Nobody really reads these things, so I'll keep it short and sweet. Here's chapter 2...enjoy! If it seems like this is moving along slow, don't worry, I don't do anything without a reason. Well, I don't do a lot of things without reasons...Anyway, read on.
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Faye hopped up into her ship, as did Spike into his a few feet away. They closed everything up and Spike started up his ship first.
"I thought it was ladies first." Faye said to Spike through her com.
"I don't think that rule applies to you." he said jokingly and pulled out of the hangar.
"Not funny, ass." she said and roared into space behind him.
Spike turned his ship on auto and leaned back into his chair, when Faye's voice surrounded him.
"How far off are we?" she asked.
"You've flown to Earth before, why are you asking?" He said somewhat annoyed that his peace and quiet only lasted a few seconds.
"Just trying to make conversation..." she said.
He didn't respond to her, and turned off the communicator, hoping that she'd just be quiet so he could relax for the rest of the trip to Earth.
"So he's gonna be tough, huh?" Faye said aloud to herself and flipped the com back on, "So, what is the plan once we get there?" she asked.
"We find her and turn her in." Spike said complacently.
"Right. That doesn't really help." she said with an irritated sigh.
"I'll fucking tell you when you get there! Just shut up so I can relax 'til then!" he yelled.
::click::
Faye turned off her com and put her ship into auto, as well. "What an asshole." she muttered, pulling out a cigarette and lit it.
"Ugh! So annoying!" Spike said and reached into his pocket for a cigarette.
"Well, I didn't mean to come off that harsh, but damn, that woman gets on my nerves. I don't really know why I get so annoyed...I guess if I don't know why, I should let it go. Hmm. Nah." he said to himself as he lit the end of his cigarette up.
::beep::
Arriving at destination in T-minus 17 minutes and 18 seconds.
::beep::
"Thanks for the update," Spike said as he patted the controls of the Swordfish II. "At least you don't annoy me as much as her." he said and took a long drag on his cigarette.
Soon after, they landed at their destination: what used to be known as Florida. Now it was practically reduced to a jungle. The Atlantic Ocean rose over the already low-lying state and covered up most of the south part of the state. And what was left became so marshy and wet that it gave birth to a deep jungle of overgrowth. But states didn't really matter, it was just "Florida." Not the state of Florida, but the place known as such.
Earth wasn't the way it used to be as Faye knew it before her accident. Sure, she couldn't remember any of it yet, but she knew she lived on the planet once. That's all; just the simple fact that she had lived there for the majority of her life.
"Are you done yet?" Spike shouted over to her as she climbed down from her ship.
"Sorry if I tried to land in a decent spot." she replied with a thud as she fell from her ship into a soft spot of land.
Spike laughed under his breath and headed toward one of the few remaining buildings in the area. "It's a information center?" he said in amazement.
"I didn't think any of these were still around." Faye said as she caught up to him, brushing dirt off of her thighs.
"I guess there's at least one. Let's check it out. Ladies first." he said and bowed towards the door.
"Oh, I see how it is!" she said and stomped forwards, "Fine! I'll be the brave one."
She creaked the door open, and they entered slowly.
::ribbit::
"Agh! Shoot it!" Faye yelled at the sound coming from behind the counter.
"Just a frog..." Spike said and leaned over, picking up the green being, "See? Harmless."
::psssshhhhhh::
"AGHH! It pissed in my eye! OH, OH IT BURNS!" Spike yelled as he threw the frog against the wall and continued to dance around in pain with his hand against his face.
"Stop jumping around! Lemme take a look!" Faye demanded and grabbed onto his fore arm, "Stay still." she whispered as she moved his hand from his face.
"Ow...How's it look?" he said now staring at her intently with a trace of worry running all over his face.
"We need to find some water, CLEAN water, to rinse it out with," she started to say when she noticed that it was only his left eye that was bothered by the frog spray, "Hmm..." she mused to herself, caught up in inspecting his eye.
"What?!" he asked with extreme worry apparent in his voice.
"It seems like Mr. Froggy has some incredible aim."
"Huh?"
"He only got your left eye. I guess it's better than both, huh?" she asked now looking around for water.
"Huh? Oh, yeah." he trailed off remembering why it only affected the one eye.
"Does it still hurt?" she asked, still rummaging through the run down information center.
