Wow, I have no luck in the 'free time' department. Wilson has broken THREE TIMES. And my Dad takes forever to fix him! Argh. Well, I'll post part of the chapter now, and part of it later. Sorry! ;_;
Scarlet Rurouni - Glad you liked it! But I have no idea what you're talking about…what hanyou? *hides her Inuyasha plush* XD Actually, it was going to be the full moon, but I thought that was too typical. And Vash is MINE! *growlhiss*
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A loud, insistent beeping interrupted my frolicking with purple penguins, Blearily opening my eyes, I half-slid half-rolled out of bed. "Ugh…what a kooky dream…" I pulled a fleece robe on over my nightshirt. Shuffling down the hallway, I tried to figure out what I had eaten that had caused the odd mental adventure.
When I came into the living room, I stared around to be sure. Since there was no one on the couch and the knitted blankets were hidden behind it as per usual, I assumed it was the mushrooms.
Shuffleshuffleshuffle. Get pancake mix, eggs, milk, vanilla, bowl. Begin mixing.
"What 'cha doing?"
"ACK!!" I nearly spilled the batter. I glared over my shoulder at the curious needle noggin. "Do you have to do that?"
Vash blinked. "Do what?"
"And why couldn't you have just been a dream?!" I shouted. A distand thud told me Jamie was now awake. But I didn't care, I was on a roll. "Now I have to freaking baby-sit you! Can my life get any worse? Don't answer that. Now, if you don't mind, I have pancakes to make." Baleful glare.
"Oookay. I'll be over there." Vash slowly backed out of the kitchen, hands held up in front of him. Then he fell over the couch. I grinned, despite my irritation.
"Always good for a laugh…" I said, turning back to the batter.
I'd just gotten the lumps unclumped and was frying the first batch when Jamie came in. She looked over to see Vash sulking on the couch.
"Crap. It wasn't a dream?"
"Unfortunately not. We'll have to figure out what to do with him."
"Why are you helping me?" Vash asked. "You don't even know me."
"Actually, we kinda do. Hre, there's a animated TV show that tells of your adventures from the point in time that you met Milly and Meryl." I flipped the pancakes over. "It's quite popular." I didn't want to say anything about Knives, lest he'd been yanked out mid-series.
"People…enjoy watching me?" Vash asked, flabbergasted.
"Yup. You've got legions of fans." I put the finished pancakes onto a plate and handed it to Jamie. "Put there on the table, will ya?"
"Sure. Should I get the maple syrup?"
"And the boysenberry, too. Vash might like that." I busied myself making more pancakes. My grandma knew how to make them big and thin, but mine always turned out small and thick.
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Please don't kill me… *covers head*
