Chapter 2
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There was a scream from the bathroom, and Vash was on his feet. Before he even knew it, he was at the bathroom door. He was met by Meryl, who rushed out of the bathroom, to one of the other two boxes, snatched one up in her small hands and ran back to the bathroom, where she slammed the door in Vash's face again, but this time hitting him. He gave a yelp as he jumped back like a stiff board, and Millie ran up to him.
"Gee Vash! Quit making her scream her head off," she said as she glared at him with her bright blue eyes. "She already has enough on her plate!"
Vash shook his head, as he rubbed his nose a bit. "No, no, no! I don't know what's the matter with her! I swear I didn't do a thing," he pleaded to Millie.
Millie gave a huff and crossed her arms. "Well, the both of you try and keep it down. I just put Junior down for his nap," she said as she walked off to watch the deceased Wolfwood's child.
Vash gave a frown but leaned up against the stone wall as he waited for Meryl to come out of the bathroom again.
After a few more minutes of waiting, Meryl emerged from the bathroom, in a concentrating state. Vash watched her with his settling aqua eyes on her as she paced.
She then looked at him, her violet eyes having that 'down to business' feeling to them.
"So, Mister Vash The Stampede," she addressed him. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
At this point, Vash appeared clueless. "What do ya mean," he asked.
"YOU GOT ME ALL WORKED UP WHEN I ALREADY KNEW WHAT THE OUTCOME WAS GOING TO BE!" Vash cringed and tried to take a few steps back as she snapped this, but ran his back into the stone wall. Millie came into the room, her eyes narrowed. "I'M NOT SURE IF I'M HAPPY ABOUT THIS OR DOWN-RIGHT-MAD!"
"Will you be quite!" Millie snapped as the baby in the other room started to cry. The two looked at her. Millie's eyes were narrowed as she spoke. "I thought that a baby was to bring joy and a stronger bond between the two parents! Not yelling and screaming! Now, if you two are going to act like teenagers and small children, fighting over a toy then
I'll!... I'll!..." the tall women was caught for a second, her frustration showing. "Then, then I'll put you both in different timeout places!" Millie, knowing who the father of her child was, had planned out a series of lessons and timeout places for the child. She knew that little Nicholas was going to be a hand full when he got older. "Now the both of you get along and be quite so that I can put little Junior asleep," she said, giving warning glances at the two and then disappearing again.
Meryl looked down to her feet. "But Millie, no one has seen the tests except me," she said. Then as quick as a bullet, the baby was quite and Millie was standing next to her, peaking over the short women's shoulder.
"Is it a boy? Or a girl," Millie asked as her eyes lit up, little Junior chewing on a toy as he sat on Millie's shoulders, Millie gripping his ankles.
Meryl gave Millie a questionable look. Vash also did the same thing. "Didn't you just yell at us a few minutes ago about bonding and babies?" he asked, displaying another clueless expression. Meryl shot Vash a grin and turned around to face Millie.
Meryl whispered something in the tall women's ear, and after a few moments, Millie looked sad. Meryl then turned to Vash, approached him, and looked up into his eyes. "I'm going to kill you when this is all over," she said and grinned as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him full on the lips. His eyes went wide and questionable.
Millie then asked, as her sad expression turned to an overjoyed one, "Aren't you happy Junior!?" She tossed Junior up a bit. "Mister Vash gonna be a daddy, and you're gonna have a best friend!"