A/N: Christ, this writer's block is starting to destroy my mind!! Lol...I see my story traffic is declining so I really hope you like this chapter. I'm beginning to emerge out of this block, hopefully as a stronger writer. The next chapter will be up *EXTRA* soon. So Enjoy!

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Camilla and Jet gave each other excited, wide smiles.

"I wonder what happened between them when we were gone." Camilla whispered as they walked up to the front door of the Bebop.

"I hope this plan works." Jet responded as he put the key into the door and opened it.

"HOW IS IT A BUILD-A-BEAR IF IT'S A TIGER?!" Spike screamed to the top of his lungs.

"IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT ANIMAL IT IS! HE WENT TO BUILD-A-BEAR AND JUST MADE A TIGER FOR ME!" Faye yelled back, matching her voice with his.

"That's just stupid."

"YOU'RE STUPID. BUILD-A-BEAR HAS NUMEROUS THINGS YOU CAN MAKE! IT'S NOT JUST ABOUT BEARS!"

"THEN WHY THE HELL IS IT CALLED BUILD-A-BEAR?! BECAUSE THEY SELL BEARS THAT YOU CAN BUILD!!! NOT TIGERS!!!!"

Camilla and Jet were horrified. They stood in the doorway, watching their friends get into each other's faces and about to claw each other's eyeballs out over the concept of Build-A-Bear.

Faye put her finger in Spike's face. "You know what, you're a stubborn asshole."

Spike grabbed Faye's finger and kissed it. "Why, thank you, miss. I was hoping you'd understand."

Faye snatched her finger from Spike's grasp and walked towards the front door of the Bebop, pushing in between Camilla and Jet as she left.

Camilla ran to Spike who was standing by the couch, watching Faye leave. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?"

"It's her fault." Spike responded, flopping onto the couch and turning the television on. "She shouldn't have told me about her ex boyfriend giving her a build-a-bear for their anniversary. It's stupid. How's a build-a-bear a tiger when it's clearly called build-a-BEAR?"

Camilla and Jet exchanged bewildered looks.

"Spike, you are the craziest man that I know." Camilla ran into her room. "AND I MEAN IT IN A BAD WAY!" She added, slamming the door behind her.

Spike shrugged, tilting his head back and yawning.

"You know, that was a little over the top." Jet added, scratching his head and walking to the couch.

"I'm an over the top guy. What can I say?"

Jet shook his head and walked into Camilla's room to try to comfort her.

As soon as Jet closed the door behind him, Spike smiled to himself, knowing exactly what he was doing and happy that the plan was working great so far.

"Well, you're quite the actor, Mr. Spiegel." Faye said, smiling at her new accomplice.

"Eh, I like fuckin' with their heads."

Faye and Spike had gone to a jazz club later that night to celebrate their first day of fooling Camilla and Jet. Faye was gorgeous in a short, black strapless dress with black pumps and silver dangly earrings. The back of her hair was pulled back into a neat bun while the front hung down as bangs. Spike was equally handsome, in a black suit, white undershirt, black tie and black dress shoes.

"Camilla called me right after I left, apologizing for your bad behavior."

"Oh, yeah?" Spike responded, taking a sip from his glass of red wine.

"Yeah. It was quite funny but I didn't wanna give anything away."

"Those guys are really in need of a reality check."

Faye shook her head, as she watched the musicians onstage.

"Hello, sir." The waiter walked behind Spike and Faye holding a bottle of red wine. "Would you and your wife like another glass?"

"We're not married." Faye immediately stated, slowly looking at Spike afterwards.

The waiter laughed. "Okay, well I'll fill your glasses, anyways." The waiter quickly filled the glasses and walked away.

Faye nervously smiled at Spike. She took a sip from her wine glass. "Maybe we should go."

"Why?"

Faye looked around the club, nervously. "Well, people are starting to think that we're married."

Spike shook his head. "Faye. You didn't rub me as the type of woman who cared about what people thought."

Faye tried to speak but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't say a word.

"Shhh. How about we further their suspicion?"

Faye looked at Spike, confused. "What?"

Spike pulled his chair closer to Faye's. "Spike, what are you doing?"

"We've already fooled Camilla and Jet. Why not fool everybody in this club?"

Faye finished her drink, stood up, grabbed her things and exited to jazz club. Spike quickly followed.

Faye and Spike were now walking down the drunken filled sidewalks of earth, laughing and chatting with each other about past mistakes and pranks.

Faye let out a hearty laugh. "You really are crazy, Spike."

"I've heard worse." Spike smiled, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

"No, really. Who would do that to their best friend?"

Spike put up his hand in defense. "Hey. Jet and I've been through a lot together. There were no hard feelings."

"I see that." Faye responded, glancing at Spike. For a short minute there, her heart jumped. Faye immediately looked back forward, trying to forget about it.

"Oh, God." Spike began unbuttoning his jacket. "I really wanna get out of this damn suit." Spike pulled his jacket off and swung it over his shoulder. Faye's heart jumped twice. She patted her heart hard, hoping it wasn't what she thought it was. It couldn't be. She couldn't start developing feelings…for Spike?! They were friends and they just met!

"Spike, I'm gonna call it a night. I'm exhausted."

"Ah, tryin' skip out on me now, huh?"

"Did you call Spike to let him know that we won't be home?"

"It seems like his phone is turned off."

Camilla and Jet were on their way out for dinner, driving down a random road.

"Call him again!" Jet insisted eagerly.

Camilla hit the call button twice, waiting until it said Calling…Spike to place her cell phone up to her ear.

"Hey, It's Spike. You know what to do." BEEP

Jet entered a road full of bars as Camilla hung the phone up again. "He's not answering. His phone is turned off completely."

"Dammit, Spike. I hate when he does that!"

Camilla crossed her arms across her chest, shaking her head. "Further reason why he needs his own pla-hey…wait a minute."

Jet immediately stopped the car.

Camilla spotted a man and woman walking. The man was very tall and abnormally lanky with wild, green hair. The woman was tall, though not taller than the man, with a short, violet bob and a well-proportioned body. The man was in a black suit and the woman was wearing a short black dress and black pumps. Camilla quickly shot her arm across Jet's face, pointing to the couple.

"Is-is that Spike right there?!"

"Camilla don't be-THAT IS SPIKE!"

"WITH….FAYE?!"

A/N: Damn! Did they get caught already??? Find out in the next chapter! (God, I've always wanted to say that! XD)