that male Bela would work at the grocery store where Vash buys his really weird groceries. |D;

((yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! male bela!))

[Oh jeez.xD /Mei works at a pregnancy store.]

(( This will be so cracktacular. ))

Nathan sighed, his facial expression turning into a scowl. All his customers had been complete jerks the entire day, and he'd just been

((can you go all bersek on usa for getting your beloved big sister pregnant?))

dying to get to the end of his shift. Despite his ((useless)) threats of stabbing the higher-ups, they had decide to downgrade him to the

((thanks =3= /pouts and /lurksssss))

chashier, which had made him even more angry than usual. Fumbling with the register, he waited for his next customer.

((Bro: Okay~ >u><333))

((usa: its just because its funny :3))

[OMG, can he and Mei be bffs?xD]

pushed his shopping cart to the front of the store, heavily pregnant and looking somewhat cheerful, even though he was wearing a blinding

pink and frilly shirt (it was on sale, not his fault maternity clothes don't come in many colors). His cart was filled to the brim with a

variety of foods that if combined would probably come to life and eat someone.

(Taiwan: Aww yeah. B ) ))

Nathan's mood lifted a little when he saw the blonde "woman" come strolling toward him, though her shirt wasn't very nice on his eyes.

"Over here, I can ring you up," he called, nodding.

[Vash totally bought that shirt at Mei's store~]

"Thank you." He steered his cart over to the not very friendly looking man and started to unload his cart.

(( Totes. XD ))

"You're welome ma'am. And please, let me get that for you-" He spoke, attempting to take the cart away from the Swiss.

twitched. "Ma'am? Excuse me *miss* but I'm male." He shot Nathan a death glare.

"..." The Belarusian man choked back just about five million and a half knife and stabbing related threats and insults, before giving the

Swiss man his best atempt at a smile. "So am I, what a coincidence!" His smile twitched, as he began to unload the cart. "...By the way, did

-you stuff your shirt with one of our pillows, sir? If so, would you please allow me to ring that up as well. I'm afraid I can't allow you

to leave with that."

put his hand on his stomach protectively, still glaring. "I'm pregnant! Didn't think males could get pregnant did you? WELL IT'S POSSIBLE!"

Nate nearly choked on his own spit. *What* did that man just say?! He murmured an apology, and maybe even something about stabbing, before

finally saying. "Okay *sir*, your total today will be twohundred," The male finished with another awkward smile. The way he figured, if it

really was a pillow, the barcode detectors would go off when he left.

"Two... hundred..." His hand twitched towards one of the 5 guns hidden on his person, wondering if shooting Nate would get him a discount.

"...yes sir. Would you like me to put something back for you?" His said between an irritated, rather awkward teeth clenched smile.

"How am I supposed to feed a baby without that money? VANESSA NEEDS GUNS TO KEEP THE BOYS OFF HER! "

"I-I'm sorry sir, I have no idea what you're talking about-" Nathan was almost ready to STAB this he-she-thing, but knew that he would be

fired from this joint if he did.

"A-AND I NEED MONEY TO LIVE ON AND SPOIL HER! IT'S TOO EXPENSIVE!" Vash was tempted to shoot Nate and run. Unfortunately he couldn't leave

Austria with the receipt this time.

"Excuse me, sir," Nathan's 'smile' was starting to falter. "But if you have a problem with our prices, you'll have to bring that up with the

manager," He growled out.

glared at the little screen showing his price. "Fine." He growled back, angrily pulling out his wallet.

[[Ffff-- When did she get named Vanessa?]]

[[;u; /Is the decisionmaker in her... his.... whatever... relationship, so can offer no comforts]]

[[.....B-b'awwww-- >w<]]

(( <333 ))

(( :3 ))

(( They exploded. And the remains were abducted by aliens. ))

(( d'awwwwww ;;//u//;; <3 ))