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They took the lift, and in just a few minutes they were at the children's infection ward. Room four... Genma was just about to knock it's door, but quickly a nurse rushed to them and shushed.
”Shh! He's asleep. He had a rough night, so you should let him sleep. If you still want to see him, you can go, but be quiet.”
And so Genma grabbed the room's door's handle and opened it inch by inch. He peeked in...
The window blinds and lamps were shut. There Ranma laid, on his back, a wet towel on his forehead... Genma gave his friend Soun and Akane a look. They both nodded, and so they sat around Ranma's bed, all quiet. Akane laid her hand on his ankle and squeezed it gently.
”Don't”, Soun whispered and grabbed his daughter's wrist, pulling it away.
About half an hour went by. The three visitors had just sat still, all quiet, when suddenly Ranma started to writhe a bit and bite his lip.
”Ranma!” the trio cheered, smiling. Ranma opened his eyes, coughed a few times and gave a look at everyone.
”Uhh... daddy...”
Daddy? Daddy? Why? He must still feel sick, he wasn't acting like 'the real Ranma'. Not at all.
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I like Soun as a character. But still I seldom draw him...
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