took an involuntary step back. "Hey, hey." He waved his hands in front of himself. "I'm just saying you don't have that manner about you."

She was still bristling.

Ranma thought for a sec. "Okay, I'll stop this robbery. Just so you don't get your head blown off." He turned around and started walking toward the bank.

Videl shook herself free of her tantrum and grabbed his arm. "Wait! You can't do that! YOU'LL get yourself killed!"

Ranma pulled her hand off his arm. "Just stay back. I'll take care of it, you'll see." He gave her his cocky half grin.

She raised an eyebrow at him. "You'd stop the robbery if all it took was ego."

"Just sit back and watch."

The robbers chose that moment to burst out the front of the bank and head toward their waiting pickup. They all jumped out and rained down lead on the police. Ranma took two steps and jumped well over the street and the crooks. He landed behind two of them. With a couple of quick blows, they were dropped to the ground unconscious. He caught the next crook with a jump kick. The last one turned his gun at him. He rolled under the path of the bullet before the crook could fire his gun. Ranma stood up out of the roll, his nose inches from the crook's. "Y'know, you could hurt someone with that!" A punch to the stomach and the crook went down.

The crowd and the police cheered when the last of the crooks went down. Videl's jaw just fell to the concrete. SHE couldn't jump like that. SHE wasn't that fast. Who was this guy?

Ranma bowed and smiled his way away from the police and the press that started to gather around him. When they wouldn't let him go that easily, he vaulted up and over them, landing directly beside a still slack-jawed Videl. "See I told you!"

She finally picked her jaw up off the concrete. "How did you…?"

She was interrupted as a crowd of press started to bear down on them. Ranma took a quick look upwards. "We need to get out of here." He quickly scooped up Videl, cradling her in his arms, and jumped straight up to the top of the single story building right next to them. He jumped again and landed on a roof of a double. He made his way a few blocks away from the scene of the robbery before finally stopping in a park and setting Videl back on her feet.

She was, once again, awestruck. "How do you do that?"

Ranma just looked at her. "What?"

"How do you jump so high, and so often?"

Ranma gave her his cocky grin again. "Aerial combat is a specialty of the Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts."

She gave him a questioning glance. "The Saotome School of Anything Goes Martial Arts? Never heard of it."

"Well, from what I understand, only three people practice the Anything Goes style, me, my dad, and my dad's old training buddy. My pops added a bunch of stuff do it and made our family's side a more aerial combat oriented. The ability to jump like that is just training and technique."

"Wow! Could you teach me?"

"I dunno. It's a family thing. Pops hasn't told me if I could train anyone else or not."

"Hey, you want to spar?"

"I don't fight girls."

She bristled a little bit. "Why not?"

"Well, I don't want to hurt you."

"I'm the…"

"The second best martial artist in the world." Ranma interrupted. "Yeah, you already told me, but it looks like you're the third best now. Maybe the forth, depending on how you match up with pops."

"I'd like to see you back that up."

"I told you I don't fight girls."

Videl threw a punch at his face, and he bent over backwards and avoided the hit.

"Not bad." She started to throw flurries of punches and kicks at Ranma. Ranma barely managed to avoid most of them. Finally she managed to land a glancing blow on him. Definitely not bad. Maybe not all girls are weak. Let's see how she does when it's a real fight. He started to parry her blows and strike her back.

Ranma landed a solid blow to her side and she jumped back away from him and landed in an offensive stance. Videl smiled. He's good! I haven't had a challenge like this in years! Not since dad stopped sparring with me! "All right. Now that I have your attention!" She leapt forward and went for a leg sweep.

