Disclaimer: Don't let your cheese get moldy and don't forget that I own nada.

Somewhere…in the Red Dragon Headquarters Vicious lied in a chamber. Several men approached him.

"Vicious…" The first man said. "What a fool you are! How can you honestly believe that you would have been able to control a whole syndicate?"

A second man replied, "Poor Vicious; poor, poor Vicious. Look at what you have gotten yourself into."

No reply.

"No seriously, look at the pile of crap your laying in!"

"Ugh, just kill me already. Make it quick and painless." Vicious demanded.

The first man laughed, "No. You can not decide your own fate. That privilege has been taken away from you. Once we are done spanking—I mean humiliating you then you may get what you desire."

Vicious cocked an eyebrow. "Sounds kinky, when do we start?"

Meanwhile, Jet and Spike sat at a counter of a bar.

Jet lowered his head for fear that Spike might see him cry. "So, you're leaving huh?"

"I have to…I have to find Julia. It's the only way I'll ever be happy and get laid again." Spike answered.

People from the Red Dragon syndicate started firing shots.

"Spike, if I didn't no any better I'd say they were trying to hit us."

"…Did I ever mention I hate you?" Spike Started to fire back. But all of them missed terribly. "I don't got the same aim I used to."

"Tell me about. I tried to go to the bathroom the other day and I got piss all over the floor."

"…That wasn't what I was talking about!" Spike dodged several shots before shooting back again. "Well?"

"Oh here you go." Jet handed him some tequila.

"No! Help me shoot!"

"Okay!" Jet started to fire at the Red Dragon and with one shot killed them all.

"Um, what the fuck!"

"I've been practicing."

Suddenly, a man named Shin entered the ransacked bar. He looked strikingly like Lin, who was his twin brother. "Hey, I'm Shin. I was gonna help you fight them off, but I see you've got everything taken care of."

"Yeah, I totally pistol whipped all of em'." Spike said.

Jet shook his head with amusement.

"What brings you here?" Spike asked.

"Vicious is gonna be executed and Julia might be in trouble as well."

"Who?"

"For goodness sake; the girl that's gonna get your ass killed by the end of the story!" Jet and Shin yelled in unison.

"Oh…well…does she have big knockers?"

"Yes, very nice ones too I might add." Shin replied.

Spike cocked his gun. "What the hell did you just say about my Julia!"

"Well…I…you asked…nothing. I said nothing."

"That's what I thought. Come on Jet, let's get out of here."

"I can't, I think someone shot me in the ass."

"Alright, when we get home we'll rub some Vaseline on it and it'll be all better. Bye, Shin, I owe you one!" Spike and Jet left the bar.

"The coast is clear." Shin took out a picture of Julia and started to lick it. "My dear, sweet Julia."

Spike started to call Faye. The phone ringed. Faye picked up.

"Hello?" Faye answered.

"Hey, ho! Look, I want you to get your body back to da Bebop immediately. Do I make myself clear young lady, or do you need a spanking to confirm this?"

"No. I'm good bedsides I'm still sore a little from yesterday…"

"Alright, whatever just get to da Bebop!"

"What? Why? Don't tell me what to do!"

"I didn't tell you what you think I told you what to do."

"What?"

"What…what?"

"Homo says what?"

"What?"

"Hahahahaha…everyone point and laugh!" Faye hung up the phone. "Who does he think he is? No one tells me what to do, or how many monkeys I'm allowed to have." Faye sighed as she looked up at the cloudy skies. Then looked down again at Fred…the monkey. "Come on, Fred, let's go keeps Jet some company."

Authors Note: The Reak Folk Blues Parody will be continued. I was lazy to finish part 1 so I will do it later. Until then... -virtual hugs-