WELCOME! Im glad my story is doing so well, this is the most feedback that
I ever got on a story. I like it when people are like me, they review on
every chapter even if theres another one up. Like I read this one, 26
chapters, I reviewed every chapter and im sure that author was happy lol.
Random trigun factoid thingies. (still no good name yet): does Wolfwood spend his entire savings on cigarettes? Really, he put off fixing his wonderful Angelina II to go buy a pack of cancer sticks. It's a good thing hes a priest, cuz hes gunna die real early if he keeps up this act.
How does vashes boot knife go back in? just a thing to ponder about...
Disclaimer: some one intervene I have a problem admitting I don't own trigun! No really I don't. sp?
On to the chapter!
"Whoa look Meryl! Check this one out!"
Meryl hopped out of bed, trying to run over, stumbling around thanks to that delicious drink. Vash ran back to her room, grabbed her arm, and dragged her down the hallway. He was running towards his and Wolfwood's room.
"what the.... Vash where are you taking me?" Meryl tried to concentrate on the hallway, which was twisting in her vision.
They reached the room fast, Meryl stumbled In the doorway and gasped.
"Oh...my...gosh...."
there, in the bed on the right, lay Milly and Wolfwood, with Millys back snuggled to the priests chest, and surprisingly, Wolfwood had his arm around her waist. Their surprised and shocked faces soon twisted into laughter as they leaned on the walls to keep themselves up.
Milly's point of view (POV)
Pain. Pain in the head. Warm. Pain.
Things slowly started to register in her head, recalling accounts of the party last night. She remembered Wolfwood there. She opened her eyes. Vash and Meryl were there laughing. She was lying on a bed.
Ok, what else. Warm. She was comfortable. Things were blurry. She felt a wall behind her. A wall?!?! She turned her head slightly, and there was Wolfwood staring down at her. With his hand. Around her waist. In his bed.
'Ohh....My....God....'
"Mr. Priest?!?!" Wolfwood smiled, then blushed a little and removed his hand quickly. Vash and Meryl were on the floor laughing, clutching their sides. (Their own sides mind you. Lol) Milly stood up and tried to get out of there. She was so embarrassed. Her face was red and she couldn't walk at all. She took of, making it through the door, and ran down the hallway.
Wolfwood looked a little mad at them.
"look what happened now." he was looking very annoyed and he jumped up and ran down the hall. Vash and Meryl stopped.
"poor Milly..." they peeked out and saw Wolfwood running after her, she wouldn't make it very far anyway. She had a lot last night. He caught her as she fell and helped her walk, and they craned their ears to see what they were saying, but to no avail.
Meryl left to go get dressed, she was in a towel.
Vash was the first one down at the bar for breakfast that day, even though it was around 8. Meryl came down in time to see Vash sprinkling a tiny amount of gunpowder on his donut.
"umm... what are you doing Vash?" he looked up.
"Awh well, its gunpowder." He said smiling.
"I can see that. Why is it on your donut?" Vash puffed up.
"Well, and old man once told me it was good for you!" he said. Meryl sighed, but reached for a little and sprinkled it on her donut.
Milly came down the stairs, wearing the usual. Someone must have given her something for her head, because she wasn't as bad as before. She looked over at them confusingly.
"Meryl what's with the gunpowder?" before Vash could respond, Meryl butted in.
"Well Milly, and old man once told me it was good for you." Vash fell of his chair.
"Heyy now that wasn't very nice..." he said with his finger sticking up in the air. Meryl smiled inwardly at her slyness.
Wolfwood came down a little later, his hair soaked and his body still slightly damp. He was only wearing his white shirt underneath and he draped the top of his suit on his chair and sat down in front of the diminishing pile of donuts.
Milly blushed. He helped her to her room and had given her some medicines for her head, and Milly couldn't help but wonder if Wolfwood liked her.
Vash and Meryl presented Wolfwood with a pack of his favorite smokes, and he silently forgave them, hoping to keep Milly clueless. Even his memory was a little fuzzy that night, but he knew he needed to get Vash for dumping beer on his face.
The meal was uneventful, and afterward Wolfwood went out to work on Angelina II. Vash decided to stretch out on the porch in front and watch Wolfwood. Milly walked over and sat down, talking to him again. He again tried to listen.
Meryl walked out of the door and sat next to Vash.
"what do you make of it insurance girl?" Vash caught Meryl by surprise.
"I...um...well... I dunno. What happened last night before you came up?" Vash appeared to be in deep thought.