Ranma leapt over the sweep and twisted up and over Videl. He landed and swept her feet from under her. She rolled out of it and back up to her feet. Ranma smiled at her and jumped in with low feint that turned into a high punch. She caught the ruse at the last instant and turned what should have been a pretty good black eye into a glancing blow to the side of her head. She smiled back at him and rabbit punched him in the stomach. He rolled back and kicked her in the stomach in the process. She gave a quick 'oomph!' and then jumped after him, trying to stomp him into the ground. Ranma rolled up into a handstand and pushed off the ground and avoided her completely. He landed behind her and tried to get her into full nelson. She threw her head back in an attempt to head butt him. The blow missed, but it was enough to buy her time to get her defense back up and around on him.

The battle went on like that for while, punch-counter-kick-counter-jump-dodge. Videl proved to be every bit as strong as Ranma, but not as skilled in the martial arts. She knew a lot of Judo and Kempo, but did not have the broader range of techniques that Ranma had built up over his ten-year training journey. She also could not match him when he took the battle to the air.

He ended the fight by kicking her out of mid-air toward a tree. He caught her at the last instant and they both fell slumped down at the base of the tree, exhausted, but still smiling.

Ranma turned his head and watched Videl breath heavily. He smiled his trademark cocky grin at her. "I win."

She smiled back at him. "Just barely. I almost had you a couple of times."

"No, you didn't." He chuckled.

"Then what's this?" She poked at a tear in his shirt on his side that opened up to a red spot on his ribs.

"That was just a lucky shot. What about you?" He touched a large bruise on the side of her neck.

"Ouch! That hurts!"

Ranma dropped his smile. "Sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. That's why I don't fight girls."

Videl smiled at him. "It's okay, really! I haven't had that much fun in a LONG time! Thank you, Ranma."

"So your not mad about me hurting you?"

"Are you mad about me making you fight me?"

"Not really. It was kinda fun."

"Then I'm not mad either." She looked up and saw the sun setting in the west. She turned around and took stock of the pigtailed martial artist. He is pretty handsome. I could get to like him.

Ranma looked at her, as her face seemed to become a shade of red from the setting sun. She's kinda, well, cute, but she'll run away when she finds out about my curse. "It's getting pretty late."

"So where are you staying?"

"I suppose I'll just find a place to throw up a tent and camp out."

"Why would you do that?"

"It's what I've been doing for the past ten years. I've been traveling all over creation training."

"Wow! So that's how you got so good!"

"So how did you get so good?"

Videl put her hands behind her head and leaned back against the tree. "I've been training for most of my life too. I'm trying to be as good as my dad."

"So how good is your dad?"

Videl looked at him with a 'you've got to be kidding me' look. "You really don't know, do you?"

Ranma double blinked at her. "Should I?"

"My dad is Mr Satan."

"So."

"So? What do you mean 'so'?"

"Is that supposed to be good?"

"My dad defeated Cell!"

"So?"

"Where have you been for the past five years?"

"I told you, on the training journey."

Videl's jaw hit the ground again. She picked it back up and thought the implications over in her head. He's cute, he's a GREAT martial artist, and he has no idea who my dad is. Most of the guys I date just want me to get closer to my dad! I could actually have a normal boyfriend!

Ranma just looked at her. "So who's Cell?"

Videl shook herself out of her thoughts. "Don't worry about it. Let's just go to my house. We've got plenty of room and you can just sleep there. No need to sleep outside. Especially since it's supposed to rain tonight."

Ranma cringed at the mention of rain. His stomach decided it was time to announce its existence again. "GROWL!"

Videl giggled at him as a sheepish look came over his face. "We can also get you something to eat."

"How much?"

"Free, of course."

"I mean how much food?"

"All you can eat."

"I'm not sure you could afford that."

She winked at him. "Want to bet?"

"Sure. What do you want to lose?"

"If you win, you get free room and board for as long as you stay in Satan City."

"And if I lose?"

"You have to stay long enough to train me to be as good as you. You still get room and board, you just have to train me for it."

"Deal!" He shook her hand. "We just need to swing back by the bank to get my pack."

"Okay."

