[Voice] - Forward dated to the 11th

[goldenglasses]

[Vash was having a good night for the most part. He had woken up in the middle of it - thought someone had come in, but no one had. Still had a pretty nice sleep up until he gets up and out of bed. This would be because he has just placed his feet into some very cold water. He lets out a very unmanly shriek as he leaps from the bed. Once his feet are dry he exits his bedroom to find-OW! What- what is that chair- oh come on! His furniture too?

After checking to make sure Wolfwood's cross is safe and all weapons he's hidden around the place accounted for a bedraggled Vash appears over the journals. Still dressed in his long sleeved pajamas and hair in a mess of bedhead. He also may be rubbing at his shin.]

So, last year was elves. Did anyone else get their apartment re-arranged or was it just me? [This just HAS to be something with Malnosso, right? Right?] If it wasn't Malnosso who was it?! [Most of the people Vash would have guessed to pull on prank on him have been sent home or don't remember him if they are still here.]

Getting so a guy can't even walk around in his own home anymore!

[Action]

[Later once Vash has put his place back to rights he'll be less angry. He visits the flower shop, grocery store, and the town square. At the square he'll be doing some people watching and feeling a bit prankish himself now a stray snowball or two may be flying at characters as they walk by.

He'll end his day in Good Spirits for a quiet drink.]

Comments

[Voice]

[misterbrief]

What do you mean elves? And what's this about your apartment being messed with? [He wants to know because he's going to kill anyone who messes with his house!]

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Last year everyone had elves follow them around. Mine sometimes pulled pranks on me.

Although, this morning I've woken up and all my furniture has been moved. [Just going to avoid talking about how he woke up with a bowl of water that his feet had landed in and spilled all over on top of that.] Not sure if one elf really could have done that on his own.

[Voice]

[misterbrief]

Hmmm. [It comes out more as a low growl. If that happens to him, it will really piss him off. It's funny though, he's not questioning the existence of elves in this place. Stupid enclosure.]

You're positive you weren't just sleepwalking? That's not something I'd rule out for someone like you. [Imagining Vash just running around like a ninny in his sleep, moving things.]

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Unless the Malnosso have done something to me I don't sleep walk. Although I wouldn't be at all surprised if they did.

[Voice]

[misterbrief]

Heheheh. Well, perhaps you might want to get that checked out. Who knows what will happen next time. We could find you drowning in the lake by that reasoning. What a pity.

[And somehow, he thinks that's pretty amusing.]

[Voice] *This is totally on my list of things to do to Vash some day*

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, well, I hope they give you teleporting hiccups that send you out to the ocean someday.

[Voice] hahaha good, that will be hilarious

[misterbrief]

Only you would think of something so absurd. I don't see myself suffering from any of these antics, in fact, I'd prefer a shift like that. At least one can get rid of hiccups.

[PERFECT LOGIC.]

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Unless the Malnosso won't let you cure yourself.

[Voice]

[misterbrief]

I'd prefer not to think of it that way, thank you very much. [What a debbie downer. Wasn't that supposed to be Vegeta's job anyway?]

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Usually, but even Vash's good mood tends to go down when he wakes in the morning and steps in a bowl of cold water just to run into his furniture all moved about.] That's what I try to do. That is until I wake up and find all my furniture moved around.

[Voice]

[misterbrief]

Well, you're obviously going to have to find out who decided to sneak in your house. Next time they may do more than just rearrange your furniture.

[HEAVY EMPHASIS ON PAINFUL THINGS THAT COULD HAPPEN TO POOR VASH.]

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

I'm going to try to, but something tells me they're not just going to start shouting: IT WAS ME!