Blondes, Black and a Telepath
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Chapter II: We're where!?
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DISCLAIMER: Still no ownie Trigun.
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"DVD player?" Vash asked. He looked to Wolfwood who could only shrug. He looked to Gretchen who had her arms around him. "Um, excuse me. Could you answer me something?" he poked Gretchen lightly. She looked up.
"I'll answer anything for you!" She smiled.
"GET OFF OF ME!!" Legato yelled from across the others. Gretchen looked to me.
"Ana, get off the poor psycho before he kills you." I got up.
"Fine…" I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Oh my! Is he…dead?!" We all heard Millie call from the couch. She had apparently spotted Ian. I smiled and laughed.
"He does a good impression of being dead, but I assure you, he just fainted." I pointed out. I looked to my DVD player. It was…sparking?!? "WAHH!!!" I screamed. "MY DVD PLAYER!! IT'S TOTALED!!" Ian suddenly sat up.
"WHAT?! BUT MY TRIGUN DVD WAS IN THERE!!" We both felt like crying. I went up to my DVD player and pressed the eject button. Luckily, Ian's DVD came out…but my DVD player was still totaled! Ian dove for his precious DVD. "My poor DVD! I'm glad your safe!" We all looked at him strange when he began to kiss it.
"Ana?"
"What?"
"Ian is strange."
"I agree." We stared at him a little longer until Vash broke the silence.
"Can someone please tell me where we are?" Gretchen spun around to him and smiled.
"Why you're at her house." She pointed a finger to me.
"And where is 'her' house?" Wolfwood asked, slightly annoyed.
"Um, here."
"Are we still on planet Gunsmoke?" Meryl asked, wanting to get to the point.
"Nope." Gretchen answered.
"Then where are we?!"
"In the real world."
"We're where?!" The Trigun cast chanted in unison.
"The real world. It means that Legato over there can't use telekinesis, Vash can't use his angel arm, Wolfwood…well, he can still smoke and you, Meryl, well…You can still be as bitchy as you want. And Millie can be as flaky as she wants." I smiled.
"BITCHY?!" Meryl yelled, appalled.
"Hey! Even VASH said it to you!" Meryl turned to Vash.
"And WHEN was this?!"
"I never said that to her."
"YES YOU DID! In episode- Oh wait. You guys don't know you're from a T.V show…Do you?"
"T.V show?" Wolfwood said. I looked to Legato…Was he even gonna talk?
"Hey Leggie!" He turned to me with an annoyed look.
"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue? Or is it you can't help but be pissed because you lost the power to kill?"
"Shut-up human."
"Human? If I'm human, what does that make you?" He looked away. I smiled. I could feel the stares of the others.
"HEY! Why the hell is he here?!" Wolfwood yelled. Ian, Gretchen and I looked to each other and shrugged.
"Hey, where's Knives?" Ian suddenly inquired. Vash looked surprised, as did Wolfwood.
"HOW DID YOU KNOW ABOUT KNIVES?!" Vash yelled at Ian.
"Because he's the last character to appear in the series."
"Earth to Ian, they don't know that they're from a series."
"Oh yeah." Gretchen got up and looked to the stack of Trigun DVD's. She picked the one that had Knives on it and picked it up. She looked to the cover. Shock came over her.
"Um, guys?" She held the DVD up for everyone to see.
"What?! Where's Knives' picture? Ian, why does it only say Trigun on your High Noon cover?"
"I don't know?" I looked to all the other Trigun DVDs. There were no pictures on the front covers or even the back covers. Not even the summaries were on the back. All the front cover said was Trigun. I started to panic. I looked to Ian. Ian looked to Gretchen. Gretchen looked to me. I looked to Gretchen. Ian looked to me.
"TO THE INTERNET!" We yelled together. The three of us ran upstairs. I heard four other people come up the stairs.
"Gretchen, you take care of the internet searched and I'll look through my books." Gretchen leapt to my computer. Wolfwood, Vash, Meryl and Millie watched Gretchen. I looked through all my books of Trigun with Ian helping me. In my comics, there were only words. The names were not in it though; neither was anyone's picture. Not even Knives, who we thought was still in the DVDs where he belonged! I looked into my Trigun Art Book. Nothing but blank pages.
