Tanaya Rivers

Disclaimer: You know I don't own Cowboy Bebop, nor "My Boo", nor "Wheels on the Bus". Neither do I endorse Vicodin or vasoline...don't ask...

(Narrator): Previously, viewers met up with Spike, Jet, Faye and Ein...hmm someone seems to be missing.

"Jet, there's no food in the fridge. Well, cept this spoiled milk." Spike complained. "Well, I don't see you pushin' your wait around here. Why don't you start makin' some money to get us some food?" Jet retorted.

"Why don't YOU start checking that computer of your's for some bounty?" Jet did just that. "Seems we have got ourselves a bounty. She's bout' 5'2'' and her hair is redder than my ass."

"Too much info given. Anyway, who is this chick?"

"Goes by the name of...oh well the name is too freakin' long. Let's just call here Ed."

"Great, I was part of a freakin' mafia a couple of years ago now I'm going after a demented kid."

"Hey, that's not very cool...being in mafia...that's not cool." Jet disagreed.

"Whatever, Jet, I'm leavin'."

Spike Spiegel arrived on Earth (or half of it anyway) very distraught at what he might find in this miserable world. The whole plant seemed to be engulfed in sorrow and unanswered prays. And for the worse part, Spike seemed to be the only one. Alone.

"Hello? Is anybody out there...anybody out there?" ... "Haha, I can here my echo...echo. Jet rubs his ass with vasoline...vasoline. Haha!"

"Um, Excuse me Mister?" Someone was behind him now. Someone pulling on his pants. So Spike turned around only to find that there's no one there.

"Am I hearing things?" "Nope, it was me!" A cheerful voice answered. "Huh?" Spike replied.

"Take a looky down!"

"Hey, it's you! Edward...blah blah blah." "Yeah my name is EDWARD!"

"Sheesh, do you have to scream like that? What are you on Vicodin or something?"

"Vico-din...noooo...no Vico-din. Not today!"

"Uh, come on kid let's go."

"Ohhhh, where are we going? Are we going on a field trip?"

"Yeah...sure...a field trip."

"To see horsies, giraffies and dolphies?"

"Huh, look I'm serious...stop sniffing whiteout!"

"Ed no sniff whiteout. Ed sniff glue!"

"Well, that explains alot. Now, let's go."

Ed singing...poorly:

Ohhhh,the wheels on the bus go round-n-round

Round-n-round...round-n-round

The wheels on the bus go round-n-round

Round-n-round...round-n-round

La de dum dum de dum dum

Dum Dum Dum

La la la

"Ed, I'm going to try to say this in the most polite way I possibly can. Shut the fuck up!"

"Why fro-man don't like Ed's singing?"

"First of all, we're not on a frickin' bus. Second of all, my name is Spike and not fro-man. Lastly, you sing off key!" "And Spike-person sing on key?" Ed asked.

"Yes, I do actually..."

"Ohhhh, Ed want to hear Spike-person sing!"

Spike sings...like another Micheal Jackson wannabe (Cough Justin Timberlake Cough):

There's always that one person that will always have your heart.

Cha Monnnn!

You don't see it at first cause you're blinded from the start.

Ohhhhh!

Know that you're the one for me.

Clear for everyone to see.

My baby...my booooooo...

"There, you happy now? Ed...are you there?" Ed sits in the ship's chair...tramatized and possibly having a seizure. "Oh you big drama queen. It wasn't that bad." ... "Ed, are you breathin' ?" "...Oh shit!"

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews you guys! Puts cheesy smile on face. Anyway, any fangirls out there: DO NOT TAKE OFFENSE TO THE JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE BLOW! Thanks and god bless! T.R.