As this is the last and well favored chapter of the story of the reformation of Knives, Miss Anthrope and Miss Silly Goose
wish to say a few words, so here they are...ahem...We do not own Trigun. Thank you.
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Spider sitting
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In the middle of a park covered in lush green grass and rows of trees, cherry and birch, apple and pine, with
Roses and wildflowers springing up all over, there was a small field. Perhaps not so much a field, as a nice big patch of
grass under the wide blue sky. Just big enough for a picnic, or a game of kickball, not more.
In this field sat Knives. He was watching the young "spiders" play. He smiled as a crowd of about 29 children descended
on him all at once.
A chorus of 24 "Uncle Knives", hit him all at once like bullets. He recalled that the physical sensation of pain could be
caused by sound.
"Daddy" Shrilled five little female voice a few seconds later. Knives smiled thinking to himself proudly
how obviously superior his little girls were to the four spawn of his brother and the 20-some (No one was really sure
how many) Orphans and offspring (the offspring and orphans were indistinguishable from one another) of Wolfwood and
Millie.
As you may have conjectured by now, Knives was babysitter for the day and it was lunchtime.
"What?" He asked innocently.
"DADDY" Scolded Petunia, his oldest at the age of six, stomping her foot on the ground
"You know very well it is two minutes past lunch! And Uncle Vash's spawn look like they're gonna faint! Like they did l
ast time. Especially Val"
Val, short for Valiant, was Vash's only boy, he had three sisters.
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Knives got up and began to hand out 29 peanut butter-and-jelly sandwhiches. He had one too. As he ate his he couldn't
help but think that no one could make a peanut butter-and-jelly sandwhich quite as well as his Rose spider.
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Tad (one of the Wolfwood flock) threw a piece of sandwhich at Val. Val looked like he was about to cry.
"That wasn't very nice." He whimpered. "You shouldn't throw stuff at people Tad! It might hurt their feelings"
Tad made as if to throw another piece, and ended up instead smashing it into his own face.
"Hey Uncle Knives" He exclaimed. "That's no fair! Make Val do it too" Val smashed his sandwhich on his face.
"Ha! Ha" Laughed Tad. Val began to cry.
"That wasn't very nice Uncle Knives" He whimpered.
"Perhaps not." Replied Knives, offering no apology.
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For dessert there were graham crackers. Gill broke his (Gill was another of the Wolfwood clan). It crumpled pitifully, he
began to whimper.
"You can have mine" said Heather (one of Knives' girls). She took Gills crumpled cracker and
pounded it into dust, then began to lick it out of her hand.
Knives watched and considered
"Maybe not so superior after all...ah well." Knives smiled.
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The End
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Voila! C'est Finis! Bon Merci a tout de Vous!