This is the continuation of the fanfiction series that I started with the small
prelude called "Cowboy Bebop: Cowboy's Don't Sing Dirges." You must have been
remotely interested in what I had written so far to have a look at this, so I'll
just keep going in the direction that I started. Again I wrote this to the same
songs, and it still helps... Oh, and by the way, I probably won't add too many
smoking scenes unless they are really dramatic, since I assume that everyone
(except Ed) smokes more than most chimneys.
Anyway, I do not own or claim to own any of the characters, and they are the
property of their respective creators and rights owners. Until I can find an
official contiuation of the series, I'll just have to make my own. If the
authorities eventually start to crack down on fanfiction, then I'll just
tell them that it was the six-fingered man.
So here it is:
=================================================================================
Cowboy Bebop:
Tomorrow Only Seems Dark
=================================================================================
The sun overhead was not letting up, and Ed found herself trying to hitchhike on
a desert road after her scooter gave out a few miles back. Apparently, after
carrying Ed and Ein a few hundred miles throught the sand, it ran out of gas
and the engine blew. Anyway, there hadn't been any cars for at least an hour, and
it would be even longer since nothing appeared on the horizon.
Ed: Water...
Ein barked in agreement, and they both sat there as time apparently decided to
stand still. Later, Ein got out of the little carrying bag that Ed had on her back
and sniffed at the small computer that was laying at his side as it started to
collect sand.
Ed saw what Ein was up to and proceeded to shake out a few handfulls of sand
that had collected in the fans. After a few good shakes, sand stopped slowly
pouring out of the computer and Ed set it back down where it started collecting
more sand as the wind blew a little.
Ed: Vacation stinks...
---
Meanwhile...
After getting enough money for gas and for the trip,The Bebop had just left a
nearby jump gate, and Faye and Jet were trying to figure out if there was a
bounty that was worth enough to keep them going. However, the their choices were
severely limited. The only one that surpased the 1 million mark was a bounty that
had no listed appearance or locality, and that seemed more trouble than it was worth.
Their best bet was an unknown drug dealer near their landing destination worth 30,000.
Jet: There isn't much to look at is there?
Faye: (staring off into space) Nope...
Jet: There isn't much food either...
Faye: (still staring) Nope...
Jet: Are you even listening?
Faye: (staring some more) Nope...
Jet: Did you know that I suffer fits of narcolepsy while driving?
Faye: Huh?..
Jet: Oh, it's nothing...
Faye: It's just that I thought I heard you say something weird...
They sat there working their own thoughts out for a couple of more minutes
while the auto pilot program was keeping them in orbit.
Faye: You know what? It actually would be nice to have someone like Ed around
to make it seem less empty.
---
After a car finally drove past without even glancing at Ed, she decided to pick
up her computer and see if there was anything she could hack into that might
mean a free ride.
After a few sucessfull hacking trips into some local satelites, Ed found her way
into the Bebop central navigational system. So, after a few computer formalities,
Ed picked up her remote control (that was pretty dusty after being out in the
desert but was otherwise functional), and she proceded to guide the Bebop into a
rough re-entry.
---
All of a sudden, the Bebop started to shake violently, and Jet and Faye rushed
to the bridge as fast as they could falling a couple times each on the way. When
they finally reached the bridge, a big smilely face greeted them in Ed's voice.
Smilely Face: Hello!
Faye: Well, at least we know what's going on now...
Jet: Ed! Stop that!
The smilely face frowned a little and looked down towards the ground pitifully.
Smilely Face: Aww... Do I have to?
Jet & Faye: Yes!
Smilely Face: O-key do-key...
With that the smilely face disappeared, leaving Jet and Faye to scramble to
restart any re-entry procedures. Every once and a while, Ed's little smilely faces
would pop up on the screen and offer suggestions, comments, or just random
gibberish (which seems to be Ed's specialty).
Jet: Stop that too!
Smilely Faces: (blaring over the speakers) Aww...
Faye: I think I'm going deaf...
Jet: What's that? I can't hear you. My ears are still ringing.
After a few more setbacks, the Bebop safely re-entered the Earth's atmosphere,
and for a few minutes, Ed took control of the ship again making it do a few
flips, turns, and whatever else she could think of. Then, Jet severed the
connection lines to any non system linked computers and shut Ed off until
they finally landed near where Ed had been waiting for a ride.
---
Ed greeted everyone with a smile on her face with Ein back in his carrying
pack as both Faye and Jet came out the bay doors.
