Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop, but if I did I would build a strip
bar with holograms of Spike doing what strippers do and make a lot of
moola. (Think about it! A lot of girls have crushes on Spike--including
me! Heeheehee.)
Author's Note: This..."Child of the Fuzzball", is mainly a humor fic about Spike and Julia's kid named Jasmine. I don't know if it's really a 'humor' fic, but since whenever I write I somehow include something outrageous it shall be humorous! WA HA HA! It's my first cowboy bebop fanfic, so be happy. Oh yeah, and if it gets a little confusing, this big construction company is going to blow up Earth, for reason that will be identified later. TA TA! *blows kisses*
Oh yeah, and this is important:
"..." THE CHARACTER IS SPEAKING!
'...' THE CHARACTER IS THINKING!
... THE CHARACTER IS DOING STUFF! (as in action people, not crack)
The day was old, the light was fading as the sun inched toward the horizon. Faye watched it, her eyes narrowed from staring at the brightness of the sun. She was standing by a proud stone lion, water pouring out of it's mouth into the shimmering waters. "I can't believe I'm here again."
She sat by the lion, drumming her fingers over the smooth hard surface. 'That lunkhead. He never knew how important he was to me. And now this place, it's going to leave me too....just like he did.'
The lion just stood, looking ahead with no life in it's eyes.
'You're so lucky, that you're just stone. You don't have to deal with feelings, with...debts.' she scoffed.
"Hey, Faye! Are you ready to go yet?" She looked up from her dreamworld. Jet wanted to go to Mars, about this big bounty. The guy's name was Pepelu...big tough kid that beat up the CEO of some company. Ten years younger then her. God, she was so old...36 is so old...
"Jet! I'm so OLD," she squealed sadly.
"For the last time, I KNOW."
She looked toward him, eyes flashing with fury. "You agree?!"
"So am I Faye!! Only one year has to pass by and I'll be offically a half a century old!!"
"That doesn't mean you have to agree!"
Jet sighed. There were times when he wanted to wipe that silly headband off her head and wrap it in a fatal position around her neck. This was one of those times. "Is that the only reason we came here? So you could torture me about your age?"
"No..." her furious expression changed, "I just wanted to see this place one more time before they blow it up."
His tone softened, "You've seen the place for three hours. You can't be here forever."
She stood up. "Let's go."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." He reached out to hug her, his adopted little sister. She cried into his shoulder as they walked towards the ship.
***
"...and now we present you our newest bounty, Pepelu! There isn't much info we can give you about the sporatic killing machine except that this person has a fondness for many bows and likes to fashion them in it's hair!!"
"Why do you keep saying 'it's'? Is it an alien, Wayne? Alien's are SOOOO scary!!!!"
"Nah, Jeanie girl, we don't know what gender it is. It may be female. It may be male. It may be both, it may be neither! We know nothin' but the way it styles it's hair!"
"I love stylin' my hair in bows!"
"Then I'm afraid I'll have to turn you in for that whoppin' 5 million, Pepelu!"
"Hee hee hee...oh, Wayne, you're such a lady killer!!! Kiss me, you wicked savage!!!!!"
"Gladly....grr......and that's the end of Big Shot! See y'all later!"
Jet covered his face in his hands as the credits rolled down the screen, the background filled with disturbing images. This was the first show of Big Shot after thirteen years. He was quite excited, it reminded him of the times the Bebop was filled with people. He hadn't expected this, pornographic events after the show.
"You're a dirty old man, y'know that Jet?"
Jet jumped out of his seat. He looked behind that, only to see Faye with her arms crossed and a raised eyebrow.
"I-it's not what you think!"
"Oh, so I'm just going to guess from their position they're cleaning the floor. REALLY, Jet!" she exclaimed.
"I-"
"Now I've seen everything!" she waved her arms about in the air, "Jet, old respectable Jet Black, getting his kicks out of porn!!!"
"WILL YOU LET ME SAY SOMETHING?!"
She crossed her arms again, and looked at him with a doubtful look on her face. "Go ahead."
"It's the first show in thirteen years of Big Shot! Don't you at least recognize the backgrounds?"
She rolled her eyes over to the screen, and saw the carboard small building that said 'saloon' on it. "It does look familiar."
"See! I didn't think it was going to end up...like this....although I did wonder why it was now an hour long instead of fifteen minutes..."
She frowned, "I think I know why. It's on the Hot and Heavy channel."
"WHAT?!" he screamed.
She pointed to the hologram in the corner of the screen, "See? It says right there. Hot and Heavy. You really are a perv, Jet..."
Faye started to walk off, nodding with a sigh. Jet began to get desperate. "FAYE!!!! I didn't mean to!! Let me explain myself!!!"
"Tsk, tsk, naughty boy."
