Disclaimer- I don't own Cowboy Bebop.

A/N– This takes place after Pierott Le Fou

The List

"I've changed my list Jet." Spike said. He was sitting on the couch, bandaged and still looking like a mummy.

"What list?" He replied, standing over the stove making bell peppers and beef. He wasn't really paying attention to what seemed like the only sane person on his ship. Then again, maybe Ed was because she was the only one who tended to make sense in some messed up, upside down, way.

"The list. Three things I particularly hate." He held his hand high enough so Jet could see over the back of the couch. "Animals," one finger, "Kids," two fingers, "And women with attitudes," he finished holding up the third and final finger.

"Oh," he replied. "That list."

"Yes." Spike replied, "That list."

Jet sighed, flipping the peppers more out of boredom than an actual need for them to be flipped. "Well then, lets here it Spike. Lets hear your new list."

"Over the past couple of years we've encountered a lot of shit." Of course Spike wouldn't make it easy. Oh, no he would make a little monologue of it, Jet though. "So I have changed my list. I hate animals, kids, women with attitudes, Blue Jays fans, radioactive meteors, fat sickos who have a beef with ISP, and small fry bounties that result in more debts than money."

"That's quite some list." Faye said, sitting down on Spikes bandaged legs. He yelped and she smiled, "I hate mummies. I hate men with huge egos. I hate kids with no gender. I hate debts." Spike threw her a look and she shrugged. "I figured we were saying our lists, so I just said mine."

"Faye, Faye hates genderless, genderless!" Ed yelled, slithering towards the kitchen attracked to the smell. "Spikey, Spike hates women!" Ed decided to keep on going, "Jet hates... Jet hates MONGOOSES!"

Everyone just stared at Ed, trying to figure out why Jet would hate mongooses. "Ed, shut up." Jet said, laying four plates on the table.

"What's for dinner?" Spike asked, kicking Faye off his legs.

"Bell peppers and beef." He replied, dolling out enough for everyone.

"Jet." Spike said, picking at his plate. Faye was staring at it also, and shrugged taking a fork full. Ed had already finished hers and was trying to steal so of Spike's, but he knocked her hand away.

Jet sighed, "Yes Spike?"

He picked up a forkful, and held it up for dramatic effect. "Bells peppers and beef usually has beef."

Jet put his head in his hands. "Do I really have to explain. You two lunkheads drained our funds!" He replied pointing the spatula accusingly at Spike and Faye.

"Jet."

"What!" He yelled grumpily.

"I changed my list agin. I hate all of those things and bell peppers without beef." Spike said putting down his plate.

"I hate men who complain, kids who say I hate mongooses, and woman who hate mummies!" He yelled, storming out of the room.

"What's his problem?" Faye asked.

"I have no idea." Spike replied.

"MONGOOSES!"