This is something I literally just thought up a few minutes ago, it may end up in Daimakaicho Ranma, but after some thought, I doubt it. So here it goes.
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...Soun became enraged at the site of the blond demon backhanding his daughter Nabiki, which caused the short haired girl to stumble and fall onto her derriere as she clutched her reddened stinging face.
Soun then whirled about to face the demoness Mara and he pulled out one of his dreaded techniques that had worked so many times to cower and frighten, his dreaded Demon Head.
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Mara glared at the humans across from her, 'How dare that human brat talk down to me like that!' were the indignant thoughts running through the demoness's head. She then felt a new presence and looked to her left to see what had caused it... and then her breath caught in her throat at the sight.
Those sickly yellow crazed eyes.
That sharp distorted hooked nose.
That long lashing tongue with rows of sharp pointed teeth.
The ghostly pallor of the skin and wild flailing hair.
In Mara's eyes everything came to a screeching halt as a pink haze began to take over, with little thorny flowery garlands at the corners of the sight.
The stunned demoness brought her hands up to cup her breast, 'My heart' she thought feeling her rapidly beating heart, 'I'm so warm'.
She could also feel her cheeks flushing with a severe blush on her pale face. 'What is this feeling, Could this be... love?'
Scenes began to flash before Mara's eyes.
her and the Demon Head in a movie theater.
the Demon Head chasing her down a sandy beach as she laughed madly.
Mara in her black wedding dress next to her new husband the Demon Head as they rushed out of the church of Satan for their waiting "Just Married" limo, as her Maid of Honor Urd laughed and threw rice at the new couple and Belldandy weeping out, "I'll always be the bridesmaid, never the Bride! Wah!"
A tired Mara laying in a hospital bed, the Demon Head husband looking down at their precious little one, all cute and tentacled bundle of joy.
An old and gray Mara sitting on a porch, holding the hand of the Demon Head as they watched their last sunset together...
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Soun let his feared technique drop in confusion as the demoness at first blushed looking embarrassed, then had a far off look to her face and began giggling.
He took a step back, because for some reason he didn't understand, he was suddenly afraid.
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I should probably just make a "garbage heap" onto a server somewhere, where I could just dump all the scenes I think up yet will never ever use.
Obfirmo absentis sententia... Imperium mens...