goldenglasses: (Five more minutes mommy; donut dream)
[Since being dropped in the river and being possessed which he wore himself completely out flying all around, Vash went and got himself sick. So he's been hiding out in his room sleeping these past few days.

Only his cats don't like this lack of attention and have been causing trouble. Today they've knocked his journal off the table. When it starts it's a bit boring. Just a lump of blankets in the bed snoring away. Which the cats don't take long to disturb as they are hungry. One is slightly larger and all black and the other looks just like the first, only with a brown circle around it's eye. The two team up to jump up on the softly snoring figure. The bigger one batting at the puff of blonde sticking out.]


Mmhmm. Kuro-Kuroneko. Trying to sleep. [The lump of blankets flops over. That is a stuffed-up Vash noise coming from it. Together the two cats start yowling.] Stop guys. I know you're hungry. Just- let me sleep a little longer. [Hm. The food bringer doesn't seem to understand. The black cat extends it's claws and makes a swipe at the lump.] Ow-ow-ow! Okay! Okay! I'm up! I'm up!

[The blankets are thrown back and Vash sits up in his pajama pants, but to make room for his large green wings he's not wearing a shirt. Which means all of his scars on his chest can be seen and very clear that his left arm is a fake. His long hair a mess of bedhead and his face slightly flushed with a light fever. The cats jump off the bed and run out of the room as he stands and shuffles out. Then all is quiet for a bit until Vash eventually shuffles back into the room and falls face first onto the bed. Followed almost immediately by the black cat who settles herself into a comfy ball in the small of his back.]

You didn't even TASTE it! [Grumbled into his pillow as Vash is just too tired at the moment to move. Not too long after Donut jumps up on the bed and takes his usual sleeping spot on the back of Vash's head. Unless someone feels like speaking up and letting Vash know his journal is on the floor he's going back to bed.]
goldenglasses: (Aw... crap.)
[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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