Jet: (to Faye) Now that I think about it... this doesn't seem like such a good
idea anymore...
Faye: (to Jet) Shouldn't we have let her just stay here?
Ed: You both say somethin'?
Jet & Faye: Nope...
Ed: Oh, ok!
---
Faye and Jet left Ed alone in the ship while they went to look for supplies
and bounty information, and Ed spent most of her time prancing around in that
impressionist dancer on crack routine while Ein just walked around sniffing
things. Ein stopped short of Spike's old room and barked, and Ed came after
a few seconds.
Ed: Where'd Spike go?
She then followed Ein to the ever empty fridge and proceeded to gnaw on the
rack.
Ed: Hungry...
---
Faye and Jet split up to look through various bars and hangouts that hadn't
been destroyed recently by falling debris from the new asteroid belt around
the Earth from when the first jump gate blew up along with a big chunk of the
moon. The locals weren't too happy with a couple of bounty hunters around, but
it wasn't too hard to find the information that they needed. Eventually, they
met at another local bar, and exchanged information.
Jet: So what'd you get?
Faye: A fat thirty-year old with a mustache and a bleeding heart tatoo.
Jet: So that's our guy is it?
Faye: No, that's the guy who wouldn't stop hitting on me.
Jet: Oh...
Faye: So how about you?
Jet: Just this picture from a guy who said he got some bad drugs from him.
They both looked at the picture with a balding middle-aged man who kind of
looked like an older and fatter version of Patrick Stewart. Needless to say
they weren't trilled by the chase.
Faye: So that's him?
Jet: Yep.
Faye: Ain't much to look at...
Jet: Does that matter?
Faye: Well, if I'm going to throw myself at him to get his attention, I'd like
there to be at least some mutual attraction, or I might sound too fake.
Jet: That never stopped you before...
Faye: Oh, shut up...
Jet: You know what? We probably wouldn't have these problems if 'Big Shot' hadn't
been canceled...
Faye: I hope Ed isn't up to something...
---
Ed was laying on the floor in that moving walls room (not sure exactly what that
could be called) with a half empty bottle of scotch that she found in Jet's
Bonsai room. Ein was also there and was content with just lying right beside her.
Ed: What's this?.. (sniffs it) It doesn't smell to good, but I wonder how it
tastes?
With that she took a small sip of the bottle and gaged a little as it burned
going down her troat.
Ed: That tickles! Ein you want some?
Ein opened one of his eyes and yawned signifying he could care less.
Ed: Okey, more for me!
With that she started drinking more and more heavily and eventually passed
out about 1/8 of the way into what was left from Jet.
---
After ducking through a couple alleys in pursuit of their prey, Jet and Faye
had finally apprehended the Patrick Stewart look-a-like, and took him to the
local authorities to collect their bounty.
Jet: At least we'll get something decent to eat tonight.
Faye: Might as well do some shopping while we're out.
Jet: Alright, but I'm holding the money.
Faye: Aw, no fair...
In a little while, after buying a few choice vegtables and some cheap beef,
they returned to the Bebop to find Ed sleeping with the bottle of scotch.
Jet: Damn it, how does she always manage to get into my stuff?
Faye: Just let her sleep. I'll put her somewhere while you go make dinner.
Jet: Fine...
Their evening meal was better than usual (not much to compare to), and everyone
left the table satified. Faye and Jet were about to go to their own rooms when
Ed suddenly spoke up.
Ed: Where'd Spike go?
Both Faye and Jet weren't sure how to answer the question, so Faye prodded Jet
into answering.
Jet: Well... Spike's still on Mars.
Ed: When will he be back?
Jet: Probably never, he's with Julia now...
Ed: Oh, Okey!
With that said, Faye and Jet left the room discussing what had just happened.
Faye: Are you sure we should just leave it at that?
Jet: Yeah, I'm sure she'll find out some way, but until then I just can't
get myself to tell her. You were at least mature enough to understand
what it meant.
Faye: Yeah, I see your point, but we should tell her someday.
Jet: Yeah, someday...
---
The End of
Cowboy Bebop:
Tomorrow Only Seems Dark
---
Well, that's the end of another installment of my new fanfiction series, and I
hope you liked it. I tried to brighten things up a bit from the last installment,
and my appoligies go out to anyone who expected a completely dramatic fic this
time around too. Anyway, send some email over to "zx-tole@geocities.com" as I'd
really like to hear from anyone who has some vague opinion on my fanfiction. I'm
really starting to crank these out now, and I hope I can keep the same pace going.
prelude called "Cowboy Bebop: Cowboy's Don't Sing Dirges." You must have been
remotely interested in what I had written so far to have a look at this, so I'll
just keep going in the direction that I started. Again I wrote this to the same
songs, and it still helps... Oh, and by the way, I probably won't add too many
smoking scenes unless they are really dramatic, since I assume that everyone
(except Ed) smokes more than most chimneys.
