Disclaimer- CB is not mine
A/N- Ed is a very hard character to write, but I'll try. She see things as innocent, as if the world has no wrong but as we all know the world is full of many wrongs. But I am trying so please no flames....
Chapter One
Ed's Diary
Date: Ed's BIRTHDAY!!
Today is Edward's birthday!! Ed make it up cuz Ed like makin' things up. Makes Ed special to know that she can make things up all by herself!!
Ed fourteen Earth years!!
Jet sad today. Lunk-head left Bebop-Bebop weeks ago and not come back. Ed misses Spike-Person, but Ed knows that Spike-Person will come back. Ed is sure she will see Lunk-head again, but Jet tells Ed "No, Spike-Person never coming back." But Ed doesn't believe Jet.
Ed doesn't want to believe Jet.
Faye-Faye sad too. Even on Ed's birthday both Bebop persons not happy.
Ein is sad.
Ed is sad.
Ed come back to Bebop-Bebop to have party, cake, and candles. Ed never had that before. Ed wanted that with new family cuz Ed's new family is special like her.
Ed wants her birthday to be a happy fun-fun day. But Faye-Faye and Jet not happy, not havin' fun-fun.
Ed wants to cry.
Ed want Lunk-head back on Bebop-Bebop.
END ENTRY
She stared at Tomato's screen through the green glass of her goggles as if the screen and the words written on it weren't really there, just right in front of her. Tears slid down her cheeks, but she pretended they weren't there making them invisible to her soul so she didn't have to acknowledge their existence. Just like if she pretended everything was fine on the Bebop than nothing was wrong.
The world wasn't some mean unforgiving place to her. It was innocent and heart filled, and everyone loved everyone else, and no one just died or was killed off by some evil fate that wasn't very nice. In her world no one really died. Especially her friends.
Ein was sleeping behind her as she yawned and smiled as she sat on the floor next to the yellow sofa on the Bebop. It was her birthday today, not a time for tears or for long faces, but a time for yummy cake, bright candles, wishes, and singing that meant her new age into an adulthood she really didn't care about. Really didn't understand.
Jet walked in, an apron wrapped around his slim body as his eyes reflected fatigue, their depths distant in thought.
Ed looked up waiting to see him smile, to say 'Happy Birthday!", to pat her on the head and give her a present.
No smile.
No words spoken.
No pat on the head.
No present.
Jet walked out.
Ed groaned as she fell back and landed on Ein's back, her eyes closing as she wished for sleep that took her to lollipop dreams, and candy filled corners where happiness was innocence and ignorance was bliss. No one forgot it was her birthday, no one acted as if the world ended, and no one thought Spike-person wasn't coming back.
"Happy Birthday to Ed, Happy Birthday to Ed," she sang softly as drool ran down her smiling gaping lips. Sugar plums danced around her head and dreams as she giggled and reached for them with her hands in the empty air of reality.
"Mmmmm, yummy," she muttered as she stuffed an invisible piece of food in her mouth and chewed mechanically.
Then she heard a stomp and opened one eye to watch Faye slump on the chair across the table. The woman seemed tired as her purple hair poked through the towel on her head gleaming wet in the dim lights. Her long legs hung over the edge as the terry cloth robe hung modestly around a pale form, much too fatigue looking for 'pretty' or 'young' though the woman was both. Her green eyes were sad, angry, hurt, and Ed sat straight up as she grabbed for the vial of blue finger nail polish on the table, her heart jumping with happiness to have fun- to do something 'special' for one of her 'special' friends even though Ed knew that that 'special' person forgot it was Ed's 'special' day.
"Faye-Faye, Edward paint toe nails?" A small silly smile raced across the child's lips searching for the feeling that went along with the motion as Faye looked over and only shook her head.
"Not right now, Ed." Came a tired reply.
Ed giggled. "Why not, Faye-Faye? Why not paint nails?" She waved her hands in the air as she wailed for no particular reason.
"Not right now, Ed," Faye said again closing her eyes and putting her thumb and forefinger against her forehead. Something filled the air around them and Ed didn't like the feeling that it brought her.
She didn't like the feeling of silence so loud all she could hear was her heart beating painfully. She didn't like hurt at all let alone feeling it.
"C'mon, Faye-Faye. It be fun-fun!" Ed crawled on all fours around the table and to Faye's feet, the brush of blue paint already out and ready to do it's handy work.
Faye pulled her feet away as her eyes snapped open angrily. "Not now, Ed!" Faye hissed. Her anger, her pain, and hurt all shone in emerald green eyes, as Ed's own eyes faded in hurt as if the sun hid behind a cloud of unhappiness that threatened her innocence.
"But, Faye-Faye.." Ed began, crestfallen. Then she rolled over and began to growl, not wanting to show her hurt, not wanting to hurt at all. Pretend to be an animal that doesn't hurt but growls and barks, and knows only those two things. Animal instincts were sometimes better than being humanly hurt, or scared, or angry. It was so much easier to pretend to be so emotionless as an animal than face reality that blew bones cold and burned them away.
