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AN: Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Sorry this took so long, but classes have been hell, I'm working on several other stories, visiting colleges, and writing applications. Yup my life hates. Me.

                                    Shove it Up Their Ass and Fire

                                                            By Daggerpoint and Ammerice

The first thing that registered in Terry's mind was that someone was shaking her. Correction someone was shaking her HARD. The second was that the mother killer of all headaches and shaking do not compliment each other.

"Stop it already! I'm bloody well awake," Terry groaned rolling on to her back, shielding her eyes from the near blinding light, with a casually raised arm. "And turn that damn light off. It's too bright, and sure as hell to early." Satisfied Terry rolled back over heading back into oblivion.

The shaking stopped abruptly. Terry sighed blissfully. Only to find the shaking replaced with a bucket of ice water and a "Get up NOW!" in her ear.

Gasping and coughing Terry slammed her body into a sitting position. "What the Fuck?!" Spitting out a final mouthful of water, Terry glared up at Kit. She for her part just grinned and shrugged, still holding the now empty bucket.

"That's it you're DEAD!" Terry lunged to her feet, and raced after her assailant. Both girls ran off, one for her life, the other close in pursuit, oblivious to their surroundings.

Kit squealed as she ran, turning down random streets and alleys, Terry always on her heels. She finally turned down a wooden offshoot of the street, up a ramp, and across a section of flat wood, dodging people as she went. She only stopped when she ran into a railing. Kit turned to look for a way out, only to find a still damp, and ticked Terry standing there.

"Now what did you think you were doing?" she hissed. Kit giggled and looked down at her feet. Both girls ignored the crowed that gathered around them.

"I'm waiting."

"Well… um… um…Youwereunconciousandshakingdidn'tworkand..." Kit paused for a breath from her rapid speech.

"And you thought it would be fun to poor ICE WATER ON ME!" Terry finished screaming.

"Well the bucket was just sitting there…It was to perfect an opportunity to pass up."

"Kit if I didn't luv ya like a sis you do know you would be over the side of the ship… Wait… Ship… Uh… Kit were the HELL are we?"

            For the first time both girls realized that they were no longer in their respective bedrooms. Both took a quick look around and became aware of the crowd that had gathered around them.

            "Toto I don't think we're in Kansas anymore." Kit giggled nervously.

            Terry just rolled her eyes. "Ya think? Besides we never were in Kansas in the first place."

            Kit turned to face her, hands on her hips. "I know that!"

            "Really? Coulda fooled me."

            Kit was about to respond when the crowed parted, to allow a man in an overcoat of red velvet through. His steps were slow and steady, black shiny shoes tapping upon the polished wood. Terry allowed her eyes to move up past the red coat to view his face. A tri-corner hat sat upon a mound of long black curls, which framed the haughty looking face. Terry fought back a smirk. This man was in for a big surprise if he tried to pull a "mightier-than-though" attitude.

            Kit cast a sideways glance at Terry, only to see the corner of her mouth go up ever so slightly. 'Oh shit.' Kit thought to herself. 'This is not going to be fun.'

            "Hey Kit" Terry called back to her, a smirk evident in her voice. "Looks like Vash the Stampede got a new hair cut."

            Despite her efforts Kit giggled.  Trust Terry to come up with something ridiculous like that, at the most random times. "I liked his old one better."

            "So did I." Terry tossed a careless grin back over her shoulder, while the men around them, looked completely confused. The exception was the figure in red, who was trying to figure out the insult. 

            Terry eyed the crowd. 'Good. They're really not paying much attention.' She slowly backed up until she was even with Kit, at the railing. Terry threw a quick look over the side. 'Just as I thought we're on a ship. Oh well, makes getting away easier.'

            "Well it was nice too meet you. Wait I take that back. We didn't really meet you." The looks around the girls grew even more puzzled. "Anyways we have to go." With that Terry grabbed Kit, and threw both of them over the side of the ship.

AN: Ok. Let me know if you want me to continue this. Review please!