"Houston we've got a problem. No one's picture is in these books. Not even Knives or the Gung-Ho Guns." Ian looked to me.
"Does that mean that Knives and the Gung-Ho Guns are out there somewhere causing havoc!?"
"Well, everyone but Leonof could be causing trouble…Which is really bad!"
"But, will they follow Knives' orders since Legato's the boss?"
"Well the smart ones will."
"Meow." We all shut-up at that moment and turned to the doorway. There sat a small black cat with large green eyes.
"WAHH!!" We all jumped back. Gretchen fell out of the chair. It was Kuroneko.
"How did the cat get here?!"
"Maybe all major characters were transported into this world…Meaning Knives and the Gung-Ho Guns are definitely out there somewhere."
"What?! Oh God!" Vash suddenly yelled. Wolfwood wasn't too happy about the news either. Ian and I looked at each other and sighed.
"Ana, there's nothing on the internet about Trigun. Even your Trigun pictures and stories have all been lost." I look at Gretchen teary-eyed.
"What?! Please tell me my stories aren't gone!"
"I think anything relating to the story line of the show is gone." I flopped down on my floor.
"Are you going to be okay?" Ian asked.
"Ask me again in two to three days…"
"Ana where are your pictures you drew?" I pointed to a binder I had in the corner of my room. Gretchen picked it up and looked through it. She smiled.
"Hey! Some of your art is still left!" I leapt up and grabbed the binder.
"YAY! Some of my creations are still left!" I put the binder away. "Well, I think we should have a meeting and think about what we're going to do about Knives and such. And sleeping arrangements since we don't know what to do with you people."
"Sleeping arrangements? I don't wanna stay here! I wanna go back to my home thank you!" Meryl said. She really annoys me, I thought.
'She annoys everyone.' I jumped up.
"What's wrong Ana?"
"Please tell me you had a revelation!" Gretchen pleaded.
"Um, no." I answered. "Why doesn't everyone head downstairs and we'll begin our little 'meeting'." I said emphasizing the word meeting with quotation fingers. Everyone agreed reluctantly and went downstairs. I on the other hand stayed behind to continue my little conversation. 'Legato?'
'None other.'
'You still have your telepathy?'
'It would seem so.'
'Damn. For the love of God, don't wreak havoc. I will lock you up in my closet, and no thing, good or evil, belongs in there.' I could suddenly feel the tension coming from Legato, but he relaxed.
'No human is capable of good torture.'
'Wanna see me try?' He suddenly shut-up and I could feel him leave my mind. I smiled in triumph and walked downstairs. Everyone was kind of quiet, probably thinking over a million questions in their minds. It seemed like Legato was the only calm one at mind. "Okay everybody, there's nothing we can do at this possible point and time because well…I don't think we'll see any damage done until tomorrow…Knives might be scouting information or something. So here's the sleeping arrangements." They all looked at me eagerly, like I had a cure for cancer or something. "The girls, Gretchen, Millie and Meryl will sleep in my room. The boys can all sleep in the living room since I've got plenty of space on the floor and plenty of blankets and things." Wolfwood and Vash look somewhat disappointed. Millie and Meryl were happy, relief showed on their faces. I smiled.
"What about you Ana?" Gretchen pointed out.
"I'll sleep in my parents room in the basement. I get a bed all to myself!"
"That's not fair!" Vash said, Wolfwood agreeing.
"My house, my rules."
"You treat your house like a prison…" Ian said. "We can't possibly fit four guys in your living room."
"Yeah." Ian looked at me strange.
"We can't POSSIBLY fit four guys in this room. We'll fit two guys and one boy in this room." The three looked at me strange. "Ian, Vash and Wolfwood will sleep in the living room. Legato will sleep downstairs on the couch in the game room."
"Not fair! Why does Legato get his own place to sleep? And why by you of all places!?"
"Oh come on! Would you want him sleeping in the same room as you and then kill you in the middle of the night?"
"She's got a point." Gretchen said. Everyone finally agreed.
"Good. We've spent an hour worrying about things, now who's up for Hellsing and food?!" Ian and Gretchen raised their hands. "Let's get to watchin'!"