Come Dancing
By Rubious
Disclaimer: Trigun is © Yasahiro Nightow. This story is a work of fan fiction.
Note: Sydney Rhudy drew a picture of Vash and Meryl based on a scene from Chapter 3. It can be seen at my home page, www.oocities.org/odangodonut.
EPILOGUE
Her spirits soaring as high as the double suns in the azure sky, Meryl Stryfe glided back to the table where her companions waited for her and Vash to rejoin them for dinner. Feeling his gloved hand touching her shoulder, her blue-gray eyes gazed at the man who had finally shown some affection towards her when he kissed her a few minutes earlier. She wanted this moment of reverie to last, but reality intruded when Vash removed his hand and quickly sat down to devour his dinner. Meryl sighed. //Am I kidding myself? What did I see in this guy? //
Meryl glanced around the table at her friends. Wolfwood twirled the strands of spaghetti around his fork. Milly cut her slice of meatloaf into smaller pieces while Vash voraciously attacked his salmon entrée. Meryl picked at her salad and had a little bit of her grilled chicken. Her mind wasn’t focused on food, but on the man seated next to her, Vash the Stampede.
They finished their enjoyable dinner. The waitress approached and asked if they wanted dessert. Milly brightened at the prospect of having pudding. Wolfwood wanted another beer, bur winced when Milly kicked him under the table, and so he settled for coffee. Meryl was undecided between a chocolate parfait and the restaurant’s featured dessert. She chose the latter.
The waitress returned with the desserts and the check.
The men excused themselves to pay the bill. After they had left, Meryl whispered to her associate, “Thank you.”
“For what?” replied Milly, hiding the delight she felt at seeing her plan succeed.
“For tonight. A night out with Vash was just what I needed.” The petite woman’s face displayed more happiness than she had felt in a long time as she described the event s on the dance floor to her friend, who listened earnestly. She paused between bites of the delicious dessert, a slice of moist chocolate cake drenched with raspberry sauce and vanilla ice cream.
“And then he kissed me,” Meryl sighed, finishing her tale.
“How was it?” Milly asked.
“Wonderful, even if it was just a quick kiss on the forehead.”
“And…?”
“Nothing else happened. But this was just our first date?”
“Date?” Milly said, showing more curiosity.
“Yes, a date. Vash called me his date when that creepy guy tried to cut in on us. On our next date, I’ll tell Vash how I feel.”
“I’m so glad for you, Meryl,” Milly said as she hugged her friend.
“Thanks.”
Standing near the front door, Vash and Meryl waited for their friends. They were delayed because the waitress had forgotten to bring a container so they could take home Meryl’s leftover chicken dinner. The hostess remarked, “Have a good night.”
As the blonde gunman departed with his arm around the dark-haired petite woman, he looked back and said, “Thank you. You too.”
Milly and Wolfwood caught up to the pair as they exited into the chilly evening. The Angst Theater’s marquee lit up the darkness, advertising the twin bill of “Zero Hour” and a sneak preview of “Beautiful Stranger”. The preacher checked his watch and muttered, “We’ll be late.”
Vash said, “Don’t worry. We’ve got plenty of time. I really don’t mind if I miss some of the trailers.”
”But the trailers are the best part,” retorted Wolfwood.
Vash chuckled as the group made their way to the theater.
END
EPILOGUE NOTES
[1.] This epilogue is dedicated to those who left encouraging reviews at ff.net and wanted to see an epilogue.
[2.] I am working on a sequel to this story that will focus on Milly and Wolfwood’