Vash finally made it backstage just as it was time to take places. As a member of your recently popular band, Club Hel, he was aware there were expectations he was meant to uphold, but he didn’t stress that too much. Meryl shot him a glare, clutching her drumsticks, Wolfwood rolled his eyes, tightening his hold on the strap of his bass, and Milly simply giggled, holding her guitar like a baby. You, however, as the lead vocalist had some choice words.

“Vash.” You began lowly.