Disclaimer: Okay all of you know that Trigun belongs to Yasihro Nightow and
anybody who says they do. Oh yeah and this fic is what I get for being
hungry and wanting a good fight…even though it's not all that great. So,
Pull up a chair, relax, grab some donuts, and enjoy. Spoilers: If you
haven't seen it all then don't read this! It'll mess it all up for you!
By: Fishguts
(Knives thoughts); {Vash's thoughts}
The Long Nights Wait
Part 5
Vash scarffed down his plate of salmon sandwiches and box of donuts. Knives stared on in horror as Vash savagely devoured every last piece.
(UGH! What an animal! Didn't that woman ever teach him any manners?)
Knives picked up his fork and slowly ate his waffle. Vash called the waiter.
"Hey waiter! Waiter!" A short thin man walked over to Vash and Knives.
"Yes? Can I help you?" He said as he pulled out a small white pad of paper.
"Yeah! 30 more salmon sandwiches and a dozen boxes of donuts to go!"
Knives' eyes grew wider at Vash's growing appetite. (I hope he knows HE'S the one paying for all of this.)
The waiter returned with Vash's order. He turned to Knives. "And for you sir?" Knives turned his attention to the waiter.
"No." He opened his mouth to speak again, but Vash let out a loud belch.
"'Scuse me!" Vash said as he began to laugh at himself then went back to his sandwiches.
(Idiot.)
{MMM…these are great!}
An hour later the waiter returned with the check.
Knives took the check. His eyes about popped out of his head. (Holy shit!)
Vash looked up from his now empty plate. "What's wrong Knives?"
"Uh…nothing…(The damn price!)…It's just that uh…(I have no damn money you freaking idiot!). can I borrow…(Can I leave you here and go someplace else?)…"
"Borrow what?" Vash said as he wiped his hands and face.
"$$900?" Vash fell out of his seat.
"$$900?! Let me see that!" Vash demanded as he grabbed the check out of Knives' hand. His eyes grew wide and he started to gasp for air. "But I don't have that kind of money! For crying out loud I'm a freaking outlaw! Knives!"
Knives stood up, "Knives! Where are you going?" Knives looked back at Vash. (I'm getting the hell out of here!)
"To the bathroom." Knives walked off towards the back.
The waiter returned to the table. "So sir are you ready to pay for your meal?"
Vash's face turned white. He gulped down his spit. "Uh…sir I don't seem to have any money on me at this moment. So could you put it on my tip?" {Damn Knives! You were supposed to pay for this! Not me! Ah man! Not again!}
The waiter raised his eyebrow and stared at Vash… "You cannot pay?" Vash raised his finger. "Sir, you are joking right?"
Vash stared at the waiter. "Well you see, no, I have no money, I am…"
Knives came out of the bathroom and walked to the table. "You see sir he's Vash the Stampede…the legendary outlaw."
The waiter gasped. Everyone in the restaurant turned and looked at Vash. Vash raised his hand and waved to them. "Uh…hi."
Total chaos. Men with guns, cooks with frying pans and waiters with forks, stood before Vash and Knives.
"Wait ago Knives you couldn't have made this situation any better, why don't you tell them that you HELPED create the Gung-Ho-Guns?" Vash yelled loudly.
People gasped. Whispers were heard across the room. "I say we kill them and collect the bounty!" Yelling and gunshots were heard.
"Did you HAVE to go and tell them that VASH the STAMPEDE!"
"Shut up KNIVES! YOU started all of this! If only you would have PAID for the MEAL!"
"Well I would have IF I had any MONEY!" Knives smacked Vash in the forehead.
"Well I'm an Outlaw for KRIPES SAKE! Does it really look like I'd have ANY money?!" Vash punched Knives' arm.
The crowd grew silent as the to twins quarreling grew a little out of hand.
"Well, You should have! At least you HAVE someplace to PUT IT!"
"And you DON'T?"
Vash and Knives had each other by the shirt collar and were glaring at each other and shaking their fists at each other.
"Well I wasn't the one ROAMING the desert TERRORISING people!" Knives punched Vash in the stomach.
"TERRORISING?! YOU were the one TERRORISING ME!" Vash poked Knives' eye.
"Dammit Vash! You fight like a girl! And YOU were the one terrorizing people! NOT ME! I didn't go around DESTROYING cities! I stayed at home and let others do IT FOR ME!" He punched Vash in the face.
