Two Cowboys

Chapter One: Rosy Dreams

"I remember."

"Like a bad dream I can't wake up from..."

"She wore black leather..."

"Rose petals..."

"My rose petals..."

Spike was napping on the couch again; dreaming. And then it hit him. The cold wet tongue of Ein; across his cheek and over his skin-covered eyes.

Spike opened his eyes with a disgusted look on his face. Ein only stood on him, smiling for food.

"If it's one thing I hate, it's obnoxious dogs!"

Spike got up, the disgusted look not leaving his face. He walked over to the fridge to get food for Ein so he wouldn't have to deal with him anymore. The fridge gave a distinct creak, indicating its age and need for maintenance as Spike opened it.

"More dog food in here than real food..." Spike muttered as he revealed an aluminum cylinder.

"Hey Spike?" a deep smoker's voice uttered from another room.

"What is it, Jet?" Spike replied, setting the now prepared dog food bowl down.

"I've got something you might want to see."