Anyway, I do not own or claim to own any of the characters, and they are the
property of their respective creators and rights owners. Until I can find an
official contiuation of the series, I'll just have to make my own. If the
authorities eventually start to crack down on fanfiction, then I'll just
tell them that it was the six-fingered man.
So here it is:
=================================================================================
Cowboy Bebop:
Tomorrow Only Seems Dark
=================================================================================
The sun overhead was not letting up, and Ed found herself trying to hitchhike on
a desert road after her scooter gave out a few miles back. Apparently, after
carrying Ed and Ein a few hundred miles throught the sand, it ran out of gas
and the engine blew. Anyway, there hadn't been any cars for at least an hour, and
it would be even longer since nothing appeared on the horizon.
Ed: Water...
Ein barked in agreement, and they both sat there as time apparently decided to
stand still. Later, Ein got out of the little carrying bag that Ed had on her back
and sniffed at the small computer that was laying at his side as it started to
collect sand.
Ed saw what Ein was up to and proceeded to shake out a few handfulls of sand
that had collected in the fans. After a few good shakes, sand stopped slowly
pouring out of the computer and Ed set it back down where it started collecting
more sand as the wind blew a little.
Ed: Vacation stinks...
---
Meanwhile...
After getting enough money for gas and for the trip,The Bebop had just left a
nearby jump gate, and Faye and Jet were trying to figure out if there was a
bounty that was worth enough to keep them going. However, the their choices were
severely limited. The only one that surpased the 1 million mark was a bounty that
had no listed appearance or locality, and that seemed more trouble than it was worth.
Their best bet was an unknown drug dealer near their landing destination worth 30,000.
Jet: There isn't much to look at is there?
Faye: (staring off into space) Nope...
Jet: There isn't much food either...
Faye: (still staring) Nope...
Jet: Are you even listening?
Faye: (staring some more) Nope...
Jet: Did you know that I suffer fits of narcolepsy while driving?
Faye: Huh?..
Jet: Oh, it's nothing...
Faye: It's just that I thought I heard you say something weird...
They sat there working their own thoughts out for a couple of more minutes
while the auto pilot program was keeping them in orbit.
Faye: You know what? It actually would be nice to have someone like Ed around
to make it seem less empty.
---
After a car finally drove past without even glancing at Ed, she decided to pick
up her computer and see if there was anything she could hack into that might
mean a free ride.
After a few sucessfull hacking trips into some local satelites, Ed found her way
into the Bebop central navigational system. So, after a few computer formalities,
Ed picked up her remote control (that was pretty dusty after being out in the
desert but was otherwise functional), and she proceded to guide the Bebop into a
rough re-entry.
---
All of a sudden, the Bebop started to shake violently, and Jet and Faye rushed
to the bridge as fast as they could falling a couple times each on the way. When
they finally reached the bridge, a big smilely face greeted them in Ed's voice.
Smilely Face: Hello!
Faye: Well, at least we know what's going on now...
Jet: Ed! Stop that!
The smilely face frowned a little and looked down towards the ground pitifully.
Smilely Face: Aww... Do I have to?
Jet & Faye: Yes!
Smilely Face: O-key do-key...
With that the smilely face disappeared, leaving Jet and Faye to scramble to
restart any re-entry procedures. Every once and a while, Ed's little smilely faces
would pop up on the screen and offer suggestions, comments, or just random
gibberish (which seems to be Ed's specialty).
Jet: Stop that too!
Smilely Faces: (blaring over the speakers) Aww...
Faye: I think I'm going deaf...
Jet: What's that? I can't hear you. My ears are still ringing.
After a few more setbacks, the Bebop safely re-entered the Earth's atmosphere,
and for a few minutes, Ed took control of the ship again making it do a few
flips, turns, and whatever else she could think of. Then, Jet severed the
connection lines to any non system linked computers and shut Ed off until
they finally landed near where Ed had been waiting for a ride.
---
Ed greeted everyone with a smile on her face with Ein back in his carrying
pack as both Faye and Jet came out the bay doors.
