"My little cousin'… the little girl who made everything miserable…"
A/N Konnichiwa!!!!! Everyone!! This is my new and latest fic!! And this is bound to end in a really happy-happy joy-joy ending!!! Well my head is full of fresh new ideas I'm like… ah… okay.. uhm.. on with the fic!!! And do write in your reviews!!!!
Chapter 1: What's going on there?
"Stupid spider!!"
"Bum!!"
"I hope you'll never grow!!! Stay small little insurance girl!!"
"Say that again and I'll knock you over!!"
"You know what? You're too small for your age… you can even be…"
"Stop that!!!"
"You could be the main attraction in a traveling circus!!"
"Stop it!!!"
"Presenting!! Meryl Stryfe the smallest living woman with a height of a twelve year old!! Don't let the height fool you!!! She's tw---"
"You nasty son of a bit—"
(Vash's POV)
Since knives and me decided to move to go back and stay with the insurance ladies, everything was okay… I guess… Millie and me are starting to get the hang of these two arguing of almost everything… everything Meryl suggests, Knives won't approve… and of course vice versa. Well if this will take as long as forever… I guess there's no harm of not getting jealous of the their new PROFOUND closeness with each other… since I'm pretty sure Meryl and me both feel the same way for each other.
And if this go on they'll never be a couple or something like that will they? And if they will I'm sure it'll end like a disaster… so I've got nothing to worry.
Two and a half months have passed since the twins moved in with the two former insurance girls. As time pass, they lived a perfectly normal life, to put things in order, Meryl is now working in a nearby café Millie as usual continues her construction job and Vash along side with Knives his twin goes to train stations for security purposes. But things aren't as perfect as it was because since the day the twins set foot on the former insurance girl's house… hell broke loose… it seems Meryl had found herself her lifetime enemy in the person of Vash's brother Knives… they just can't get it… they just can't stand each other… but why? How? And when? They both didn't know… but what could possibly happen to them? Will they ever change?
"Hey!! Everyone time for supper!!" Millie yields out to call everyone.
The four gladly sat down in their own respective positions in the dinner table. Vash sat beside Meryl and Knives sat beside Millie and in front of Meryl. Everyone ate silently… or is it?
"Vash can you hand me the salt please?" Millie asked Vash with a smile as he gladly handed it out to her.
After using the salt, Knives got the salt and put several dashes of salt in his platter. And placed it in his end of the table.
After sometime, Meryl made a few glances to try and find the same shaker of salt everyone was using…
"Vash, can you hand me the salt please?" Meryl asked politely.
"Huh? Sure where is it?" Vash looked around the table.
"Oh, there it is, Knives will you hand that to me?" Vash added after some time as he points at the shaker.
"Are you going to use it?" Knives asked and hold the shaker protectively.
'They're at it again' Millie and Vash thought as they both rolled their eyes.
"Uhm… someone's going to use it." Vash replied a cold sweat running down his neck… sensing some danger approaching.
"Oh? Who?" Knives asked teasingly.
Meryl gritted her teeth as her black spike down hair covered her eyes.
"Uhm, Knives I'm going to use it." Millie asked from beside him.
"Okay… how many dashes of salt will I put in?" Knives inquired holding the shaker on top of Millie's platter.
Millie sweat drops and signals Knives to put in two.
"Knives can you just hand me the salt?" Meryl asked politely and yet her patience growing thin.
"Oh, tsk, tsk, tsk… you didn't say the magic word… am I right Vash?" knives hinted… teasing the poor girl really well.
"Oh… yeah… guess so…" Vash replied trying not to look at Meryl… he can feel her fuming up.
"Please?" Meryl asked putting her best smile to cover up her temper.
"Well okay." Knives smiled back.
The shaker was on the edge of the table where Knives purposely tugged to fall from the table. The shaker feel to the ground and it opened where every molecule of salt scattered on the ground.
Knives smiled apologetically at the poor petite insurance girl and said sorry to everyone.
"Oh. That's okay Knives I'll fix it up… wait a sec Meryl, I'm sure there's an extra bag of salt in the cup board." Millie explained to calm her.
