A/N: Finally, here's chapter two! Thank you for the nice reviews =)
Disclaimer: I don't own CB
Some Vacation...
**** 2 hours later...
They all sat in silence looking out at the sight of trees and non- civilization. 'It's beautiful...' Faye thought as a lake and pine green covered hills came into view.
"Edward is bored, bored, bored" she sang. Everyone remained quiet. She pouted at the dullness of her surroundings. "Are we there yet?" She asked innocently. All heads slowly turned to Edward with dangerous eyes that dared her to say it again. She smiled gingerly, "Edward didn't think so..."
More time passed and they drew closer and closer to the campsite.
"Edward is thirsty," Ed rasped.
"It's all in the cooler. And that's all the way in the back of the truck. We can't get it out now. Can you hold out a little bit longer?" Jet asked.
Edwards managed to utter a dry sound of confirmation.
Spike looked down at the beer in his hands. He looked up at Ed who was also looking at him, then shifted her eyes lower to Spikes lap. He cocked an eyebrow at Ed, wondering what she was thinking. His eyes met Edwards who again looked down at his lap. Spike looked down at his beer, finally catching on. 'Aww... hell. It's my beer. She can't drink alcohol.' Spike looked up. She was pleading with her eyes. 'No way. She can't. She's under age. I'd be breaking a law' Ed gave him her best puppy dog eyes. Spike shielded his eyes, fearing he would give in. 'Who knows what beer could do to this kid...' Edward managed to pout with a sniffle. That did it.
Spike lost it. "You evil, evil child!!! You want some? Fine! We'd be breaking the law!"
Everyone flinched at Spike's sudden outburst.
Disgusted, Faye spoke anyway, "Spike! I can't believe you'd do that! We should throw you out on the road for saying that!"
Spike turned to her, "I know I know! But it's not that bad... As long as no one knows."
Faye glared at him, "That is just so sick, Spike!"
"Hey I'm not all for it! I'm just giving Ed what she wants."
"You monster!!!" Faye yelled.
"What's going on back there!?" Jet demanded as Faye started whacking Spike silly with pillows.
"Ed wants my beer and Faye OW!" Spike got bopped into the window but continued, "thinks I'm a monster for giving my beer to her." The pillow fight stopped. "Just one sip at least. The poor kid is dehydrated." Spike explained.
"...Beer?" Faye questioned.
"Yeah beer. What the hell did you think I was talking about?" Spike was confused.
She grinned, "Oh nothing..." Faye hugged her pillow.
Spike cocked an eyebrow but decided it wasn't worth thinking about now. What ever it was, it was probably dirty, knowing Faye. He held up his beer can. Jet glanced at the rearview mirror and thought for a moment. "I guess. One little sip can't hurt."
Edward lit up. Eager hands snatched the beer can immediately from Spike. Edward chugged and chugged.
"Ed!! Hey! That's enough" Spike tried to stop her.
"Edward! I said one LITTLE sip!" Jet scolded.
"Whoa, look at her go" Faye was amazed as Ed finished the whole can.
"Ah..." Ed smiled.
"You don't think she's..." Faye began.
"Nah... it was only one can. I mean, that can't make her..." Spikes voice trailed off.
Edward hiccuped and grinned wildly.
"Oh great... A drunken Edward... I'd hate to find out how she's gonna act now." Faye stated.
"Can't be much different, can it?" Spike thought out loud.
"Just watch her. Make sure she doesn't do anything that's crazy back there. We're close to the campsite so we'll deal with her there" Jet instructed. Both of them just nodded.
Edward sat properly and lady-like. She crossed her legs and placed her hands daintily on her lap. Spike cocked an eyebrow at Ed's good behavior. Edward turned towards him and smiled normally. Spike slowly backed away as Edward drew closer.
"Maybe beer has an opposite effect on her. Think we should do this more often?" Faye suggested.
"Uhh... I vote no on this one. I think Ed's better sober. And can you please get her off of me?" Spike spoke in a hesitant voice. Ed was now clutching on to Spike like she was a straightjacket and rubbing her cheek against his.
"Hehe I don't know, I think I like this."
"C'mon Faye! Get her off now!" he ordered.
Faye gave in and peeled Edward off of Spike. "Thank you ma'am for saving me from that buffalo." Edward spoke politely with a western accent.
"Uh... Ya sure thing, Ed" Faye spoke slowly, confused at what Edward was saying.
The truck came to a halt. "We're here!" Jet informed everyone. They pulled up to the Ranger's booth and paid the fee. "Alright... Our lot is number 24" The truck moved slowly along the dirt path. Spike looked out his window to find out that it took 10 seconds to pass one tree. Five minutes later, they came across a sign that read "Lot 2"
"Jet... I think we should speed things up," Spike suggested.
"We have to follow the speed limit..."
