Nekopara fanfic

Chapter 37

Chocola, Kashou, Vanilla, and I were all going for a walk when some gang members appeared with a huge German Shepherd. They dropped the leash and it started barreling toward me. It crashed into me full force, knocking me over. It bit down on my metal arm. Vanilla was shocked. I was stunned from the blunt force of the impact. I collected my thoughts and punched it in the head with my free hand. I continued to punch it, and I felt my shoulder flare up in pain. I punched it again, this time REALLY hard, cracking the dog's skull. It let go of my arm, and I realized... Vanilla screamed. It tore off my entire arm... It tugged so hard it had torn my arm off at the shoulder. I groaned in pain and blacked out. A while later I woke up in the hospital with Vanilla by my side, praying I'd be okay. I looked at my shoulder. It was mostly covered with a metal plate and where my shoulder and my arm would normally connect there was instead a connector, similar to that of which attached my leg, and my metal forearm before my entire arm got ripped off. I sat up and saw the military engineer. The doctor handed me my glove, the torn-off sleeve of my trench coat, and the engineer handed me a new arm, he said rather than like my last one with the three blades that would pop out, this one instead had a singular large blade that would pop out from just above the top of my hand. He also instructed me of the ability to remove the blade if needed, and how to put it back in. I attached it and stretched. I stood up and pulled on my glove, then slid my wedding band on my finger, and kissed Vanilla. "I'm glad you're okay," Vanilla said, nuzzling up against my chest. I gently rubbed her head, and we went back home. We all decided we needed a vacation, and we wanted to take a trip away from Japan. We decided to go to France, take a nice break from everyone wanting to murder us. Everyone, including Royal and his friends, would come with us. Our flight was in a week, and I had to store all my weapons because I couldn't exactly bring them to France with me, so I gathered up all my guns and knives and other weapons, then removed the blade from my arm and stuck them all in a gun safe. I stretched and sat down and Vanilla nuzzled up against my chest, and I gently stroked her head. Royal, Ox, and everybody else decided to come with us. A few days later and several hours of airport security harassing me because I couldn't walk through the metal detector, making their jobs harder, we FINALLY got through. We boarded our flight, and we all safely landed in France. After another half hour of being harassed by airport security, we were let in. "So this is France," Kashou said. "Looks pretty much how I left it," I said. "You've been to France?" Royal asked. "I was in the military. I got to go all around the world. I've been to France, Germany, Russia, you name it, I've been there." I said. "France is such a beautiful place," Vanilla said. "It's not quite Vegas, but it is quite a nice place to be," I said, giving Maple a nudge. "You've been to Vegas?" Maple said. "Like I said, you name it, I've been there. You don't want to have too much money when you get there, though. You could accidentally end up getting drunk and spending all day in one of the many casinos. That's how I learned to play poker so well." I said. "Oh, so that's how we ended up owing 1,200 ¥ to you. You've learned from some of the best." Kashou and Royal said.(1,200 ¥ may look like a lot, but in USD it's like ten dollars and a quarter.) "Yep," I said with a quiet snicker. I picked up Vanilla and put her on my left shoulder. We rented some hotel rooms, and I lay down with Vanilla in our hotel room and we cuddled for a while as I read a book. I gently scratched her ears, and she started purring. A while later Vanilla and I decided to go take a romantic walk around Paris. It was the city of love after all. A few seconds after we headed out the door Coconut and Royal decided to  join us. Along the way we walked by a cafe. We headed inside, and I translated for everyone while we ordered some food.

 A few minutes later someone wearing a mask holding an automatic rifle walked in and ordered a stick up. "I thought we took a trip to France th get AWAY from all the people trying to kill us." I mumbled quietly. Everyone was shaken up, but I remained calm. I grunted quietly as my arms were jerked behind my back and a zip tie was pulled around my wrists. (Note; he's got his trench coat and gloves on, the attacker doesn't know his arm is made of metal.) I was shoved to the ground, and I pushed myself back up to a sitting position. Vanilla sat down in my lap and I quietly whispered to her to calm her down. A few more guys walked in carrying guns. They started saying something about making an example of one of the hostages. He walked up to me and moved Vanilla out of my lap, and grabbed hold of me and lifted me so I was standing and guided me outside and pushed me to a kneeling position. He stood in front of me and held his gun to my head. Vanilla was crying. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. I've always got a plan and when plans don't work you do what your instincts tell you." I whispered, so quietly no human could hear. He was about to pull the trigger. I rolled out of the way just as he pulled the trigger and headbutted him. I snapped the ziptie binding my hands and grabbed his gun. I punched one of the others and took their gun too. Everyone got to safety behind a counter. I ran over and snapped the ziptie binding Royal's hands and handed him a gun. "Do you know how to shoot?" I asked. "Yeah." He replied. "Okay then." I said. I freed everyone else and told them to cover their ears. Royal and I killed the last few attackers and dropped the guns. I gathered up all the bullet casings and the broken zipties and called the police. Coconut rushed over to Royal, kissing him "Thank you." She said. Vanilla walked up to me and buried her face in my chest, crying. I gently stroked her head and spoke in a soft reassuring voice. Once they arrived I handed them the casings in a large bag and the broken zipties, explaining what happened. We headed back to the hotel. Royal went in his room, followed by Coconut. I decided to take a nap too, and hung up my trench coat, then pulled off my shirt. I grabbed a wrench and unbolted my arm, setting it on the bedside table along with the wrench. I lay down and Vanilla lay down on my left side, with her head resting on my shoulder and we fell asleep a few minutes later.