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Gunsmoke Alabama -- By SWT
Chapter III: Love At First Sight? Are You Kidding Me?
Location: Vash's house
5:40 PM, Monday
Vash gently knocked on the door which led to his brother's room. Normally, he'd just barge in like he owned the place. Of course, his brother would yell at him and whatnot, but he usually didn't care. Right now, though, he really didn't felt like hitting the hard ground outside his brother's window. A voice came through the other side of the door. "What is it?!" It was none too pleased.
Vash gingerly opened the door, peeking inside the room. "Eh, hey bro," he said, finding his brother painting on an easel.
Knives briefly looked up from his work to spare his brother a glance. "What do you want?"
Vash walked in, closing the door softly behind him and plopping himself on Knives' bed. Knives rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to his painting. "I just wanna talk to you. What'cha painting?" he asked, laying down on the bed so his head was hanging off, looking upside down at his twin.
Knives grinned. "Just a little something. Now what do you want to talk about, ole' lovable brother of mine?" (That was meant to sound sarcastic.)
Vash was silent for a moment, contemplating his thoughts. Then he spoke. "Do you believe in love at first sight?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper as he trailed his eyes up to the ceiling.
Knives turned slightly, giving his brother an incredulous look. "Why the hell are you asking me?"
Vash sighed, feeling the slight sensation of blood rushing towards his head. "I was just asking. Do you?"
Knives raised an eyebrow as he dipped his paintbrush in the red paint before throwing it across his picture-in-progress. "Not exactly. Love's not really my field of study, brother." He turned to Vash with a slightly disgusted look on his face. "Why do you ask?"
Vash grinned, daydreaming about a certain female he met only an hour ago. "Well, you know that Nick has a cousin, right? And that she's gonna be living here for a while? I met her today..." He trailed off, thinking of her gray eyes. (And this is where I gag gags )
Knives shook his head. "And you're telling me that you've fallen in love with her? You are more pathetic than I thought, brother."
The younger twin sighed. "I know, it sounds lame, but..."
"You don't even know anything about her." Knives growled, dampening his paintbrush with the black paint and throwing it across the picture as he had done with the red in a furious effect.
"I do know some stuff about her..." Vash responded.
"Like what, pray tell?" Knives' eyes never left his painting.
Vash sighed dreamily. "Well, I know that she's Nick's cousin, her name is Meryl, she has the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen, she recently just turned seventeen two weeks ago, she's gorgeous and pretty short, her smile could put the sun to shame, her hair's—"
Knives cut him off. "Vash, please spare me the gruesome details," he said, making a sickened face.
Vash shrugged as he got up from his position, feeling slightly dizzy from all the blood rushing to his head. "So, what'cha painting?" he repeated his earlier question.
Knives smirked his infamous maniacal smirk as he turned his now-finish painting to Vash. "What'cha think, Stampede?" he asked, using one of Vash's many nicknames.
Vash stared at the picture in complete shock. He blinked. And blinked again. And blinked a third time. "Knives...is that a picture of..." he trailed off, looking at the picture in utter amazement.
Knives beamed, in a slightly scary way. "This is one of the best things my brilliant and incomparable mind has come up with!"
Vash continued to stare, still unable to believe that his brother, the crazy one in the family, would draw something so...so...so..."Cute!" Vash finally managed to say.
The picture itself was of a very familiar-looking black cat with large, ADORABLE eyes (Think "Puss In Boots" from Shrek 2). The cat was sitting on a wooden table with a red bow around its neck. Vash couldn't contain himself any longer. His eyes grew watery, his cheeks started to puff out, and after a long, agonizing minute, he exploded into a fit of laughter. Knives scowled at him in disappointment. "Are you laughing at me? Are you actually laughing at me?!"
Vash raised a hand up, holding the other one to his aching stomach in an attempt to stop his laughing fit, but to no avail. "It's just...Hehehe...hilarious...that, hehehe, that YOU would paint...hehehe...a cute adorable picture of a...a...kitty!" He fell into another fit of laughter and found himself rolling on the floor.
