It's August 1st. (Another target for you, Hannah.)

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And it's Vash's birthday.

Instead of celebrating, he's really just pissed--no matter what he does to try and relax, he ends up screaming into a pillow or throwing something at the wall.. yes, sort of like a teenage girl having a temper tantrum.

So, random country entering his house, care to wish him a happy birthday? It will obviously end well.

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Elizabeta made her way through the large house, looking around for Vash. She held in her arms a large, heavy box that she was quite tired of carrying. It wasn't from her, but for some reason, the sender didn't want to deliver it himself, so he sent her instead. She finally found a table to set the box on and continued through the house, her pace a bit faster. Finally, she reached the room she knew he'd be in; he loved his gun room after all. Crazy trigger-happy Swiss. She poked her head in the room, "Come-out come-out birthday boooyyy~"

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Vash jumps, startled and obviously a little angry. He turns around to yell at the intruder because this is his day, and he really doesn't want to be bothered.

"What the hell do you w---"

He pauses when he sees who it is.

"...what do you want?"

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She frowned, "You're so angry all the time, geez..." she mumbled, "I came here to say happy birthday. And Roderich sent me with a present for you...I set it on the dining room table if you want it, you know. I could just take it back, but I think he spent a lot of money on it. He said you'd really like it."

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"I don't want it," he grumbled. "Throw it away. Burn it."

Vash looks away, afraid of what his face might look like. He's not going to bother thanking her--hell, he wishes that she'd just leave.. but he's going to try not to be rude to her. She just wanted to be nice, and..

"God! I wish he'd just leave me the fuck alone."