TriWaRpEd
Chapter 2
Lost and Broken Doughnuts
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Hey it's me again! This is the second Chapter! ^_^ whoohoo! I hope to get a lot into this chapter. Well for the title ^^' that's my little joke. Vash = looking for the reason everything is messed up there for the doughnuts are lost… and everything is messed up therefore they are broken ^^' my little wordplay sorry I couldn't think of anything else! Well I hope you like this chapter. I'm hopping that this will be a long one ¬¬ if its not I don't know what I'll do…. I'll probably just write the next chapter… anyway ENGOY ^_^
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As I stepped into warrens City I saw a man with dark hair, it's that drunken gunsmith Frank Marlon, I thought with a smile. Then I stopped as I was about to commence that all famous seen of him attacking me for booze… wait, this isn't right… to early in the episode…I blinked a few times as Frank came toward me. I pushed my sunglasses a bit further up my nose then waved to the man, "Hey you got any booze?" he mumbled, I could tell by the way he was speaking he was very drunk. "Uh… no I'm fresh out" I said with a smile, and then the man tackled me, "AAIEEE!" I yelped in surprise, HOLY SHIT THAT SCARED ME! Was all I was thinking as the man rambled on about how we were such grate buddies and how I should go with him and buy him some booze. I got up from my forced place on the ground and started to crawl away when he put his hand on my shoulder, "Ya know what?" he said, "N-no… I don't…"
"YER MY BEST FRIEND" he tackled me down again as I grasped for handholds in the dirt, "AIIEEE" I yelped again trying to get free of this drunk. "Let's go to the bar!" he proclaimed then laughed. "O.K. … J-just get off of me" I mumbled.
As we sat in the bar this nice drunk began ranting about how we wanted the 'good stuff' and that I was the son of a rich man, "Oh no just give us the cheapest stuff you have" I smiled at the nice lady whom was about to serve our drinks then she nodded at my gun, "I'll have to take that off of ye son" I blinked a few times, This is… relatively right but still I'm on edge, Thinking as I handed her my custom, six-shot colt-45 revolver. As she looked the shining gun over she mumbled a bit about how heavy it was and how rare of a gun it was, "It's a really good gun" I said smiling to her then Frank the drunk glaring at the gun said, "That gun is off" he mumbled then I looked at him "Yeah it is, 10 inches off" He looked away then I looked back to the Bartender, "Do you know Frank Marlon? I came here to see if he'd fix my gun…" She set our drinks on the table and began the tale about how Frank Marlon was a hero back long ago and how that gun hanging on the wall was one of his own made guns.
I sighed at hearing the tale then she said, "You don't want him to fix your gun now, He'd pawn it for booze" then the drunk (Frank Marlon) threw his glass at the wall, "Shudup!" then he smiled and grabbed my glass, then looked at me, "You're a fool to trust your gun in the hands of a complete stranger" I studied him for a moment, This is right… maybe nothing is going to mess up anymore…, Then I filled him another glass of the brandy.
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A few hours later
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We were thrown out of the bar, and both of us were drunk to almost stupidity. "Heey what about my gun?" I wined slightly as the lady threw my gun at me and smacked me in the face with it, "Oww…" the man looked at me then blinked, "You ok brother?" I nodded, "Yeah"
At Marlon's house we kept drinking as he mumbled about being in charity work at one point or another. I just incoherently listened and agreed with the man. He passed out and not to long after that I was out also, maybe… I drank a bit to much…was the last thing that went through my mind.
