Another note: Once again, this will be different from the original episode. I'm just telling you know so that you'd understand.
Disclaimer: I haven't really put one of these out but, you all should
know that I obviously don't own Cowboy Bebop, or else I wouldn't be making
a fanfic, instead I'd actually make the actual animation of this
little story ^_^. how I'd love to do that!
Chapter seven: Two Cowboys and the basic D.I.D. Part one
Hazy eyes opened with an unclear vision; Faye groaned at the sight of a familiar man sitting at the edge of her bed, his bare back to her, "What now?" she grumbled.
The man turned his head to her with a pleasant smile, "Howdy-doo-dee." Spike answered, "I just came by to ask you why you took so long taking a bath."
Faye groaned and half-closed her eyelids as she kept her head on her pillow, "What time is it?"
"Almost three in the morning." Spike smiled at Faye's angry reaction; she realized that she had only been asleep for two hours.
"By the way," Spike turned his eyes to her right hand and pointed to it, "How'd you get that?"
Faye looked at the object Spike pointed to and slowly slipped it under her pillow, "I had an accident in the bathroom. I slid and hit it over the edge of the tub."
Spike raised a brow, "Oh.. and I suppose the red spots in your Redtail wasn't blood, and that the broken glass was just laying there and you have no clue why?"
Frowning, Faye turned over from her side to her back and sighed, "Okay.. so I hit the damn warning light... by accident." she hoped that Spike wouldn't be able to catch the deceit in her words.
Luckily, Spike just shrugged and reached for her hand. He carefully took it in his and looked over it, "So, are you okay now?"
Letting him hold her hand, Faye inwardly blushed, "Yeah.." she replied in a small voice, "it isn't so bad now. It's healing." He didn't say anything after that, he just kept inspecting her hand. After a while, Faye sat up and looked at him in a scowl, "Wait a minute, why are you in my room at all? Who told you that you could come in?"
His eyes transfixed with hers again, he gave a meek smile, "I couldn't sleep, so I came over to check on you."
"How lovely." Faye sarcastically replied, "Since you have 'checked' on me, and already have woken me up, would you please go so I could get back to sleep?"
"I was hoping," Spike gave a grin, "maybe I could sleep beside you again?"
"Maybe, 'not'." Faye said hotly, "What's the reason, anyways?"
Spike reached for his shoulder blade to scratch, "I don't know," he said softly, "in case you get a nightmare again? Or maybe because finally I'll fall asleep?" he shrugged and took hold of her right hand once more, "Please?" he begged with his best pleading voice and eyes.
Faye moved away a bit at the sight of his pleads; she was a bit flustered, "I don't know... I don't think it would be such a good idea."
"Why not?" Spike asked in sudden sadness, "I swear I won't make a big deal about it.. or try anything funny?" he pulled her bandaged right hand up to his cheek, pouted childishly.
"Eh.. well.. I-I don't know!" Faye didn't know what to say; should she say, 'Yup, hop on in!' or 'Go back to your room now!'?
Studying Spike's face, a realization suddenly dawned her; this guy cares. It shocked her, frightened her, made her uneasy; she'd never seen anyone else give her a look of sincerity like that, other than Whitney. It made her feel wanted, and needed.
..But then again, Whitney wasn't such a gentleman afterall. So, what makes Spike so different?
His words...
His eyes...
Him... basically.
Taking an extremely long sigh, Faye nodded, "Fine... promise to try anything or boast about this... I'm warning you."
With a grin, Spike scooted himself in Faye's blanket while she made space for him, "Warning taken noticed." he said as he laid down.
Feeling Spike's leg brushing hers, Faye suddenly felt herself turn red, This is ridiculous! What was I thinking?! She stiffened and turned to her side, facing the wall; trying to crumple herself as close as possible.
Yawning, Spike noticed his friend's uncomfortable position. Also turning to his side, facing the wall, he wrapped an arm around her waist.
Faye gave a jolt, "You said nothing funny!" she spat to him.
"It's not anything funny, Faye, you just seem too nervous, so I'm trying to get you to settle down." Spike answered nonchalantly.
Faye felt the red burn her cheeks, "By touching me?!"
