Disclaimer: I do not own Trigun, though I wish I owned Vash...oh well!
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Legato growled deep in his throat. This small girl was annoying him greatly. "Stop. Singing."
The little blonde girl looked up at him in the middle of "The Itsy-Bitsy Spider". "But Unca Lega, I like that song!"
"Can you atleast sing another one?"
"I don't know any other songs."
"What about the song that never ends?" Midvalley evilly suggested, grinning. "You all know how much we love that song, Eden."
"Okay! This is the song that never ends..." She started to sing the song, romping about the Geoplant.
'Midvalley,' Legato mentally growled.
'What?' The saxist replied, thinking. 'You can't do anything to her, she's Master Knives' daughter after all..'
'Don't remind me.'
'What? You don't like being Unca Lega?'
'No.'
The other man started to chuckle. Eden went on chasing after a small white butterfly, oblivious.
She was Knive's daughter, amazingly half-human. Her mother had died in birth, leaving Knives to raise the half-Plant. She had her father's haircolor, but her mother's dark blue eyes.
Legato had been appointed her babysitter, along with Midvalley. It was an easy job, for Midvalley atleast. He had always liked small children, and often was seen playing dolls or dressup with Eden. Legato didn't like being called Unce Lega, especially by her singsong voice. She was always very well-behaved, for a child who acted and looked like a four-year-old. She was in reality only about two, but grew twice as rapidly as a normal human.
"Unce Lega!!" Eden yelled. "What's this?"
He got up from his lawnchair, sighing. "What is what, Eden?"
She pointed at something. "That!"
Upon coming closer, Legato realized it was a pair of small kittens. They were barely alive, not much more than two small grey and white flesh sacks.
"Those are called cats, Eden. It looks like they're dying." He stood by the small child.
"D-Dying?"
"Yes, their lives will end soon." He smiled subconsciously.
She bent down to pet them. "I want to help them, Unca."
He blinked. "I don't think we can, Eden."
She picked them up gently. "Daddy can. He can do anything."
Midvalley came over. "Whatcha got there, Eden?"
"Cats! They're dying...I wanna help them, Unca Middie."
He smiled. "Well let's see what we can do."
They started to walk back towards the tall two-story mansion that her father had her and her guardians stayed at. Knives was there now in his Plant, healing from a nasty cold.
"Daaaaaaaaaadddddyyyyy!!!" Eden yelled. "Daaaaaaaddddddy!!!"
Knives frowned and exited his Plant Room. "What is it, Eden?"
She ran to the door of his room. "I found some cats and they're really sick...Daddy, I want you to help them."
He looked at Legato and Midvalley. "Where did you find these cats, Sweetie?"
"At the GeoPlant area, Daddy...Hurry, you gotta help them!"
"Okay, okay, come on." He led her to his workroom, where he took the kittens and laid them on the table.
She scrambled up in the chair to watch, wide-eyed. "Can you help them?"
He looked at them. "I think I maybe can."
"Okay."
Slowly, he checked each pulse. They were very weak, very emaciated. Getting his supplies, he quickly went to work on them.
Something had changed him since he had been with his daughter. He couldn't ever say no to her, he loved her. He truly loved her. And she loved him back, she would always be there. She had a grand thirst for knowledge, and loved all types of creatures. Even the ugliest thomas would not be looked over by Eden's watchful eye.
Her name, Eden, had been inspired by Rem. Even though he hated the woman who had poisoned his brother's mind, he had promised her. He promised her that he would create an Eden on this planet, and he had. It wasn't exactly the Eden he had in mind, but she was close enough to perfect.
"Legato, go get two bowls and some warm milk," He commanded. Immediately the telepath was off.
"Daddy, do all cats look like this?"
He smiled at Eden. "No, they come in all sorts of colors. And these are just baby ones, called kittens."
"Kittens?"
"Uh-huh. Baby kittens need alot of attention, especially these since they're so sick."
Finally he was finished. The bandages covered small cuts, and sores. Now all they needed was some tender loving care from his daughter and a little food, and they would be all better.
Legato came back with the milk. The kittens roused a little to lap some of the milk up, slowly.