Vash grabbed his face. "ARG! KNIVES! That was my face you asshole! AND I DON'T FIGHT LIKE A GIRL! You were the reason cities were DESTROYED!" Vash pulled out a chunk of Knives' hair.
"Shit! You know how long it takes my hair to grow back?!" He kicked Vash in the shin. "Well if you hadn't been up REM'S ASS! Then maybe I wouldn't have done this to you!" He stomped on Vash's foot. "But SOMEONE had to dig you out of there! And the only one to do it WAS ME!"
Vash blocked Knives' punch to the face. "Don't you EVEN bring Rem into this! It's your fault she's gone! You were the one that killed her! And you were the reason we ended up on this hell-hole of a PLANET!"
The two continued to argue throwing punches or kicks at each other after every few words.
The crowd stared in horror as the two fought. "Hey! Ain't we the ones supposed to beat them up?" A short man said holding a shotgun.
"Yeah! Hey BOYS!" A short lady, probably his wife, yelled a handgun in hand.
"TAKE THIS KNIVES!" Vash yelled as he punched Knives in the balls.
Knives bent over from the pain. "HOLY SHIT!" Knives glared at Vash (Dammit Vash you're going to pay for that!) Knives calmly stood up. He walked over to the table and picked up the chair. "Take this!" Knives slammed the chair over Vash's head.
Vash fell over. The crowd pulled back and continued to stare some more.
Vash lay there on the ground. "VICTORY IS MINE!" Knives yelled across the building.
"That's it fella's lets get these two and get that money!"
The crowd ran towards Vash and Knives. Knives looked at Vash then at the crowd "Oh shit."
Knives took off running to the door. "Bye Vash!" Vash sat up and grabbed his head.
"Huh?" Vash watched Knives run out the door, he glanced at the crowd. {KNIVES!}
"Get him!"
"Kill Vash the Stampede!"
Vash stood up. "Later!" Vash said as he quickly ran out the door.
"KNIVES! COME BACK HERE!" Vash said as he burst into a full fledge run.
"AH HA HA HA! Hey Vash! Guess what!" Knives said stopping to catch his breath.
"What Knives? What do you want Knives?" Vash stopped and stared at Knives.
Knives grinned and laughed "Pay back is wonderful."
Vash collapsed on the ground.
"KNIVES!"
Vash yelled at Knives as they continued their journey across the desert.
To be continued…
By: Fishguts
(Knives thoughts); {Vash's thoughts}
The Long Nights Wait
Part 5
Vash scarffed down his plate of salmon sandwiches and box of donuts. Knives stared on in horror as Vash savagely devoured every last piece.
(UGH! What an animal! Didn't that woman ever teach him any manners?)
Knives picked up his fork and slowly ate his waffle. Vash called the waiter.
"Hey waiter! Waiter!" A short thin man walked over to Vash and Knives.
"Yes? Can I help you?" He said as he pulled out a small white pad of paper.
"Yeah! 30 more salmon sandwiches and a dozen boxes of donuts to go!"
Knives' eyes grew wider at Vash's growing appetite. (I hope he knows HE'S the one paying for all of this.)
The waiter returned with Vash's order. He turned to Knives. "And for you sir?" Knives turned his attention to the waiter.
"No." He opened his mouth to speak again, but Vash let out a loud belch.
"'Scuse me!" Vash said as he began to laugh at himself then went back to his sandwiches.
(Idiot.)
{MMM…these are great!}
An hour later the waiter returned with the check.
Knives took the check. His eyes about popped out of his head. (Holy shit!)
Vash looked up from his now empty plate. "What's wrong Knives?"
"Uh…nothing…(The damn price!)…It's just that uh…(I have no damn money you freaking idiot!). can I borrow…(Can I leave you here and go someplace else?)…"
"Borrow what?" Vash said as he wiped his hands and face.
"$$900?" Vash fell out of his seat.
"$$900?! Let me see that!" Vash demanded as he grabbed the check out of Knives' hand. His eyes grew wide and he started to gasp for air. "But I don't have that kind of money! For crying out loud I'm a freaking outlaw! Knives!"
Knives stood up, "Knives! Where are you going?" Knives looked back at Vash. (I'm getting the hell out of here!)
"To the bathroom." Knives walked off towards the back.
The waiter returned to the table. "So sir are you ready to pay for your meal?"
