Lessons ~ by Maru-chan
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Disclaimer ~ roses are red, violets are blue; i no own, so you no sue.
This fic is set in my own personal Cowboy Bebop-verse. That means no relation what-so-ever to the show's time line or plot. It centers mainly around Spike and Ed's relationship, but Jet and Faye are important too.
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~ In the Bebop's kitchen ~
"Well, looks like Faye and Jet haven't come back yet." Spike closed the door of thier bare fridge with a sigh. "Guess we'll just have to wait for 'em Ed - Ed ?" He looked out into the way-too-quiet main room, and saw that Ed had once again assumed a meditating position on the couch. Hmmm - maybe now's a good time for a lesson after all . . .
Spike crept silently into the room, making no noise what so ever as he snuck up on the unsuspecting cyber genius. Heh, heh, heh . . . He stood behind Edward's still form, ready to pounce - until he heard a soft sound. Ed had fallen asleep.
Shit - I can't be THAT mean to the kid . . . Spike leaned over to look at Ed's face. She's kinda cute - when she's quiet . . .
*yawn*
He hopped over the couch and sat next to the young hacker, fighting back another yawn. Maybe I need a nap too . . . He yawn again, and streached out on what was left of the couch. So much for lessons . . . With that he fell asleep next to Ed.
Edward opened a single eye, looking over at the sleeping form of Spike. Heh, heh, heh - gottcha Spike-Spike . . .
*yawn*
Ed is so sleepy . . . good night, Spike-Spike . . . The skinny hacker streached out along side Spike and feel into a deep, comfortable sleep.
~ In the Bebop's main room ~
"Hey Jet ! Give me a hand with the food !" Faye called as she lugged two bulky bags of food in through the doorway of the Bebop's main room. "SHHH !! You'll wake them up." Jet whispered, gesturing at the pair sleeping on the couch.
Spike lay on his side, his back against the couch, body crooked around that of Edward, who was curled up against his chest. It was a sweet scene - rare on the Bebop.
Jet turned away from Faye, a small smile playing on his face. She, however, wore a bored frown. So sweet, aren't they . . . everybody but me's allowed to have a little happiness . . .
The bags of food hit the floor with a loud thud. "I'm going back out." The purple haired girl slunk out the door, heading for the garage.
"Faye - wait a second !" Jet left the food right there by the door, running out after Faye.
Meanwhile, Ed was slowly waking up from her nap. She snuggled into Spike, trying to hang on to sleep, but unable to keep her eyes from flickering open.
*yawn*
The orange haired hacker rubbed the last bits of sleep from her eyes, sitting up and streaching herself out. Once her eyes focused properly, she immediately noticed the bags of food left by the door.
"Spike-Spike - wake up, there's food." Ed proded at the sleeping bounty hunter, shaking him gently. His arms came up to fend her off, his eyes still closed. "No - sleep - go 'way, Ed."
She pulled his hands down, pinning them under her slim body and leaned over till her nose was centimeters from his. "Spike-Spike - there is FOOD." Ed's announcement was punctuated by a growl from Spike's stomach.
Did she say food . . . His eyes practicaly snapped open - and were filled by the sleep blurred image of Ed's grining face. "Ack - Ed get away." He brought his hands up and shoved her, knocking her off the narrow couch.
*yawn*
Spike streached, working out the kinks in his joints. A sudden sharp twist in his gut reminded him of the reason he was awake. Ed better not have been bull shiting . . .
"Ed, where's the - hey, leave some for me !!!" Spike bounded over to the door way, where Ed had already begun sifting through the two bulging bags of FOOD. Food . . . He deftly plucked the bags off the floor, and away from Edward. "Spike-Spike, Ed is HUNGRY."
The eccentric hacker bounced around him as he carried the food into the kitchen. "Hold off Ed. Gimme a second so I can get some grub together." When Ed continued her assault, Spike tried a different tactic. "No lessons for Ed -" the hacker dissappeared in an orange and white blur before he'd finished his threat.
Hmmm . . . black-mailing Ed - why didn't I think of that before . . . Spike smiled as he set about figuring out what was what in the kitchen. Man, how the hell does Jet handle this . . . He raised a quizzical eye brow at the mutitude of pans he discovered in a cabinet.
No wonder there's not much room for food on board . . .
~ In the Bebop's Hanger ~
"Faye !!!" Jet shouted up at the cockpit of the Redtail. "Hold on - !!!" He only just managed to jump out of the way as the small craft took off, disappearing inot the spires of the city beside the harbour. I'm starting to agree with Spike . . . oh, well better go wake up the sleepy heads . . .
The burly space cowboy sighed and turned back to the enterence of his ship.
~ In the Redtail ~
Faye Valentine scowled as she manuvered her ship in and around the tall city buildings. We're all one big happy family - yeah right - it doesn't matter anyway - I've learned my lesson - the hard way, always the hard way - I'll never be happy there . . .