"Whatever. I'm going to go out and get Pepelu." He got up, and began to walk towards the door.
"JET!!! Wait for me! I wanna go!" She scurried off into her room, "I'll be out in five seconds."
He sighed, letting his body slump to the floor. In Faye time, that was five hours. "Damn...."
***
Finally, after five hours, twelve minutes and thirteen seconds of tossing clothes out of the closet, preening, and feeding the goldfish, Faye was finally ready to leave. Jet looked up from his book, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, with a cautious look in his eye. "Ready?" His voice was a little edgy. He had been waiting for awhile, and Jet Black was not a patient man.
He flinched, waiting for the moment to get something thrown at him. He had yelled at her a few times, and usually after all of this Faye would pick up anything her reach and throw it at him.
She didn't respond, just walked past him towards the door. He gave out a happy sigh.
They walked for awhile, down the sidewalks of Mars. People running through the streets always in a hurry. That's what they always seemed like, never stopping for a minute to pause and smell the flowers.
Of course, there are no flowers in Mars, but that's beside the point.
Jet began to get worried. Faye hadn't said anything, deep in thought on their way down the street looking for an individual engulfed in bows.
After a few streets, Faye stopped and simply stuck her foot out into the pavement. A red haired human fell straight into the hot surface, screaming from the heat and scrambled to get up. Jet immediately noticed the dozens of pink bows in the person's hair, pinning it down to the ground.
"Pepelu?"
"Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky the FOURTH!!!" it sang happily.
Faye snapped out of her trance--caused by toxic fumes of old make up, "ED?!"
"Jet person! Let go! Let go!!" He let go, then was kicked out of the way by Faye who immediately hugged the squealing Ed. "Hiii Faye person!" Faye moved back from her embrace, to get a good look at the once rambunctious adolescant. She still had the same yellow bouncy eyes, but her hair had gotten too uncontrollable--so that would explain the bows. She wore a black tank top, less revealing then her old white one, and jeans that cut off right below her knee. 'Ed...'
Jet rubbed his sore spot on his head where Faye kicked him, "Ed...why do they have a bounty on you?"
"I kicked the CEO in the head with Jazzy 'cause he was going to blow up our home," Ed plainly said.
Jet stood up, brushing dust off of his legs. "Right...who's Jazzy?"
Ed's face became straight, serious, which was kind of frightening because the old Ed never had a look like that on her face. "Spike person's daughter, of course." She smiled suddenly, full of insanity.
Faye and Jet fainted at the spot.
Author's Note: This..."Child of the Fuzzball", is mainly a humor fic about Spike and Julia's kid named Jasmine. I don't know if it's really a 'humor' fic, but since whenever I write I somehow include something outrageous it shall be humorous! WA HA HA! It's my first cowboy bebop fanfic, so be happy. Oh yeah, and if it gets a little confusing, this big construction company is going to blow up Earth, for reason that will be identified later. TA TA! *blows kisses*
Oh yeah, and this is important:
"..." THE CHARACTER IS SPEAKING!
'...' THE CHARACTER IS THINKING!
... THE CHARACTER IS DOING STUFF! (as in action people, not crack)
The day was old, the light was fading as the sun inched toward the horizon. Faye watched it, her eyes narrowed from staring at the brightness of the sun. She was standing by a proud stone lion, water pouring out of it's mouth into the shimmering waters. "I can't believe I'm here again."
She sat by the lion, drumming her fingers over the smooth hard surface. 'That lunkhead. He never knew how important he was to me. And now this place, it's going to leave me too....just like he did.'
The lion just stood, looking ahead with no life in it's eyes.
'You're so lucky, that you're just stone. You don't have to deal with feelings, with...debts.' she scoffed.
"Hey, Faye! Are you ready to go yet?" She looked up from her dreamworld. Jet wanted to go to Mars, about this big bounty. The guy's name was Pepelu...big tough kid that beat up the CEO of some company. Ten years younger then her. God, she was so old...36 is so old...
"Jet! I'm so OLD," she squealed sadly.
"For the last time, I KNOW."
She looked toward him, eyes flashing with fury. "You agree?!"
"So am I Faye!! Only one year has to pass by and I'll be offically a half a century old!!"
"That doesn't mean you have to agree!"
Jet sighed. There were times when he wanted to wipe that silly headband off her head and wrap it in a fatal position around her neck. This was one of those times. "Is that the only reason we came here? So you could torture me about your age?"
"No..." her furious expression changed, "I just wanted to see this place one more time before they blow it up."
His tone softened, "You've seen the place for three hours. You can't be here forever."
She stood up. "Let's go."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." He reached out to hug her, his adopted little sister. She cried into his shoulder as they walked towards the ship.
