Title: Perch
Part: Four in a series of vignettes
Author: September's Nobara
Fandom: Trigun
Characters: Meryl, Millie, Vash, Wolfwood
Pairings: Vash/Wolfwood, implied Meryl/Millie
Rating: K+, Teen
Genre: Humor
Warnings: Dialogue-only (this time with no "scene directions").
Disclaimer: It's a fanfiction, being submitted to a fanfiction site
Archiving: Yes, please, just ask first.
Feedback: Yes, please, and constructive criticism is welcome.
Author's Note: What happens when the visual humor of Frasier is mixed with the characters of Trigun? A little somethin' like this, I suppose.
"Vash?"
"Yes, Meryl?"
"What's the deal with the bird on Nick's head?"
"Well, y'see, we—"
"Ahem."
"Okay, Nick... fine. It's my fault that there've been animals around the house. They're just so cute, and need love—"
"Vash, I need love."
"I love on you."
"Not lately, you don't."
"Aww, Meryl, Nick misses Vash."
"Yes, Millie, I know."
"Chirp!"
"Lady Black Cat, get down from there! Stop bothering Hester!"
"See, this is what I mean, Vash!"
"Millie, grab that cat! Before she knocks over the—"
"Sorry, Meryl. At least it was just water in the glass... and it landed on carpet!"
"C'mon Hester, fly to Vash... well, thanks a lot, Hester... nice to know you prefer Nick to me..."
"Coo."
"Will somebody please get this bird offa my head?"
"You know, Mark and Karen did say they wanted a pet. A bird, even!"
"Thank you, Millie."
"You're welcome, everyone! I'll just give them a call right now..."
"All right, who wants to help clean up? I'm sure enough feathers are here to stuff a couch cushion."
Secondary Author's Note: Is this easily understood, or is the dialogue too cluttered to be comprehensible? "Hester" is the name of the bird. One more (accidental, I promise) homage to Frasier.