Only in dreams...
Spike ambled down the beaten path, soaked and empty, the smell of damp asphalt drifting into his mind and his hair brushing against his collar. The air was quiet, the sky was silver and glowed with electric pulses, and counting within itself, getting slower and the patter of rain sliding down Spike's face got dawdling. He stopped, his feet sinking in the mud momentarily, and lifted his face and peered into the sky. His gaze weakened as his eyes drew to a slit and then shut.
"It's a fool's dream."
Measure 1: Until We Meet Again
If there is one thing Spike knows, it's that he doesn't like tofu. This was the only food, if he were to call it a food product, on the entire Bebop. Faye, who was not convinced, dragged Ein with her to search the very depths of the area. Spike was almost convinced to join the two, but Jet had something he wanted to show him.
"Make it quick, I'm hungry for food." Spike said, reluctantly following Jet.
"This, my friend, is better than any tofu that Faye and Ein will be eatin' tonight!" Jet said, an excited edge to his voice, leading Spike to his treasure. This made Spike interested.
"Why didn't you say earlier?" Spike said, on the verge of shaking Jet's shoulders.
"Please, either say it's food or lack there of!"
"It better than food, you fool!" Jet said, stopping at a door. Spike stopped to and investigated it.
"Whatcha waitin' at, old man?" Spike said, waving his arms frantically in the air. Jet pushed in a code on a pad near the door, and in what seemed like forever, the door stopped, opened completely. Spike gasped and fell backwards on the floor, in horrific shame.
"Edward has beaten Jet-person and Spike-person to the secret treasure!" Edward said emphasizing 'beaten' and 'treasure'. There Edward stood, holding up a black box high above her head. Jet screamed, clenching his skull then dashed in, grabbing the box and franticly trying to pull it away from Ed.
"Evil Jet-person! Give rightful treasure to Edward! Edward wants the secret treasure! Give secret treasure to EDWARD!" Edward said, putting her feet against Jet's chest, which seemed to be the only thing stopping her from falling, her arms tightly grasping the box with a golden lock. When Jet's fingers slipped and he let go, Edward was sent slamming against the wall, tilting the whole Bebop enough that Spike and Jet towards the walls as well. Jet, toppling over Edward saw her complete unconscious and he swiped the box.
"It's all mine!" Jet cackled, not noticing he was talking to himself. Spike rubbed his head and pulled himself up.
"What's so damn good about that stupid box to make you want to knock Bebop and Ed out of adeptness?" Spike said, shakily moving through the door towards Jet.
"Come and see." Jet said, picking at the lock.
"This is getting us nowhere you useless mutt!" Faye said sluggishly following Ein, who was hot on the trail of something. "I am starving you, inconsiderate canine! Thanks to you I'll just go and wither away to nothingness. Never to be seen again, and oh how they will mourn! They will beat you with a metal spoon, I swear to you now!" Faye mumbled, basically talking to herself. Suddenly Ein stopped and started barking. Faye looked around, there was nothing, they were in the middle of the hallway.
"Stupid dog!" Faye said. She woefully ambled to one of the walls. "Woe is me" she'd say over and over. "Doomed to forever eat tof-" Faye suddenly felt her hand around a flat latch that was hidden on the wall. She flipped it up and put in her personal code. It didn't work, then she tried Jet's, then Spike's, and then Edward's. None worked, it was not a code from one of the crew members, so it had to be...
"Miles!" Doohan yelled, wiping oil off his face, "I didn't make this ship just to listen to the radio. You want the whole ship, don't you?"
"Sure, old man, I just have to listen to the end of this game, it's on the last innings, so I wouldn't make such a huge fuss about--- oh! did you hear that!? That's an actual grand slam, wow the vigor, the valor! the ama-"
"Shut-up and answer the stupid phone!" Doohan said, returning to his work. Miles hadn't noticed the ringer going off. He pressed down the communicator button and saw Faye flash up upon the screen.
"Oh, your Spike's shipmate, right?" Miles said, making a punching mime, signaling that he was a fan of Spike. Faye mumbled and groaned.
"Listen tiny, I'm starving and I need Doohan, okay?" Faye said, shaking the monitor.
"He's busy, ask me instead!" Miles said, still excited. "Is it a mystery?"
"Well okay baseball boy, there's something inside the Bebop, there's a pad, and I don't know the password. I must know the password! And no one else could of put that there!" Faye said, calming down, Ein walking around her feet.
"Oh, you found that old thing? Easy, the password is BASEBALL1234, easy to remember."
"Wait...baseball...you did that? Is it food?" Faye said, distressed. Miles shook his head quietly, smiling.
"It's better than food!" He said. Faye got excited.
"Something in the world better than food?" Faye left without turning off the communicator."
"Hey!" Miles yelled, "You're gonna waste the batteries!"
