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Chapter 5 The Quick Draw Tournament
"Legato?! What are you doing here? You're supposed to be dead!" Heather exclaimed.
Rachel's eyes went wide as Legato turned his attention on her. He walked over, took her hand in his, and kissed it gently. "To whom do I owe this most wonderful surprise?" he asked in his oh so sexy voice.
"R- r- Rachel!" she stuttered. "I'm Rachel."
"My name is Legato, Legato Bluesummers."
"I know," she squeaked.
"The tournament will now begin. Vash the Stampede vs. Barry the Bunny Man! Pyra and Jesse the Jack in the Box on deck."
"I uh have to get ready. I'm Pyra, just to let you know," Heather stated. "I'm so going to write a fanfic on this," she whispered to herself and walked away.
Rachel threw herself into Legato's arms. "Do you wanna do something?" she asked innocently. He got the picture and walked to the closest ally.
Chrissy rolled her eyes. "Should we stop them?" she questioned.
"No way! You didn't stop us when we were uh... doing stuff in an ally!" Danielle ejaculated. Eric grinned when Danielle blushed.
Chrissy stared. "C- could you just tell us what happened?" she asked.
"Yes, please do," Andie ordered, annoyed. Eric and Danielle told them most of what was going on. What I mean by 'most' is what they knew and what Chrissy and Andie missed.
"So... Heather's a plant thingy, Rachel is some weird person, and you and Eric are normal?" Chrissy tried to get it all right. "And Vash is scared of Heather because he just figured out she was only thirteen. He used to love her. Now he's going for that Meryl lady. That priest is back because of some, ugh, I hate to admit it, cosmic force. Now that blue-haired lunatic has come back for the same reason? This is getting confusing. I just want to go home."
"Congratulations, Vash the Stampede! Up next, Pyra and Jesse the Jack in the Box! Nicholas D. Wolfwood and Catalina the Kitty on deck!"
Heather walked out wearing the sailor scout outfit she had on when she arrived complete with the shining golden guns at her thighs. She stepped onto the field where Jesse was waiting. 'Yum... he's hot!' "My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard. And they're like, 'it's better than yours. Damn right, it's better than yours.' I could teach you, but I'd have to charge," she whispered to herself. "Hi! You must be Jesse! Good luck!"
They stood back to back and took ten steps away from each other. The speaker dude said, "go" and the opponents turned around. To the surprise of Heather, Jesse's Jack in the Box turned into a huge machine gun! He began shooting madly at her.
As she dodged each bullet she thought, 'Haven't I drawn a picture of this before? I'm wearing this outfit, some guy is shooting at me, and Wolfwood is in the background. I'm stopping the bullets in mid air and my eyes are glowing red. Ok, now. Eyes... GLOW! Ok... you can glow... NOW! Grr! Now!' Heather smirked as the audience gasped in surprise. A wind came from nowhere and blew at Heather. It lifted her up and blew at her hair and clothes. She held her hand up as if to stop the bullets with it. Strange enough, it worked! The bullets stopped in their tracks.
Jesse furrowed his eyebrows and didn't stop shooting until he ran out of ammo. Heather had won! 'Ooh! Go me!' The wind suddenly stopped blowing and Heather fell out of the air along with all the bullets. She got up awkwardly. "I'm good! I'm good!" A huge roar of applause greeted her. She walked over to where all of her friends were standing minus Stephanie and Rachel.
Vash dashed to her and started fussing over he nonexistent wounds. "Chill, Vash! I didn't even have to touch my guns! Let alone use them! I told you I'd be ok."
Wolfwood's eyes were saucers. 'Oh... Lord...'
Heather caught it and smirked. "I drew a picture of it. And you were in it and thinking the exact same thing you just did."
"Oh, yeah! I saw that picture!" Andie exclaimed.
"Congratulations to Pyra! Up next, Nicholas D. Wolfwood and Catalina the Kitty! On deck, Vash the Stampede and Rash the Itch!"
"More like Rash the Bitch," Heather stated as she saw Rash push an innocent child in the dirt and left him there to cry.
Heather turned to see another Chrissy Death Glare aimed at her. "Even though you're right, you don't have to say it like that!"
Rachel and Legato came up behind Millie and Meryl who were sitting quietly behind everyone. "That was fantastic! We must do that again sometime!" she declared.
"Yeah," Legato sighed.