"What's wrong?" Spike teased, "Can't handle a little 'skin-on-skin'?" he gave short laugh, "Come on, why can't I hold you? Just calm down."
Taking in a short breath and long exhale, Faye pursed her lips, "You can keep the hand there, but that's it. No other place; no more hands."
Spike chuckled and leaned to the crane of her neck, "Yes, ma'am." and closed his eyes.
Faye couldn't be more red than the hue of red she was now. She was about to something about him placing his head on her neck to sleep, but felt the his warm breath softly pricking her flesh. He already fell asleep? Faye looked to her side slightly and found the man with his eyes closed and calmly breathing, Man.. he wasn't kidding when he said he couldn't sleep.
Smiling a little, Faye left his head position where it was and laid hers down on the pillow. Her right hand in front of her, she placed her other hand on top of the one on her stomach. Patting his warm hand in a slow rhythm, like a silent lullaby, Faye closed her eyes and fell asleep.
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"Spike, where have you been?" Jet asked the man walking half-asleep towards the living room.
Spike sat himself down on the nearby chair, "I've been sleeping, Jet, what do you think?"
Jet gave a chuckle, "You were sleeping in Faye's room. I got curious." he gave him a cocky smile.
Finding his friend's musings rather annoying, Spike reached for a cigarette, lit it, and took a breath, "You know Jet, you can be such a bastard." Jet only laughed
"Anyways," Spike continued, "Where's the girl?" fully noticing that Meifa was not around.
Jet scratched his head, "We're in Mars right now, we're docked at the usual place. She left a couple of minutes ago, not much else to say."
Feeling a sad tone in his friend's voice, Spike nodded in agreement, "So.. why aren't we in space yet? Is she coming with us?"
"Naw, I'm here to give you a bounty that's nearby." Jet's voice climbing up enthusiastically, "Some man that calls himself the 'Teddy Bommer'. Info says he sets bombs in tall buildings with some sort of prop."
"Hm, let me guess his prop, it's a teddy bear?" Spike replied amused, "Mars is surely home to some of the weirdest people, you know." he stood up and smashed his half-finished cig into a glass ashtray on the table.
"That's odd for you to be saying, Spike." Jet interjected (a/n: LOL!! it sounds weird.. 'jet interjected' hehe..ok i'll shut up now), "Considering you were born here."
Spike motioned his hand in the air, "I didn't say I wasn't one of them." He headed back to his room to put on his shirt.
*****
'Where the hell's this guy at?' Spike leaned against a metal bar nearby, watching vigil for a large man who may be dispersing a teddy plushie nearby. Jet had told him that his next attack would be near these towers, so that's why he was here.
The towers were empty, except for a few men and women walking about with briefcases; none of them looked suspicious to Spike, and so he passed them on as workers.
Finally, he spotted a large man carrying a teddy bear. Holding his cig in his hand, he smudged it on the metal bar he leaned on and watched the man carefully.
He did look suspicious; his eyes were darting back and forth across the room, and he was sweating a great deal. He was dressed in a blue janitor uniform, his face half shadowed by his cap. With intent eyes, Spike watched as the man headed towards the escalator going down to the next floor.
Following him with quiet steps, Spike looked around to see the whole floor clear, much to his fortune. Stalking down to the bearded man, he tapped him on the shoulder, "Excuse me, aren't you a little old for stuffed animals?"
The bewildered man turned to him, shocked, "Oh uh.. I found it earlier. Someone must have left it somewhere." he quickly placed the brown teddy bear on the middle bar of the escalator, but before it could rise back up with the moving belt, Spike grabbed hold of it.
"Hmm, it might be mine you know." he poked around the Velcro opening in the back and prodded it for a while before shrugging and placing it back on the belt, "Nah, it's not mine. Mine is colored differently."
He heard the man give a nervous chuckle, and as they reached the bottom end of the escalator, Spike aimed his gun at the man as he stepped off, "Don't think I don't know who you are, Teddy Bommer?"
The man grinned and turned around, his hands raised in the air, "Don't think I don't know you also, Spike Spiegel." he smirked and raised a small detonator in his hand, "You're pretty slow to catch on, aren't you? Didn't you know that stuffed animal had a bomb in it?"
