Spike stretched and woke up gently again. "Another dreamless sleep," he
thought. He rolled over and opened his eyes.
"Huh?" Jet, Faye, Ein, and Ed, were sitting on the opposite couch just staring at him. I don't know about you, but that would freak me out.
"Good morning Spike person!" Ed said cheerfully and gave him a little wave.
"Uh.good.morning guys.what's up?" Spike pulled his little blanket up to his face, using the corner to cover up his mouth and bad morning breath.
"Nothing Spike. What makes you think something is up?" Faye asked, acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
"Well, you're all just staring at me."
"Oh!" said Jet and Faye together, they got up and pretended not to be looking at Spike. Ed just sat there and smiled.
"Well, I'm going to go take a shower, if that's ok with you people."
"Fine with us," said Jet, suddenly becoming very interested in a spot on the wall. Spike left the room, and the rest all sat down.
"Ok," Jet said looking around to make sure no one else was listening in, like us. "Commence Operation: Cure."
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Spike was whistling in the shower. Whistling helped to calm his nerves, and he had become very nervous with the way everyone was acting. He turned off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist. He looked down at his feet and was distracted by the water going down the drain. There was a noise from the doorway.
"Huh?" He got closer to the shower curtains, trying to peer between the turtle designs. The corner of the curtain pulled up. "What the hell?" A cable was dropped in. Spike convulsed for a second and then blacked out. He laid in the tub, sizzling, and his hair was standing straight up.
"Uh oh. Ed hopes we have not killed him Ein."
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Spike felt strange. He could here voices coming from far off.
"Ok, the electricity didn't work, what next?" It sounded like Faye.
"Faye Faye, Ed has one more idea."
"Ok, Ed, you get one more chance, then we get to try."
"Ok, Faye Faye!" Spike slowly opened his eyes. Faye and Jet stared back at him.
"What happened?" he asked, trying to sit up.
"You silly, you dropped your hair dryer into the tub with you and electrocuted yourself. You should be more careful." Jet said.
"Spike I think Ed wanted to see you in her room."
"Ok." Spike got up and went to look for Ed. He didn't remember ever having a hair dryer.
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"Ed?!"
"Down here Spike person," came the reply from behind some of the cables. He was now in the bowels of the ship.
"Ed has created new game and was wondering if Spike person would like to try it out."
"Ok." He sat down in front of the screen. "How does it work?"
"Just watch impatient spiky head." She pressed one of the keys. The screen began to swirl, and became hypnotic. Spike stared into the swirling pool, and his mouth dropped open and he looked as if he was sleeping with his eyes opened.
"Spike person will remember. Spike person will remember." Ed continued on like that for a few more minutes.
"Ed. This is really fascinating, but I have to go make lunch for everyone. I'll play some more later, ok?" He got up and walked out, leaving Ed confused.
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"Ed doesn't understand. According to Ed's calculations, Ed could not have failed!" She whined, flailing her arms and legs.
"It's ok Ed, it happens to the best of us." Jet tried to reassure her.
"Ok. Now it's my turn!" Faye said.
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Spike woke up from his nap, afraid to open his eyes. He opened one eye, and then the other. There was no one staring at him this time. He smiled and sat up. He couldn't here anyone. Thinking this was weird he decided to go look for them. "Who knows what they could be up to," he thought.
He walked down the hallway and saw a sign written in red.
[ Go this way-(] it read. He followed the corridor to another sign. After following about ten more of them he found himself in a dark room.
"This is weird," he said to the darkness. Suddenly he was grabbed from behind by two white arms.
"ICY WHITE HANDS OF DEATH!" The attacker yelled. Spike jumped away and spun around.
"What the hell are you doing Faye?"
"Did it work? Did I scare you?" she asked quickly.
"Yeah, but why?"
"I thought if I scared you, you'd remember."
"Faye, I'm no doctor or anything like that, but I don't think memories work the same way as hiccups."
