Trigger Dance
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the extremely cool characters of
Cowboy Bebop.
The headphones on Spike's head made no sound but static, as he lay on the Martian beach. Ed could be heard in the distance singing a strange song as she made a replica of the long since gone, Statue of Liberty. Suddenly the static on Spike's headphones silenced as a conversation could be heard.
"You got 'im over there, mate?" "Yah, he's all chained up and such, reachin' for the gun we're dangling in front of him. It's some funny stuff!"
"Ed!" Spike yelled "Is it timey-wimey?" Ed asked running to Spike. "Yeah," Ed plugged a cord, connected to her laptop, into Spike's headphones.
"Don't play around with 'im. If he gets loose we're all screwed " "Fine, anything else you want me to know?" "No, that's about it. See ya in a few." BEEEEEPPP
"Okay Spikey, line one is coming from a house on 590 Venus Ave. and line two is from a cell phone moving on route 90." Ed said typing away on her computer. Spike put a plain white T- shirt on and jumped into the Swordfish. In a matter of minutes, Spike was hovering along route 94. "HI SPIKE!!" Ed came in on the radio. "Keep it down will ya?" Spike said concentrating on the road. "Fine, I guess you don't want to know what the bad guy is driving(." "ED!!!" "Fine, he's driving a blue moving van." "Thanks." Spike said as he gained altitude and looked at the ground below. Spike found the van and cut in front of a red sports car to be parallel to the perp's van. The man inside looked out the window and saw a cowboy in a plain white shirt waving at him.
Thanks for reading chapter 1. Please review! See you next time cowboy.(
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the extremely cool characters of
Cowboy Bebop.
The headphones on Spike's head made no sound but static, as he lay on the Martian beach. Ed could be heard in the distance singing a strange song as she made a replica of the long since gone, Statue of Liberty. Suddenly the static on Spike's headphones silenced as a conversation could be heard.
"You got 'im over there, mate?" "Yah, he's all chained up and such, reachin' for the gun we're dangling in front of him. It's some funny stuff!"
"Ed!" Spike yelled "Is it timey-wimey?" Ed asked running to Spike. "Yeah," Ed plugged a cord, connected to her laptop, into Spike's headphones.
"Don't play around with 'im. If he gets loose we're all screwed " "Fine, anything else you want me to know?" "No, that's about it. See ya in a few." BEEEEEPPP
"Okay Spikey, line one is coming from a house on 590 Venus Ave. and line two is from a cell phone moving on route 90." Ed said typing away on her computer. Spike put a plain white T- shirt on and jumped into the Swordfish. In a matter of minutes, Spike was hovering along route 94. "HI SPIKE!!" Ed came in on the radio. "Keep it down will ya?" Spike said concentrating on the road. "Fine, I guess you don't want to know what the bad guy is driving(." "ED!!!" "Fine, he's driving a blue moving van." "Thanks." Spike said as he gained altitude and looked at the ground below. Spike found the van and cut in front of a red sports car to be parallel to the perp's van. The man inside looked out the window and saw a cowboy in a plain white shirt waving at him.
Thanks for reading chapter 1. Please review! See you next time cowboy.(