I do not own or claim to own any of the characters from cowboy bebop.
Song credits for Changes go to David Bowie.
Ooo…
Still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
And every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
The next morning Faye headed right for the shower as soon as she woke. "At least I'll have plenty of hot water" she mused. After an hour and a half hot shower she emerged from the bathroom. She sat on the bed to contemplate what to do next. Obviously breakfast would have to be first on the list. With that decided she grabbed her things and exited the room in search of something to eat. Down the street from the motel was a small diner that was called THE OLD EARTH GREASY SPOON. ' Mmmm sounds yummy' she thought sarcastically. After making sure that the sign read open, she opened the door. Soon after entering and finding a clean booth to sit at, a blonde waitress sauntered over to take her order. As she lit her cigarette, Faye noticed right away that this woman was not the typical waitress type. Not that Faye was biased towards the usual stereotyped waitress, but this woman did not appear to be the usual airhead that you would come to expect to see.
"Can I get you any coffee?" she asked in a throaty voice. "Yeah, sure" Faye replied. "you got a menu?" "Sure, hold on, I'll bring it by with your coffee." Faye nodded her head in approval and turned to stare out the window. 'Where have I seen her before?' Faye asked herself. She shook the thought from her head as the waitress returned with the coffee and menu. "I'll give you a few minutes to decide" and with that she left to tend to another customer. Faye perused the menu for something good. After deciding on bacon and eggs, Faye placed her order and once again turned her attention to the window. 'What now?' popped back into her brain. She thought about the conversation she had had with herself at the old foundation yesterday.
Soon she was roused from her thoughts by the arrival of her food. "Here you go" smiled the waitress. Faye gave a rushed thanks to the waitress before shoveling her food into her mouth. She instinctively felt eyes on her. Taking a quick glance into the window, Faye thought she could see her waitress watching her. Faye turned to the counter and saw the waitress looking at her with a grin on her face. "What?!" Faye shouted through a mouth full of food. "Nothing, you just eat like someone that I used to know." "Oh, well get over it, your creeping me out?" Faye groused. "Sorry." When she finished her breakfast, Faye rummaged through her bag for a paper and pen. 'Might as well make a list of things to do next' she thought. First off she was going to have to see who owned that land that her house once stood on. Then figure out how to prove that she rightfully owned it. Second, what was she going to do for work. Keep being a bounty hunter? ' She would definitely need another cigarette if she was going to have to make such monumental decisions at 10:00 am.
At about 10:30 Faye was completely creeped out by her waitress and had to get out of there. She made sure to tip her just incase she decided to stalk her or something. 'She looks so damn familiar' she thought. 'Maybe I've seen her picture somewhere?' Faye thought that maybe she had been a bounty head or something like that. Or in one of the magazines that she had read lately. Faye decided not to think too much about it, and made her way to the decrepit city hall .
Strange fascination fascinating me
Ah changes are taking the pace
I'm going through
Life could be good sometimes! Faye happily pranced down the street, people casting her strange glances as she passed. What were the chances of her already owning it. Yeah, not to mention they could confirm her name. She opened the folder of real estate documents and glanced at the name. Faye Matsura 'It's got a nice ring to it.' Unfortunately on the down side was that she also owed back taxes on the property for the last thirty years. That's when the last of her family had willed it to her. She really didn't want the land. She wasn't really the I'm going to build a house type. Martha Stewart she was not, but Faye Matsura she was. She liked the sound of her new real name. Nope she was going to sell the lot. They city clerk had been nice enough to give her contact information on someone who had been interested for the last ten years. Now she was on her way to seal the deal. Oh yeah, life was finally getting good. But deep down inside her old self was telling her to be smart with her soon to be new found cash. That's when she decided to start making decisions on what parts of the old Faye were going to stay and which ones were going to go. Permanently.
Ch-ch-changes
(turn and face the strain)
Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers
Ch-ch-changes
(turn and face the strain)
Pretty soon now you're gonna get older
With the land sale complete, she sat down in a small coffee shop to figure out her next move. The old Faye convinced her to pay off her debt , which took two thirds of it. 'Easy come, easy go' she sighed to herself. Ok, old Faye could be fucking smart at times she had to agree. But new Faye was more sassy. 'Sassy' she liked that word. So new Faye was going to stay a bounty hunter since old Faye had no other marketable skills. Right now the biggest question left on Faye's mind was were to go from here. Should she go back to the BeBop or should she go and relive some fond memories. I mean Jet was somewhat good to her, Ed was ok and she could even tolerate Ein. It was Spike whom she wanted to smother in his sleep. He was such an arrogant prick. That and the fact that he was right about the past not being as detrimental to her life as she thought it would be.
'Fuck it' she decided she wasn't returning to the BeBop. 'Besides, I could always relate to Molly Ringwald much better than I could Spike.' Now old Faye was telling her she'd need a place to stay and a more economical method of transportation other than the redtail. New Faye didn't want to loose the redtail. 'Why can't we all just get along?' So in the middle Faye decided to keep the redtail and get a cheap used car for around town. She headed into a small convenience store to get a newspaper and some more smokes.
After four hours she finally found a place that she was happy with. Well, happy with on the budget she was willing to spend. Studio apartments were still in style and she had to be in style because she was so sassy. 'Sassy' she remembered an old tv show with a guy that used to say that all the time. Well now miss sassy had to find a cheap heap o' shit to drive around in. She looked up at a billboard from her new apartment window, OLD EARTH AUTO sounds cheap enough. The bus ride to the car lot was quite disturbing. She did not know why she had to get stuck on a bus full of perverted old men. They were like octopuses for Christ sakes! So there she stood in front of the cheesy car lot claiming not to have cars newer than thirty years old. She stood up straight, fluffed up her hair and strode into the lot entrance hoping that because she was such a sassy bitch that she would get a discount.
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can't trace time