Spike gave a grin, "I did, that's why I'm telling you know that it isn't going to work when you press that button." he raised his hand to give the man a glimpse of what exactly he pulled out when he prodded the bear; the detonation pin.
"What?!" the man bellowed, then furiously pressed the detonator. Nothing happened. He grumbled and pressed it over and over again, until Spike cocked the gun in between his eyes.
"Let's go take a little visit to the police station shall we?" he took the disabled detonator from the man's hands and pushed him towards the exit of the building. Once they stepped out, the man began to laugh.
"What the hell's so funny, old man?" Spike asked, not liking the old man's sudden action.
The man's face lit, "There's more than one bomb, sonny!" he yelled, and at the same time, a large boom was heard from the mid-sections of the two large skyscrapers. Spike looked up in awe as clouds of smoke hovered around the middle areas. He turned to the man and shoved him to the floor.
"You bastard. That's the last time you'll be able to do that!"
--whistling tune *dut-dut-dut-tuuuuut*--
"Stop there!" a voice called from their side, and both Spike and the man looked up to see a young man on horseback. He was fully dressed as a original cowboy suit; the whole hat, boots, and saddle. As he neared, he gave a smirk down to the two men below him and pulled out a shotgun.
"What the hell do you want?" Spike raged out, annoyed that someone was interrupting his catch.
"You there, Teddy Bommer!" the man pointed his gun at Spike, "You're under arrest, under my arrest. Come with me quietly and no one will get hurt."
"Huh?" Spike twisted his face hopelessly at the man, "I'm not Teddy Bommer! He is!" he pointed to the man who was supposedly on the floor in front of him, but was no longer there. Instead, the man had made a dash for it.
"Dammit!" Spike cursed and started to chase after him when suddenly, he heard the horse give a whinny and his face met with the cement floor. Four sharp pains ached his back and he yelled out. He looked up to see the man on the horse chase after his bounty.
"You stupid ass!! I'm going to get you for this!!!" Spike strained to shout, his back marked only with four horse shoe-shaped swells.
*****
"So this guy comes in, on horse and hat, and he thinks I'm that psycho bomber!" Spike clenched his teeth as he sat, shirtless, his back facing the audience he was talking to.
"I don't blame him." Faye drawled, placing two hands behind her head, and laying back on the couch.
"Spike, can't you just say that you couldn't get this guy because.. well... because you couldn't?" Jet stated, not believing Spike's story at all.
Grumbling, Spike pointed an angry finger to the marks on his back, "If there wasn't a horse and some ass who tried to rob my bounty, then why are there hoof marks on my back?!"
Faye shrugged, "For all we know, you could have tripped on your lanky legs and fell in the middle of a dirt path, when suddenly a horse sped by."
Spike turned around to face her, scowling angrily, "Haha, this is all very funny to you isn't it? I'm not lying dammit, this guy was real. He came out of nowhere just when I was about to turn the bounty in, on his damn horse, and thought I was Teddy Bommer! That's when the real Teddy Bommer got away, and that damn cowboy rode his damn horse all over me!"
Jet and Faye both looked at him indifferently.
"You know that excuse is getting really tiring." Jet added, "Besides, how do we even know you're talking real? I mean, you don't know this guy's name or where he came from, and we haven't found a single thing that fits your description on the computer yet."
Spike opened his mouth to retort, when suddenly Ed began to squeal.
"Man on horse! Man on horse! His name is Andy, of course-of course!!" she yelled and held her tomato (her computer) on top of her head for the whole room to see.
"Ha!" Spike boasted and stood up to point at the profile picture in the computer screen, "I told you he was real!"
Faye leaned closer to the screen to take a good look, "Andy, huh? He's kind of cute."
"What?" Spike intervened and eyed her oddly.
Jet came around and pushed his way behind Faye to also take a good look at the screen, "So Ed, what's the deal with this guy?"
"Andy-cowboy was a member of the YMCA." Ed lulled.
"He's a christian?" Spike asked in wonder.
"No! The Young Men's Cowboy Association!" Ed laughed, "But he was kicked out soon afterwards."
