Hello again everybody! I'm back.again! I actually wrote this chapter
relatively fast so I hope that you people still like it! ^_^ But yah, just
so you know, some of you may hate me after you read this....does anyone
belong to the ASPCA? No one? YES! Ok then, carry on!
Spike: *walks out in his 19th Century cape* Dream does not own Cowboy Bebop! Especially not me all you ladies out there! I'm free and available!
Obsession: *runs out in chibi form and latches onto Spike's leg* Oh Spikey! I'm the only one for you!
Spike: *twitch* GET IT OFF ME! GET IT OFF ME! *runs off* I said I'm free and available LADIES!!
Dream: *sweat drop* Uh, yah, here's the story!
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Spike's legs gave way out of shock and he fell to the floor. He closed his eyes as he hit and felt a weight drop on his chest. "Now look at what you've done you idiot," Spike thought as he opened his eyes. However, instead of finding Obsession, he found Ein on top of him. The little dog couldn't have looked more content with its tongue sticking out and an animated look on his furry face. Spike on the other hand was not amused, looking up at the corgi with a look of complete loathing. His eyes formed into thin slits and his lip even began quivering slightly, baring his teeth. "Get OFF me!" he growled, pushing the dog off him. Ein went flying through the air and hit the opposing wall, yipping when he came into contact. "Stupid dumb ass dog!" Spike yelled at the quivering ball of fur on the ground. Normally Spike would have taken this with minimal good humor, but not today. This stupid mutt had woken him up this morning, failed to protect Faye, and nearly scared him to death! Spike was literally cracking under the stress and without thinking he threw his head back and yelled out, "OBSESSION! I KNOW THAT YOU CAN HEAR ME! You've been following me all over the ship and you're a sick freak! But I'll tell you what, this dog has been a constant interference with your plans right? You kill this dog in whatever way you see fit and I'll give you a special gift for Valentine's Day!"
Ein had gotten up off the floor and was now over by Spike's leg, looking up at him in a very quizzled way. Spike looked down at the little dog with a hate-filled gleam in his eye and an evil smirk on his face. "You better get moving Ein, I'm sure Obsession loves a good chase," Spike said in a voice that was low and cold. Ein if all possible crouched lower to the ground, his ears flat against the side of his head. "Go on Ein, you have a friend waiting." As if Spike had kicked him away, Ein ran down the length of the hallway and turned the corner, the clicks of his claws on the metal floor echoing, and then slowly diminishing. Spike made a small noise by blowing the air of a sigh through his teeth and began walking again, that idiotic dog wouldn't be bothering him for awhile, now maybe he could calm down for a bit.
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Ein had been walking around the hallway since, well, he didn't know how long. He'd left as soon as Spike's body guard had started wrestling with Faye. He'd learned even before he came on the Bebop that if people were wrestling, they wanted to be left alone. So now he was biding his own time, chasing rats and cockroaches on the upper decks for entertainment. However, one thing still puzzled him from before. Everybody was looking for Spike's body guard, that's why Faye had sent him out to patrol the hallways for her. So why then, if everyone was looking for the guy, did Faye look so displeased to see him? Ah well, they're humans, Ein wasn't meant to understand them.
It was really dark close to the ground in the maintenance hallways as they were poorly lighted and all of a sudden as Ein stepped forward, the floor wasn't there to support him and he fell through the ground. He landed on something hard that gave way underneath him, but at least it was softer then the ground. He slowly got up to see that it was Spike that he had landed on. Man he was lucky that it hadn't been Faye, she always yelled at his when this sort of thing happened. But not Spike, Spike was his pal! He began panting in a friendly sort of way and contently closed his eyes. He opened them to see Spike looking at him funny and growling, was something wrong with him?
The next thing that Ein knew, he was in the air and hit his back on the wall; he couldn't help but yelp at the pain that shot through his spine. What'd he done? It wasn't his fault the floor had given way underneath him! Spike began yelling something at him that he didn't quite understand, but it was in a very angry tone. He then tilted his head back and yelled something at the ceiling; he seemed to be getting angrier by the minute. Yep, Ein was thoroughly convinced that Spike had gone insane. He moved up to Spike's leg to see if there was anything that he could do to get Spike back to normal, but he just looked down at Ein from his lofty height with a smile on his face that made the hair on Ein's back stand up. He began talking to him in a voice that wasn't like him at all, it was mean and quiet, and what he was saying didn't make much sense either. As obsession was going to apparently be chasing him for some reason that he wasn't quite sure of. Spike didn't loose that look in his eye and it was making Ein nervous. He decided to ditch the idea of trying to make Spike feel better and get away from the crazy person, so he ran down the hallway trying to find a quieter place.
