A Story for 2am:
Two things were wrong with the situation: strange electric green ooze covered the floor and a rather baffled looking penguin stood there. In a situation like this many people would have run screaming from the room or ran screaming from the room but hit a wall on the way. Kul was one of the latter.
"Ow!" she muttered rubbing her head. The penguin issued a helpful squawk and waddled past her. The ooze remained.
Not being a particularly intelligent girl she decided that she would touch it despite the fact that it had sent her careening into a wall a few moments ago. On another note her memory wasn't that good either, but that's another issue. Suffice it to say touching the goop wasn't one of the wisest things she could've done.
"What the…"
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The crew of the Bebop had a new addition. Not only was Spike Spiegel miraculously alive, despite the fact that he had been chopped up by Vicious, but Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky 4th was back, apparently her father person had forgotten her again.
Kul landed with the grace of a beaching whale on a battered couch, not that she was fat, but she wasn't exactly coordinated when it came to moving. This, in many places, might have made her a klutz, but, due to her erratic behavior and short memory, she was just considered a freak.
"Ow," she cried, struggling to rise from the sagging cushions. Three very startled people and one rather bemused looking Welsh Corgi stared at her.
The girl had suddenly been thrust into the year 2071 AD.
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Spike Spiegel didn't know what to make of the girl's sudden appearance. One minute the couch had been empty the next a bundle of flailing limbs had landed on it. Quite unexpectedly he was faced with a situation out of his scope of experience, and he had experienced a lot. Not only was there the problem of how she got there, but also the problem of how it was possible. It made his brain hurt.
Looking nonchalant and nonplussed he lit a cigarette.
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Jet Black was feeling his age. He had to say that life was getting odd when females just fell out of thin air. If he was religious he might have thought it was an act of God or some such miracle, since he wasn't he couldn't explain it. Of course he expected a rational explanation to make itself known soon, he was, after all, a practical and rational kind of man.
Shaking his head he crossed his arms, looking unconsciously menacing.
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Faye Valentine was going to sue somebody. That girl's sudden appearance had shaved at least a good thirty years from her life and no doubt had given her a few gray hairs and wrinkles in the process. She was too delicate for that kind of surprise, not that she'd ever deign to faint, but still it was rather rude of the child.
She pulled out her gun and pointed it at the struggling person.
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Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky 4th was overjoyed. She wasn't particularly concerned with the why's and how's of the girl's appearance. All she knew was that something interesting was probably going to happen. Preferably something spooky and alien, the mundane was so boring. She wanted outrageous adventures and fantastic escapades.
Waving her arm she started making airplane noises.
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Ein cocked his head to one side and regarded the girl with an interest beyond that of a normal K-9. There seemed to be a complicated idea formulating in his doggy brain. He seemed less baffled by her appearance than the others did; perhaps he had some inside information on her. No one on the ship would be surprised to learn that.
He sniffed the air and then sat down, tail bump wagging.
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Kul watched the people watching her, especially the skimpily dressed woman leveling a gun at her. From the little she could see she knew she was no longer in her house with the green ooze and the random penguin that had wandered in. At times she wished she could leave it all behind, right now she wished she were back there.
"Who are you?" the three people demanded simultaneously.
"I'm Kul," she replied timidly. "Hey, where am I?" Vaguely she remembered something green being the cause, but the actual event was escaping her memory.
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Not exploding sheep but it was something to write at two in the morning on a caffeine high. Hmm…caffeine good. Yeah, so anyways review and we'll see if I'm inspired enough to continue. Please excuse any and all grammatical and other such mistakes.
