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Adventures in Wonderland
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by Gypsy Rose
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
1 | Vertical Epilepsy
2 | Cold Thai Noodles
3 | Red-Heeled Shoes
4 | Disorderly Conduct
5 | Wanted, Wanted: Garbageman
6 | Broken Eggshells
7 | Naming the Baby
8 | Oh La La, Comme-ci Comme-ca
9 | El Chupacabra
10 | Pollen, Dust, and Roses
11 | Death on Two Legs
12 | Post-Nasal Drip
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(note: this story takes place after the final episode of the Cowboy Bebop series, 'The Real Folk Blues, pt. 2)
Chapter One
Vertical Epilepsy
It was midnight. A smokey, shady, neon part of town.
A place where the slums of society preyed on any outsider that came their way;
like a grungy, scrawny dog that refuses to leave its run down home, though everyone has long forgotten it.
The Butterfly Motel wasn't any different, a squat building with peeling red paint, a thugish, dirty looking man at the front desk, and a funky odor- but it was cheap.
Faye Valentine and Spike Spiegel had rented a room, 202, second floor; and they sat inside, on the bed, shoeless and playing poker.
"You cheated!"
"Damn it! I did not!"
"Hey hey hey, I saw you, I'm not blind, woman!"
Faye hissed at him.
"I saved your sorry hide! You would be rotting in that dirty prison cell if I hadn't rescued you!"
"Pfft. They had nothing on me."
"Nothing!? What the heck were you doing in jail then?"
"That officer over there was pretty cute."
Faye touched her forehead lightly, "That wasn't the question you know."
"I was... Healing."
"So how bad was your wound anyway?"
"Sword wounds are pretty damn painful."
"Yeah... figured."
"I thought I'd die. I was ready."
"We thought you were dead. Spike... It was pretty bad... Jet."
"You just left him didn't you?"
"Obviously. It broke my heart Spike, but I had to leave- it was creeping me out."
"Man, you're cold."
"Damn it! You weren't there Spike! The old man... he... he... I don't know... He absolutely digressed, broke down, total emotional breakdown. I could see it in his eyes, but still he was so silent, and detached, never said anything... anything he was feeling at all!"
"Well whaddaya know? Old man loved me after all."
"You surprised Spike?"
"Don't know what to think really."
Faye lit a cigarette, and quickly opened a window, dispelling some of the smoke from the room, then sat back down next to Spike.
"Pft- since when do you open windows Faye?"
"Cigarettes are really bad for you, you know? After you almost died- I figured maybe I shouldn't be so eager to throw lives away..."
"Then quit. The window doesn't help you any."
"Doesn't hurt any either."
"Anyway minx, how did you get me out of that trap in the first place?"
"Oh it's a secret," said Faye, with a sly grin on her face.
"Tell me!"
"It was all very clever of me."
"No doubt, you're a crafty little fox."
Faye shook her head, shooting him a hard look.
"You almost sacrificed your life over a woman, you know that right?"
"Julia, wasn't... just a woman."
"She's gone?"
"Yeah."
"Sorry... Spike..."
"It's okay Faye."
Faye turned her head away slightly, she hadn't meant... to hurt him like that, to reopen old wounds.
But it's not like he cared about her, he never asked her, who she was, and who she used to be.
Faye Faye had saved him because she simply hadn't wanted to see him die- and now she had no idea what they'd do, it was obvious they couldn't go back to Jet, he wouldn't take them. They had gone through so much together- too much, she guessed. Too much pain and trouble came out of two people searching out their pasts.
But then again, both of their pasts were gone now...
Spike had killed his, and Faye's had just disappeared- like dust in the wind.
She put down another winning hand; Spike groaned and threw down his cards.
"Lucky for me that the prison took all of my money."
"Rematch when you've got some!"
"I'm not insane, you're either good at this- or quite a good cheater."
"I guess it's one way to make a living..."
"Speaking of that... what are we going to do? I'm not living in this place more than one night."
"And you think I am? I mean- eww... this place is pretty gross."
Spike laughed loudly, lying back on the bed.
"Hey Spike! I'm the woman, I get the bed! Haven't you ever heard of chivalry?"
"I've heard about it."
"So get on the couch!"
"No reason we can't share the bed, I don't have cooties."
Faye burst out laughing, and threw him a pillow and blanket.
"Thanks, but I prefer to sleep alone."
Spike looked down in disgust at the little couch at the side of the room, it seemed to have been yellow once- but after years of filth, stain, and decay, it had managed to take on a sickly green shade.
"This isn't nice Faye."
"If you have the money, go to a better hotel."
Spike shook his head, spread the pink blanket over the couch, turned off the light, and lay down; feet sticking out at the end of the couch, drumming the flowery wall.
"You never told me how you got me out of ISSP prison, eh?"
"You want to know?"
"Obviously."
"It's a long story..."
"Even if it wasn't, you'd make it one."
"I wish you were more grateful."
"Careful what you wish for Miss Valentine!"
"I don't see anything wrong with a little gratitude..."
"You're an odd one."
"Oh no... I think you're confusing me with yourself Spiegel. Now if you'd like to hear my story of courage and triumph is the face of adversity, shut up!"
"Faye Faye Goes to Prison."
"Just visiting."
FIN.
(for now)
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AUTHOR'S NOTES:
well, that's it for the first chapter! I have the next few written out in my notebook, so they should be coming out as soon as I have time to type it out!
I'd really appreciate it if you'd review! I promise I'll try to make the next chapters more interesting than this one!
I hope you've liked it ^_^
Gypsy Rose
DISCLAIMER:
Cowboy Bebop and all related characters do not belong to me, and are used with a purely fan fictional purpose.