Spike watched a dog run past the vehicle. "Did you see that?"
Jet sighed. "All right, it can't hurt to go past the speed limit"
"And it didn't hurt to give beer..." Faye pointed out.
The truck sped up gradually. Suddenly, a red light flashed and a siren went off. Jet looked off in all directions but couldn't spot a police. "Coppers!" Edward exclaimed. Spike sighed and fell back into his seat as the siren continued to blare. 'The must have forgotten to check our luggage for any forbidden objects. That means I'll lose my whiskey! Damn three days with these people and no whiskey? I can't do it... I've gotta make a run for it' Jet thought. His foot pressed the gas and sped off until the light disappeared.
Back at the spot from which they sped off, a small child on a tricycle peddled around in circles, playing with his toy siren and flashing reflector.
"Uh... Jet?" Faye wanted to know what was up.
"Don't worry about it, they're gone now. Hm... Where's our lot?" Jet pondered out loud.
Spike groaned, "Don't tell me we're lost..."
"We are not lost! Do not fear, Edward is here!" the little red head exclaimed.
"And I'm not supposed to be scared?" Spike asked dully as he gripped Ed's shirt from the back, so she wouldn't jump out of the window.
Soon, Faye spotted a sign with the number 24. "Uh... I think that spot of dirt is our lot"
"That's why we sleep in the tents, Faye" Jet informed her as if she were only a small child.
"I knew that! Jeez, I'm just saying that there are so many leaves on it," She complained.
"I'll let you guys handle that."
Everyone looked up. "But why? You usually do stuff for us simply because we can't," Spike stated for the rest of them. They all just nodded in agreement.
"You can learn now."
Whining and sighs followed Jet's new orders, but they knew they wouldn't get away from setting up camp. The truck came to a halt and grudgingly and they began to unload. One Heavy box of Faye's clothing was all that was left. Jet and Spike lifted it with their knees for support and carried to where the tent was supposed to be set up. "Faye, I thought I told you to get the tent started" Jet said with a strain.
"Gee, I wish I could," She started sarcastically "but there's too many bugs." Faye swatted some away and sprayed a whole cloud of bug repellant.
"Agh, fine. Damn it Spike, hold it still," Jet said.
"I'm trying, I'm trying"
Suddenly, Edward rolled out of a near by bush screaming "A SNAKE! A SNAKE! HEEEEELP"
A high-pitched girly scream came from Spike as he dropped the box and tip toed in fear. Everyone cocked an eyebrow at Spike and Jet winced at the box that had smashed his foot.
"I don't see any snake..." Faye stated. Spike relaxed and cleared his throat nonchalantly. "Hey, what's this?" She bent down near Ed, who was even more drunk. In Ed's little hands were two empty bottles of whiskey. Faye snatched them away from Ed and held them up. "Hey Jet!"
Both Jet and Spike looked up. "Noooooooo!" Jet screamed. "My... my... my..." WHACK! Spike had hit Jet to help him get back to reality. "Ahem... Thank you, Spike" Jet mumbled quietly.
"Anytime." He replied cooly.
Jet walked over to Faye. "My whiskey!" He turned it upside-down, finding nothing left.
He sat down and hugged his knees quietly. "Agh! Great! Now what am I supposed to do? Jet's acting crazy, there are bugs everywhere, and we haven't even set up the tent yet!" Faye complained.
"Well, then help me," Spike simply said. He fiddled with the tent, not sure how to set it up. He sat there stumped. Faye sighed, "Great..."
****An hour later.
"Faye! Get off of me!" Spike yelled.
"Well you're in the way! I can't get this pole to Slot B!" she told him.
"But I'm trying to put this pole into Slot A and I can't do it until you move your fat ass!"
"Errr!" She swirled and whacked Spike with the pole under the tent that wasn't up yet.
"Ow!" Spike glared at her and rubbed his butt to ease the pain.
From a treetop, Edward watched the two bodies outlined by the tent cloth, move about.
Faye ran out of the tent. "Gah... I can hardly breathe in there. You fix up the rest of the tent before it gets dark."
Ed took her chance and leaped on to the tent. Spike broke her fall. She grabbed on to him through the tent cloth.
"AHH! Help me! Faye!!!" he screamed.
She turned around sharply to see Ed grasping on to Spike while he ran around in the tent.
Edward let a war cry out and that's when Faye noticed that Ed was wearing a chain of bullets across her chest, with an army painted face and an army bandanna.
"Faye! Help!" Spike screamed.
Ed let out another war cry while Faye dully turned to Jet who was still hugging his knees silently.
"Agh... Great. Jet's gone crazy, Spike can't get the tent up, Ed thinks she's Rambo and there's still bugs everywhere" She sighed, "Some vacation..."
A/N: Hehe... poor Faye-Faye. Will she ever manage? Don't forget to review!
