Chapter Three of The Book of Donuts and Humor
O/N Hello again. Enjoy the next crazy enstallment!
***********At the Place Vash and Co. are Staying************
"WHAT!?!" Meryl shouted, her hands in fists. "You did what?!?!" Some how the short woman was towering over the extremely tall Vash.
"I said yes to an invetation to dinner for all of us," he squeeked, cowering until he felt a wall of the kitchen behind his back.
"Do that mean you don't like my cooking?" The small woman atvanced toward him, drigger in hand.
"NO! Meryl, you got it all wrong..." He dodged a shot, trying to get towards the door.
Atleast, he thought that would be one of her reactions. Vash was standing out side the front door, reluctant to open it. Not that he could. The grocery bags fill with their 'nececities' took up all his arm room. He couldn't even see over them! He tried to think of some way to tell Meryl he was at the door.
Then it suddenly hit him. Literally!
Meryl looked down at down at him, holding the door open. She looked very surprised to see him. "Vash! It took you long enough!" Picking up three of the bags, she took them into the house.
The gunman followed her into the kitchen, carrying the other seven bags. Setting them on the counter, he was suddenly interested in the floor. "Um....Insurence girl..... Iexceptedaninvetationtoadinnerforallofus. Pleasedon'tbemad!" He said the last part so fast, it sounded like chipmunchs given healium.
Meryl looked up from putting some of the things away and asked, "What did you say, Vash? I didn't quite catch that last part."
Vash continued to be interested in the floor, "I...um....Excepted a dinner invetation for everyone..." He waited for the yell, the hitting, the lecture. And waited. And waited some more.
He finally got tired of waiting for so long, he looked up. Meryl was still putting things away, but smiling now. When she noticed Vash's eyes on her, she turned and looked at him.
Smiling at him, she said happily, "That's great, Vash! Now I don't have to cook, and neither does Milly! What time?"
Vash stared at her a moment, then her question registered in his head. "Oh...um...Seven."
Meryl nodded, heading toward the door. Confused, the donut lover asked, "Where are you going?! It's only five!"
The insurence girl stared back at him from the door way, about to go out. "Well, I first have to finish the new report to the boss, then tell Wolfwood and Milly about the dinner, and hopefully have enough time to get ready. So if you'd excuse me, I have a lot to do."
Vashed nodded meekly and went back to putting the groceries away when he heard the door shut behind her.
****************2 Hours Later***************
Milly heard the door bell and stopped mid swing. "Pudding?" she asked childishly, walking towards the door. When she opened it, the boy with hair as short as Meryl's stopped his hand mid-knock.
"Um...I'm here to take you guys to the house. Sis asked me to," he said shyly, rubbing the back of his neck.
Milly smiled at him, letting him into the house. "Is there pudding at the dinner?" She seemed really....hungry....for some reason.
"Uh...Yeah," he replied, staring behind her. The place was a mess. Wolfwood was on the floor, foot marks all over him. Meryl was no where in sight, but the sound of typing could be heared down the hall that Woldwood was lying in. The last membor of the group leaned against the wall by a door, sitting and swirly eyed. Milly had a bra sitting on her head, Wolfwood's cross in hand. "Don't you think you guys should get....uh....ready? Sis made the house fancy. Wear your best, I guess."
Vash looked up at him, recovered. "Huh? She never said anything about that! What will I where?!"
Woldwood was smoking another cigerate, leaning against the wall nonchalantly. "What kind of 'fancy'?"
Jamey stared at them for another moment, then shrugged. "You might wanna wear a dress or tux. Sis wouldn't care. Xani Yue might, though." He was so lost in thought that when he walked a chair in the living room, he tripped over an odd looking black cat. He was very surprised when he landed in something soft.
He lay there a moment, then looked around. He was on their couch, laying face down. "Who's Xani Yue?" he heard the one Shisha called 'Mr. Ericks' ask.
"The lady we take care of. She gets sick real easy. Can you hurry up already? I have to be back by curfue." He was know for his impatients by the other kids.
The adults went to their rooms, changing quickly.
*************20 Minutes Later*************
Jamey sat on the couch, dozing off. The slamming of a door woke him from his sleep. The grownups had finally come out. The woman Shisha saw at the store stood by Mr. Ericks, her dress fitting perfectly. The guys were in black suits and the brown haired woman was in a skirt suit, looking very perfesional.
He nodded to them, walking toward the door, tripping along the way. "What happened here anyway?" the boy asked as he opened the door.
The group glanced at each other, recalling just what had happened before the doorbell had rung.
`*~Flashback~*`
"What?!" Meryl yelled at the cowering Vash, holding a part of the shopping list he had used. 'The alfebetic part,' he noted, back squashed against the wall. "You what?!?!" Meryl was even more scary than usual.
