Disclaimer: I do not own Trigun, or the characters for that matter.
This one is short as well, but trust me the next one will be longer and the one after that waaaayayyyayayayy longer. I thought I'd add some emotion. Please R and R! :D
Not even two isles away Meryl Stryfe sat on the porch in her rocking chair. She stared off into the desert, the same direction that the blond man had taken off. She sat there every day after work waiting for his return. People started talking around the town, saying that he wasn't going to come back. Even Meryl's partner Millie was giving up hope. Meryl never did though. It had been on year since he had left. No letters from him and no signs of him. She slammed her fist against the arm of the rocking chair and her eyes welled up with tears. She bit her lower lip as it started to tremble.
"Hey Meryl?" Millie's high pitched voice came through the screen door. Meryl's partner stepped out onto the porch and frowned when she saw the pain and sadness etched on Meryl's face. "Oh Meryl…" Millie rushed to Meryl's side and gave her a giant hug. "Things will be okay. He is probably sitting in the middle of some town eating a big bag of donuts!" Millie smiled sincerely trying to cheer her friend up.
The attempt failed. Meryl looked away as the tears slowly rolled down her cheeks. "Listen," Millie continued. "You need a long needed break!" She reached into her pocket and pulled out a wad of double dollars. "I've been saving up for quite some time now, and I think it's about time you and I payed a visit to December! Don't you agree? Meryl?"
Meryl looked over at Millie. Her tears had stopped, but her eyes were still red and puffy. A faint smile creeped upon her lips and she nodded. "Let's pack our bags Millie! We'll head out tomorrow morning!" Meryl stood up and hurried inside. She walked into her room and pulled her dusty suitcase out of her closet. She unzipped it and laid it on her bed. Meryl opened her drawers and threw all her clothes into her suitcase. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a piece of paper lying on the bottom of her drawer. She picked it up and turned it over. Her eyes welled up with tears and she crumpled it up and threw it into the trash. There was a knock on the door and Millie walked in.
"Millie, make sure you pack everything!" Meryl said. "We won't be coming back."
Millie's eyes widened. "Well what if Mr. Vash comes back?" She fiddled with her thumbs.
"Well then he can come find us."
Angel: Okay so maybe it was as long as I thought it would be. The paper makes it seems so much longer than it really is. Maybe I should stop writing so big! Please tell me what you think! But as I said before, the next one is for sure longer. And as for the one after that…It's super long.
Don't forget to R&R!