Everyone else was doing these things called drabbles, where its only 100
words long. This isn't like a continuing story, just some tiny exerts. It
doesn't follow plot. It's just some randomness. This story got its name
from things that would dribble into my mind, and I would be sad because I
couldn't put them into my story, so here you go.
She watched as she held her daughter in her arms. The man of her dreams was sitting out by the fountain.
A little girl ran up to him.
"Mr. Vash! Will you fire my gun?"
"Sure why not!" he shot the gun into the air.
"That's some piece of machinery, nice and accurate."
"Heyy jimmy! I got VASH to fire my gun!"
He turned to look at her. His smile was genuine. His beautiful emerald eyes glittered.
He was not a mass murderer or a homicidal maniac. He was Vash, mentor, comedian, actor, ace gunman, friend, husband, and father.
Ill continue if I get any good reviews, it was pretty fun, I admit, and they say these help your writing skills. I think it's by giving enough thoughts to start a story into a tiny amount of words so that your whole story has meaning. I don't think ill start a story about any of these yet. Next up is a Milly x Wolfwood.
She watched as she held her daughter in her arms. The man of her dreams was sitting out by the fountain.
A little girl ran up to him.
"Mr. Vash! Will you fire my gun?"
"Sure why not!" he shot the gun into the air.
"That's some piece of machinery, nice and accurate."
"Heyy jimmy! I got VASH to fire my gun!"
He turned to look at her. His smile was genuine. His beautiful emerald eyes glittered.
He was not a mass murderer or a homicidal maniac. He was Vash, mentor, comedian, actor, ace gunman, friend, husband, and father.
Ill continue if I get any good reviews, it was pretty fun, I admit, and they say these help your writing skills. I think it's by giving enough thoughts to start a story into a tiny amount of words so that your whole story has meaning. I don't think ill start a story about any of these yet. Next up is a Milly x Wolfwood.