"Don't bother Millie I'll just go to my room okay… I'm pretty tired…" Meryl calmly replied and went to her room.
"Knives what the hell did you do that for?" Vash inquired right after he heard the slamming of the door.
"What? That's not my fault." Knives explained, acting like he didn't know anything.
"Knives, tell me… do you like Meryl?" Millie asked afraid…
"Millie, what kind of question is that?" Vash exclaimed, glancing at his brother who was silent…
"Of course he doesn't!!" Vash added, as-a-matter-of-factly.
"And what if I do?" knives asked back.
Millie and Vash's eyes gaped at him.
"Well…" Millie tried to explain.
Vash stood petrified of his brother's revelation.
"For crying out loud Vash! I don't like her!! So snap out of it!!" Knives explained impatiently.
Vash let out a huge sigh of relief, as he turned around he saw Meryl walking out of her room.
"And besides… Who would ever fall for her? Even Vash doesn't like her!!" Knives added.
Vash jumped at his brother's face and covered his mouth as Meryl stood behind them, gripping her fist impatiently.
"Meryl… Knives was just kidding okay?" Vash tried to calm her.
"You stupid son of a bitch if you hadn't been Vash's twin I'll never ---" Meryl was cut off, by a loud knock from the front door.
"What is it?" Meryl asked impatiently, finding a postman standing at the other side.
The postman, in his mid-sixties tilted his head to see the persons behind the small girl. And smiled, he gave a letter to her.
"Child, this is for Meryl Stryfe." The postman inquired as he handed the letter and a little lollipop.
"Thank you." Meryl smiled back…
She slammed the door hard in front of the postman, so hard that the postman went rolling down the road.
When Meryl went back, she found Knives and the other trying to muffle the laugh they're making.
"What's that about little child?" Knives asked as Meryl opened the letter.
Meryl stared hard at Knives for a minute. He stared back and became serious.
"My cousin's coming over for a vacation." Meryl said a loud for everyone to hear.
"Oh!! That's great!! Which cousin?" Millie asked excitingly.
"Henrietta." Meryl replied.
"What?! She's going to live hear for a whole month?" Knives opposed angrily.
"What the hell is your problem? We let you stay here right?" Meryl replied back.
"SHE WILL NOT STAY HERE!!" knives argued.
"YES SHE WILL!!"
"NO SHE'LL NOT!!"
"DAMN IT WOMAN WHAT THE HELL DIDN'T YOU UNDERSTAND?"
"IT'S FINAL… SHE'LL STAY HERE."
"LET THAT LITTLE CHILD STAY HERE AND I'LL KILL HER!!"
"OKAY, KILL HER AND I'LL KILL YOU!!"
"A CHILD IN THIS HOUSE WILL ONLY MAKE THINGS WORSE THAN IT IS NOW."
"So, you just can't stand children?"
"YES I CAN'T!!! I HAVE ONE RIGHT NOW!!"
"LOOK WHO'S TALKING!!"
"Please, stop it." Millie tried to stop the arguing.
"Yeah, I bet your cousin will not be a trouble." Vash inquired trying to help Millie.
"She is!! She just turned ten last month and I haven't seen her since she was a baby." Meryl replied longingly.
"Sheesh… what kind of a name is Henrietta?" Knives mumbled to himself.
"That happens to be my great grandmothers name you jerk!!" Meryl hinted as she punched down on Knives head.
"If I'll ever see her or if she'll try to piss me off… I'll kill that little critter!!" Knives explained pointing at Meryl.
"Then I'll kill you." Meryl replied back as they stared at each other's eyes again.
A/N Well… I think this chapter went out fine… don't you think? Anyweiz… I need your reviews okay? And I know there's a lot of errors (as always) in this fic but please do be easy on your comments and if you have a grudge or flame about this fic just e-mail me okay? Oh… if any suggestions about another title or anything do e-mail me!! I want to hear from all of you… (honest!!) oh… if Akima the stampede will get to read this… I just want to thank you for the beautiful drawing you e-mailed me!! I got the idea of having another fic because of your fics and the drawing!!! Thanks!! Next chapters up… soon… oh… don't flame me about the name of Meryl's cousin okay?
