"Christmas Frenzy Part 2"
A/N Thanks to the reviews. I really appreciate the time you spend on reading this little ficcy. Do read and review!!! ^_^; domo arigatou gozaimasu!!!
This chapter is just based on the twins' pov.
-Knives' Pov-
Hn. I thought I'd never feel like this anymore since that day Rem died. Those insurance girls surely did it. Insurance girls. You used to call them spiders. Knives you're definitely freaking out. this is not you. definitely not you.
I hate being vulnerable. at the same time. I hate being alone. If I were to choose between loneliness and being with friends that make you feel vulnerable. I'll choose. wait. I called them friends. I just remembered. I hate them. damn it. I freakin' hate those people.
Hn. I'd rather be alone. and left alone. What's wrong with that? I lived without that stupid of a brother. without them. without her so; I can go back to the usual cold-blooded killer that I used to be anytime.
Cold. Blooded. Killer. Those were the words she said to me the first time we spoke. before they left us. She always hated my guts. I always hated hers too. since she kept on following my brother. what did she saw? What did she feel? We're twins? So there's a BIG possibility that she could.
Last Christmas, that stupid day I first got to see her again. her long hair. her purple eyes. and my first kiss. our first kiss. poor Vash. I hope he won't put too much mistletoes again. or else I'll blow of them to pieces. every single piece.
This is definitely not me. not me. how can I have these damn stupid feelings anyway? I'm a cold-blooded killer, and I couldn't control it if I had the sudden urge of killing anything. much more anyone.
Maybe this Christmas, I'll try to be good to that stupid of a brother. I'll give him a chance to make up for what happened last Christmas. I mean. let's just give him a chance.
Come to think of it. maybe he's just giving up? He always makes it a habit to brag about how he's so into Meryl. and how good she is and blah. blah. blah. but how come he likes to talk about MILLIE these past few days. could he? Is he? Well that is really good news (grinning to himself) for me. ^_^;
-Vash's Pov-
What the hell is he thinking now? Why is he looking at me that way!? I'm he's brother and he likes to kill me? /gulp/ I hope not. I hope they'll be here soon. I can't wait to see Meryl again. I can't wait to give her this gift, this is the silver necklace I saw on the town's square. I really put every inch of my power to borrow money from all those people. even the ones I don't know. I think my voice is gift from heaven if it hadn't been for this voice. I couldn't have threatened those people to lend me money. "Please lend me money or else. I'll sing!!!" /lol/ I can still remember their faces. But that doesn't matter now. What matters is this gift and the wonderful Christmas Eve that we will share tomorrow.
Since I met them everything changed, they kept on following me wherever I go. She kept following me wherever I go. maybe this is destiny maybe these are all premonitions from heaven!!! Maybe she will be the woman I'll. Meryl walking down with me to the isle. and. oh chotto. maybe Nicholas' death meant something!!! Maybe Millie needs someone to care for her. I see now!!! So that's why Knives is looking at me in his typical death stare!!! He wants me to hook him up!!! Oh, this Christmas is going to be a good one.
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"Hey Vash!!! Quit daydreaming and get the door!!" Knives exclaimed to him throwing him a frying pan.
Vash looked at him and sighs he opened the door.
"Huh? What is it kind sir?" Vash asked the man in front of him. "Telegram for Mr. Vash and Knives." He replied kindly as he handed the telegram.
The telegram read:
Mr. Vash and Mr. Knives,
We have received your letter. And we decided to come over. We are currently here on the train riding all the way there. Don't worry we'll be careful Seth is here with us. He'll be joining us for Christmas Eve.
P.s. Seth Yokunawa is Meryl's stupid fiancé. well they're not really but. I'll explain the details when we get there.
Sincerely,
Millie Thompson
A huge nerve crept up to each of their faces. and they were turning red. (of what?!)
"Seth Yokunawa?!" Vash stiffed as he repeated the name, he turns to Knives who looked back at him with his indescribable deranged expression.
"Her Fuckin' Fiancé!?" Knives shout back.
They just stood there looking at each other then looks back in the telegram. Vash's grip on the telegram tightened more. it's a good thing it isn't a person though. Things are going to be different tomorrow they both thought.
Then as if on queue they smiled back at each other and laughed out loud. like they are part of an evil sinister plan.
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"Ahem." Seth cough out, trying to breathe.
"Seth you okay?" Meryl asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I'm fine. looks like someone remembered me or something.
Yeah, or maybe someone's plannin' to kill you!! Millie thought.
A/N Oooopsssss.. How was it? bad? Or disgusting? Anyone confused? Anyone here mad at me now? Anyone like to kill? Anyone who would be grateful to review and do those things I said earlier will be truly appreciated. because at least someone read this thing. On to next chap.. and that chappy is surely to be a Christmas frenzy. I'm sorry if this took so long I know this is not good though but please. I'm trying to put aside my writer's block.
