Disclaimer- Ok! Their parents own all of these characters. Me included. They are all real people. My real friends. I don't own Trigun! I also don't own the idea of the sailor fuku thing. I do own the fire parts on it, though and all of the things I changed on it.
What happens when seven unsuspecting teenagers collide with a cosmic force that transports them to planet Gunsmoke? Heather and her friends will find out in my next fanfic, Oh my... It's Vash the Stampede! I'm so happy! This isn't going to be a sappy romance fic! I'm so proud of myself! Heather and Rachel come into the picture as Vash walks home with his brother slung over his shoulder after episode 26. The meet up with the rest of their friends along the way. I hope you enjoy this!
Chapter 1 Rachel and Heather ArriveHeather dashed through the cafeteria doors and quickly slid into the end seat of their side of the table. "Ha! I beat you, Danielle!"
"Heather, there are two sides of the table you know," Danielle replied rubbing her temples. Danielle was a tall blonde girl who was usually very strange. She is Heather's best friend for ever and always, or BFFEAA. Braces covered her now almost perfect teeth.
"I know! I just don't want you to save the seat for Chrissy like you did last time. You made me sad by ditching me," Heather pouted. She was a girl with brown hair and blonde highlights. When she smiled, which she tended to do a lot, red and yellow braces sparkled in her mouth. If you ever asked her why she chose those colors, she'll say because it reminds her of Vash. Don't ask...
"Well, you ditched me back. Two times! So we're even," she answered back.
"Hey, Heather! Hey, Danielle!" It was Andie, a tall brunette girl with brown eyes and a fantastic smile. She sat down next to Heather.
"Wait! No! This is Rachel's seat!" exclaimed Heather, scooting Andie down the bench and slamming her backpack in the seat next to her. She threw herself over her backpack and said, "No! Rachel's seat!"
Andie rolled her eyes. "Are you going to do this every day?" she asked annoyed.
"Yes," Heather said with a renewed smile. Someone tapped her on the shoulder. "Rachel?" asked happily as she turned around. "Oh. It's just you, Eric." She frowned at a tall blonde boy with green eyes. He looks nothing like Vash! I used to think that but now it's just disturbing to put Vash and Eric in the same sentence. I just did...
"Is this seat taken?" Eric asked seductively.
"Does it look taken, Eric?" Andie asked. "There is a seat next to Danielle."
"Yes, my darling. Come hither," said Danielle, faking Eric's voice.
Eric sat down next to her and leaned his head on her shoulder. "Dear?" he asked. "I'd like a massage."
"Get a life, Eric," Danielle pushed him off of her.
"I second that," a girl with shoulder length blonde hair sat down next to her secret crush. She sported green and black braces. "You're such an idiot!"
"That was mean, Stephanie! I thought you loved me," Eric said sadly.
Stephanie blushed. Ok... maybe it wasn't that much of a secret. "I don't love you, stupid!"
"Right..." Eric smiled sheepishly and turned back to his Pringles.
"Can I have some?" asked Danielle.
"No," he said simply. "I need to go get milk." Eric got up from his seat and walked to the lunch line. Danielle stole a Pringle.
"Have you gotten your Trigun DVD yet?" Heather asked Andie hopefully.
"Yup! Didn't I tell you over the phone? I even dropped it and you laughed at me!" Heather smiled remembering their conversation.
"Oh, no! Heather! You've converted another one? Shame shame..." Rachel sat down in her saved seat, knowing it was for her. Rachel was a girl about five feet 3 inches tall with brown wavy hair and hazel eyes. She wore a black tank top and black pants. Dog tags hung from her neck by a small chain. Now don't judge her by her clothes. Rachel is a sweet girl and a goody-goody of sorts. Just don't tell her I said that. It's funny because she's turning prep! It makes me proud. Black braces covered her extremely perfect pearly whites.
"You're such a chair Nazi, Heather!" exclaimed Stephanie. Heather scratched the back of her neck nervously.
"You're really annoying to be around sometimes, Heather," said a new arrival with shoulder length straight brown hair and brown eyes. She had a permanent frown etched on her mouth. She sat down next to Andie.
Eric came back with his usual five cartons of milk in his arms. "What did you do, Danielle?" he asked, narrowing his eyes. A very rare smile spread on Chrissy's face and another smile appeared on Heather's. They were thinking the same thing. 'Danielle and Eric are so great for each other!' they thought.
"Who wants to look at my Trigun DVD?" Andie asked everybody.
"I do!" demanded Heather.
"So do I," said Rachel, Danielle, Stephanie, Eric, and Chrissy. Andie and Heather looked at each other. They were the only ones who owned all the episodes and had seen all the episodes. Everyone grabbed the amazingly already beat up case at the same time...
Vash walked into the old rundown house with his brother hanging over his back. "Insurance Girls? I'm back!" he yelled happily and with a huge grin. Suddenly, a yellow and brown blurred figure slammed into him squeezing the breath out of him and making him drop the unconscious Knives to the ground. "Millie? Don't-"gasp "kill me!"
