[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash was enjoying a bit of breakfast in the morning. He had just finished making a huge stack of pancakes. They were dribbling melted butter as he poured pure maple syrup so that it slowly dripped it's beautiful sticky sugar down the mountain. Of course, a stack of pancakes the size of his head wasn't enough, oh no! There was a side plate of crispy bacon and plump sausage steaming nearby. He had just finished pouring himself a cup of coffee and sat down.]

ALRIGHT! LET'S DIG-

[POOF!]

-in?

[Huh, since when has his kitchen been so... steamy? Not to mention wet.]

Ah....

{WHERE THE HECK AM I!?}

[Vash will be teleporting into all sort of strange places today. Feel free to catch him anywhere! But for some reason, he seems to be attracted mostly to bedrooms and bathrooms! Red text are his thought bubbles, not that he realizes he has those yet. All he wants to do is try to get home and try out his pancakes before someone else finds them and eats them! Although, these two effects may not be the only problem Vash has stopping him from getting home...]

Comments

[memoryboxes]

... W-why would you need to climb a roof so much?

[goldenglasses]

Let's just say I have bad luck alright. Now. Can you hang onto me while I get you down from here?

[memoryboxes]

I'll, um-! I'll do my best.

[MIGHTIFUL CLINGING NOW, THANKS]

I apologize for the trouble...!

[goldenglasses]

N-No trouble... much. And you can loosen up just a little bit. I'm having a little trouble breathing.

[He'll make sure he has a good grip before nimbly jumping down from the roof.]

[memoryboxes]

AH--! I'm so so sorry!

[I'M A FAILURE AT LIFE :C]

Are you alright? I'm so sorry, I've been appearing all over the place lately...!

[goldenglasses]

It's alright. Don't worry about it alright? You're not the only one having trouble with -

[Poof! Oh look! They're back on the roof again!]


-teleporting.

[memoryboxes]

... Goodness.

This isn't good.

[goldenglasses]

OH MAN! WHY CAN'T I EVER TELEPORT SOMEWHERE USEFUL LIKE IN FRONT OF SOMEONE'S BREAKFAST!?

[memoryboxes]

I do suppose you've got some bad luck, Mr...

...

Ah, what's your name? I forgot to ask.

[goldenglasses]

It's Vash. Hold on, let's try getting down again.

[This time as soon as Vash lands he'll be letting go before he teleports them back up to the roof again.]

[memoryboxes]

[Woop!

She makes fists when her feet touch the ground, biting her lip and avoiding a smile.]

We did it!

Thank you very much, Vash-san!

[goldenglasses]

Careful with that smile. You might end up back on the roof! Heh! Must be hard to keep from smiling though!

[memoryboxes]

[A nod!]

Oh, it's just awful! I smile too much as it is; really, these malnosso enjoy messing around too much.

[goldenglasses]

And smiling is usually such a good thing. Why must they always mess with the good things in life?

[memoryboxes]

Because they're spoilsports!

[do you like my underwhelming label]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash covers his mouth with is hand to try to hide his laugh.] That's... something I don't usually hear them called, but it sure does fit!

[memoryboxes]

[man she wishes she could smile too :(]

Ah, but we shouldn't let them get the better of us! Let's go see what I can make in your kitchen for you, mm?

[goldenglasses]

Yes! That's the spirit! I like this idea! Let's do this!