"Ed, don't you get it?! I don't want my nails painted, I couldn't care less about my goddamn toe nails! Spike left, he's dead now!! And all you can think about is painting my goddamn toe nails!!" Faye stood angrily as Ed took in the words, felt her eyes fill with tears and her soul fill with hurt and tear swiftly as she began to howl at the invisible moon of her heart.
"You'll never get it, will you Ed?" Faye stared down with green eyes of rage and contempt with a hint of jealousy of a single child's hope to believe in the good around them and over look the bad.
Ed just wanted to be happy as she stared up and began panting, tongue lolling out like dog as a dopey smile played over her mouth.
Ed just wanted everyone to be happy.
Faye grunted in disgust.
"Get a real life, kid, and grow the hell up. Because real life isn't all smiles and giggles. It's pain and hurt, loss and regret. Everyone seems to know that except you!" Faye said coldly before walking out of the room and leaving Ed shaking with hurt, eyes wandering after the closed door, smile still lopsided but almost nonexistent in the dim light as her tongue, still lolling, slipped back between two now frowning lips.
It was her 'special' day. It was her birthday, and no one seemed to care.
Ed cared.
She turned to Ein, her eyes still sparkling with tears as the dog stared at her sympathetically.
Ein cared.
Ed whimpered.
She then crawled back over to Tomato and slowly gathered the computer into her arms, searching for comfort in an inanimate object warmer than the animate objects around her. She pulled the goggles down around her neck slowly as she tried her best to ignore the tears that wouldn't stop filling her eyes as she tried to deny the fact that she was hurting inside. She didn't like to hurt. All she had wanted was a simple birthday, a kind she never had before. A kind that revolved around the ones she loved, the ones that gave her friendship she never felt before. But the ones she loved, they didn't seem to love her anymore.
Why?
Was it because she didn't have a real life like Faye-Faye had said? Was it because she wasn't grown up?
But she did have a real life, she had the Bebop-Bebop. And she knew all she needed to know. She didn't need to grow up to know that.
Ein stared at her as she stood, her enthusiasm for the day dried up with wet tears that trickled to the floor, one landing on the dog's head as he whimpered and shook it off.
Ed didn't want tears, so the tears weren't there even though they were. If she just pretended...
"C'mon, Ein," Ed said brokenly, then smiled as a new idea popped into her head. "Ed know! We find new people to celebrate Ed's birthday with!" She smiled at Ein and hugged the dog as she got up and put Tomato on her head. She walked out the door and began walking to her room to pack humming 'Happy Birthday To Ed' all the way.
She didn't care if the next stop wasn't Earth.
Ed was leaving again to find new friends to celebrate her 'special' day.
Maybe she'd find Lunk-head in-between.
A/N- Ed is a very hard character to write, but I'll try. She see things as innocent, as if the world has no wrong but as we all know the world is full of many wrongs. But I am trying so please no flames....
Chapter One
Ed's Diary
Date: Ed's BIRTHDAY!!
Today is Edward's birthday!! Ed make it up cuz Ed like makin' things up. Makes Ed special to know that she can make things up all by herself!!
Ed fourteen Earth years!!
Jet sad today. Lunk-head left Bebop-Bebop weeks ago and not come back. Ed misses Spike-Person, but Ed knows that Spike-Person will come back. Ed is sure she will see Lunk-head again, but Jet tells Ed "No, Spike-Person never coming back." But Ed doesn't believe Jet.
Ed doesn't want to believe Jet.
Faye-Faye sad too. Even on Ed's birthday both Bebop persons not happy.
Ein is sad.
Ed is sad.
Ed come back to Bebop-Bebop to have party, cake, and candles. Ed never had that before. Ed wanted that with new family cuz Ed's new family is special like her.
Ed wants her birthday to be a happy fun-fun day. But Faye-Faye and Jet not happy, not havin' fun-fun.
Ed wants to cry.
Ed want Lunk-head back on Bebop-Bebop.
END ENTRY
She stared at Tomato's screen through the green glass of her goggles as if the screen and the words written on it weren't really there, just right in front of her. Tears slid down her cheeks, but she pretended they weren't there making them invisible to her soul so she didn't have to acknowledge their existence. Just like if she pretended everything was fine on the Bebop than nothing was wrong.
The world wasn't some mean unforgiving place to her. It was innocent and heart filled, and everyone loved everyone else, and no one just died or was killed off by some evil fate that wasn't very nice. In her world no one really died. Especially her friends.
Ein was sleeping behind her as she yawned and smiled as she sat on the floor next to the yellow sofa on the Bebop. It was her birthday today, not a time for tears or for long faces, but a time for yummy cake, bright candles, wishes, and singing that meant her new age into an adulthood she really didn't care about. Really didn't understand.
Jet walked in, an apron wrapped around his slim body as his eyes reflected fatigue, their depths distant in thought.
Ed looked up waiting to see him smile, to say 'Happy Birthday!", to pat her on the head and give her a present.
No smile.
No words spoken.
No pat on the head.
No present.
Jet walked out.
Ed groaned as she fell back and landed on Ein's back, her eyes closing as she wished for sleep that took her to lollipop dreams, and candy filled corners where happiness was innocence and ignorance was bliss. No one forgot it was her birthday, no one acted as if the world ended, and no one thought Spike-person wasn't coming back.