"Crap, I thought it would work to." She was rather disappointed.
"What is this place any way?" Faye flipped on a light revealing boxes of food.
"This is Jet's secret refrigerator that we aren't supposed to know about."
"I thought this didn't exist."
"Yeah well." She turned to leave.
"Uh Faye?"
"What Spike?"
"Were we in love?" Faye was shocked by this question. She stared ahead of her not wanting to look at him. A million thoughts raced through her head. "I could say yes, and not have to worry about telling him how I feel, but if he gets his memories back then he'll hate me forever, but the other's used him why can't I?" All these thoughts, and many more like them, played a game of tag in her mind. Then she felt Spike's eyes on her.
"I mean you're getting pretty old, so there must be some reason you stayed here instead of going out and finding yourself a guy, unless you were romantically involved with me, or Jet, or even Ed." Spike watched as Faye turned a lovely shade of red and clenched and unclenched her fists. She picked up a pretty solid gallon of ice cream and through it at his head.
"Maybe this will jog you're memory!" Spike may want to be a ninja, but with his mind not working, he had no recollection of his cat like reflexes, so he didn't dodge the ice cream.
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Spike's head was throbbing. He was afraid to open his eyes again. It seemed like every time he did, someone hurt him. He decided not to prolong the torture and opened his eyes. Jet was sitting on the couch.
"I'm glad you're awake. Want to go for a drink?" Spike nodded and the men headed out the door.
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Jet took Spike to a local bar in the city. They took a table in the back, where the light from the dusty lamps just barely reached. They were near the jute box, which was playing oldies. A man by the name of Frank Sinatra was singing about flying to the moon. Jet took a long swallow of his beer and looked at Spike.
"Jet, why was everyone acting so weird today?"
"Well, we were just trying to help you remember. I'm sorry if we got a little drastic."
"Nah.it's ok. At least I'm still alive." Spike took a drink from his beer. "What was my life like, Jet?" Jet sighed. He smiled and began to tell Spike all about the adventures they had shared. (You know, episodes 1-26 and the movie) The story was long and both of them had finished quite a few beers before the story was done.
"Wow, my life was really cool," Spike mumbled, the alcohol finally getting to him.
"Yeah, we had some good times," Jet was also a bit drunk. "A toast!" He said loudly. "To the return of your memories and the loss of mine."
"Here here,' agreed Spike, taking another drink.
"I think we'd better head home," Jet said, between burps. The two of them stumbled outside, using each other to steady their walking. They got in a taxi and ended up driving all over town, before they finally remember where the Bebop was docked.
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Faye looked up from here journal, hearing the boys returning. She opened her door and walked out to the sitting room. Jet had already made it to his room. She peered in, and saw him swaying unstably as he smiled at his little bonsai trees.
"Whad ya kno," * hiccup* " Spike waz rite. The wittle trees are cuuu..cuutttteee.." He fell onto his bed and began to snore heavily. Faye walked out to the sitting room and found Spike draped over the couch.
"Wonnndeeerrr boy.what is the secrit o urr powars." he sang, slowly fading off. He snored too. Faye returned to her room.
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Well journal, they're back, but unfortunately I don't think anything was accomplished today. I'm really tired though.so I think I'll just look for solace in my dreams tonight. Good night.
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The Next morning: Faye yawned and walked out to the sitting room. It was morning, and she didn't expect anyone to be up yet. When she got to the couch, she noticed that Spike was up and bent over something on the table. She walked around to get a better look.
"What are you making Spike?"
"A prairie oyster, Faye, I always make these when I have a hang over, you know that." Spike snapped angrily.
"I knew that," she said turning around to go look in the kitchen for some food. She ran back in. "Spike! You remember!"
"What do you mean? Faye what's got into you?" Faye was leaping up and down excitedly.
"Where did we meet?"
"A casino."
"How long have you had your Sword Fish 2?"
"Ten years."
"What is the name of your mortal enemy?"
"Vicious."
"Who was the love of your life?"