"It burns, but I'll be okay." he answered, now joining her in the hunt for water.
"Ah ha! Found some!" she said as she pulled up an aged bottle of water from an old cooler still running in a back room.
"That's some luck..." he said as she walked over to him, opening the bottle.
"Here, tilt your head back and to the side so I can flush the stuff out." she said as he did so.
"Seems like Mr. Froggy wasn't a froggy at all." Spike mumbled as she poured the water gently over his eye.
"Yeah, I guess Mr. Froggy is Mr. Toady." Faye said to confirm it.
"About my eye..." he started when she finished pouring the water and cut him off.
"Don't worry about it, I won't tell Jet. I think he'd be upset to hear that the 'big kid' cried over a little toad." she said jokingly, missing the fact that he was about to actually talk to her.
"Never mind..." he said, "Lets find this woman so we can get the hell out of here.
They walked out of the building and went to the next abandoned building. Faye looked in the windows as Spike glanced at the other buildings. A couple hundred feet away from them was a bar. It looked promising, so Spike grabbed Faye and started to head toward it.
"Do you think any people actually go to it?" Faye asked looking at the sign on top of the bar, "Drunk Dog Saloon? What kind of name is that?" she asked.
"The kind of name that our bounty scams in." he said.
"And how do you know?" she demanded, yanking her arm out of his grip.
He stopped and turned around to Faye. He sighed and replied, "Because Ed told me. You really should listen to her more."
"Wha...?" she began as he grabbed her arm again and headed toward the entrance, only stopping in front to fill Faye in on the details.
"Ok. This is the plan you so desperately need. You go in, sit down, order a drink– he started to say when Faye cut in.
"I don't have any money to get a drink!" she protested.
"Shut up! It's not like you're going to pay for it!" He argued, "ANYWAY, you order a friggin' drink. Chat it up if you want to. Keep an eye out for our little Red, and play the Innocent Slut part you're so good at."
"Innocent Slut? I am NOT a slut!" She screamed at him, stomping her heel into his shoe.
"Oh no, I'm dying. I've been slayed by your dull heel." he smirked, "Just do what I said and things will go fine."
"I swear I'm going to..." she muttered and headed inside.
"Ha...this is going to be fun..." Spike laughed to himself, sitting down in front of the saloon. He lit up another cigarette to kill some time before his entrance.
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Faye hopped up into her ship, as did Spike into his a few feet away. They closed everything up and Spike started up his ship first.
"I thought it was ladies first." Faye said to Spike through her com.
"I don't think that rule applies to you." he said jokingly and pulled out of the hangar.
"Not funny, ass." she said and roared into space behind him.
Spike turned his ship on auto and leaned back into his chair, when Faye's voice surrounded him.
"How far off are we?" she asked.
"You've flown to Earth before, why are you asking?" He said somewhat annoyed that his peace and quiet only lasted a few seconds.
"Just trying to make conversation..." she said.
He didn't respond to her, and turned off the communicator, hoping that she'd just be quiet so he could relax for the rest of the trip to Earth.
"So he's gonna be tough, huh?" Faye said aloud to herself and flipped the com back on, "So, what is the plan once we get there?" she asked.
"We find her and turn her in." Spike said complacently.
"Right. That doesn't really help." she said with an irritated sigh.
"I'll fucking tell you when you get there! Just shut up so I can relax 'til then!" he yelled.
::click::
Faye turned off her com and put her ship into auto, as well. "What an asshole." she muttered, pulling out a cigarette and lit it.
"Ugh! So annoying!" Spike said and reached into his pocket for a cigarette.
"Well, I didn't mean to come off that harsh, but damn, that woman gets on my nerves. I don't really know why I get so annoyed...I guess if I don't know why, I should let it go. Hmm. Nah." he said to himself as he lit the end of his cigarette up.
::beep::
Arriving at destination in T-minus 17 minutes and 18 seconds.
::beep::
"Thanks for the update," Spike said as he patted the controls of the Swordfish II. "At least you don't annoy me as much as her." he said and took a long drag on his cigarette.
Soon after, they landed at their destination: what used to be known as Florida. Now it was practically reduced to a jungle. The Atlantic Ocean rose over the already low-lying state and covered up most of the south part of the state. And what was left became so marshy and wet that it gave birth to a deep jungle of overgrowth. But states didn't really matter, it was just "Florida." Not the state of Florida, but the place known as such.
