Wrath of Ed
Notes: This is my first fanfic EVER! I've been told I'm a talented writer. Let's hope the fool who said that was right. I encourage you to read and review. And yes, I'll eventually revise this and make it a bit more coherent. The Bebop is out of food... again. This time due to a lack of money. It's a period of relative peace, tough time's for our favorite bounty hunters. Yes, there is a bit of self-insertion (I apparently own CompuGlobe), but I pay for it in the end. Yep, Ed's a tricky one... er, just read.
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. The series is Ara Watanabe's fault, not mine. Heh, if I DID own Bebop, this would be a claimer instead of a disclaimer... er, nevermind. Anyway the characters are owned by it's respective, er, owners, yada yada. Now, to the story!
Chapter 1: Food Rage
"How long has it been?" Spike's voice rose wearily from the couch in the sitting room. How long HAD it been? Felt like a month. "About 4 days," replied Faye from a chair on the other side of the room. "Dammit Faye, we need food!" shouted Spike. "Well, if you hadn't wasted the last of our money on those cigarette's-" "Edward's hungry!" Ed whined from her spot on the floor. "We know Ed, we know." Food rage was beginning to seem like a scary though after all. Then Jet walked in. "Bad news, guys. No food at all. No emergency rations, either. We even ran out of salt. There's just nothing left" "Rrrr... rowf!" yipped Ein. Spike rose up. "Ed, do another check for bounty heads. Anything at all. We need money." "Okay-okay," yawned Ed. "Nope, uh-uh. Wait, here's something! Damien Ladre. Wanted for murder and two hijackings. 100,000 woolong reward!" Spike glanced at the screen. "100,000? That's it? Oh well, it'll buy food. Thanks Ed." Then Faye got up. "I'm coming too!" Spike looked at her quizzically. "Why? Your not getting any of the reward, ya know. We need it for food." They started for the hanger. "That's fine. I just gotta get outta here. If I stay one moment longer, I might explode." Faye said as they left the room. "Those two.." said Jet. "Spike-person and Faye-Faye gone..." said Edward. "Yep. Maybe now it'll be a bit quieter around here. At least until they get back." So Ed went back to net diving. She just loved sifting through all the data... but then she saw something that caught her attention. A news headline from a few days ago. "Michael Bratcher to Visit Earth." Below that: "Michael Bratcher, owner of CompuGlobe, is going to take his annual vacation on Earth on the 25th. CompuGlobe is the leading computer systems manufacturer of the 21st century, selling twice as many systems annually than major competitor Microsoft. 'There's just no stopping him! He practically monopolizes the computer systems manufacturing industry!' says Microsoft owner Bill Gates III. Michael will also be stopping by the secret CompuGlobe Earth meeting center, whose location cannot be disclosed, to discuss plans for expansion. At the ripe young age of 17, Michael is the solar system's youngest and most successful business man...' Ed smiled. "Ha ha ha, found ya, found ya! Don't forget Mikey, you still owe Edward!"
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So what does Mikey owe Ed, exactly? What will happen to Spike and Faye? Will Jet's bonsai trees finally reveal the secrets of the universe to the general public? Stay tuned for Chapter 2: "Breaking Into The Bebop" or "How She got to Earth". Or something else. I dunno. I'm getting a beer...
Notes: This is my first fanfic EVER! I've been told I'm a talented writer. Let's hope the fool who said that was right. I encourage you to read and review. And yes, I'll eventually revise this and make it a bit more coherent. The Bebop is out of food... again. This time due to a lack of money. It's a period of relative peace, tough time's for our favorite bounty hunters. Yes, there is a bit of self-insertion (I apparently own CompuGlobe), but I pay for it in the end. Yep, Ed's a tricky one... er, just read.
Disclaimer: I don't own Cowboy Bebop. The series is Ara Watanabe's fault, not mine. Heh, if I DID own Bebop, this would be a claimer instead of a disclaimer... er, nevermind. Anyway the characters are owned by it's respective, er, owners, yada yada. Now, to the story!
Chapter 1: Food Rage
"How long has it been?" Spike's voice rose wearily from the couch in the sitting room. How long HAD it been? Felt like a month. "About 4 days," replied Faye from a chair on the other side of the room. "Dammit Faye, we need food!" shouted Spike. "Well, if you hadn't wasted the last of our money on those cigarette's-" "Edward's hungry!" Ed whined from her spot on the floor. "We know Ed, we know." Food rage was beginning to seem like a scary though after all. Then Jet walked in. "Bad news, guys. No food at all. No emergency rations, either. We even ran out of salt. There's just nothing left" "Rrrr... rowf!" yipped Ein. Spike rose up. "Ed, do another check for bounty heads. Anything at all. We need money." "Okay-okay," yawned Ed. "Nope, uh-uh. Wait, here's something! Damien Ladre. Wanted for murder and two hijackings. 100,000 woolong reward!" Spike glanced at the screen. "100,000? That's it? Oh well, it'll buy food. Thanks Ed." Then Faye got up. "I'm coming too!" Spike looked at her quizzically. "Why? Your not getting any of the reward, ya know. We need it for food." They started for the hanger. "That's fine. I just gotta get outta here. If I stay one moment longer, I might explode." Faye said as they left the room. "Those two.." said Jet. "Spike-person and Faye-Faye gone..." said Edward. "Yep. Maybe now it'll be a bit quieter around here. At least until they get back." So Ed went back to net diving. She just loved sifting through all the data... but then she saw something that caught her attention. A news headline from a few days ago. "Michael Bratcher to Visit Earth." Below that: "Michael Bratcher, owner of CompuGlobe, is going to take his annual vacation on Earth on the 25th. CompuGlobe is the leading computer systems manufacturer of the 21st century, selling twice as many systems annually than major competitor Microsoft. 'There's just no stopping him! He practically monopolizes the computer systems manufacturing industry!' says Microsoft owner Bill Gates III. Michael will also be stopping by the secret CompuGlobe Earth meeting center, whose location cannot be disclosed, to discuss plans for expansion. At the ripe young age of 17, Michael is the solar system's youngest and most successful business man...' Ed smiled. "Ha ha ha, found ya, found ya! Don't forget Mikey, you still owe Edward!"
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So what does Mikey owe Ed, exactly? What will happen to Spike and Faye? Will Jet's bonsai trees finally reveal the secrets of the universe to the general public? Stay tuned for Chapter 2: "Breaking Into The Bebop" or "How She got to Earth". Or something else. I dunno. I'm getting a beer...
