How long has it been? Knives is disabled for a while now. I can't belive I
acually got all six shots in. Life is great! I'm finally able to relax.
Well, If this is what you call relaxing.
~¤~The end and beginning~¤~
"Vash! Vash, Look at this mess!" Meryl had Vash in another lecture grip as she pointed out all the things Vash supposidly left around the room. "I told you to have this up an hour ago."
"But I did my job!" He replied pitifully. "Wait.. you're right, for once." Meryl looked around the room. Books, papers, a dress. It was all Millie's. "Where is Millie? It's very unlike her to leave such a mess!"
"I don't know. I never saw her get up this morning." Vash took some of the left over donuts from breakfast and finished them off. He replied with a full mouth, "I don't even think she got up out of bed this morning. Maybe she's sick?"
Meryl walked over to Millie's bedroom door, and gently knocked. "Millie? I'm coming in." She slowly opened the door. Millie's room was a mess, dirty dishes, papaerwork, pencils everywhere. "Millie? Are you alright?" After some silence, Meryl noticed the bathroom light was on. Then, she heard the unmistakable sound of vommiting. "Oh, Millie.." Millie came out whiping her mouth. She was very pale, and sweaty from all the straining her body was making her do. "Sorry about the mess, Meryl. I'll get it cleaned up.." Even her voice sounded weak. "No," Meryl demanded sternly, as was her way, "You're going right to bed. No offence, but you look terrible. Come on, lets get you into some clean clothes."
With some help, Millie got a change of pajamas, and went to bed. Meryl tidied up, then went into the bathroom to clean up. She went to empty the trashcan. "What's this? ..oh... Millie..."
That night at dinner, Meryl was very quiet. Vash didn't seem to notice until he saw Meryl hadn't eaten anything. You know Vash, when he's eating, food's the only thing on his mind. "Hey, you haven't touched your food. Something wrong?"
"Huh..? Oh. I was just thinking.." Meryl absently stirred her food around.
"Yeah? About what?" Vash reached over to take her plate. Meryl didn't protest.
"Millie."
"Oh? Did you find out what was wrong with her? I heard her tossing her cookies."
"She's. .....got the flu." Meryl was never good at lying, and Vash knew it, but he played along.
"Oh. I hear that's bad especially scince it's out of season this time of year and no one has it." Meryl sighed and got up, leaving her food with Vash. That food never had a chance.
The next afternoon, after getting some more food for the week, Meryl got Vash out of the house, and got Millie out of her room. "Millie, I want to talk to you about this." Meryl held up her find from the trashcan. "You don't need to keep anything from me. Now, please tell me. what this is." As if she needed to ask. But maybe, there's some distant chance it wasn't what she though it was. "A pregnency test." Millie replied. She wasn't ashamed, but she was really tired. "And.. What does it say?" Again, maybe Meryl's wrong. "It says positive. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, Meryl. I just couldn't." Now, she looked ashamed.
"But, I don't understand. You're not the kind of girl to go out and get yourself pregnant. That's not you at all!" Now meryl was frustrated beyond belief. Was the Millie she knew all this time really just a dream?
"It's Mr. Wolfwood's."
"....Oh.. Millie.. but.."
"I didn't chose to raise this baby alone. And I wont. Hopefully, I have your support, and Mr. Vash's." Millie smiled for the first time she had woken up that day. "Besides, I'm sure Mr. Wolfwood will come back soon. He just had to take care of a few things. That's all."
"Millie.." Now she wanted more than ever to just change the subject. Millie was living in a dream world now. Hopefully, she's keep her same state of mind, wich is either really dumb and naiive, or really smart. No one could tell wich one.
"Millie, when did this happen?"
"Well, I don't know. It was either the night right before he left,"
"There was more than one time..?" Meryl started to blush. What kind of a priest was he?
"Or before that quick draw contest.."
"But you only knew him for a few weeks!"
"Yeah, and I was pretty drunk too." Millie laughed and stood back up. "I don't remember what happened. But I do remember, before he left, he gave me this." Millie walked into her room, and produced a beautiful engagement ring, and a wedding ring.
"Millie! Did you two..?"
"I told you. I don't remember. When I woke up I had these in my hand. I would wear them, but my fingers have swollen since then. Now, Meryl, I admit I did keep this from you, but I wouldn't go off and elope without telling you."
"Did you love him?" Meryl couldn't help but smile a little, even though she felt it wasn't the right time to do it.
"More than the world. And he loves me too."