"Can I keep them, Daddy?" Eden asked.
"Of course you can, Eden. But I think they should stay in here so that we can make sure that they get their strength back." Knives smiled gently, and picked up the kittens and bowls.
"Okay."
Soon the kittens were in a small box lined with towels, lapping up the milk. Eden sat there and watched them, smiling and stroking them gently. When they were alseep, she refused to move from their side. She even ate her lunch, a grilled cheese sandwich by them.
"Soo..on the first evening of pebble..from somewhere out of nowhere drops upon the dreaming wooorld.." She sang to them.
Knives caught his breath. "Eden, sweetness, where did you hear that song?"
"I heard it on the radio. I like it, it's pretty."
"Oh..okay."
It was the song that Rem always sang. Knives left Eden to eat her lunch with the kittens, mind racing.
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Vash was smiling, sitting in the backseat of an old beat up car.
"What are you grinning about?" Meryl demanded.
He chuckled. "Nothing."
"You look like a kid you just did something wrong, Mr. Vash," Millie commented. "Why are you so happy?"
"It's a friend of mine's birthday today," He replied. Of course he meant Rem, whose birthday really was today.
"Oh."
Then he began to sing softly the song she was always humming or singing.
Wolfwood looked at him in the mirror. "What song is that?"
"It's an old one, called Sound Life."
"Oh. It sounds familiar."
Meryl looked at Vash. "Yeah it does..."
"It's been on the radio lately. It was my friend's favorite."
"Hmm," She replied. "How far to December City, Wolfwood?"
He looked at the map on the dashboard. "Another day, probably."
"Oh great..."
Millie smiled. "And then we can finally rest for a while!"
"Hey, where's the next town? I'm getting kinda hungry," Meryl asked.
Another look at the map. "About a half-hour."
"Ooh, can we get donuts?" Vash inquired.
"NO!" Everyone else answered in unison.
"Sheesh!"
The car ride went uneventfully for the next half hour. As Wolfwood predicted, they found the small town and a diner to eat lunch in.
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(A/N: This is from Eden's POV)
I spun around on the barstool. "Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"
"Eden, please stop." Unce Legato looked at me.
I grabbed onto the bar, giggling. "Oooookay...."
"Here you are, miss." The waited placed a plate in front of me. I thanked him and started to eat my hamburger.
Unca Middie was playing in the background. I loved listening to him play his saxaphone, which he often did. There wasn't anyone else in the little resteraunt, except for the waiter.
"So where else would you like to go on your birthday, Eden?" Lega was still looking at me. "Just keep in mind we have to be back at the house by dinnertime."
I thought for a moment. "I wanna......" I took a bite of hamburger. "I donno what I wanna do."
He sighed, and mumbled something. The door swung open as I swallowed, and four people entered. The two in front, a tall blonde man dressed in red and another tall man with dark hair, stopped.
"Jesus Christ," I heard Unca Lega mutter. "What are you doing here?"
The blonde man glared at him. "What are you doing here, Legato?"
"That's none of your business."
I tugged at Lega's jacket sleeve. "Who's he, Unca?"
"Not now, Eden," He hissed.
The blonde man looked at me. "What, you're down to kidnapping small children, Legato?"
I could hear Midvalley laughing behind us. "Legato kidnapping Eden?! Yeah, the day that Knives tells everyone he's a hippie!"
"Are you another Gung-Ho Gun?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm Midvalley the Hornfreak, the eleventh."
I tugged at Lega's sleeve again. "Who're they?"
"Later, Eden."
"So what are you doing now, Legato?" The blonde man still glared at him.
"I am taking this child out for her birthday. I have no intentions of ridding this putrid and pathetic world of any more spider scum today." My blue-haired guardian replied.
"Yeah right, Legato."
"So, you do not believe me, Vash the Stampede?"
I recognized that name, but very vaguely. "Unca Lega, who are they?" I asked impatiently.
"Not. Now. Eden."
My babysitter stood up. "If you do not believe me, ask the child herself."
I hopped down too. "Ask what child?"
"You."
"Oh."
The blonde man looked at me. "Who's kid is that?"
"None of your concern."
