The More Things Change...
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Knives had only been traveling with them a short while, but already he thought he had their pattern figured. Vash did something stupid, the little one bitched him out for it, and then the empty-headed one ended by saying something inherently silly.
"Tell me the truth, we're lost aren't we!?"
"Give me a sec, Short Girl." Vash stuck a finger in his mouth and held it up to the wind, only that didn't work as well as it could've because he'd forgotten he was wearing gloves.
"Sure, we can play a game while we wait for slow, burning death! How about I Spy? I Spy with my little eye, something beginning with'S'. Need a hint!? IT'S SAND!!!" She kicked a toeful his way.
The other girl expressed her disappointment. "Aw…" she pouted just a little, "I thought it was 'Stampede'."
Hm… this could become a little monotonous…