Homeless.

[duckboy]

If you don't have a destination in mind for me, Mun, how am I supposed to find Shampoo?

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<3 Mousse

[bakery_owner]

I wouldn't worry about that. I'm sure things will work out for you.

H-Hello. [1/2]

[duckboy]

You believe so? That fills me with ease, I --

[2/2]

[duckboy]

[Wait a minute.

He shifts, adjusting his glasses.]

You wouldn't happen to know where she is, would you? What have you done with her?!

[bakery_owner]

Huh?

[duckboy]

My darling Shampoo. If you know where she is...

[bakery_owner]

I'm very sorry, but I haven't seen her.

[dotdotdamnit]

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[moneyonhermind]

Oh, she'll turn up eventually.

Ranma characters! Hurray!

[snowcloak]

Why do you need shampoo? Are you out?

[duckboy]

[Is this floating dot of light a message from Shampoo, he wonders? No, it's too subtle for her. Cologne, perhaps?]

...Shampoo?

[duckboy]

[He vaguely recognizes her as one of the Tendo sisters but at the moment, her name, let alone birth order, eludes him. Mainly because she's filled him with hope.]

You really think so?

:]

[duckboy]

[Oh hello, bunny cat thing.]

Yes I'm out, and I cannot find her.

[Misinterpretation is a go.]

[dotdotdamnit]

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Mousse! Yay! My day is made!

[walk_500_miles]

Hmph. It seems like neither Shampoo nor Akane is around anywhere I look.

[Which is all of like three places. Of course. And he wasn't actively looking for Shampoo. He just didn't see her anywhere.]

[charge_sword]

You can get it from any decent supermarket, sir.

[snowcloak]

'her'? Don't you mean 'it'?

[duckboy]

My love, if you are trying to tell me something, I...I'm afraid I cannot understand you!

Ryoga. :D

[duckboy]

That doesn't come as a surprise, considering your sense of direction.

[He's not one to talk, really. It took Mousse quite a while to put his glasses on and finally realize he actually knows him.]

[duckboy]

How wrong you are. She is not for sale.

herp derp

[dotdotdamnit]

[she flies square in front of Mousse's face]

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[walk_500_miles]

Oh, yeah, real funny. Maybe the reason you can't find her is because she likes to stay more than six inches from the end of your nose at all times.

[duckboy]

You wouldn't be able to travel six inches from the end of your nose without getting hopelessly lost!

[So there.]

[duckboy]

Absolutely not. Shampoo is a person. You'd do well to remember that, creature!

[Mind you, he's directing these terse words to a nearby light post.

His glasses are off.]

[walk_500_miles]

Ohhhh no! Don't try that with me! I can travel six inches in front of my nose just fine!

[So, of course, he takes a step sideways.]

[duckboy]

That's not in front of you. That's in front of you.

[And Mousse is pointing to a spot behind him. Waaaay behind him.]