Disclaimer: Sadly, I am one of the many fans who can only pine away for ownership of Trigun. Wait! I have an idea! -sneaks over to Mr. Nightow's lawyer's place thingy and begins searching.- Ah ha! I have found it! Now I shall change his will and Trigun shall belong to me! -hears noise from outside window.- Oh crap. -thousands of fans are pressed up against the window.- Im doomed.
Heh heh. Anyways. Enjoy chapter 2.
Vash's Bad Hair Day and Legato's Reward
Vash: -is in the shower, singing his Genocide song.- Ah. Time for the shampoo. -splurts some into his hand and lathers it into his hair.- Hm..this stuff smells slightly different from my usual stuff. I hope Millie didn't replace it with pudding again. x.x
----------A few minutes later, Vash gets out of the shower.
Vash: -still humming the Genocide song.- Now where's my hairgel? Ah. Here we go. -spikes his hair, not bothering to look in the mirror.-
Wolfwood (from some random room in the house): OI! TONGARI! FRESH DONUTS!
Vash: DONUTS? YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! -in his happiness of having fresh donuts, he drops the towel he was holding around his waist.- Gah. -puts the towel back wherer it belongs, only to look up and see hundreds of rabid fangirls crammed against his window, trying to get a better view.- o.O I should remind that insurance girl to get some curtains. But back to the significantly more important issue: DONUUUUUUUUUUUUTS! Just lemme check my hair. -takes a towel and wipes the steam off the mirror and stares.- HOLY GRANDMA'S KITCHENWARE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....
This screaming continued for several more minutes, until a rock flew threw the window and knocked him unconscious.
----------------------------Once more, in the bar behind the counter
Knives: -is dancing with glee.- Well done, minion! You have earned yourself unlimited hot dog priveleges for the next 3 days!
Legato: Master, nothing in the universe could possibly express my uncontained pure unadulterated happiness at the words that you have just spoken. -tears of joy flow down his face, much like Vash's.-
Legato: . YOU DARE TO COMPARE ME WITH THAT WUSSY! I DO NOT CRY JOYFULLY LIKE VASH THE STAMPEDE! MY TEARS ARE MORE MANLY, DO YOU HEAR ME??? MANLY I SAY! MANLY!
Knives: o.O Who the hell are you talking to?
Random Crowd of Screaming Legato Fangirls: THAT'S RIGHT! LEGATO THE ALMIGHTY'S TEARS ARE MUCH MORE MANLY THAN VASH THE DONUT MAN'S! WHAT YOU SAY IS BLASPHEMOUS!
Random Crowd of Screaming Vash Fangirls: SAY WHAT? VASH IS MUCH MORE MANLY THAN THAT MAN NAMED AFTER A MUSIC TERM!
At this, the Random Crowd of Screaming Legato Fangirls and the Random Crowd of Screaming Vash Fangirls started a massive war in which many fangirls where unfortunately killed. I smote the rest for giving me a headache with their screaming.
Knives and Legato: o.O
Knives: Why don't I have a Random Crowd of Screaming Knives Fangirls?
Me: -points to suggestion box.- You want something, you can ask for it the same way everyone else does.
Knives: Oh. -sniffles and pouts.-
Legato: No worries, Master. I shall find you a Random Crowd of Screaming Knives Fangirls. However, you shall have to wait 3 days, since you have given me unlimited hot dog priveleges. And nothing, I say, NOTHING comes before the hot dogs. -hold his hands up to the heavens as hot dogs rain from the skies.-
Knives: -twitch.- What's with the hot dog storm?
Legato: DO NOT QUESTION THE HOLY RAIN OF HOT DOGS! IF THE ALL OMNIPOTENT AUTHORESS DEEMS IT SHALL RAIN HOT DOGS, IT SHALL RAIN HOT DOGS!
Knives: -slowly backs away.- Um...right. While you're doing that, Im going to go see how our little plan to smite Vash has turned out.
------------------Meanwhile, back in the hotel/house thing or whereever the crap they're staying
Vash: WOLFWOOD! INSURANCE GIRLS!
Meryl, Millie & Wolfwood: What??
Vash: -comes running into the room, still dressed in only a towel.-
Meryl: -stares at the towel.-
Wolfwood: -stares at Meryl staring at the towel.- O.o
Millie: -stares at Vash's hair.- Oh, Mr. Vash, it's so adorable! -claps her hands together merrily and bounces up and down.-
Wolfwood: -looks up at Vash's hair.- o.O Tongari....what were you thinking?
Meryl: -still staring at the towel.-
Vash: ADORABLE???!?!?!?! THIS -points to his hair.- IS NOT ADORABLE! IT'S.....IT'S...IT'S..... -breaks down sobbing.-
Millie: -pats Vash on the back.- Really, Mr. Vash, it's not that bad!
Wolfwood: -twitch.- I'm scarred for life.
Meryl: -still staring at towel.-
Vash: Blast it woman, stop trying to see my unmentionables through the towel!!!
Meryl: Who said anything about trying? I have X-ray vision.
Vash, Millie & Wolfwood: ..........................O.O
Vash: That...is ...SO.....wrong......what do you think?
Meryl: -giggles.-
Wolfwood & Millie: -fall over.- x.x' (A/N: Im sure you people already know this, but whenever someone falls over, you know it's anime style right? So i dont have to say it every time? You do? Good. I was scared there for a minute.)
Vash: -indecent thoughts.- Uh...back to the main point thing. MY HAIR IS....
At that particular moment, Knives chose to come barging in. Actually, it was more like running and screaming hysterically, screaming something about Legato, hot dogs, rabid fangirls, and manliness.