"Well....there was drinking...'I know that'... and dancing.... 'u huh' and they both went down...'what?!'" Meryl made comments as he went along.
"yeah...they fell"
"And what did you do?"
"Poured my drink on em.... and Wolfwood helped her up... and I guess it all kinda escalated from there."
"You poured your drink on them?" Meryl looked on, not so surprised.
"Well...yeah... it was the obvious thing to do."
"Ahh the world of alcohol. Where sprinkling a few friends with booze is a rational thought. Did you expect them to grow or something?" Vash blushed a little.
"Well...ahhh...."
"augh. Nevermind."
They turned their attention back to the others, Milly now holding a wrench and a few other various tools, handing them to the biker bishie that was currently re attaching the carburetor.
Millys POV
Wolfwood finished his current job and wiped the sweat off his brow.
"I guess while im out here I could fix the leak in the oil tank..." Milly smiled. He got down and went underneath the rusty old bike, periodically asking for tools that Milly was feverishly handing him.
"Ahah! There's the problem. Could you hand me a wrench?" Milly scooped the wrench out of the small pile off the ground and handed it to him.
"Thanks babe." He then worked on twisting something, but Milly wasn't paying attention to that. She was again blushing like a school girl. 'D...did he just call me...babe?' she didn't have much time to ponder over it, someone was laughing. She turned and saw Vash and Meryl on the floor laughing their faces off, and Vash was pointing. Where? At Wolfwood.
She turned her attentions back to her secret crush and saw that the bike was dumping the dark liquid all over him.
"OHMIGOSH! Mr. Priest are you ok?" she said as she pulled him out from under the bike. His eyes were squeezed shut.
"Damnit it burns! Its stinging my eyes! Damn!" he opened his eyes enough, to see Milly flinch at his choice of words, but she helped him up and guided him over back towards the door.
"We better was your eyes out Mr. Priest! Come one, follow me..."
"Well now, that's not something you see every day."
"Shut up Vash." Meryl walked in to check on Wolfwood, leaving Vash.
"was it something I said?"
kay guys sorry for the short chapter, you can either have nice long chapters every few days or a short one or 2 every day. Tell me in a review, cuz I think I would prefer a long one, but maybe that's just me.
Well thank you to all who reviewed! iv been thinking about the trigun factoid section, I might just name it trigunometry, that's gunna be the name of my new website anyways... well please review I really enjoy reading your feedback!
Ja ne!
Random trigun factoid thingies. (still no good name yet): does Wolfwood spend his entire savings on cigarettes? Really, he put off fixing his wonderful Angelina II to go buy a pack of cancer sticks. It's a good thing hes a priest, cuz hes gunna die real early if he keeps up this act.
How does vashes boot knife go back in? just a thing to ponder about...
Disclaimer: some one intervene I have a problem admitting I don't own trigun! No really I don't. sp?
On to the chapter!
"Whoa look Meryl! Check this one out!"
Meryl hopped out of bed, trying to run over, stumbling around thanks to that delicious drink. Vash ran back to her room, grabbed her arm, and dragged her down the hallway. He was running towards his and Wolfwood's room.
"what the.... Vash where are you taking me?" Meryl tried to concentrate on the hallway, which was twisting in her vision.
They reached the room fast, Meryl stumbled In the doorway and gasped.
"Oh...my...gosh...."
there, in the bed on the right, lay Milly and Wolfwood, with Millys back snuggled to the priests chest, and surprisingly, Wolfwood had his arm around her waist. Their surprised and shocked faces soon twisted into laughter as they leaned on the walls to keep themselves up.
Milly's point of view (POV)
Pain. Pain in the head. Warm. Pain.
Things slowly started to register in her head, recalling accounts of the party last night. She remembered Wolfwood there. She opened her eyes. Vash and Meryl were there laughing. She was lying on a bed.
Ok, what else. Warm. She was comfortable. Things were blurry. She felt a wall behind her. A wall?!?! She turned her head slightly, and there was Wolfwood staring down at her. With his hand. Around her waist. In his bed.
'Ohh....My....God....'
"Mr. Priest?!?!" Wolfwood smiled, then blushed a little and removed his hand quickly. Vash and Meryl were on the floor laughing, clutching their sides. (Their own sides mind you. Lol) Milly stood up and tried to get out of there. She was so embarrassed. Her face was red and she couldn't walk at all. She took of, making it through the door, and ran down the hallway.
Wolfwood looked a little mad at them.
"look what happened now." he was looking very annoyed and he jumped up and ran down the hall. Vash and Meryl stopped.
