Let me explain the lack of updates.
I'm lazy.
And now the conclusion of the story.
Chapter 5...
(Jet POV)
"Yeeeaaarrgh," I yelled as I doged a barrage of missles. This guy had enough ammo to take down the entire Bebop. Heck, he had more than that. I watched as my paint burned away from the plasma gun's shot. It was a good thing that I had turned off my communicator. Ed shouldn't hear all this cursing...
Once Darryl was finished showing off his huge guns, I fired my grappling hook at the plasma cannon and ripped it off. I turned on my communicator just to hear Darryl cursing.
Again, thereputic.
"Jet!!! You will die, FULL ASSULT."
He pressed a button that fired off all of his machine guns and missles at once...
Too bad he forgot to aim.
Too bad the Classical was right behind me.
Too bad that Darrryl had alot of ammo.
The remains of the Classical went flying off into space. I waved good-bye, then went back to fighting Darryl.
(Spike POV)
I watched as the Classical became a huge fireball.
"What an idiot."
Faye saw it and smiled. "Good-bye Starlet."
Ed put on the usual huge smile and said, "You could not beat me Johny, for I am Piyoko powered."
Ein barked.
I watched as Jet went head on towards the Hammerhead III (what was this guy's obsesion with our ships?). They each fired their grappling hooks, and, well caught each other's grappling hooks. They pulled together and locked their claws together. Darryl blasted his engine and the two ships started spining.
"Jet, what the hell are you doing?" I yelled.
"Don't worry," he yelled, "I've got a plan."
"What's plan is that, are you trying to make him throw up?" Faye yelled.
"You'll see."
Jet turned off his communicator.
"Two tangoing idiots." Faye said.
(Jet POV)
I let Darryl go nuts on his throttle. I was gonna get him. All of a sudden we started to slow down.
I smiled and said, "Out of gas?"
I heard that same laughable whimper.
Then, I punched my throttle spinning us in the oppisite direction. When we got up to full speed I opened the grappling arm, realeasing him. He then proceeded to spin wildly towards the Earth.
Now that, was thereputic.
I landed back on the Bebop. I came up to the cockpit, thinking I would get handshakes and a pat on the back.
I should have known better.
First thing said to me was, "So Jet, when the hell can we get moving already."
I sighed, closed my eyes and said, "Well, with more damage to the Bebop, the Swordfish and the Redtail totaled, repairing the hacking done to the Bebop, the fact that Ed's Tomato is smoking, and my Hammerhead is pretty beat up, I'd say six weeks of repairs."
Spike and Faye yelled, "SIX WEEKS!!!"
I looked up and said, "Well... if I had some help it would only take about a week and half."
There was a pause.
Spike walked off saying, "Six weeks isn't too bad."
Faye followed him, "I've always wanted a long vacation."
I sighed.
Like I said, things were pretty peaceful. Well, peaceful for the Bebop anyway.
There is no rest for the restless...
I'm lazy.
And now the conclusion of the story.
Chapter 5...
(Jet POV)
"Yeeeaaarrgh," I yelled as I doged a barrage of missles. This guy had enough ammo to take down the entire Bebop. Heck, he had more than that. I watched as my paint burned away from the plasma gun's shot. It was a good thing that I had turned off my communicator. Ed shouldn't hear all this cursing...
Once Darryl was finished showing off his huge guns, I fired my grappling hook at the plasma cannon and ripped it off. I turned on my communicator just to hear Darryl cursing.
Again, thereputic.
"Jet!!! You will die, FULL ASSULT."
He pressed a button that fired off all of his machine guns and missles at once...
Too bad he forgot to aim.
Too bad the Classical was right behind me.
Too bad that Darrryl had alot of ammo.
The remains of the Classical went flying off into space. I waved good-bye, then went back to fighting Darryl.
(Spike POV)
I watched as the Classical became a huge fireball.
"What an idiot."
Faye saw it and smiled. "Good-bye Starlet."
Ed put on the usual huge smile and said, "You could not beat me Johny, for I am Piyoko powered."
Ein barked.
I watched as Jet went head on towards the Hammerhead III (what was this guy's obsesion with our ships?). They each fired their grappling hooks, and, well caught each other's grappling hooks. They pulled together and locked their claws together. Darryl blasted his engine and the two ships started spining.
"Jet, what the hell are you doing?" I yelled.
"Don't worry," he yelled, "I've got a plan."
"What's plan is that, are you trying to make him throw up?" Faye yelled.
"You'll see."
Jet turned off his communicator.
"Two tangoing idiots." Faye said.
(Jet POV)
I let Darryl go nuts on his throttle. I was gonna get him. All of a sudden we started to slow down.
I smiled and said, "Out of gas?"
I heard that same laughable whimper.
Then, I punched my throttle spinning us in the oppisite direction. When we got up to full speed I opened the grappling arm, realeasing him. He then proceeded to spin wildly towards the Earth.
Now that, was thereputic.
I landed back on the Bebop. I came up to the cockpit, thinking I would get handshakes and a pat on the back.
I should have known better.
First thing said to me was, "So Jet, when the hell can we get moving already."
I sighed, closed my eyes and said, "Well, with more damage to the Bebop, the Swordfish and the Redtail totaled, repairing the hacking done to the Bebop, the fact that Ed's Tomato is smoking, and my Hammerhead is pretty beat up, I'd say six weeks of repairs."
Spike and Faye yelled, "SIX WEEKS!!!"
I looked up and said, "Well... if I had some help it would only take about a week and half."
There was a pause.
Spike walked off saying, "Six weeks isn't too bad."
Faye followed him, "I've always wanted a long vacation."
I sighed.
Like I said, things were pretty peaceful. Well, peaceful for the Bebop anyway.
There is no rest for the restless...