..Loves. As if he could still do it. Come on, Millie! He's six feet under, and you're carrying his baby.
..What kind of a priest was he!?
~¤~The end and beginning~¤~
"Vash! Vash, Look at this mess!" Meryl had Vash in another lecture grip as she pointed out all the things Vash supposidly left around the room. "I told you to have this up an hour ago."
"But I did my job!" He replied pitifully. "Wait.. you're right, for once." Meryl looked around the room. Books, papers, a dress. It was all Millie's. "Where is Millie? It's very unlike her to leave such a mess!"
"I don't know. I never saw her get up this morning." Vash took some of the left over donuts from breakfast and finished them off. He replied with a full mouth, "I don't even think she got up out of bed this morning. Maybe she's sick?"
Meryl walked over to Millie's bedroom door, and gently knocked. "Millie? I'm coming in." She slowly opened the door. Millie's room was a mess, dirty dishes, papaerwork, pencils everywhere. "Millie? Are you alright?" After some silence, Meryl noticed the bathroom light was on. Then, she heard the unmistakable sound of vommiting. "Oh, Millie.." Millie came out whiping her mouth. She was very pale, and sweaty from all the straining her body was making her do. "Sorry about the mess, Meryl. I'll get it cleaned up.." Even her voice sounded weak. "No," Meryl demanded sternly, as was her way, "You're going right to bed. No offence, but you look terrible. Come on, lets get you into some clean clothes."
With some help, Millie got a change of pajamas, and went to bed. Meryl tidied up, then went into the bathroom to clean up. She went to empty the trashcan. "What's this? ..oh... Millie..."
That night at dinner, Meryl was very quiet. Vash didn't seem to notice until he saw Meryl hadn't eaten anything. You know Vash, when he's eating, food's the only thing on his mind. "Hey, you haven't touched your food. Something wrong?"
"Huh..? Oh. I was just thinking.." Meryl absently stirred her food around.
"Yeah? About what?" Vash reached over to take her plate. Meryl didn't protest.
"Millie."
"Oh? Did you find out what was wrong with her? I heard her tossing her cookies."
"She's. .....got the flu." Meryl was never good at lying, and Vash knew it, but he played along.
"Oh. I hear that's bad especially scince it's out of season this time of year and no one has it." Meryl sighed and got up, leaving her food with Vash. That food never had a chance.
The next afternoon, after getting some more food for the week, Meryl got Vash out of the house, and got Millie out of her room. "Millie, I want to talk to you about this." Meryl held up her find from the trashcan. "You don't need to keep anything from me. Now, please tell me. what this is." As if she needed to ask. But maybe, there's some distant chance it wasn't what she though it was. "A pregnency test." Millie replied. She wasn't ashamed, but she was really tired. "And.. What does it say?" Again, maybe Meryl's wrong. "It says positive. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, Meryl. I just couldn't." Now, she looked ashamed.
"But, I don't understand. You're not the kind of girl to go out and get yourself pregnant. That's not you at all!" Now meryl was frustrated beyond belief. Was the Millie she knew all this time really just a dream?
"It's Mr. Wolfwood's."
"....Oh.. Millie.. but.."
"I didn't chose to raise this baby alone. And I wont. Hopefully, I have your support, and Mr. Vash's." Millie smiled for the first time she had woken up that day. "Besides, I'm sure Mr. Wolfwood will come back soon. He just had to take care of a few things. That's all."
"Millie.." Now she wanted more than ever to just change the subject. Millie was living in a dream world now. Hopefully, she's keep her same state of mind, wich is either really dumb and naiive, or really smart. No one could tell wich one.
"Millie, when did this happen?"
"Well, I don't know. It was either the night right before he left,"
"There was more than one time..?" Meryl started to blush. What kind of a priest was he?
"Or before that quick draw contest.."
"But you only knew him for a few weeks!"
"Yeah, and I was pretty drunk too." Millie laughed and stood back up. "I don't remember what happened. But I do remember, before he left, he gave me this." Millie walked into her room, and produced a beautiful engagement ring, and a wedding ring.
"Millie! Did you two..?"
"I told you. I don't remember. When I woke up I had these in my hand. I would wear them, but my fingers have swollen since then. Now, Meryl, I admit I did keep this from you, but I wouldn't go off and elope without telling you."
"Did you love him?" Meryl couldn't help but smile a little, even though she felt it wasn't the right time to do it.
"More than the world. And he loves me too."
..Loves. As if he could still do it. Come on, Millie! He's six feet under, and you're carrying his baby.
..What kind of a priest was he!?
