"Spoons." Vash said, with a perfectly straight face, if he said so himself. There was a beat of silence, even the newly born plant in his arms seemed to cease its wailing to judge him for the choice of name.
"I think its wonderful!" Milly smiled and clapped her hands together, and he bit his lip to hide a smile. Good old Milly. Meryl stared at him before turning on her heel, and marching off back towards the town center. Wolfwood crushed his cigarette beneath his foot before approaching him slowly.
Menacingly.
Vash took a step back, but it was too late, Wolfwood snatched Spoons out of his arms before turning around to follow Meryl back towards town.
"NO SPOONS!"
"You have lost all child privileges, needlenogin."