I'm probably still not going to make it a story, but here is a
sequel/chapter 2 sorta thing. I hope you like. The lyrics are "Woke up This
Morning" by Nickleback, but I really don't know what it has to do with the
fic. Story starts after the first set of lyrics. Yes, I made Faye die, but
if I change my mind and make it a story I have something in mind that
involves Faye. Enjoy.
~*~ = Lyrics
Woke Up This Morning
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~*~
I paid my last respects this morning on an early grave
Already said goodbye.nothin left to say
A tiny church, a tiny town and not a tear was spent
Not how I wanted it.
I'm hating all of this
~*~
"Spike!" Jet yelled for what seemed like the millionth time.
Spike had a far-away look in his eye and he definitely wasn't on the bebop.
"What's wrong with Spike person?" Ed asked.
Ed was crawling along the top of the couch like a bug.
"I'm not sure." Jet mumbled as he walked out the room.
Jet walked back in a few minutes later with a bucket of cold water. He put his cigarette in his mouth, lifted the bucket with both hands and poured it all over Spike and the couch.
"What the-God damnit Jet! What the fuck are you doing?" Spike screaming as he flung himself off the couch.
When he stood up straight again his cigarette broke in half. Spike looked at it and then looked back at Jet. He was waiting for an answer.
"Trying to get you back to the bebop." Jet replied.
"What happened and where's Faye?" Jet asked.
"I can tell you what cemetery if you really want to know."
"You know, you should really stop talking about her like that."
"I wasn't dissing her, Jet. Now do you want to know or not?"
Jet's cigarette fell to the ground.
~*~
Now I know why I hide my love from you some days
No, I don't mind keeping this bottled inside me
You came along and tore this wall down around me
Looks like you found me
Now I know why
I felt like shit when I woke up this morning.
~*~
"I couldn't-" Spike started, but stopped himself and looked to the floor.
He looked at the floor like it would explain everything to Jet for him.
"I wasn't-" Spike tried saying.
Spike sighed. He took the alternative.
"He's dead and I didn't help her because I was to damn full of myself!" Spike blurted out and quickly walked to his room and closed to door behind him.
Jet stood. He was dumbfounded. He picked up the piece of paper that was on the table next to the couch. Luckily it wasn't wet. Jet unfolded it and sure enough there was an address for a cemetery.
~*~
I've been a loser all my life, I'm not about to change
If you don't like it there's the door
Nobody made you stay
There ain't a woman on the planet who can deal with it
Just how I wanted it.I'm hating all of this
~*~
Jet sat down in the chair next to the sofa that wasn't wet. He just kept looking at the scribbled letters until Spike finally came out with a new pair of clothes. Actually, Jet had never seen them before. And he wouldn't really call it a 'them' either. A pair of black pants-sort of like he usually wears-and a black belt. No shirt, which surprised the hell outta Jet. Maybe it was because Faye wasn't around and he didn't mind tramping around without a shirt, but then again, Ed was still around.
Spike reluctantly sat of the coffee table because the couch was still soaking.
"Jet, I understand you pouring water on me, but did you have to do it to the couch?"
"Well, you were laying on the couch."
"There were alternatives like maybe rolling me off it or something."
"Never thought of it."
"That's nice." Spike said sarcastically.
"Where are we going?" Spike asked after a bit.
"That cemetery."
"What?" Spike asked, astonished.
~*~
Now I know why I hide my love from you some days
No I don't mind keeping this bottled inside me
You came along and tore this wall down around me
Looks like you found me
Now I know why
I felt like shit when I woke up this morning
~*~
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Because of some of the lyrics and Spike with no shirt I am not trying to say it is a Jet/Spike. Lol. Now that I got that out.I might make another chapter because I want to. That's because I kind of liked this chapter (Even if no one else did) and I left a sort-of cliffhanger. Also that idea I have for Faye sound really good at this point, so maybe. It's a big maybe. I hope you liked and please REVIEW tell me if you want me to make this into a story, it might encourage me and thanks to my 2 reviewers from before.
~*~ = Lyrics
Woke Up This Morning
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
~*~
I paid my last respects this morning on an early grave
Already said goodbye.nothin left to say
A tiny church, a tiny town and not a tear was spent
Not how I wanted it.
I'm hating all of this
~*~
"Spike!" Jet yelled for what seemed like the millionth time.
Spike had a far-away look in his eye and he definitely wasn't on the bebop.
"What's wrong with Spike person?" Ed asked.
Ed was crawling along the top of the couch like a bug.
"I'm not sure." Jet mumbled as he walked out the room.
Jet walked back in a few minutes later with a bucket of cold water. He put his cigarette in his mouth, lifted the bucket with both hands and poured it all over Spike and the couch.
"What the-God damnit Jet! What the fuck are you doing?" Spike screaming as he flung himself off the couch.
When he stood up straight again his cigarette broke in half. Spike looked at it and then looked back at Jet. He was waiting for an answer.
"Trying to get you back to the bebop." Jet replied.
"What happened and where's Faye?" Jet asked.
"I can tell you what cemetery if you really want to know."
"You know, you should really stop talking about her like that."
"I wasn't dissing her, Jet. Now do you want to know or not?"
Jet's cigarette fell to the ground.
~*~
Now I know why I hide my love from you some days
No, I don't mind keeping this bottled inside me
You came along and tore this wall down around me
Looks like you found me
Now I know why
I felt like shit when I woke up this morning.
~*~
"I couldn't-" Spike started, but stopped himself and looked to the floor.
He looked at the floor like it would explain everything to Jet for him.
"I wasn't-" Spike tried saying.
Spike sighed. He took the alternative.
"He's dead and I didn't help her because I was to damn full of myself!" Spike blurted out and quickly walked to his room and closed to door behind him.
Jet stood. He was dumbfounded. He picked up the piece of paper that was on the table next to the couch. Luckily it wasn't wet. Jet unfolded it and sure enough there was an address for a cemetery.
~*~
I've been a loser all my life, I'm not about to change
If you don't like it there's the door
Nobody made you stay
There ain't a woman on the planet who can deal with it
Just how I wanted it.I'm hating all of this
~*~
Jet sat down in the chair next to the sofa that wasn't wet. He just kept looking at the scribbled letters until Spike finally came out with a new pair of clothes. Actually, Jet had never seen them before. And he wouldn't really call it a 'them' either. A pair of black pants-sort of like he usually wears-and a black belt. No shirt, which surprised the hell outta Jet. Maybe it was because Faye wasn't around and he didn't mind tramping around without a shirt, but then again, Ed was still around.
Spike reluctantly sat of the coffee table because the couch was still soaking.
"Jet, I understand you pouring water on me, but did you have to do it to the couch?"
"Well, you were laying on the couch."
"There were alternatives like maybe rolling me off it or something."
"Never thought of it."
"That's nice." Spike said sarcastically.
"Where are we going?" Spike asked after a bit.
"That cemetery."
"What?" Spike asked, astonished.
~*~
Now I know why I hide my love from you some days
No I don't mind keeping this bottled inside me
You came along and tore this wall down around me
Looks like you found me
Now I know why
I felt like shit when I woke up this morning
~*~
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Because of some of the lyrics and Spike with no shirt I am not trying to say it is a Jet/Spike. Lol. Now that I got that out.I might make another chapter because I want to. That's because I kind of liked this chapter (Even if no one else did) and I left a sort-of cliffhanger. Also that idea I have for Faye sound really good at this point, so maybe. It's a big maybe. I hope you liked and please REVIEW tell me if you want me to make this into a story, it might encourage me and thanks to my 2 reviewers from before.