Donut Schemes [OPEN]
Characters: Vash and others, guest starring Peanut!
Content: His brilliant plan can't fail this time! ... Or no, wait, maybe it can.
Setting: A hall somewhere in the Winding Way
Time: Early afternoon
Warnings: None
His so-called 'donut diet' had been long since forgotten by the crew, but lately Vash had also been getting less donut handouts than anticipated. That was okay, because he'd been planning this for such an occasion. It wasn't quite an emergency, but it was close enough.
Peanut, like most cats, enjoyed playing in boxes and bags, and once he'd had his brilliant idea Vash had been happy to provide them for her. His room had ended up littered with these improvised cat toys, sporting the names of all sorts of donut bakeries and factories from the ports they'd visited. Peanut had been one very happy cat for a while, and her fervor at playing had started making Vash think that it was working out after all. Who said you couldn't train a cat?
Now, everything was ready. There had to be donuts somewhere on the ship... and with continued exposure to so many donut-scented paper products, he was counting on Peanut to find it for him. Having carried her to a hallway roughly at the middle of the ship, he set the cat down and gave her a scrap of paper from one of the donut bags, which she pawed at with mild interest. "That's it, Peanut! Go find it! Go find the donuts!"
Straightening up, he watched eagerly as she ignored the scrap of paper to instead look up and down the hall... and then started to groom herself, leaving Vash to continue watching with crossed arms and a frown.
Content: His brilliant plan can't fail this time! ... Or no, wait, maybe it can.
Setting: A hall somewhere in the Winding Way
Time: Early afternoon
Warnings: None
His so-called 'donut diet' had been long since forgotten by the crew, but lately Vash had also been getting less donut handouts than anticipated. That was okay, because he'd been planning this for such an occasion. It wasn't quite an emergency, but it was close enough.
Peanut, like most cats, enjoyed playing in boxes and bags, and once he'd had his brilliant idea Vash had been happy to provide them for her. His room had ended up littered with these improvised cat toys, sporting the names of all sorts of donut bakeries and factories from the ports they'd visited. Peanut had been one very happy cat for a while, and her fervor at playing had started making Vash think that it was working out after all. Who said you couldn't train a cat?
Now, everything was ready. There had to be donuts somewhere on the ship... and with continued exposure to so many donut-scented paper products, he was counting on Peanut to find it for him. Having carried her to a hallway roughly at the middle of the ship, he set the cat down and gave her a scrap of paper from one of the donut bags, which she pawed at with mild interest. "That's it, Peanut! Go find it! Go find the donuts!"
Straightening up, he watched eagerly as she ignored the scrap of paper to instead look up and down the hall... and then started to groom herself, leaving Vash to continue watching with crossed arms and a frown.