My Typhoon
An original songfic
By Carrie-ko
Note: I made up this song, so you can make up the tune as you go along. :) It's a Vash+Meryl fic, by the way, so yaoi-only fans might not prefer this. Anyway, enjoy!
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(It's late night, and Meryl's mind's a-clutter with thoughts and emotions. She can't sleep. But just then, she spots a small karaoke machine with a microphone near the wall. He gets up, goes over there, flips the machine on, and a tune starts playing on the speakers. She puts the mike to her lips and begins to sing...)
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'He's got eyes like turquoise
And a big gun made of steel
And a red leather trenchcoat
Which just looks surreal
He's got one scarred big arm
And the other one is fake
He comes and goes from ev'ry town
And he slithers like a snake
His hair looks like a broom, spiky and blonde
Turn my back on him for a sec
Turn back 'round and he's gone
When he's around, I don't know what's going on...
*Chorus*
But you know what?
Despite what all others have told
I've found this guy to be good as gold
Okay, maybe he's not that great,
But I kinda think so...
(Why doesn't he know?)
'Cause he's my Typhoon
He's my Typhoon
So many people are fearing his face
He's considered the scourge of all of our race
He's two or three heads taller than the average man
And he prefers to hide inside garbage cans
He chases girl's skirts like a horny ol' letch
He scarfs down bags of donuts like there ain't no tomorrow
He's caused me stress, he's made me rage, he's given me sorrow...
*Chorus*
But nowadays, I don't really care
He may have been destructive back then,
But now that I've gotten to know him...
Okay, he's still got some secrets,
But I do like him so...
(Why can't he see it?)
'Cause he's my Typhoon,
My Typhoon
*bridge*
He's a genius, he's a moron, he's a goofball at best
He's a pervert, he's a devil, he's a lost case at best
He's a gunman, he's a lamb, he's a fireball, he's a thousand iles awaaaay...
He's Vash the Stampede,
And that's all that I can say!
He screams like a opera queen
When he laughed, I didn't wanna be seen
He's got three guns to shoot at thee
Lucky 'Love and Peace' is his policy
Legato, Knives, everyone in town
Wants to run his scrawny butt down
But I'd stand by him, what the hey?
We don't have the right to take one's life away
I hope, by his side, he'll let me stay...
'Cause he's my Typhoon!
My Typhoooon!
(Oh, Yeah!)'
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(Vash, in the next room, bangs on the wall. Meryl quickly flips off the machine and looks at the clock. It's already 12:30 at night.)
Vash: Hey, can you keep it down in there!? I'm trying
to get to sleep!
Meryl: Oh, be quiet, Vash!
Vash: Look who's talking!
Meryl: Just shaddap, okay?
Vash: Yeesh. Okay, okay...
(Meryl sighs, rather longfully and sad, but with a slight grin on her face. She looks out her bedroom window, at the three moons up above.)
The End
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Author's Note: Trigun and its characters are copyright © Yasuhiro Nightow, Studio Madhouse and all the other companies. This fanfic is copyright © Carrie-ko 2001. I'll let you use this on your site, but only with my permission.
An original songfic
By Carrie-ko
Note: I made up this song, so you can make up the tune as you go along. :) It's a Vash+Meryl fic, by the way, so yaoi-only fans might not prefer this. Anyway, enjoy!
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(It's late night, and Meryl's mind's a-clutter with thoughts and emotions. She can't sleep. But just then, she spots a small karaoke machine with a microphone near the wall. He gets up, goes over there, flips the machine on, and a tune starts playing on the speakers. She puts the mike to her lips and begins to sing...)
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'He's got eyes like turquoise
And a big gun made of steel
And a red leather trenchcoat
Which just looks surreal
He's got one scarred big arm
And the other one is fake
He comes and goes from ev'ry town
And he slithers like a snake
His hair looks like a broom, spiky and blonde
Turn my back on him for a sec
Turn back 'round and he's gone
When he's around, I don't know what's going on...
*Chorus*
But you know what?
Despite what all others have told
I've found this guy to be good as gold
Okay, maybe he's not that great,
But I kinda think so...
(Why doesn't he know?)
'Cause he's my Typhoon
He's my Typhoon
So many people are fearing his face
He's considered the scourge of all of our race
He's two or three heads taller than the average man
And he prefers to hide inside garbage cans
He chases girl's skirts like a horny ol' letch
He scarfs down bags of donuts like there ain't no tomorrow
He's caused me stress, he's made me rage, he's given me sorrow...
*Chorus*
But nowadays, I don't really care
He may have been destructive back then,
But now that I've gotten to know him...
Okay, he's still got some secrets,
But I do like him so...
(Why can't he see it?)
'Cause he's my Typhoon,
My Typhoon
*bridge*
He's a genius, he's a moron, he's a goofball at best
He's a pervert, he's a devil, he's a lost case at best
He's a gunman, he's a lamb, he's a fireball, he's a thousand iles awaaaay...
He's Vash the Stampede,
And that's all that I can say!
He screams like a opera queen
When he laughed, I didn't wanna be seen
He's got three guns to shoot at thee
Lucky 'Love and Peace' is his policy
Legato, Knives, everyone in town
Wants to run his scrawny butt down
But I'd stand by him, what the hey?
We don't have the right to take one's life away
I hope, by his side, he'll let me stay...
'Cause he's my Typhoon!
My Typhoooon!
(Oh, Yeah!)'
************
(Vash, in the next room, bangs on the wall. Meryl quickly flips off the machine and looks at the clock. It's already 12:30 at night.)
Vash: Hey, can you keep it down in there!? I'm trying
to get to sleep!
Meryl: Oh, be quiet, Vash!
Vash: Look who's talking!
Meryl: Just shaddap, okay?
Vash: Yeesh. Okay, okay...
(Meryl sighs, rather longfully and sad, but with a slight grin on her face. She looks out her bedroom window, at the three moons up above.)
The End
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Author's Note: Trigun and its characters are copyright © Yasuhiro Nightow, Studio Madhouse and all the other companies. This fanfic is copyright © Carrie-ko 2001. I'll let you use this on your site, but only with my permission.