Millie and Meryl screamed. Wolfwood and Vash ran up to them to see what was wrong. The girls silently pointed to Legato. Simultaneously, the guys pulled out their guns and pointed them at the innocent man.
Knives turned to see what all of the ruckus was about but the sight of Chrissy caught his attention. "Hey. What's your name?" he asked.
"None of your business," she replied. "Are you trying to get with me? Just to let you know, I hate Trigun and I hate being here. I definitely hate that guy over there." She pointed to Vash. "Why should I like you?"
"Because I hate that guy, too. He's my brother and he almost killed me!"
"Wow. Rough. He's an idiot isn't he?"
"Yeah. He's the most naïve guy on Gunsmoke. I'm ashamed to be his brother."
"You know... on second thought, you're not so bad after all," the Trigun-hating girl thought aloud.
"Thanks! So... you wanna go get something to eat or... something?" Knives asked, all the while being totally out of character. He blushed! You'd probably never imagine that.
"Sure!" He put his arm around her shoulders and took her to the local bakery.
Anyway, back with Vash, Wolfwood, and Legato. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be dead!" Vash pushed his gun closer to Legato's head. "If you don't answer me now, I won't hesitate to kill you this time."
"Vash, take a chill pill! He's back for the same reason Wolfwood is!" Rachel defended. "Besides, he's a really good kisser!"
"Are you sure he's better?" Millie asked unsurely.
"Of course! I would have killed him myself if he wasn't," Heather stepped in.
"But, Heather! I though killing was bad!" Rachel, Andie, Danielle, and Eric gasped. "Heather! Shame on you! No one has the right to take the life of another!"
"Shut up, guys and never use that against me again! If you do, I'll kill you!" They rolled their eyes.
"Huh?" Vash, Millie, Meryl, Wolfwood, and Legato tilted their heads.
"I always say that. It just annoys them and they use it against me whenever they possibly can," Heather explained. Wolfwood took leave so he could fight his gunfight thing.
"Killing is really bad," a voice said from behind. Everyone turned around but one voice stood out from the rest.
"OH MY GOD! IT'S HAL SPARKS!" Danielle began to hyperventilate. A man with short brown hair and a sexy soul patch below his lower lip ran over to her and led her gently to a chair.
"Are you ok, babe?" he asked.
"Oh, he just called me babe!" Danielle squealed.
Eric narrowed his eyes. "Stay away from my girl!"
"I'm sorry, Eric. It's over with us. Hal is mine, now," Danielle said, smiling the whole time. She threw herself at Hal and started making out with him. She pulled away and asked, "Do you want to go in an ally and make out? It will be more private and I just think the idea of doing that is halarious." He agreed. They walked away but they heard Danielle ask, "You know who's hot?" Hal shook his head. "You! I know everything about you! Instead of wearing just boxers or briefs, you wear a stylish combination of the two. You use Toms of Maine for toothpaste. Asylic Oxinum, Midol (for girls who come over), Contact Lens Solution, contact lens holders, and anti-fungi cream is all in your medicine cabinet! Oh I'm so good!"
"Fine, my darling! We'll always have Paris! And I hope you remembered that night by the fire where we... cuddled! Just remember, I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU!!!" Eric cried pathetically. "Whatever. I'm going for Heather, now."
"No you're not," a voice was heard... again. "Because I am."
Heather turned around angrily looking for who dared fight over her. When she saw, all anger disappeared from her eyes. "Forrest?!"
"Heather?!" A tall blonde man with spiked up Vash-like hair, aqua eyes, and wearing a dark green Vash-like coat stood gaping at an equally surprised Heather.
"Y- you l- look like V- Vash! Wait... are you Vash? No. You can't be. Vash is right there. Vash? I didn't know you had another twin!"
"I don't!" Vash exclaimed.
"Who are you?" Heather asked the Vash clone.
"My name is Forrest. Who are you?"
"I'm Heather. F- Forrest? How did you get here? Why do you look twenty? The better question is why do you look like Vash?"
Forrest blushed. "I was kind of... sitting at your table."
"Why?"
"I uh, wanted to tell you something. Anyway, what's going on?" Forrest tried to change the subject. Heather, Rachel, Eric, Andie, Vash, Meryl, Millie, and Legato explained all they could and what they knew. When they finished, Forrest blinked. "Ok..."
"Congratulations to Nicholas D. Wolfwood! Now for Vash the Stampede and Rash the Itch! Next is Pyra and Tom the Turtle Boy!"
