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Vash + Sleep depravity = Baaad.
Chap. 1
Random thoughts fluttered through a certain spikey-haired gunman's mind...
I didn't sleep last night.
Sleep deprived.
Okay, so maybe I missed sleep for the past few nights...
Sleep on the job.
Who really would notice anyway?
No sleeping on job.
Its not like people see me everyday and know who I am and.. shutting up.
Bad.
Very bad.
......Wait. Job? When did I get a job?
I blinked, staring at nothing important, giving my vision a chance to clear.
Mind... hazy....
"Wha..?" I took in my surroundings and nearly fell out of the chair I was sitting in. A desk, a computer, a few chairs, another desk, about two telephones, a bunch of other electronic stuff like printers and scanners, and a whoooole lot of papers. "Where in the whatnow!?" I was indoors, obviously, from the fluorescent lights that peered down from above, to the faded tawny carpet below.
Just then, a chirpy voice broke my train of thought, "Hiya!" And this time I did fall out of my chair. With a bang too. The silverhaired girl stood over me and sweatdropped. "Ow." I peered up at her from the floor.
"Yes. My name's Vai--" She stopped in mid introduction and changed her name, ".......My name's Vikki." She smiled pleasantly.
"Ow." I said again.
"Yes." She rolled her eyes.
I sat up, painfully aware that I had somehow managed to land on my head, from crashing a mere two feet to the floor. 'Vikki' tapped one booted foot on the ground. "You know, usually when people tell you hello, you respond with the same thing." Her smile now had an acidic flash to it. I stared for a minute. "....Hai."
"That's better." The smile became pure again.
After standing up and adjusting my trench, I offered her my hand. "Hello, I'm Va-errrh.. uhh... Ericks!" I grinned stupidly and cursed myself for my mistake. For all I knew, this girl could be a bounty hunter. She shot me a confused look. "I thought we already settled this." I blinked in return. "Nani?" Smack! I staggered backward. "Pain!" I howled sharply. Rubbing my now-sore cheekbone, I peered back at her and wondered what I had said wrong. "The heck is wrong with you, Vash? I don't need a nanny!" She huffed, appearing flustered. "Besides, this is my PARENT's house. Not mine. Take it up with them."
Now it was my turn to look confused. "But I..." didn't say
anything like that....
She turned flaming green eyes upon me. "Hmmmm?" Something else hit me then too;
"How did..." you know my name...?
Vikki crossed her arms and shook her head, a mild gesture which sent her silky
silver hair twirling around her. "I suppose you don't remember anything
about this, right? And you probably wonder why you're here, where you are
exactly.. and how I know your name." And Bingo was his name-o.
She continued, "You also are probably curious as to why you are still alive, and I'm sure you just happen to have forgotten our little late-night-chat."
I peered at her with my sparkly aquamarine eyes and admitted in total admiration, "...Woow." Cause she was just so right.
"Okay, there was this really bad storm last night. I mean REALLY bad. Wind, lightning, thunder; the works. And about halfway into the worst of it me and my parents heard this weird sound, so we went to the window, and saw this really tall, really creepy guy standing right out in the middle of the yard." By now the hairs on the back of my neck prickled. Really tall creepy men? This was getting scary. "We all nearly screamed when the guy pulled out a gun, but time seemed to freeze or something because he just stood there, almost like the rain had him locked in a deep trance of some sort. But all of a sudden," She paused to snicker. I merely blinked and waited for her to continue, not quite catching on yet.. "This huuuge bolt of lightning comes searing down before we could warn the guy and we later found out he had one mechanical arm, which made him like a lightning rod out there. Anyway, it struck and nearly fried the poor idiot senseless, and we ended up feeling sorry for him after a few hours and we brought him into the house to see if he was still alive or not. That's also when we discovered who he really was."
I felt a twinge in my stomach. How could I help but feel sorry for the guy as well? Who cares how big of a total moron he was. I scratched the back of my neck. "So who was this doofus?"
She stared at me. "YOU!"
Author notes: This story is for fun. ^-^ Are you hooked yet? Next chapter's even funnier, so enjoy!
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my stories! Rufus@tealhuskie.com
......I just had to add that. n.o;;
Vikki the mysterious is my other self and is © me. Vash is
MINE..... but he's © whoever made the show. ;___;!!
Do not take any ideas from my story, you naughty naughty peep! n.n