A/N: Will we ever find out what happened to Vash's hair? Or why exactly Knives chose that moment to use their house as a hiding spot from a hot dog-crazed Legato? Find out in Chapter 3! Review pleezes.
Heh heh. Anyways. Enjoy chapter 2.
Vash's Bad Hair Day and Legato's Reward
Vash: -is in the shower, singing his Genocide song.- Ah. Time for the shampoo. -splurts some into his hand and lathers it into his hair.- Hm..this stuff smells slightly different from my usual stuff. I hope Millie didn't replace it with pudding again. x.x
----------A few minutes later, Vash gets out of the shower.
Vash: -still humming the Genocide song.- Now where's my hairgel? Ah. Here we go. -spikes his hair, not bothering to look in the mirror.-
Wolfwood (from some random room in the house): OI! TONGARI! FRESH DONUTS!
Vash: DONUTS? YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! -in his happiness of having fresh donuts, he drops the towel he was holding around his waist.- Gah. -puts the towel back wherer it belongs, only to look up and see hundreds of rabid fangirls crammed against his window, trying to get a better view.- o.O I should remind that insurance girl to get some curtains. But back to the significantly more important issue: DONUUUUUUUUUUUUTS! Just lemme check my hair. -takes a towel and wipes the steam off the mirror and stares.- HOLY GRANDMA'S KITCHENWARE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....
This screaming continued for several more minutes, until a rock flew threw the window and knocked him unconscious.
----------------------------Once more, in the bar behind the counter
Knives: -is dancing with glee.- Well done, minion! You have earned yourself unlimited hot dog priveleges for the next 3 days!
Legato: Master, nothing in the universe could possibly express my uncontained pure unadulterated happiness at the words that you have just spoken. -tears of joy flow down his face, much like Vash's.-
Legato: . YOU DARE TO COMPARE ME WITH THAT WUSSY! I DO NOT CRY JOYFULLY LIKE VASH THE STAMPEDE! MY TEARS ARE MORE MANLY, DO YOU HEAR ME??? MANLY I SAY! MANLY!
Knives: o.O Who the hell are you talking to?
Random Crowd of Screaming Legato Fangirls: THAT'S RIGHT! LEGATO THE ALMIGHTY'S TEARS ARE MUCH MORE MANLY THAN VASH THE DONUT MAN'S! WHAT YOU SAY IS BLASPHEMOUS!
Random Crowd of Screaming Vash Fangirls: SAY WHAT? VASH IS MUCH MORE MANLY THAN THAT MAN NAMED AFTER A MUSIC TERM!
At this, the Random Crowd of Screaming Legato Fangirls and the Random Crowd of Screaming Vash Fangirls started a massive war in which many fangirls where unfortunately killed. I smote the rest for giving me a headache with their screaming.
Knives and Legato: o.O
Knives: Why don't I have a Random Crowd of Screaming Knives Fangirls?
Me: -points to suggestion box.- You want something, you can ask for it the same way everyone else does.
Knives: Oh. -sniffles and pouts.-
Legato: No worries, Master. I shall find you a Random Crowd of Screaming Knives Fangirls. However, you shall have to wait 3 days, since you have given me unlimited hot dog priveleges. And nothing, I say, NOTHING comes before the hot dogs. -hold his hands up to the heavens as hot dogs rain from the skies.-
Knives: -twitch.- What's with the hot dog storm?
Legato: DO NOT QUESTION THE HOLY RAIN OF HOT DOGS! IF THE ALL OMNIPOTENT AUTHORESS DEEMS IT SHALL RAIN HOT DOGS, IT SHALL RAIN HOT DOGS!
Knives: -slowly backs away.- Um...right. While you're doing that, Im going to go see how our little plan to smite Vash has turned out.
------------------Meanwhile, back in the hotel/house thing or whereever the crap they're staying
Vash: WOLFWOOD! INSURANCE GIRLS!
Meryl, Millie & Wolfwood: What??
Vash: -comes running into the room, still dressed in only a towel.-
Meryl: -stares at the towel.-
Wolfwood: -stares at Meryl staring at the towel.- O.o
Millie: -stares at Vash's hair.- Oh, Mr. Vash, it's so adorable! -claps her hands together merrily and bounces up and down.-
Wolfwood: -looks up at Vash's hair.- o.O Tongari....what were you thinking?
Meryl: -still staring at the towel.-
Vash: ADORABLE???!?!?!?! THIS -points to his hair.- IS NOT ADORABLE! IT'S.....IT'S...IT'S..... -breaks down sobbing.-
Millie: -pats Vash on the back.- Really, Mr. Vash, it's not that bad!
Wolfwood: -twitch.- I'm scarred for life.
Meryl: -still staring at towel.-
Vash: Blast it woman, stop trying to see my unmentionables through the towel!!!
Meryl: Who said anything about trying? I have X-ray vision.
Vash, Millie & Wolfwood: ..........................O.O
Vash: That...is ...SO.....wrong......what do you think?
Meryl: -giggles.-
Wolfwood & Millie: -fall over.- x.x' (A/N: Im sure you people already know this, but whenever someone falls over, you know it's anime style right? So i dont have to say it every time? You do? Good. I was scared there for a minute.)
Vash: -indecent thoughts.- Uh...back to the main point thing. MY HAIR IS....
At that particular moment, Knives chose to come barging in. Actually, it was more like running and screaming hysterically, screaming something about Legato, hot dogs, rabid fangirls, and manliness.
A/N: Will we ever find out what happened to Vash's hair? Or why exactly Knives chose that moment to use their house as a hiding spot from a hot dog-crazed Legato? Find out in Chapter 3! Review pleezes.