After The Real Folk Blues
Session 2: Dream On.
Without waiting for an answer that she already knew, she ran inside. She looked around the familiar first deck and couldn't see anything different. She knew where he had to be. She jumped over the railing and ran over to the couch. She slowly raised her head above the back of the couch and peered at the once strong Spike Spiegel, laying wrapped in bandages and hooked up to a respiratory machine, his loud breathing echoing throughout the cabin. Faye and Jet slowly followed Ed into the large cabin room and sat down on the couch across from Spike. "As you can see Ed," Jet began "We came here because we needed your help. Hes alive but just barely and we have no idea what to do with him." Faye trying to get her mind off of the situation at hand flipped on the T.V. The familiar theme song to Big Shot played over the bad connection. "Howdy to all 3 million Bounty Hunters in the system." The show was just as corny as before with both of the hosts riding on sticks with fake horse heads on them, pretending they where cowboys. The main host had a pretty bad texan accent that anyone could tell is fake. His co-host was the ultimate dumb blond. She was the one who asked the obviuos questions and got the obvious answers in return. She was mostly on the show to boost the shows average ratings because now adays people think that even a crappy show will sell with if it has sex appeall "Today we have a huge update on the Spike Spiegel bounty. According to unknown sources we have found out that this, 3billion dollar bounty, IS IN A COMA." "Hes in a coma?" Another obvious question asked by his blond, busty side kick. "Well than how come no one can seem to find him?" "Well according to this unknown source who has been paid 20 million woolongs for his support, Spike Spiegel is actually on planet earth." The blond made an incredibly dumb statement supporting the myth that all blondes are dumb. "In fact I hear he's even in the same room as the person whos making this very call. Oops im sorry we werent supposed to say that part on air where we?" Everyone turned around to see Ed's dad on the phone looking directly at them with a frightened expression on his face. "Wh-What why are you all looking at me like that? I was just ordering a pizza. Ya, kinda funny, the only pizza place on a crater filled, deserted earth is Dominoes. They are actually making more money, after the earth was deserted than they where before. Hey now look, I know Dominoes sucks but theres really not much other choice is the-. Hey isnt that, that Big Shot show? Im talkin to them right no-.... Ooooh crap."
Five minutes later.
"Now come on guys be reasonable, searching the earth for new craters isnt exactly profitable. I needed some extra income. Please just let me go this once." All three replied at once "NO!" Faye started. "What the hell do you think your doing?! You better have some kind of really good excuse cause if you dont..." "Ed Ed angry at Daddy." Jet was trying to keep his cool but he knew that soon there would be bounty hunters scowering the planet looking for Spike. "Look that was a really stupid thing you just did. You didnt think we would know right away who it was when the police started showing up? Now i want you to call them back, give them there woolongs back, and tell them that you where just trying to make a few extra bucks but you where caught doing it." "What? Are you nuts? He should keep the woolongs and give them to me, uh I mean us." Faye of course wanted the woolongs all for herself. "Faye I-" but he thought about it and realized that for the first time that he could remember, Faye's greed was actually right. After the kind of damage the ship had taken, it would need lots of money put into it for repairs. "Faye," He really didnt want to say it, he knew she would never let him live it down, but he had to say it. "Faye, your right." "No please i need the woolongs for- Wait. What did you just say?" "Faye, I said your right." "Yes I am right!" "First time for everything I guess." "What was that Jet?" "Nothing." She wore a proud grin. "Well, Im glad you finally see things my way. Here." She handed him her card. "Just transfer the woolongs over to my account." "No, the woolongs are going towards the ships repair." Faye looked as though she had just been hit over the head with a hammer. "WHAT!? No way those woolongs are mine. It was my idea after all." Jet just smiled. "Yes but it was also your idea to land on earth and look were that got us." Ed's dad apparantly didnt like either of these ideas. "Come on we will split it 50/50 i get half you guys get half, I mean after all I'm the one that called it in." Both Jet and Faye slowly turned toward him. "YOUR LUCKY YOU DONT GET A BULLET IN THE FACE!" Theyre hatred for him, at the moment at least, was much greater than there hatred for eachother. "WHAT THE HELL, YOU TRY TO TURN OUR FRIEND IN NOW YOU WANT A REWARD?!" Both looked back at eachother. "The moneys going to the ship Faye, unless you want Spike's death on your hands." Faye looked stunned. "What?" Jet had a serious, sullen look. "What the hell do you think Spike's respirator is running on?" Faye had forgotten all about Spike's condition. "I- Im sorry. I was being selfish without even thinking about what would happen to Spike." She solemnly left the room, turning back only once to look at Spike, her eyes brimming with tears. She quickly turned back around trying to hide the tears from Jet and Ed. Jet attached his card to the machine and download the money onto his card. He replaced it back into his pocket and flipped on the video phone to contact the man who had built both the Bebop, and Spike's Swordfish II. Jet sighed. He knew that Faye had forgotten and that he really shouldn't be angry at her for it. After all thats just the way Faye was, she couldnt help it if she was greedy and self indulgent. But at the moment all he could do was sit and wait for the old guy to come.