"I-I fo-forgot to g-get Milly p-pudding," Vash stammered, still trying to back away from her.
Milly walked in, smiling widely. As she heard what Vash said, the big woman's face fell. "No pudding?" she asked childishly.
Vash nodded, still 'scared.' Meryl didn't seem to want to help. "Vash here forgot to get you pudding." She pointed a finger at him, anger clouding her judgement.
Milly seemed to tranceform, becoming scary. She trew out her spun gun, swinging it like a vacoom cleaner. She soon dropped it, however, when she smelled the unmistakable scent of pudding coming from the dirty clothes bin.
The other two watched her as she dug through it, throughing the anything without the scent of pudding on the floor behind her. She once found an odd looking black cat, the poor thing. She threw the animal, along with some of her old under wear, into the pile as well. An orange bra got stuck in her hair, making Vash blush a dark shade of red.
She finally found it. The thing that smelled like her beloved pudding. It was the shirt she had spilled some choclate pudding on the other day.
Sweatdropping, she other two watched her continue looking for any trace of the desert.
`*~***********One and 1/2 hours later***********~*`
Milly now held Wolfwood's gaint cross, still in her lack of pudding mode. None of the stores had pudding, and everyone buy the one attacking was tired. That's when the doorbell rang.
`*~End Flashback~*`
Everyone shook their heads in union, not wanting to tell. Jamey shrugged, stepping out the door. "Fine, then. Just hurry up. Xani Yue hates people who are more than 'fashinably late.'"
The impatient boy climbed into the car, the guests behind him. They sped off to the North, toward Shisha's house and dinner. Little did they know, they were also going to descover the Secret of the Silver Family.
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A/N What did you guys think? Good enough? I hope so. Tell me if you laughed, please.
Ok, so no Miss Fix-it Meryl and a book reading, but this story accually has a plot along with humor.
Next Chapter:
Dinner and book reading; Mystery woman; Start of a mystery
Cresits:
LAURA~ I tried to upload this as soon as possible, but here anyway.
ALLEN~ Your right. Is it funny or not?!
GUARDIAN ANGEL OF LIGHT (2)~ Wow! Two reviews! Cool! Yeah, my story is weird and funny at the same time, ne? I'm glad I make you laugh!
Click the review button. You know you want to.
O/N Hello again. Enjoy the next crazy enstallment!
***********At the Place Vash and Co. are Staying************
"WHAT!?!" Meryl shouted, her hands in fists. "You did what?!?!" Some how the short woman was towering over the extremely tall Vash.
"I said yes to an invetation to dinner for all of us," he squeeked, cowering until he felt a wall of the kitchen behind his back.
"Do that mean you don't like my cooking?" The small woman atvanced toward him, drigger in hand.
"NO! Meryl, you got it all wrong..." He dodged a shot, trying to get towards the door.
Atleast, he thought that would be one of her reactions. Vash was standing out side the front door, reluctant to open it. Not that he could. The grocery bags fill with their 'nececities' took up all his arm room. He couldn't even see over them! He tried to think of some way to tell Meryl he was at the door.
Then it suddenly hit him. Literally!
Meryl looked down at down at him, holding the door open. She looked very surprised to see him. "Vash! It took you long enough!" Picking up three of the bags, she took them into the house.
The gunman followed her into the kitchen, carrying the other seven bags. Setting them on the counter, he was suddenly interested in the floor. "Um....Insurence girl..... Iexceptedaninvetationtoadinnerforallofus. Pleasedon'tbemad!" He said the last part so fast, it sounded like chipmunchs given healium.
Meryl looked up from putting some of the things away and asked, "What did you say, Vash? I didn't quite catch that last part."
Vash continued to be interested in the floor, "I...um....Excepted a dinner invetation for everyone..." He waited for the yell, the hitting, the lecture. And waited. And waited some more.
He finally got tired of waiting for so long, he looked up. Meryl was still putting things away, but smiling now. When she noticed Vash's eyes on her, she turned and looked at him.
Smiling at him, she said happily, "That's great, Vash! Now I don't have to cook, and neither does Milly! What time?"
Vash stared at her a moment, then her question registered in his head. "Oh...um...Seven."
Meryl nodded, heading toward the door. Confused, the donut lover asked, "Where are you going?! It's only five!"
The insurence girl stared back at him from the door way, about to go out. "Well, I first have to finish the new report to the boss, then tell Wolfwood and Milly about the dinner, and hopefully have enough time to get ready. So if you'd excuse me, I have a lot to do."
Vashed nodded meekly and went back to putting the groceries away when he heard the door shut behind her.
