The Adventures of Chibi Vash
By: Topothegreat
Adventure #4: Just Checking
This day was not a beautiful day. No. This day was a scorcher. The sun was out trying it's best to burn everything to a crisp as rowdy teenagers cooked eggs on the burning sidewalk. Our hero, as strong and brave as he may be, was unable to withstand the heat. He lay in his dark apartment in nothing but navy trunks sweating to death on his living room floor. "I'm gonna sweat to death on my living room floor and no one will ever find me..." Vash stated bluntly. The clock on the wall, which never had the right time, ticked away the long minutes as the sun grew brighter and brighter. "I'm so thirsty..." Vash said hoarsly swallowing to ease his dry throat. He pushed down with his hands and finally made it to his feet steadying himself against the wall. He slowly made his way to the kitchen where he found a glass to drink out of. He stumbled to the sink and turned the water on. "What the?" Sadly, no water came from the spout. He stared. A knock came from his front door.
"Hey, Vash! The city's having a bit of trouble with this drought. They say we won't have water for another couple of hours!" Vash's landlord shouted through his door. Vash wheezed and fell to the floor.
"Ah man...I can't die here." He pulled himself up once again and walked to the refridgerator. "There has to be something here..." He pulled open the door and searched inside. Nothing but peanut butter and pickles, both of which were down to the bottom of their containers. Vash took a deep breath and picked up the pickle jar. He unscrewed the lid and carefully tilted it over his mouth. A pickle came flying out and bounced off his head and onto the floor. But the prize was but one drop of juice which evaporated before reaching his tongue. He let the jar fall to the floor to join it's friend and walked back into the living room. "Maybe if I take a nap...I won't be so thirsty..." Vash fell onto his couch and closed his eyes tightly trying to ignore his parched throat.
He fell asleep but started to wake when a burning sensation started on his arm. He opened his heavy eyes and looked at his arm. The afternoon sun had crept in and was now burning a hole in his arm. Vash's eyes popped out. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!!" He jumped up and swung his arm around trying to deaden the pain. "Why did they have to make the sun so hot?! Why couldn't they just use a big light bulb?!" He sat down hard on the floor and glared at the sun rays. "Back, evil. Begone!" He shouted. "I said begone!" Vash grabbed the broom that was leaning up against the wall and began to beat the floor vigorously where the sun touched it. "Never! Neeeeeeeever!!!" The broom suddenly burst into flames. "AAAAAAAAAAAah!" Vash ran back and forth in his living room waving is home-made torch. He stopped, looked left and right, then darted to the door. He swung it open and tossed the broom outside.
An hour later he was again laying on the living room floor. "If I don't do something...I will die here... In a room as poorly decorated as this...." His head turned, as if called to do so, to the one room that could save his life. He pulled himself up onto his hands and knees and began to slowly crawl towards the door. Once inside he saw, just a few feet away, a pool of life giving water. He crawled unsteadily to the pool and dipped his head in. All at once he felt his strength returning. Cool life giving water...
"Hey! Hey, Vash! Where are ya?" The landlord walked into Vash's open door and into his empty living room. Seeing a door open to his right he walked in and found his tenant with his head in the toilette bowl. "Um...The water's back on."
~Next time on The Chibi Adventures of Vash~
Topo: Huh?
Vash: What?
Topo: _
Vash: _
Tune in next time for Adventure #5: ...
---Note from the "author"--- O_O wha? who? Who are you people?! Get outta my house!
By: Topothegreat
Adventure #4: Just Checking
This day was not a beautiful day. No. This day was a scorcher. The sun was out trying it's best to burn everything to a crisp as rowdy teenagers cooked eggs on the burning sidewalk. Our hero, as strong and brave as he may be, was unable to withstand the heat. He lay in his dark apartment in nothing but navy trunks sweating to death on his living room floor. "I'm gonna sweat to death on my living room floor and no one will ever find me..." Vash stated bluntly. The clock on the wall, which never had the right time, ticked away the long minutes as the sun grew brighter and brighter. "I'm so thirsty..." Vash said hoarsly swallowing to ease his dry throat. He pushed down with his hands and finally made it to his feet steadying himself against the wall. He slowly made his way to the kitchen where he found a glass to drink out of. He stumbled to the sink and turned the water on. "What the?" Sadly, no water came from the spout. He stared. A knock came from his front door.
"Hey, Vash! The city's having a bit of trouble with this drought. They say we won't have water for another couple of hours!" Vash's landlord shouted through his door. Vash wheezed and fell to the floor.
"Ah man...I can't die here." He pulled himself up once again and walked to the refridgerator. "There has to be something here..." He pulled open the door and searched inside. Nothing but peanut butter and pickles, both of which were down to the bottom of their containers. Vash took a deep breath and picked up the pickle jar. He unscrewed the lid and carefully tilted it over his mouth. A pickle came flying out and bounced off his head and onto the floor. But the prize was but one drop of juice which evaporated before reaching his tongue. He let the jar fall to the floor to join it's friend and walked back into the living room. "Maybe if I take a nap...I won't be so thirsty..." Vash fell onto his couch and closed his eyes tightly trying to ignore his parched throat.
He fell asleep but started to wake when a burning sensation started on his arm. He opened his heavy eyes and looked at his arm. The afternoon sun had crept in and was now burning a hole in his arm. Vash's eyes popped out. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!!" He jumped up and swung his arm around trying to deaden the pain. "Why did they have to make the sun so hot?! Why couldn't they just use a big light bulb?!" He sat down hard on the floor and glared at the sun rays. "Back, evil. Begone!" He shouted. "I said begone!" Vash grabbed the broom that was leaning up against the wall and began to beat the floor vigorously where the sun touched it. "Never! Neeeeeeeever!!!" The broom suddenly burst into flames. "AAAAAAAAAAAah!" Vash ran back and forth in his living room waving is home-made torch. He stopped, looked left and right, then darted to the door. He swung it open and tossed the broom outside.
An hour later he was again laying on the living room floor. "If I don't do something...I will die here... In a room as poorly decorated as this...." His head turned, as if called to do so, to the one room that could save his life. He pulled himself up onto his hands and knees and began to slowly crawl towards the door. Once inside he saw, just a few feet away, a pool of life giving water. He crawled unsteadily to the pool and dipped his head in. All at once he felt his strength returning. Cool life giving water...
"Hey! Hey, Vash! Where are ya?" The landlord walked into Vash's open door and into his empty living room. Seeing a door open to his right he walked in and found his tenant with his head in the toilette bowl. "Um...The water's back on."
~Next time on The Chibi Adventures of Vash~
Topo: Huh?
Vash: What?
Topo: _
Vash: _
Tune in next time for Adventure #5: ...
---Note from the "author"--- O_O wha? who? Who are you people?! Get outta my house!