Knives glared. "I gotta make a living, don't I? I don't see you bringing home any money." He turned back around to his picture, thinking that he had outdone himself this time.
Vash shook his head as he headed out the door, nearly running into Katherine. "Hey Kit-Kat."
Katherine rolled her eyes. "Don't call me that and dinner's ready," she said before skipping down the hall.
Vash's eyes instantly lit up. "FOOD!" (He sounds like my brother!) He quickly rushed out the door, down the hall and down the stairs, taking two steps at a time. His favorite time of the day, well, next to breakfast and lunch. He almost tripped over the dog, who growled at him. "Eh, sorry Duchess..." He tiptoed around the dog as she warily looked at him, and then walked into the kitchen, where his mother was serving dinner. "Hey, mom!"
Rem glanced up. "Hey, honey, we're having your favorite for dessert."
Vash's eyes brightened even more. "Doughnuts?!" Rem nodded and Vash decided that he couldn't be happier that day. "YAY!"
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The Next Day
Kuroneko High
8:35 AM, Tuesday
Ah, the first day at her new school. How...marvelous, Meryl thought, as she slowly walked into her calculus class. She was a bit anxious about starting her first day at Kuroneko High. Why would they name the school "Black Cat High," anyway? Must be their mascot, she decided.
Standing at the front of the medium-sized room was a middle-age man with tan-colored hair and a pair of bifocal glasses. He was dressed in a gray suit with a very bright red tie (don't ask). He looked up as Meryl walked into the room and smiled at her.
"Ah! You must be Ms. Meryl Stryfe!" he greeted as he looked to his class. "Students, we have a new student joining us this year. Please welcome Meryl Stryfe!"
Meryl nervously waved to the class as they watched her like a hawk.
Her teacher, Mr. Anderson, gestured to a seat next to a tall, happy-looking girl with brown hair. "Meryl, why don't you sit next to Millie Thompson? Millie, raise your hand!" Millie frantically waved to the girl as she made her way over to the seat next to her. Once there, Meryl awkwardly took her seat next to the seemingly energetic girl.
Millie smiled brightly at her new classmate. "Hi! I'm Millie Thompson!"
'Well, that was what the teacher said...' Out loud she said, "Uh, I'm Meryl Stryfe...I just moved here yesterday..."
Millie nodded. "You're gonna love it here! Wait until you meet Nicholas Wolfwood! He's really great and he's my boyfriend."
Meryl blinked at her. "You're Nick's girlfriend?"
The taller girl blinked in confusion. "You know my Nicky?"
Meryl laughed at the thought of someone calling him 'Nicky' knowing how much he hated being called that. "Well, yeah, he's my cousin."
Millie's eyes lit up in recognition. "Oh! He said that his cousin would be moving in with him!" She magically pulled out a cup of...pudding...from somewhere, Meryl was afraid to ask. Millie handed her a cup. "Want some?"
Meryl nervously shook her head. "Eh, no...thanks..."
The tall girl shrugged and started eating her pudding right there in class as the teacher went on teaching them. "Can someone please tell me the answer to this question...?" He paused for a dramatic effect. "What is the answer to...two plus two?" Everyone fell anime-style from their seats.
Meryl looked at Millie. "He can't be for real, can he?"
Millie only smiled while eating her lovely pudding. "I'm afraid so, Meryl."
Meryl sighed. "But I thought we were in twelfth grade...not first."
The taller girl only shrugged once more, too much into her third cup of pudding and Meryl started to wonder where she got the pudding from.
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Lunch Room
12:05 PM
Millie graciously showed Meryl around the school pointing out specific landmarks and the student body and whatnot. Meryl found out that Millie was an extremely kind person with the heart of a pure child and blah, blah, blah. They instantly became friends (I mean, it wouldn't be a "Trigun" story if they weren't!). Now it was time for lunch, and from past experience, Meryl was afraid of what lunch awaited them.
