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[goldenglasses]

[Vash can be found sitting on a bench in the plaza, his glasses on and a very grim look upon his face as he looks the place over. He’s thinking back to the incident with Kefka. A man died and he hadn’t been able to stop it. There must have been a way. What had he missed? He’ll be sitting there for a while, teeth clenching as he tries to figure out what he did wrong. Meryl is welcome to pick up/comment on the sober mood he’s probably been in the past day or so.]

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That is great. Yummy yummy tim tams...

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

[Stitch nods.] Vash be 'right soon? Vash have friend make Vash smile. Help Vash unhappy thing go away.

[goldenglasses]

Yeah I do. I have some very good friends. Does Stitch have good friends too?

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

[Stitch thinks a bit about friends. He hasn't had friends for very long, and even then it's been only Lilo before coming here, so the idea is still a bit new to him.]

Maybe. Stitch not know. Stitch find friend. Stitch new. Stitch young. Stitch different.

[goldenglasses]

Oh! You're new here?

Being young and different isn't so bad! After all if everyone was the same they'd be no indvi-[Hold on... Vash just creped himself out] -that would be boring!

Sorry about that icon fail above

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

Eh. [Nods.] Not just here. Before here. Here Stitch meet people. Stitch not know friend yet. Stitch think has friend.

all good!

[goldenglasses]

Well; I'm sure your friends will be happy when you get home - but until then I'll be happy to be your friend little guy!

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

[People here are nice. Maybe Stitch have lot friend here.]

[Be hugged Vash.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash likes hugs! He hugs back]

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

What friend Vash like?

[goldenglasses]

[Okay. He's confused.] Uh... you mean like... what are MY friends like or what kind of friend I am?

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

Vash.

[goldenglasses]

Well; I'd like to believe I'm a good friend! But it's hard to define a friend really.

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

[Stitch shakes his head. He's confused now as he thought he asked a different question.]

What Friend Vash like? [Pause.] Friends Stitch like cook. Like cake. Not like water.

[goldenglasses]

Oh! I like donuts! And I just found out how much fun snowman building can be.

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

[Stitch will remember donuts for it he ever needs to get something for Vash.]

Stitch like snowballs.

[goldenglasses]

...and snowball fights? Those are fun too.

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

Eh. Lots fun. Stitch like.

[goldenglasses]

[He leans down and starts packing some snow.]

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

[Stitch is so onto you Vash. He's also started packing some snow.]

[goldenglasses]

[And Vash throws the first snowball! It is WAR!]

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

[Yes. Yes it is. Close range means that one hits. Stitch throws his own snowball looking happy.]

[goldenglasses]

[Smacks him right in the shoulder. With a laugh he tosses a quick snowball counter attack!]

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

[There is a slightly maniacal laughter coming from Stitch as he (mostly) dodges the counter attack and it hits one of his ears and he return fire.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash ducks behind the bench for cover and misses getting hit by that snowball. Grabs a bunch of snow and returns fire!]

[i-like-fluffy.livejournal.com]

[It's war. Stitch grabs more snow and starts making and throwing snowballs as fast as he can.]