(A/N I'm not sure if they had TV or not or what to call it besides a TV.)
"Howdy, y'all!" The TV was blaring on, the sound covering every corner in the Bebop. Ed chanted
"One and two and three and... 814??"
Spike lay dow on the old yellow couch, staring at the ceiling fan. His cigarette was limp, and hung out of his mouth.
He sighed, occaisonally glancing at the TV, other times closing his eyes.
Ed crawled up behind the couch and jumped up, surprising Spike.
"Wha-? Ed, what the hell is it?" He ask, rubbing his head.
"Ed see something weeeeiiiirrrrddddd" Ed flapped her arms and circled the room. Ein lifted his head, and went back to his nap.
Spike sighed... "...I hate kids..."
"Our mega bounty of today is worth 2 million Woolong!" sang Judy.
"That's right, he's a serial killer on the loose! He's gotten away 6 times from the ISSP." Punch added in.
The mere pitch of "2 million woolong" stopped Faye in her path. She hurried over to the TV, hoping no one else heard
the bounty announcement.
She was in luck, Spike was in his daze, and Faye got the name of the bounty.
Jet walked over to where she was. He was ready to call them in for dinner. He saw Faye scribbling down notes.
"Well, what have we here?" He grabbed the paper quickly.
"None of your business," Faye retorted. She snatched the paper out of his hand.
"Well dinner is ready, and there's a price for all freeloaders to pay, sooner or later..." Jet started.
"I'd raher starve than eat your cooking," Faye snapped back. She stuffed the paper in her chest.
"Well I'm out," she said.
"Where are you going?" asked Jet, puzzled.
She only smiled and replied, "Don't find out."
Faye flew off into space. She was headed for one of Jupiter's many moons, Io.
She landed on an abandonned parkingway. She stepped out, feeling an excruciatingly hot wave of air surround her. She
frowned, and set off. She walked through the small town. It wasn't neat... the setting reminded her of Ganymede--only
much hotter, and no water in sight. Thirsty, she stepped into the neares restauraunt she could find.
It was small... and cheap-looking. It fit perfectly with the whole town. Paint chipped, rusty tables...
Faye didn't care if the place was made of pure gold or rotten wood; she needed something to quench her thirst
(though pure gold would have been nice).
"Do you have anything to drink?" She panted.
The man, his face covered by the shade of his hat, pointed to what looked like a drinking fountain.
"You expect me drink THAT?" Faye asked in disbelief."Don't you have any fruit, anything that won't poison me?"
The man barely shook his head. He turned around back to his store, where he was hidden in the shadows. Faye shrugged,
and giving up, she went to the fountain. The water was rusty at first, but cleared up fter a while.
"How can they pass this off as water?" Faye thought aloud.
"I know what you mean..." a woman passing by mentioned. "You must be new here. The water here is the run off from
Ganymede. I advise you don't drink it, unless you want to spend your days in a bathroom."
"Th-thank you..." Faye sputtered.
"Here." The woman tossed her a tangerine, and left without a trace.
After the woman left, Faye ate it hungrily. Satisfied, she walked back to her ship,
looking for her next bounty: Ciere. He had no last name, and nobody was sure if Ciere was even his real name.
Faye was ready. Anything for 3 million, and not having to split it 3 ways.
Back in the Bebop, Jet and Spike, or rather Jet more than Spike, pondered where Faye was.
"What? Is this the 4th time she's bailed on us?' exclaimed Jet.
"Seems like it," replied Spike. He was calm and collected, and right now he only wanted to sleep.
"Spike, this is important! can't you be serious for once?" Jet was exasperated with his comarade.
"Jet, that woman is out of here, I want to enjoy it while it lasts." Spike replied again, this time perturbed by Jet's
persistance.
"Nothing will last," Jet said smartly, "she took our woolong with her. Half of both our shares."
Spike grimaced, "Let's go..."
The two climbed into their ships hastily.
"Do you know where she went?" asked Spike.
"No, but she's probably after that Ciere guy. Two million."
"How do you know?"
"You learn lots of things from pieces of paper that women hold."
Well. It's pretty short, I'm sorry. I tried my best to make this in character as fan-fictionally possible. :)
I'm going try to update every weekend or so, depending on writer's block status and laziness meter.
