I do not own or claim to own any of the characters from cowboy bebop.
Song credits for Runnin' down a dream go to Tom Petty.
It was a beautiful day
The sun beat down
I had the radio on, I was drivin'
The trees went by
Me and Del were singin' Little Runaway
I was flyin'
Yeah runnin' down a dream
That never would come to me
Workin' on a mystery, goin' wherever it leads
I'm runnin' down a dream
As soon as she walked through the front gate, Faye prepared for the polyester clad salesman to tackle her.
When she saw that no one had noticed her presence, she started to eye all of the cars in the lot. She started to systematically rule out the inventory. A Volkswagen Jetta with the bumpers missing, not, a Chevy cavalier with a dented hood and too many rust spots to count. Definitely not. That's when the salesman noticed her. She locked eyes with him and he was on his way. Squeezing past the Isuzu Rodeo that looked like it had been rolled over a few times too many, and the rust colored Corolla she made her way to the back of the lot. 3...2.….1.…." Can I help you?" smiled the salesman. "Yes" Faye cooed, "you most certainly may." She had already tired of his 'what would it take for me to sell you this car' routine after about two minutes.
Letting her eyes wander about the lot while he yammered on and on she spotted it. There, parked next to the detour barrel orange Topaz and the gray diesel Chevette. A faded red Dodge Shadow. It was close in color to the swordfish. Faye smiled and proceeded to make her way to it. Realizing that he was being ignored the salesman quickly gave chase. "Yes, she's a real beauty, isn't she?" the salesman quipped noticing her interest. Faye had a shadow when she was young. It was gold and a little older but the same car nonetheless. "It's got a new turbo and new shift cables" the salesman chimed in as she started to check out the body. Faye opened the driver's side door and peeked inside. That's when she noticed a green haired happy troll wearing a blue shirt and pants , that was also missing a brown eye. It was perched on the dashboard like a plastic Jesus would've been. She knew that it was karma. "I'll take it." The salesman smiled and rubbed his hands together happily.
I felt so good
Like anything was possible
I hit cruise control and rubbed my eyes
The last three days, the rain was unstoppable
It was always cold
No sunshine
Yeah runnin' down a dream
That never would come to me
Working on a mystery, goin' wherever it leads
I'm runnin' down a dream
Ok, so the Shadow wasn't exactly the epitome of sassy. But shit, it was a memory of her past. It was also better than any other car on the lot. Besides it came with a Spike troll. She was planning on using it as a voodoo doll. Anyway, she was sassy, thus making the Shadow sassy as well. A sort of sassy by association type of thing. That and she had gotten a great deal, 900 woolongs. 'It's amazing what a lot of cleavage can do' Faye thought to herself. Not to mention the complimentary cds it also came with for the ancient player in the dashboard below troll Spike. She shifted the car into fifth and gunned the engine intending to take a much needed joy ride into what was left of her past. Faye had enough money to relax a bit before having to rush out and find a bounty. So she was going to enjoy herself to the fullest.
After stopping off at a market for some supplies she decided that troll Spike was going to need another eye if he planned on staying in his current spot. Faye couldn't stand looking at the thing with only one eye. So after liberating another eye (which was by coincidence a different shade than the existing one) off of a troll doll in a bargain bin in a shitty little toy store, she swiped a little toy gun from a G I Joe and made him a little cigarette to hold in his hand. Now that Spike troll's ensemble was complete she could hit the road. Navigating her way through town in an attempt to find a landmark she might recognize took over an hour, but was still quite easy. After finding the highway ramp for 195 she gave a triumphant smile and cranked up the radio. "What ever happens, happens" slipped from her lips as she sped down the highway in search of a life long gone by.
I rolled on, as the sky drew dark
I put the pedal down to make some time
There's something good waitin' down this road
I'm pickin' up whatever is mine
Yeah runnin' down a dream
That never would come to me
Working on a mystery, goin' wherever it leads
I'm runnin' down a dream
The sun was starting to set and Faye had already made her way to what once was Cape Cod. Planning on looking for a motel soon she happened to notice a small silhouette standing by the road. Upon close inspection the silhouette became two, a young girl with a computer on her head and a welsh corgi. She almost drove right by them at first. Slamming on the brakes the car screeched to a halt in front of the duo. "Ed?" Faye sputtered out. "Faye-Faye" squealed Ed, "you found Edward!" Ed jumped around while Ein barked in merriment. "What are you doing out here?" asked Faye. "Father person is a dead beat dad." Looking at the sad expression on Ed's face, Faye got an idea. "Do you want a ride?" "Oh, yes Faye- Faye!" screamed Ed. Ein barked his approval and they piled into the sassy mobile. While pulling out back into traffic Faye heard Ed yell over the radio, "Faye-Faye has a Spike -Person doll!" She smiled at Ed and prepared for the next path that her life was going to take in its long journey to closure.
Yeah I'm runnin' down a dream
That never would come to me
Working on a mystery, goin' wherever it leads
I'm runnin' down a dream
