TADAIMA! Well ill be writing and updating a lot this weekend, there's this
little bitch on my computer called cyber patrol that BLOCKS FANFICTION.NET!
auuuhg. Ok the time you ask? Well... before Wolfwood dies, and he didn't
sleep sleep with her he just slept with her. See? No? ok... the didn't do
the deed yet. Note the word yet. YET eheh. And Meryl and Vash too maybe lol
ok so STILL friggin waiting on that dvd. I need it for screen shots.
Disclaimer: if I owned trigun... I wouldn't be writing the sex scenes. I would be performing them. sorry guys im feelin a little hentai; I guess I should write the lemon to my other story.
O yeah if u don't know what a lemon is, it means like adult stuff, like what makes many rabbits, yes, that.
Also for sunfire, who was confused, Meryl was just layin around in a towel all night. And they talked, and they gotted huggled. jealous I want a huggle from Vash. . its based around before Wolfwood dies, so yeah, I don't think ill make him die in this fic.
(Was informed Trigunometry was taken. Damn) In the first episode, Vash opens his gun up like a barrel loader. It really is a revolver, so he was supposed to open the revolving part to check for ammo.
Who was kuronekos new friend? Lord Black cat doth taken a mate? Looked more like a brown sibling or child.
Also found out how Vash can spin the barrel of his gun, he slightly cocks it. That allows the barrel to spin; the he releases the hammer, stopping the barrel, of course at the precise time to line the bullet up with the firing pin, making the shot. Hes such a show off. It took me hours to figure this one out.
GUNG HO TO THE CHAPTER YO!
Wolfwood adjusted his sunglasses to hide his now red eyes. Vash was sitting, swirling his drink around in the glass. Milly came back in with a fresh rag to help Wolfwood clean himself up, Meryl in tow.
"Here ya go Mr. Priest!" she handed him the towel and he went to work drying his neck.
Meryl plopped down next to Vash and rested her head in her hands. Two burly men walked in the door, and Vash visibly stiffened. Instead of picking a fight, they sat down and ordered a drink, talking about something going on in June city.
The group just caught bits and pieces of it, but when the words 'children' 'prostitution' 'kidnappings' and 'beatings' were all brought up, Wolfwood jumped of off his barstool, and leaned toward the two men, grasping the Cross Punisher menacingly.
"You boys wanna let me in on your little secrets?"
"Well it's no secret partner. All the kiddies in June City are being 'napped and forced into prostitution and worse by some guy that goes by the name 'o Scythe. Says hes got clients and accomplices all over Gunsmoke, but nunaya ordinary law mans can catch him. Hell no, hes a tricky one. Once shot a woman for not meetin 'im in his hotel room, and successfully covered it up by framin the ole' son in law. By gaw, no one even knows what this slimy bastard looks like."
"He...what!" Wolfwood looked a little more than deathly shocked.
"yeah and I hear he gots no mercy. Kills em all I tells ya! He don care if tey ah old or newborns. Seen it all I tell ya, they swears he likes the taste o ya blood. 'ee licks it off his fingers! Damn crazy case if yas are askin me."
"iv heard enough. Can you drunks tell me when the next sand steamer leaves for June?"
"'Oly 'Ell yea 'ear dat peatey? This here guy wants to take his game all they way to June!"
"Heyy now, don't forget us three." Vash spoke for his other two friends.
"Looks like this here gangs serious. Weaaal, if ya want ta get on as soon as you can, looks like the next one passes by June leaves tammara morning."
later that night
In Vash and Wolfwood's room...
Wolfwood sat at the edge of his bed, smoking another member of a never ending procession of cigarettes.
"Damn horny slime balls, ill blast em, then God can decide what kind of eternal torture they are blessed to receive." Wolfwood slightly rocked back and forth.
"Wolfwood..." Vash uttered a word of warning. Meryl and Milly sat with Vash on his bed, thinking about a way to beat this guy.
