**Author's Note** I do not own anyone or any rights to the animation or mangas of Trigun or Cowboy BeBop- I'm not making money off of this nor am I profiting in any other way than my own personal enjoyment of writing new stories and plot lines for these awesome characters…so please, have a doughnut, some milk, and don't sue me…J

In the tradition of Cowboy BeBop, I'm going to stick with the use of a song title for the title of the story.  The title right now is going to be 'Vacation', but if anyone can think of a better one, please, suggest it to me ^_^

Session Unknown: Vacation

Part One:

All aboard the BeBop

                "Ed found it!" A triumphant cry came from behind a tower of boxes stacked inside the hold of a space cruiser known as the Cowboy BeBop.

            With the boxes thumping and rattling, a slender form wriggled free from the confines and jumped up revealing a slightly tanned face holding a wide grin.  At first glance it would be very difficult to distinguish if the young kid was a boy or a girl; hell, it was even difficult to figure it out after several glances. The thing was tall and shapeless, with loose and limber limbs, thick orange-red hair, big brown eyes, and rosy cheeks. However, contrary to popular belief on board the ship, this kid was a girl.

            Clutched in her hand was a travel guide, slightly crinkled and crumpled and dirtied by what looked to be leftover noodles.

            "Oooooh, somebody didn't clean their plate last night!" Ed mused, walking in her unusual flowing catlike way towards the hold. "Travel far, travel wide, fly fly into the sky!!" she proclaimed in a sing songy voice, entering the room where the rest of the crew sat.

            They seemed bored out of their minds and paid no attention to the ship's resident eccentric when she entered the room. A young woman lay sprawled across a chair, her head tilted back with an arm thrown dramatically over her forehead. She pouted her red lips, crossing her legs and sighed heavily.

            "How on earth can there be no bounties right now? This has got to be the most boring day of my life!"

            "Faye Faye…" Ed murmured with a tiny giggle, slinking over to the woman clad in yellow-gold.

            Faye ignored the little girl, running a hand over the orange headband in her purple-black hair. "Jet, isn't there anything out there for us to take?"

            In response, a big bulky man, (bulky in muscles that is) turned his head and scratched his cheek. "Nothin' but small fry bounties right now, which is nothin' worth even going after."

            His voice was gruff, his eyes focused straight ahead across the small table between the couch he sat on and the one being occupied by another, younger man. There was a chess board on top of the table, and a game in progress it seemed, but the second man had yet to make a move. In fact, he had simply lay back onto the couch, pulled a set of headphones on, and began to close his eyes.

            "Spike! It's your move you can't go to sleep now!"

            The man with the headphones uncrossed his long legs and opened his eyes, turning his head with a nonchalant expression over his face.

            "Sorry Jet, but playing checkers nine times in a row and beating you at it is getting a little repetitive, if you know what I mean."

            Looking a bit upset, forming an 'o' with his lips, Jet put his pointer finger up and retaliated.

            "But this is the game I'm going to win, you can't do that!"

            Ed slunk around the room, parading the travel guide in her hand high above her head. Getting their attention was so difficult sometimes.

            "Travel far, travel wide, fly, fly into space and sky! Faye, Faye! Spi-ike! Jet! Vrooom!" she giggled, spreading her arms out and ran, circling them all until someone noticed her presence.

            Faye was the first to look up- she probably paid more attention to Ed than the other two did.

            "Huh? Ed, what are you doing? What's in your hand, a piece of garbage? Disgusting…"

            "Garbage?" Ed stopped the somersaults she'd been launching into, sitting cross legged on the floor. "Not a piece of garbage, a super fantastical get away! Palm trees, ocean breeze and more, whoa-ho-o-o-o-o!"

            Arching an eyebrow, Faye leaned over, snatching the crinkled guide from the strange girl's hand and gazed at it for a long time. It advertised a beautiful get away on one of the less heard of planets, and the pictures were so warm and inviting it instantly made the young woman want to grab the control handles of the BeBop and fly.

            "Oh! Ed you genius you! This is what we need! Boredom-free!"

            Spike opened one eye as Faye walked in front of her, prepared to kick him in the side if need be.

            "What is it?" He asked, knowing he had better respond somehow to her presence or risk a sore side.

            "Sand and water, skies of blue sunny sun sunshine!" Ed chimed in, rolling about the floor once more, pulling her green goggles over her eyes.

            "A vacation?" Jet asked shortly, crossing his arms over his wide chest, arching a black pointed eyebrow. "I dunno Faye, if that's such a good idea or not."

            Faye pouted again, prepared to throw one of her dramatic tantrums. "Oh come on Jet.  A vacation is perfect right about now- the BeBop is in prime shape for once, nothing needs repairs, we're more than good on rations…and there's only small fry bounties out there right now, you said so yourself."

            Slowly Spike sat up, pulling his headphones down around his neck. "She has a point Jet."

            "Huh?" the older man looked a little perplexed- Spike wasn't one to agree with Faye.

            "Fun in the sun, skies blue with birdies, swim swim in the rain and get ra-a-ainbows!" the red-orange haired girl currently balancing on an unseen tightrope chirped aloud.

            They ignored her once more as Jet fought a losing battle. "We're perfectly fine here, we don't need a vacation, there's plenty to do."

            Slamming her hands down on the table, shaking the checker pieces, Faye glared at Jet.

            "You call sitting here watching you and Spike play never ending games of who knows what plenty to do? Sitting on a beach with a warm sun drinking mai-tais and going to casinos and tracks is my idea of a good time, Jet."

            Before she could be answered, Spike piped up. "Tell you what Jet- I'll finish this game with you. If you win, we don't go…if I win, well…that's obvious, isn't it?"

            Feeling quite confident now, Jet grinned, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Deal…it's your move Spike."

            Without hesitation, the thin young man leaned over, reaching around Faye to take his bishop and slide it directly towards Jet's king, knocking away the rook in it's path.

            "Check-mate. Pack your bags Jet, it looks like we're going on a vacation."

            At the wonderful news, Faye darted off to wherever her quarters were as Ed leapt onto the chair and grinned.

            "Whee! Vacation in the sunny sun sunshiny wonderlands! Ooooh!"