Vash frowned as painful memories came back. The blood Wolfwood left
behind as he used his last strength to get to the church, his last words,
they all came flooding back. Vash remembered he followed the blood there
and checked Wolfwood's pulse himself. There was none, he wasn't breathing
and his heart had stopped. So what was all this bull about him sending
presents to Millie?
~¤~Science takes a leap~¤~
Vash put the check down and rubbed his face. Misty sat down and watched him, then said "Is something wrong?"
"Is something wrong? Wolfwood is dead. Who is the guy who keeps sending Millie all of these gifts? It's so cruel! She's 7 months pregnant and she still thinks he's coming back. I saw him dead with my own two eyes." Vash sat down and stared at his lap.
"I can take you to the man who is sending the gifts, if you like." Misty was a bit quieter now, almost as if she felt it was her fault the gifts were being sent.
"Where is he?" Vash stood and took a sleepy Lily in his arms, wrapping her in a blanket. "Take me to him now."
Misty got up again and sighed, getting an umbrella to keep the sun off of her skin when she stepped outside. She opened up the umbrella after going outside, and locking the door. "He's back in the medical ward in the ship. That's practically the only part that hasn't lost power yet. But we got some of the old plants, and made sure they were okay, then we relocated them outside. New Oregon actually has 5 plants, but only 2 were operational." Misty smiled as she saw some kids run by, playing with a ball and some cats. Vash looked at her and smiled too.
"It's amazing how humans can communicate with animals at a young age." Vash hugged Lily to his chest as he walked along.
"Yes, it is fascinating. I love cats, myself," Misty said as she stopped to pick one up. The small black cat purred and rubbed against her cheek. "I think I'll call this one Whiskers."
Vash laughed and watched it bound off after Misty put it down. He began walking again towards the ship. "You name them?"
"They're like my children." A sad smile came across Misty's face as she adjusted her umbrella, and watched the cats resume playing.
Vash's smile faded as he watched her expression change. He looked down to Lily, and thought how he had taken advantage of such a wonderful little girl. He never had kids, he never thought of having any, and out of the blue, one decides to make him her father. But Misty wasn't so lucky. She had wanted children for over 100 years, but she could never even tell the man she was in love with how she felt. That was more of a relief for Vash.
"How is he? Knives, I mean. Is he doing alright?" Misty's voice was quieter now, her face flushed in embarrassment as she mentioned Knives' name.
Vash sighed an annoyed sigh and said, "He's not awake yet. He was transferred to a facility in May, but they can't keep him there for long."
"I know," Misty replied as she twirled her umbrella around happily, "he's being transferred right here. But I wanted to know how he was doing," she said in a singsong tone of voice.
Vash groaned and rubbed his face with his free hand as Misty started to hum songs she wrote centering on Knives.
Vash rolled his eyes and continued along until they got to the large ship. He waited for Misty to open the door, and then he followed her inside. The look, the smell, the feel, it all had a nostalgia to it that hit Vash as soon as he walked in. He smiled and ran his hands along the walls, looking into the rooms and just messing with everything in general. Misty laughed and got him to stop touching everything once they got into the medical part of the ship.
"Okay! He's right in here. Please be quiet though, he's been having migraines." Misty slowly opened the door and let Vash in. Vash put Lily down on a chair and slowly walked over to the bed, where a lump lay under the covers. The lump was hooked up to a machine breathing for him, and had tubes down his throat and up his nose.
"This is it. This is the imposter." Vash walked over to the other side of the bed, and pulling off part of the covers, got a good look at the culprit.
~¤~Science takes a leap~¤~
Vash put the check down and rubbed his face. Misty sat down and watched him, then said "Is something wrong?"
"Is something wrong? Wolfwood is dead. Who is the guy who keeps sending Millie all of these gifts? It's so cruel! She's 7 months pregnant and she still thinks he's coming back. I saw him dead with my own two eyes." Vash sat down and stared at his lap.
"I can take you to the man who is sending the gifts, if you like." Misty was a bit quieter now, almost as if she felt it was her fault the gifts were being sent.
"Where is he?" Vash stood and took a sleepy Lily in his arms, wrapping her in a blanket. "Take me to him now."
Misty got up again and sighed, getting an umbrella to keep the sun off of her skin when she stepped outside. She opened up the umbrella after going outside, and locking the door. "He's back in the medical ward in the ship. That's practically the only part that hasn't lost power yet. But we got some of the old plants, and made sure they were okay, then we relocated them outside. New Oregon actually has 5 plants, but only 2 were operational." Misty smiled as she saw some kids run by, playing with a ball and some cats. Vash looked at her and smiled too.
"It's amazing how humans can communicate with animals at a young age." Vash hugged Lily to his chest as he walked along.
"Yes, it is fascinating. I love cats, myself," Misty said as she stopped to pick one up. The small black cat purred and rubbed against her cheek. "I think I'll call this one Whiskers."
Vash laughed and watched it bound off after Misty put it down. He began walking again towards the ship. "You name them?"
"They're like my children." A sad smile came across Misty's face as she adjusted her umbrella, and watched the cats resume playing.
Vash's smile faded as he watched her expression change. He looked down to Lily, and thought how he had taken advantage of such a wonderful little girl. He never had kids, he never thought of having any, and out of the blue, one decides to make him her father. But Misty wasn't so lucky. She had wanted children for over 100 years, but she could never even tell the man she was in love with how she felt. That was more of a relief for Vash.
"How is he? Knives, I mean. Is he doing alright?" Misty's voice was quieter now, her face flushed in embarrassment as she mentioned Knives' name.
Vash sighed an annoyed sigh and said, "He's not awake yet. He was transferred to a facility in May, but they can't keep him there for long."
"I know," Misty replied as she twirled her umbrella around happily, "he's being transferred right here. But I wanted to know how he was doing," she said in a singsong tone of voice.
Vash groaned and rubbed his face with his free hand as Misty started to hum songs she wrote centering on Knives.
Vash rolled his eyes and continued along until they got to the large ship. He waited for Misty to open the door, and then he followed her inside. The look, the smell, the feel, it all had a nostalgia to it that hit Vash as soon as he walked in. He smiled and ran his hands along the walls, looking into the rooms and just messing with everything in general. Misty laughed and got him to stop touching everything once they got into the medical part of the ship.
"Okay! He's right in here. Please be quiet though, he's been having migraines." Misty slowly opened the door and let Vash in. Vash put Lily down on a chair and slowly walked over to the bed, where a lump lay under the covers. The lump was hooked up to a machine breathing for him, and had tubes down his throat and up his nose.
"This is it. This is the imposter." Vash walked over to the other side of the bed, and pulling off part of the covers, got a good look at the culprit.