****************2 Hours Later***************
Milly heard the door bell and stopped mid swing. "Pudding?" she asked childishly, walking towards the door. When she opened it, the boy with hair as short as Meryl's stopped his hand mid-knock.
"Um...I'm here to take you guys to the house. Sis asked me to," he said shyly, rubbing the back of his neck.
Milly smiled at him, letting him into the house. "Is there pudding at the dinner?" She seemed really....hungry....for some reason.
"Uh...Yeah," he replied, staring behind her. The place was a mess. Wolfwood was on the floor, foot marks all over him. Meryl was no where in sight, but the sound of typing could be heared down the hall that Woldwood was lying in. The last membor of the group leaned against the wall by a door, sitting and swirly eyed. Milly had a bra sitting on her head, Wolfwood's cross in hand. "Don't you think you guys should get....uh....ready? Sis made the house fancy. Wear your best, I guess."
Vash looked up at him, recovered. "Huh? She never said anything about that! What will I where?!"
Woldwood was smoking another cigerate, leaning against the wall nonchalantly. "What kind of 'fancy'?"
Jamey stared at them for another moment, then shrugged. "You might wanna wear a dress or tux. Sis wouldn't care. Xani Yue might, though." He was so lost in thought that when he walked a chair in the living room, he tripped over an odd looking black cat. He was very surprised when he landed in something soft.
He lay there a moment, then looked around. He was on their couch, laying face down. "Who's Xani Yue?" he heard the one Shisha called 'Mr. Ericks' ask.
"The lady we take care of. She gets sick real easy. Can you hurry up already? I have to be back by curfue." He was know for his impatients by the other kids.
The adults went to their rooms, changing quickly.
*************20 Minutes Later*************
Jamey sat on the couch, dozing off. The slamming of a door woke him from his sleep. The grownups had finally come out. The woman Shisha saw at the store stood by Mr. Ericks, her dress fitting perfectly. The guys were in black suits and the brown haired woman was in a skirt suit, looking very perfesional.
He nodded to them, walking toward the door, tripping along the way. "What happened here anyway?" the boy asked as he opened the door.
The group glanced at each other, recalling just what had happened before the doorbell had rung.
`*~Flashback~*`
"What?!" Meryl yelled at the cowering Vash, holding a part of the shopping list he had used. 'The alfebetic part,' he noted, back squashed against the wall. "You what?!?!" Meryl was even more scary than usual.
"I-I fo-forgot to g-get Milly p-pudding," Vash stammered, still trying to back away from her.
Milly walked in, smiling widely. As she heard what Vash said, the big woman's face fell. "No pudding?" she asked childishly.
Vash nodded, still 'scared.' Meryl didn't seem to want to help. "Vash here forgot to get you pudding." She pointed a finger at him, anger clouding her judgement.
Milly seemed to tranceform, becoming scary. She trew out her spun gun, swinging it like a vacoom cleaner. She soon dropped it, however, when she smelled the unmistakable scent of pudding coming from the dirty clothes bin.
The other two watched her as she dug through it, throughing the anything without the scent of pudding on the floor behind her. She once found an odd looking black cat, the poor thing. She threw the animal, along with some of her old under wear, into the pile as well. An orange bra got stuck in her hair, making Vash blush a dark shade of red.
She finally found it. The thing that smelled like her beloved pudding. It was the shirt she had spilled some choclate pudding on the other day.
Sweatdropping, she other two watched her continue looking for any trace of the desert.
`*~***********One and 1/2 hours later***********~*`
Milly now held Wolfwood's gaint cross, still in her lack of pudding mode. None of the stores had pudding, and everyone buy the one attacking was tired. That's when the doorbell rang.
`*~End Flashback~*`
Everyone shook their heads in union, not wanting to tell. Jamey shrugged, stepping out the door. "Fine, then. Just hurry up. Xani Yue hates people who are more than 'fashinably late.'"
The impatient boy climbed into the car, the guests behind him. They sped off to the North, toward Shisha's house and dinner. Little did they know, they were also going to descover the Secret of the Silver Family.
*`*`*`*`*`*`*
A/N What did you guys think? Good enough? I hope so. Tell me if you laughed, please.
Ok, so no Miss Fix-it Meryl and a book reading, but this story accually has a plot along with humor.
Next Chapter:
Dinner and book reading; Mystery woman; Start of a mystery
Cresits:
LAURA~ I tried to upload this as soon as possible, but here anyway.
ALLEN~ Your right. Is it funny or not?!
GUARDIAN ANGEL OF LIGHT (2)~ Wow! Two reviews! Cool! Yeah, my story is weird and funny at the same time, ne? I'm glad I make you laugh!
Click the review button. You know you want to.