"What's for Ed?" Jet asked as he hovered above the young girl.
"For being a nuisance!" Ed giggled.
Faye stood up straight and crossed her eyes to Spike, "Sounds oddly like someone I know."
Spike shot Faye an angry glance, "Shut up." he grumbled and turned to Jet, "So what are we supposed to do now?"
Jet shrugged, "Well, since we're still here, and that Teddy Bomber guy is also, we might as well go off to find him again. I heard his next location is at that big hotel who's hosting a masquerade party."
Faye rolled her eyes wearily, "Great.." she mumbled and headed to her room to change.
"Hmph! Let's go!" Spike said enthusiastically and stomped to his own room to change.
Jet sat down and grabbed hold of the black wig, Ein had on and placed it on top of his head. He eyed the round sunglasses that sat on the table before picking it up and placing them on, "How do I look, Ed?"
Ed turned around from her computer screen and laughed, "Jet-person looks like a hippie! Jet-person can be a hippie!"
"Huh?" Jet cocked an eye, "What the hell's that?"
Instead of answering him, Ed stood up and danced around, "Ed wants to go!! Ed wants to go!!"
"No!"
*****
"Any minute now..." Spike mumbled through the cold plastic mask he wore. It wasn't much of a costume, but it was doing fine for him so far.
"You keep saying that." Faye hissed from his side, irritated by his constant mutterings, "Will you just be quiet until he actually pops into sight?" Her costume was more detailed. A portrayal of a woman from the early west, with a mask that only hid her eyes. Faye sat uncomfortably at the edge of the stool seat, her light lavender dress flowed all around her. She grumbled in frustration as she once again, reached down to pull up an annoying flare on the tip of her dress.
Spike turned to her, seeing her boil in fury at herself underneath the pile of clothes she had wore. He had to admit, that early southwestern look she had on fitted her perfectly well. He smiled at her casually, showing every inch of his front teeth, "Don't get too tight in your purple panties now. It happens to be very unlady-like."
Faye's brow furrowed, "At least I had look like I'm actually wearing a real costume. Not like you." she stood up from her seat and looked at him from the front, "All I'm getting from this is: 'I'm a man with putrid taste and is only good enough to wear a mask--or--I'm a man with a horrible description that I only need one mask to add to the costume I wear every day to make me look either weirdishly stunning or really creepy.'"
"Which one do I look the most? The cool guy with one mask, or the man who's either stunning or creepy?" Spike replied sharply, expecting to catch her. Unfortunately for him, Faye sighed and crossed her hands to him as she spoke; this could only mean she already knew and didn't have to think twice about her answer.
"The second; ending with the word creepy." Faye retorted as she sat back down and took a drink from a waiter passing by.
Spike leaned back into his bar stool and rested his elbows at the wooden bar table, "Yeah right. I'm deliciously stunning, and you know it."
Faye placed her drink down sharply and turned her head the other way from Spike, "Sure you are, cowboy. I could never take you away from your dreams, so why do I bother trying to deny it."
"Oh come on, Faye." Spike held his hands up, to her, "I don't think you look bad in your costume. In fact, I wish you'd wear something like that every day."
Hearing, Faye turned to him displeasingly, "What?" she asked dully, "Me? Wearing this 'country' dress when I'm supposed to be a bounty hunter?"
Spike nodded, "Why not, you look good in it. You have can be fashion conscious when you're a bounty hunter."
A hint of red creeped itself on her cheeks, and Faye glowered to the man that made her do so, "You've got to be crazy. 'Fashion conscious'? Please."
Chuckling, Spike draped an arm over her shoulders, "Come on, Faye. I was only playing.. you didn't look like you're having much fun."
Facing anywhere but at Spike, Faye's lifted her red face up and snorted, "Like any of this is supposed to be fun."
Smiling at his friend's obvious reactions, Spike raised a brow and gave a smirk at her that only meant that he's about to do something really stupid.
"So.." Spike started, his voice lifting over the crowd conversations, "How was last night for you?"
Faye turned to him wide eyed and furious; the room became suddenly quiet and all eyes turned to them.
