Author Notes: As you've probably already guessed, I do not, never had, and
probably never will own Cowboy Bebop, its characters, or anything else
Cowboy Bebopish. But I do own a moped!.......N-no I don't.
This story takes place after the final episode of Bebop. Yeah, I know, hundreds of others probably of done this, but this story is from ME, not them. And since I'm not willing to sift through over hundreds of fics, I want to apologize right now for stepping on any toes.
And remember, reviews are always welcomed!
Part 2: Edward and Ein (Radical Melody)
On Earth. Three days later.
At a factory, a bunch of men who were sitting down and resting from their jobs, got up in a hurry to run out of the way of a spaceship carrying a trailer of cargo. The ship hovered down to a stop as jets of air were released from the bottom of the trailer, slowing it down to the ground lightly. As it landed, an official came out and started yelling at the driver.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing!?"
With a confused look, the stout trucker replied, "What do you mean? This was my destination."
"That's impossible! We only make engine's here!"
On the side of the truck was a sign that said McDonald's Hay and Fodder Inc. The driver reached to the dashboard, flipped a cover and took out a small, handheld organizer - with a wire leading back to the dashboard - and touched the screen with a plastic pen a few times. He looked at the address written in and looked upon the address on the side of the factory. He lifted his hat, to scratch his head and placed it back. "No mistake, you guys must'a ordered this."
"This is a freakin' engine factory for ships! What would we need fodder for!?"
"I don't ask questions, I just do my job, " the driver said while he opened the ship's door and stepped down. The official continued to yell explanations at the trucker as he walked to the back to take out the cargo. The driver unlatched a restraining mechanism and slid the back up.
Both men stopped and stared in wonder. There in the back, on top of scattered hay stacks, slept a small dog and a lanky boy...or was it a girl? To their side was an old computer with Japanese symbols reading "Tomato".
"The hell are you!?" the driver screamed.
The kid woke up and rubbed her eyes. She blinks and rubs some sleep out of her eyes. The dog just stood up and shook some hay out of its fur. The kid, finally awake, looked back and forth between the two men before replying. "HI!"
"Who are you and what are you doing in my truck!?"
"Ed is Ed! And this is Ed's friend, Ein!" She picked up the dog and displayed it to them.
"What are you doing-"
The girl, completely ignoring the men, turned away from them and started sifting through the pile of hay she had used for a bed. Still confused, the driver and official looked at each other as if hoping that the other would have some clue as to what was going on. Finally, the girl stopped and smiled, pulling something out of the mess. "Here it is!" she screamed happily. She turned back around and revealed a controller and a pair of goggles.
None of the men said anything. Instead of getting answers, more questions popped into their heads. The oddly-named girl placed the goggles on and flipped a switch on the controller.
In the front of the ship, a stick shift moves into gear by itself and begins to reverse. The men scurried out of the way as the truck hurled toward them, stopped, and then began lifting in the air. Somehow, the mysterious girl had hacked into the system and was now piloting the truck.
"Stop!! That's my cargo!!" The trucker yelled, running to the front of the ship, his eyes widening when he saw that there was no thief piloting it. His attention turned to the organizer which hung out the side of the open door. Upon the screen, was a yellow, blushing face smiling back at him. He turned to see the stick shift move again and the sound of buttons going off as if they were being pushed.
The ship moved up and flew off, carrying its load, a dog, and a hacker with it. The official sat upon the ground and looked up in amazement. "Could that, " he spoke to himself, "....Could that of been....Radical Edward?.....I thought he was an alien."
Flying from the back of a crate backwards seemed harder than Ed had thought, for it took her a while to get the controls right. The ship flew close to the ground, swerving side to side and releasing more and more strands of hay as it did. Cars swerved out of the way as it flew the wrong way into oncoming traffic. One car that had swerved colided with another.
"Whoopsie!" Ed said, sweating and realizing the danger she was putting people in. In a desperate move, she piloted the ship out of traffic...and onto the sidewalk. Pedestrians screamed and knocked each other over to get out of the way. The ship plows through several outdoor tables and two vending machines, tossing metal and cans everywhere.
Fed up, Ed moved her goggles to hang around her neck and pulled down on the back door of the trailor. She turned so that she was now facing the same direction as the ship and placed her goggles back on. Meanwhile, Ein had secured a safe spot between two hay stacks. Ed now flew the ship upward and out of the traffic.
"Aah! Faster, faster!" In her sights was a building, about to collide with the ship. The ship made it, but the trailor didn't. The back end of the crate knocked into the top of a building, causing a large chunk to break off and badly smashing the end of the truck and taking the door lock clean off.