A/N Thanks to the reviews. I really appreciate the time you spend on reading this little ficcy. Do read and review!!! ^_^; domo arigatou gozaimasu!!!
This chapter is just based on the twins' pov.
-Knives' Pov-
Hn. I thought I'd never feel like this anymore since that day Rem died. Those insurance girls surely did it. Insurance girls. You used to call them spiders. Knives you're definitely freaking out. this is not you. definitely not you.
I hate being vulnerable. at the same time. I hate being alone. If I were to choose between loneliness and being with friends that make you feel vulnerable. I'll choose. wait. I called them friends. I just remembered. I hate them. damn it. I freakin' hate those people.
Hn. I'd rather be alone. and left alone. What's wrong with that? I lived without that stupid of a brother. without them. without her so; I can go back to the usual cold-blooded killer that I used to be anytime.
Cold. Blooded. Killer. Those were the words she said to me the first time we spoke. before they left us. She always hated my guts. I always hated hers too. since she kept on following my brother. what did she saw? What did she feel? We're twins? So there's a BIG possibility that she could.
Last Christmas, that stupid day I first got to see her again. her long hair. her purple eyes. and my first kiss. our first kiss. poor Vash. I hope he won't put too much mistletoes again. or else I'll blow of them to pieces. every single piece.
This is definitely not me. not me. how can I have these damn stupid feelings anyway? I'm a cold-blooded killer, and I couldn't control it if I had the sudden urge of killing anything. much more anyone.
Maybe this Christmas, I'll try to be good to that stupid of a brother. I'll give him a chance to make up for what happened last Christmas. I mean. let's just give him a chance.
Come to think of it. maybe he's just giving up? He always makes it a habit to brag about how he's so into Meryl. and how good she is and blah. blah. blah. but how come he likes to talk about MILLIE these past few days. could he? Is he? Well that is really good news (grinning to himself) for me. ^_^;
-Vash's Pov-
What the hell is he thinking now? Why is he looking at me that way!? I'm he's brother and he likes to kill me? /gulp/ I hope not. I hope they'll be here soon. I can't wait to see Meryl again. I can't wait to give her this gift, this is the silver necklace I saw on the town's square. I really put every inch of my power to borrow money from all those people. even the ones I don't know. I think my voice is gift from heaven if it hadn't been for this voice. I couldn't have threatened those people to lend me money. "Please lend me money or else. I'll sing!!!" /lol/ I can still remember their faces. But that doesn't matter now. What matters is this gift and the wonderful Christmas Eve that we will share tomorrow.
Since I met them everything changed, they kept on following me wherever I go. She kept following me wherever I go. maybe this is destiny maybe these are all premonitions from heaven!!! Maybe she will be the woman I'll. Meryl walking down with me to the isle. and. oh chotto. maybe Nicholas' death meant something!!! Maybe Millie needs someone to care for her. I see now!!! So that's why Knives is looking at me in his typical death stare!!! He wants me to hook him up!!! Oh, this Christmas is going to be a good one.
-----@@---
"Hey Vash!!! Quit daydreaming and get the door!!" Knives exclaimed to him throwing him a frying pan.
Vash looked at him and sighs he opened the door.
"Huh? What is it kind sir?" Vash asked the man in front of him. "Telegram for Mr. Vash and Knives." He replied kindly as he handed the telegram.
The telegram read:
Mr. Vash and Mr. Knives,
We have received your letter. And we decided to come over. We are currently here on the train riding all the way there. Don't worry we'll be careful Seth is here with us. He'll be joining us for Christmas Eve.
P.s. Seth Yokunawa is Meryl's stupid fiancé. well they're not really but. I'll explain the details when we get there.
Sincerely,
Millie Thompson
A huge nerve crept up to each of their faces. and they were turning red. (of what?!)
"Seth Yokunawa?!" Vash stiffed as he repeated the name, he turns to Knives who looked back at him with his indescribable deranged expression.
"Her Fuckin' Fiancé!?" Knives shout back.
They just stood there looking at each other then looks back in the telegram. Vash's grip on the telegram tightened more. it's a good thing it isn't a person though. Things are going to be different tomorrow they both thought.
Then as if on queue they smiled back at each other and laughed out loud. like they are part of an evil sinister plan.
====^^=====
"Ahem." Seth cough out, trying to breathe.
"Seth you okay?" Meryl asked worriedly.
"Yeah, I'm fine. looks like someone remembered me or something.
Yeah, or maybe someone's plannin' to kill you!! Millie thought.
A/N Oooopsssss.. How was it? bad? Or disgusting? Anyone confused? Anyone here mad at me now? Anyone like to kill? Anyone who would be grateful to review and do those things I said earlier will be truly appreciated. because at least someone read this thing. On to next chap.. and that chappy is surely to be a Christmas frenzy. I'm sorry if this took so long I know this is not good though but please. I'm trying to put aside my writer's block.