Wolfwood came up to them. "Oh great! Another one? How many more are going to come?"
"I didn't know Forrest was coming but Stephanie will be here next. I don't know when she's coming but she'll be the last, I hope. I have no idea how Hal Sparks came here! He's a celebrity on earth. It would be cool if Khleo could come," Andie said. "At least Danielle is content."
Vash joined his opponent on the battlefield. The fight lasted less than ten seconds. Vash had won. Congratulations were given. Heather was next. Then Wolfwood had to fight Vash. She shook hands with Tom the Turtle Boy. He was carrying a bag of God knows what. When the fight started, Tom grabbed turtles out of the bag and threw them at Heather. 'Ah shit! They have to be snapping turtles!' She checked her watch for no reason at all. She actually didn't have one so she looked at her wrist. "Oh look, Tom! It's turtle time! Are you fond of your turtles?" she asked while dodging another one.
"Yes! As a matter of fact, I am!" Tom replied.
"Oh well. That's just too bad. Say good bye to your precious turtles!" Heather pulled out one of her guns and shot at all the turtles. But instead of bullets coming out, they were fireballs! So that's why they call her Pyra! The turtles lay paralyzed in the sand with Tom crying over them. "They aren't dead, stupid!" She walked away. Unknown to her, a figure followed. (I bet you're thinking, "Not another new person!" Don't worry! I'll save that one for the next chapter.)
Wolfwood and Vash fought next. They based it on whoever ran out of ammo first. They didn't want an ordeal like the one in the last tournament. Wolfwood ran out first. Heather and Vash were to fight next.
"I don't think you should do this," Rachel whispered to Heather just as Meryl whispered the same to Vash. Heather and Vash looked at each other silently.
Heather walked over to Vash. "We could play rock, paper, scissors if you don't want to fight me."
Vash smiled gratefully. "Ok. Whoever loses has to forfeit the tournament!"
"Alright. Best out of three!"
"Rock, paper, scissors!" Vash had rock. Heather had scissors. Rock smashes scissors.
"Rock, paper, scissors!" Vash had rock. Heather had paper. Paper covers rock.
"Rock, paper, scissors!" Vash had paper. Heather had paper.
"Rock, paper, scissors!" Vash had scissors. Heather had scissors.
"Rock, paper, scissors!" Vash had rock. Heather had rock.
"Heather, I don't want you fighting anyway! You could get killed," Forrest said.
"Ha! Your boyfriend wants you to forfeit!" Vash teased. Forrest and Heather blushed.
"Vash, I don't want you to fight either. I really don't want to," Meryl pleaded.
"Hee hee hee..." Heather giggled. "I guess we'll just have to, then. Come on, Vash! Or are you too scared?"
Vash looked at her when they arrived on the battlefield. "I don't want to fight you."
"Hmm... I do! This'll be fun! Come on, Vash. If you hurt me, I'll just tell you to stop and you'll win. But I don't think you can hurt me."
"Fine. Here we go, then."
The fight started. Both Heather and Vash dove behind one of the rock formations that the field provided for the opponents to hide behind. Every few seconds, they shot at each other but they both dodged it. This went on for a while. Their friends were holding their breaths.
Suddenly, shots were firing at Vash. He and Heather stopped firing and turned to the direction they were being shot at.
"We'll get you, Vash the Stampede!" A crowd of gunmen made their way through the audience and onto the field. "We'll get you and your little girlfriend, too!"
"Girlfriend?!" Vash, Heather, Meryl, and Forrest exclaimed.
Before Heather could protest, Vash had grabbed her around the waist and threw her over his shoulder. He ran through the group of gunmen and into the audience.
The leader of the gunmen stopped them from shooting at the audience. "You cannot kill the innocents! It's Vash we're after."
"Exactly! You're after me! Why do you want Heather?" Vash's voice was heard over the screams of the crowd below. He was standing on the roof of a near building with Heather standing next to him, glaring at the leader guy.
"She's like you! She beat her first opponent without even touching her gun! That makes her dangerous!"
"Hey! I could beat you without touching my guns!" Andie declared loudly.
"So could I!" Rachel, Meryl, Millie, and Wolfwood agreed. Eric and Legato stood away. They didn't have any guns. Forrest just looked kind of lost and confused.
Heather smirked and glared at the leader. "There's one difference between me and you," she stated.
"What's that, little girl?" the leader asked sarcastically.