Spike looked around and face faulted at the sight of Faye's infuriated face in front of him. He could tell she was really mad now, her breathing was suddenly ragged and short. And her eyes looked as if it was trying to burn holes through him.
But to his surprise, Faye calmed herself down and waved a hand in front of her, "It was quite fun, we should do that more often." she replied coolly.
There was a soft laughter from the crowd, and they began to continue to mind their own.
Spike slumped back as Faye lunged a hand on his collar once the crowd's eyes turned away, "I swear I will kill you." Faye gritted her teeth. Spike knew he had gone to far, but he was too confident that he just decided to make it up later. Really, he was only teasing her. And really, he hadn't really meant the question to be so.. blunt as it sounded.
He gave a nod to her, and with a huff, she let him go and grabbed hold of the front of her dress, and walked off to the ladies room.
Seeing her dress slightly lift itself above her calves, Spike turned his head to the right as he eyed something underneath it all.
"Hey, you're wearing pink, not purple!" he shouted her, knowing it would only piss her off more... oh well.
"Fuck you!" Faye shouted back, and waved a not-so-familiar finger at him.
"Hey, if you two are finished making a scene, Spike. I just want to inform you that our little buddy made it." Spike suddenly received from the earpiece covering his right ear.
"Where's he at, Jet?" Spike asked softly, so that no one else in the room would hear him.
"I'm approaching him now.. go and find me."
"Yeah.." Spike stood from his stool and looked across the room, "But where are you at, exactly?"
"I'm near the bathrooms." Jet said through the earpiece.
"Alright, I'm coming." Spike answered and made his way through the crowd.
*****
Jet, in his 'cool' hippie costume of a 'Peace' shirt, sunglasses, and long-haired wig, casually went up to a man wearing an extremely large teddy bear costume.
"Hey my brother! You gotta have love and peace." he drawled, his voice sounding very calm and laid back.
The man in the teddy suit eyed him oddly, "What the-?" he stopped midway as he saw a familiar figure stand beside the man he who had stopped his walking.
The man removed his mask and smirked at him, "Hey there, didn't think I was coming back now did you?"
(a/n: I'll call the guy Teddy ^^;)
Teddy hurled backwards, almost falling to the floor in surprise, "Gah!
It's you!" he pointed a finger to Spike angrily, "Are you following me
around?! How did you know it was me?!"
"Hey my man, we just came for some dough, ya know what I'm saying?" Jet said, waving a peace sign with one hand and a hand held computer tracker with the other.
Spike smirked, "Besides, walking around with that suit; it's pretty obvious it's you."
"Gah!!" Teddy yelled out again, and turned around to run when suddenly...
--whistling *dut-duuuuut.. da-da-da duuuut*--
Remembering the tune before, Spike looked around, knowing what exactly is about to come out.
In a distance, everyone's ears perked towards the elevator doors once they heard a whinny of a horse. Then the elevator doors slide open, revealing a man in a white cowboy suit and horse.
"There he is! Andy!" Spike shouted angrily.
Jet eyed the man on the horse, slowly advancing towards him, in awe, "Wow, you weren't kidding about a cowboy on a horse were you?"
Everyone stood still and watched the scene unfolding before them.
As the Andy made his way towards them, Teddy fell to his side, afraid that he was going to be captured.
But Andy, turning to Jet, cocked a revolver at him, "Teddy Bommer, come with me now."
"Huh?" Jet asked confusedly.
Andy cocked an eye and pointed another revolver, this time to Spike, "Or.. was it you?"
Flames glinted in Spike's eyes as he stepped up with his fist in front of him, "What?! I met you yesterday! I said I wasn't Teddy Bommer!"
"Yesterday, huh?" Andy scratched the side of his head with one hand, then gave a shrug, "Nope, I don't recall."
"Just what kind of idiot are you?!" Spike shouted, his nostrils flaring with annoyance and spite.
As Andy was about to retort something back, his head moved to the side when the ladies door opened, and brought in a beautiful woman in lavender.
Faye huffed out as she walked, not paying any attention to what was in front of her, until she heard Spike say something. Looking up, she noticed a tall man on a horse, that only made him seem more taller that he already was. He was giving her a winsome grin, and he tipped his hat to her.