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Faye had decided to lounge in the living room for awhile as Jet was well within screaming distance if she needed anything. She was feeling better, less shook up from her ghastly experience then she ever would have expected. She yawned and glanced at her watch, realizing that Big Shot was coming on any second. She quickly turned on the TV just as the main title with the banjo music came on and Punch and Judy came out back to back. Faye gave a very loud yawn, why was this annoying show so addicting?! The shows eccentric hosts finished with their usual introductions and got right to today's "Hot News". "So what do we have for our cowboy viewers today Punch?" Judy said, winking towards the screen in a flirtatious way.
"Well, I'll tell you Judy," Punch said. "You remember that bounty hunter that we honored for catching 'The Tiger' two shows ago?"
"If you mean that dreamy Spike Spiegel, how could I forget?" Judy replied, clasping her hands dramatically by her head and doing a sickeningly false swoon.
"Well, police have recently infiltrated the hide out of one of our oldest and well-known bounties," Punch said, the lights all of a sudden going dark. "The notorious stalked 'Obsession'!" Faye gasped and sat up straight, leaning her head down to the TV screen, would this guy never leave them alone?!
"While that's good news Punch, what does that have to do with Mr. Spiegel?" Judy said, putting her hands on her hips.
"Well, I could just tell you Judy, but I think that I'll show you the video footage that the ISSP released earlier instead!" Punch said, and then leaned down towards the camera. "Warning, these images may shock and disturb some of our viewers!"
With that, the screen went black and then went to the image of a small room with a TV on the far side and a chair right in front of it. It would have looked like a regular room if it wasn't completely covered with pictures of Spike! Faye stared, slightly slack-jawed as the camera turned to show the room in its entirety. In red ink in-between the pictures and over some of them was written the single word "Spike!" over and over again along with a count-down to valentine's day on one of the walls. In a corner two agents in radiation suits were prying apart the floorboards and one retrieved a duffel bag from underneath. The camera came closer as the agent set the duffel bag down and prepared to unzip it. Faye stared transfixed at the bag and held her breath as the agent grabbed the zipper and pulled. Inside, were an infinite number of decapitated heads. Faye let out a small scream of surprise and horror as the agent flipped the bag over, spilling out the heads of a number of women and a few bishonen-ish men.
The screen went black again and Punch and Judy appeared back on the screen, both with looks of shock on their faces. "Well," Punch said with a small uncomfortable laugh. "We know who Spike will be getting a valentine from, eh Judy?" Judy either missed her cue or was too shocked to answer as she just stood there looking confused. Faye slammed her fist down on the TV on/off switch and just stared straight ahead. This was more then she could take! She'd begun running through the images in her head when she heard a screaming voice. She didn't understand what the voice was saying, but she knew it was Spike.
"Oh my god," she whispered and took off running towards the screaming.
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Having prepared the food for lunch and gotten everything ready for when Spike came around complaining of hunger pains, Jet took a break to go check on the security cameras. He slowly made his way up to the top deck, yawning as he trudged up the stairs. Surprisingly after all that he'd been through today, he was still close to falling face down on the floor asleep. As he got to the floor, he scanned over the screens quickly, looking for anything unusual. There was nothing out of the ordinary going on, Faye was watching Big Shot in the living room, and most of the other cameras were just wasting power videotaping empty hallways and the daily rituals of rats and dead rats. Jet shuddered as he came across an image of a rat eating another rat that looked as though it had been dead for a few years.
Then he came across a camera that had somehow shut off. Jet clicked his tongue as he began turning knobs on the control panel. The camera that wasn't on was supposed to be videotaping on the floor that was above where Spike was now. Jet looked at the screen with Spike, trying to decipher why he was just standing there. He was standing with his back facing the camera so he couldn't make out his facial expression, but he had his head upturned towards the ceiling. "What the heck is he doing?" Jet thought out loud, still turning knobs. Ein was with his too for a little then all of a sudden he turned tail and ran. "What's going on down there?" Almost as soon as he'd said that, the blank screen blinked an image for a second. Jet began furiously turning the knobs backwards, trying to figure out where the screen had blinked. It fizzled a little bit, and then the picture came in in full black and white. Obsession was looking down through a netted vent in the floor onto Spike with a huge smile on his face. Launching himself off the control panel, Jet sprinted out of the room and towards the floor that Spike was on.
