Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop.
Author's Note: Word of the week was 'grouch'. Not my best work but I can't imagine there being much of a christmas spirit on the Bebop and I can imagine it upping Spike's angst quite considerably. Love it or hate it, tell me what you think.
Grouch
Jet eyed the sofa speculatively, before beating a strategic retreat to his room, grabbing Ed by her arms. It might be Christmas, but there was clearly no Christmas spirit inside the Bebop, if the shrill argumentative tones were anything to go by.
Spike watched Faye with a sardonic smile, getting a perverse satisfaction from the reaction his vitriol was getting.
Pushing her to her breaking point, his smile grew more genuine as he heard her mutter 'fuck, what the hell died up his arse and made him the ghost of grouchy Scrooge?' and watched her storm off with lewd appreciation.