Curses, a short spamfic by Kevin McHorney
All Characters created by Rumiko Takahashi and Takehito Ito.

Ranma looked triumphantly at the genie and said, "Now I get one wish for anything I want."

The genie sighed, "yes, you bested me in three contests and now you get your wish."

"What are you going to wish for, Ranma," Akane hesitantly asked.

"Are you kidding?" Ranma said to her, then he turned to the genie. "I wish to have my curse removed."

The genie squinted at Ranma and said, "Which one, you're under 9 separate curses."

"Nine?" Ranma said, his mouth agape.

"What curses are he under," Akane asked, reinging in her surprise

The genie held up a hand with far too many fingers and counted them off, "Let's see, he's under a Jusenkyou curse to turn into a girl, a curse to always say the wrong thing at the wrong time, a curse to attract too many fiancés. Not much of a curse that if you ask me." Ranma and Akane glared at the genie. He coughed lightly and continued counting, "A curse to act like a cat when near one, a curse to attract trouble, a curse to have all of your friends become enemies, a curse to attract high powered fighters, a curse to endlessly fight with your true love and finally," the genie raised an eyebrow, "a curse to have a small box turtle drop on the head of a descendent 11 generations removed. That last one is courtsey of someone named Hikaru Gosunkugi."

Ranma and Akane looked at each other, then Ranma said, "Oh, can I get all of them removed?"

The genie rubbed his chin thoughtfully then said, "All but the one about the turtle, that one seems to be in there pretty well. Is that your wish?"

"Um, yeah, remove all the curses on me that you can."

"Are you sure that that is your final wish?"

Ranma started to growl a little, "Yes, that's my wish and I'm sticking to it."

With a snap of his fingers the genie said, "Granted," and disappeared.

"Well, that was easy," Akane said.

Ranma's first impulse was to say something insulting, but instead he said, "Yeah, let's go home, it's my turn to cook you dinner.

215 years later:

Gene Starwind walked down a street on Sentinel III with Jim Hawking when something hit him in the head. "Ow," he said as he picked up something from the ground.

"What's up Gene?" Jim asked.

"This turtle just hit me in the head." Gene shrugged and tossed it over his shoulder.

End.