"Hello there, ma'am." he greeted, winking a secretive eye to her.
"Hello Andy." she greeted back, one brow overlooking him skeptically.
Andy jumped down from his saddle gracefully, trying to give some sort of impression, that wasn't working for Faye. But he didn't know this, so he kept his gait, "Ah, you've heard of me already?" he fixed his cowboy hat, "Ma'am, you are by far the most beautiful creature to ever grace this planet..." he gave a grin and pointed a thumb at him, "Second from me." he boasted.
Faye would have been flattered. If only he didn't add that last part, "Uh-huh, right." she said quietly. Her hand was taken softly from her side, and brought up for a gentle kiss.
Andy left a brief kiss on the back of her hand and stood back up, "I would like to know if a fine creature such as yourself, would be interested to join such an amazingly-beautiful creature, such as myself, for a dinner date at my yacht?"
Faye took her hand back to her side, "A yacht, hm? I dunno.. maybe."
Spike wasn't liking this at all. Seeing Andy trying to flirt with Faye was truly pissing him off. His fist shaking in front of him, Spike let out a growl, picked up a round black tray that had fallen on the floor, and aimed it for Andy's head, nailing him right on the back of his neck.
Andy yelled out in pain, and turned around to face him, "What's your problem!"
"Leave Faye alone, dammit! You're battle's with me!" Spike spat out, stomping his way over to them.
Andy looked up to the ceiling in thought, then went back to looking at Faye up and down, "So you're Faye? A perfect name for such a perfect creature..
--Once again, Faye would have been flattered if he didn't add..--
"...other than me." he grinned at her, puffing out his chest as if he was some kind of male penguin trying to win a mate.
Faye waved at him, a sorry look in her eyes; she saw Spike behind him, readying himself to sock Andy.
Andy felt a light tap on his shoulders, and as he slowly turned around to face whoever it was, he was welcomed with a blow in between his nose. He stuttered back, not falling at all, and groaned as he felt his nose start to bleed.
Spike looked at the man who had just withstood his punch, getting even more angry.
"You little bastard!" Andy cried out, as his nose kept its bleeding.
Faye gazed at Andy wide-eyed, "Whoa.. you could actually stand one of Spike's punches?"
Finding that his action had actually impressed someone, Andy puffed his chest out again, "Well yes, of course. Coming from a little guy like that, that's all I expected you see."
"Who the hell are you calling ' little guy'?!" Spike furiously stood up in front of his face, threateningly raising another fist at him.
"Who the hell do you think?!" Andy asked back, furious and annoyed at almost about the same level as Spike.
--"Shut the hell up, or I'll--"
--"You shut the hell up--"
"BOTH OF YOU, SHUT THE HELL UP!" Teddy screamed out loud, getting the attention of the two cowboys, including everyone else, "I not only hate you two, damn bounty hunters, but I also hate people who ignore me!!!" he snaked his way behind Faye, and before she could do a thing, or anyone could do a thing, he covered her mouth with a cloth and within a second, she fell limp in his arms.
"Faye!" Spike shouted and tried to advance, when Teddy moved his sleeve up and showed him four or five sets of detonators. Spike suddenly stopped in his place, and eyed the detonators cautiously.
"Now, now!" Teddy warned, backing up to the elevators slowly, "You be a good boy and stay still, or else this whole place, even your little girlfriend here, will all go 'BOOM'. Hehe."
".... Girlfriend?" Andy asked bemused, and turned to Spike, his eyes flashing mad. He grabbed his shoulders and shook him, "She's your girlfriend?!"
Spike pushed him away, "NO! What the hell are you doing?! We have to stop him now!" he demanded to him as soon as Teddy slipped into an elevator and began to descend down.
Mounting his horse (a/n again: just wanted to say that.. LoL, it's sounds so queer! ok.. sorry for that -again-), Andy turned around briskly and made his way to the other elevator to chase him down. Just as he did, two explosions went off in the room, and people began to frantically try to get into an elevator themselves.
Spike, seeing that he might get stuck in the crowd, just as Jet was getting himself to, ran to the stairwell exit and began to make his way down the stairs.
