For Whom the Bell Tolls
The day Spike came home Jet handed me a small gold bell.
"What's this for?" I studied the small gold object with the black handle.
"For Spike of course, he'll need it to call his nurse."
"Spike's nurse..but who?"
When I caught Jet smiling, I knew what he was thinking.
"Oh no Jet, if you think I'm taking care of him..." I put the bell back into his large hand.
"Look Faye, one of us has to take care of him, and one of us needs to hunt the bounties, and the way I see it, you took the responsibilities of this as soon as you made the call to save his life. Besides, the medical bills are becoming catostrophic, and unlike you, I don't run away from my debts."
We stared each other down for a few moments, but I was to tired to argue with him so I just gave in. Besides, Jet would be out busting his ass all day and I would get to stay home. Secretly I was happy, but I wouldn't let Jet know that.
"Fine." I growled as I snatched the bell back from him. "How hard could this be?"
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The first few days, Spike spent most of the time sleeping. I would usually just lounge around reading my fashion magazines or watch tv waiting for him to ring the bell.
*ding-ding*
I sighed, threw down the magazine and went to his room.
"Yes, Spike?" I crossed my arms.
"I'm hungry, I'll have some Bacon and Eggs please."
"Bacon and Eggs huh? Ok."
That was simple enough.
I ravaged through the fridge for the ingredients. We had 1 package of bacon and only had two eggs left and they were way past expiration..Maybe I shouldn't have made the eggs, but then again, he'd never know. That guy had a cast iron stomach.
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
"Yeah, I'm coming Spike!"
I whipped up the meal as best as I could, and I even fashioned the two eggs and strips of bacon into a smiley face. Then I remembered who I was making this for and I scrambled the food around the plate. I broke one of the eggs by accident, and the yellow yolk oozed all over the bacon.
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
That bell was going to be a BIG problem.
"Enjoy." I plopped the plate on the tray set up next to his bed.
"Umm..Faye?"
"What it is Spike?" I sighed.
"I asked for Bacon and Eggs," his face was srunched up and he was cautiously inspecting the plate's contents as if I poisoned them.
"And that's what I made for you."
"No, you made me soggy meat strips and eggs that smell like they've been expired since you were a kid!"
"Well that's all we can afford right now! So eat it or I will!"
I would have too..I've even eaten Ein's food before. I slammed Spike's door and plopped back down on the ugly yellow couch.
Jet really needed to redecorate this place.
I switched on the tv to watch some cheesey daytime drama.
Just as I was about to find out who fathered Wendee's baby..
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
"Yes, Spike?"
"Here you go, it was awful." He grinned at me, there was some egg yolk stuck to the side of his face. He was such a pig.
I yanked the plate from his hand and made my way to the kitchen where the plate would stay in the sink until Jet did the dishes.
I was just about to plop onto the couch again when..
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
"Jesus H-Christ!" I stomped over to his room, slammed open his door, grabbed the bell out of his hand and ran to the bathroom.
I dropped the bell into the toilet confident that it was small enough to be flushed. I wondered why the hell Jet had that little bell anyway.
*whoosh..chuga-chuga*
*chuga*
*chuga*
*chug..*
................................
*whooooooosh*
"Shit!"
The goddamn toilet overflowed. Now Jet was really going to be pissed. I could see it all now.
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"What happened Faye?" Jet would be rubbing the back of his neck
"I tried to flush Spike's bell down the toilet."
Cut to scene where Jet is strangling Faye much like Homer strangles Bart on the Simpsons.
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Well there was nothing I could do to fix it so I shut the door and went back to Spike's room.
I sat down next to him on his bed, I was still out of breath from running all around the ship and I needed a cigarette. I patted all over my body before I realized I had left them in my room.
"What did you want anyway?"
"Nothing.." he turned over to face the wall.
It was so unlike him, but I didn't care, it was probably his medication.
"Fine, just holler if you need something else." I blew the purple whisps of hair out of my eyes and headed towards the door.
"I'm supposed to be dead, you know."
I stopped dead in my tracks.
"Yeah, me too Spike."
I really needed a cigarette.
