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[goldenglasses]

Who: Vash and you. Yes you!
Broadcast: Open to all
Action: Three Twins
When: August 18th

[And yet another birthday. Vash ticks it off mentally. He's never had a real problem with his birthday, but he never felt the need to make a big deal out of it either. Sometimes he'd have a nice meal or something, but this year he doesn't feel much need. There was all these exciting new places to check out!

He was in the cargo area. Putting away some spare ammo he had just picked up for the revolver he had. Finished he decided what he likes more than anything is being around people so making a broadcast would be a fun thing to do, right?]

Wow! Isn't being around all this life, wonderful? The people around here are really passionate! Has anyone been into any of the libraries around here? There are a couple books I'd like to look at but it seems a bit selective in who they want looking at them. Anyone have any luck at getting to some of the more... what's that sound?

[As Vash was talking a quiet chripping noise that sounds a lot like "happy birthday" has started to play.]

And what smells like burn-WHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! [The camera will get a very quick glimpse of a cake in the shape of a donut. Or at least that's what it looks like it could be underneath all those candles. One of the blaring out happy birthday. Just one out of the over one hundred and thirty candles crammed for room together.]

Crap, crap, crap, crap, oh crap!!! How do I put this- BEEP! BEEP! FIRE! FIRE! BEEP! BEEP! FIRE! [Vash drops the communicator as he dances around. Trying to blow the candles out, but there's just too many! Doesn't help that they're the trick candles that keep relighting themselves.

But it's okay! The ship's sprinklers finally turns on and out goes the candles! And... any dry spot on the ship. Hope everyone visiting the Three Twins wanted a sudden and unexpected shower.]

Uh...oh... how do I get those off?

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[spontaneouscombustion]

Yikes! Are you okay, Vash?!

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[goldenglasses]

Yeah! I'm fine! [He tries to keep the anger out of his tone of voice with Pinkie. After all, she's not laughing at him. At least not yet. Still, he can't keep all of it out of his voice.

He's extremely grumpy and exasperated.] Yeah. I'm fine. Just our hosts having a bit of fun I think. The fire is already out. [The sprinklers however he's not sure how to turn off yet.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Dude, she feels your pain too much to laugh.]

Phew, I'm glad. Spaceship fires are no fun. Is the cake okay?

[goldenglasses]

Yeah, but this one was a small one luckily. [He doesn't even think who he's talking to next. Too busy trying to look at how to turn the sprinklers off.]

Oh? That? Probably not. [He doesn't care. He didn't want it in the first place so it's a complete throw away thought.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Excuse her, she can't hear your lack of darns to give over the sound of A BIRTHDAY CAKE BEING RUINED!]

AAAAH! Oh my gosh, that's HORRIBLE! This is an EMERGENCY! Cake or donuts, QUICK?!

[goldenglasses]

Donuts. [It's automatic as donuts will always trump anything else. It's a couple seconds afterwards that he realizes why Pinkie is probably asking.]

Wait, Pinkie! No! It's alright. Really! I don't need anything!

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[spontaneouscombustion]

[The most serious face ever.]

Yes you do, it's your birthday and you're getting treats! See you soon!

[And before Vash can protest further the feed cuts off. Probably won't be long before she shows up.]

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[goldenglasses]

No, honestly it-- [And she's gone. Crap.

Vash isn't surprised at all when the kind pony shows up. He won't turn her away at all and the Three Twins accepts her shuttles hails to dock.

When she enters Vash may not be instantly recognizable. Gone is the red leather duster he always wears and his normally spikey hairstyle is flopped down around his head. He's been too busy cleaning to bother restyling it.

Instead he's wearing some brown trousers and an off white long sleeved button up shit. He's also missing his leather gloves so a large, but old, scar is clearly visible on the back of his right hand.]

Thanks for stopping by Pinkie, but you really didn't need to.

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Wow, he DOES look different. If it weren't for his voice (and sharing the same ridiculous height) she might not have recognized him at all.]

Yes I did. There's no way I'm letting ANYBODY have a soggy, sweet-less celebration, especially a friend.

[goldenglasses]

Ha ha! Well, it hasn't been a complete wash out. I certainly have an interesting story to tell people back home now don't I?

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Nice one!]

Pffft I guess you do. Have you been sent back home before?

[General curiosity, and trying to see how many people remember HERE back home.

Meanwhile, she takes out a HUGE tray of donuts from the shuttle.]

1/3

[goldenglasses]

Nope. Been here and awake since this cycle started. No long naps for me. At least not yet.

2/3

[goldenglasses]

[Oh... my... donuts.]

[goldenglasses]

Oh you shouldn't have! I simply couldn't ask this of you! You're way too kind!

[Of course this is said through a mouthful of donut as Vash is already scarfing into them. That's totally not rude, right?]

Danke, danke!

[spontaneouscombustion]

Awww of course I did, Vash! Happy birthday!

[Now that's better, she's happy he's happy now.]

[goldenglasses]

Heh, thanks. These are great. Really! Did you want one? [Because if she doesn't take up that offer quick they'll all be gone soon.]

And thanks for not making a big deal about it being my birthday. [He was worried what a party pony might do.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

Ooh, don't mind if I do!

And sure, I thought I'd get you the donuts and we could go from there, but if you want to keep it small, that's fine too!

[goldenglasses]

Small is better. I mean, I don't mean I dislike my birthday, it's just when you get to be as old as me it's not always a fun reminder that your glory days are probably behind you. So I just never really wanted to make a big fuss about it.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Awwwww come on, that's not true at all. How old ARE you?

[goldenglasses]

Too old. I'm so old they should probably retire me from the show. [His tone of voice sounds like someone who is complaining in jest.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

Oooh do you live a long time like Princess Celestia and Princess Luna?

[Go on, ask how old they are.]

[goldenglasses]

[Oh, you know he is.]

I dunno. I guess that depends on how old they are.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Weeeeell, Twilight's my age since she just got turned into a princess a while ago, and Princess Cadance and Shining Armor are about the same age and he's a regular unicorn, but Princess Celestia and Princess Luna are at LEAST a thousand years old!

[goldenglasses]

Is a thousand old for ponies or is that still young?

[spontaneouscombustion]

Oh that's REALLY old, I don't think there's ANY other ponies that have lived THAT long. And they still LOOK super young too!