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Spike had barley started walking towards the living room when he was hit head-on by two figures. All three of them fell on the ground, Spike unfortunately caught on the bottom. He groaned and began kicking at Jet and Faye, telling them to get off. "What's WRONG with you guys?!" he screamed at both of them after the tackle had been disentangled. Both were looking at Spike with relieved faced and panting as they had both sprinted from their respected areas. "What's gong on?" Faye and Jet tried to tell their stories at once, but Spike couldn't make out a word of it. "Ok! Okokokok!" he said, becoming frustrated as they kept talking. "Faye, for once we'll consider you a lady and say 'Ladies first'."
Faye made a face at him but then began talking, "I was watching Big Shot, and they were telling about how the ISSP had infiltrated Obsession's hide out."
"Oh, that'll make him happy," Spike said with a smirk, leaning against the wall.
"Look, it's not funny! He has this room in his house that's covered with pictures of you and had decapitated heads buried under the floor! It scared me, and then you screamed so I came running." Faye said.
"I screamed?" Spike said partially to himself, and then a smile spread across his face. "Oh yah, I did! But that wasn't anything."
"Why'd you scream?" Jet asked.
"Oh, I was just messing with Ein," Spike said, sticking his hands into his pockets. "I screamed for Obsession to kill him for me." He began giggling softly to himself, but Faye and Jet didn't join in.
"You WHAT?!" Jet yelled at him, coming forward and putting his hands on Spike's shoulders, shaking him slightly.
"What's the big deal? If Obsession was here then he would've attacked me!"
"No, he wouldn't," Faye inserted, "he's waiting until Valentine's Day to do anything."
"Oh, well that doesn't matter," Spike said. "And Jet, will you stop shaking me?! Obsession didn't hear me!"
"Yes, he did!" Jet said, letting go of him after giving him a shove. "He was right above you while you were screaming, he heard every word."
"What? . . ."Spike said, his eyes going wide and his face paling noticeably. He turned to Jet and Faye and with urgency in his voice said, "We gotta find Ein!" He took off running down the hallway in the dogs' tracks, his two comrades following closely.
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Ein walked slowly down the hallway a few floors down, his head and ears drooping and his feet sluggish. He'd run as fast as he could away from Spike and only started walking a few minutes ago. What was going on with these people? What was going on with this ship!? Everything was so quiet; Ein had the urge to bark and howl just to bring some noise to the silence. Then all of a sudden, he saw something drop down in front of him in the hallway. This hallway was darker then the others so Ein really couldn't see a thing. He was standing right underneath the only light for about six feet, and he began sniffing wildly at the air. It was the man's scent; it was Spike's body guard! He heard the man coming towards him in the blackness, softly walking and whistling an odd little tune. Ein slowly backed up and the man came forward in to the light. Although instead of his face being serious and cruel, it was now in a gentle smile and his features were close to caring. "C'mere little doggie," the man said, lightly patting his thighs with his hands. Ein slowly walked up to him and sat down looking up at him. The man knelt down next to him and began petting him on the head, stroking the fur on his back. Ein gave a small contented noise and snuggled into the man's leg, rubbing his head on the man's pants. The man gently picked up Ein, standing up from his kneeling position and putting Ein over his shoulder like a father with a baby, Ein's head sticking up panting over his shoulder. The man turned around and slowly walked out of the light, his grip on Ein getting tighter as the light diminished and an evil smile claiming his face. A few minutes later, Ein's howls echoed through the ship. . . . . .
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Dream: *hides behind brick wall holding up an Ein plushie* I come in peace! Really, I do!
Spike: What are we doing behind this wall?
Dream: Stick you head up and find out!
Spike: *sticks his head up and an angry chant begins about animal cruelty, along with flying dog biscuits*
Dream: Geese, if they're mad now, I'm almost afraid to write the next chapter!
Spike: *picks pieces of dog biscuit out of hair* But still, might as well get it over with, right?
Dream: Yah, I guess you're right. We should probably try to calm the protesters though.
