OOC Vash drabble to the Lagwagon song 'Smile'. Half-crazed with too much work no sleep and caffeine, and then this song came on and the plot bunny bit. I had to write it down. It was 4am. It's barely been changed. Beware.

It's kinda lame, but the italicised lines are both lyrics and kind of Vash's thoughts.


T for language and bad drinking habits.

word count: 108

Smile

How had it happened?

He had been determined not to let anyone do this to him.

The bottleneck rattled against his glass and smell of Wild Turkey hit the back of his throat.

I hate my friends.

They had no right to try to get to close him. Especially those bloody tagalong insurance girls!

All of them. Hate 'em.

Didn't they know that everything he had a hand in crashed and burned? So many dead, so much destroyed…

He couldn't afford the luxury of friends.

I hate my friends 'cause they make me think about the smile I'm faking

It was too late now. He cared for them.


Uh, yeah, I kinda wondered if Vash, maybe while drunk and thinking about how the people around him all died, ever resented the fact that Millie, Meryl and Wolfwood had become attached to him despite his best efforts.

Lagwagon are a punk band, and they've written some of my favourite songs. They're an awesome live band. I don't own them, more's the pity.

Here's the full, relevant verse:

Two in the morning here I am/ turning blue/ I'm drinking up for an old friend/ Bourbon/ can't clean my mind of this voice in my head/ "I hate my friends"/ Cause they make me think about the smile that I'm faking