Disclaimer: I don't own CB
Some Vacation...
**** 2 hours later...
They all sat in silence looking out at the sight of trees and non- civilization. 'It's beautiful...' Faye thought as a lake and pine green covered hills came into view.
"Edward is bored, bored, bored" she sang. Everyone remained quiet. She pouted at the dullness of her surroundings. "Are we there yet?" She asked innocently. All heads slowly turned to Edward with dangerous eyes that dared her to say it again. She smiled gingerly, "Edward didn't think so..."
More time passed and they drew closer and closer to the campsite.
"Edward is thirsty," Ed rasped.
"It's all in the cooler. And that's all the way in the back of the truck. We can't get it out now. Can you hold out a little bit longer?" Jet asked.
Edwards managed to utter a dry sound of confirmation.
Spike looked down at the beer in his hands. He looked up at Ed who was also looking at him, then shifted her eyes lower to Spikes lap. He cocked an eyebrow at Ed, wondering what she was thinking. His eyes met Edwards who again looked down at his lap. Spike looked down at his beer, finally catching on. 'Aww... hell. It's my beer. She can't drink alcohol.' Spike looked up. She was pleading with her eyes. 'No way. She can't. She's under age. I'd be breaking a law' Ed gave him her best puppy dog eyes. Spike shielded his eyes, fearing he would give in. 'Who knows what beer could do to this kid...' Edward managed to pout with a sniffle. That did it.
Spike lost it. "You evil, evil child!!! You want some? Fine! We'd be breaking the law!"
Everyone flinched at Spike's sudden outburst.
Disgusted, Faye spoke anyway, "Spike! I can't believe you'd do that! We should throw you out on the road for saying that!"
Spike turned to her, "I know I know! But it's not that bad... As long as no one knows."
Faye glared at him, "That is just so sick, Spike!"
"Hey I'm not all for it! I'm just giving Ed what she wants."
"You monster!!!" Faye yelled.
"What's going on back there!?" Jet demanded as Faye started whacking Spike silly with pillows.
"Ed wants my beer and Faye OW!" Spike got bopped into the window but continued, "thinks I'm a monster for giving my beer to her." The pillow fight stopped. "Just one sip at least. The poor kid is dehydrated." Spike explained.
"...Beer?" Faye questioned.
"Yeah beer. What the hell did you think I was talking about?" Spike was confused.
She grinned, "Oh nothing..." Faye hugged her pillow.
Spike cocked an eyebrow but decided it wasn't worth thinking about now. What ever it was, it was probably dirty, knowing Faye. He held up his beer can. Jet glanced at the rearview mirror and thought for a moment. "I guess. One little sip can't hurt."
Edward lit up. Eager hands snatched the beer can immediately from Spike. Edward chugged and chugged.
"Ed!! Hey! That's enough" Spike tried to stop her.
"Edward! I said one LITTLE sip!" Jet scolded.
"Whoa, look at her go" Faye was amazed as Ed finished the whole can.
"Ah..." Ed smiled.
"You don't think she's..." Faye began.
"Nah... it was only one can. I mean, that can't make her..." Spikes voice trailed off.
Edward hiccuped and grinned wildly.
"Oh great... A drunken Edward... I'd hate to find out how she's gonna act now." Faye stated.
"Can't be much different, can it?" Spike thought out loud.
"Just watch her. Make sure she doesn't do anything that's crazy back there. We're close to the campsite so we'll deal with her there" Jet instructed. Both of them just nodded.
Edward sat properly and lady-like. She crossed her legs and placed her hands daintily on her lap. Spike cocked an eyebrow at Ed's good behavior. Edward turned towards him and smiled normally. Spike slowly backed away as Edward drew closer.
"Maybe beer has an opposite effect on her. Think we should do this more often?" Faye suggested.
"Uhh... I vote no on this one. I think Ed's better sober. And can you please get her off of me?" Spike spoke in a hesitant voice. Ed was now clutching on to Spike like she was a straightjacket and rubbing her cheek against his.
"Hehe I don't know, I think I like this."
"C'mon Faye! Get her off now!" he ordered.
Faye gave in and peeled Edward off of Spike. "Thank you ma'am for saving me from that buffalo." Edward spoke politely with a western accent.
"Uh... Ya sure thing, Ed" Faye spoke slowly, confused at what Edward was saying.
The truck came to a halt. "We're here!" Jet informed everyone. They pulled up to the Ranger's booth and paid the fee. "Alright... Our lot is number 24" The truck moved slowly along the dirt path. Spike looked out his window to find out that it took 10 seconds to pass one tree. Five minutes later, they came across a sign that read "Lot 2"
"Jet... I think we should speed things up," Spike suggested.
"We have to follow the speed limit..."