"Sorry, Mr. Vash," Millie said apologetically.
Meanwhile, Meryl was watching the whole scene. 'Should I be happy or annoyed to see him? If I'm happy, he might think I like him. If I get mad, he might leave again.' She just decided to walk out with a neutral look on her face. "Hello, Mr. Vash," she said professionally and without emotion though tears of joy were forming in her eyes.
Vash's smile grew at the sight of her, but before he could move, Millie picked Knives off of the ground and took him to the small closet-like guest room and laid him on the bed. Vash and Meryl followed while Vash explained everything that happened in the battle from the arrival to Wolfwood's voice inside his head saving him from death.
Meryl didn't get a chance to voice her worries that he could've been killed and he needs to bandage his wounds right away because a red, blonde, gold, and white blur fell down on Vash's head knocking him to the floor. It was a woman about the age of twenty. She looked around confused her eyes big and fearful.
"Where the hell am I?" she asked herself not really noticing who she was sitting on or anyone else in the room. She didn't have time to react. A black blur flew at her and landed on her stomach. She laid on the ground and Vash staring at the ceiling. The woman looked at the object on her stomach and said, "Rachel? Is that... you?" The new arrival had stringy black tendrils of hair over her pale ghostly white face. She was clad in black leather despite the heat that covered her body. Two black guns that perfectly matched Knives' were holstered at her thighs.
When she turned to look at the girl she was sitting on, red eyes stared at her in question then widened. "Heather? Is that... you?!" she asked.
"Yes! I thought I died! You look so different!"
"I look different? What about you? What happened to your hair?" she asked. Heather grabbed a lock of hair and slowly brought it to her face. It was... blonde. She screamed.
"No! My reputation is ruined! I'm a blonde!"
"And Heather? What the hell are you wearing?" Rachel asked staring at Heather's outfit.
Heather looked down to see a sailor fuku but it was different in some way. "I'm a sailor scout?" It did look different, though.
The bow in front and in back looked as if it were on fire. The colors –red, yellow, and orange- moved around like it were a flame. The miniskirt was red and the stone in the middle of the two bows was a rose quartz heart. Her shoes were red stilettos that scared her when she thought about walking in them. She felt her ears. There hung circular red earrings. On her forehead, she felt a tiara. When she took it off, the stone also changed colors from red to yellow to orange and back again. Elbow length gloves were on her arms and lastly, two golden guns were holstered on each of her thighs. The guns were exactly like Vash's, Knives', and Rachel's, but they were gold!
"Heather... I think you should look in the mirror because your eyes are aqua," Rachel said slowly.
"I don't have a mirror. I don't think it comes with the outfit."
"And Heather?" Rachel was freaked out by now. "Why do you look twenty-four?!"
Heather screamed. "I what?!"
Rachel fiddled with her outfit and found a small mirror in her pocket. "Here," she said. Heather looked, dropped the mirror, and screamed again. "I don't mean to scare you anymore," Rachel whispered staring at Vash. "But look." She pointed to the confused man on the floor.
Heather slowly turned her head and looked at Vash. She started breathing really hard. Heather closed her eyes and imagined pink ponies. She opened her eyes again but he was still there. She fainted right back on top of him. Rachel got off of her and helped Vash pull her off of him. Rachel looked at the teeth in Heather's slightly open mouth. 'She's not wearing any braces.' She felt her own teeth. 'And neither am I.'
Vash sat up and stared at them. "Who are you guys?" he asked still staring at Heather grinning from ear to ear.
Rachel went into a long explanation about how they were at school eating lunch and suddenly they were here. She talked about Trigun, leaving out what was in it and just telling them that it was about them. She also talked about the other people she thought might have been transported here, too. "The last thing I remember is touching Andie's Trigun DVD and then spinning around really fast in some weird rainbow light thing. Then I was on top of Heather." It's funny because in her long conversation, she forgot to mention how old they really were.
When Heather regained consciousness, Vash helped pull her up to a standing position and caught her when she started to fall back again. "Heather?" he whispered softly.
She groaned. "Vash..."
'She dreams about me? That just makes it easier!'
Heather's eyes shot open. "What did you say?" she asked.
"I didn't say anything," he said. Vash let go of her so she wouldn't pull a Meryl and kick his ass.
"Yes you did. You said, 'She dreams about me? That just makes it easier!' I know you said that!"
"I thought that!" he said back defensively. 'Can she read minds or something?' he asked himself.
"No, I can't," she said. "Ok... maybe I can. This has been a long day. Is there any place I can rest?"
Vash answered by leading her to the couch in the living room. "Sorry it isn't much but it's better than the floor." Rachel grumbled lying on the ground and closing her eyes. Her arm was under her head as a pillow.
"At least I get a kick ass outfit!" she said happily and fell asleep. Soon after, Heather drifted into dreamland, too.
Ok! I still have to decide who is going to appear next. Knives has to get better before anyone can travel and find anyone else. Review with suggestions and ideas about who Heather and Rachel should find next! Review anyway! I want to know if this fic is a lost cause.