"poor Milly..." they peeked out and saw Wolfwood running after her, she wouldn't make it very far anyway. She had a lot last night. He caught her as she fell and helped her walk, and they craned their ears to see what they were saying, but to no avail.
Meryl left to go get dressed, she was in a towel.
Vash was the first one down at the bar for breakfast that day, even though it was around 8. Meryl came down in time to see Vash sprinkling a tiny amount of gunpowder on his donut.
"umm... what are you doing Vash?" he looked up.
"Awh well, its gunpowder." He said smiling.
"I can see that. Why is it on your donut?" Vash puffed up.
"Well, and old man once told me it was good for you!" he said. Meryl sighed, but reached for a little and sprinkled it on her donut.
Milly came down the stairs, wearing the usual. Someone must have given her something for her head, because she wasn't as bad as before. She looked over at them confusingly.
"Meryl what's with the gunpowder?" before Vash could respond, Meryl butted in.
"Well Milly, and old man once told me it was good for you." Vash fell of his chair.
"Heyy now that wasn't very nice..." he said with his finger sticking up in the air. Meryl smiled inwardly at her slyness.
Wolfwood came down a little later, his hair soaked and his body still slightly damp. He was only wearing his white shirt underneath and he draped the top of his suit on his chair and sat down in front of the diminishing pile of donuts.
Milly blushed. He helped her to her room and had given her some medicines for her head, and Milly couldn't help but wonder if Wolfwood liked her.
Vash and Meryl presented Wolfwood with a pack of his favorite smokes, and he silently forgave them, hoping to keep Milly clueless. Even his memory was a little fuzzy that night, but he knew he needed to get Vash for dumping beer on his face.
The meal was uneventful, and afterward Wolfwood went out to work on Angelina II. Vash decided to stretch out on the porch in front and watch Wolfwood. Milly walked over and sat down, talking to him again. He again tried to listen.
Meryl walked out of the door and sat next to Vash.
"what do you make of it insurance girl?" Vash caught Meryl by surprise.
"I...um...well... I dunno. What happened last night before you came up?" Vash appeared to be in deep thought.
"Well....there was drinking...'I know that'... and dancing.... 'u huh' and they both went down...'what?!'" Meryl made comments as he went along.
"yeah...they fell"
"And what did you do?"
"Poured my drink on em.... and Wolfwood helped her up... and I guess it all kinda escalated from there."
"You poured your drink on them?" Meryl looked on, not so surprised.
"Well...yeah... it was the obvious thing to do."
"Ahh the world of alcohol. Where sprinkling a few friends with booze is a rational thought. Did you expect them to grow or something?" Vash blushed a little.
"Well...ahhh...."
"augh. Nevermind."
They turned their attention back to the others, Milly now holding a wrench and a few other various tools, handing them to the biker bishie that was currently re attaching the carburetor.
Millys POV
Wolfwood finished his current job and wiped the sweat off his brow.
"I guess while im out here I could fix the leak in the oil tank..." Milly smiled. He got down and went underneath the rusty old bike, periodically asking for tools that Milly was feverishly handing him.
"Ahah! There's the problem. Could you hand me a wrench?" Milly scooped the wrench out of the small pile off the ground and handed it to him.
"Thanks babe." He then worked on twisting something, but Milly wasn't paying attention to that. She was again blushing like a school girl. 'D...did he just call me...babe?' she didn't have much time to ponder over it, someone was laughing. She turned and saw Vash and Meryl on the floor laughing their faces off, and Vash was pointing. Where? At Wolfwood.
She turned her attentions back to her secret crush and saw that the bike was dumping the dark liquid all over him.
"OHMIGOSH! Mr. Priest are you ok?" she said as she pulled him out from under the bike. His eyes were squeezed shut.
"Damnit it burns! Its stinging my eyes! Damn!" he opened his eyes enough, to see Milly flinch at his choice of words, but she helped him up and guided him over back towards the door.
"We better was your eyes out Mr. Priest! Come one, follow me..."
"Well now, that's not something you see every day."
"Shut up Vash." Meryl walked in to check on Wolfwood, leaving Vash.
"was it something I said?"
kay guys sorry for the short chapter, you can either have nice long chapters every few days or a short one or 2 every day. Tell me in a review, cuz I think I would prefer a long one, but maybe that's just me.
Well thank you to all who reviewed! iv been thinking about the trigun factoid section, I might just name it trigunometry, that's gunna be the name of my new website anyways... well please review I really enjoy reading your feedback!
Ja ne!