Midvalley stepped off the stage and stood beside me. "We don't want any trouble right now, contrary to popular belief. Now if you would just be so nice as to hop in your little car and drive past this little town."
A tall brown haired woman piped up from the back, "But we came here for pudding and we're not leaving until we get it!!"
"You can get...pudding...in the next town."
"BUT I WANT IT HERE!" She yelled.
"WELL YOU AIN'T GONNA GET IT HERE CAUSE YOU'RE LEAVING!!"
After that everything exploded into a heating yelling match. I looked to the floor about two feet in front of Unca Lega, and froze in terror. There was a huge, fuzzy black spider crawling slowly towards us.
"U-Unca Legato!!!" I said, tugging furiously at his sleeve. He paid me no heed.
The spider crawled steadily nearer.
"Unca Legato! Unca Legato!!" I repeated, in terror.
The spider started to crawl on his boot.
There was a lull in the shouted conversation. I took the opportunity to yell at Unca Legato.
"UNCLE LEGATO THERE'S A HUGE SPIDER ON YOUR SHOE!!!"
He blinked slowly, looked at me, and then looked down. "So there is. Pity." Then he shook it off and squished it.
"Did she just say 'Uncle Legato'??" Vash asked.
"Yes, she did."
"Why?"
"Because that is what she has always called me."
"You two don't look like you're related."
"She calls me that because she wants to."
And again the argument flared up. I sighed, and climbed back up to the barstool to finish my meal.
"Hmmm......what do I want to do today?" I asked myself out loud. "So many things to do!"
Suddenly there was a big BLAM! and everyone got down. The man dressed in black whose name I didn't know leapt and covered me with himself protectively. More BLAM!'s followed, as I screamed and covered my head.
The dust settled. The waiter had been hit and was knocked out on the bar, his shoulder pouring blood. The other bullets had buried themselves into walls, beer bottles, and barstools. Three men walked in, laughing.
"Hey! I think we got him!" They bent over the blonde man. "We got Vash the Stampede!"
The man who had saved me looked at the barstool I had been sitting on. It was covered in holes. "Are you alright?"
I nodded teary-eyed and shaking. I had always been terribly gunshy. "Where's Unca Lega?" He was nowhere to be seen. Midvalley wasn't even there, much less his saxaphone called Sylvia.
Vash got up. "Now, why did ya have to go and do that, friend?"
The men raised their guns. "Because you're Vash the Stampede and..and...well, you're Vash the Stampede!"
"But look; you hit one of your own!" He pointed to the waiter.
"He ain't hurt bad, he'll recover."
"Whatever."
Again the guns were raised. But this time, sticking out of the barrels were flowers from a vase on one of the tables. "What the-"
"Now let's just leave it at that, huh?" Vash quickly removed his gun from the holster and proceeded to whack the three gunmen unconscious.
I took off my small pack and looked inside. "Are you two alright, Noel and Holly?"
The kittens inside mewed an okay, and peeked up. "Nyaaaaoooo....Nyaaaao!!!"
"Hey Wolfwood, is she alright?" Vash looked over at us.
'Wolfwood' nodded. "She seems to be. What's your name, honey?"
I looked up at him. "Eden."
"Well, Eden. It looks like your uncle has left you here..."
"Unca Lega is gone...Daddy'll be mad!" I stated. "What's your name?"
He smiled. "Call me Wolfwood. And these are my friends, Vash and Meryl and Millie."
"Hi!" I waved to them. Zipping up my pack, I stood up and looked around. "What do I do now? Unca Lega and Unca Middie are gone."
The tall brunette came over. "Well, do you want to come with us?"
I looked at her. "But...will Unca Legato be mad?"
"No, I don't think so," Wolfwood reassured me.
I thought a moment. "Can my kitties come too?"
"Sure! The more the merrier." He nodded.
"Okay. Well, where were you supposed to be going?"
"We're going to December City."
"That sounds like fun. Just as long as you're not traveling by thomases...they make me sick."
He laughed. "We're not."
Vash looked at me. "Well, we better be going. We don't wanna be around here when your uncles come back!"
"Okay!" I said, and smiled at him.