"Shut-up and come back over here to help for once!"
"So, how you gonna open it, eh?" Spike said, poking at the golden lock.
"Well Faye has one of those lock picks, doesn't she, we'll simply steal it from her." Jet said, as if it was the same as borrowing. Spike sighed.
"If it's that important to you, then be my guest. I don't want to be a-" Before Spike could finish, Jet was gone and a screen popped up on the communicator.
"Oh, Bob, hey, what's up?" Spike said, sitting down on the couch, seeing the communicator had been left on.
"Can I speak to Jet?"
"You just missed him, he raving about some box he found on the ship. 'Better than food' he says." Spike said, pointing towards Faye's room. Spike heard Edward waking up and coming his way.
"Well, then tell this to Jet later: it looks like there's a dangerous gang going around Earth, looking for recruits, so it's a big job. I trust you guys'll like what it'll rake."
"Tell me, Bob. I need a goal." Spike said, Edward leaning over his shoulder.
"Earth? Edward gets to meet father-person and Macaroni!" Edward gleefully said, raising her arms into the air.
"Um, I think his name was...uh...forget it."
"Listen to this, 50,000 Woolongs each. Might sound like nothing now, but imagine I tell you there are around 40 members. It's like picking corn." Bob said, smiling and winking.
"I like the way you think Bob." Spike smiled to and said turned off the communicator. "Maybe Jet should stay with his precious box. I'll take this on alone."
"Edward wants to go to Earth! Take Edward with you or Ed will tell on you!" Edward said, shaking Spike's shoulders with all of her might.
"Shh! I'll take you, just don't say anything to Jet, we'll go tonight in the Swordfish, okay?" Spike said, holding Edward still.
"Okay, Spike person! Thank you, thank you!" Edward bounded off singing to herself. Spike sighed, it might be good to have Edward after all.
"B-A-S-E-B-A-L-" Faye paused for a second and turned to Ein.
"Ein, was it up to 3 or 4 or maybe 5?" Faye asked the dog. Ein simply whined and cocked his head, scratching himself behind his ear with his foot. Faye moaned. She bent down to Ein and looked into his face, soon fighting against him for him not to lick her face.
"Now listen here, Ein! Tap the floor with your paw however many numbers I put in." Faye said, smiling. She knew Ein understood her. Ein paused. Faye waited. Nothing. She scrunched her face in.
"THAT'S IT! IT'S THE CLOSET FOR YOU!" Faye said, grabbing Ein. Ein squealed and whined, wriggling to get out of Faye's grasp as she took him to her room.
"Okay, Ed. If you help me out when I tell you to, I'll get you all the Piyokos you want." Spike smiled, handing Ed a handheld object. Edward looked at it for a while and nodded.
"Edwards gets delicious Piyokos! Yum, yum!" Edward licked her lips and danced in circles as if she were dizzy. She stopped and looked at the object, turning it on.
"Oh! Many people walking around! See here, layout of Bebop-bebop! Jet-person is in Faye-Faye's room, he's in big trouble! BUSTEEEEED!" Ed sang.
"When we're on Earth, you use that to find large groups of people in the area okay, Ed?"
"What ever Spike-person desires." Ed said. "Oh, it seems Faye-Faye has spotted poor Jet-person. He's in big trouble!"
"What are you doing in my room?!" Faye screamed, throwing Ein to her side.
"You perverted old man!" Ein slowly backed away and ran off. Jet would of liked to do the same.
"Nothing...really! I just accidentally walked into the wrong room!"
"Sure you did, just like you accidentally stole my things. Not to mention my stealing tool!" She swiped her gadget from him.
"What exactly did you need it for? I might just help you, for a price." Faye suddenly smiled at her great idea. Jet groaned.
"I'm broke!" He said.
"Then get money!" Faye yelled, then she walked off to look for Ein. Jet stood there. He needed to get money. He could never steal that good anyway.
"Howdy, amigos!" Punch said, jumping on to the screen with Judy.
"It looks like an awful lot of bounties are on their way to Mars again!" Judy said, giggling. A screen popped up with several mug shot of ugly people.
"These people are some of the many independent robbers and such filling the streets constantly, and now Mars' crime rate is off the charts! We need some serious bounty hunter help, so all of the bounties have been raised," Punch's voice over could be heard. The screen flashed to Punch's face, "twenty percent! What a great deal!" Jet smiled. Good enough for him, enough to pay Faye for her lock pick. He never had the skill to pick locks with hairpins or anything.
"Mars, eh? I'll be able to get enough Woolongs from that place to repair the Hammerhead!" Jet smiled.
"Oh?" Faye said, who had snuck up behind him. "If you're gonna be greedy, any extra money's going to the Red Tail!"
