Chapter 4...

I ran, or more jumped, down the stairs as fast as I could. I heard Darryl's steps as he hurried down the stairs. I got outside just in time to feel the wind blast of Darryl's ship. Daryll's ship was more or less a big sphere with rotatable gun mounted on top. I hopped in my Hammerhead and took off. I caught up with Darryl, and saw Spike gliding right next to me. He was grinning, trying to get me out of the way. We were swapping paint while Darryl was shooting at us blindly with a machine gun attachment. I glanced over to Spike's cockpit to see he was smiling. Havin the time of his life. He was always stupid like that. Darryl then switched to the rotatable gun and fired missles at us. That made me and Spike get the hell out of the way. We got back behind Darryl, waiting for the next shot. Darryl all of a sudden slammed on the breaks and spun around to point that rotatable gun at Spike's cockpit. Damn lunkhead always did leave his cockpit area open. I rammed Darryl's ship so that his missles just barely missed Spike. The missle hit some school, or church, or something. Anyway, Darryl's ship crashed into a field. I landed quickly and hopped out. Me and Darryl ended up side by side. We both pulled our guns and both had each other's head in our sights. Darryl grinned. Then a big black cylinder lowered on top of Darryl's head. Darryl looked up to see Spike with that now annoying grin. Spike had his Swordfish II's main gun right on top of Darryl's head. Darryl pretty much gave up after that.
After we had put the handcuff's on Darryl, and slapped him a few times we took him over to the ISSP."
I again interupted Jet's long, long story to ask, "Hey Jet, I thought you said that Darryl put the bounty on himself. To lure you in."
Jet looked up and said, "Yeah, your point, Oliver?"
"Well Jet, if he put the bounty on himself, then who paid the bounty."
Jet laughed, took a sip from his drink and said, "He paid his own bounty. However, he only had 50,000 wulongs in his account, so that's all we got."
"We?"
"Yeah, yeah. After that, Spike decided that the money was good enough, and the work was easy enough, so he would stay on the Bebop with me."
"And your other crew members Jet?" I asked with a smirk.
Jet sighed and said, "Except for the dog, they are all stowaways that I can't get rid of."
I laughed. "Same old Jet. But let me ask you something. Have you actually enjoyed your time with Spike?"
Just then a guy in a suit with a green hair ran by, followed by about 15 or so guys, all of them with guns or knives.
Jet got up and said, "Let me put it this way. Before I met Spike I wasn't exactly bald. That's what stress will do to ya."
Jet then ran off chasing after that green haired guy.

End of Chapter 4.