Vash, now with his new berret walked down the grand stair case, and walked in to the kitchen. The room was bright and airy, it had hard wood flooring with cabinets that were lighter in color than the dark floor, the counters were a dark black with slight flecks of silver in them. With the kitchen of tin one of the corners of the room behind a breakfast bar that went diagonally across the large room, and on the other side of the bar was the table, Lilli had set out an amazing breakfast of croissants , cheese, hot chocolate, and omelets .
"Well little one, this look amazing!"
"Dhank you Big Brouder!"
As they ate they talked about the up coming picnic, and ball. He complemented her on the craft of the berret and how each one is better than the last. She couldn't stop talking about how nice it will be to see Roderich and Hungary again, every time she said his name he felt as if he was being stabbed in the heart, but he kept a strait face for her.
After breakfast he left Lilli to her gardening while her went down to his gin rage he pulled out his favorite gun, it was the fist gun he was given, a Glock, from Austria, he treasured the gun like no other, not only had the an that he loved given it to him, it was given to him before they had started to split apart from each other, before Austria got together with Prussia, and before he married Spain, and then Hungary. Austria probably forgot he had given Vash the gun.
He brought the target mount forward and placed a plain target on it, it was just your standard orange fake body target, he flipped the switch to send it back. He took shot, after shot, pretending that the figure was that of fist Hungary, then Prussia, and finally Spain.
"B-Broder?" asked a hesitant and scared voice.
"WHAT!?" Vash turned around sharply forgetting himself in his rage. Tears were steaming down Lilli's face from being yelled at, Vash's face fell.
"m-mien gott, Lilli...I-I'm so sorry, I dident think, well I wasn't thinking and thats the problem." he walked close to her fast and rapped her into a tight embrace, holding her, and petting her hair until she stopped crying.
"im sorry Lilli I just got so rapped up in my shooting, that I-I I dont know little one..."
"Its ok Big Broder" she said as she wiped the tears from her face."Can we go have our picnic now?"
"isn't it a touch early for lunch little one?"
"No Broder, its already past noon! You've been shooting for hours now..."
"Oa? Have I really, well then to the picnic we go."