Instinctually waking up early, because it was Wednesday, which meant a morning class and the desire to have a bit of time before hand for a quick morning excersize, Setsuna was a little surprised at first to find someone cuddled up next to her. A slow smile soon replaced her surprise as she remembered Ranma slipping in last night. She cuddled into him, deciding that perhaps she could skip excersize this morning.

...But Setsuna became away that the mass she was nuzzling into was not nearly as broad as Ranma chest should be and the arms around her waist were significantly thinner, delicate, more girl like than even Ranma's girl form, and Setsuna slowly came to the odd realization that this was not Ranma. At all. She opened her eyes.

And blinked. A lot.

What...the hell was Ami-chan doing in her bed?

She wondered if she should wake her. Or just wait until she woke up...she did look...rather peaceful, just sleeping there, and Setsuna almost fell into the trap of staying there in her admiration, but fiercely shook her head. There...had to be a logical explanation to this, right? One that didn't involve the possibility that Setsuna was failing to remember something she would have really liked to remember...

"A...A...Ami-chan?" she whispered, very, very quietly, as if not really indending for Ami to hear it.


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