Disclaimer: If it's cool, it ain't mine. If you don't think it belongs to me, it prolly doesn't.

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"Excuse me, Sweetheart, where do you think you're going?" Long hot pink nails on her arm stopped her. Faye wasn't sure if it was a man or a woman stopping them. Dressed in a leopard spandex jumpsuit, the form was frightening to say the least. Platinum bottle blond hair formed a teased masterpiece above a low sloping forehead. Though the makeup was expertly applied and plentiful, it didn't hide the coarser features of a man. Add the black spike heels, and Faye was pretty sure she was looking at a cross dresser.

Putting on her best smile, Faye popped her bubble gum and strolled over. Assuming the role of tacky airhead she twirled a lock of the blond wig around her index finger. "Who do I see to put a new guy in the show?" Another bubble snapped.

"Honey, even in this place you won't pass for a man. What I wouldn't give for a body like yours." Wistfully the man looked her up and down. It unnerved Faye to be looked at in envy by a man instead of the usual lust.

Outraged Faye stomped her foot, making her dress hang to her body precariously. "Uh, like, not ME, I meant HIM!" Another bubble gum snap punctuated her thumb over her shoulder jerking in Spike's direction.

The cross dresser's eyes widened in appreciation. "You mean that delectable piece of man meat sneaking away? Oh baby, come to mama!" Lascivious winks followed this outburst. "Honey, if you can get him in here, I'll pay you! We don't get em that good looking here very often! Hey sweetie! Come sit on mama's lap!"

Spike slunk even quicker in the direction of the star ships.

"You'll pay me? Just a moment. I'll be right back." The sweet smile vanished from her lips as she turned. It was awesome seeing the Great Spike Speigel taken down a few notches, but not when he kept running out on her!

Catching up she grasped his arm above the elbow and almost let go in shock. She never realized Spike's lanky body had such muscles on it. Every time she had seen him with out his shirt he was always covered in bandages.

Returning back to the present, Faye called his name.

"What do you think you're doing? Did you forget about the bounty? Spike, we need that money! Remember how you blew up that whole block chasing that last guy?" She hissed at him under her breath. She was also thinking of the extra money that she would pocket if he really would dance. The man was right; you didn't see them as handsome as Spike very often.

Spike was adamant. "Forget it Faye. There are too many weirdoes here for my taste. Did you see that way that one was looking at me? Did you hear what he said? I feel like I'm on Calisto again! The only thing is, I'm not allowed to shoot any of these freaks!" He was yelling now.

"Shhh, Spike!" Realizing that she was getting nowhere, Faye decided to switch tactics.

"Spike, I'm sorry, why didn't you just tell us from the beginning? It's nothing to be ashamed of." She laid a comforting hand on his arm. "Lots of men are lacking in that area...though we didn't think you were." An innocent look was displayed on Faye's beautiful face. "I understand, and I'm sure Jet would too. Not everyone can be...well...well endowed." Faye's face assumed a shocked look. She decided to pound the final nail in the coffin. "No wonder you hated those little red Speedos so much. They would have shown your little," Faye hid a snicker behind her hand here "secret!"

He yanked his arm away from her hand with a low growl. His eyes were narrow in a cold hard face. "Ashamed? Lacking in some areas? Screw you Faye." Spike spun on his heel. His manly pride had been wounded here. It was time to prove the shrew woman wrong.

Bravely, he strode back to the leering leopard-clad man. It was time to Cowboy Up.

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Jet was dying laughing. He knew Faye was evil, but he never guessed it extended to the reaches he heard today. "Way to go Faye! Only a woman would be evil enough to pull that line! Insult his male ego!"

Faye smirked. She could be very manipulative when she wanted to be. "Yeah, wonderful Jet." Her voice was dry. "Now tell me where Rylee is supposed to be. I want to be in position to watch Spike make a fool out of himself and to catch the bounty. It's been awhile since I've visited my ponies."

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The dimly lit smoky lounge was filled with women. Very few men were present, making it that much easier to spot the bounty. She looked at the picture Ed sent over her COM. It showed an older man with craggy features. His dark skin was complimented by darker hair. In the corner sat a distinguished looking man who fit the picture perfectly. He was brushing crumbs off the lapel of his charcoal colored suit. Well, he looks normal enough but that bounty is calling my name.

"Hey Jet, do you know why this guy likes to watch other guys' strip?" Faye was scanning the room as she whispered. Seeing a vacant seat near the bar she wove through the crowd.

"Yeah, because he's gay. Next dumb question Faye?" The voice over the COM was sarcastic. Of all people, Faye should have guessed that reason.

"Go to hell Jet."

She signaled to the bartender for a martini, dry. Sliding an olive into her mouth she watched the stage with one eye and Rylee with the other. The men on the stage were good looking, but nothing to brag about. After a while you can only look at so many classically handsome men with amazing bodies before they all began to look alike.

As the last one pranced off stage mostly naked Faye let out a sigh. This would be more fun if I had a larger expense account for this bounty. I wonder how Spike is doing with the cross dresser in back...I'll bet he loves Spike's outfit!

The stage went dark, catching Faye's eye. The music changed. While the other men had danced to rock songs, the distinctive twang of a guitar rang out. Country music was trickling from the speakers, getting louder with every beat. A spotlight shone on center stage as strobe lights flashed around the room.

Standing in the light was a tall lanky cowboy.

Things were about to get interesting.

Faye got her Glock and camera ready.

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Yes, he really is going to do it! Hope you all are enjoying it!

If you are familiar with country music, I'm taking suggestions for what song he should strip to!

Review and let me know!