"Julia. What's with all these questions Faye?"
"Spike you had amnesia!"
"I did?" Faye ran to the doorway.
"Jet! Ed! Ein! He remembers!" she yelled. Jet came walking into the room holding his head. "Spike's back!" Jet and Spike groaned.
"Hangover Faye, hang over." Jet and Spike said together.
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The scene changes. We are now in a coffee shop on Earth. Two men dressed in all black are sitting at a small table near the window. Music is playing from a radio on the counter. A newspaper sits on the table between them, opened to Mars's news. There's a picture of Jet, Faye, and Spike in an apron posing with the luggage stealer.
'I'm telling you that's the guy!" the first guy said.
"He killed Vicious?!" Both of them have Italian accents, just for the mobster kind of thing.
"Yeah, I saw it on the news."
"But he's wearing an apron!"
"I'm telling you that's him. I saw the news special the day the Red Dragon was brought down and I'd bet my life that that's him."
"So, should we take him out?"
"I think so, because of him, we aren't getting our regular kick backs, plus we were going to get a huge bonus when Vicious took over. Now thanks to this apron wearing yahoo, the Blue Tiger Syndicate is looking at bankruptcy." The second guy nodded, and took a sip of his coffee.
"So, we take this guy out and take all his money.No problem."
"Yeah, but I want to torture him first. What about the girl?"
"What about her?"
"Maybe the apron guy and her are involved, we could get him that way. It worked when Vicious tried it."
"Yeah, but we don't know for sure if he really cared for her, or if he was just after Vicious."
"So should we send someone in?"
"Wouldn't hurt. What people do we have that know these cowboys?"
"Well, we can't use Bob, he was in on this luggage thing and I got an email from him in prison, so he's out."
"Wait how about, Rhint Celonias? He just got out of jail and I think he might know this bald guy," he said, pointing to the picture.
"Yeah that could work.Give him a call ..Oh, I like this song, it's a classic." said guy two, we hear "Tribute" by Tenacious D playing as the scene fades to black.
"Huh?" Jet, Faye, Ein, and Ed, were sitting on the opposite couch just staring at him. I don't know about you, but that would freak me out.
"Good morning Spike person!" Ed said cheerfully and gave him a little wave.
"Uh.good.morning guys.what's up?" Spike pulled his little blanket up to his face, using the corner to cover up his mouth and bad morning breath.
"Nothing Spike. What makes you think something is up?" Faye asked, acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
"Well, you're all just staring at me."
"Oh!" said Jet and Faye together, they got up and pretended not to be looking at Spike. Ed just sat there and smiled.
"Well, I'm going to go take a shower, if that's ok with you people."
"Fine with us," said Jet, suddenly becoming very interested in a spot on the wall. Spike left the room, and the rest all sat down.
"Ok," Jet said looking around to make sure no one else was listening in, like us. "Commence Operation: Cure."
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Spike was whistling in the shower. Whistling helped to calm his nerves, and he had become very nervous with the way everyone was acting. He turned off the water and wrapped a towel around his waist. He looked down at his feet and was distracted by the water going down the drain. There was a noise from the doorway.
"Huh?" He got closer to the shower curtains, trying to peer between the turtle designs. The corner of the curtain pulled up. "What the hell?" A cable was dropped in. Spike convulsed for a second and then blacked out. He laid in the tub, sizzling, and his hair was standing straight up.
"Uh oh. Ed hopes we have not killed him Ein."
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Spike felt strange. He could here voices coming from far off.
"Ok, the electricity didn't work, what next?" It sounded like Faye.
"Faye Faye, Ed has one more idea."
"Ok, Ed, you get one more chance, then we get to try."
"Ok, Faye Faye!" Spike slowly opened his eyes. Faye and Jet stared back at him.
"What happened?" he asked, trying to sit up.
"You silly, you dropped your hair dryer into the tub with you and electrocuted yourself. You should be more careful." Jet said.