Meryl sat down at a small table with Millie. Millie was already talking to Nicholas, who had been there before they arrived. The short girl sighed and folded her arms on the table, placing her head on top of them. She closed her eyes, deciding that a small nap wouldn't hurt anyone, and started drifting off to sleep...that is, until she heard a voice behind her.
"Hi!" the voice nearly shouted into her ear, causing her to jump from her seat and almost fall on the floor.
Meryl turned around to see the same tall blond she had met yesterday and offer a small smile. "Hi Vash." She turned back around and rested her head on the table.
"Um, hey, I want you to meet my brother!" Vash suddenly blurted out, grabbing another tall teenager that was standing a few inches from him, this one a lighter blond. The other boy protested, glaring at his brother.
Meryl turned around in her seat to greet the other boy, and froze. The boys looked almost exactly alike, except the other one looked much colder and meaner and, uh, not nice.
Vash grinned, then introduced the two. "This is my twin brother Knives! Knives, this is Meryl, Wolfwood's cousin!" Vash introduced the two.
Knives grinned as well, but while Vash looked goofy when he grinned, Knives looked down-right scary. "So, this is Meryl...I heard a lot about you..."
Meryl raised an eyebrow. "Like what?"
Knives was about to say something when Vash interrupted. "Um, Knives, don't you have something to destroy?"
The lighter blond paused in thought. "You're right, brother. I shall see you all later, but right now, I must find Legato!" And so, he ran off.
Vash sighed in relief. "Well, that was close..."
"What was close?" Meryl asked in genuine confusion, tilting her head to the side. Vash instantly thought she looked so darn cute when she was confused.
Vash laughed nervously. "Uh, nothing! So..." He took a seat next to her and pulled out a box of doughnuts from, eh, a conveniently set plot-hole. Yeah, that's right. "How are things?" He plopped one doughy treat into his mouth.
Meryl blinked as a few crumbs flew from his mouth and down her shirt. She glared at him as he smiled, oblivious to her unneeded shower of saliva and soggy doughnut crumbs. She sighed and turned away from Vash, not answering his question. She really didn't feel like smashing his head in. It was, after all, her first day of school here.
Before anyone could say anything else, a huge explosion was heard in the kitchen, and all heads turned to see a smog-covered Knives and Legato sitting on the ground. All in all, they looked quite comical with their smoked-covered clothes and blackened faces, as a cloud of smoke hovered around them.
Legato frowned as he turned to Knives. "Perhaps we overdid it with the two gallons of gasoline?"
Knives glared at him and stood up. "Quiet, I knew what I was doing."
"Knives Saverem and Legato Bluesummers!" A loud, scary voice boomed over the lunchroom. The two boys in question turned to see their principal, BDN, marching towards them.
The two quickly stood up at attention, staring nervously at the principal. "Uh, yes sir?" Knives asked, a bit sheepishly.
"What is the meaning of this?!" he roared, reminding them of a hungry lion. They were the prey.
Vash shook his head as he watched his brother and Legato get chewed out by the principal, yet again. It never ceases to amaze him how much trouble his twin brother could get into.
Wolfwood chuckled from his seat next to Millie. "I guess the destructiveness runs in the family, eh, Vash?"
Vash grinned sheepishly. "Guess so." He went back to his wonderful doughnuts.
And so, the lunch bell rang, signaling the end of that period. All the 'happy' students trotted off to class.
The day didn't progress much differently. Sure, the biology room blew up twice, twelve kids were sent to the emergency room, and three teachers were replaced, but hey, it was a typical day at Kuroneko High.
"Moo! Eh, Nyao!" went the cat.
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Previews of the Next Episode: Nicholas and Meryl stood in front of the door of a fairly large house. "Well, this is the place, cuz."
Meryl narrowed her eyes. "I still refuse to go out with this boy."
"Oh, come on Mer'! Just think of it like this: you're giving to the needy!"
"How am I giving to the needy?"
"Cuz, this boy is very needy."
Next Episode: Uh-Oh, You're in Trouble!
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