*a/n… no… I don't own CB, nor do I own any of the characters, although if a certain green haired one and a special no haired one wish to visit me, I shall not complain… and I wouldn't mind getting hold of a certain eye… the possibilities are endless*
"How did Ed get here?"
Spike spewed out his mouthful of coffee, staring at Ed. "Well, Ed. Umm…. You see…." He kicked the chair in the Bebop living space, cheeks blushing. His brain tried to formulate an answer to describe the birds and the bees and the flowers and the trees… *Spike breaks out into song…not* His mouth hung open to allow better cooling for his brain. He took a long drink of coffee in attempt to stimulate his neurons.
Suddenly, his Eye kicked in. He saw a missile attacking him as he was confined to a black room. The missle made contact, and he felt himself growing, continually doubling in size. He realized that he was floating, and that no matter how hard he punched and kicked, his movements were hindered by some odd substance, like water. He was surprised by forceful contractions of the room, as if it was pushing him out. Seeing an opening to the black room, he decides to leave and discover whatever world is outside. The walls squish into him, but he forces his head out into the open air, screaming with relief. He forces his eye back to now, looking at the curious Ed looking at the stricken Spike.
"Wow, that was a trip." He finally gasped. "Hey Ed, Why don't you go talk to Jet about that?" This should be different, he thought, following Ed so he could listen to the flustered Black Dog.
TO THE NEXT COWBOY