"Sorry Vash, but Wolfwood is kinda...right..." Milly said in a serious tone. Meryl reached up to touch the pebble sized lump in her neck. All this stress was taking a toll on her body. The tension in her muscles matched that of the room they were seated in.
"No doubt were getting on that steamer, but this man sounds ruthless and evil to the core. Were gunna need some kind of plan." Meryl spoke out what everyone already knew.
"Oh no but Meryl, where are we gunna get the funds? I mean, it's near a week's long trip on a sand steamer, and even if we got low class rooms, we wouldn't make it! We have to figure something out quick! It leaves tomorrow morning!" Meryl smiled.
"I have an idea..."
(I was gunna stop here, but im bored and its 4:13 in the morning.)
The next day....
The group awoke with the sun, packing what little things they traveled with and headed down to the sand steamers station. After running around asking every soul in sight where the manager was, they finally cam upon and door, with black crooked letters on the window that read "Mr. Kresmier, Manager"
Meryl knocked on the door, and a gruff old man answered.
"Whadaya want kids?"
"Um... well, im Meryl Strife, and these are my friends. you see, we need to get to June City, and umm... heh, we don't have enough money to pay the fees. We were wondering if you could give us all little part time jobs working on the steamer while we traveled? Me and my friend Milly are very hard workers, we wont disappoint you."
"What about them two back there?" he briefly pointed at Vash and Nick. Milly answered.
"Well... im sure you can find something for them to do that's not to complicated!"
"Heyy what was that? O come on." Tiny protests came from the two men, but Mr. Kresmier chose to ignore them. He even chuckled a bit.
"Heh, well... I guess I could find you guys something to do, and the openings I have that you could afford with a week and a halfs worth of money is one room in 4th class. Ill have the assistants move an extra bunk bed in there for you. Ill inform the guards, you guys take this slip with you." He handed them each a tiny yellow slip.
"Thank you so much for your kindness sir!" And with that they took off running.
"Well now that was a lucky break aye Meryl?" Milly smiled as they took off toward the ticket line.
"Yeah, I just hope they don't work us too hard."
On board the steamer
They were lost. Again.
"That's the last time we listen to needle noggin. Gimme that." Wolfwood snatched the map out of Vash's hands and studied it.
"Well, if were room 4 2b, then we need to... um... go down two more flights of stairs, and it will probably be on our right. No left. Wait, right." They followed Wolfwood's instructions and came to the 4th class hallway.
"Wow Mr. priest you were right!" they wandered down the ever longer hall for what seemed like hours,, when the heard a tiny yell of victory as Meryl found the right door. They assembled in front of it, and Meryl stuck her hand out.
"Um Vash? The keys?"
"Oh! Yeah right." He grabbed them and handed them to Meryl, who opened the door. It swung open and they just stood there. It smelled musty and there was only one tiny light. Two rickety old metal bunk beds were in opposite corners of the room, against a wall that was adorned with scratches and chipped paint. There was a tiny bathroom, with a old shower/bath, toilet and sink. They found 4 thin and worn blankets folded in the corner, along with flat, lumpy pillows.
They all sighed.
'ill deal with it for those kids.' Thought Wolfwood. 'Might as well make the best of it' thought Vash' he yelled and ran over to the corner. He leaped up onto the top bunk, which squeaked in protest, as he bounced around on it.
"I CALL TOP BUNK!" everyone sighed. This was so like him.
Kay sorry guys, im working on chapter five as we speak. Sorry if it was choppy black Betty, I hope the next few will make up for it, im not a great writer or anything, I actually didn't plan on writing chapter 2 till I actually got reviews. They motivate me. Every review I get I usually write a page. O and hello to a new reviewer, WolfwoodLover. Thanx for your time. If the people are kinda out of character tell me, cuz im tring to keep this as much like the series as possible till later. When "certain things" happen. Ee hee hee. O yes and sorry if I spend so much time yammering up top at the beginning of the chapter, ya know how it is. I think. Yeah. O yes, and those two guys in the bar, they got accents and they talk weird. There is no spelling mistake in this chapter. Or any in this story I don't thing. That's how they talk, sound it out. Well im done now! Byes! O yes and PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!
