Gah! That last chapter took a while to post. Finally got it up there.
Now, as INCENTIVE FOR YOU GUYS TO REVIEW, I'm gonna respond to review at
the beginning/end of a chapter. So review. I appreciate it!
Response to the Weasel de la Future: Heh. I'm going to have fun with this chapter...
DISCLAIMER! You're deaf.
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ReVash:
"Aw, Knives, that's mean." Faster than Knives could react, Vash picked up an apple from his brother's side and threw it to Legato.
Knives turned to Vash. "Vash, you fool! Do you know what you've done?"
Chapter 5: ...Is That They Might Go Crazy
Knives grabbed for the apple in Legato's hand. Too late. Legato had eaten it.
Knives turned to Vash. "D@mmit, Vash. You don't know what health food does to him. All I'm saying is that if you want to stay alive, start running now."
Vash: blink blink.
Legato made a strange noise. The plant brothers turned to him. "Oh no," groaned Knives, "it's already started."
"Wert," said Legato. He looked around. "Wert, wert." He licked his hand. He stood up, spun and many circles, then sat down. He batted at the skull on his elbow. He started gnawing on the spikes protruding from the shoulder of his cape. He then caught sight of Knives.
"Mastah!" Legato ran over and hugged Knives' feet. "Mastah, I alive. Me to kill mortals want you?"
Knives had his hand on his forehead. "No Legato."
"Alright. I glad for you what happen? Alive being you, then Gung-Ho- Guns go to BOOM the angry little vAsH-oNe!" Legato saw Vash. "WERT! I kill and make sad the arm-giver!" He used his mind powers. Vash started tap-dancing. "Hey! I didn't know I could do that..."
"sIlEnCe, foOliSh Vash-OnE! YOu AnGeR thE ME! HEh HehHeHEh E! I make sad you the!" Vash's hand started moving toward his gun.
Knives saw it was time for drastic measures. "Legato, if you do not stop I shall be angry."
"Mastah sad be angry? Me at? Much how of the aNgRy?"
"Very angry, minion."
Legato started crying. "I sad that mastah no happy. Stop now I." He cried for a minute and twenty-three seconds, the ground becoming quite wet. Then he stopped and walked over to Knives. "Mastah?"
"What."
"Do you have...alky-hol?"
"No, Legato, I do not have any alcohol."
"What?!?!?!?!?! NO ALKY-HOL! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! vAsH-oNe, dO yOu have aLkY-HOL!" Vash shook his head. "What! NO METHYL! Then I caNNot become an AEROPLANE!" And he started pretending to fly, holding his cloak-thing out with both hands like bat-wings.
"How long has he been like this?" Vash asked his brother, as Legato ran by shouting "NNNNYYYYEEEERRRROOOO!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Ever since he came into my employment."
"Geez, that was stupid," said Vash without thinking. "Why hire the crazy guy?"
"I didn't know he was crazy. I just kinda hired him on a whim, not knowing anything about him. On his application it said something about a medical condition, but I didn't really ask what it was until too late."
"And that is?"
"He can only eat junk food. Every time he eats something healthy, this happens." Knives laughed evilly. "He made the rest of the Gung-ho- guns very nervous."
"I can see why," said Vash. Legato sat down like a cat, licking his hand. "Aww, that's kinda cute." Vash patted Legato's head. Legato sank his teeth into Vash's ankle.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHH!" said Vash.
"Maow," said Legato.
Knives thought for a moment. Legato reminded him of someone...
"Brother?"
Knives looked down at Vash, who was bandaging his ankle, and dismissed his former contemplations with a wave of his hand. "Yes?"
"How long's he going to be like this?"
"I'm not sure. It can go on for days at a time."
Vash groaned.
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So the group walked on into the desert. To be more accurate, Vash and Knives walked. Legato pranced.
"Stop doing that!" said Vash.
"wHy, vAsH-oNe?"
"It's SCARY."
Legato stopped prancing. He began sauntering, and the three kept walking. The sun set. The group stopped for the night under a solitary cactus. Vash and Knives fell asleep, and in the middle of the night, Knives woke. He looked around. His brother was sleeping soundly, but Legato was nowhere to be seen. And atop the cactus, outlined against the moon, a small black cat began singing.
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PTG: How d'you like that?
Knives: (still laughing)
Vash: (rubbing his ankle)
PTG: I got the idea from the whole arm-licking thing. And the fact that you never see Legato and Kuroneko-sama in the same scene together. Keep reading, and more will happen.
