Disclaimer: I don't own Vash, Meryl, Milly, Knives, Legato, or Wolfwood.

Pudding, Bars, and Attractive Waitresses?

A man dressed in a long sleeved, button up, red trench coat was dancing down the main street of New July. His abnormally long, blonde, and spiky hair swaying with each shimmy of his shoulders. Obviously he was wearing some sort of portable radio. This man be-bopped, salsa'ed, and drag stepped his way into a bar. Oblivious to his surroundings he kept right on dancing and tripped over a pink wheeling bag. "Gaaahhhh." he said as his face painfully met the dusty wooden floor. "Oops, sorry about that Vash." a girl said. Vash reached into his coat and turned his radio off, then proceeded to try and stand. He looked in the direction of the apology ,"It's okay Meryl, I wasn't paying attention." he stated.

"Hello Mr.Vash." Milly said between her bites of pudding. "Hello Milly." Vash said as he turned to face her. I see Wolfwood has bought you another surplus of pudding?" "No Mr.Vash, no one can ever have too much pudding!" Milly said happily. A finger tapped Vash's shoulder and he spun around quickly to see who it was. "Nicholas D. Wolfwood, what are you doing here?" Vash asked with his eyes closed. "Nothing much, just came with big girl and she wanted some pudding is all." When Vash opened his eyes he saw the prettiest girl he'd ever seen in his whole life, and she was wearing the least he'd ever seen on a girl. "hubb, ooh, aahhh, oohi?" He stuttered as pointed in her direction. Wolfwood turned around to see the same site. "hubb, ooh aahhh, oohi?" Wolfwood said aswell.

Milly and Meryl turned to look back at them, then looked at each other. In unison they said "Boys!" and went back to their original sate.

A beautiful girl with long blonde ringlet curls, green eyes, and a beautiful shining smile stood before Vash and Wolfwood. "Hi, my name is . . ." Vash said. Wolf wood stepped infront of him and said ,"Nicholas D. Wolfwood, at your service ma'am." he said as he offered her his hand. As the girl was about to accept his freindly gesture Vash grabbed him by the hair "Wolfwood I saw her FIRST. So . . . LAY OFF!! he said as he picked him up turned around and put him down behind him. "And I, my beautiful lady, am Vash the stampede."

The woman's eyes lit up and Vash opened his arms to welcome her. She started to run, Vash was getting excited, then she ran right past him. "Aww, why does crap like this always happen to me." The woman sat down on a bar stool and was gulping down New July whiskey. "She's a drunkard?" Wolfwood said as he looked at Vash, who was currently crying. "Why me, Why me?" Vash said. "Excuse me. Wolfwood and Vash." The two men ran up to her and said "Yes?" in their sexiest voices. "I'm not a drunkard. I had a bet with the bartender, that if I could get two men to gawk at me I'd get a free drink. If no one did then the bartender would get all of my tips for the day." she giggled, as the bartender was cursing at her under his breath.

"You're a waitress?" Wolfwood asked. "Why, of course. What did you think? This was a strip tease?" Vash and Wolfwood looked at each other and began laughing nervously. "Oh no, of course not!" Vash said moving both hands back and forth. "It's just my uniform, the boss says it attracts more people to come in here. Sorry I plum forgot to introduce myself, my name is Clarisse." she said with a wide grin.