A/N Konnichiwa!!!!! Everyone!! This is my new and latest fic!! And this is bound to end in a really happy-happy joy-joy ending!!! Well my head is full of fresh new ideas I'm like… ah… okay.. uhm.. on with the fic!!! And do write in your reviews!!!!
Chapter 1: What's going on there?
"Stupid spider!!"
"Bum!!"
"I hope you'll never grow!!! Stay small little insurance girl!!"
"Say that again and I'll knock you over!!"
"You know what? You're too small for your age… you can even be…"
"Stop that!!!"
"You could be the main attraction in a traveling circus!!"
"Stop it!!!"
"Presenting!! Meryl Stryfe the smallest living woman with a height of a twelve year old!! Don't let the height fool you!!! She's tw---"
"You nasty son of a bit—"
(Vash's POV)
Since knives and me decided to move to go back and stay with the insurance ladies, everything was okay… I guess… Millie and me are starting to get the hang of these two arguing of almost everything… everything Meryl suggests, Knives won't approve… and of course vice versa. Well if this will take as long as forever… I guess there's no harm of not getting jealous of the their new PROFOUND closeness with each other… since I'm pretty sure Meryl and me both feel the same way for each other.
And if this go on they'll never be a couple or something like that will they? And if they will I'm sure it'll end like a disaster… so I've got nothing to worry.
Two and a half months have passed since the twins moved in with the two former insurance girls. As time pass, they lived a perfectly normal life, to put things in order, Meryl is now working in a nearby café Millie as usual continues her construction job and Vash along side with Knives his twin goes to train stations for security purposes. But things aren't as perfect as it was because since the day the twins set foot on the former insurance girl's house… hell broke loose… it seems Meryl had found herself her lifetime enemy in the person of Vash's brother Knives… they just can't get it… they just can't stand each other… but why? How? And when? They both didn't know… but what could possibly happen to them? Will they ever change?
"Hey!! Everyone time for supper!!" Millie yields out to call everyone.
The four gladly sat down in their own respective positions in the dinner table. Vash sat beside Meryl and Knives sat beside Millie and in front of Meryl. Everyone ate silently… or is it?
"Vash can you hand me the salt please?" Millie asked Vash with a smile as he gladly handed it out to her.
After using the salt, Knives got the salt and put several dashes of salt in his platter. And placed it in his end of the table.
After sometime, Meryl made a few glances to try and find the same shaker of salt everyone was using…
"Vash, can you hand me the salt please?" Meryl asked politely.
"Huh? Sure where is it?" Vash looked around the table.
"Oh, there it is, Knives will you hand that to me?" Vash added after some time as he points at the shaker.
"Are you going to use it?" Knives asked and hold the shaker protectively.
'They're at it again' Millie and Vash thought as they both rolled their eyes.
"Uhm… someone's going to use it." Vash replied a cold sweat running down his neck… sensing some danger approaching.
"Oh? Who?" Knives asked teasingly.
Meryl gritted her teeth as her black spike down hair covered her eyes.
"Uhm, Knives I'm going to use it." Millie asked from beside him.
"Okay… how many dashes of salt will I put in?" Knives inquired holding the shaker on top of Millie's platter.
Millie sweat drops and signals Knives to put in two.
"Knives can you just hand me the salt?" Meryl asked politely and yet her patience growing thin.
"Oh, tsk, tsk, tsk… you didn't say the magic word… am I right Vash?" knives hinted… teasing the poor girl really well.
"Oh… yeah… guess so…" Vash replied trying not to look at Meryl… he can feel her fuming up.
"Please?" Meryl asked putting her best smile to cover up her temper.
"Well okay." Knives smiled back.
The shaker was on the edge of the table where Knives purposely tugged to fall from the table. The shaker feel to the ground and it opened where every molecule of salt scattered on the ground.
Knives smiled apologetically at the poor petite insurance girl and said sorry to everyone.
"Oh. That's okay Knives I'll fix it up… wait a sec Meryl, I'm sure there's an extra bag of salt in the cup board." Millie explained to calm her.