Earth wasn't the way it used to be as Faye knew it before her accident. Sure, she couldn't remember any of it yet, but she knew she lived on the planet once. That's all; just the simple fact that she had lived there for the majority of her life.
"Are you done yet?" Spike shouted over to her as she climbed down from her ship.
"Sorry if I tried to land in a decent spot." she replied with a thud as she fell from her ship into a soft spot of land.
Spike laughed under his breath and headed toward one of the few remaining buildings in the area. "It's a information center?" he said in amazement.
"I didn't think any of these were still around." Faye said as she caught up to him, brushing dirt off of her thighs.
"I guess there's at least one. Let's check it out. Ladies first." he said and bowed towards the door.
"Oh, I see how it is!" she said and stomped forwards, "Fine! I'll be the brave one."
She creaked the door open, and they entered slowly.
::ribbit::
"Agh! Shoot it!" Faye yelled at the sound coming from behind the counter.
"Just a frog..." Spike said and leaned over, picking up the green being, "See? Harmless."
::psssshhhhhh::
"AGHH! It pissed in my eye! OH, OH IT BURNS!" Spike yelled as he threw the frog against the wall and continued to dance around in pain with his hand against his face.
"Stop jumping around! Lemme take a look!" Faye demanded and grabbed onto his fore arm, "Stay still." she whispered as she moved his hand from his face.
"Ow...How's it look?" he said now staring at her intently with a trace of worry running all over his face.
"We need to find some water, CLEAN water, to rinse it out with," she started to say when she noticed that it was only his left eye that was bothered by the frog spray, "Hmm..." she mused to herself, caught up in inspecting his eye.
"What?!" he asked with extreme worry apparent in his voice.
"It seems like Mr. Froggy has some incredible aim."
"Huh?"
"He only got your left eye. I guess it's better than both, huh?" she asked now looking around for water.
"Huh? Oh, yeah." he trailed off remembering why it only affected the one eye.
"Does it still hurt?" she asked, still rummaging through the run down information center.
"It burns, but I'll be okay." he answered, now joining her in the hunt for water.
"Ah ha! Found some!" she said as she pulled up an aged bottle of water from an old cooler still running in a back room.
"That's some luck..." he said as she walked over to him, opening the bottle.
"Here, tilt your head back and to the side so I can flush the stuff out." she said as he did so.
"Seems like Mr. Froggy wasn't a froggy at all." Spike mumbled as she poured the water gently over his eye.
"Yeah, I guess Mr. Froggy is Mr. Toady." Faye said to confirm it.
"About my eye..." he started when she finished pouring the water and cut him off.
"Don't worry about it, I won't tell Jet. I think he'd be upset to hear that the 'big kid' cried over a little toad." she said jokingly, missing the fact that he was about to actually talk to her.
"Never mind..." he said, "Lets find this woman so we can get the hell out of here.
They walked out of the building and went to the next abandoned building. Faye looked in the windows as Spike glanced at the other buildings. A couple hundred feet away from them was a bar. It looked promising, so Spike grabbed Faye and started to head toward it.
"Do you think any people actually go to it?" Faye asked looking at the sign on top of the bar, "Drunk Dog Saloon? What kind of name is that?" she asked.
"The kind of name that our bounty scams in." he said.
"And how do you know?" she demanded, yanking her arm out of his grip.
He stopped and turned around to Faye. He sighed and replied, "Because Ed told me. You really should listen to her more."
"Wha...?" she began as he grabbed her arm again and headed toward the entrance, only stopping in front to fill Faye in on the details.
"Ok. This is the plan you so desperately need. You go in, sit down, order a drink– he started to say when Faye cut in.
"I don't have any money to get a drink!" she protested.
"Shut up! It's not like you're going to pay for it!" He argued, "ANYWAY, you order a friggin' drink. Chat it up if you want to. Keep an eye out for our little Red, and play the Innocent Slut part you're so good at."
"Innocent Slut? I am NOT a slut!" She screamed at him, stomping her heel into his shoe.
"Oh no, I'm dying. I've been slayed by your dull heel." he smirked, "Just do what I said and things will go fine."
"I swear I'm going to..." she muttered and headed inside.
"Ha...this is going to be fun..." Spike laughed to himself, sitting down in front of the saloon. He lit up another cigarette to kill some time before his entrance.