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Author's
Note: Lot of fanservicey humor here, but hopefully you'll think it's funny
as it's more of a parody on the character and on fanfic in general. Anyway, the
next chapter will be better and fanservice-free so if you want that, wait for it
or go there now.
"Sharp
Situation"
"Meryl, why are we out here. . .and why are you stabbing me?"
"I want to look at the stars like we did so long ago, Vash. Why are you holding me so far off?"
"Because
anytime I get closer than this, you stab me-Ow."
"Hehehe, silly boy."
"Rem?"
"Yeah, who did you think I am?"
"You're alive, Rem. . .you're alive. . ."
"Now lean against me-"
"OW!" This time, the blonde almost cowers as he dives away.
"You're so silly, Vash. You know this world is made of love and cactus."
"Rem, what are you saying-"
"Come here and kiss me again."
Overcoming
his fear of being poked again somewhat, Vash throws himself at Rem, only to be
met with even more stabs. "Rem, why are you doing this-Rem!"
"Hey, I'm not a marshal anymore. In fact, I'm wanted myself." Marianne's visage appears where Rem once was.
"Wow. . .Marianne, I don't beliiieeeve this. . .you came back for me. . ."
"Now, act like the outlaw you are for once, Vash the Stampede!"
Vash throws himself at the "ex-marshal," feeling even more stabs as he wraps an arm around her back. "Marianne, I missed you sooo much. . ."
"And
you're under arrest! The $$60 billion cactus spines are mine!"
"Noooo. . .don't arrest me. . ."
"Why would I want to arrest you, my little puppy? In fact, I came back to tell you that I have reconsidered my offer and that I will marry you."
"Elizabeth. . .OW!" The stab this time catches him totally off guard. "Why did you do that?"
"Just call it part of the job description. Legato told me to do this, he wanted me to show you the pain of living."
"Anything for you! Please, just let me a little closer. . ." Pain flares through his back as he moves a little closer.
"On
second thought, forget it. You're too sick for even me."
"Elizabeth, noooo. . ."
"Elizabeth? Who's Elizabeth? Girlfriend of yours?" Dominique the Cyclops asks as she beckons him to step closer.
"Not. . .not exactly. . .are you going to stab me?"
"No. I have always wanted to star in a lemon. . ."
"Dominique. . .you never told me. . .all right! I finally-OW!" Vash flinches at yet another sharp stab.
"Meryl!"
"If you're going to be in a lemon, at least choose your own wife! I don't believe you! Pervert!"
"Owwwww.
. ."
Ed and Dorothy walk past the centerpiece of December City, the large cactus by the waterfall, to see a certain blonde gunman almost inextricably tangled inside its spines. . .