Spike: I'll leave that to you. *pops away*
Dream: 0.0 TRAITOR! *mumbles to self* oh he is SO dead at the end of the story!
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The Dream Goes On. . .
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Spike: *walks out in his 19th Century cape* Dream does not own Cowboy Bebop! Especially not me all you ladies out there! I'm free and available!
Obsession: *runs out in chibi form and latches onto Spike's leg* Oh Spikey! I'm the only one for you!
Spike: *twitch* GET IT OFF ME! GET IT OFF ME! *runs off* I said I'm free and available LADIES!!
Dream: *sweat drop* Uh, yah, here's the story!
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Spike's legs gave way out of shock and he fell to the floor. He closed his eyes as he hit and felt a weight drop on his chest. "Now look at what you've done you idiot," Spike thought as he opened his eyes. However, instead of finding Obsession, he found Ein on top of him. The little dog couldn't have looked more content with its tongue sticking out and an animated look on his furry face. Spike on the other hand was not amused, looking up at the corgi with a look of complete loathing. His eyes formed into thin slits and his lip even began quivering slightly, baring his teeth. "Get OFF me!" he growled, pushing the dog off him. Ein went flying through the air and hit the opposing wall, yipping when he came into contact. "Stupid dumb ass dog!" Spike yelled at the quivering ball of fur on the ground. Normally Spike would have taken this with minimal good humor, but not today. This stupid mutt had woken him up this morning, failed to protect Faye, and nearly scared him to death! Spike was literally cracking under the stress and without thinking he threw his head back and yelled out, "OBSESSION! I KNOW THAT YOU CAN HEAR ME! You've been following me all over the ship and you're a sick freak! But I'll tell you what, this dog has been a constant interference with your plans right? You kill this dog in whatever way you see fit and I'll give you a special gift for Valentine's Day!"
Ein had gotten up off the floor and was now over by Spike's leg, looking up at him in a very quizzled way. Spike looked down at the little dog with a hate-filled gleam in his eye and an evil smirk on his face. "You better get moving Ein, I'm sure Obsession loves a good chase," Spike said in a voice that was low and cold. Ein if all possible crouched lower to the ground, his ears flat against the side of his head. "Go on Ein, you have a friend waiting." As if Spike had kicked him away, Ein ran down the length of the hallway and turned the corner, the clicks of his claws on the metal floor echoing, and then slowly diminishing. Spike made a small noise by blowing the air of a sigh through his teeth and began walking again, that idiotic dog wouldn't be bothering him for awhile, now maybe he could calm down for a bit.
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Ein had been walking around the hallway since, well, he didn't know how long. He'd left as soon as Spike's body guard had started wrestling with Faye. He'd learned even before he came on the Bebop that if people were wrestling, they wanted to be left alone. So now he was biding his own time, chasing rats and cockroaches on the upper decks for entertainment. However, one thing still puzzled him from before. Everybody was looking for Spike's body guard, that's why Faye had sent him out to patrol the hallways for her. So why then, if everyone was looking for the guy, did Faye look so displeased to see him? Ah well, they're humans, Ein wasn't meant to understand them.
It was really dark close to the ground in the maintenance hallways as they were poorly lighted and all of a sudden as Ein stepped forward, the floor wasn't there to support him and he fell through the ground. He landed on something hard that gave way underneath him, but at least it was softer then the ground. He slowly got up to see that it was Spike that he had landed on. Man he was lucky that it hadn't been Faye, she always yelled at his when this sort of thing happened. But not Spike, Spike was his pal! He began panting in a friendly sort of way and contently closed his eyes. He opened them to see Spike looking at him funny and growling, was something wrong with him?
The next thing that Ein knew, he was in the air and hit his back on the wall; he couldn't help but yelp at the pain that shot through his spine. What'd he done? It wasn't his fault the floor had given way underneath him! Spike began yelling something at him that he didn't quite understand, but it was in a very angry tone. He then tilted his head back and yelled something at the ceiling; he seemed to be getting angrier by the minute. Yep, Ein was thoroughly convinced that Spike had gone insane. He moved up to Spike's leg to see if there was anything that he could do to get Spike back to normal, but he just looked down at Ein from his lofty height with a smile on his face that made the hair on Ein's back stand up. He began talking to him in a voice that wasn't like him at all, it was mean and quiet, and what he was saying didn't make much sense either. As obsession was going to apparently be chasing him for some reason that he wasn't quite sure of. Spike didn't loose that look in his eye and it was making Ein nervous. He decided to ditch the idea of trying to make Spike feel better and get away from the crazy person, so he ran down the hallway trying to find a quieter place.
