Okay, this is my first fic, I wanted it to be comedy, and being a former
smoker, I just know how it feels when you need those damned things! Oh,
and here goes the disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop *snif*
Monday:
One small push and Billy Geister fell right into the floor of the small cell. As he heard the metal door closing behind him, he turned his frightened face to look at his captor and his round, small, fearful eyes were met by the undecipherable red and green. From the other side of the bars, Spike Spiegel looked back at his bounty with skepticism. 'How could this little wuss be worth 900,000 woolongs?'. At least the new cell Jet built in the cargo room would be a suitable place for the dork. It took six days to get to Venus. and this guy looked so delicate. Spike could easily imagine Geister whimpering the entire week away if he had been handcuffed to some pipe, a common practice on the Bebop. Shrugging the thought off, Spike tuned around and started walking away. He felt satisfied with himself and looked forward some rest, but his disposition was suddenly shattered by a yell coming out of the Redtail.
'Hey Spike, remember I am getting 80% on this one!' Faye yelled as she climbed out of the ship.
'Why do you care so much about your share, its all going to end up in the casino anyway...' Spike stated calmly as he walked out of the cargo area.
'What I do with MY SHARE in none of your business you lunkhead!' Retorted Faye, now red in the face and picking her pace after him.
From the cockpit, Jet let out a big sigh and shook his head as he once again heard the bickering that had become so familiar to the Bebop crew. He really wasn't looking forward the six-day trip with Faye and Spike stuck together inside the ship. Then again, the automatic pilot would take care of everything and that left Jet with plenty of time to retreat into the bonsai room. Jet's expression lightened and he even started humming a tune as he worked on setting the coordinates to jump into the gate.
Meanwhile, the fight had moved into the main area room, were Ed was happily hacking away. 'Don't you have anything better to do than to bother me Faye?' Spike murmured as he lay on the couch to think. After all those years in the Red Dragon. he was left with the training, the scars, and feeling of internal insipidness he carried with him ever since he had waltzed with death. And to top it off one day that shrew woman came along to push his buttons like it was damn near instinctive, and it was reciprocal, resulting in endless petty fights that slowly eroded the little patience he had left. As she stormed in into her room muttering vileness, he slowly reached into his pocket for the one thing that could calm his rebellious temper.
And then he could not find it.
Rapidly he reached for his other pocket. his eyes widened as his hand felt the emptiness. And then it hit him.
He had run out of cigarettes!
In less than an eye blink Spike was up on his feet and running towards the cockpit, thoughts racing through his head.
'A six day trip'
'I would rather die before asking Faye for one'
'Once in inside the gate you cannot change the course'
'Jet, turn back! Don't jump into the gate yet!' Yelled Spike as he rushed into the cockpit, and then he felt the telltale jerk of the ship going into hyperspace.
Jet had just pushed the button.
Okay! The first chapter of my first fic is finished! Interested? I will try to write the other chapters as soon as possible! Please review it, I really want to improve!
Monday:
One small push and Billy Geister fell right into the floor of the small cell. As he heard the metal door closing behind him, he turned his frightened face to look at his captor and his round, small, fearful eyes were met by the undecipherable red and green. From the other side of the bars, Spike Spiegel looked back at his bounty with skepticism. 'How could this little wuss be worth 900,000 woolongs?'. At least the new cell Jet built in the cargo room would be a suitable place for the dork. It took six days to get to Venus. and this guy looked so delicate. Spike could easily imagine Geister whimpering the entire week away if he had been handcuffed to some pipe, a common practice on the Bebop. Shrugging the thought off, Spike tuned around and started walking away. He felt satisfied with himself and looked forward some rest, but his disposition was suddenly shattered by a yell coming out of the Redtail.
'Hey Spike, remember I am getting 80% on this one!' Faye yelled as she climbed out of the ship.
'Why do you care so much about your share, its all going to end up in the casino anyway...' Spike stated calmly as he walked out of the cargo area.
'What I do with MY SHARE in none of your business you lunkhead!' Retorted Faye, now red in the face and picking her pace after him.
From the cockpit, Jet let out a big sigh and shook his head as he once again heard the bickering that had become so familiar to the Bebop crew. He really wasn't looking forward the six-day trip with Faye and Spike stuck together inside the ship. Then again, the automatic pilot would take care of everything and that left Jet with plenty of time to retreat into the bonsai room. Jet's expression lightened and he even started humming a tune as he worked on setting the coordinates to jump into the gate.
Meanwhile, the fight had moved into the main area room, were Ed was happily hacking away. 'Don't you have anything better to do than to bother me Faye?' Spike murmured as he lay on the couch to think. After all those years in the Red Dragon. he was left with the training, the scars, and feeling of internal insipidness he carried with him ever since he had waltzed with death. And to top it off one day that shrew woman came along to push his buttons like it was damn near instinctive, and it was reciprocal, resulting in endless petty fights that slowly eroded the little patience he had left. As she stormed in into her room muttering vileness, he slowly reached into his pocket for the one thing that could calm his rebellious temper.
And then he could not find it.
Rapidly he reached for his other pocket. his eyes widened as his hand felt the emptiness. And then it hit him.
He had run out of cigarettes!
In less than an eye blink Spike was up on his feet and running towards the cockpit, thoughts racing through his head.
'A six day trip'
'I would rather die before asking Faye for one'
'Once in inside the gate you cannot change the course'
'Jet, turn back! Don't jump into the gate yet!' Yelled Spike as he rushed into the cockpit, and then he felt the telltale jerk of the ship going into hyperspace.
Jet had just pushed the button.
Okay! The first chapter of my first fic is finished! Interested? I will try to write the other chapters as soon as possible! Please review it, I really want to improve!