With a crashing of glass, a man wearing an off white button-up shirt, brown pants, and braces, collided with Vash. Vash lay peculiarly beneath the fellow that landed on him, with his arms and legs bent in a struggling fashion and his fingers curled from pain or shock. He lay that way for a second or two before crawling out and getting back up. He picked the guy up by his shoulders and set him on his feet. Looking gravely serious, Vash held the man in place as he stared nose-to-nose into his eyes. Then he broke eye contact, fell to his knees, and turning to the Doctor said, "That really hurt."
The Doctor sighed. He could almost feel the sweat drop appearing on his temple. What was Vash? He knew the part about being a Plant, but that didn't explain the personality. Vash's demeanor was as unpredictable as the weather. He could be crazy and fun-loving one minute to somber and purposeful the next and back again another.
The door of the building that the stranger had come crashing out from, bust from its hinges and landed on the ground next to Vash and the man. In the doorway stood a large muscle-bound man, wearing only a pair of black pants and boots. He had long, curly, red hair that fell just behind his shoulders. His body was covered in scars and tattoos. Covering the distance between the house and Vash in a few strides, the giant approached the first guy and grabbed him around the neck with one hand. The small man kicked and struggled as he was lifted into the air by his throat.
"Hold!" called a voice from the building and the giant froze dangling the other guy from his hand.
Soon, another person stepped into the doorway. A tall woman who also had curly, red hair under a black ten-gallon hat. As she walked gracefully across the courtyard, her long waistcoat billowing behind her, the large man didn't move a muscle.
When she reached where the four men were gathered she said, "Tell yer brother, the next time Ah see 'im 'ill be the last day 'e sees 'less he returns tah me what's mine."
The woman began to walk away, then turned back and shouted, "Release! Come!"
The giant dropped the small man and turned on the spot to follow the woman. They both climbed into a four-door sedan shaped like two metal boxes, a small one stacked on top of a larger one. Taking the driver's seat which was on the left side, the giant sat hunched over and waited for the woman to get in before turning over the engine and speeding off. The Doctor was impressed the roof of the vehicle didn't have a protrusion bulging from the top from the size of the man.
The small man stood, still coughing from having his throat constricted, and brushed himself off, "Thanks a ton fer yer help. Jest standen' there wicher maws all open. Iffin yer gonna cower, there ain't no reason tah be starin'," then walked back to the house he had been thrown out of.
"Who is he calling a coward?" the Doctor grumbled, "I fought in the war," and turned to Vash, but Vash had disappeared. Looking around he saw the yellow headed Plant already knocking on the wall of the house with the broken window and door.
"Hey mister! I think you owe me a meal," Vash shouted through the doorway.
The Doctor crossed the courtyard as the man approached the door.
"Whatcha mean Ah owe ya a meal?"
"You landed on me."
"'S that all?"
"You landed on me. And it hurt. It hurt really bad, mister," Vash said with tears flowing down his cheeks.
"What? Y'all can git yer own food seein's ya don' mind watchin' a feller choke," the guy said and turned back inside.
Vash wasn't going to let him go that easy and threw himself at the man's feet, "But it really hurt, mister," he cried flailing around while holding firmly to one of the man's legs, "I was so scared and hurt and–"
"All right," the man screamed, "Ah'll git y'all some dammed food."
Vash hopped to his feet and looked at the man with hearts in his eyes and a glow on his cheeks, "You mean it mister, really?" then he fell back onto the man's leg crying, "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you."
"Aaargh! Jest let go o' me!"