Neither Miss Silly Goose nor Miss Anthrope own Trigun. They simply do not.
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The Wedding
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The day of the wedding came. Wolfwood and Knives were helping Vash to dress. Actually Knives was sitting in a corner.
"This is the happiest day of my life!" Said Vash with tears streaming down his face. "I'm so glad you're both here to share
it with me!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. You've got ten minutes." Said Wolfwood, walking off. (He was the preacher, of
course.)
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Knives played with his bow-tie in some fascination. It was red with stripes.
"So what is the purpose of this contraption again?" Asked Knives.
"Why, to attract the ladies and be handsome of course!" Replied Vash.
"I'm attractive enough without this device, why do I have to wear it?" Asked Knives.
"Because I want you to! Please wear it for me Knives!"
Knives grunted. He didn't look particularly pleased, but he made no move to remove the tie.
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"We are gathered here in the sight of God and all these witnessess..." Began Wolfwood. Vash looked like he might break
down and cry at any moment, Meryl looked much more composed, though very happy.
"And who gives this woman to this man..." Continued Wolfwood.
"OH!" thought Knives, "so this ceremony means that Vash gains possession of the female...that doesn't sound so bad."
The wedding proceeded in the usual fashion, and somewhere near the end Knives
sang his song:
'There is a time for love,
for sadness, anger and grief,
but we won't let it get us down.
We'll just keep on truckin'
Truckin', truckin', truckiiinnn,
we'll just keep on truckin''
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Afterwards the entire town (as it was a small town), was at the saloon celebrating. There were general sounds of joy and
well wishes. Amidst all this Knives sat on a stool and pondered to himself.
"So, I could own one of these female creatures, and it would take care of me so I wouldn't have to...That's acceptable I
suppose, and proper as I am the superior...Perhaps I might eventually get one of those miniature spiders...I suppose they
are rather cute in a parasytic sort of way...They may turn out to be usefull. Hmmm...I suppose I will have to keep it for life
if I marry one, and feed it, and make sure it stays well so it can serve me. All things considered though, it seems a decent
sort of arrangement."
At this conclusion of his thoughts Knives began to scan the room. There were females enough, though he didn't really care
to own any of them.
Then his eyes came to rest on the Rose spider. She was sitting at a table with another female drinking
water. She wore one of her wide ear to ear smiles. Now Knives liked her smiles a great deal, though he would never
admit to it. In all actuality he simply liked the Rose spider a great deal, but he eased his mind on that point by dwelling on
the plain water she was drinking, and thinking about how it was proper plant food. Yes, it would have to be the Rose
spider.
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Resolved, Knives walked directly up to Rose. Completely ignoring her companion, he stated
"I've decided to bestow on you the great privilege of being my wife."
Rose was stunned for a moment, but she recovered quickly and her reply
came "Thank you...I would be delighted."