[Accidental Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Thanks to Yuber throwing his search party into the lake; Vash has found himself joining the ranks of the sick. Although he tried to change out of his wet and freezing clothes right away it was too late. So he’s in bed with a light fever. And he might have fallen asleep with his journal open.]

Rem… it’s so hot and dry… [There’s a bit of muttering] …you’d like her. Mmmhm. [Some rustling as he rolls in bed] saw one… so red.

[Then he’s quiet for a few minutes]

Ahaha! Are all those donuts for me!? Oh! You shouldn’t have!!

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[Voice, in another room, probably getting a cool cloth for his head]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Vash, you're talking to yourself.

[Voice]

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

Vash?

...you okay?

[Voice]

[esper-flight.livejournal.com]

...are you okay?

[skulljokelol.livejournal.com]

You have donuts?!

[Obviously he should talk to Chopper about this kind of medicine. Surely if he slipped him a few as well, the doctor would have no complaints]

[lukanightfever.livejournal.com]

Did you find donuts, Vash?

[amber-arcangel.livejournal.com]

...Doughnuts?

[Voice]

[sun-trumpet.livejournal.com]

Vash? Hey, you okay?

[Voice]

[slickandskilled.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?

[Voice]

[loveangelflonne.livejournal.com]

Uhm, Mr. Vash?

[tanukipoint.livejournal.com]

[A certain orange-haired woman told Chopper that Vash was feeling unwell, so he's decided to peek over the journals and take a look for himself.]

Umm...Vash? Is everything okay?