"Don't bother Millie I'll just go to my room okay… I'm pretty tired…" Meryl calmly replied and went to her room.
"Knives what the hell did you do that for?" Vash inquired right after he heard the slamming of the door.
"What? That's not my fault." Knives explained, acting like he didn't know anything.
"Knives, tell me… do you like Meryl?" Millie asked afraid…
"Millie, what kind of question is that?" Vash exclaimed, glancing at his brother who was silent…
"Of course he doesn't!!" Vash added, as-a-matter-of-factly.
"And what if I do?" knives asked back.
Millie and Vash's eyes gaped at him.
"Well…" Millie tried to explain.
Vash stood petrified of his brother's revelation.
"For crying out loud Vash! I don't like her!! So snap out of it!!" Knives explained impatiently.
Vash let out a huge sigh of relief, as he turned around he saw Meryl walking out of her room.
"And besides… Who would ever fall for her? Even Vash doesn't like her!!" Knives added.
Vash jumped at his brother's face and covered his mouth as Meryl stood behind them, gripping her fist impatiently.
"Meryl… Knives was just kidding okay?" Vash tried to calm her.
"You stupid son of a bitch if you hadn't been Vash's twin I'll never ---" Meryl was cut off, by a loud knock from the front door.
"What is it?" Meryl asked impatiently, finding a postman standing at the other side.
The postman, in his mid-sixties tilted his head to see the persons behind the small girl. And smiled, he gave a letter to her.
"Child, this is for Meryl Stryfe." The postman inquired as he handed the letter and a little lollipop.
"Thank you." Meryl smiled back…
She slammed the door hard in front of the postman, so hard that the postman went rolling down the road.
When Meryl went back, she found Knives and the other trying to muffle the laugh they're making.
"What's that about little child?" Knives asked as Meryl opened the letter.
Meryl stared hard at Knives for a minute. He stared back and became serious.
"My cousin's coming over for a vacation." Meryl said a loud for everyone to hear.
"Oh!! That's great!! Which cousin?" Millie asked excitingly.
"Henrietta." Meryl replied.
"What?! She's going to live hear for a whole month?" Knives opposed angrily.
"What the hell is your problem? We let you stay here right?" Meryl replied back.
"SHE WILL NOT STAY HERE!!" knives argued.
"YES SHE WILL!!"
"NO SHE'LL NOT!!"
"DAMN IT WOMAN WHAT THE HELL DIDN'T YOU UNDERSTAND?"
"IT'S FINAL… SHE'LL STAY HERE."
"LET THAT LITTLE CHILD STAY HERE AND I'LL KILL HER!!"
"OKAY, KILL HER AND I'LL KILL YOU!!"
"A CHILD IN THIS HOUSE WILL ONLY MAKE THINGS WORSE THAN IT IS NOW."
"So, you just can't stand children?"
"YES I CAN'T!!! I HAVE ONE RIGHT NOW!!"
"LOOK WHO'S TALKING!!"
"Please, stop it." Millie tried to stop the arguing.
"Yeah, I bet your cousin will not be a trouble." Vash inquired trying to help Millie.
"She is!! She just turned ten last month and I haven't seen her since she was a baby." Meryl replied longingly.
"Sheesh… what kind of a name is Henrietta?" Knives mumbled to himself.
"That happens to be my great grandmothers name you jerk!!" Meryl hinted as she punched down on Knives head.
"If I'll ever see her or if she'll try to piss me off… I'll kill that little critter!!" Knives explained pointing at Meryl.
"Then I'll kill you." Meryl replied back as they stared at each other's eyes again.
A/N Well… I think this chapter went out fine… don't you think? Anyweiz… I need your reviews okay? And I know there's a lot of errors (as always) in this fic but please do be easy on your comments and if you have a grudge or flame about this fic just e-mail me okay? Oh… if any suggestions about another title or anything do e-mail me!! I want to hear from all of you… (honest!!) oh… if Akima the stampede will get to read this… I just want to thank you for the beautiful drawing you e-mailed me!! I got the idea of having another fic because of your fics and the drawing!!! Thanks!! Next chapters up… soon… oh… don't flame me about the name of Meryl's cousin okay?