The Poison Pen
By: SwimmingBird
AN: I am not a Braggart but I do consider myself to be one of the Largest Bebop Fans out there. I haven't written any fan fiction in awhile so if my characters are ooc then please tell me why you think so. But I don't think that should be a problem. Thanks
They all sat in the common room there on the Bebop. Faye was Smoking her ever-present Cigarette. Jet moved on of his Banzai's into the room (due to Spike telling him he was being anti-social while he was pruning them.) and he was currently re-potting his most prized plant. Spike was doing one handed pushups behind the yellow couch. Ed was doing a perfect headstand while typing on her keyboard. She suddenly let out a gasp.
"MAILS HERE!!!" She zoomed down the corridor in true ed-airplane mode. Leaving everyone else in the common room utterly confused. Not surprised, but defiantly confused.
"I wonder what that was about Faye sighed between inhale and exhale"
" She was Probably Talking about the mail we get because we are docked here on mars. Its usually just Junk mail." Jet explained.
Spike Grunted. He held very still in between his 76th and 77th pushup " yeah just like the time our good friend Marco sent us a letter from prison. The poor mailman almost got his arm blown off."
Faye spat out at Spikes attitude "Marco Viyacko was a hack, Spike you know that. He was trying to get even with us for throwing him in the can" She turned around and looked over the back of the couch to look at Spike to see what he thought of what she said. He was gone. She looked up towards the entry-way just to see Spike's back facing her.
"At least I care about Ed's arm!!!" Spikes Voice Resonated through the metal hallways"
"Im going to my room!" Faye Grunted, obviously upset that Spike had one that round.
"you do that Sunshine" Jet said and instantly knew he had added insult to injury.
"shutup."
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Outside, Spike squinted at the sun. he could barely make out Ed's lanky figure at the Mail retrieval post. He walked over to her putting his hand on his shoulder.
"what do we have, Cowgirl?" obviously Ed's imagination had been poked at by Spike calling her Cowgirl.
"Waaayyllll Partner, we got some pretty flyers (immediately going out of her cowgirl character and back into good ole' Ed) but we also got this letter. She immediately handed it to Spike. Even the envelope was pretty. thick, non-bleached paper with gorgeous calligraphy on the front and back. It was Latin. Spike knew a little bit. But Jet knew more. Before he would open it. He thought he would find jet first. Spike walked away from Ed. Still looking at the envelope. He immediately bumped into Jet.
"Hey where are you headed Jet? I need ya real quick"
"I am going Grocery shopping" by his tone spike immediately noticed that it was going to be cup soup that night. The crew had been running low for weeks now.
"take a look at this." He handed him the envelope and on the front it said:
"De Mortous Nil Nisi Bonum"
"Let Nothing But Good be said for the Dead" Jet Trailed off. Looking up blankly at spike.
"Lets go inside" Spike yawned. Obviously not bothered by the eerie type.
AN. Due to my Constant chatting on the Net I tend to randomly Capitalize everything . I apologize. Im sorry also for all of my other Grammatical faults. I plan to update. But only if I see positive feedback. Like I said this is my first one in awhile. And I am unsure of myself. Anyway . until next time....
AN: I am not a Braggart but I do consider myself to be one of the Largest Bebop Fans out there. I haven't written any fan fiction in awhile so if my characters are ooc then please tell me why you think so. But I don't think that should be a problem. Thanks
They all sat in the common room there on the Bebop. Faye was Smoking her ever-present Cigarette. Jet moved on of his Banzai's into the room (due to Spike telling him he was being anti-social while he was pruning them.) and he was currently re-potting his most prized plant. Spike was doing one handed pushups behind the yellow couch. Ed was doing a perfect headstand while typing on her keyboard. She suddenly let out a gasp.
"MAILS HERE!!!" She zoomed down the corridor in true ed-airplane mode. Leaving everyone else in the common room utterly confused. Not surprised, but defiantly confused.
"I wonder what that was about Faye sighed between inhale and exhale"
" She was Probably Talking about the mail we get because we are docked here on mars. Its usually just Junk mail." Jet explained.
Spike Grunted. He held very still in between his 76th and 77th pushup " yeah just like the time our good friend Marco sent us a letter from prison. The poor mailman almost got his arm blown off."
Faye spat out at Spikes attitude "Marco Viyacko was a hack, Spike you know that. He was trying to get even with us for throwing him in the can" She turned around and looked over the back of the couch to look at Spike to see what he thought of what she said. He was gone. She looked up towards the entry-way just to see Spike's back facing her.
"At least I care about Ed's arm!!!" Spikes Voice Resonated through the metal hallways"
"Im going to my room!" Faye Grunted, obviously upset that Spike had one that round.
"you do that Sunshine" Jet said and instantly knew he had added insult to injury.
"shutup."
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Outside, Spike squinted at the sun. he could barely make out Ed's lanky figure at the Mail retrieval post. He walked over to her putting his hand on his shoulder.
"what do we have, Cowgirl?" obviously Ed's imagination had been poked at by Spike calling her Cowgirl.
"Waaayyllll Partner, we got some pretty flyers (immediately going out of her cowgirl character and back into good ole' Ed) but we also got this letter. She immediately handed it to Spike. Even the envelope was pretty. thick, non-bleached paper with gorgeous calligraphy on the front and back. It was Latin. Spike knew a little bit. But Jet knew more. Before he would open it. He thought he would find jet first. Spike walked away from Ed. Still looking at the envelope. He immediately bumped into Jet.
"Hey where are you headed Jet? I need ya real quick"
"I am going Grocery shopping" by his tone spike immediately noticed that it was going to be cup soup that night. The crew had been running low for weeks now.
"take a look at this." He handed him the envelope and on the front it said:
"De Mortous Nil Nisi Bonum"
"Let Nothing But Good be said for the Dead" Jet Trailed off. Looking up blankly at spike.
"Lets go inside" Spike yawned. Obviously not bothered by the eerie type.
AN. Due to my Constant chatting on the Net I tend to randomly Capitalize everything . I apologize. Im sorry also for all of my other Grammatical faults. I plan to update. But only if I see positive feedback. Like I said this is my first one in awhile. And I am unsure of myself. Anyway . until next time....