Vash's face turned white. He gulped down his spit. "Uh…sir I don't seem to have any money on me at this moment. So could you put it on my tip?" {Damn Knives! You were supposed to pay for this! Not me! Ah man! Not again!}
The waiter raised his eyebrow and stared at Vash… "You cannot pay?" Vash raised his finger. "Sir, you are joking right?"
Vash stared at the waiter. "Well you see, no, I have no money, I am…"
Knives came out of the bathroom and walked to the table. "You see sir he's Vash the Stampede…the legendary outlaw."
The waiter gasped. Everyone in the restaurant turned and looked at Vash. Vash raised his hand and waved to them. "Uh…hi."
Total chaos. Men with guns, cooks with frying pans and waiters with forks, stood before Vash and Knives.
"Wait ago Knives you couldn't have made this situation any better, why don't you tell them that you HELPED create the Gung-Ho-Guns?" Vash yelled loudly.
People gasped. Whispers were heard across the room. "I say we kill them and collect the bounty!" Yelling and gunshots were heard.
"Did you HAVE to go and tell them that VASH the STAMPEDE!"
"Shut up KNIVES! YOU started all of this! If only you would have PAID for the MEAL!"
"Well I would have IF I had any MONEY!" Knives smacked Vash in the forehead.
"Well I'm an Outlaw for KRIPES SAKE! Does it really look like I'd have ANY money?!" Vash punched Knives' arm.
The crowd grew silent as the to twins quarreling grew a little out of hand.
"Well, You should have! At least you HAVE someplace to PUT IT!"
"And you DON'T?"
Vash and Knives had each other by the shirt collar and were glaring at each other and shaking their fists at each other.
"Well I wasn't the one ROAMING the desert TERRORISING people!" Knives punched Vash in the stomach.
"TERRORISING?! YOU were the one TERRORISING ME!" Vash poked Knives' eye.
"Dammit Vash! You fight like a girl! And YOU were the one terrorizing people! NOT ME! I didn't go around DESTROYING cities! I stayed at home and let others do IT FOR ME!" He punched Vash in the face.
Vash grabbed his face. "ARG! KNIVES! That was my face you asshole! AND I DON'T FIGHT LIKE A GIRL! You were the reason cities were DESTROYED!" Vash pulled out a chunk of Knives' hair.
"Shit! You know how long it takes my hair to grow back?!" He kicked Vash in the shin. "Well if you hadn't been up REM'S ASS! Then maybe I wouldn't have done this to you!" He stomped on Vash's foot. "But SOMEONE had to dig you out of there! And the only one to do it WAS ME!"
Vash blocked Knives' punch to the face. "Don't you EVEN bring Rem into this! It's your fault she's gone! You were the one that killed her! And you were the reason we ended up on this hell-hole of a PLANET!"
The two continued to argue throwing punches or kicks at each other after every few words.
The crowd stared in horror as the two fought. "Hey! Ain't we the ones supposed to beat them up?" A short man said holding a shotgun.
"Yeah! Hey BOYS!" A short lady, probably his wife, yelled a handgun in hand.
"TAKE THIS KNIVES!" Vash yelled as he punched Knives in the balls.
Knives bent over from the pain. "HOLY SHIT!" Knives glared at Vash (Dammit Vash you're going to pay for that!) Knives calmly stood up. He walked over to the table and picked up the chair. "Take this!" Knives slammed the chair over Vash's head.
Vash fell over. The crowd pulled back and continued to stare some more.
Vash lay there on the ground. "VICTORY IS MINE!" Knives yelled across the building.
"That's it fella's lets get these two and get that money!"
The crowd ran towards Vash and Knives. Knives looked at Vash then at the crowd "Oh shit."
Knives took off running to the door. "Bye Vash!" Vash sat up and grabbed his head.
"Huh?" Vash watched Knives run out the door, he glanced at the crowd. {KNIVES!}
"Get him!"
"Kill Vash the Stampede!"
Vash stood up. "Later!" Vash said as he quickly ran out the door.
"KNIVES! COME BACK HERE!" Vash said as he burst into a full fledge run.
"AH HA HA HA! Hey Vash! Guess what!" Knives said stopping to catch his breath.
"What Knives? What do you want Knives?" Vash stopped and stared at Knives.
Knives grinned and laughed "Pay back is wonderful."
Vash collapsed on the ground.
"KNIVES!"
Vash yelled at Knives as they continued their journey across the desert.
To be continued…