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Spike reached to Faye's face, which was only a few inches from his and touched her pale cheek. She was breathing rapidly, and shied away from his touch.
"Don't try to get on my good side just because I'm taking care of you, jerk."
"So what was all that about. You couldn't wait for me to leave, huh? Sorry I messed up your plan to take over the Bebop," he replied, establishing his plan to be a smart ass.
"Yeah, well. I was gonna throw a party and everything, but you came back before I had time to put up streamers," she sneered.
Suddenly Ed ran through the room, arms outstretched, flying an imaginary airplane. "Yea! Party time for Faye Faye! Edward wants to have a birthday party. Ein too! Happy birthday to Edward and her cowdog Ein!" She cart wheeled out of the room and left the two alone again.
"I hate kids," Spike began.
"And mutts, and women with attitude; I know," Faye finished for him. She was all huffy now, facing away from Spike.
"Hey, Faye," he started again.
She turned around and looked him straight in the face. "Why don't you just stay dead you bastard!" she screamed at him.
Before he could respond she grabbed his bandaged head and pulled him into a forceful kiss. She suddenly pulled away from him and ran out of the room.