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Disclaimer ~ roses are red, violets are blue; i no own, so you no sue.
This fic is set in my own personal Cowboy Bebop-verse. That means no relation what-so-ever to the show's time line or plot. It centers mainly around Spike and Ed's relationship, but Jet and Faye are important too.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~ In the Bebop's kitchen ~
"Well, looks like Faye and Jet haven't come back yet." Spike closed the door of thier bare fridge with a sigh. "Guess we'll just have to wait for 'em Ed - Ed ?" He looked out into the way-too-quiet main room, and saw that Ed had once again assumed a meditating position on the couch. Hmmm - maybe now's a good time for a lesson after all . . .
Spike crept silently into the room, making no noise what so ever as he snuck up on the unsuspecting cyber genius. Heh, heh, heh . . . He stood behind Edward's still form, ready to pounce - until he heard a soft sound. Ed had fallen asleep.
Shit - I can't be THAT mean to the kid . . . Spike leaned over to look at Ed's face. She's kinda cute - when she's quiet . . .
*yawn*
He hopped over the couch and sat next to the young hacker, fighting back another yawn. Maybe I need a nap too . . . He yawn again, and streached out on what was left of the couch. So much for lessons . . . With that he fell asleep next to Ed.
Edward opened a single eye, looking over at the sleeping form of Spike. Heh, heh, heh - gottcha Spike-Spike . . .
*yawn*
Ed is so sleepy . . . good night, Spike-Spike . . . The skinny hacker streached out along side Spike and feel into a deep, comfortable sleep.
~ In the Bebop's main room ~
"Hey Jet ! Give me a hand with the food !" Faye called as she lugged two bulky bags of food in through the doorway of the Bebop's main room. "SHHH !! You'll wake them up." Jet whispered, gesturing at the pair sleeping on the couch.
Spike lay on his side, his back against the couch, body crooked around that of Edward, who was curled up against his chest. It was a sweet scene - rare on the Bebop.
Jet turned away from Faye, a small smile playing on his face. She, however, wore a bored frown. So sweet, aren't they . . . everybody but me's allowed to have a little happiness . . .
The bags of food hit the floor with a loud thud. "I'm going back out." The purple haired girl slunk out the door, heading for the garage.
"Faye - wait a second !" Jet left the food right there by the door, running out after Faye.
Meanwhile, Ed was slowly waking up from her nap. She snuggled into Spike, trying to hang on to sleep, but unable to keep her eyes from flickering open.
*yawn*
The orange haired hacker rubbed the last bits of sleep from her eyes, sitting up and streaching herself out. Once her eyes focused properly, she immediately noticed the bags of food left by the door.
"Spike-Spike - wake up, there's food." Ed proded at the sleeping bounty hunter, shaking him gently. His arms came up to fend her off, his eyes still closed. "No - sleep - go 'way, Ed."
She pulled his hands down, pinning them under her slim body and leaned over till her nose was centimeters from his. "Spike-Spike - there is FOOD." Ed's announcement was punctuated by a growl from Spike's stomach.
Did she say food . . . His eyes practicaly snapped open - and were filled by the sleep blurred image of Ed's grining face. "Ack - Ed get away." He brought his hands up and shoved her, knocking her off the narrow couch.
*yawn*
Spike streached, working out the kinks in his joints. A sudden sharp twist in his gut reminded him of the reason he was awake. Ed better not have been bull shiting . . .
"Ed, where's the - hey, leave some for me !!!" Spike bounded over to the door way, where Ed had already begun sifting through the two bulging bags of FOOD. Food . . . He deftly plucked the bags off the floor, and away from Edward. "Spike-Spike, Ed is HUNGRY."
The eccentric hacker bounced around him as he carried the food into the kitchen. "Hold off Ed. Gimme a second so I can get some grub together." When Ed continued her assault, Spike tried a different tactic. "No lessons for Ed -" the hacker dissappeared in an orange and white blur before he'd finished his threat.
Hmmm . . . black-mailing Ed - why didn't I think of that before . . . Spike smiled as he set about figuring out what was what in the kitchen. Man, how the hell does Jet handle this . . . He raised a quizzical eye brow at the mutitude of pans he discovered in a cabinet.
No wonder there's not much room for food on board . . .
~ In the Bebop's Hanger ~
"Faye !!!" Jet shouted up at the cockpit of the Redtail. "Hold on - !!!" He only just managed to jump out of the way as the small craft took off, disappearing inot the spires of the city beside the harbour. I'm starting to agree with Spike . . . oh, well better go wake up the sleepy heads . . .
The burly space cowboy sighed and turned back to the enterence of his ship.
~ In the Redtail ~
Faye Valentine scowled as she manuvered her ship in and around the tall city buildings. We're all one big happy family - yeah right - it doesn't matter anyway - I've learned my lesson - the hard way, always the hard way - I'll never be happy there . . .