"But...the Red Tail isn't damaged!" Jet said, turning around in anger. Faye grinned, her stare burning through his soul and money, by the second. He sighed, he knew the words that were emerging from Faye's mouth before they did.
"Mod-i-fi-ca-tions."
"It's a fool's dream."
Measure 1: Until We Meet Again
If there is one thing Spike knows, it's that he doesn't like tofu. This was the only food, if he were to call it a food product, on the entire Bebop. Faye, who was not convinced, dragged Ein with her to search the very depths of the area. Spike was almost convinced to join the two, but Jet had something he wanted to show him.
"Make it quick, I'm hungry for food." Spike said, reluctantly following Jet.
"This, my friend, is better than any tofu that Faye and Ein will be eatin' tonight!" Jet said, an excited edge to his voice, leading Spike to his treasure. This made Spike interested.
"Why didn't you say earlier?" Spike said, on the verge of shaking Jet's shoulders.
"Please, either say it's food or lack there of!"
"It better than food, you fool!" Jet said, stopping at a door. Spike stopped to and investigated it.
"Whatcha waitin' at, old man?" Spike said, waving his arms frantically in the air. Jet pushed in a code on a pad near the door, and in what seemed like forever, the door stopped, opened completely. Spike gasped and fell backwards on the floor, in horrific shame.
"Edward has beaten Jet-person and Spike-person to the secret treasure!" Edward said emphasizing 'beaten' and 'treasure'. There Edward stood, holding up a black box high above her head. Jet screamed, clenching his skull then dashed in, grabbing the box and franticly trying to pull it away from Ed.
"Evil Jet-person! Give rightful treasure to Edward! Edward wants the secret treasure! Give secret treasure to EDWARD!" Edward said, putting her feet against Jet's chest, which seemed to be the only thing stopping her from falling, her arms tightly grasping the box with a golden lock. When Jet's fingers slipped and he let go, Edward was sent slamming against the wall, tilting the whole Bebop enough that Spike and Jet towards the walls as well. Jet, toppling over Edward saw her complete unconscious and he swiped the box.
"It's all mine!" Jet cackled, not noticing he was talking to himself. Spike rubbed his head and pulled himself up.
"What's so damn good about that stupid box to make you want to knock Bebop and Ed out of adeptness?" Spike said, shakily moving through the door towards Jet.
"Come and see." Jet said, picking at the lock.
"This is getting us nowhere you useless mutt!" Faye said sluggishly following Ein, who was hot on the trail of something. "I am starving you, inconsiderate canine! Thanks to you I'll just go and wither away to nothingness. Never to be seen again, and oh how they will mourn! They will beat you with a metal spoon, I swear to you now!" Faye mumbled, basically talking to herself. Suddenly Ein stopped and started barking. Faye looked around, there was nothing, they were in the middle of the hallway.
"Stupid dog!" Faye said. She woefully ambled to one of the walls. "Woe is me" she'd say over and over. "Doomed to forever eat tof-" Faye suddenly felt her hand around a flat latch that was hidden on the wall. She flipped it up and put in her personal code. It didn't work, then she tried Jet's, then Spike's, and then Edward's. None worked, it was not a code from one of the crew members, so it had to be...
"Miles!" Doohan yelled, wiping oil off his face, "I didn't make this ship just to listen to the radio. You want the whole ship, don't you?"
"Sure, old man, I just have to listen to the end of this game, it's on the last innings, so I wouldn't make such a huge fuss about--- oh! did you hear that!? That's an actual grand slam, wow the vigor, the valor! the ama-"
"Shut-up and answer the stupid phone!" Doohan said, returning to his work. Miles hadn't noticed the ringer going off. He pressed down the communicator button and saw Faye flash up upon the screen.
"Oh, your Spike's shipmate, right?" Miles said, making a punching mime, signaling that he was a fan of Spike. Faye mumbled and groaned.
"Listen tiny, I'm starving and I need Doohan, okay?" Faye said, shaking the monitor.
"He's busy, ask me instead!" Miles said, still excited. "Is it a mystery?"
"Well okay baseball boy, there's something inside the Bebop, there's a pad, and I don't know the password. I must know the password! And no one else could of put that there!" Faye said, calming down, Ein walking around her feet.
"Oh, you found that old thing? Easy, the password is BASEBALL1234, easy to remember."
"Wait...baseball...you did that? Is it food?" Faye said, distressed. Miles shook his head quietly, smiling.
"It's better than food!" He said. Faye got excited.
"Something in the world better than food?" Faye left without turning off the communicator."
"Hey!" Miles yelled, "You're gonna waste the batteries!"
"Shut-up and come back over here to help for once!"
"So, how you gonna open it, eh?" Spike said, poking at the golden lock.