The day Spike came home Jet handed me a small gold bell.
"What's this for?" I studied the small gold object with the black handle.
"For Spike of course, he'll need it to call his nurse."
"Spike's nurse..but who?"
When I caught Jet smiling, I knew what he was thinking.
"Oh no Jet, if you think I'm taking care of him..." I put the bell back into his large hand.
"Look Faye, one of us has to take care of him, and one of us needs to hunt the bounties, and the way I see it, you took the responsibilities of this as soon as you made the call to save his life. Besides, the medical bills are becoming catostrophic, and unlike you, I don't run away from my debts."
We stared each other down for a few moments, but I was to tired to argue with him so I just gave in. Besides, Jet would be out busting his ass all day and I would get to stay home. Secretly I was happy, but I wouldn't let Jet know that.
"Fine." I growled as I snatched the bell back from him. "How hard could this be?"
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The first few days, Spike spent most of the time sleeping. I would usually just lounge around reading my fashion magazines or watch tv waiting for him to ring the bell.
*ding-ding*
I sighed, threw down the magazine and went to his room.
"Yes, Spike?" I crossed my arms.
"I'm hungry, I'll have some Bacon and Eggs please."
"Bacon and Eggs huh? Ok."
That was simple enough.
I ravaged through the fridge for the ingredients. We had 1 package of bacon and only had two eggs left and they were way past expiration..Maybe I shouldn't have made the eggs, but then again, he'd never know. That guy had a cast iron stomach.
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
"Yeah, I'm coming Spike!"
I whipped up the meal as best as I could, and I even fashioned the two eggs and strips of bacon into a smiley face. Then I remembered who I was making this for and I scrambled the food around the plate. I broke one of the eggs by accident, and the yellow yolk oozed all over the bacon.
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
That bell was going to be a BIG problem.
"Enjoy." I plopped the plate on the tray set up next to his bed.
"Umm..Faye?"
"What it is Spike?" I sighed.
"I asked for Bacon and Eggs," his face was srunched up and he was cautiously inspecting the plate's contents as if I poisoned them.
"And that's what I made for you."
"No, you made me soggy meat strips and eggs that smell like they've been expired since you were a kid!"
"Well that's all we can afford right now! So eat it or I will!"
I would have too..I've even eaten Ein's food before. I slammed Spike's door and plopped back down on the ugly yellow couch.
Jet really needed to redecorate this place.
I switched on the tv to watch some cheesey daytime drama.
Just as I was about to find out who fathered Wendee's baby..
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
"Yes, Spike?"
"Here you go, it was awful." He grinned at me, there was some egg yolk stuck to the side of his face. He was such a pig.
I yanked the plate from his hand and made my way to the kitchen where the plate would stay in the sink until Jet did the dishes.
I was just about to plop onto the couch again when..
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
*ding-ding*
"Jesus H-Christ!" I stomped over to his room, slammed open his door, grabbed the bell out of his hand and ran to the bathroom.
I dropped the bell into the toilet confident that it was small enough to be flushed. I wondered why the hell Jet had that little bell anyway.
*whoosh..chuga-chuga*
*chuga*
*chuga*
*chug..*
................................
*whooooooosh*
"Shit!"
The goddamn toilet overflowed. Now Jet was really going to be pissed. I could see it all now.
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"What happened Faye?" Jet would be rubbing the back of his neck
"I tried to flush Spike's bell down the toilet."
Cut to scene where Jet is strangling Faye much like Homer strangles Bart on the Simpsons.
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Well there was nothing I could do to fix it so I shut the door and went back to Spike's room.
I sat down next to him on his bed, I was still out of breath from running all around the ship and I needed a cigarette. I patted all over my body before I realized I had left them in my room.
"What did you want anyway?"
"Nothing.." he turned over to face the wall.
It was so unlike him, but I didn't care, it was probably his medication.
"Fine, just holler if you need something else." I blew the purple whisps of hair out of my eyes and headed towards the door.
"I'm supposed to be dead, you know."
I stopped dead in my tracks.
"Yeah, me too Spike."
I really needed a cigarette.