"SOYLENT PINK"
A possible answer to the age-old Trigun question of "Where the heck do the people of a desert planet get salmon for Vash's salmon sandwiches?" A very dark answer, with light manga inspiration. PG-13. A Vash-centric drabble, for a change.
Vash was grateful for the job – a normal occupation, a change of pace. The restaurant also made the best salmon sandwiches around.
Most took that "salmon" was one of the planet's native birds – that had flesh that tasted reasonably similar to fish.
Vash watched the owner drag a "salmon" out of the refrigerator and lift her cleaver to it.
"Shouldn't you pluck that turkey first?" he asked.
Bertha shook her head. "Not a turkey," she replied.
The wings and legs Vash saw ended in the fingers and toes of a Plant Cherub. After that, Vash stayed sick for many weeks.