Disclaimer. Neither Miss Silly Goose nor Miss Anthrope own Trigun, grateful though they may be for it's existence.
Having said these things, Miss Silly Goose and Miss Anthrope now proudly present:
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The Reformation Of Knives.
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Prologue. "What? Wait! I'm not dead!"
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"Well praise The Lord! I'm alive" exclaimed Wolfwood. Through semi-bleary eyes he
caught sight of a familiar figure's red jacket.
"Huh...uh...Vash! Hey Vash" He mumbled. Vash murmured tragically with a snivel
"Goodbye Wolfwood, my friend."
"What?! Wait!...Stupid...m not...dead." Wolfwood trailed off and fainted from exertion
and loss of blood.
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About two weeks later:
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Vash and Knives perspired violently as they prepared for death with each prime of the
other's gun. Little did they know that they were being observed very closely by...yes...a very alive
Wolfwood...well a slightly alive Wolfwood. He actually had not completely recovered from his
near death experience, especially considering the town they had left him in was entirely
unpopulated. "Only by God's grace." Wolfwood said to himself very meaningfully as he took a
drink of water. "Man, it's hot out here."
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Vash was down , things looked bad. There was a glint to the right. Wolfwood's eyes
widened "Wha'...Oh come on you stupid needle noggin, it's right next to you!" he yelled in
exasperation. Vash looked to his right and smiled. The duel was won. Wolfwood smiled in relief.
Vash threw the form of Knives over his shoulder, and tossed aside his determination, his
goal now accomplished. He looked very pleased and turned to walk away.
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"What?!" Exclaimed Wolfwood "Hey! Vash! Where're you going?!" Wolfwood watched them
fade into the distance. He began grumbling to himself as he went about digging his cross out of
the sand.
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Okay, prologue's not that great. The rest is much better. I've been editing, which is a little bit of a challenge with spaces
and symbols not staying where you put them. So keep reading and send a nice review if it's in your heart to do so.
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