Meanwhile, Teddy Bommer reached the garage area, and found his car. He placed the conscious woman in the back seat, while he hopped in and dashed out.
Teddy heard a low 'ding' of a bell behind him. Looking up on his rear view mirror, he spotted Andy high-tailing him with his horse, "Gah! Not you again!" he cried out and floored it through the streets.
He looked up to find that he was indeed farther away from the man on the horse, a loud explosion to his side made him almost swerve out of control. He looked up in terror as a large, red zip craft followed him.
"Shit!" he cursed out and started to curve around the streets as Spike fired at him at each side.
Andy, noticing that Spike was trying to be the hero, cocked a revolver at his ship and fired.
His ship rumbling from a sudden blow from below, Spike looked down finding out who exactly did it, "Dammit, Andy! What are you doing?!"
"Let a real cowboy handle this, space boy!" Andy shouted up at him.
Slowing down and aiming his machine gun at Andy, he fired a couple of shots, enough to make him fall off his horse in fright, "Take that you little prick!"
Looking back up, Spike couldn't spot the Teddy's car any longer, "Oh shit, Faye!" he groaned and continued to search for the car.
Winding through the whole city, he still couldn't find any sign of Faye, Teddy's car, or Teddy in his stupid-ass teddy bear suit.
After a couple of hours with no luck, he grumbled out of frustration and made his way back to the Bebop, carrying a heavy guilt with him with reasons he couldn't explain.
~review pleaze~
On the next chapter:
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Andy: Howdy, ya'll. `'`^o^'`
Spike: `'`>_>'` What the hell is he doing here?
Strife21: What's wrong with having him here? Isn't he your brother?
Spike: No! I've been lied to! The internet lies! `'`O.O'`
Strife21: .. well duh.. everyone knows that...
Spike: `'`T.T'` My poor Faye.. where is she?!
Andy: `'`ë.ë'` Ah.. the beautiful Faye, who's second best to me.
Spike: `'`>.'` Shut up!
Strife21: If you wanna know where Faye is, hurry up and introduce the next chapter so I could start working on it!
Spike: `'`;_;'` .. no.. Andy.. you go ahead and do it.. I'm too-I'm too.. ::bawls::
Strife21: ¬_¬ man.. whatever!
Andy: `'`*_*'` Ha! The beginning of my stardom! Hehe, don't mind if I do.. -ahem- The next episode will contain humor, love, and sexy 'ol me! Two Cowboy and the basic D.I.D Part two!
Spike: `'`;_;'` That old man better not try anything on Faye.. -sniff-
Strife21: è_ê.. Aw shut up already! I'll get working on it as soon as possible so that you'd stop your whining already!
Spike: `'`O.o'` Hey! At least I'm not the one who got hooked on Harry Potter fics!
Strife21: O.O;; .. so? And it's not really the Harry Potter fics! Only the Draco/Hermione shippings! ...x.x I can't help it.. J.K. Rowling's writing pulled me in it's grasp!
Andy: Like weed.
Spike: .. like 'what'?
Strife21: o.O? How do you know this?
Andy: _->_>; ::looks around nervously:: Eh... Hey! Have you guys tried my Son of a Gun stew?
Strife21: Yah, it sucks, now tell me! O.o What are you, spying on me?!
Andy: What?! What do you mean spying?!
Strife21: How do you know I'm doing weed?! O.O!
Andy: `'`^_^;'` Oh.. you're doing weed.. oh.. hehe.
Spike: `'`X.x'` I'm being left behind again, so I'm ending this right now!
Strife21::busy interrogating Andy:: Where'd you come from?! You're with the cops, aren't you?! You're all against me!! No wait! O.O! My mom put you against me didn't she?!
Andy: Uh.. `'`^_^;'` ..yeah.. that's it, your mom..
~laterz, cowboy...~
Little note:: I'm glad to be back, and so happy that my muse came back! ^_^ Oh yeah.. the whole weed and me thing.. just wanted to tell you that it was only used for a funny skit.. so 'ha-ha'.. yeah.. 'cause you know.. Drugs are *cough* bad. Erhm-kay! Luv you all, and continue reading please!