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Another few hours later
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I sat up holding my head "Gah headache" then looked at Marlon whom was still passed out. I covered him up and left my gun on his table knowing the man would most likely fix it, if things kept going right. I left his house and walked to an alley and hid in some trashcans. "Wow this sucks" I looked at the fake 'Vash' whom was really just a bandit named Joshua. I lifted the trashcan as I sat up in the trashcan, "Countermeasure Number 1: Take the place of a hostage." Then Marlon was beside my trashcan and pressing the lid down on my head, "wont work" I sat back up, "Number two then: Send everybody into a mad panic by shouting 'Earthquake!'" Then Marlon leaned against the trashcan lid closing it on me, "Even worse.." I stood up in the trashcan the lid still on my head then I turned to face Marlon, "Then what do you suggest?" he looked at me then said, "I'd have to go with number 3: You know just shut up and let 'em take the money" I stood and faced where Joshua sat in his chair and said, "I don't think so" Then Marlon stared at me, "why the hell are you sticking your neck out?! Just keep quiet and all will be great" Then I told him the made up story of the little girl whose money is being stolen, I kept my face straight as possible while doing this. Marlon looked at the girl "You know her?" Then I stepped out of the trashcan, "Nah I just made it up" then he asked me, "What are you doing worrying about other people's money? I mean what is in it for you?" Then I said, "Nothing at all…" Then turned to him holding my hand lightly to the trashcan-lid and saying, "except this situation is not equal" Marlon held a blank stare as I walked off toward Joshua the bandit.
I walked toward them the trashcan lid tipped slightly and my hand still lightly on it, making my face so shadowed that it was nearly invisible. I stopped when shot at, So far all's good I hope nothing screws up... The men yelled to me, "what do you think your doing?!" I answered smartly, "Nah not really, I'm not all that great" I stepped once onto the ground with my Right boot unleashing a hidden dagger and slicing their get away car's tire. "Ah geez that's too bad looks like you got a flat, well I guess you won't be escaping in this!" I smirked at them. Both of the henchmen were dumbfounded with anger and Joshua jumped up unleashing his huge gun, "YOU LITTLE!" he began to shoot at me as I used the trashcan lid (yes it was still on my head) To block multiple shots and jumped behind the car. Laying on my back one of the henchmen was standing over me cackling and pointing a gun at me. "OI!" then I reached up and grabbed his gun with strength that he couldn't match I twisted his arm behind his back as I stood up. The other guards, baffled began asking 'how I did it' then they started pointing to Joshua and calling him the Humanoid-typhoon "well that's funny" I said, "pardon me" I snapped the mans neck slightly and dropped him, "but I was under the impression that he was a lot more handsome" I smirked at them all. Joshua hit the roof screaming about how I was implying that he was not Vash. Of course I was implying that he was not me… because I am me, "maybe we should find out" I put my hand in my pocket and aimed a fake gun at him, the gun was my finger but nobody knew that. It looked like an old fashion showdown, as everyone stopped to stair at the two 'armed' men. I stared Joshua down with a frown on my face; the barkeeper should intervene… now! And nothing happened. The towns people… they should be coming at him with guns… all of them should! Joshua began to laugh, "So your not gona move?" I glared at him, "you first…" He then cocked his gun getting it ready; it opened up into a rather badass looking gun. Then something right happened, Marlon was behind the man with a 'gun' to his head, "Checkmate Mr. Shooting from behind just isn't my style" Joshua dropped his gun then ran off with his henchmen screaming about how we all would pay. The townspeople had their guns in their hands, just hadn't moved yet, Its so… screwed up…"Hah… they really stick together" I mumbled then pulled my hand out of my pocket revealing my hand pointed into the shape of a gun as Marlon showed me the same, "wasn't even loaded" I laughed, "Sure wasn't!"
Instead of dropping by the bar I left, I don't need to be drunk I need to find out what is wrong… I stopped at Marlon's house. He was there on the porch, "here's your gun… amazing you trusted me with it…" I smiled and took my gun from him as he explained what he did to it. "Thanks" I said simply, "Farewell!" As I walked off he stopped me, "hey what do you intend to do with that gun?" I looked at him and got an over serious face "I INTEND TO CREATE PEACE AND EQUALITY THROUOUGHT THE WORLD!" I said. As he laughed I walked off into the desert night Adue kind townspeople Adue…
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Hope you liked it o.o; I know its only one episode in that one…. BUT IT WAS LONG T-T and I don't want to do too much for you people.: evil laugh:. I'm just gona keep going as I am. Pace myself Pace myself. Well REVEW! PLEASE! ^_^ (oh and I accidentally had to upload this again because I forgot to spell check)