Tritip
Disclaimer: I do not own Trigun. Yasuhiro Nightow does. He must be a friggin' millionaire.
A/N: This is dedicated to Applebee's and their Steak Stampede Special. Steak-ah da Stampede. Steak-ah da Stampeeeeeeeeede!
Chapter 1: Entrepreneurs
One night Needle Noggin and Preacher Man were sitting around drinking. Y'know, like they always do. Wolfwood was thinking of ideas to get money money for the orphanage.
Nick: I wish I could think of something.
Vash: Huh? [takes a swig] Something for what?
Nick: I wish I had an ongoing source of income for the orphanage. It's a real pain to go out and look for money. Pass the bottle will ya?
Vash: Ongoing source....like some sort og franchise.
Nick: Hey, that's not a bad idea, Needle Noggin!
Vash: What?! I was just joking!
Nick: It's a great idea. We could open a resturant.
Vash: Wolfwood.....I think you've been smoking a lot more than just cigarettes.
Nick: Think about it for a second. We could open a steakhouse.
Vash: I like steak.
Nick: Imagine. You can have your steak cooked by Vash the Stampede.
Vash: People would come for iles!
Nick: We could call it the Stampede Steakhouse.
Vash: Nice name!
Nick: Come to the Stampede Steakhouse and have your steak grilled to perfection by the Humanoid Typhoon himself, Vash the Stampede!
Vash: It's brilliant! If we put our money together we can buy some old place and fix it up.
Nick: Then it's settled. For love...
Vash: ...and for steak!