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Hey Icy Pheonix! The reason I had discontinued this fic is because nobody seemed to want to read or review it. But, since you reviewed it, here's a chapter!
Cynical World
Chapter 4
"Still, no beer?" Spike pouted.
"Spike have you ever seen 'Buffy'?" Zen grinned evilly as he stared at her with a confused look on his face. "I'll take that as a 'no' Vamp-boy," Zen winked at Ed who laughed.
"Alert. Another vehicle is approaching. Alert."
"Damn, and just as it was getting relaxing," Zen pouted. "Oh well, guess it's time to see who's the raven tapping at my door."
"Raven?" Spike asked.
"Edgar Allen Poe, famous dead poet that wrote dark poetry. Sometimes I think that's where I get my dark sense of humor," Zen smirked and flipped her hair away from her face as she walked and opened the door.
"So, how's the refugee?" a male voice chuckled.
"Hello, Zenia," a female trilled happily.
"Gene! Melfeena!" Zen laughed happily as she gave him, and the woman beside him, a hug.
"Hey! What am I? Chopped liver?" a shorter man asked.
"JIM!" Zen jumped on top of the guy in front of her, knocking them both into the dirt.
"WOAH!" Jim yelped.
"I'm so happy to see you guys!" Zen sat up, still on top of Jim. "You guys can go on in and say hi to Ed and Kal! I'm sure Ed will introduce you to Spike!"
"See you two later!" Gene laughed as he and Melfeena entered the ship.
"So… you gonna get offa me?" Jim smirked.
"Nope!" Zen grinned as she moved her head to lie on his chest, then she yawned. "I missed my favorite sleeping place."
"…" Jim only let a chuckle escape him, before asking, "So, what'd you do to get a bounty on your head?"
"I saved this guy, Spike, from the Red Dragons. Next thing I know, POOF I'm one of America's most wanted!" Zen hugged the man under her.
"Well, when I saw that bounty I nearly panicked and raced straight for Mars to know who the hell you pissed off!" Jim frowned.
"Yeah, well, you know I can take care of myself…" Zen sighed as she rolled off of Jim and landed beside him.
"Zen, I only met you a month ago! I don't want to loose you only because you stopped and helped some guy!" Jim sat up and glared down at her.
"Jim, calm down. I've lived way longer than I should have… by Ed's calculations I'm at least 219 years old."
"Zen…" Jim watched as the girl beside him turned away from him.
"219…" Zen sighed. "I guess the saying is true… 'no matter how old you get, someone is always watching out for you'." Zen turned back to Jim and gave him a thoughtful look, "I understand that you don't want to see me hurt, Jim, but sometimes these things can't be helped."
"I know. I just don't want…" Jim sighed tiredly.
"I know," Zen turned herself around, so that her head was in Jim's lap. "Now, what's the reason for the unexpected visit?"
"Gene saw the bounty and we came to help you," Jim replied softly. "Sorry for starting an argument."
"It takes two to tango, bucko," Zen leaned up and pecked him softly on the cheek. "Want to go inside?"
"Sounds like a plan," Jim chuckled.