"Spike I think Ed wanted to see you in her room."
"Ok." Spike got up and went to look for Ed. He didn't remember ever having a hair dryer.
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"Ed?!"
"Down here Spike person," came the reply from behind some of the cables. He was now in the bowels of the ship.
"Ed has created new game and was wondering if Spike person would like to try it out."
"Ok." He sat down in front of the screen. "How does it work?"
"Just watch impatient spiky head." She pressed one of the keys. The screen began to swirl, and became hypnotic. Spike stared into the swirling pool, and his mouth dropped open and he looked as if he was sleeping with his eyes opened.
"Spike person will remember. Spike person will remember." Ed continued on like that for a few more minutes.
"Ed. This is really fascinating, but I have to go make lunch for everyone. I'll play some more later, ok?" He got up and walked out, leaving Ed confused.
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"Ed doesn't understand. According to Ed's calculations, Ed could not have failed!" She whined, flailing her arms and legs.
"It's ok Ed, it happens to the best of us." Jet tried to reassure her.
"Ok. Now it's my turn!" Faye said.
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Spike woke up from his nap, afraid to open his eyes. He opened one eye, and then the other. There was no one staring at him this time. He smiled and sat up. He couldn't here anyone. Thinking this was weird he decided to go look for them. "Who knows what they could be up to," he thought.
He walked down the hallway and saw a sign written in red.
[ Go this way-(] it read. He followed the corridor to another sign. After following about ten more of them he found himself in a dark room.
"This is weird," he said to the darkness. Suddenly he was grabbed from behind by two white arms.
"ICY WHITE HANDS OF DEATH!" The attacker yelled. Spike jumped away and spun around.
"What the hell are you doing Faye?"
"Did it work? Did I scare you?" she asked quickly.
"Yeah, but why?"
"I thought if I scared you, you'd remember."
"Faye, I'm no doctor or anything like that, but I don't think memories work the same way as hiccups."
"Crap, I thought it would work to." She was rather disappointed.
"What is this place any way?" Faye flipped on a light revealing boxes of food.
"This is Jet's secret refrigerator that we aren't supposed to know about."
"I thought this didn't exist."
"Yeah well." She turned to leave.
"Uh Faye?"
"What Spike?"
"Were we in love?" Faye was shocked by this question. She stared ahead of her not wanting to look at him. A million thoughts raced through her head. "I could say yes, and not have to worry about telling him how I feel, but if he gets his memories back then he'll hate me forever, but the other's used him why can't I?" All these thoughts, and many more like them, played a game of tag in her mind. Then she felt Spike's eyes on her.
"I mean you're getting pretty old, so there must be some reason you stayed here instead of going out and finding yourself a guy, unless you were romantically involved with me, or Jet, or even Ed." Spike watched as Faye turned a lovely shade of red and clenched and unclenched her fists. She picked up a pretty solid gallon of ice cream and through it at his head.
"Maybe this will jog you're memory!" Spike may want to be a ninja, but with his mind not working, he had no recollection of his cat like reflexes, so he didn't dodge the ice cream.
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Spike's head was throbbing. He was afraid to open his eyes again. It seemed like every time he did, someone hurt him. He decided not to prolong the torture and opened his eyes. Jet was sitting on the couch.
"I'm glad you're awake. Want to go for a drink?" Spike nodded and the men headed out the door.
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Jet took Spike to a local bar in the city. They took a table in the back, where the light from the dusty lamps just barely reached. They were near the jute box, which was playing oldies. A man by the name of Frank Sinatra was singing about flying to the moon. Jet took a long swallow of his beer and looked at Spike.
"Jet, why was everyone acting so weird today?"
"Well, we were just trying to help you remember. I'm sorry if we got a little drastic."
"Nah.it's ok. At least I'm still alive." Spike took a drink from his beer. "What was my life like, Jet?" Jet sighed. He smiled and began to tell Spike all about the adventures they had shared. (You know, episodes 1-26 and the movie) The story was long and both of them had finished quite a few beers before the story was done.
