"It's the same thing every day with you, isn't it, Ranma!?" I screamed, clutching my small black piglet tightly to my side. "You wake up, go to school, then come back to our Dojo to eat our food and irritate P-chan and I!" I glared at her dripping-wet face and chest, ignoring the loud clanks of the damp wooden bucket I had hurled at her moments ago as it clinked down the steps.
"I'm only trying to keep that pig away from you, you stupid macho-chick!" Ranma yelled in return.
"P-chan in my pet, dummy! I want him with me!"

"Oh my..." Kasumi sighed from the kitchen doorway with a steaming pot in...