Adventures in Wonderland
+++++++++++++++++++++++
by Gypsy Rose
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
1 | Vertical Epilepsy
2 | Cold Thai Noodles
3 | Red-Heeled Shoes
4 | Disorderly Conduct
5 | Wanted, Wanted: Garbageman
6 | Broken Eggshells
7 | Naming the Baby
8 | Oh La La, Comme-ci Comme-ca
9 | El Chupacabra
10 | Pollen, Dust, and Roses
11 | Death on Two Legs
12 | Post-Nasal Drip
--------------------------------------------------
(note: this story takes place after the final episode of the Cowboy Bebop series, 'The Real Folk Blues, pt. 2)
Chapter One
Vertical Epilepsy
It was midnight. A smokey, shady, neon part of town.
A place where the slums of society preyed on any outsider that came their way;
like a grungy, scrawny dog that refuses to leave its run down home, though everyone has long forgotten it.
The Butterfly Motel wasn't any different, a squat building with peeling red paint, a thugish, dirty looking man at the front desk, and a funky odor- but it was cheap.
Faye Valentine and Spike Spiegel had rented a room, 202, second floor; and they sat inside, on the bed, shoeless and playing poker.
"You cheated!"
"Damn it! I did not!"
"Hey hey hey, I saw you, I'm not blind, woman!"
Faye hissed at him.
"I saved your sorry hide! You would be rotting in that dirty prison cell if I hadn't rescued you!"
"Pfft. They had nothing on me."
"Nothing!? What the heck were you doing in jail then?"
"That officer over there was pretty cute."
Faye touched her forehead lightly, "That wasn't the question you know."
"I was... Healing."
"So how bad was your wound anyway?"
"Sword wounds are pretty damn painful."
"Yeah... figured."
"I thought I'd die. I was ready."
"We thought you were dead. Spike... It was pretty bad... Jet."
"You just left him didn't you?"
"Obviously. It broke my heart Spike, but I had to leave- it was creeping me out."
"Man, you're cold."
"Damn it! You weren't there Spike! The old man... he... he... I don't know... He absolutely digressed, broke down, total emotional breakdown. I could see it in his eyes, but still he was so silent, and detached, never said anything... anything he was feeling at all!"
"Well whaddaya know? Old man loved me after all."
"You surprised Spike?"
"Don't know what to think really."
Faye lit a cigarette, and quickly opened a window, dispelling some of the smoke from the room, then sat back down next to Spike.
"Pft- since when do you open windows Faye?"
"Cigarettes are really bad for you, you know? After you almost died- I figured maybe I shouldn't be so eager to throw lives away..."
"Then quit. The window doesn't help you any."
"Doesn't hurt any either."
"Anyway minx, how did you get me out of that trap in the first place?"
"Oh it's a secret," said Faye, with a sly grin on her face.
"Tell me!"
"It was all very clever of me."
"No doubt, you're a crafty little fox."
Faye shook her head, shooting him a hard look.
"You almost sacrificed your life over a woman, you know that right?"
"Julia, wasn't... just a woman."
"She's gone?"
"Yeah."
"Sorry... Spike..."
"It's okay Faye."
Faye turned her head away slightly, she hadn't meant... to hurt him like that, to reopen old wounds.
But it's not like he cared about her, he never asked her, who she was, and who she used to be.
Faye Faye had saved him because she simply hadn't wanted to see him die- and now she had no idea what they'd do, it was obvious they couldn't go back to Jet, he wouldn't take them. They had gone through so much together- too much, she guessed. Too much pain and trouble came out of two people searching out their pasts.
But then again, both of their pasts were gone now...
Spike had killed his, and Faye's had just disappeared- like dust in the wind.
She put down another winning hand; Spike groaned and threw down his cards.
"Lucky for me that the prison took all of my money."
"Rematch when you've got some!"
"I'm not insane, you're either good at this- or quite a good cheater."
"I guess it's one way to make a living..."
"Speaking of that... what are we going to do? I'm not living in this place more than one night."
"And you think I am? I mean- eww... this place is pretty gross."
Spike laughed loudly, lying back on the bed.
"Hey Spike! I'm the woman, I get the bed! Haven't you ever heard of chivalry?"
"I've heard about it."
"So get on the couch!"
"No reason we can't share the bed, I don't have cooties."
Faye burst out laughing, and threw him a pillow and blanket.
"Thanks, but I prefer to sleep alone."
Spike looked down in disgust at the little couch at the side of the room, it seemed to have been yellow once- but after years of filth, stain, and decay, it had managed to take on a sickly green shade.
"This isn't nice Faye."
"If you have the money, go to a better hotel."
Spike shook his head, spread the pink blanket over the couch, turned off the light, and lay down; feet sticking out at the end of the couch, drumming the flowery wall.
"You never told me how you got me out of ISSP prison, eh?"
"You want to know?"
"Obviously."
"It's a long story..."
"Even if it wasn't, you'd make it one."
"I wish you were more grateful."
"Careful what you wish for Miss Valentine!"
"I don't see anything wrong with a little gratitude..."
"You're an odd one."
"Oh no... I think you're confusing me with yourself Spiegel. Now if you'd like to hear my story of courage and triumph is the face of adversity, shut up!"
"Faye Faye Goes to Prison."
"Just visiting."
FIN.
(for now)
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
well, that's it for the first chapter! I have the next few written out in my notebook, so they should be coming out as soon as I have time to type it out!
I'd really appreciate it if you'd review! I promise I'll try to make the next chapters more interesting than this one!
I hope you've liked it ^_^
Gypsy Rose
DISCLAIMER:
Cowboy Bebop and all related characters do not belong to me, and are used with a purely fan fictional purpose.
