Kids These Days

Akane wiggled in bed, trying to get out from under Ranma's prone form. Ugh, stupid fat jerk. She shoved against his chest, trying to wake him up. "Ranma, get up! I need to go to the bathroom."

Ranma snored loudly and shuffled a bit to plant himself more firmly on top of his beloved wife.

Akane gagged. Here she was, barely able to hold it in, and he was ignoring her? He was doing this on purpose, she just knew it! "Ranma, you buffoon, get UP!" She braced her palms on his chest and pushed hard, trying to make him budge.

Ranma merely brought up his arm and scratched his head, mumbling incoherently.

His dear wife exploded. "ARRRGHHH! Stupid insensitive pigheaded perverted freeloading—"

Ranma grinned to himself. Oh, kick him out of the bedroom, would she? Make him sleep on the couch, would she? And then make gooey eyes at him and climb into the couch with him, would she? Oh, he would show her who's the boss. Oh, she would know not to mess with him. Oh, Ranma Saotome would not be laid low so easily by a thick-waisted tomboy! Ha, ha, HA! Revenge was so delicious!

"—jerk! I am gonna pee on you, right here!"

Wait, what? What, what, WHAAAT?

"Yaargh! Yuck, you foul tomboy!" In the blink of an eye, Ranma cowered in the opposite corner of the room, protecting himself from the heinous fate of being peed upon.

Akane sat up and smiled sweetly at him. "Thank you, Ranma." And she scrambled off the bed and hightailed it to the bathroom.

Five minutes later, she returned to the room to find Ranma sulking on the bed and glaring at her.

"I hate you," he glowered.

"Me too," she glowered.

They huffed and plopped into bed facing away from each other.

...

Across the hallway, two little kids rolled their eyes, listening to their parents bicker.

Little Aiiro turned to his sister and groused, "Do they even care that there are two kids across the hallway who may be traumatized to hear their parents fight?"

Little Ichigo turned to her brother and deadpanned, "Are you sure we are the kids in this house?"

Aiiro snorted and rolled over, muttering his favorite insult under his breath, "Idiots."

Ichigo smiled. "Shh, dear, do mind your language, or the kids across the hallway will learn another bad word."

They sniggered.