Hey you guys! This is my second attempt at a crossover and I believe it to be my best one of the two. Tell me guys what you think so far, and I'll be sure to use your comments and suggestions in the writing of my fanfic. Well, without further Ado, I present my second crossover. (Cowboy bebop, and Outlaw Star neither of which I own) Enjoy
You Sank My BattleShip!
A tiny speck of dust floated its way across the endless sky, making its way slowly towards the nostril of a fuzzyheaded lunk. Unaware of the dust, he opened his mouth and threw another pop of popcorn in and chewed happily. He was laying on an old broke down couch, watching an old broken down TV and his only joy for the day was waiting for his favorite TV show to come on. The dust twirled on the breeze of his exhaled breath, and waited patiently for the moment when it would enter his lungs and cause all hell to break lose.
He closed his eyes for just a second, and opened them sharply just as a large girl landed painfully on his stomach, and more than likely rearranged his vital organs. He peered at her angrily for a second but she paid him no mind as she continued running away from what he guessed to be some invisible friend of something. He closed his eyes again, and willed the sleep to come when no more than a few seconds later, he was the trampoline of a mutt. The dog didn't bother to stop on Spike, and it continued on its way chasing after Ed, the crazy jumping girl. Well, they were the only two fools on the bebop crazy enough to bother him during his sleep, so why not try again right? Well, he did try again...but he was absolutely wrong, there were other fools on the ship cruel enough to invade his sleep time. After about 10 minutes of blissful sleep, a vivacious female stepped lightly in the room looking for her prey. She wore heeled ankle white boots, and yellow short shorts suspended to a tiny yellow midriff top. Her pretty purple hair hung low into her face, causing the look o something much more dramatic than she proved to be when sleeping. Her stomach was nicely carved and although she looked fit, she wasn't light at all. She made her way over to her dear friend Spike, and settled herself on his stomach.
Damn Faye… what the hell do you want!
I gotta go pick up some groceries for Jet, do you mind coming with me?
Are you kidding me?
Come on Spike, I don't like going there alone. A tiny feminine little thing like me always needs some sort of protection. Besides, the butcher is always giving me dirty looks.
Feminine and you don't even belong in the same sentence first off, second, the only reason the butcher keeps looking at you is because you look like a damned whore.
Really Spike! Do ya really and truly mean it?
Sure Faye, anything for you.
Do ya promise?
Mhmmm, I promise.
But seriously Spike! Please! I'll buy you cigarettes AND a drink.
As tempting as that may sound, I can't really make up my mind when my stomach is being merged with my kidneys.
Faye reluctantly stood up and allowed Spike his breathing room. It seemed when he was finally able to breathe, that little dust fucker attacked and clogged his lungs for a few seconds. He sat up quickly, coughing out the little furball, as Faye whacked his back just about as hard as she could. When he finally managed to breathe easily again, his eyes were full of tears and his back was badly bruised. Well, that's the last time he sleeps in the living room he reasoned. He threw his legs over the side of the couch, stood, and reached for his pack of ciggies. He lit one, and inhaled slowly, enjoying the taste of sweet nicotine once again making his body a slave to it. Faye reached her fingers to his lips, and he allowed her to remove the cigarette from his mouth. Her slender apricot fingers held tightly to the cigarette as she took a long drag and quickly passed it back to Spike. She exhaled the sweet smoke, and after a few moments refocused on the task at hand.
Spike, please, I would really appreciate it if you came to the store with me. Hmm, maybe if she tried being nice it would work.
Faye cut the nice shyt it doesn't become you. And maybe if you shut your mouth for more than 5 minutes I could tell you that yeah I'll go with you.
And I thought you liked me when my mouth was open.
I did, until I found out that you actually spoke words too.
Alright whatever, just lets go… We are taking your ship.
Alight, Alright, shut up already.
Suddenly, Faye was forced into Spikes arms as the ship crashed into something in mid space. Suddenly lights they didn't even know existed were going off. Faye was too busy looking around to really realize she was still clutching to Spike, but when she finally did realize it, her face turned into a deep blush. Spike merely smirked, and said that she had good taste. She pulled back, and he let her pull away from him. Suddenly, Jet dodged into the room red in the face and frantic.
We've been hit and there was 10 damage done to the Bebop!
Spike dropped to the couch and lifted his legs up on top of the glass coffee table. With a smirk he took the cigarette out his mouth, and exhaling slowly laughed out loud.
Well, Faye, looks like I can't go to the store with you.
GENE! GENE! It appears that we've hit another ship.
No shyt Gilliam. Give me a status report, How much damage was done?
At least 25 Gene.
Are you kidding me!
I Really wish I were Gene.
The tall redhead heartthrob made his way over to the middle seat in the control center of the ship. He was quite the sight, which his three scars across his face, a strong broad chin, and a body that would put Arnold to shame. He pressed a silver button on the gray dashboard, and 5 clear screens popped up before him. He touched the first one, and images of the ship he was on, popped up. The damages done to the ship flashed in red as he looked over the poor Outlaw Star. Just as he was about to switch the second screen a young blonde boy came running into the command room, screaming about terribly dents done to the ship, and how it would take thousands of woo longs to fix it. He was dressed in baggy clothes that easily became him. Although not as old as Gene, he sounded to be just as wise, if not wiser. Gene raised his hand as if to shush the boy, but that only seemed to bring in more people. Suzuka Twilight, the beautiful assassin showed up at the door, but she was quickly pushed out of the way by the damned Ctrl-Ctrl, Aisha. Suzuka was dressed in her traditional white kimono, and she had he long black hair tied up and back with Chinese sticks. She was the epitome of beauty and Grace. Aisha on the other hand was nothing but brawn and strength. She looked to be a breed between a human and white cat, and a long white braid connected to her furry white ears. Her body was just as fit if not more than Gene's and she looked to have super human strength. Her mouth was the most obvious feature about her as she opened it wide to join Jim and Suzuka with yelling at Gene over the ship's condition. Gene opened his mouth to scream at the three annoying him when Gilliam, the tiny pink robot, appeared once again in front of him once again.
Gene?
What is it now Gilliam!
Gene, Suzuka, Aisha, Jim and yourself have been accounted for, but I can't seem to find Melfina anywhere.
Isn't she in her tank!
No Gene, she hasn't been inside for quite a few hours now.
No wonder we crashed into another ship!
Now Gene! I resent that comment! I'm quite capable of navigating the Outlaw Star without the assistance of Melfina.
Well obviously NOT Gilliam if we are a floating wreck!
Gene I-
Listen, save it till I come back! I have to go find Melfina!
With that, Gene, jumped up from his station and made his way out of the room. The three were left to help Gilliam get the ship under control, and they took their separate stations throughout the control room.
One level Below, Gene is seen running and opening each door. Debris and sparks were everywhere. Barrels were all over the floor, and a few had opened and deposited everything from vegetable oil, to salt all over the floor. His voice was the only sound besides sirens going off that called. He kept yelling her name, in hopes of finding her, and beginning to clear up this mess.
Well, what do you guys think? I'm actually quite proud of it. Tell me what you think, its really you that matters the most here. So be sure to review! Talk to you guys later!