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Well, what do you think? More later! Please R&R!
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Legato growled deep in his throat. This small girl was annoying him greatly. "Stop. Singing."
The little blonde girl looked up at him in the middle of "The Itsy-Bitsy Spider". "But Unca Lega, I like that song!"
"Can you atleast sing another one?"
"I don't know any other songs."
"What about the song that never ends?" Midvalley evilly suggested, grinning. "You all know how much we love that song, Eden."
"Okay! This is the song that never ends..." She started to sing the song, romping about the Geoplant.
'Midvalley,' Legato mentally growled.
'What?' The saxist replied, thinking. 'You can't do anything to her, she's Master Knives' daughter after all..'
'Don't remind me.'
'What? You don't like being Unca Lega?'
'No.'
The other man started to chuckle. Eden went on chasing after a small white butterfly, oblivious.
She was Knive's daughter, amazingly half-human. Her mother had died in birth, leaving Knives to raise the half-Plant. She had her father's haircolor, but her mother's dark blue eyes.
Legato had been appointed her babysitter, along with Midvalley. It was an easy job, for Midvalley atleast. He had always liked small children, and often was seen playing dolls or dressup with Eden. Legato didn't like being called Unce Lega, especially by her singsong voice. She was always very well-behaved, for a child who acted and looked like a four-year-old. She was in reality only about two, but grew twice as rapidly as a normal human.
"Unce Lega!!" Eden yelled. "What's this?"
He got up from his lawnchair, sighing. "What is what, Eden?"
She pointed at something. "That!"
Upon coming closer, Legato realized it was a pair of small kittens. They were barely alive, not much more than two small grey and white flesh sacks.
"Those are called cats, Eden. It looks like they're dying." He stood by the small child.
"D-Dying?"
"Yes, their lives will end soon." He smiled subconsciously.
She bent down to pet them. "I want to help them, Unca."
He blinked. "I don't think we can, Eden."
She picked them up gently. "Daddy can. He can do anything."
Midvalley came over. "Whatcha got there, Eden?"
"Cats! They're dying...I wanna help them, Unca Middie."
He smiled. "Well let's see what we can do."
They started to walk back towards the tall two-story mansion that her father had her and her guardians stayed at. Knives was there now in his Plant, healing from a nasty cold.
"Daaaaaaaaaadddddyyyyy!!!" Eden yelled. "Daaaaaaaddddddy!!!"
Knives frowned and exited his Plant Room. "What is it, Eden?"
She ran to the door of his room. "I found some cats and they're really sick...Daddy, I want you to help them."
He looked at Legato and Midvalley. "Where did you find these cats, Sweetie?"
"At the GeoPlant area, Daddy...Hurry, you gotta help them!"
"Okay, okay, come on." He led her to his workroom, where he took the kittens and laid them on the table.
She scrambled up in the chair to watch, wide-eyed. "Can you help them?"
He looked at them. "I think I maybe can."
"Okay."
Slowly, he checked each pulse. They were very weak, very emaciated. Getting his supplies, he quickly went to work on them.
Something had changed him since he had been with his daughter. He couldn't ever say no to her, he loved her. He truly loved her. And she loved him back, she would always be there. She had a grand thirst for knowledge, and loved all types of creatures. Even the ugliest thomas would not be looked over by Eden's watchful eye.
Her name, Eden, had been inspired by Rem. Even though he hated the woman who had poisoned his brother's mind, he had promised her. He promised her that he would create an Eden on this planet, and he had. It wasn't exactly the Eden he had in mind, but she was close enough to perfect.
"Legato, go get two bowls and some warm milk," He commanded. Immediately the telepath was off.
"Daddy, do all cats look like this?"
He smiled at Eden. "No, they come in all sorts of colors. And these are just baby ones, called kittens."
"Kittens?"
"Uh-huh. Baby kittens need alot of attention, especially these since they're so sick."
Finally he was finished. The bandages covered small cuts, and sores. Now all they needed was some tender loving care from his daughter and a little food, and they would be all better.
Legato came back with the milk. The kittens roused a little to lap some of the milk up, slowly.
"Can I keep them, Daddy?" Eden asked.