Response to the Weasel de la Future: Heh. I'm going to have fun with this chapter...
DISCLAIMER! You're deaf.
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ReVash:
"Aw, Knives, that's mean." Faster than Knives could react, Vash picked up an apple from his brother's side and threw it to Legato.
Knives turned to Vash. "Vash, you fool! Do you know what you've done?"
Chapter 5: ...Is That They Might Go Crazy
Knives grabbed for the apple in Legato's hand. Too late. Legato had eaten it.
Knives turned to Vash. "D@mmit, Vash. You don't know what health food does to him. All I'm saying is that if you want to stay alive, start running now."
Vash: blink blink.
Legato made a strange noise. The plant brothers turned to him. "Oh no," groaned Knives, "it's already started."
"Wert," said Legato. He looked around. "Wert, wert." He licked his hand. He stood up, spun and many circles, then sat down. He batted at the skull on his elbow. He started gnawing on the spikes protruding from the shoulder of his cape. He then caught sight of Knives.
"Mastah!" Legato ran over and hugged Knives' feet. "Mastah, I alive. Me to kill mortals want you?"
Knives had his hand on his forehead. "No Legato."
"Alright. I glad for you what happen? Alive being you, then Gung-Ho- Guns go to BOOM the angry little vAsH-oNe!" Legato saw Vash. "WERT! I kill and make sad the arm-giver!" He used his mind powers. Vash started tap-dancing. "Hey! I didn't know I could do that..."
"sIlEnCe, foOliSh Vash-OnE! YOu AnGeR thE ME! HEh HehHeHEh E! I make sad you the!" Vash's hand started moving toward his gun.
Knives saw it was time for drastic measures. "Legato, if you do not stop I shall be angry."
"Mastah sad be angry? Me at? Much how of the aNgRy?"
"Very angry, minion."
Legato started crying. "I sad that mastah no happy. Stop now I." He cried for a minute and twenty-three seconds, the ground becoming quite wet. Then he stopped and walked over to Knives. "Mastah?"
"What."
"Do you have...alky-hol?"
"No, Legato, I do not have any alcohol."
"What?!?!?!?!?! NO ALKY-HOL! NOOOOOOOOOOOO! vAsH-oNe, dO yOu have aLkY-HOL!" Vash shook his head. "What! NO METHYL! Then I caNNot become an AEROPLANE!" And he started pretending to fly, holding his cloak-thing out with both hands like bat-wings.
"How long has he been like this?" Vash asked his brother, as Legato ran by shouting "NNNNYYYYEEEERRRROOOO!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Ever since he came into my employment."
"Geez, that was stupid," said Vash without thinking. "Why hire the crazy guy?"
"I didn't know he was crazy. I just kinda hired him on a whim, not knowing anything about him. On his application it said something about a medical condition, but I didn't really ask what it was until too late."
"And that is?"
"He can only eat junk food. Every time he eats something healthy, this happens." Knives laughed evilly. "He made the rest of the Gung-ho- guns very nervous."
"I can see why," said Vash. Legato sat down like a cat, licking his hand. "Aww, that's kinda cute." Vash patted Legato's head. Legato sank his teeth into Vash's ankle.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHH!" said Vash.
"Maow," said Legato.
Knives thought for a moment. Legato reminded him of someone...
"Brother?"
Knives looked down at Vash, who was bandaging his ankle, and dismissed his former contemplations with a wave of his hand. "Yes?"
"How long's he going to be like this?"
"I'm not sure. It can go on for days at a time."
Vash groaned.
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So the group walked on into the desert. To be more accurate, Vash and Knives walked. Legato pranced.
"Stop doing that!" said Vash.
"wHy, vAsH-oNe?"
"It's SCARY."
Legato stopped prancing. He began sauntering, and the three kept walking. The sun set. The group stopped for the night under a solitary cactus. Vash and Knives fell asleep, and in the middle of the night, Knives woke. He looked around. His brother was sleeping soundly, but Legato was nowhere to be seen. And atop the cactus, outlined against the moon, a small black cat began singing.
~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~
PTG: How d'you like that?
Knives: (still laughing)
Vash: (rubbing his ankle)
PTG: I got the idea from the whole arm-licking thing. And the fact that you never see Legato and Kuroneko-sama in the same scene together. Keep reading, and more will happen.
