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vash sits by one of the crew tables, his back turned to the window behind him, away from the gaping void that is the universe. in front of him rem is cooking something while knives talks to her, voice excited and full of questions. it's the sound he likes the most, hearing those two. if it was left up to vash things could stay this way.
the other humans didn't need to wake up - they just needed rem, not anyone else. because the thought of the other people on the ship waking up made him feel uncomfortable. rem had taught them about human history, about how people could be... vash isn't sure the others would understand him and his brother. he knows deep down that rem would be lonely without them and he knows he is scared and maybe things would be alright, like knives talked about. rem had told him once that he seemed to have a quiet soul and one that worried too easily.
"vash! vash!" his mother's rem's and knives voices make him look up. the two of them exchange glances before they sigh "did you worry again?" she asks and knives nods "he did" traitor. just because he could feel vash emotions didn't mean he could blurt them out like that! "did not" he grumbles and pokes his tongue out at the older one. before the twins can start to argue rem already steps between them "boys" she smiles warmly at them and then gently takes the book away from vash before pulling him onto his feet.
"do you two want to know what I do when I feel worried?" they both tilt their heads to the side and ask in unison "you worry?" they cannot feel her the way they feel plants or each other. rem is rem and the twins and her thoughts are a mystery to them unless she spoke about it. "everyone worries" she laughs and pokes the tips of their noses with her index fingers. "I dance"
rem stands back up and walks over to the stereo. her fingers scroll over a screen and before long a song played through the speakers. vash had of course heard music before and sometimes, some of it, made him feel... well. nervous perhaps? he felt like he should move. which is exactly what he is suddenly doing as rem takes the boys hands in her own and twirls them around.
knives and vash are still a bit clumsy on their feet, their intellect had ran ahead of their physical age. they are lanky and unsure how to move their limbs but rem says it's alright - it's not about being good at it, it's just about fun. so they twirl, they stumble into each other, all three of them and they laugh and giggle. rem holds out her hand to form the peace sign with her fingers before winking and holding her hand before her closed eye "love and peace !" she exclaims with a laugh, saying it's an idol move back from her youth, a silly thing but she liked the memories. even without the bonds between plants vash could tell it made her happy.
finally they all end up as a pile on the ground, one boy to each of rem's sides, her arms wrapped around them before she kisses their heads and tells them how much she loves them. what a blessing they are to her.
and vash thinks, maybe it would be fun to dance with even more people. that he should worry less and dance more often because things would turn out to be just alright.
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