"Well Faye has one of those lock picks, doesn't she, we'll simply steal it from her." Jet said, as if it was the same as borrowing. Spike sighed.
"If it's that important to you, then be my guest. I don't want to be a-" Before Spike could finish, Jet was gone and a screen popped up on the communicator.
"Oh, Bob, hey, what's up?" Spike said, sitting down on the couch, seeing the communicator had been left on.
"Can I speak to Jet?"
"You just missed him, he raving about some box he found on the ship. 'Better than food' he says." Spike said, pointing towards Faye's room. Spike heard Edward waking up and coming his way.
"Well, then tell this to Jet later: it looks like there's a dangerous gang going around Earth, looking for recruits, so it's a big job. I trust you guys'll like what it'll rake."
"Tell me, Bob. I need a goal." Spike said, Edward leaning over his shoulder.
"Earth? Edward gets to meet father-person and Macaroni!" Edward gleefully said, raising her arms into the air.
"Um, I think his name was...uh...forget it."
"Listen to this, 50,000 Woolongs each. Might sound like nothing now, but imagine I tell you there are around 40 members. It's like picking corn." Bob said, smiling and winking.
"I like the way you think Bob." Spike smiled to and said turned off the communicator. "Maybe Jet should stay with his precious box. I'll take this on alone."
"Edward wants to go to Earth! Take Edward with you or Ed will tell on you!" Edward said, shaking Spike's shoulders with all of her might.
"Shh! I'll take you, just don't say anything to Jet, we'll go tonight in the Swordfish, okay?" Spike said, holding Edward still.
"Okay, Spike person! Thank you, thank you!" Edward bounded off singing to herself. Spike sighed, it might be good to have Edward after all.
"B-A-S-E-B-A-L-" Faye paused for a second and turned to Ein.
"Ein, was it up to 3 or 4 or maybe 5?" Faye asked the dog. Ein simply whined and cocked his head, scratching himself behind his ear with his foot. Faye moaned. She bent down to Ein and looked into his face, soon fighting against him for him not to lick her face.
"Now listen here, Ein! Tap the floor with your paw however many numbers I put in." Faye said, smiling. She knew Ein understood her. Ein paused. Faye waited. Nothing. She scrunched her face in.
"THAT'S IT! IT'S THE CLOSET FOR YOU!" Faye said, grabbing Ein. Ein squealed and whined, wriggling to get out of Faye's grasp as she took him to her room.
"Okay, Ed. If you help me out when I tell you to, I'll get you all the Piyokos you want." Spike smiled, handing Ed a handheld object. Edward looked at it for a while and nodded.
"Edwards gets delicious Piyokos! Yum, yum!" Edward licked her lips and danced in circles as if she were dizzy. She stopped and looked at the object, turning it on.
"Oh! Many people walking around! See here, layout of Bebop-bebop! Jet-person is in Faye-Faye's room, he's in big trouble! BUSTEEEEED!" Ed sang.
"When we're on Earth, you use that to find large groups of people in the area okay, Ed?"
"What ever Spike-person desires." Ed said. "Oh, it seems Faye-Faye has spotted poor Jet-person. He's in big trouble!"
"What are you doing in my room?!" Faye screamed, throwing Ein to her side.
"You perverted old man!" Ein slowly backed away and ran off. Jet would of liked to do the same.
"Nothing...really! I just accidentally walked into the wrong room!"
"Sure you did, just like you accidentally stole my things. Not to mention my stealing tool!" She swiped her gadget from him.
"What exactly did you need it for? I might just help you, for a price." Faye suddenly smiled at her great idea. Jet groaned.
"I'm broke!" He said.
"Then get money!" Faye yelled, then she walked off to look for Ein. Jet stood there. He needed to get money. He could never steal that good anyway.
"Howdy, amigos!" Punch said, jumping on to the screen with Judy.
"It looks like an awful lot of bounties are on their way to Mars again!" Judy said, giggling. A screen popped up with several mug shot of ugly people.
"These people are some of the many independent robbers and such filling the streets constantly, and now Mars' crime rate is off the charts! We need some serious bounty hunter help, so all of the bounties have been raised," Punch's voice over could be heard. The screen flashed to Punch's face, "twenty percent! What a great deal!" Jet smiled. Good enough for him, enough to pay Faye for her lock pick. He never had the skill to pick locks with hairpins or anything.
"Mars, eh? I'll be able to get enough Woolongs from that place to repair the Hammerhead!" Jet smiled.
"Oh?" Faye said, who had snuck up behind him. "If you're gonna be greedy, any extra money's going to the Red Tail!"
"But...the Red Tail isn't damaged!" Jet said, turning around in anger. Faye grinned, her stare burning through his soul and money, by the second. He sighed, he knew the words that were emerging from Faye's mouth before they did.
"Mod-i-fi-ca-tions."