Jupiter: Science Facility
"He's dead, he has to be. Nobody can survive all that this guys been through." The doctor was hysterical that someone like Vicious had been brought to the hospital he worked at. He knew Vicious was with some syndicate but he knew nothing beyond that. "Hey aint he one of those syndicate leaders? You know the ones who got shot up by that guy, uhh what's his name... Oh ya Spike Spiegel?" The man in the black coat looked darkly into his eyes. "He isn't dead." "What?! Look at him this guy is dead." The man touched a cold finger to Vicious's head "No his brain is still functioning with minimal output." " Oh ya well alotta good that will do him if his body-" "The body is fine. It can be repaired." The man now knows why they are here and what will happen to him. "Woah, you mean cloning? That shit aint legal, you know that right? I could go to jail." The man in the black coat looked up into the scientists eyes, His cold, peircing stare seemed unhuman, and a dark grimace spread across his face. "You wish." Bang! A single shot was fired from an unseen gun. The body and the shell fell to the floor simultaniously. The scientist lay, face down in a pool of blood that slowly spread out across the floor from the hole in his head. Another man, this one dressed in a red jumpsuit, with spiked Black hair, stepped out of the darkness, a smoking gun in his hand, a hysterical smirk on his face.
As Doctor Mendelo circled the crash site, and surveyed the area below, he asked himself how the hell could a pilot as skilled as Jet crash the ship that badly. "Hmm, new engines, lotsa framework... how in the hell did he do that?" Jet looked up to see a small fighter plane circling the Bebop. "Heh old doc still has that garbage heap." Faye looked at it in disgust. "How can he even think of piloting something that ugly?" "Old habits die hard I guess." He looked over at the Bebop and realized it couldnt be that much newer than what the doctor was piloting. It, however, had been painted and kept in good condition. Untill now of course. "Heh, old ship's startin' to look more like you every day, eh Jet?" "Shutup Spi-" Jet and Faye instantly spun around. Spike Spiegel stood hunched over on his crutches, still wrapped in bandages smiling at the two of them and there utter amazement that he could be standing there. Faye rushed up to him and grabbed him squeezing him tight. "Umm, Faye? I cant breathe." But Faye squeezed him even tighter. After she finally let him go they both stared at her blushing face. "I was uh.. getting you back for forcing us to land here Spike!" Her eyes where filled with tears but she was happier than she had been in a long time.
Session 2: Dream On.
Without waiting for an answer that she already knew, she ran inside. She looked around the familiar first deck and couldn't see anything different. She knew where he had to be. She jumped over the railing and ran over to the couch. She slowly raised her head above the back of the couch and peered at the once strong Spike Spiegel, laying wrapped in bandages and hooked up to a respiratory machine, his loud breathing echoing throughout the cabin. Faye and Jet slowly followed Ed into the large cabin room and sat down on the couch across from Spike. "As you can see Ed," Jet began "We came here because we needed your help. Hes alive but just barely and we have no idea what to do with him." Faye trying to get her mind off of the situation at hand flipped on the T.V. The familiar theme song to Big Shot played over the bad connection. "Howdy to all 3 million Bounty Hunters in the system." The show was just as corny as before with both of the hosts riding on sticks with fake horse heads on them, pretending they where cowboys. The main host had a pretty bad texan accent that anyone could tell is fake. His co-host was the ultimate dumb blond. She was the one who asked the obviuos questions and got the obvious answers in return. She was mostly on the show to boost the shows average ratings because now adays people think that even a crappy show will sell with if it has sex appeall "Today we have a huge update on the Spike Spiegel bounty. According to unknown sources we have found out that this, 3billion dollar bounty, IS IN A COMA." "Hes in a coma?" Another obvious question asked by his blond, busty side kick. "Well than how come no one can seem to find him?" "Well according to this unknown source who has been paid 20 million woolongs for his support, Spike Spiegel is actually on planet earth." The blond made an incredibly dumb statement supporting the myth that all blondes are dumb. "In fact I hear he's even in the same room as the person whos making this very call. Oops im sorry we werent supposed to say that part on air where we?" Everyone turned around to see Ed's dad on the phone looking directly at them with a frightened expression on his face. "Wh-What why are you all looking at me like that? I was just ordering a pizza. Ya, kinda funny, the only pizza place on a crater filled, deserted earth is Dominoes. They are actually making more money, after the earth was deserted than they where before. Hey now look, I know Dominoes sucks but theres really not much other choice is the-. Hey isnt that, that Big Shot show? Im talkin to them right no-.... Ooooh crap."
Five minutes later.