"Happy Birthday to Ed, Happy Birthday to Ed," she sang softly as drool ran down her smiling gaping lips. Sugar plums danced around her head and dreams as she giggled and reached for them with her hands in the empty air of reality.
"Mmmmm, yummy," she muttered as she stuffed an invisible piece of food in her mouth and chewed mechanically.
Then she heard a stomp and opened one eye to watch Faye slump on the chair across the table. The woman seemed tired as her purple hair poked through the towel on her head gleaming wet in the dim lights. Her long legs hung over the edge as the terry cloth robe hung modestly around a pale form, much too fatigue looking for 'pretty' or 'young' though the woman was both. Her green eyes were sad, angry, hurt, and Ed sat straight up as she grabbed for the vial of blue finger nail polish on the table, her heart jumping with happiness to have fun- to do something 'special' for one of her 'special' friends even though Ed knew that that 'special' person forgot it was Ed's 'special' day.
"Faye-Faye, Edward paint toe nails?" A small silly smile raced across the child's lips searching for the feeling that went along with the motion as Faye looked over and only shook her head.
"Not right now, Ed." Came a tired reply.
Ed giggled. "Why not, Faye-Faye? Why not paint nails?" She waved her hands in the air as she wailed for no particular reason.
"Not right now, Ed," Faye said again closing her eyes and putting her thumb and forefinger against her forehead. Something filled the air around them and Ed didn't like the feeling that it brought her.
She didn't like the feeling of silence so loud all she could hear was her heart beating painfully. She didn't like hurt at all let alone feeling it.
"C'mon, Faye-Faye. It be fun-fun!" Ed crawled on all fours around the table and to Faye's feet, the brush of blue paint already out and ready to do it's handy work.
Faye pulled her feet away as her eyes snapped open angrily. "Not now, Ed!" Faye hissed. Her anger, her pain, and hurt all shone in emerald green eyes, as Ed's own eyes faded in hurt as if the sun hid behind a cloud of unhappiness that threatened her innocence.
"But, Faye-Faye.." Ed began, crestfallen. Then she rolled over and began to growl, not wanting to show her hurt, not wanting to hurt at all. Pretend to be an animal that doesn't hurt but growls and barks, and knows only those two things. Animal instincts were sometimes better than being humanly hurt, or scared, or angry. It was so much easier to pretend to be so emotionless as an animal than face reality that blew bones cold and burned them away.
"Ed, don't you get it?! I don't want my nails painted, I couldn't care less about my goddamn toe nails! Spike left, he's dead now!! And all you can think about is painting my goddamn toe nails!!" Faye stood angrily as Ed took in the words, felt her eyes fill with tears and her soul fill with hurt and tear swiftly as she began to howl at the invisible moon of her heart.
"You'll never get it, will you Ed?" Faye stared down with green eyes of rage and contempt with a hint of jealousy of a single child's hope to believe in the good around them and over look the bad.
Ed just wanted to be happy as she stared up and began panting, tongue lolling out like dog as a dopey smile played over her mouth.
Ed just wanted everyone to be happy.
Faye grunted in disgust.
"Get a real life, kid, and grow the hell up. Because real life isn't all smiles and giggles. It's pain and hurt, loss and regret. Everyone seems to know that except you!" Faye said coldly before walking out of the room and leaving Ed shaking with hurt, eyes wandering after the closed door, smile still lopsided but almost nonexistent in the dim light as her tongue, still lolling, slipped back between two now frowning lips.
It was her 'special' day. It was her birthday, and no one seemed to care.
Ed cared.
She turned to Ein, her eyes still sparkling with tears as the dog stared at her sympathetically.
Ein cared.
Ed whimpered.
She then crawled back over to Tomato and slowly gathered the computer into her arms, searching for comfort in an inanimate object warmer than the animate objects around her. She pulled the goggles down around her neck slowly as she tried her best to ignore the tears that wouldn't stop filling her eyes as she tried to deny the fact that she was hurting inside. She didn't like to hurt. All she had wanted was a simple birthday, a kind she never had before. A kind that revolved around the ones she loved, the ones that gave her friendship she never felt before. But the ones she loved, they didn't seem to love her anymore.
Why?
Was it because she didn't have a real life like Faye-Faye had said? Was it because she wasn't grown up?
But she did have a real life, she had the Bebop-Bebop. And she knew all she needed to know. She didn't need to grow up to know that.
Ein stared at her as she stood, her enthusiasm for the day dried up with wet tears that trickled to the floor, one landing on the dog's head as he whimpered and shook it off.
Ed didn't want tears, so the tears weren't there even though they were. If she just pretended...
"C'mon, Ein," Ed said brokenly, then smiled as a new idea popped into her head. "Ed know! We find new people to celebrate Ed's birthday with!" She smiled at Ein and hugged the dog as she got up and put Tomato on her head. She walked out the door and began walking to her room to pack humming 'Happy Birthday To Ed' all the way.
She didn't care if the next stop wasn't Earth.
Ed was leaving again to find new friends to celebrate her 'special' day.
Maybe she'd find Lunk-head in-between.