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Faye had decided to lounge in the living room for awhile as Jet was well within screaming distance if she needed anything. She was feeling better, less shook up from her ghastly experience then she ever would have expected. She yawned and glanced at her watch, realizing that Big Shot was coming on any second. She quickly turned on the TV just as the main title with the banjo music came on and Punch and Judy came out back to back. Faye gave a very loud yawn, why was this annoying show so addicting?! The shows eccentric hosts finished with their usual introductions and got right to today's "Hot News". "So what do we have for our cowboy viewers today Punch?" Judy said, winking towards the screen in a flirtatious way.
"Well, I'll tell you Judy," Punch said. "You remember that bounty hunter that we honored for catching 'The Tiger' two shows ago?"
"If you mean that dreamy Spike Spiegel, how could I forget?" Judy replied, clasping her hands dramatically by her head and doing a sickeningly false swoon.
"Well, police have recently infiltrated the hide out of one of our oldest and well-known bounties," Punch said, the lights all of a sudden going dark. "The notorious stalked 'Obsession'!" Faye gasped and sat up straight, leaning her head down to the TV screen, would this guy never leave them alone?!
"While that's good news Punch, what does that have to do with Mr. Spiegel?" Judy said, putting her hands on her hips.
"Well, I could just tell you Judy, but I think that I'll show you the video footage that the ISSP released earlier instead!" Punch said, and then leaned down towards the camera. "Warning, these images may shock and disturb some of our viewers!"
With that, the screen went black and then went to the image of a small room with a TV on the far side and a chair right in front of it. It would have looked like a regular room if it wasn't completely covered with pictures of Spike! Faye stared, slightly slack-jawed as the camera turned to show the room in its entirety. In red ink in-between the pictures and over some of them was written the single word "Spike!" over and over again along with a count-down to valentine's day on one of the walls. In a corner two agents in radiation suits were prying apart the floorboards and one retrieved a duffel bag from underneath. The camera came closer as the agent set the duffel bag down and prepared to unzip it. Faye stared transfixed at the bag and held her breath as the agent grabbed the zipper and pulled. Inside, were an infinite number of decapitated heads. Faye let out a small scream of surprise and horror as the agent flipped the bag over, spilling out the heads of a number of women and a few bishonen-ish men.
The screen went black again and Punch and Judy appeared back on the screen, both with looks of shock on their faces. "Well," Punch said with a small uncomfortable laugh. "We know who Spike will be getting a valentine from, eh Judy?" Judy either missed her cue or was too shocked to answer as she just stood there looking confused. Faye slammed her fist down on the TV on/off switch and just stared straight ahead. This was more then she could take! She'd begun running through the images in her head when she heard a screaming voice. She didn't understand what the voice was saying, but she knew it was Spike.
"Oh my god," she whispered and took off running towards the screaming.
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Having prepared the food for lunch and gotten everything ready for when Spike came around complaining of hunger pains, Jet took a break to go check on the security cameras. He slowly made his way up to the top deck, yawning as he trudged up the stairs. Surprisingly after all that he'd been through today, he was still close to falling face down on the floor asleep. As he got to the floor, he scanned over the screens quickly, looking for anything unusual. There was nothing out of the ordinary going on, Faye was watching Big Shot in the living room, and most of the other cameras were just wasting power videotaping empty hallways and the daily rituals of rats and dead rats. Jet shuddered as he came across an image of a rat eating another rat that looked as though it had been dead for a few years.
Then he came across a camera that had somehow shut off. Jet clicked his tongue as he began turning knobs on the control panel. The camera that wasn't on was supposed to be videotaping on the floor that was above where Spike was now. Jet looked at the screen with Spike, trying to decipher why he was just standing there. He was standing with his back facing the camera so he couldn't make out his facial expression, but he had his head upturned towards the ceiling. "What the heck is he doing?" Jet thought out loud, still turning knobs. Ein was with his too for a little then all of a sudden he turned tail and ran. "What's going on down there?" Almost as soon as he'd said that, the blank screen blinked an image for a second. Jet began furiously turning the knobs backwards, trying to figure out where the screen had blinked. It fizzled a little bit, and then the picture came in in full black and white. Obsession was looking down through a netted vent in the floor onto Spike with a huge smile on his face. Launching himself off the control panel, Jet sprinted out of the room and towards the floor that Spike was on.