"Of course you can, Eden. But I think they should stay in here so that we can make sure that they get their strength back." Knives smiled gently, and picked up the kittens and bowls.
"Okay."
Soon the kittens were in a small box lined with towels, lapping up the milk. Eden sat there and watched them, smiling and stroking them gently. When they were alseep, she refused to move from their side. She even ate her lunch, a grilled cheese sandwich by them.
"Soo..on the first evening of pebble..from somewhere out of nowhere drops upon the dreaming wooorld.." She sang to them.
Knives caught his breath. "Eden, sweetness, where did you hear that song?"
"I heard it on the radio. I like it, it's pretty."
"Oh..okay."
It was the song that Rem always sang. Knives left Eden to eat her lunch with the kittens, mind racing.
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Vash was smiling, sitting in the backseat of an old beat up car.
"What are you grinning about?" Meryl demanded.
He chuckled. "Nothing."
"You look like a kid you just did something wrong, Mr. Vash," Millie commented. "Why are you so happy?"
"It's a friend of mine's birthday today," He replied. Of course he meant Rem, whose birthday really was today.
"Oh."
Then he began to sing softly the song she was always humming or singing.
Wolfwood looked at him in the mirror. "What song is that?"
"It's an old one, called Sound Life."
"Oh. It sounds familiar."
Meryl looked at Vash. "Yeah it does..."
"It's been on the radio lately. It was my friend's favorite."
"Hmm," She replied. "How far to December City, Wolfwood?"
He looked at the map on the dashboard. "Another day, probably."
"Oh great..."
Millie smiled. "And then we can finally rest for a while!"
"Hey, where's the next town? I'm getting kinda hungry," Meryl asked.
Another look at the map. "About a half-hour."
"Ooh, can we get donuts?" Vash inquired.
"NO!" Everyone else answered in unison.
"Sheesh!"
The car ride went uneventfully for the next half hour. As Wolfwood predicted, they found the small town and a diner to eat lunch in.
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(A/N: This is from Eden's POV)
I spun around on the barstool. "Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"
"Eden, please stop." Unce Legato looked at me.
I grabbed onto the bar, giggling. "Oooookay...."
"Here you are, miss." The waited placed a plate in front of me. I thanked him and started to eat my hamburger.
Unca Middie was playing in the background. I loved listening to him play his saxaphone, which he often did. There wasn't anyone else in the little resteraunt, except for the waiter.
"So where else would you like to go on your birthday, Eden?" Lega was still looking at me. "Just keep in mind we have to be back at the house by dinnertime."
I thought for a moment. "I wanna......" I took a bite of hamburger. "I donno what I wanna do."
He sighed, and mumbled something. The door swung open as I swallowed, and four people entered. The two in front, a tall blonde man dressed in red and another tall man with dark hair, stopped.
"Jesus Christ," I heard Unca Lega mutter. "What are you doing here?"
The blonde man glared at him. "What are you doing here, Legato?"
"That's none of your business."
I tugged at Lega's jacket sleeve. "Who's he, Unca?"
"Not now, Eden," He hissed.
The blonde man looked at me. "What, you're down to kidnapping small children, Legato?"
I could hear Midvalley laughing behind us. "Legato kidnapping Eden?! Yeah, the day that Knives tells everyone he's a hippie!"
"Are you another Gung-Ho Gun?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm Midvalley the Hornfreak, the eleventh."
I tugged at Lega's sleeve again. "Who're they?"
"Later, Eden."
"So what are you doing now, Legato?" The blonde man still glared at him.
"I am taking this child out for her birthday. I have no intentions of ridding this putrid and pathetic world of any more spider scum today." My blue-haired guardian replied.
"Yeah right, Legato."
"So, you do not believe me, Vash the Stampede?"
I recognized that name, but very vaguely. "Unca Lega, who are they?" I asked impatiently.
"Not. Now. Eden."
My babysitter stood up. "If you do not believe me, ask the child herself."
I hopped down too. "Ask what child?"
"You."
"Oh."
The blonde man looked at me. "Who's kid is that?"
"None of your concern."