After they had caught their breath, they walked back to bank and picked up Ranma's pack. He made a quick check to make sure everything was there. All was in order and they started on their way again. Everything was looking good until a crack of thunder echoed through the twilight. "Aw crap!" Ranma swore. Oh well, she was probably going to find out anyway. I hope I can still get the free meal out of this. The sky opened up and poured down on the pair.

Videl's jaw was starting to get bruised from all the impacts on the street.

Ranma-Chan's shoulders slumped over. She couldn't even bring herself to look at Videl. Well there goes a potential friend.

Videl found her voice. "You…You…turned…"

"Into a girl, yes." Ranma finished for her.

"Are you…?"

"I'm really a guy. This is just a curse I got on my training journeys. Kami, this sucks."

"Can you change back?"

"Yeah, hot water."

"That's great!"

Ranma-Chan's head snapped up at a speed that threatened to give her whiplash. "Nani?"

Videl had a big smile on her face. "I thought I was going to have to sneak you into the house, but you've already got a perfect disguise! You just have to be a girl around my dad! He's real protective of me."

Ranma-Chan was still a little shell shocked from her reaction. "You mean you still want to got through with the bet?"

"You got it! This just makes everything so much easier!"

"You're not mad or weirded out or anything?"

"Of course I'm weirded out. I expect a full story eventually, but, for right now, the fact that you can change back is all I need to know."

Ranma-Chan smiled. This could work out after all. Something in her peripheral vision caught her attention. There's something that could foul it up, though. "Videl, can you wait here for just a sec?"

"Sure, why?"

"I just need to take care of somebo-, uh, something right quick."

"Okay?" She gave him a confused glance.

Ranma-Chan made a quick glance. "Why don't you wait over here, where it's dry?" She dragged Videl over to an indented store entrance, where she couldn't see much except for what was straight across the street. "I'll be right back."

Ranma-Chan rushed away and found what had caught her attention: A panda with a handkerchief tied around his head under his nose trying to steal food from a vendor's cart. "A piece of advice for you old man."

The panda turned around and held up a sign that said, "I'm just an ordinary hungry panda."

Ranma-Chan smiled again. "Stay away from me for a while!" She gave Panda-Genma an uppercut so powerful that it sent him flying over the city and into Low Earth Ordit. "All right, now that he's gone, I can get a decent meal without him ruining it!" She walked back over to where Videl was waiting.

"What did you do?"

"Oh nothing important. Just had to throw away some trash. Shall we go?"

"How about we fly?"

Ranma-Chan chuckled at her. "Sorry. Don't know that technique."

Videl rolled her eyes. "I mean with a copter."

Ranma-Chan started to laugh. "You going to pull one out of your pocket?"

"Yes."

Ranma-Chan stopped laughing when she saw the amused look that Videl was giving her. "Okay, show me."

Videl pulled out a small capsule and depressed a button on the top and chunked it into the street. With a small boom and puff of smoke, a jet copter appeared in the street. "Pretty cool, huh?"

It was Ranma-Chan's turn to drop her jaw.

Videl opened the hatch. "Come on in, it's wet out here!" She gave Ranma-Chan a cute grin and wink.

Ranma-Chan dumbly climbed in the passenger seat of the jet copter. "You know how to fly this thing?"

Videl nodded her head. "Sure. Been flying it for a while now. Just enjoy the ride. We'll be at my house soon." She turned up the throttle on the vertical jets, and the craft hovered straight up. She hit the ignition on the horizontal thrust and the craft lurched forward toward the other side of town.

Ranma-Chan just stared dumbly as the scenery flew by. She saw the huge mansion that was coming up and noticed that the ship was slowing down. "That's you're place?"

"Yes."

Ranma saw the big sign on the roof that read 'Mr. Satan', and finally made the connection: Mr. Satan/Satan City. "You're rich aren't you?

"Yes."

"I'm going to lose the bet, aren't I?"

"Yes."

The copter set down on a helipad and the passengers got out. Videl pressed a button on the side and it returned to capsule form. Ranma-Chan stared in amazement. "What is that thing?"

