Comments: odd thing written. Trigun not mine. Sorry for any OOC, My first
trigun ficcy. On with the show!!
The Past is Never Gone
Vash the stampede sat thinking. Now strange things happen with doughnut boy thinks, no argument there. Now, Spot is a very strange person, and having the sound of life stuck in his head, well, you would be strange too. Fortunately, or unfortunately, as you chose to see it, he was thinking seriously. Well, as seriously as he could, and just to make matters worst, it was about his twin.
So he sits, thinking of the past, humming the sound of life, all the while chewing on doughnuts. Wondering thoughts can move to odd places, and for some reason, first Steve, in all of his infamy moved threw his mind, what he would say, how he would act. He squeezed the doughnut in his hand tightly. Too bad it was jelly filled. He got the red jelly all over his hands. Then his thoughts turned to Knives. Now why? Well there are two possible reasons. One of them is that if they didn't, then there would be no fic, the other is that maybe some thing about how they spoke seemed similar. He closed his eyes in concentration. Well thinking for the human typhoon was hard enough, but thinking hard, was well. lets not get into it nee? //"They are little monsters! They should be killed while they're little before they can get to us." "The spiders have to die so that we butterflies can live. All of the spiders have to die for the butterflies to be safe." "How can you stand to eat at the same table as those creatures?" // Those memories flashed by his eyes. His hand opened, the remains of the doughnut falling to the table. Well, what didn't stick to his hands. Memories, voices, people saying things. "So much hate. between two that saw the same." He said softly. He closed his eyes. //Steve and Knives, thinking alike, neither would like to hear that. // He sweat dropped as he though what would happen if he told either. //Steve did some terrible things. the same things that Knives is doing to humans. Things that Knives is doing to Legato but Knives never loved Steve. Right.?// The $$60 billion double dollars eyes widened as a shiver worked it's way threw his scarred body. //If Knives loved Steve, or if Knives just idolized Steve, even if it was with out him realizing it the hurt he must have felt. // ~Brother, I'm coming, I want to ask you things, I want to talk to you. Even if I have to shoot you before I can talk to you. I will get you to listen. No matter what. ~ He stood paying for the doughnuts and drink. He left silently, humming the sound of life, off to tell Wolfwood, and then to find his twin, and maybe save some souls.
Fins
I might continue it, and as for, why does Vash know what knives is doing? The Plant line. A strong connection. I might contiue it if it is liked enough. giggles evilly well, until next time, this is Mako.
The Past is Never Gone
Vash the stampede sat thinking. Now strange things happen with doughnut boy thinks, no argument there. Now, Spot is a very strange person, and having the sound of life stuck in his head, well, you would be strange too. Fortunately, or unfortunately, as you chose to see it, he was thinking seriously. Well, as seriously as he could, and just to make matters worst, it was about his twin.
So he sits, thinking of the past, humming the sound of life, all the while chewing on doughnuts. Wondering thoughts can move to odd places, and for some reason, first Steve, in all of his infamy moved threw his mind, what he would say, how he would act. He squeezed the doughnut in his hand tightly. Too bad it was jelly filled. He got the red jelly all over his hands. Then his thoughts turned to Knives. Now why? Well there are two possible reasons. One of them is that if they didn't, then there would be no fic, the other is that maybe some thing about how they spoke seemed similar. He closed his eyes in concentration. Well thinking for the human typhoon was hard enough, but thinking hard, was well. lets not get into it nee? //"They are little monsters! They should be killed while they're little before they can get to us." "The spiders have to die so that we butterflies can live. All of the spiders have to die for the butterflies to be safe." "How can you stand to eat at the same table as those creatures?" // Those memories flashed by his eyes. His hand opened, the remains of the doughnut falling to the table. Well, what didn't stick to his hands. Memories, voices, people saying things. "So much hate. between two that saw the same." He said softly. He closed his eyes. //Steve and Knives, thinking alike, neither would like to hear that. // He sweat dropped as he though what would happen if he told either. //Steve did some terrible things. the same things that Knives is doing to humans. Things that Knives is doing to Legato but Knives never loved Steve. Right.?// The $$60 billion double dollars eyes widened as a shiver worked it's way threw his scarred body. //If Knives loved Steve, or if Knives just idolized Steve, even if it was with out him realizing it the hurt he must have felt. // ~Brother, I'm coming, I want to ask you things, I want to talk to you. Even if I have to shoot you before I can talk to you. I will get you to listen. No matter what. ~ He stood paying for the doughnuts and drink. He left silently, humming the sound of life, off to tell Wolfwood, and then to find his twin, and maybe save some souls.
Fins
I might continue it, and as for, why does Vash know what knives is doing? The Plant line. A strong connection. I might contiue it if it is liked enough. giggles evilly well, until next time, this is Mako.