Hey guys. It's time for something a little less angsty... A different take on the whole "Meryl coming clean to Vash about her feelings" scenario. A joke and fluff at the same time. I hope you enjoy!
"Meryl, you've got to tell him!" Milly was being as adamant as ever. She carried their shopping basket as they walked through the market.
"Tell him what?" Meryl was being equally evasive. She held her head high and kept walking.
"You know! How you feel about him…" Milly's innocent eyes and that hopeful expression on her face wore Meryl's determined denial down. "He's been back for a while now, and you know…you shouldn't talk yourself out of it. If you miss your opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"
She was right. He'd been back for a week, and she'd avoided him like the plague…like a tall, handsome, charming plague… "I know…I know." It really wasn't very becoming behavior for a Stryfe, after all.
"Plus! I can't vow to hate Mr. Vash forever for making you cry if you don't tell him your feelings…"
Meryl's eyes shot up to her partner's. "Please, Milly!" She quieted her voice. "Don't talk about that here." Her eyes darted around, making sure no one was within earshot.
"Oh, right," Milly remembered. Meryl didn't have emotions in public…well, except for fury. Most of the male patrons at the local tavern had already experienced that. "So…when are you going to tell him?"
Meryl snapped. "Oh, Milly, for crying out loud!" She expected Milly to drop the subject, but when she looked into her friend's eyes, she could see Milly wasn't about to let it go. Meryl couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe they were having this discussion now, and in public no less. It was true that she hadn't had very much opportunity to talk to Milly since Vash had returned, but still… "Come on! Do you want me to mark it on the calendar and hand out flyers so everyone in town will know that I lo—" That sentence was punctuated by a long, low growl. In a quiet, stern voice, she started up again. "Look. I don't want to talk about this out here."
Milly shrugged, like the subject was never really a big deal to her to begin with. "Okay, suit yourself, but I really think you should do it soon…" Milly trailed off as she contemplated the items in the window of a clothing store.
Meryl sucked in a breath, realizing she really had wanted someone to talk about this since Vash had come back. She really was unsure of herself. "Oh, Milly, what am I supposed to do? I'm not exactly your typical girl…if telling him was like writing a report, then… But it's not! It's nothing like that!" Meryl dropped her hands in a small act of desperation. She looked at the ground. "I mean, really, what am I supposed to do? Get an entirely new wardrobe…and, and…wait for my hair to grow out…and…drag him up to that cliff and say…say, I don't know…" She clasped her hands to her chest and batted her eyelashes as she exaggerated her voice, "Oh Vash, I love you! Let's get married and have ten thousand babies and live in love and peace forever and ever!"
Milly laughed. "But Meryl, that's just silly!"
"Ugh…you're right about that. That is never going to happen." She shook her head as anotherdistasteful scenariocame to mind. Her voice became syrupy again. "Or, how about I corner him in the middle of the night and confess my undying love as, a, a single tear rolls down my cheek." She stuck her finger in her mouth and made a gagging noise.
Milly stuck her tongue out. "That's a horrible idea."
Meryl jumped up in mock enthusiasm. "I've got it! How about I sneak into his room at night under the excuse that he was having a nightmare and then just have my way with him."
Milly laughed. "Oh, sempai, now I know you've been reading too many trashy novels for sure!"
Meryl let out a sigh as her shoulders slumped. She didn't know how to handle this. "Milly, what am I supposed to do?"
Milly gave her a warm smile. "Just…be yourself! Do what comes naturally. I'm sure you'll do swell!"
"Jeez," Meryl mumbled, trying to recover her stony facade. "I really hope you're giving Vash half as much trouble about this as you're giving me."
Milly flashed her an innocent smile. "Don't worry, I am!"
Milly waltzed away, seemingly oblivious to what she let slip. It was all Meryl could do to keep from falling over.