"Wow, my life was really cool," Spike mumbled, the alcohol finally getting to him.
"Yeah, we had some good times," Jet was also a bit drunk. "A toast!" He said loudly. "To the return of your memories and the loss of mine."
"Here here,' agreed Spike, taking another drink.
"I think we'd better head home," Jet said, between burps. The two of them stumbled outside, using each other to steady their walking. They got in a taxi and ended up driving all over town, before they finally remember where the Bebop was docked.
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Faye looked up from here journal, hearing the boys returning. She opened her door and walked out to the sitting room. Jet had already made it to his room. She peered in, and saw him swaying unstably as he smiled at his little bonsai trees.
"Whad ya kno," * hiccup* " Spike waz rite. The wittle trees are cuuu..cuutttteee.." He fell onto his bed and began to snore heavily. Faye walked out to the sitting room and found Spike draped over the couch.
"Wonnndeeerrr boy.what is the secrit o urr powars." he sang, slowly fading off. He snored too. Faye returned to her room.
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Well journal, they're back, but unfortunately I don't think anything was accomplished today. I'm really tired though.so I think I'll just look for solace in my dreams tonight. Good night.
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The Next morning: Faye yawned and walked out to the sitting room. It was morning, and she didn't expect anyone to be up yet. When she got to the couch, she noticed that Spike was up and bent over something on the table. She walked around to get a better look.
"What are you making Spike?"
"A prairie oyster, Faye, I always make these when I have a hang over, you know that." Spike snapped angrily.
"I knew that," she said turning around to go look in the kitchen for some food. She ran back in. "Spike! You remember!"
"What do you mean? Faye what's got into you?" Faye was leaping up and down excitedly.
"Where did we meet?"
"A casino."
"How long have you had your Sword Fish 2?"
"Ten years."
"What is the name of your mortal enemy?"
"Vicious."
"Who was the love of your life?"
"Julia. What's with all these questions Faye?"
"Spike you had amnesia!"
"I did?" Faye ran to the doorway.
"Jet! Ed! Ein! He remembers!" she yelled. Jet came walking into the room holding his head. "Spike's back!" Jet and Spike groaned.
"Hangover Faye, hang over." Jet and Spike said together.
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The scene changes. We are now in a coffee shop on Earth. Two men dressed in all black are sitting at a small table near the window. Music is playing from a radio on the counter. A newspaper sits on the table between them, opened to Mars's news. There's a picture of Jet, Faye, and Spike in an apron posing with the luggage stealer.
'I'm telling you that's the guy!" the first guy said.
"He killed Vicious?!" Both of them have Italian accents, just for the mobster kind of thing.
"Yeah, I saw it on the news."
"But he's wearing an apron!"
"I'm telling you that's him. I saw the news special the day the Red Dragon was brought down and I'd bet my life that that's him."
"So, should we take him out?"
"I think so, because of him, we aren't getting our regular kick backs, plus we were going to get a huge bonus when Vicious took over. Now thanks to this apron wearing yahoo, the Blue Tiger Syndicate is looking at bankruptcy." The second guy nodded, and took a sip of his coffee.
"So, we take this guy out and take all his money.No problem."
"Yeah, but I want to torture him first. What about the girl?"
"What about her?"
"Maybe the apron guy and her are involved, we could get him that way. It worked when Vicious tried it."
"Yeah, but we don't know for sure if he really cared for her, or if he was just after Vicious."
"So should we send someone in?"
"Wouldn't hurt. What people do we have that know these cowboys?"
"Well, we can't use Bob, he was in on this luggage thing and I got an email from him in prison, so he's out."
"Wait how about, Rhint Celonias? He just got out of jail and I think he might know this bald guy," he said, pointing to the picture.
"Yeah that could work.Give him a call ..Oh, I like this song, it's a classic." said guy two, we hear "Tribute" by Tenacious D playing as the scene fades to black.