Miss Anthrope and Miss Silly Goose must crave the indulgence of the reader, as once again we
make it clear that we do not own Trigun.
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Knives sits on the porch...again
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The next day, Knives was again sitting in a rocking chair on the porch. He had decided that he
was going to rid himself once and for all of the confusing female spider today. He wore such a
wicked grin this morning that Vash was worried and very nearly stayed home from work. But
Knives attempted to master a docile look, and began to pretend to read his book. Thus reassured,
Vash decided to go to the doughnut shop after all.
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Knives sat in his rocking chair in glee for the first three hours of the morning, pondering how to destroy
the enemy. He grew bored of this rather quickly though, for there are only so many ways to kill a person, especially when
one is weaponless and immobile. Still he struggled valiantly onward, and attempted another hour of
plotting. He eventually decided to force her to jump to her death in the town well, as this would
possibly contaminate the town water supply, and quickly kill off the other townspeople.(Of
course this would probably kill him off as well, but he didn't really think about that.) He laughed
very evil like. Now that he was decided, he just had to wait.
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A few hours later he found himself very bored indeed. He ate some sandwiches that the Meryl
spider had left him. As the minutes dragged on , Knives was becoming desperately bored.
Kuroneko walked up to him and began weaving around his immobile legs, making very cute
little meow sounds. Normally Knives would have just kicked it away, but alas, he could not. He
glared very hard at the cat, it didn't care. He tried using his mind powers, but the cat seemed to
be immune to them. Knives growled, "Go away!" It jumped in his lap. He tried to push it off, but it had
decided to stay and, in order to prove this, dug it's claws into his legs. "Aah! Get off me you
stupid creature!" Knives yelled in a fury. He tried to pick it up and throw it, but his arms were
still very weak and not completely healed, so he could not manage it. Poor Knives, he nearly
cried. But instead he fell asleep.
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Knives woke up, and the cat was still there. He moaned. He pondered trying to push it off
again, as it was apparently sleeping. It opened one eye and leveled a warning me-ow. Knives
quickly abandoned the notion. His stomach grumbled. "When is that idiot brother of mine
getting back," he thought. "I'm hungry." He suddenly remembered his plan and smiled
wickedly. A man walked by. Twenty more minutes passed. He was ready, ready! He waited.
Then something odd happened. The object of his search walked into sight, and it seemed like a
cloud suddenly came to rest in front of his eyes. "Wha...oh no!" He thought, "something's wrong
with my eyes!" He blinked. The cloud was kind of shimmery around her. The plan fluttered right
out of his mind, and he unwittingly smiled ever so slightly. She stared at the ground as she
walked by, and looked unhappy. Knives snapped out of his trance "How dare she look unhappy,
when I'm looking at her!" He thought indignantly.
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"Hey you!" He yelled. The girl started and looked up. "Why do you look sad? You have no right
to be unhappy. I have decided to spare your life." He said all of this very matter-of-factly. She
looked confusedly at him.
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"...Thank you...sir." She said, made a slight bow, and then proceeded to continue on her way.
Perhaps not so sadly as before. Knives watched her pass with a satisfied expression on his face.