Midvalley stepped off the stage and stood beside me. "We don't want any trouble right now, contrary to popular belief. Now if you would just be so nice as to hop in your little car and drive past this little town."
A tall brown haired woman piped up from the back, "But we came here for pudding and we're not leaving until we get it!!"
"You can get...pudding...in the next town."
"BUT I WANT IT HERE!" She yelled.
"WELL YOU AIN'T GONNA GET IT HERE CAUSE YOU'RE LEAVING!!"
After that everything exploded into a heating yelling match. I looked to the floor about two feet in front of Unca Lega, and froze in terror. There was a huge, fuzzy black spider crawling slowly towards us.
"U-Unca Legato!!!" I said, tugging furiously at his sleeve. He paid me no heed.
The spider crawled steadily nearer.
"Unca Legato! Unca Legato!!" I repeated, in terror.
The spider started to crawl on his boot.
There was a lull in the shouted conversation. I took the opportunity to yell at Unca Legato.
"UNCLE LEGATO THERE'S A HUGE SPIDER ON YOUR SHOE!!!"
He blinked slowly, looked at me, and then looked down. "So there is. Pity." Then he shook it off and squished it.
"Did she just say 'Uncle Legato'??" Vash asked.
"Yes, she did."
"Why?"
"Because that is what she has always called me."
"You two don't look like you're related."
"She calls me that because she wants to."
And again the argument flared up. I sighed, and climbed back up to the barstool to finish my meal.
"Hmmm......what do I want to do today?" I asked myself out loud. "So many things to do!"
Suddenly there was a big BLAM! and everyone got down. The man dressed in black whose name I didn't know leapt and covered me with himself protectively. More BLAM!'s followed, as I screamed and covered my head.
The dust settled. The waiter had been hit and was knocked out on the bar, his shoulder pouring blood. The other bullets had buried themselves into walls, beer bottles, and barstools. Three men walked in, laughing.
"Hey! I think we got him!" They bent over the blonde man. "We got Vash the Stampede!"
The man who had saved me looked at the barstool I had been sitting on. It was covered in holes. "Are you alright?"
I nodded teary-eyed and shaking. I had always been terribly gunshy. "Where's Unca Lega?" He was nowhere to be seen. Midvalley wasn't even there, much less his saxaphone called Sylvia.
Vash got up. "Now, why did ya have to go and do that, friend?"
The men raised their guns. "Because you're Vash the Stampede and..and...well, you're Vash the Stampede!"
"But look; you hit one of your own!" He pointed to the waiter.
"He ain't hurt bad, he'll recover."
"Whatever."
Again the guns were raised. But this time, sticking out of the barrels were flowers from a vase on one of the tables. "What the-"
"Now let's just leave it at that, huh?" Vash quickly removed his gun from the holster and proceeded to whack the three gunmen unconscious.
I took off my small pack and looked inside. "Are you two alright, Noel and Holly?"
The kittens inside mewed an okay, and peeked up. "Nyaaaaoooo....Nyaaaao!!!"
"Hey Wolfwood, is she alright?" Vash looked over at us.
'Wolfwood' nodded. "She seems to be. What's your name, honey?"
I looked up at him. "Eden."
"Well, Eden. It looks like your uncle has left you here..."
"Unca Lega is gone...Daddy'll be mad!" I stated. "What's your name?"
He smiled. "Call me Wolfwood. And these are my friends, Vash and Meryl and Millie."
"Hi!" I waved to them. Zipping up my pack, I stood up and looked around. "What do I do now? Unca Lega and Unca Middie are gone."
The tall brunette came over. "Well, do you want to come with us?"
I looked at her. "But...will Unca Legato be mad?"
"No, I don't think so," Wolfwood reassured me.
I thought a moment. "Can my kitties come too?"
"Sure! The more the merrier." He nodded.
"Okay. Well, where were you supposed to be going?"
"We're going to December City."
"That sounds like fun. Just as long as you're not traveling by thomases...they make me sick."
He laughed. "We're not."
Vash looked at me. "Well, we better be going. We don't wanna be around here when your uncles come back!"
"Okay!" I said, and smiled at him.
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Well, what do you think? More later! Please R&R!