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Say, "Can I have another doughnut?"
"Can I have another doughnut?"
The instructor sighs, but nods his consent. You leap from your seat to the rear table what contains the refreshments. There, you see a tall lanky man in a bright red coat whom you hadn't noticed before eating the last doughnut.
"Mmmmmm!" he says to himself, "Super-yummy!"
"YOU!" you shout, "YOU ATE THE LAST DOUGHNUT!"
He nods and smiles widely, "It was great! Are there any more?"
"W...W...W..." you studder, full of rage, "Who are you?" "OH! Self-introductions are so embarrasing!" he smiles widely, then suddenly takes on a much more serious appearance. "But if I must, I am a hunter of peace who chases the mayfly known as love," He glitters, "Or something like that."
Everyone in the room stands there dumbfounded, wondering how in the world he glittered like that. Meanwhile, in a corner of the room two guys are quickly speaking to eachother.
"Hey, Spike!" the older and balder of the two whispers, "That idiot's ruining everything!"
"I know, Jet." whispers the younger, with slightly green tinted, poofy hair, "We'll have to get him right now. And I have an idea." He suddenly raises his voice, "Hey everyone! That guy in the red coat is VASH THE STAMPEDE!"
Everyone in the room is terrified, "The $60 billion bounty? RUN AWAY!" They all scramble out, leaving just you, Vash, Spike and Jet. Jet sighs, "You call that a plan?"
In the blink of an eye, Spike has his pistol drawn and pointed directly at Vash's head. "You're going come quietly, Vash."
This time you didn't even blink, but instantly Vash's own revolver is drawn, and a single gunshot sounds off. Spike's pistol flips through the air, and lands lightly in Vash's other hand. Vash smiles, "I don't think you'll be needing this." he says.
Spike smiles, and leaps towards Vash. Vash fires several more times with his revolver, but surprisingly Spike spins through the air, dodging them. Spike's leg fluidly reaches out and strikes Vash square in the head. The way Spike lands seems awkward to you, but instantly he's back on his feet, and punching again. You're amazed at Spike's fighting style, the way he smoothly blends every move he makes into his attacks.
Suddenly, the two break away. Spike managed to push the fight over to his gun and grab it without Vash realizing. Now the stand, just as before, each with their gun pointed at the other's head. You realize you can't stand for this. You step between them, with your arms outstreched.
"No one has the right to take the life of another!" you say, but before you can say anything else, Spike's heel lands right on top of your head, knocking you out cold.