"Now come on guys be reasonable, searching the earth for new craters isnt exactly profitable. I needed some extra income. Please just let me go this once." All three replied at once "NO!" Faye started. "What the hell do you think your doing?! You better have some kind of really good excuse cause if you dont..." "Ed Ed angry at Daddy." Jet was trying to keep his cool but he knew that soon there would be bounty hunters scowering the planet looking for Spike. "Look that was a really stupid thing you just did. You didnt think we would know right away who it was when the police started showing up? Now i want you to call them back, give them there woolongs back, and tell them that you where just trying to make a few extra bucks but you where caught doing it." "What? Are you nuts? He should keep the woolongs and give them to me, uh I mean us." Faye of course wanted the woolongs all for herself. "Faye I-" but he thought about it and realized that for the first time that he could remember, Faye's greed was actually right. After the kind of damage the ship had taken, it would need lots of money put into it for repairs. "Faye," He really didnt want to say it, he knew she would never let him live it down, but he had to say it. "Faye, your right." "No please i need the woolongs for- Wait. What did you just say?" "Faye, I said your right." "Yes I am right!" "First time for everything I guess." "What was that Jet?" "Nothing." She wore a proud grin. "Well, Im glad you finally see things my way. Here." She handed him her card. "Just transfer the woolongs over to my account." "No, the woolongs are going towards the ships repair." Faye looked as though she had just been hit over the head with a hammer. "WHAT!? No way those woolongs are mine. It was my idea after all." Jet just smiled. "Yes but it was also your idea to land on earth and look were that got us." Ed's dad apparantly didnt like either of these ideas. "Come on we will split it 50/50 i get half you guys get half, I mean after all I'm the one that called it in." Both Jet and Faye slowly turned toward him. "YOUR LUCKY YOU DONT GET A BULLET IN THE FACE!" Theyre hatred for him, at the moment at least, was much greater than there hatred for eachother. "WHAT THE HELL, YOU TRY TO TURN OUR FRIEND IN NOW YOU WANT A REWARD?!" Both looked back at eachother. "The moneys going to the ship Faye, unless you want Spike's death on your hands." Faye looked stunned. "What?" Jet had a serious, sullen look. "What the hell do you think Spike's respirator is running on?" Faye had forgotten all about Spike's condition. "I- Im sorry. I was being selfish without even thinking about what would happen to Spike." She solemnly left the room, turning back only once to look at Spike, her eyes brimming with tears. She quickly turned back around trying to hide the tears from Jet and Ed. Jet attached his card to the machine and download the money onto his card. He replaced it back into his pocket and flipped on the video phone to contact the man who had built both the Bebop, and Spike's Swordfish II. Jet sighed. He knew that Faye had forgotten and that he really shouldn't be angry at her for it. After all thats just the way Faye was, she couldnt help it if she was greedy and self indulgent. But at the moment all he could do was sit and wait for the old guy to come.
Jupiter: Science Facility
"He's dead, he has to be. Nobody can survive all that this guys been through." The doctor was hysterical that someone like Vicious had been brought to the hospital he worked at. He knew Vicious was with some syndicate but he knew nothing beyond that. "Hey aint he one of those syndicate leaders? You know the ones who got shot up by that guy, uhh what's his name... Oh ya Spike Spiegel?" The man in the black coat looked darkly into his eyes. "He isn't dead." "What?! Look at him this guy is dead." The man touched a cold finger to Vicious's head "No his brain is still functioning with minimal output." " Oh ya well alotta good that will do him if his body-" "The body is fine. It can be repaired." The man now knows why they are here and what will happen to him. "Woah, you mean cloning? That shit aint legal, you know that right? I could go to jail." The man in the black coat looked up into the scientists eyes, His cold, peircing stare seemed unhuman, and a dark grimace spread across his face. "You wish." Bang! A single shot was fired from an unseen gun. The body and the shell fell to the floor simultaniously. The scientist lay, face down in a pool of blood that slowly spread out across the floor from the hole in his head. Another man, this one dressed in a red jumpsuit, with spiked Black hair, stepped out of the darkness, a smoking gun in his hand, a hysterical smirk on his face.
As Doctor Mendelo circled the crash site, and surveyed the area below, he asked himself how the hell could a pilot as skilled as Jet crash the ship that badly. "Hmm, new engines, lotsa framework... how in the hell did he do that?" Jet looked up to see a small fighter plane circling the Bebop. "Heh old doc still has that garbage heap." Faye looked at it in disgust. "How can he even think of piloting something that ugly?" "Old habits die hard I guess." He looked over at the Bebop and realized it couldnt be that much newer than what the doctor was piloting. It, however, had been painted and kept in good condition. Untill now of course. "Heh, old ship's startin' to look more like you every day, eh Jet?" "Shutup Spi-" Jet and Faye instantly spun around. Spike Spiegel stood hunched over on his crutches, still wrapped in bandages smiling at the two of them and there utter amazement that he could be standing there. Faye rushed up to him and grabbed him squeezing him tight. "Umm, Faye? I cant breathe." But Faye squeezed him even tighter. After she finally let him go they both stared at her blushing face. "I was uh.. getting you back for forcing us to land here Spike!" Her eyes where filled with tears but she was happier than she had been in a long time.