NOTE: I OWN NOTHING FROM THE ANIME TRIGUN, MANGA TRIGUN OR MANGA TRIGUN MAXIMUM. I DO OWN ALL OC'S IN THIS FAN FICTION THOUGH, AND INVENTIONS.
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The Nightmare And Comrade:
Recovery And Some Years Earlier
-By: Phantom Syren-
Chapter 1
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"I just don't understand how a woman like you can put up with a child Millie," Meryl said as she set a few things down on a nearby table.
With bright blue eyes, Millie looked to Meryl, and smiled. "Why, it's quite easy semipal! All you gotta do is change nasty diapers and make sure that babies are clean and smell good and…" the woman was raving on as she held a squirming baby in her arms. Meryl couldn't help but hang her head as her friend went on. "And well, after a few months of doing that, it seems like nothing."
Meryl couldn't help but grin as she looked to her friend now. "Well, you keep that up. As long as it doesn't slow us down, I'm fine with it." Millie's cheery face went to a monotone one.
"I don't think you should worry about me being the one to slow us down," she said as she held a bottle to the little boy's mouth, for him to suck on the nipple to draw the water.
"Mister Vash has been trying to tame that brother of his for more then a year. Knives is just like Vash: unwilling to accept change." Millie looked to the closed door at the very end of the hall, where all the humans of the planet Gunsmoke's nightmare lingered. Most likely tied to the wall like a dog, and sleeping like one. "And to think he had Nicholas killed," she muttered as she looked down at the child in her arms, which happily sucked on the nipple of his bottle. "Now little Junior will never see his father," she muttered as she closed her eyes.
"You shouldn't think about him Millie," Meryl said as she looked down into a cup of tea. "It's hard for all of us," she said looking to the baby, "Even for those that never knew him."
Millie looked to Meryl. "You are absolutely right," she said, her eyes a bit big from her holding back tears. She gave a sigh as she stood, leaving the baby to sit on his own. She looked at Meryl again. "Now that I think of it, where did Mister Vash go?"
Meryl gave a grin as she looked down and her face felt hot. "He said that he was going to go and pick something up at the..." she stopped. She didn't want to admit it. She just wanted to forget that anything had ever happened between her and that broom head.
"What," Millie asked as she gave a worried look at her friend.
Meryl bit her bottom lip. "He said flowers, but I know he's going in a different direction."
"And what direction might that be Meryl?"
Meryl bit her bottom lip again. "To go get a test," she answered as she looked at Millie.
"What kind of test?" Millie seemed clueless.
"A... pregnancy test," the little woman answered.
"Dose Vash think he's pregnant?! Oh! Meryl! How could you do that to him," the tall women snapped.
Meryl shot Millie a glare. "How can I get him pregnant when he's the one with all the little army men that gotta invade a women's body!?" Meryl narrowed her eyes a bit, then looked out the window. "Seriously, Millie, you have got to pay more attention. He caught me throwing up one morning outside and I don't know if he's worried or happy. Any other way, he's gonna try and get me to piss on the end of a stick." Meryl narrowed her eyes a bit at the blonde man that was walking up to the small house. Her attention was soon drawn back to Millie, who was now holding her baby in her arms.
"Oh how wonderful! Now little Junior will have someone to play with!" Millie sounded overjoyed. "They'll be best friends to the end!" She was nearly cheering and the same for the baby in her arms.
There was a heavy knock on the door. He had a big arm full of red and white flowers in one arm. He had long since gotten rid of the red coat, and now walked about in a pair of overalls and a white shirt. His hair had gotten longer, about reaching his shoulders and he sprouted some whiskers upon his chin. Meryl found them both annoying.
Meryl, who showed a small frown, greeted him. "I thought you went to pick up that one thing," she said, opening the door all the way for him.
He beamed down at her. "So you do want to know," he teased as he set the flowers down on the table.
"No," she pouted as she closed the door. When she turned around, Vash promptly handed her a pink box, and pointed to the bathroom. When she narrowed her eyes, and then glared at him, he stuck out his bottom lip and pouted like a child.
"Pplleeaassee," he pleaded as he clasped her hand in his. He saw her face flush.
"All right Vash," she said as she walked into the bathroom, but stopped half way, and looked back at him. "This isn't the only one you bought is it?" She held up the pink box as she said this.
Vash grinned and pulled from a bag two more pink boxes. "Just in case," he said as he set them out on the table. "And different brands."
"You're happy that you're doing this to me," she accused as she slammed the door in his face.
Vash gave a frown, and scratched the back on his neck. "I'm only happy to know that there's gonna be a new life brought into the world, maybe," he muttered as he sat down and waited for Meryl to come out of the bathroom. "Come to think of it, that went a bit smoother then what I thought on how she would act." He gave a sigh, and looked to his brother's room, but then got up and set the white flowers in a vase. He also put the red flowers in a vase, but took them to his brother's room.
Knives was lying in the bed. His eyes closed and the curtains drawn. Vash went to the end table and set the flowers there. He also picked up the vase of flowers Knives had knocked over onto the floor, and threw them out. He came back to Knives, and said to him, "Remember Rem's favorite flower? It was a red one, Knives. Maybe this color better fits you," Vash said as he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Vash then heard a crash as Knives promptly knocked the flowers and vase over and onto the floor. Vash did nothing as he sat down in a chair and waited for Meryl to come out of the bathroom.