Well, how was it? Eh, have I any reason to continue? Wait a minute, yes I do! This is all for the devotion to that special show called Trigun (which I don't own), but it's still a fun thing to write fiction about a cartoon. Yes I know I'm weird…

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            By the late morning, Vash and Fenella were woken up in a very odd manner. They had heard some loud banging noises on the front door; it was as though somebody was trying to get inside. The two of them jumped out of bed and tried to get out of the hotel through the window, but by that time the intruders had already made their way in. The next thing Vash remembered was that he saw Terrie walk into the hotel room, grab Fenella by her hair while she held a knife to her throat, and then the two of them had left with the captive screaming for help. The rest of the people that were left inside the room pulled Vash out of the window and hit him over the head with a gun, leaving his unconscious body on the floor. (A.N-We'll come back to him later)

              Terrie roughly dragged Fenella down the stairs and straight through the lobby. When they were outside, Terrie removed the knife from Fenella's throat, used it to cut the hair she was holding, and threw her to the ground. Fenella sat there on the ground feeling her head for the hair she hoped was left, but she only found a shorter length. She stared at the hair Terrie cut off in horror.

            "Why the hell did you do that?" Fenella screamed.

            "You'll see," Terrie replied, putting her knife away and pulling a gun out, "watch and learn little sis." She held her gun to the sky and fired several bullets, causing half of the town to take cover on the ground, "Ladies and Gentlemen, where's the sheriff of this town? If someone would be so kind as to go fetch the man." With that, a guy stood up and bolted off in the opposite direction.

            "Why do you have to ask them? Couldn't you just go find him yourself?" asked Fenella.

            "Nah, I prefer to not kiss ass." Said Terrie.

            "Oh, you still never told me why you just cut my hair."

            "Just…bloody…wait." she growled.

            "For what?"

            "For that." Terrie pointed with her gun to the man that had run off and returned with the sheriff.

            "Waaaaiiiiit," Fenella said, "that's not a guy…that's a GIRL!!" she stood up, but Terrie only held her down.

            The man and the sheriff approached and looked at the girl who sat on the ground with short hair. A piece of paper was pulled from the man's pocket and handed to the sheriff. Fenella recognized the paper from behind and realized that it was her wanted poster. The sheriff compared the picture to Fenella only to see the same person. She then handed it to the man and signaled Fenella to stand up and follow her. Terrie stayed behind Fenella to make sure that she would escape while the sheriff directed them to the jailhouse. On the way, Fenella caught a second glimpse of her wanted picture being held in the civilian's hands. She noticed that her hair was shorter in the picture than what it had been recently.

            "Why didn't I notice that earlier?" Fenella thought to herself.

            Eventually, the four got to the jailhouse where the sheriff isolated Fenella to a cell and congratulated Terrie for catching a wanted criminal. The man went un-rewarded since he was only used to fetch someone soon left.

            "So," Terrie said, sitting on the only desk in the jailhouse, "when do I get paid that little bounty?"

            The sheriff glanced over at Fenella who was leaning against the bars.

            "When that girl is hanging from her neck." The sheriff hinted at the prisoner, "Until then, we first need to set a hanging date."

            "A hanging date?" Fenella cried.

            "Shut it!" Terrie and the sheriff said in unison.

            "Anyway," Terrie began, "I never did get your name." 

            "It's Belle, but no one usually calls me by that name. My citizens just call me 'sheriff'." Belle said.

            "Okay then" Terrie smirked.

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            Okay, I'm WEIRD! The STORY is WEIRD, but it'll all make sense when somebody decides to put the puzzle pieces back together. Savvy? Alrighty then. Oh, and on the last chappie, sorry for the randomness, I was feeling…odd. ^_^