"That was a close one, eh Ein? You can come out now, Ed can control ship!"
Ein stared at Ed for a while before releasing a light whimper and retreating more into the bottom of the hay stacks.
The ship moved upward more and more until the buildings below were mere specs and the streets were barely visible. Ed steadily flew the ship in a familiar direction. Ed glanced at the gauges, she had enough gas to take her where she wanted to go, but not much afterward. She looked back out of the ship's window to see two spaceships flying towards her.
Ein started barking fiercly. Edward took off her goggles and glanced at her friend. "What is it Ein?" Ein continued. "What? What does Ein know that Ed does not?" Before she could figure out what her friend was trying to say, huge impacts hit the trailor forcing her into a trailor wall. The force julted the back door open.
The two ships had been flying away from the police and was now trying to remove the obstacle in their getaway path by opening fire upon it. Ed placed her goggles back on to try to steer out of the way but it was too late. She was only capable of seeing a blue penguin painted on the side of the ship before it opened fire again. This time, Ed was forced back and out of the end of the trailor.
Ed screamed as she hurtled down. Now without a controller, the ship began to plummet as well. As it moved down, Ein made a sound of confusion as he started floating upward. Ed's goggles were forced off her head and flew upward, falling at a slower rate then her. With her eyes free, she saw the front of the spaceship falling towards her.
Without knowing what she was doing, Ed's fingers moved on the controller and the ship moved to in front of her and under her feet. She vertically ran upward along the roof of the ship and then awkwardly jumped and tumbled along the top of the trailor until she found the trailor moving below her. Finally remembering her controls, Ed reactivated the ship and it slowed its pace. She tried to correct it but instead caused the vehicle to spiral around her as she fell.
Her second attempt was successful. She found herself floating inside the back of the trailor. She looked to her right and saw Ein staring back at her. After correcting the ship, gravity came back and the two fell gently back to the trailor floor. Oddly enough, Ed's head was hit from above by her goggles. Ein was hit by his hay stack.
Ed placed her eye wear on once again and found that both the police and runaway assailant were nowhere to be seen. Giving a sigh of relief, she still felt her heart pounding in her chest. Trying to calm down, Ed continued on her way, knowing where she was headed.
"C'mon, Ein. Let's go to Ed's home!"
See you later Space cowgirl...
This story takes place after the final episode of Bebop. Yeah, I know, hundreds of others probably of done this, but this story is from ME, not them. And since I'm not willing to sift through over hundreds of fics, I want to apologize right now for stepping on any toes.
And remember, reviews are always welcomed!
Part 2: Edward and Ein (Radical Melody)
On Earth. Three days later.
At a factory, a bunch of men who were sitting down and resting from their jobs, got up in a hurry to run out of the way of a spaceship carrying a trailer of cargo. The ship hovered down to a stop as jets of air were released from the bottom of the trailer, slowing it down to the ground lightly. As it landed, an official came out and started yelling at the driver.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing!?"
With a confused look, the stout trucker replied, "What do you mean? This was my destination."
"That's impossible! We only make engine's here!"
On the side of the truck was a sign that said McDonald's Hay and Fodder Inc. The driver reached to the dashboard, flipped a cover and took out a small, handheld organizer - with a wire leading back to the dashboard - and touched the screen with a plastic pen a few times. He looked at the address written in and looked upon the address on the side of the factory. He lifted his hat, to scratch his head and placed it back. "No mistake, you guys must'a ordered this."
"This is a freakin' engine factory for ships! What would we need fodder for!?"
"I don't ask questions, I just do my job, " the driver said while he opened the ship's door and stepped down. The official continued to yell explanations at the trucker as he walked to the back to take out the cargo. The driver unlatched a restraining mechanism and slid the back up.
Both men stopped and stared in wonder. There in the back, on top of scattered hay stacks, slept a small dog and a lanky boy...or was it a girl? To their side was an old computer with Japanese symbols reading "Tomato".
"The hell are you!?" the driver screamed.
The kid woke up and rubbed her eyes. She blinks and rubs some sleep out of her eyes. The dog just stood up and shook some hay out of its fur. The kid, finally awake, looked back and forth between the two men before replying. "HI!"
"Who are you and what are you doing in my truck!?"
"Ed is Ed! And this is Ed's friend, Ein!" She picked up the dog and displayed it to them.
