Disclaimer: I do not own Cowboy Bebop, Easter, The Easter Bunny,
Jesus, Christianity, or any branch of it.
On with the fic!
We find Spike enjoying a beautiful Easter morning as many bounty hunters do in the future. Sleeping. No one to care about, most bounty hunters don't even recognize the holiday. Spike, although he has plenty of people to care for, doesn't like holidays anyway. But was he about to be surprised.
"WAAAAAKE UP!!!!" shouted a voice. Spike's eyes darted open, and he glared at the face in front of him. It was Faye, trying to get him to give her money. She always thought holidays made the horse track luckier. Of course, Spike didn't buy in to this nonsense.
"Leave me alone!" Spike was not amused.
"C'mon! I need woolongs! I promise I'll bring back more than you give me!"
"Bullshit. You can't promise that at all. The horse races are just a way millionaire's become multi-millionaires."
"Pleeeease!" Faye coaxed.
"Hell no." Spike stood, and waltz to the kitchen, looking for some possible leftover bell peppers and beef. He opened the refrigerator to find a half eaten, spilled cup of Ramen. "Nice, more Styrofoam." Spike picked up the cup, and used his hand to ease some of the noodles back into it. He placed it into the ancient microwave, and pressed the one button. Nothing happened. Just a flash of light, and it quit. Spike's eyes hurt a little. "Piece of crap..." He rubbed his eyes, and took the cup out of the microwave. He threw it on the ground, and placed his pained hand into his mouth. "OUCH!" He saw something weird out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't believe his eyes. I turned to see a giant rabbit. A giant freakin' rabbit! He blinked five times, and still saw the bunny. He ran in the opposite direction, and came face to face with a wall. He didn't realize at that time that there was only one way in and out of the kitchen. He did an 180, and the bunny was gone. He proceeded to his room, and sat on his bed. "What was all that about..."
Bunny? Spike seeing Bunny? Spike seeing Bunny and being afraid? All very weird! Find out what happens next time!
On with the fic!
We find Spike enjoying a beautiful Easter morning as many bounty hunters do in the future. Sleeping. No one to care about, most bounty hunters don't even recognize the holiday. Spike, although he has plenty of people to care for, doesn't like holidays anyway. But was he about to be surprised.
"WAAAAAKE UP!!!!" shouted a voice. Spike's eyes darted open, and he glared at the face in front of him. It was Faye, trying to get him to give her money. She always thought holidays made the horse track luckier. Of course, Spike didn't buy in to this nonsense.
"Leave me alone!" Spike was not amused.
"C'mon! I need woolongs! I promise I'll bring back more than you give me!"
"Bullshit. You can't promise that at all. The horse races are just a way millionaire's become multi-millionaires."
"Pleeeease!" Faye coaxed.
"Hell no." Spike stood, and waltz to the kitchen, looking for some possible leftover bell peppers and beef. He opened the refrigerator to find a half eaten, spilled cup of Ramen. "Nice, more Styrofoam." Spike picked up the cup, and used his hand to ease some of the noodles back into it. He placed it into the ancient microwave, and pressed the one button. Nothing happened. Just a flash of light, and it quit. Spike's eyes hurt a little. "Piece of crap..." He rubbed his eyes, and took the cup out of the microwave. He threw it on the ground, and placed his pained hand into his mouth. "OUCH!" He saw something weird out of the corner of his eye. He couldn't believe his eyes. I turned to see a giant rabbit. A giant freakin' rabbit! He blinked five times, and still saw the bunny. He ran in the opposite direction, and came face to face with a wall. He didn't realize at that time that there was only one way in and out of the kitchen. He did an 180, and the bunny was gone. He proceeded to his room, and sat on his bed. "What was all that about..."
Bunny? Spike seeing Bunny? Spike seeing Bunny and being afraid? All very weird! Find out what happens next time!