*yawn* Another chapter from me...review?
Disclaimer: If I owned Cowboy Bebop, I'd...play with YK and the Seatbelts EVERY FRICKEN DAY! Man they rock...I don't own Cowboy Bebop, by the way...
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Faye woke up the second morning without her sweet death-sticks to a democratic liberal radio talk show. Normally, she just smacked the snooze button quickly to avoid the horrendus ideas of the democrats, but this morning—
"Lousy piece of crap radio; the top ten stations in the solar system my ass! More like the fricken democratic radio from hell, this is worse than Doctor Laura—!"
Faye realized what she'd said the second it came from her mouth. Right away, she stopped stomping on the radio Doctor Laura? That's not on anymore...did I just remember something? Faye had that fish-outta-water look on her face and she seemed confused. Automatically, she groped around her pockets for a pack of—
"Damn you ED!!!!!!!!"
"Hi Faye-Faye!" Ed shouted as she cart-wheeled through the rotating hallway thingy-ma-bober that the lobster thingy from Session 11 traveled through (man I'm crazy...). "Edward got an e-mail for you for you for you!!!!!!"
"From who, Ed?" Faye replied tiredly. Three minutes into the day and she was already tired.
"Come come Faye Faye and and see see the the message message!" (this is a great way to get your word count up ^-^)
"Can't you ever say anything correctly? Have you ever heard of grammar, Ed?" Faye and Jet said at the exact same moment as the girls passed through the main yellow-couch-and-chair-to-tie-bounties-on-room. They shot each other evil glares and continued with their tasks.
"Here's the message-message Faye-Faye!" Ed sang and began to roll around the living room, powered by some force unknown to normal humans...the Force of Jedis.
Faye glanced over at the computer and noticed a certain lunkhead—
"SPIKE!"
"What?" The lunkhead asked innocently, whistling the tune he whistled in the bathroom in Session 1: Asteroid Blues, the place he first saw Asimov. (creepy me again)
"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THE COMPUTER!" Faye pulled out her trusty-rust Austrian Glock but unfortunatly, she forgot Ed's little clean-up job around the ship. She pulled the trigger only to hear—
Click.
"Damn it!" She threw the gun to the ground in disgust. "I'll kill you!" She lunged at Spike, who was currently accepting a plate of fish-head rice pudding from Jet...
Ed glanced away from braiding individual strands of Ein's hair ogether to see a minor brawl between the bounty hunters. She then calmly walked over to Tomato on her elbows and began typing another entry, but not before looking at the sender's address from Faye's e-mail.
cheeseispowerful@randomsite.com.
"Oooh! Edward will read Faye-Faye's e-mail too!" She scrowled down to the text, and saw:
To whom it may concern:
We should go camping with Faye. Faye should eat all of the eggs. Then I should spank her!
A crazy convict.
"Edward will not let Faye-Faye see this..." Ed decided wisely, and deleted the e-mail, but not quickly enough...
"ED! NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER DELETEM FAYE-FAYE'S E-MAILS! FAYE FAYE NEEDS THE MAIL! IT'S HER ONLY CONNECTION TO LIFE OUTSIDE OF THIS PRISON SHIP! NOOOO! I WISH I KNEW WHICH CONVICT SENT ME THAT! THEN I WOULDN'T BE SO ALONE! KISS ME SPIKE!"
"Okay," the cowboy replied and they sat downon the couch and made out.
"Oh god, not in front of the child!" Jet wailed wildly as he grabbed the confused-looking Ed and rushed her out of the room. "This is a ship, not a love-boat!"
"Love-boat, love-boat love-boat love-boat love-boat love-ship!" Ed sang and Jet began to cry. "I need my cigs! I need my cheese! I need my bonsai!"
"Jet-Jet has his bonsai in Jet-Jet's room!" Ed said while wiping away her father-figure's tears with her toes.
"Oh right!" Jet shouted and dumped Ed in the hangar beofre rushing off.
"...Edward is confused..."
"Woof!"
*back in the main yellow-couch-and-chair-to-tie-bounties-on-room*
"Mhmmmm."
"Ooooh."
"LUNKHEAD!"
"WENCH!"
SMACK!
SPANK!
"Hey, you perv!" Faye yelled and Spike giggled.
"I'm at my extremely-horney-and-I-need-to-get-some stage of my withdrawel!" Spike sang as he rocked back and forth on his...shoes. "You wanna help me?"
"Sure, I'm just about there too; might as well take care of it while there's a chance!" The two proceded back to The kitchen, where there were loud crashiong and banging sounds for the next 12 hours.
*back in the main yellow-couch-and-chair-to-tie-bounties-on-room, but after Spike and Faye get it on*
"Edward sure is tired, Ein!" Ed said as she settled into a warm pile of Spike and Faye's stained clothing. "Let's turn on the radio!" She pushed a button and jumped to her feet immeiatly after hearing what the radio had to say to her.
"GET YOUR LAZY ASS OUTTA BED!"
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Holy crap this was short! Damn this ###### but please review! *wipes away happy tear* You guys are so great! I've never had this many reviews for only 2 chapters! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh, and by the way: that 'GET YOUR LAZY ASS OUTTA BED!' thing happened to my buddy Ish-bob once...read her crap NOW!!!! R&R OR DIE!!!!
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Qui-ti