"Howdy, y'all!" The TV was blaring on, the sound covering every corner in the Bebop. Ed chanted
"One and two and three and... 814??"
Spike lay dow on the old yellow couch, staring at the ceiling fan. His cigarette was limp, and hung out of his mouth.
He sighed, occaisonally glancing at the TV, other times closing his eyes.
Ed crawled up behind the couch and jumped up, surprising Spike.
"Wha-? Ed, what the hell is it?" He ask, rubbing his head.
"Ed see something weeeeiiiirrrrddddd" Ed flapped her arms and circled the room. Ein lifted his head, and went back to his nap.
Spike sighed... "...I hate kids..."
"Our mega bounty of today is worth 2 million Woolong!" sang Judy.
"That's right, he's a serial killer on the loose! He's gotten away 6 times from the ISSP." Punch added in.
The mere pitch of "2 million woolong" stopped Faye in her path. She hurried over to the TV, hoping no one else heard
the bounty announcement.
She was in luck, Spike was in his daze, and Faye got the name of the bounty.
Jet walked over to where she was. He was ready to call them in for dinner. He saw Faye scribbling down notes.
"Well, what have we here?" He grabbed the paper quickly.
"None of your business," Faye retorted. She snatched the paper out of his hand.
"Well dinner is ready, and there's a price for all freeloaders to pay, sooner or later..." Jet started.
"I'd raher starve than eat your cooking," Faye snapped back. She stuffed the paper in her chest.
"Well I'm out," she said.
"Where are you going?" asked Jet, puzzled.
She only smiled and replied, "Don't find out."
Faye flew off into space. She was headed for one of Jupiter's many moons, Io.
She landed on an abandonned parkingway. She stepped out, feeling an excruciatingly hot wave of air surround her. She
frowned, and set off. She walked through the small town. It wasn't neat... the setting reminded her of Ganymede--only
much hotter, and no water in sight. Thirsty, she stepped into the neares restauraunt she could find.
It was small... and cheap-looking. It fit perfectly with the whole town. Paint chipped, rusty tables...
Faye didn't care if the place was made of pure gold or rotten wood; she needed something to quench her thirst
(though pure gold would have been nice).
"Do you have anything to drink?" She panted.
The man, his face covered by the shade of his hat, pointed to what looked like a drinking fountain.
"You expect me drink THAT?" Faye asked in disbelief."Don't you have any fruit, anything that won't poison me?"
The man barely shook his head. He turned around back to his store, where he was hidden in the shadows. Faye shrugged,
and giving up, she went to the fountain. The water was rusty at first, but cleared up fter a while.
"How can they pass this off as water?" Faye thought aloud.
"I know what you mean..." a woman passing by mentioned. "You must be new here. The water here is the run off from
Ganymede. I advise you don't drink it, unless you want to spend your days in a bathroom."
"Th-thank you..." Faye sputtered.
"Here." The woman tossed her a tangerine, and left without a trace.
After the woman left, Faye ate it hungrily. Satisfied, she walked back to her ship,
looking for her next bounty: Ciere. He had no last name, and nobody was sure if Ciere was even his real name.
Faye was ready. Anything for 3 million, and not having to split it 3 ways.
Back in the Bebop, Jet and Spike, or rather Jet more than Spike, pondered where Faye was.
"What? Is this the 4th time she's bailed on us?' exclaimed Jet.
"Seems like it," replied Spike. He was calm and collected, and right now he only wanted to sleep.
"Spike, this is important! can't you be serious for once?" Jet was exasperated with his comarade.
"Jet, that woman is out of here, I want to enjoy it while it lasts." Spike replied again, this time perturbed by Jet's
persistance.
"Nothing will last," Jet said smartly, "she took our woolong with her. Half of both our shares."
Spike grimaced, "Let's go..."
The two climbed into their ships hastily.
"Do you know where she went?" asked Spike.
"No, but she's probably after that Ciere guy. Two million."
"How do you know?"
"You learn lots of things from pieces of paper that women hold."
Well. It's pretty short, I'm sorry. I tried my best to make this in character as fan-fictionally possible. :)
I'm going try to update every weekend or so, depending on writer's block status and laziness meter.