DISCLAIMER: Okay, I'm running out of creative ways of saying that I don't
own Trigun, so there you go. I DON'T OWN TRIGUN.
* Words enclosed in are Vash's writing
Chapter Eight: Letter From Meryl
Dearest Millie, And Knives!
Hi! How are things going there? Everything okay, everyone still alive?
Vash and I arrived here about 3 days ago. Hi Millie! Hi Knives! -.-* ANYWAYS!!! *ahem* Let me fill you in on what's been going on here.
Mom took to Vash the instant we arrived. She insisted that always sit in between herself and me, that he got served first and got as much food as he wanted, and just plain spoiled him in general. As much as I hat to admit it, it was cute. And you could tell that Vash enjoyed it. Mom even bought him a bag of donuts. I think he's still worshipping her.
Anyway, we visited Dad right after dinner. He's not doing as bad as Mom's letter made him sound. I guess she has the same annoying habit of overreacting that I do. I'm still as big a "Daddy's Girl" now as I was when we first met. We stayed at the hospital for a good 2 hours or so. Dad met Vash and decided to give him one of those "fatherly" talks. You know the kind, where Mom and I were waiting outside and Vash came out with the Fear- Of-God expression on his face. Mom and I couldn't help but laugh, but Mom gave me almost the same talk that night.
Vash was already asleep in the guest room and I was walking from the washroom (having just taken the longest, most relaxing shower of my life) to my room when Mom called me into her room. I settled on her bed and she grabbed my hands and proceeded with her speech.
"Dear," she said. "You know I like Vash very much. But I also know that he is also the Legendary Humanoid Typhoon. I trust your instinct, but I want you to be very careful."
Now, I was more than a little shocked. Am I the only one that didn't see through his mask and see the outlaw immediately?
"Mom, I've been traveling with him for a long time. He's saved Millie and me many times. I know it's a little dangerous to be around him, but Knives isn't after him anymore. Things have settled down a lot."
I planned to leave Mom's room then, but she called me and I turned to see her wink.
"Just don't do anything I wouldn't do."
Can you believe that?! My mom saying that to me! I gave her one of my glares and slammed the door. But I could still hear her giggling through the door.
Luckily, the next morning, I was the first one awake and had time to myself before Mom and Vash got up to annoy me to no end. They seem to like pairing up against me. Anyways, back to that morning. I made breakfast for everyone and after they ate, we went to the hospital again. We spent all day there, where Dad and Vash spent most of the time exchanging old corny jokes. I don't know who was worse: Vash and Dad with their jokes, or Mom and me, who were throwing fits because they wouldn't SHUT UP! We went home late and all of us fell instantly to sleep.
There's no visitation today, so after breakfast, Mom went shopping and I stayed behind to write to you. Vash decided to stay behind to annoy me (imagine that!).
Tomorrow, I think we'll take a look around the town (you know, nostalgia trip) and see if anything's changed. Afterwards, we'll probably end up visiting Dad again,
Um, I guess I'll write back in a few days. Right now, I'm in desperate need of a shower and I really wanna get away from Vash. HE WON'T QUITE HOVERING!
Talk to ya later!
Love,
Meryl
P.S. AND VASH!
VASH! GET OFF MY LETTER! Oops. Didn't mean to…uh…Bye Millie!
AND KNIVES!
VASH!!!
* Words enclosed in are Vash's writing
Chapter Eight: Letter From Meryl
Dearest Millie, And Knives!
Hi! How are things going there? Everything okay, everyone still alive?
Vash and I arrived here about 3 days ago. Hi Millie! Hi Knives! -.-* ANYWAYS!!! *ahem* Let me fill you in on what's been going on here.
Mom took to Vash the instant we arrived. She insisted that always sit in between herself and me, that he got served first and got as much food as he wanted, and just plain spoiled him in general. As much as I hat to admit it, it was cute. And you could tell that Vash enjoyed it. Mom even bought him a bag of donuts. I think he's still worshipping her.
Anyway, we visited Dad right after dinner. He's not doing as bad as Mom's letter made him sound. I guess she has the same annoying habit of overreacting that I do. I'm still as big a "Daddy's Girl" now as I was when we first met. We stayed at the hospital for a good 2 hours or so. Dad met Vash and decided to give him one of those "fatherly" talks. You know the kind, where Mom and I were waiting outside and Vash came out with the Fear- Of-God expression on his face. Mom and I couldn't help but laugh, but Mom gave me almost the same talk that night.
Vash was already asleep in the guest room and I was walking from the washroom (having just taken the longest, most relaxing shower of my life) to my room when Mom called me into her room. I settled on her bed and she grabbed my hands and proceeded with her speech.
"Dear," she said. "You know I like Vash very much. But I also know that he is also the Legendary Humanoid Typhoon. I trust your instinct, but I want you to be very careful."
Now, I was more than a little shocked. Am I the only one that didn't see through his mask and see the outlaw immediately?
"Mom, I've been traveling with him for a long time. He's saved Millie and me many times. I know it's a little dangerous to be around him, but Knives isn't after him anymore. Things have settled down a lot."
I planned to leave Mom's room then, but she called me and I turned to see her wink.
"Just don't do anything I wouldn't do."
Can you believe that?! My mom saying that to me! I gave her one of my glares and slammed the door. But I could still hear her giggling through the door.
Luckily, the next morning, I was the first one awake and had time to myself before Mom and Vash got up to annoy me to no end. They seem to like pairing up against me. Anyways, back to that morning. I made breakfast for everyone and after they ate, we went to the hospital again. We spent all day there, where Dad and Vash spent most of the time exchanging old corny jokes. I don't know who was worse: Vash and Dad with their jokes, or Mom and me, who were throwing fits because they wouldn't SHUT UP! We went home late and all of us fell instantly to sleep.
There's no visitation today, so after breakfast, Mom went shopping and I stayed behind to write to you. Vash decided to stay behind to annoy me (imagine that!).
Tomorrow, I think we'll take a look around the town (you know, nostalgia trip) and see if anything's changed. Afterwards, we'll probably end up visiting Dad again,
Um, I guess I'll write back in a few days. Right now, I'm in desperate need of a shower and I really wanna get away from Vash. HE WON'T QUITE HOVERING!
Talk to ya later!
Love,
Meryl
P.S. AND VASH!
VASH! GET OFF MY LETTER! Oops. Didn't mean to…uh…Bye Millie!
AND KNIVES!
VASH!!!