Hiha!

Okay, in this chappy, our favorite bounty hunters will do what no one thinks possible of them...

THEY QUIT SMOKING!!!!! At least, THEY TRY!!!!!! Um, review? Someone shoot me...please.

Disclaimer: I'm currently trying and trying to find out how to own Cowboy Bebop, but as of today, no luck. *sigh* It belongs to Sunrise Co.


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"Spike?" No answer.


"Faye?" Nothing.


"Ed?" Zilch.


"What the hell? EIN!" Jet yelled, beginning to get exasperated. "I need a smoke." Jet dug around in his pockets. Then he screamed.


"What, what's going on?" Faye yelled, running out of the shower room with her bathrobe barely tied (as always) and her gun drawn.


"Jet, what's the matter?" Spike shouted, running from the hangar where he was having an interesting conversation with the Swordfish II about how to successfully cut Faye's tongue out.


"There's no...there's no..." Jet was panting for breath as he tried to calm down,


"What!!!" Faye yelled, beginning to get impatient. (beginning, yeah right! ^-^ Faye's cool though!)


"There's no smokes in the ship!!!"


"WHAT?!?!?!?" Spike and Faye screamed as they frantically searched their many pockets for just one pack of the cancer-sticks.


"Ha ha, Ed will help Faye-Faye and Spike-person and Jet-person!"


"Ed, what did you do with our beautiful, sweet..." Jet drifted off thinking of the lovely odor of the cigarettes.


"Edward has decided that Beboppers have been smoking too many death sticks and Ed has decided that Ed will throw any of the smelly thingies into the toilet!" Ed began to calmly walk around the room on her hands and scratch her nose with her big toe as Spike, Jet, and Faye began screaming and falling on the floor.


"You little rat!" Faye yelled and lunged at Ed.


"Faye, no!"


"She's not worth it!"


After Spike and Jet succeeded in calming down, they began interrogating Ed, who was now tied to the toilet.


"Ed, did you get—"


"Edward has thrown down the draaaaain the packs under Jet-person's watering can!"


"Did you find—"


"Inside the shower drain yes! Ed doesn't really take such looooooong showers!"


"What about—"


"Yes Spike-Spike, Edward also found the packs in all of your shippies!"


"Ed," Jet was the calmest, but only because he was basically Ed's father. "What exactly do you want us to do?"


"Edward wants Spike-person and Jet-person and Faye-Faye to quit the smooooooking!"


"We gotta go to TJ, there's a whle buncha liquor stores there." Spike sounded very...irritable. The last thing he needed was—


"Spike, Ed has just blown the last woolong buying food!" Faye screamed in mental pain.


"Edward has also disabled the ship's manual and auto-pilot so Jet-person cannot drive awaaaaaaay to a store to buy cigarettes!"


A few minutes after Ed was locked in the bathroom ("Permanently!" Screamed Faye), Spike and Jet and Faye were beginning to go crazy.


"Great," Jet began. "This is just great. Ed has spent our last woolong. We're stuck drifting through space nowhere near some planet or at leasta decent asteroid where we can buy smokes. And the only food that Ed bought was..." A dramatic silence filled the air. "...fish heads!"


"Apparently, Ed likes that crap." Faye said and she turned to Spike. "You wanna take our withdrawel illness out on each other?"


"Always." Spike said and they began bickering.


"This is gonna be a long couple of weeks." Jet said as he sighed and rubbed his throbbing head. Ed rolled into the room and he didn't even care to ask how she got out of the bathroom.


"Yay, Ein! Soon Jet-person and Spike-person and Faye-Faye will be all better!" Ed squealed. Unfortunatly, she wasn't aware of the horrers of withdrawel illness. But she will be soon...


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MUAHAHAHA! Weeeeeee! I said that only because my brother was tipping the computer chair waaaaaaaaaaaaaay back! WEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeee! He did it again! Weeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Fun gahhhhh! He choked me with Faye-Faye's headband! Um, review. Please. OR Dienstag, I mean DIEEEEEEEEEEEE! Gahhhhhh! R&R OR DIENSTAG!

Chlorophyll,

Qui-ti