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Spike had barley started walking towards the living room when he was hit head-on by two figures. All three of them fell on the ground, Spike unfortunately caught on the bottom. He groaned and began kicking at Jet and Faye, telling them to get off. "What's WRONG with you guys?!" he screamed at both of them after the tackle had been disentangled. Both were looking at Spike with relieved faced and panting as they had both sprinted from their respected areas. "What's gong on?" Faye and Jet tried to tell their stories at once, but Spike couldn't make out a word of it. "Ok! Okokokok!" he said, becoming frustrated as they kept talking. "Faye, for once we'll consider you a lady and say 'Ladies first'."
Faye made a face at him but then began talking, "I was watching Big Shot, and they were telling about how the ISSP had infiltrated Obsession's hide out."
"Oh, that'll make him happy," Spike said with a smirk, leaning against the wall.
"Look, it's not funny! He has this room in his house that's covered with pictures of you and had decapitated heads buried under the floor! It scared me, and then you screamed so I came running." Faye said.
"I screamed?" Spike said partially to himself, and then a smile spread across his face. "Oh yah, I did! But that wasn't anything."
"Why'd you scream?" Jet asked.
"Oh, I was just messing with Ein," Spike said, sticking his hands into his pockets. "I screamed for Obsession to kill him for me." He began giggling softly to himself, but Faye and Jet didn't join in.
"You WHAT?!" Jet yelled at him, coming forward and putting his hands on Spike's shoulders, shaking him slightly.
"What's the big deal? If Obsession was here then he would've attacked me!"
"No, he wouldn't," Faye inserted, "he's waiting until Valentine's Day to do anything."
"Oh, well that doesn't matter," Spike said. "And Jet, will you stop shaking me?! Obsession didn't hear me!"
"Yes, he did!" Jet said, letting go of him after giving him a shove. "He was right above you while you were screaming, he heard every word."
"What? . . ."Spike said, his eyes going wide and his face paling noticeably. He turned to Jet and Faye and with urgency in his voice said, "We gotta find Ein!" He took off running down the hallway in the dogs' tracks, his two comrades following closely.
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Ein walked slowly down the hallway a few floors down, his head and ears drooping and his feet sluggish. He'd run as fast as he could away from Spike and only started walking a few minutes ago. What was going on with these people? What was going on with this ship!? Everything was so quiet; Ein had the urge to bark and howl just to bring some noise to the silence. Then all of a sudden, he saw something drop down in front of him in the hallway. This hallway was darker then the others so Ein really couldn't see a thing. He was standing right underneath the only light for about six feet, and he began sniffing wildly at the air. It was the man's scent; it was Spike's body guard! He heard the man coming towards him in the blackness, softly walking and whistling an odd little tune. Ein slowly backed up and the man came forward in to the light. Although instead of his face being serious and cruel, it was now in a gentle smile and his features were close to caring. "C'mere little doggie," the man said, lightly patting his thighs with his hands. Ein slowly walked up to him and sat down looking up at him. The man knelt down next to him and began petting him on the head, stroking the fur on his back. Ein gave a small contented noise and snuggled into the man's leg, rubbing his head on the man's pants. The man gently picked up Ein, standing up from his kneeling position and putting Ein over his shoulder like a father with a baby, Ein's head sticking up panting over his shoulder. The man turned around and slowly walked out of the light, his grip on Ein getting tighter as the light diminished and an evil smile claiming his face. A few minutes later, Ein's howls echoed through the ship. . . . . .
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Dream: *hides behind brick wall holding up an Ein plushie* I come in peace! Really, I do!
Spike: What are we doing behind this wall?
Dream: Stick you head up and find out!
Spike: *sticks his head up and an angry chant begins about animal cruelty, along with flying dog biscuits*
Dream: Geese, if they're mad now, I'm almost afraid to write the next chapter!
Spike: *picks pieces of dog biscuit out of hair* But still, might as well get it over with, right?
Dream: Yah, I guess you're right. We should probably try to calm the protesters though.
Spike: I'll leave that to you. *pops away*
Dream: 0.0 TRAITOR! *mumbles to self* oh he is SO dead at the end of the story!
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The Dream Goes On. . .
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