"I have friends. You don't!" He looked behind him. A cloud of dust lingered. He ran away. Heather started laughing. "Wow! That was fun! I thought all of this 'I wanna kill Vash the Stampede and get rich' crap was over! Whatever." She jumped off the building and landed perfectly on her red stilettos. "Don't try that at home, kids!" Vash followed suit.
The speaker guy came up and told them to resume the fight. "I really don't want to fight you," Vash sighed.
"We could play rock, paper, scissors again! Best out of one." Heather put her hands out ready for him to give the call.
Vash smiled. "Alright. Rock... Paper... SCISSORS!" He had paper. Heather had...
SCISSORS!!!!!
"Haha! I win! IwinIwinIwinIwin!" She quickly got serious. "Congratulations, Vash the Stampede. I guess you just weren't good enough." She grinned and held out her hand for him to shake. He accepted it and returned the smile. "Oh my God! I just shoot hands with Vash the Stampede! That was so cool!" She looked around silently for a second. When she found who she was looking for, she ran over and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. "I won, Forrest! I won!"
"Congratulations! Saeed would be proud." He smiled. "I'm glad you're ok. I can't believe I look like Vash! Of all people!"
"Hey! You should be honored!" Vash pouted. "Heather lo-"
Meryl jumped into Vash's arms are pressed her lips against his. He didn't take long to respond. His arms found their way around her waist. They slowly pulled away from each other and blushed. She leaned to his ear and whispered, "You aren't supposed to tell the guy who likes him unless you're absolutely sure he likes the girl back. This was an exception," she added indicating her kissing him. Vash nodded his head and kissed her again.
Everyone sighed and said together, "That is so cute!" Including Legato, Eric, Forrest, Knives (who had come back), and Chrissy (who came with Knives).
"Knives! Chrissy! You missed all the excitement!" Danielle exclaimed.
"We had enough excitement on our own. Besides, we saw the whole thing. It was on cable and the bakery in Boswell has a TV with cable," Knives explained. Chrissy blushed.
"Ooh! What did you do?" Rachel asked mischievously.
"Wait! You went to Boswell with out me?!" Rachel and Vash exclaimed.
"I could have gotten more eyeliner!"
"I could have gotten doughnuts!"
Knives coughed but under the cough, they heard, "We kissed."
Eric, Danielle, Andie, Rachel, Heather, Millie, Meryl, Wolfwood, and Vash stared at Chrissy.
"You kissed by brother?!" Vash gagged.
"You kissed Knives?! Ew! Gross!" Millie and Meryl stuck their tongues out.
Eric, Danielle, Andie, Rachel, and Heather were speechless. They thought that Chrissy hated everything about Trigun, including the psychotic plant.
Wolfwood couldn't really say anything, either. He didn't know what to say.
Legato just looked at Knives. "Master? I thought you hated humans. What makes this one different?"
"For one thing, she's beautiful." He put an arm around her shoulder. "She's intelligent like me. We also have a lot more in common."
"Whatever. This is just confusing. Let's go home," Heather suggested.
She walked with Forrest. Eric tried to get Forrest to say he loved Heather. He was using really good reverse psychology. Vash walked with Meryl. Wolfwood and Millie walked together. Andie stood on the other side of Wolfwood, staring at him freakishly. Danielle walked with Hal talking about how hot he was and how much she knew about him. Next to Danielle and Hal, Legato and Rachel were making out and trying to walk in straight lines at the same time. Chrissy and Knives fell behind everyone.
The group of fourteen arrived at their small home. Heather stayed outside for a moment. "I have to write a fanfic on this," she mumbled to herself and walked inside. When the front door closed, a figure stood in front of it. It was the same shadow that followed Heather after her fight with Tom the Turtle Boy. He had followed them home!
Yay! I finished another chapter! I hope you like it! It took me three days to finish it and get it right. I needed to get the Hal Sparks info from Danielle. I don't really know what's in his medicine cabinet or what toothpaste he uses. She does, though. I'm really sorry if the format of this chapter is bad. My computer is freaking out. I can't even check my email! I had to use someone else's computer! I still received your reviews though! Thank you again! It would make me happy if you all reviewed again! I'm upset right now. I've been crying all evening. My dad is moving to Colorado. I live in California. He does, too, for now. My parents have been divorced for as long as I can remember but him moving to Colorado is a big deal for me so it would be so fantastic if you could review. Thank you!