Videl absently threw the capsule up in the air repeatedly. "It's called a 'Capsule Copter'. The Capsule Corp made it. They specialized in making things really compact. They used to be everywhere, but now there's only a few things left. The things that are left are pretty rare. I'm lucky to have this one."

"So did the place go out of business?"

"No, it just came under new management. They mainly market normal products now. They really only keep their offices open to keep their people from being unemployed."

"Okay. So…uh…where's the food?" Ranma-Chan's stomach growled to punctuate the question.

Videl giggled again. "Right this way." She led Ranma-Chan into and through the house. "You ready to lose?"

"Are you?" Ranma-Chan grinned back. How rich could she be?

They arrived in the dining room and Videl gestured to one of the chairs. "Have a seat. I'll have the cook bring some stuff out. Any preferences?"

"Not breathing, and not poisonous."

Videl turned and smiled warmly at the pigtailed redhead. "I'm serious! You can have almost anything you want."

"Surprise me."

Videl winked at him. "Okay!" She disappeared into the kitchen.

After a little bit, Videl came walking back in with her hands behind her back with a big smile on her face.

Ranma-Chan looked up at her. "So where's the food?"

Videl smile got a little bit wider as the double doors of the kitchen opened up and several servants with serving trays came out. They filled the table Ranma-Chan was sitting at with all kinds of dishes. The smell of food assaulted the room. Ranma-Chan was drooling.

Videl chuckled at the expression. "Well? What are you waiting for?"

Ranma-Chan blinked herself back to reality. "Okay! Prepare to lose!" She pulled two pairs of chopsticks out of nowhere and began to assault the feast with both hands at speeds no human should be able to eat.

Videl was shocked, to say the least. "Hey! Aren't you going to taste it?"

Ranma-Chan stopped in mid chew. "Mrhat? *chew* Sumpfin mrong?"

Videl shook her head in disgust. "Swallow first!"

Ranma-Chan swallowed the lump of food in her mouth. "What? Something wrong?"

"Yeah! You can't enjoy food when you're shoveling it down that fast."

"Sorry. Never really had the option before."

Videl gave him a questioning glance. "Why not?"

"My pops and I used to fight over our meals all the time. 'Training' he called it. If I was slow, then pops would steal the food right off my plate. I had to learn how to eat like this to survive. I never learned how to eat any other way."

Videl crossed her arms. "You also never learned any manners."

Ranma-Chan shrugged and started eating again. She turned and saw Videl glaring at her. She gulped down the bite that was in her mouth, and tried her best to slow down. To her surprise, the food tasted even better if you held it in your mouth a little bit!

Ranma-Chan finished off the first table full, and smiled her cocky grin. "S'at all you got?"

Videl gave him a sly lopsided grin. "Oh, I may have underestimated you, Saotome, but I am still prepared. COOK! SECONDS PLEASE!"

Once again the doors opened and another round of food was brought out. The table was filled once again. Ranma-Chan took a deep breath. So she's got a lot of money. I may lose, but I'll sure put a dent in her bank account! Of course, I won't need to eat again for…oh…twenty-four hours…

Upstairs, in his private study, Mr. Satan was watching some footage of him winning the Tenkaichi Budokai. He loved to watch himself best the other opponents over and over again. After a little while he glanced at the clock. Time for the news! I love to hear my name when they say it. I wonder what Videl's been up to? He stopped the tape in the VCR and clicked the channels over to the news station.

The news reporter was just in the middle of their report. "Yes, this new boy came out of nowhere with amazing abilities and stopped the bank robbers in their tracks."

"Must be one of my students." Mr. Satan smiled a knowing grin.

"Here's the footage we have." The scene switched over to the bank earlier in the day. It started with the crooks coming out and opening fire. Then a streak of red and black came down behind the criminals and materialized into a young boy with black hair done up in a pigtail in back wearing a red Chinese shirt and black pants. Mr. Satan watched as Ranma made short work of the crooks. They camera finally got a closeup of Ranma on the screen.

