Vash quickened his pace so as to hurry in time to make it home for dinner. Tonight Meryl was making his favorite. Spaghetti and meatballs, and for desert, donuts. "Knives, why don't you just wake up and walk on your own?"

Knives opened his eyes and tried to look at Vash. "Did you forget that you shot me!?"

Vash pondered upon this. "Oh yeah, well I wouldn't have had to shoot you if you would have stayed home!"

"Well if your spider spouse wouldn't harass me with such mundane things, then I might have stayed."

"Well Meryl is just making sure you get all the treatment you need."

"You're never there! She tortures me!"

Vash gave an abrupt short laugh. "She does no such thing Knives."

Knives sighed and then said, "You are at work, while I was left in her care. She would laugh at me, then she would eat in front of me, and to top that off, she would constantly talk about you!!"

Vash gasped. "She does? When did she tell you!? What did she tell you?"

"What does that matter, she already married you." Knives said in disgust, Vash knew he didn't care for the spiders, and here Vash went and made him related to one.

"That's right. But, when did she tell you this?"

Knives sighed. "The third week I was there. When I first became conscious again. She told me everything, even how much she hated me."

"Knives, Meryl doesn't hate you. If she hated you, then you wouldn't be standing right now."

"Vash I'm not standing now."

"Oh." Vash was silent the hamster in his head running on the wheel. "But Meryl doesn't hate you."

"When you get home and leave me here when you do. Just ask her. She'll tell you the truth." Knives sighed. He knew Vash would never know the truth. He wasn't that smart.