Jet: (to Faye) Now that I think about it... this doesn't seem like such a good
idea anymore...
Faye: (to Jet) Shouldn't we have let her just stay here?
Ed: You both say somethin'?
Jet & Faye: Nope...
Ed: Oh, ok!
---
Faye and Jet left Ed alone in the ship while they went to look for supplies
and bounty information, and Ed spent most of her time prancing around in that
impressionist dancer on crack routine while Ein just walked around sniffing
things. Ein stopped short of Spike's old room and barked, and Ed came after
a few seconds.
Ed: Where'd Spike go?
She then followed Ein to the ever empty fridge and proceeded to gnaw on the
rack.
Ed: Hungry...
---
Faye and Jet split up to look through various bars and hangouts that hadn't
been destroyed recently by falling debris from the new asteroid belt around
the Earth from when the first jump gate blew up along with a big chunk of the
moon. The locals weren't too happy with a couple of bounty hunters around, but
it wasn't too hard to find the information that they needed. Eventually, they
met at another local bar, and exchanged information.
Jet: So what'd you get?
Faye: A fat thirty-year old with a mustache and a bleeding heart tatoo.
Jet: So that's our guy is it?
Faye: No, that's the guy who wouldn't stop hitting on me.
Jet: Oh...
Faye: So how about you?
Jet: Just this picture from a guy who said he got some bad drugs from him.
They both looked at the picture with a balding middle-aged man who kind of
looked like an older and fatter version of Patrick Stewart. Needless to say
they weren't trilled by the chase.
Faye: So that's him?
Jet: Yep.
Faye: Ain't much to look at...
Jet: Does that matter?
Faye: Well, if I'm going to throw myself at him to get his attention, I'd like
there to be at least some mutual attraction, or I might sound too fake.
Jet: That never stopped you before...
Faye: Oh, shut up...
Jet: You know what? We probably wouldn't have these problems if 'Big Shot' hadn't
been canceled...
Faye: I hope Ed isn't up to something...
---
Ed was laying on the floor in that moving walls room (not sure exactly what that
could be called) with a half empty bottle of scotch that she found in Jet's
Bonsai room. Ein was also there and was content with just lying right beside her.
Ed: What's this?.. (sniffs it) It doesn't smell to good, but I wonder how it
tastes?
With that she took a small sip of the bottle and gaged a little as it burned
going down her troat.
Ed: That tickles! Ein you want some?
Ein opened one of his eyes and yawned signifying he could care less.
Ed: Okey, more for me!
With that she started drinking more and more heavily and eventually passed
out about 1/8 of the way into what was left from Jet.
---
After ducking through a couple alleys in pursuit of their prey, Jet and Faye
had finally apprehended the Patrick Stewart look-a-like, and took him to the
local authorities to collect their bounty.
Jet: At least we'll get something decent to eat tonight.
Faye: Might as well do some shopping while we're out.
Jet: Alright, but I'm holding the money.
Faye: Aw, no fair...
In a little while, after buying a few choice vegtables and some cheap beef,
they returned to the Bebop to find Ed sleeping with the bottle of scotch.
Jet: Damn it, how does she always manage to get into my stuff?
Faye: Just let her sleep. I'll put her somewhere while you go make dinner.
Jet: Fine...
Their evening meal was better than usual (not much to compare to), and everyone
left the table satified. Faye and Jet were about to go to their own rooms when
Ed suddenly spoke up.
Ed: Where'd Spike go?
Both Faye and Jet weren't sure how to answer the question, so Faye prodded Jet
into answering.
Jet: Well... Spike's still on Mars.
Ed: When will he be back?
Jet: Probably never, he's with Julia now...
Ed: Oh, Okey!
With that said, Faye and Jet left the room discussing what had just happened.
Faye: Are you sure we should just leave it at that?
Jet: Yeah, I'm sure she'll find out some way, but until then I just can't
get myself to tell her. You were at least mature enough to understand
what it meant.
Faye: Yeah, I see your point, but we should tell her someday.
Jet: Yeah, someday...
---
The End of
Cowboy Bebop:
Tomorrow Only Seems Dark
---
Well, that's the end of another installment of my new fanfiction series, and I
hope you liked it. I tried to brighten things up a bit from the last installment,
and my appoligies go out to anyone who expected a completely dramatic fic this
time around too. Anyway, send some email over to "zx-tole@geocities.com" as I'd
really like to hear from anyone who has some vague opinion on my fanfiction. I'm
really starting to crank these out now, and I hope I can keep the same pace going.