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Murneeng stoodents! I knoo yuoo ell moost be-a hoongry. Sterfeeng, ifee. Yuoo need sumeune-a tu chese-a zee hoongreees evey! Und by gud, I em thet persun!

Tudey's Menoo:

-Pheelly Cheese-a Steek

-Coorly Freees

-Seled

-Ice-a Creem

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Chad scratched the back of his head. "~~Better stay away from me, then~~ That is...strange..."

He sighs "Well... I'll figure it out... I hope I don't have to say this way too long..."

Chad nodded. "Maybe it's something that'll pass? Just a temporary glitch? Something in the air, or maybe..." Chad trailed off when he started thinking about how he knew girls got really sore and sensitive to stuff...during that time, and if maybe, somehow, the constant flipping from one set of hormones to the next just made Ranma's really super-effective, but then decided that he really didn't want to think about things like that anyway, shook his head, and munched on a few fries. He avoided the ketchup.

"It's not like that... I mean Teddy said the water was harldy warm but when I touched it if felt like the water was fire. I don't get it... I thought it was the water or something but.. it's me." SADDDD EYESS

Chad was starting to feel worse by the second, with all those forlorn looks and his complete helplessness in the situation. "Isn't there a clinic in town? Maybe they could check it out?"

"How are they suposed to help me anyways?" He doesn't like doctors very much, if Chad can't tell.

Chad shrugged, responding a little defensively. "I dunno. But they probably have a better chance of it than anyone else."

"Whatever." He looks rather peeved. Though he doesn't really feel like fighting with Chad.

Chad idly rubbed a finger on the bridge of his nose as if taking care of an itch. Well, this wasn't good, he'd gone and made Ranma even more upset than he always was, and he didn't know what he could do to make up for it.

"Sorry."

He didn't expect that. He's used to the off-hand whatevers leading to a verbal battle a la Setsuna. But... Chad apologized. This seems a bit much for him. He's really not used to it. "Yeah... It's not your fault..."

Chad shrugged. "Well, I hope you get it figured out soon. If there's anything I can do to help..." He trailed off a bit.

He lays his head gently on the lunch table, looking lost. "Thanks anyways.."

Chad wasn't sure if would be a good idea, if it would make Ranma angrier or not, but he really didn't know what else to do and he wanted to seem at least a little bit comforting. So, not without a good deal of awkwardness, Chad gave Ranma's head a few light pats. "It'll be okay," he assured him.

He blushes. But it does make him feel better. He's still underneath the pats, he doesn't flinch or move away.

Chad can only pat a few times before he starts feeling very silly and awkward. He brings his hand back to his tray. "Want any more of these fries? I'm about done."

"I'm not really hungry anymore... Thanks though..." He stands up.

Chad nodded. "No problem. Good luck with finding Setsuna, if you think she can help."

"Yeah.. She's good with stuff lke this..." He waves.

Chad waved back, cleaning up a bit before gathering his stuff, and rising to take care of his tray.

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