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[goldenglasses]

[It’s taken Vash a while. Because his mun sucks at these sorts of things. But after a bit of stalking and planning. Vash has finally come up with a revenge prank for Mayoi.

After waiting for what seemed like forever for a time when both Mayoi and Alexei were out of the house, he snuck in like a thief. He’s taken her toothbrush (or what he assumed

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[slaying]

[Hey, Vash. It's that lady your friends were arguing over the other night. She smiles when she passes you near the bakery. Waving.]

[goldenglasses]

[Waves back with a huge smile on his face. Yup. Someone is in a good mood!] Hey there, Buffy!

[slaying]

What's up, Vash?

[To be fair, she seems to think this guy's always in a good mood. Where do you keep the cheer-spray, red-coat?]

[goldenglasses]

[Bottom left front pocket!] Ohhhh, not much~! Just enjoying the day and weather today! [And pulling pranks. She may also have noticed he hasn't been around to the bar the past couple days - someone has been grounded. ;_;]

[slaying]

Been busy?

[That's her non-sly way of asking where have you been? with a slight dampening to her smile.]

[goldenglasses]

A-ha... a little. I might have upset Meryl the other day, so she's been making my life hell for it. [Okay, so he likes to exaggerate. A lot.]

[slaying]

...What did you do?

[goldenglasses]

Just tracked a little mud into the house! That's all! Honest! [And by a little... he means a lot. And by in the house he means - totally didn't bother to clean it up again on his way out.]

[slaying]

And she didn't kill you? [Laughter.] You got off easy. If I got the house messy, Bones'd dissect me.

[goldenglasses]

Not really though right? [He's heard some things he was hoping was all drunk talk.]

[slaying]

Wanna bet? [Cheekily, she lifts the hem of her top to show a light, long and wide scar across the left side of her abdomen. The implication here is that Bones has, in fact, attempted to dissect her. The truth is that the Malnosso were a little rough with her during her last abduction and this is, instead, Bones' handiwork healing.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash should know better, but he doesn't!] He did that!? I don't think you should be living with someone like that!

[slaying]

Gee--gullible, much? [She laughs some more, dropping the shirt.] He sewed me back together, that's all. Bones is a good guy. Wouldn't hurt a flea.

[Little does she know, he's been punching people up for her honour.]

[goldenglasses]

Wouldn't hurt a fly... haha... well that's good then. Uh, that he stitched you up. Not that it's good you got hurt! That you know... he's a good guy!

[slaying]

Flea. [She corrects, gently--a puzzled pursing of the mouth losing the word mostly in breath with little enunciation.] Why? Have you seen him hurt any flies--I mean, fleas?

I'm awake I swea-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

[goldenglasses]

Ahaha, nope! Haven't seen him hurt any fleas! Or flies! Nope! Not a one! [People on the other hand.]