***
"...and now we present you our newest bounty, Pepelu! There isn't much info we can give you about the sporatic killing machine except that this person has a fondness for many bows and likes to fashion them in it's hair!!"
"Why do you keep saying 'it's'? Is it an alien, Wayne? Alien's are SOOOO scary!!!!"
"Nah, Jeanie girl, we don't know what gender it is. It may be female. It may be male. It may be both, it may be neither! We know nothin' but the way it styles it's hair!"
"I love stylin' my hair in bows!"
"Then I'm afraid I'll have to turn you in for that whoppin' 5 million, Pepelu!"
"Hee hee hee...oh, Wayne, you're such a lady killer!!! Kiss me, you wicked savage!!!!!"
"Gladly....grr......and that's the end of Big Shot! See y'all later!"
Jet covered his face in his hands as the credits rolled down the screen, the background filled with disturbing images. This was the first show of Big Shot after thirteen years. He was quite excited, it reminded him of the times the Bebop was filled with people. He hadn't expected this, pornographic events after the show.
"You're a dirty old man, y'know that Jet?"
Jet jumped out of his seat. He looked behind that, only to see Faye with her arms crossed and a raised eyebrow.
"I-it's not what you think!"
"Oh, so I'm just going to guess from their position they're cleaning the floor. REALLY, Jet!" she exclaimed.
"I-"
"Now I've seen everything!" she waved her arms about in the air, "Jet, old respectable Jet Black, getting his kicks out of porn!!!"
"WILL YOU LET ME SAY SOMETHING?!"
She crossed her arms again, and looked at him with a doubtful look on her face. "Go ahead."
"It's the first show in thirteen years of Big Shot! Don't you at least recognize the backgrounds?"
She rolled her eyes over to the screen, and saw the carboard small building that said 'saloon' on it. "It does look familiar."
"See! I didn't think it was going to end up...like this....although I did wonder why it was now an hour long instead of fifteen minutes..."
She frowned, "I think I know why. It's on the Hot and Heavy channel."
"WHAT?!" he screamed.
She pointed to the hologram in the corner of the screen, "See? It says right there. Hot and Heavy. You really are a perv, Jet..."
Faye started to walk off, nodding with a sigh. Jet began to get desperate. "FAYE!!!! I didn't mean to!! Let me explain myself!!!"
"Tsk, tsk, naughty boy."
"Whatever. I'm going to go out and get Pepelu." He got up, and began to walk towards the door.
"JET!!! Wait for me! I wanna go!" She scurried off into her room, "I'll be out in five seconds."
He sighed, letting his body slump to the floor. In Faye time, that was five hours. "Damn...."
***
Finally, after five hours, twelve minutes and thirteen seconds of tossing clothes out of the closet, preening, and feeding the goldfish, Faye was finally ready to leave. Jet looked up from his book, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, with a cautious look in his eye. "Ready?" His voice was a little edgy. He had been waiting for awhile, and Jet Black was not a patient man.
He flinched, waiting for the moment to get something thrown at him. He had yelled at her a few times, and usually after all of this Faye would pick up anything her reach and throw it at him.
She didn't respond, just walked past him towards the door. He gave out a happy sigh.
They walked for awhile, down the sidewalks of Mars. People running through the streets always in a hurry. That's what they always seemed like, never stopping for a minute to pause and smell the flowers.
Of course, there are no flowers in Mars, but that's beside the point.
Jet began to get worried. Faye hadn't said anything, deep in thought on their way down the street looking for an individual engulfed in bows.
After a few streets, Faye stopped and simply stuck her foot out into the pavement. A red haired human fell straight into the hot surface, screaming from the heat and scrambled to get up. Jet immediately noticed the dozens of pink bows in the person's hair, pinning it down to the ground.
"Pepelu?"
"Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky the FOURTH!!!" it sang happily.
Faye snapped out of her trance--caused by toxic fumes of old make up, "ED?!"
"Jet person! Let go! Let go!!" He let go, then was kicked out of the way by Faye who immediately hugged the squealing Ed. "Hiii Faye person!" Faye moved back from her embrace, to get a good look at the once rambunctious adolescant. She still had the same yellow bouncy eyes, but her hair had gotten too uncontrollable--so that would explain the bows. She wore a black tank top, less revealing then her old white one, and jeans that cut off right below her knee. 'Ed...'
Jet rubbed his sore spot on his head where Faye kicked him, "Ed...why do they have a bounty on you?"
"I kicked the CEO in the head with Jazzy 'cause he was going to blow up our home," Ed plainly said.
Jet stood up, brushing dust off of his legs. "Right...who's Jazzy?"
Ed's face became straight, serious, which was kind of frightening because the old Ed never had a look like that on her face. "Spike person's daughter, of course." She smiled suddenly, full of insanity.
Faye and Jet fainted at the spot.