Mr. Satan scratched his chin. "Not one of mine, but he's got some ability. I may ask him to train here." Mr. Satan reached for his wineglass and took a good swig.

The reporter continued on with his story. "And here's the most shocking part of this report! He's apparently a love interest of Videl Satan, the champion of justice for Satan City."

Mr. Satan spit out the entire drink he had just taken from the glass. "WHAT?"

The reporter continued, although now the screen had a reddish hue to it. "Here is the footage of the boy sweeping our town's sweetheart in his arms." They showed a clip of Ranma scooping Videl up in his arms, without protest, and jumping up and out of sight.

To say the Mr. Satan was furious would have been a gross understatement. He slammed the remote down to the floor, turning the TV off. "I'LL NEVER LET HIM BE A STUDENT AT THIS HALL! I'LL KILL HIM FOR TOUCHING MY DAUGTHER!"

Down in the dining room between bites, Ranma-Chan sneezed. She rubbed her nose. Must have gotten a cold.

Mr. Satan stormed out of his room and caught the first servant he saw by the front of his uniform and picked him up off his feet. "WHERE'S VIDEL!"

The servant showed amazing professionalism. Someone's trying to date Videl again. He kept his voice even, and a little bit condescending at the same time. "She's down in the dining room, entertaining a guest." He said it in a tone that reeked of 'you should know that'.

Mr. Satan threw the servant to the side. "I'LL SHOW THAT NO GOOD PERVERT THAT WHEN HE MESSES WITH THE WATER BUFFALO, HE GETS THE HORNS!" He stormed off toward the dining room.

The servant stood back up and straightened out his clothes. This suit will have to be ironed now. Oh well, at least he pays well.

Videl had decided to join Ranma-Chan at the table they were working on Ranma-Chan's forth helping, when the doors to the rooms slammed open.

"VIDEL! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF BRINGING SOME BOY…" He stopped when he saw the two girls dining at the table.

Both the girls at the table looked at Mr. Satan and blinked.

Mr. Satan started frantically scouring the room. "I know you have him hidden here somewhere!"

Ranma-Chan just stared as Videl's father started scouring the room. He looks like a professional wrestler.

Videl saw that Ranma-Chan had stopped eating. "Don't worry about him. Keep eating, just ignore him."

Ranma-Chan shrugged and started eating where she had left off.

Mr. Satan was finally convinced that no one was there (after giving the room the thrice-over). He stormed up to Videl. "I know you've got a boy hidden around here somewhere! Where is he?"

Videl smiled at her daddy. "Daddy, I'd like you to meet Ranma." She gestured toward Ranma-Chan, who almost choked on her food.

Mr. Satan stared at the redhead. "Uh, nice to meet you." He turned his head back to Videl. "What is the meaning of this? I saw the news clips! I saw you go off with that boy! I told you that you couldn't date anyone unless they beat me first!"

Ranma-Chan eyed the Tenkaichi Budokai champion. Wouldn't be too hard. He's about at my dad's class…WHAT THE HELL AM I THINKING! I CAN'T DO THAT! I'VE GOT TO FIND A CURE FIRST.

Videl grinned at her father. "Don't worry daddy. We're not dating." Yet.

"Okay, just make sure it stays that way!" He walked out, confident that he had got his point across.

Too easy. Videl thought.

"What was that about?"

"Oh, that's just daddy. He always says that a guy has to beat him to date me, but there's not much chance of that." She slumped her shoulders.

"Oh, I don't know…" Ranma-Chan stared off in space and continued eating.

Videl grinned at the redhead. "You look like your slowing down there, Ranma."

Ranma-Chan cocked an eye at her. "You're still going to lose."

"I don't think so. You're already slowing down."

Ranma-Chan dug in with gusto, manners be damned.

Ranma-Chan tried her best to win the bet, but she collapsed from overfeeding. All things considered, she couldn't have been happier to lose a bet.