Spike watched a dog run past the vehicle. "Did you see that?"
Jet sighed. "All right, it can't hurt to go past the speed limit"
"And it didn't hurt to give beer..." Faye pointed out.
The truck sped up gradually. Suddenly, a red light flashed and a siren went off. Jet looked off in all directions but couldn't spot a police. "Coppers!" Edward exclaimed. Spike sighed and fell back into his seat as the siren continued to blare. 'The must have forgotten to check our luggage for any forbidden objects. That means I'll lose my whiskey! Damn three days with these people and no whiskey? I can't do it... I've gotta make a run for it' Jet thought. His foot pressed the gas and sped off until the light disappeared.
Back at the spot from which they sped off, a small child on a tricycle peddled around in circles, playing with his toy siren and flashing reflector.
"Uh... Jet?" Faye wanted to know what was up.
"Don't worry about it, they're gone now. Hm... Where's our lot?" Jet pondered out loud.
Spike groaned, "Don't tell me we're lost..."
"We are not lost! Do not fear, Edward is here!" the little red head exclaimed.
"And I'm not supposed to be scared?" Spike asked dully as he gripped Ed's shirt from the back, so she wouldn't jump out of the window.
Soon, Faye spotted a sign with the number 24. "Uh... I think that spot of dirt is our lot"
"That's why we sleep in the tents, Faye" Jet informed her as if she were only a small child.
"I knew that! Jeez, I'm just saying that there are so many leaves on it," She complained.
"I'll let you guys handle that."
Everyone looked up. "But why? You usually do stuff for us simply because we can't," Spike stated for the rest of them. They all just nodded in agreement.
"You can learn now."
Whining and sighs followed Jet's new orders, but they knew they wouldn't get away from setting up camp. The truck came to a halt and grudgingly and they began to unload. One Heavy box of Faye's clothing was all that was left. Jet and Spike lifted it with their knees for support and carried to where the tent was supposed to be set up. "Faye, I thought I told you to get the tent started" Jet said with a strain.
"Gee, I wish I could," She started sarcastically "but there's too many bugs." Faye swatted some away and sprayed a whole cloud of bug repellant.
"Agh, fine. Damn it Spike, hold it still," Jet said.
"I'm trying, I'm trying"
Suddenly, Edward rolled out of a near by bush screaming "A SNAKE! A SNAKE! HEEEEELP"
A high-pitched girly scream came from Spike as he dropped the box and tip toed in fear. Everyone cocked an eyebrow at Spike and Jet winced at the box that had smashed his foot.
"I don't see any snake..." Faye stated. Spike relaxed and cleared his throat nonchalantly. "Hey, what's this?" She bent down near Ed, who was even more drunk. In Ed's little hands were two empty bottles of whiskey. Faye snatched them away from Ed and held them up. "Hey Jet!"
Both Jet and Spike looked up. "Noooooooo!" Jet screamed. "My... my... my..." WHACK! Spike had hit Jet to help him get back to reality. "Ahem... Thank you, Spike" Jet mumbled quietly.
"Anytime." He replied cooly.
Jet walked over to Faye. "My whiskey!" He turned it upside-down, finding nothing left.
He sat down and hugged his knees quietly. "Agh! Great! Now what am I supposed to do? Jet's acting crazy, there are bugs everywhere, and we haven't even set up the tent yet!" Faye complained.
"Well, then help me," Spike simply said. He fiddled with the tent, not sure how to set it up. He sat there stumped. Faye sighed, "Great..."
****An hour later.
"Faye! Get off of me!" Spike yelled.
"Well you're in the way! I can't get this pole to Slot B!" she told him.
"But I'm trying to put this pole into Slot A and I can't do it until you move your fat ass!"
"Errr!" She swirled and whacked Spike with the pole under the tent that wasn't up yet.
"Ow!" Spike glared at her and rubbed his butt to ease the pain.
From a treetop, Edward watched the two bodies outlined by the tent cloth, move about.
Faye ran out of the tent. "Gah... I can hardly breathe in there. You fix up the rest of the tent before it gets dark."
Ed took her chance and leaped on to the tent. Spike broke her fall. She grabbed on to him through the tent cloth.
"AHH! Help me! Faye!!!" he screamed.
She turned around sharply to see Ed grasping on to Spike while he ran around in the tent.
Edward let a war cry out and that's when Faye noticed that Ed was wearing a chain of bullets across her chest, with an army painted face and an army bandanna.
"Faye! Help!" Spike screamed.
Ed let out another war cry while Faye dully turned to Jet who was still hugging his knees silently.
"Agh... Great. Jet's gone crazy, Spike can't get the tent up, Ed thinks she's Rambo and there's still bugs everywhere" She sighed, "Some vacation..."
A/N: Hehe... poor Faye-Faye. Will she ever manage? Don't forget to review!