As Halloween neared, Vash had gotten extremely persistent with the idea of decorating and had even begun to ramble about it constantly. In the end, he had successfully convinced you into a traditional activity of pumpkin carving.

You were both seated on your shared porch, Vash being specifically serious about his pumpkin. While he was persistent on spending time with you, his pumpkin had soon taken the spotlight.

It was ironic, seeing a grown man stick his tongue out as he concentrated purely on the task at hand, hands fumbling as he yanked the seeds from within. It was amusing how he let out a faint 'blegh' as he plopped them in a bowl he kept not too far away.

Vash's eyes glanced over to meet your own, another grumble leaving his lips at you admiring him. His hands rest at his hips, pumpkin nestled in his lap.

"Got any plans for your design?" He questioned with a stupid smile, eyeing your own pumpkin curiously.