1 [accidental voice post eventually filtered by Wolfwood from Knives, Legato and Yuber]

[stungunning]

[There's the sound of some background noise; birds tweeting, shrubbery being trodden underfoot, but above all that there's the sound of someone- a woman- humming cheerfully.]

Oh my goodness, I don’t think I’ve ever seen this many plants before except in picture books! And isn’t it a lovely day? I’ve never had a dream before where I got to be in a forest, but if it means that I get to see lovely trees and animals like this then I don’t think I mind it at all!

[Some more happy humming can be heard, and footsteps through the undergrowth.]

My back’s all itchy. That’s funny, I don’t usually get an itchy back when I dream. Oh no, I’m not allergic to trees am I? That would be just awful! Magic Book, could you tell me if I’m allergic to trees?

[…]

Silly old Milly, of course the book isn’t going to tell you that, books can’t talk!

…I wonder if there’s a pudding tree? All my very best dreams have pudding somewhere, so it really doesn’t make a lot of sense if there isn’t a pudding tree…

[More humming, someone sure sounds cheerful. Then she stops.]

…I think I’m lost.
 

Comments

[Filtered to Vash]

[notabluesbro]

I'll, uh... go get her, when I figure out where she's at.

[He's already out and about as it is, but still. This is a little mind-numbing for him. I'm sure it's pretty obvious in his tone, but even more so obvious just by what Vash knows of him.

They... got a little problem to address, him and Milly.]

[Filtered to Wolfwood]

[goldenglasses]

I thought you might be closer. [I figured you'd want some time alone.]

I think I'll go see Meryl at work for a bit. [Make sure you two have some time alone. And an empty apartment to use to keep warm in if you need to.]

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[notabluesbro]

[Thank you. Lord knows Wolfwood's uncomfortable enough knowing she's in a place like this; best give him some of that time to wrap his head around things.]

... I haven't spoken to her yet, so... I figure it would be easier in person.

[It just doesn't feel right, saying what he'd need to say over a little shitty screen, while she's out there all alone.]

[Filtered] NOT A WORD /sob

[notabluesbro]

[And for the first time in a long magical while, Wolfwood asks Vash an honest question.]



... What do I even say...?

[Filtered] *EDITS FOREVER!*

[goldenglasses]

Well... right now she thinks it's a dream. So she may not be too surprised to see you. I think trying to gently explain that it's not might be the best way.

It will work out Wolfwood. She'll be happy to see you. [When it's done being horribly awkward for you, you will too.]

Re: [Filtered] YOU EDITING FIEND

[notabluesbro]

[He just sighs a muffled sigh at that. Not much he can really say—yeah, gently explaining... ha, that just seems impossible, in a scenario like this.

I can't believe she's here, Vash. It shouldn't be shocking, and he's tempered himself into never believing it'd happen despite what many have told him, but here we are.

Even so...]

I know.

[Filtered] Muw ha ha~~~

[goldenglasses]

[Vash doesn't need to hear those thoughts to know how you feel. It was much the same way for him when he heard Rem's voice over these books. He never believed it could happen either.

Only he wasn't the one dead then.]

Heh... we're going to need to find another bed.

Re: [Filtered] too many tildes, evil one

[notabluesbro]

[Well, that just solidifies things, doesn't it? He can already feel the waking-dream feeling of it all slink off when you ask things like that.]

... Ha, I guess that's true.

How about you be a pal and get that done?

[Anxiety leaves plenty of room to poke at Vash.]

[Filtered] One can never have too many tildes!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

[goldenglasses]

Alright. I'll move your bed into Meryl's room whenever I get home then.

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[notabluesbro]

[B|]

I'll just go ahead and tell Meryl you're unwilling to be a nice guy. Right before I kick your mattress down the stairs.

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[goldenglasses]

You know that wouldn't change the fact that you don't have a bed in the apartment. [He's totally cool with sleeping in the hall!]

[Filtered] YOU'VE BEATEN ME, GOOD SIR.

[notabluesbro]

[Hmmm]

On second thought, I'll just take yours.

[Filtered] You're welcome

[goldenglasses]

You don't want mine. I filled it with catnip to make sure you'd never steal it. [Lies.]

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[notabluesbro]

You're an awful liar. I think the worst I've ever met.

[Filtered]

[goldenglasses]

It still has the cat's hair all over it. [Which is true. Vash has no problem letting kitty on his bed.]

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[notabluesbro]

Ha, I'll just flip the mattress.

Jerk.

[I'm freaking out about all this and you're forcing me to have a back-and-forth over mattresses! Mattresses!]

[Filtered]

[goldenglasses]

[But it's keeping you from stressing out too much isn't it? 8D]

You are not taking my mattress!

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[notabluesbro]

Huuuh... I wonder about that.

[Filtered]

[goldenglasses]

It's MY BED! You can't have it! [Why does he get the feeling if no one shares a bed then it really WILL be him on the couch?]

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[notabluesbro]

[Because it will be. Now shut up and go to sleep on the couch.]

If you say soooo...

[Filtered]

[goldenglasses]

I do say so!