"What are you doing-"
The girl, completely ignoring the men, turned away from them and started sifting through the pile of hay she had used for a bed. Still confused, the driver and official looked at each other as if hoping that the other would have some clue as to what was going on. Finally, the girl stopped and smiled, pulling something out of the mess. "Here it is!" she screamed happily. She turned back around and revealed a controller and a pair of goggles.
None of the men said anything. Instead of getting answers, more questions popped into their heads. The oddly-named girl placed the goggles on and flipped a switch on the controller.
In the front of the ship, a stick shift moves into gear by itself and begins to reverse. The men scurried out of the way as the truck hurled toward them, stopped, and then began lifting in the air. Somehow, the mysterious girl had hacked into the system and was now piloting the truck.
"Stop!! That's my cargo!!" The trucker yelled, running to the front of the ship, his eyes widening when he saw that there was no thief piloting it. His attention turned to the organizer which hung out the side of the open door. Upon the screen, was a yellow, blushing face smiling back at him. He turned to see the stick shift move again and the sound of buttons going off as if they were being pushed.
The ship moved up and flew off, carrying its load, a dog, and a hacker with it. The official sat upon the ground and looked up in amazement. "Could that, " he spoke to himself, "....Could that of been....Radical Edward?.....I thought he was an alien."
Flying from the back of a crate backwards seemed harder than Ed had thought, for it took her a while to get the controls right. The ship flew close to the ground, swerving side to side and releasing more and more strands of hay as it did. Cars swerved out of the way as it flew the wrong way into oncoming traffic. One car that had swerved colided with another.
"Whoopsie!" Ed said, sweating and realizing the danger she was putting people in. In a desperate move, she piloted the ship out of traffic...and onto the sidewalk. Pedestrians screamed and knocked each other over to get out of the way. The ship plows through several outdoor tables and two vending machines, tossing metal and cans everywhere.
Fed up, Ed moved her goggles to hang around her neck and pulled down on the back door of the trailor. She turned so that she was now facing the same direction as the ship and placed her goggles back on. Meanwhile, Ein had secured a safe spot between two hay stacks. Ed now flew the ship upward and out of the traffic.
"Aah! Faster, faster!" In her sights was a building, about to collide with the ship. The ship made it, but the trailor didn't. The back end of the crate knocked into the top of a building, causing a large chunk to break off and badly smashing the end of the truck and taking the door lock clean off.
"That was a close one, eh Ein? You can come out now, Ed can control ship!"
Ein stared at Ed for a while before releasing a light whimper and retreating more into the bottom of the hay stacks.
The ship moved upward more and more until the buildings below were mere specs and the streets were barely visible. Ed steadily flew the ship in a familiar direction. Ed glanced at the gauges, she had enough gas to take her where she wanted to go, but not much afterward. She looked back out of the ship's window to see two spaceships flying towards her.
Ein started barking fiercly. Edward took off her goggles and glanced at her friend. "What is it Ein?" Ein continued. "What? What does Ein know that Ed does not?" Before she could figure out what her friend was trying to say, huge impacts hit the trailor forcing her into a trailor wall. The force julted the back door open.
The two ships had been flying away from the police and was now trying to remove the obstacle in their getaway path by opening fire upon it. Ed placed her goggles back on to try to steer out of the way but it was too late. She was only capable of seeing a blue penguin painted on the side of the ship before it opened fire again. This time, Ed was forced back and out of the end of the trailor.
Ed screamed as she hurtled down. Now without a controller, the ship began to plummet as well. As it moved down, Ein made a sound of confusion as he started floating upward. Ed's goggles were forced off her head and flew upward, falling at a slower rate then her. With her eyes free, she saw the front of the spaceship falling towards her.
Without knowing what she was doing, Ed's fingers moved on the controller and the ship moved to in front of her and under her feet. She vertically ran upward along the roof of the ship and then awkwardly jumped and tumbled along the top of the trailor until she found the trailor moving below her. Finally remembering her controls, Ed reactivated the ship and it slowed its pace. She tried to correct it but instead caused the vehicle to spiral around her as she fell.
Her second attempt was successful. She found herself floating inside the back of the trailor. She looked to her right and saw Ein staring back at her. After correcting the ship, gravity came back and the two fell gently back to the trailor floor. Oddly enough, Ed's head was hit from above by her goggles. Ein was hit by his hay stack.
Ed placed her eye wear on once again and found that both the police and runaway assailant were nowhere to be seen. Giving a sigh of relief, she still felt her heart pounding in her chest. Trying to calm down, Ed continued on her way, knowing where she was headed.
"C'mon, Ein. Let's go to Ed's home!"
See you later Space cowgirl...