Disclaimer: if I owned trigun... I wouldn't be writing the sex scenes. I would be performing them. sorry guys im feelin a little hentai; I guess I should write the lemon to my other story.
O yeah if u don't know what a lemon is, it means like adult stuff, like what makes many rabbits, yes, that.
Also for sunfire, who was confused, Meryl was just layin around in a towel all night. And they talked, and they gotted huggled. jealous I want a huggle from Vash. . its based around before Wolfwood dies, so yeah, I don't think ill make him die in this fic.
(Was informed Trigunometry was taken. Damn) In the first episode, Vash opens his gun up like a barrel loader. It really is a revolver, so he was supposed to open the revolving part to check for ammo.
Who was kuronekos new friend? Lord Black cat doth taken a mate? Looked more like a brown sibling or child.
Also found out how Vash can spin the barrel of his gun, he slightly cocks it. That allows the barrel to spin; the he releases the hammer, stopping the barrel, of course at the precise time to line the bullet up with the firing pin, making the shot. Hes such a show off. It took me hours to figure this one out.
GUNG HO TO THE CHAPTER YO!
Wolfwood adjusted his sunglasses to hide his now red eyes. Vash was sitting, swirling his drink around in the glass. Milly came back in with a fresh rag to help Wolfwood clean himself up, Meryl in tow.
"Here ya go Mr. Priest!" she handed him the towel and he went to work drying his neck.
Meryl plopped down next to Vash and rested her head in her hands. Two burly men walked in the door, and Vash visibly stiffened. Instead of picking a fight, they sat down and ordered a drink, talking about something going on in June city.
The group just caught bits and pieces of it, but when the words 'children' 'prostitution' 'kidnappings' and 'beatings' were all brought up, Wolfwood jumped of off his barstool, and leaned toward the two men, grasping the Cross Punisher menacingly.
"You boys wanna let me in on your little secrets?"
"Well it's no secret partner. All the kiddies in June City are being 'napped and forced into prostitution and worse by some guy that goes by the name 'o Scythe. Says hes got clients and accomplices all over Gunsmoke, but nunaya ordinary law mans can catch him. Hell no, hes a tricky one. Once shot a woman for not meetin 'im in his hotel room, and successfully covered it up by framin the ole' son in law. By gaw, no one even knows what this slimy bastard looks like."
"He...what!" Wolfwood looked a little more than deathly shocked.
"yeah and I hear he gots no mercy. Kills em all I tells ya! He don care if tey ah old or newborns. Seen it all I tell ya, they swears he likes the taste o ya blood. 'ee licks it off his fingers! Damn crazy case if yas are askin me."
"iv heard enough. Can you drunks tell me when the next sand steamer leaves for June?"
"'Oly 'Ell yea 'ear dat peatey? This here guy wants to take his game all they way to June!"
"Heyy now, don't forget us three." Vash spoke for his other two friends.
"Looks like this here gangs serious. Weaaal, if ya want ta get on as soon as you can, looks like the next one passes by June leaves tammara morning."
later that night
In Vash and Wolfwood's room...
Wolfwood sat at the edge of his bed, smoking another member of a never ending procession of cigarettes.
"Damn horny slime balls, ill blast em, then God can decide what kind of eternal torture they are blessed to receive." Wolfwood slightly rocked back and forth.
"Wolfwood..." Vash uttered a word of warning. Meryl and Milly sat with Vash on his bed, thinking about a way to beat this guy.
"Sorry Vash, but Wolfwood is kinda...right..." Milly said in a serious tone. Meryl reached up to touch the pebble sized lump in her neck. All this stress was taking a toll on her body. The tension in her muscles matched that of the room they were seated in.
