An hour of scrubbing later, the red had faded to pink.  "That's a pretty color," remarked Millie.  "Here's the bleach."

"Thanks," Meryl replied.  "What is it with those two and the color red?"

"Well, it reminds Mr. Vash of their mother," Millie pondered.  "As for Mr. Knives...."

Meryl shuddered.  "I *really* don't want to know."

"...He's thrifty," Millie continued.  "He asked me to buy red dye when it went on sale.." 

"Figures," Meryl groused, rummaging through the wash.  "Hah!"  She held up a pair of pink briefs.

"Mr. Knives' underwear?"  Millie blinked.  "Aren't you going to bleach them?"

Meryl smirked.