a/n:
Certain people, through their nice reviews have suggested (In some cases, demanded) to have favourite writing aspects, styles, ideas, yadda yadda yadda, incorporated into my story. Well.normally, I wouldn't really give a damn, but since everyone who has read CT, reviewed and been stunningly nice towards me, I shall bend to the will of the masses and try to please everyone. Thank-you all. This is CT's milestone 10th chapter.
I was thinking of each of you when I wrote this. You'll know which paragraph/sections you influenced when you read them...*Phe laughs and falls off her chair*
*Spike appears, horrified* "RUN AWAY, PEOPLE!! SHE'S DERRANGED!! ESCAPE WHILE THERE'S STILL TIME!! GAHH-"
Phe: :) He he he.
Shout outs:
Tyger-chan: What would I be without you? I would have to poke myself all the time to fill the void! ^-^()
Mael-kun: Another whose input I value. ^-^. Thanks, buddy- for taking time out to read my crap all the time. (Extra Jet-person for you as a treat!)
MalletWielderofDoom: Senshichan..? You have changed your name?
stolenblood: Welcome to the small group of CT reviewers. May sugar always be plentiful and in your reach.
Torii: Same comments apply as above. ^_^
(I'm sorry if I've left anyone out. Please forgive me. Just yell at me in a review, and I'll fix it up for you. Can you really blame me though? I should have been asleep three hours ago.)
CHERRY TOMATO
Session Ten
Rain fell softly from the darkened sky, mingling with salty tears as a mother and her son ran from their house and into the night. Red were the boy's hands- from desperately trying to shake his father awake, ignoring his mother's pleas and cries of distress. It wasn't true. It couldn't be. Tomorrow, he'd wake up, and dad would be there- sitting on the end of his bed, waiting patiently for him get up, while he sipped a mug of coffee. The boy's face stung where his mother had slapped him. He forgave her for it. She was out of her mind at the time, desperate to get him away, tugging and pulling at him..trying to pry his fingers away from the corpse. All a dream.The clouds burst, and it seemed to the boy as if all of the oceans had been scooped up, and poured through a sieve in the sky. Muffled footsteps sloshed through deep puddles, and mud splattered their clothes. All a dream.some horrible, terrifying dream.
Jet waved a hand in front of Spike's face. "Hey, are you all right? You seem really out of it."
Spike blinked at him, as if emerging from a deep sleep; "No.I'm fine, really." He looked around him. "Jet? Where's Crud Bucket?"
"He's right behind." Jet swung sideways to clap a hand on Cad's back, but how could he? Empty air occupied his space.
"Where the hell has he gotten to this time?"
Down the street.
"You really can't waste water like that, kids. HEY! Are you even listening to me?" Cadogen was yelling at a group of children who had broken open a fire hydrant on the side of the street. Precious water was spewing forth in a gigantic fountain, making the kids squeal in delight and run around, soaking wet, in circles.
"Can't stop being a cop for five lousy minutes, can you?" Spike grabbed the officer's arm and dragged him away through the cascade of water. "Don't you remember that we've got more important things to attend to than reprimanding street punks?" Cadogen did not speak a word. "Huh? A monkey rip out your tongue, or something? You're very quiet." Cad's eyes were wide as he stared at Spike in disbelief.
"B.b.sweet merciful crap!"
"What are you babbling about?" When Cadogen blushed and looked away, the penny dropped in Spike's mind. His shirt was drenched, clinging tightly to his.shall we say.curvy body? Disgusted at his torso, Spike roughly hauled the younger man away.
"Get any ideas," He hissed savagely, "And I plunge my hand into your chest, and tear out your beating heart. Understand?" Cad nodded furiously, his knees trembling. For a moment, he had seen the bounty hunter in a totally new, intoxicating light. It horrified Cad that he was even thinking such vulgar thoughts. Bad boy! Must not think such things! Mentally chanting this phrase over and over again, Cad allowed himself to be dragged down the street- the faintest hint of a blush remaining in his cheeks.
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"God damn sexist males!" Faye Valentine kicked the couch violently. She was still trying to get over Spike's annoying, cocky, arrogant display in front of everyone, before he left to go and get himself shot in the head. Who the hell did he think he was? Faye quailed slightly inwardly. What if.? Was he looking out for her? Again? Faye forgot about their fragile relationship that seemed to be growing over the past couple of weeks. She wanted to hate that man right now, hate him so much for leaving her behind, that she would be willing to tear off his testicles, freeze them, and smash them into tiny, tiny pieces with a heavy mallet. Yes, readers. We all know that Faye needs some anger management classes, as well as a good bout of A.A. (Alcoholics Anonymous) meetings.
Snap nodded angrily in agreement. "It's as if they think we're total invalids or something! Just because I'm not some gun toting cowboy, it doesn't mean that I can't give some kind of help!" The two women sat together, sipping hot drinks and thinking frostily about certain idiotic cave men. At length, Edward crawled in between them, enjoying the feminine company- she usually hung around Jet most of the time. As great as he was (he taught her how to spit, tie knots and trim the odd bonsai), he didn't have the same soft, female presence and smells as these two had. Now, gentle reader, you must be aware of something very important. Not all people can tolerate being told what to do. In fact, I believe there are very few who can. But an outlandish, rebellious and foolish woman, coupled with others with her brood is bad news. Why? They formulate outlandish, rebellious and foolish plans of revenge, of course. Beware, ye men- of she that holds a grudge. The three talked rapidly as they ate, discarding all advice from their friends. Who needed it? Faye had her gun, her ship (with lasers), Snap had a knife from the kitchen drawer, and Edward had her Tomato (to bonk people on the head with), and her sharp, pointy little teeth. They were set. The ship had fuel, the key to the Bebop was under the welcome mat, and nobody could stop them. Late in the afternoon, they blasted off into the sky, dipping low to the street to scatter pedestrians- just for the hell of it.
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What if.? What if he's alive? That's obvious- then she would leave with him. Go and live with him, and I will be left on my own again. God, I don't think I could handle that. Not again. It was bad enough when that.that woman left. But my own, sweet little red headed monster? I've grown attached. I told myself I shouldn't, but I have. Damn. Why the hell me? Why couldn't she just wander into some other miserable wretch's life and screw them over? Why the hell am I even doing this? I could be out collecting a paycheck, without a care in the world, just like it used to be before she came along. But.weren't you unhappy before? A small voice inside my brain whispers. No! I reply, if you shut up I'll give you some tar and nicotine. The small voice immediately stops. It could never resist death sticks. I have a headache. I have sunburn. I have two moronic co-workers with the collective I.Q. of minus two, and I need a smoke. Crap. I left my lighter at home.
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a/n: *Phe-chan yawns widely* See what I'm doing for you people? Staying up late.type.typing away. *YAWN* Need sleep. Or shower..humm.too tired for brain to make accurate decision.
Phe's inner voice: "You know, we could really use a leprechaun around the house. Why don't you-?"
Phe: *Totally out of it- zombified* "Huh? Leprechaun?"
Phe's inner voice: "Yes. Leprechaun. All you need is.*The voice whispers inaudibly*
Phe: *nods drowsily* "Uh-huh, ok, got that." *She wanders out of the room*
Phe's inner voice: "Hehehe.now, people. I know I have been very evil in making Phe give you another boring filler chapter with no blood, but be a good little group of corruptible youth and review. OTHERWISE, I will set my leprechaun on you when Phe returns with it.
*Phe is heard cooing and calling: "Here, leppy- leppy- leprechaun!" from outside.*