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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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That's just dangerous!

Preaching to the choir I'm afraid.

I guess so. I wonder if they can see what their joke's come to now.

[Then again, maybe they'll just think it's funny.]

Edited 2016-08-27 04:13 (UTC)

I'm sure they can see the mess they caused and are enjoying themselves somewhere dry.

Or I have an overzealous fan and I just hurt their feelings. One of the two, but seeing how useless most of the gifts we get here are I'm going with laughter.

Probably. I don't think it will be much fun to watch us clean up, though.

No, but they can focus on someone else while we clean up their mess.

[Shirley just sighs.]

We should get started cleaning. And...we need to figure out what to do with that cake.

I was going to toss it. I don't think anyone should eat a soggy cake. Who knows what could be in that sprinkler water. [Because she Shirley wasn't suggesting replacing it of course.]

[Shirley not.

She makes a face, because he's right and the idea is a little bit gross.]

Right. I'll go get a bag to put it in.

Thanks. [Should he hide away about a hundred of those candles while she does? Nah, that would be too obvious.

...maybe just a quick handful then. No, wait. Would it be harder to laugh off how many candles are there if he takes some away? Besides they would make his pocket dirty. Better put them back. Then again...

Shirley can walk in on a wet Vash squatting down next to and glaring angrily at the cake as if it insulted his mother. Scooping it up into a pile. Seems he's settled on making it into an even bigger mess to hide the stupid amount of candles the thing has.

Had.]

[Vash? Vash no. Vash, that's going to be harder to clean. Shirley isn't entirely sure what he's up to, but...]

Excuse me?

Oh, ah, hello! Turns out cake gets really crumbly and hard to pick up when it gets wet.

[Yes. That's it. That's the ONLY reason.]

[Yeah, she's not going to press that.]

All right...do we have a broom anywhere?

[There is Vash's hair.]

Oh, much better idea. I'll go get one.

All right, I'll see if I can clean up some of the water.

[There's a lot of it, after all.]

Thanks. I appreciate it. You don't have to help after all.

It's fine. It's a break from reading, anyway.

[She's been doing a lot of reading lately, with the books her Spirit friends have gotten her. The quest for self-improvement never ends, but Shirley was never raised for academics.]

Oh man, did your book get wet?

A little, but I tried to cover it up as soon as I could. A friend let me borrow the book, so I didn't want to ruin it.

Oh, man. I hope it's not a rare one. I can replace it otherwise if I need to.

No, no! It's fine.

[It better be, since those are library books too.]

I'll just let it dry out again, and keep the books in a safe place from now on.

To be fair. The ship itself should be a safe place. We don't usually get a sudden rain storm inside.

[Thankfully, Vash. If only it were more than usually!]

I'm starting to believe that anything might be possible, if the Atroma find it funny.

That's a good point. Before today if you told me they'd send someone a cake on fire I'm not sure I'd believe it. I believe now.

It's very hard to understand the decisions they make sometimes, isn't it?

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