"No doubt were getting on that steamer, but this man sounds ruthless and evil to the core. Were gunna need some kind of plan." Meryl spoke out what everyone already knew.
"Oh no but Meryl, where are we gunna get the funds? I mean, it's near a week's long trip on a sand steamer, and even if we got low class rooms, we wouldn't make it! We have to figure something out quick! It leaves tomorrow morning!" Meryl smiled.
"I have an idea..."
(I was gunna stop here, but im bored and its 4:13 in the morning.)
The next day....
The group awoke with the sun, packing what little things they traveled with and headed down to the sand steamers station. After running around asking every soul in sight where the manager was, they finally cam upon and door, with black crooked letters on the window that read "Mr. Kresmier, Manager"
Meryl knocked on the door, and a gruff old man answered.
"Whadaya want kids?"
"Um... well, im Meryl Strife, and these are my friends. you see, we need to get to June City, and umm... heh, we don't have enough money to pay the fees. We were wondering if you could give us all little part time jobs working on the steamer while we traveled? Me and my friend Milly are very hard workers, we wont disappoint you."
"What about them two back there?" he briefly pointed at Vash and Nick. Milly answered.
"Well... im sure you can find something for them to do that's not to complicated!"
"Heyy what was that? O come on." Tiny protests came from the two men, but Mr. Kresmier chose to ignore them. He even chuckled a bit.
"Heh, well... I guess I could find you guys something to do, and the openings I have that you could afford with a week and a halfs worth of money is one room in 4th class. Ill have the assistants move an extra bunk bed in there for you. Ill inform the guards, you guys take this slip with you." He handed them each a tiny yellow slip.
"Thank you so much for your kindness sir!" And with that they took off running.
"Well now that was a lucky break aye Meryl?" Milly smiled as they took off toward the ticket line.
"Yeah, I just hope they don't work us too hard."
On board the steamer
They were lost. Again.
"That's the last time we listen to needle noggin. Gimme that." Wolfwood snatched the map out of Vash's hands and studied it.
"Well, if were room 4 2b, then we need to... um... go down two more flights of stairs, and it will probably be on our right. No left. Wait, right." They followed Wolfwood's instructions and came to the 4th class hallway.
"Wow Mr. priest you were right!" they wandered down the ever longer hall for what seemed like hours,, when the heard a tiny yell of victory as Meryl found the right door. They assembled in front of it, and Meryl stuck her hand out.
"Um Vash? The keys?"
"Oh! Yeah right." He grabbed them and handed them to Meryl, who opened the door. It swung open and they just stood there. It smelled musty and there was only one tiny light. Two rickety old metal bunk beds were in opposite corners of the room, against a wall that was adorned with scratches and chipped paint. There was a tiny bathroom, with a old shower/bath, toilet and sink. They found 4 thin and worn blankets folded in the corner, along with flat, lumpy pillows.
They all sighed.
'ill deal with it for those kids.' Thought Wolfwood. 'Might as well make the best of it' thought Vash' he yelled and ran over to the corner. He leaped up onto the top bunk, which squeaked in protest, as he bounced around on it.
"I CALL TOP BUNK!" everyone sighed. This was so like him.
Kay sorry guys, im working on chapter five as we speak. Sorry if it was choppy black Betty, I hope the next few will make up for it, im not a great writer or anything, I actually didn't plan on writing chapter 2 till I actually got reviews. They motivate me. Every review I get I usually write a page. O and hello to a new reviewer, WolfwoodLover. Thanx for your time. If the people are kinda out of character tell me, cuz im tring to keep this as much like the series as possible till later. When "certain things" happen. Ee hee hee. O yes and sorry if I spend so much time yammering up top at the beginning of the chapter, ya know how it is. I think. Yeah. O yes, and those two guys in the bar, they got accents and they talk weird. There is no spelling mistake in this chapter. Or any in this story I don't thing. That's how they talk, sound it out. Well im done now! Byes! O yes and PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!