A/N: I'm so sorry, you guys! It seems that I'm losing my consistency with you all. Unfortunately, I'm still suffering from every writer's dreaded fate -- WRITER'S BLOCK!!! And I'm squeezing every fine thought that I have onto my keyboard and into the chapters of Ill At Ease. But I'll make you guys a solemn promise -- I WILL get through this and start up by giving you guys a chapter EVERY night like I used to...I PROMISE!!! Well, enjoy this chapter. I did my hardest!

Today was Sunday. Grocery shopping day. The day all four of the Bebop crew members hated. This day usually ended with arguments, downright brawls, and even resulted in one not talking to another.

Spike, Faye and Jet followed Camilla, who was the beholder of the shopping cart, around Food Mart like lost puppies.

"Okay," Camilla placed her black rimmed glasses on her face as she pulled the shopping list out of her purse. "We need eggs, milk, collards….artichokes….Brussels sprouts…"

"YUCK!" Spike and Faye responded as Camilla read the shopping list aloud.

Camilla simply gave them a death glare over her glasses and continued to read. "Squash, turnips, beats…"

"Where the hell is the meat?" Spike abruptly interrupted, clearly interested as to how the meat turned up missing from the list.

"I don't eat meat, Spike." Camilla responded, again looking at him over the rim of her glasses.

"Well, this isn't just about you. You live with three other people who do."

Camilla heavily sighed and returned to her list. "Onions…mushrooms…okra…cabbage…."

Faye sucked her teeth as she continued to listen to Camilla's vegetable based shopping list. Camilla looked over at the couple again over her glasses.

"Well, if you don't like it, you can always go get your own cart."

Spike and Faye looked at each other, then quickly walked away from Jet and Camilla without another word.

"Sheesh, they shouldn't be so picky. Besides, vegetables are way healthier than meat."

"Honey, you could have snuck at least a steak on the list."

Camilla shot a look at Jet that quickly shut him up.

"Shit, I didn't think it was this bad living with Camilla." Faye said, as she rolled her and Spike's cart down the meat aisle.

"Didn't I tell you it was like living with Hitler? Hey, you want some steak?"

"Yeah. Get some for Jet, too. He's probably in hell right now."

"Chea." Spike said has he tossed about 10 steaks into the cart. "Camilla's the kind of woman men DON'T look for."

Faye was taken aback. She grabbed his arm, which was currently on the side of the cart. "Why?"

"Well, she's the kind of woman that you have to….I don't know…" Spike scratched his head and looked to the ceiling. ""You have to….work with her. She's tough. She can easily challenge a man….AND WIN."

Faye crossed her arms across her chest. "And what kind of woman am I?"

Spike opened his mouth to talk but found that he couldn't say anything. He'd already said enough. More than enough. He then smiled his handsome smile and wrapped his arms around her small waist. "You're the kind of woman that….every man wants….but only one man can get."

Faye blushed, not being able to fight the smile that was spreading its way across her face. "And is that man...perhaps go by the name of....Spike Spiegel?"

Without another word, Spike and Faye's lips softy touched as they began to kiss in the meat aisle of Food Mart.

CRASH!

Spike and Faye sprang apart as they looked up to see Camilla and Jet standing behind they're cart which had recklessly crashed into theirs.

"In a grocery store?"

"Come on! I'm wearing extra short shorts and a tube top. How more x-rated can I get?"

Camilla didn't respond to Faye due to the fact that she was staring at Spike and Faye's cart which was full of meat.

"Okay, I'm curious to know. Who's paying for that?" She asked, looking at the handsome couple.

"You. Duh! It's your turn to buy groceries." Faye responded.

"Groceries from MY list." Camilla waved her list in the air. "Meat is NOT on my list, therefore, I shouldn't have to buy it."

Jet walked over to where Spike and Faye were standing. "Honey, you really do need SOME meat on the list. You're not just living by yourself. You're living with three other people who aren't vegans."

Camilla watched in shock as her husband switched sides. She threw one of her hands onto her waist while leaning on the cart with her other. "Jet, I am APPALLED."

"No, sweetie, it's not like that. I just think that we should really optimize the list to everyone's liking."

Camilla stared at him, obviously confused.

"I'll pay for it." Spike finally said as he motioned Faye to follow him with the cart.

Camilla watched as Spike and Faye walked away. "Good. They need to pay for their own stuff. Come on, honey."

Jet stayed put, obviously, wrestling with his inner thoughts as to where to go. "Cam, I'm gonna have to go with Spike. He's more in touch with what the majority wants."

And with that, Jet walked away from his wife to follow his best friend, hoping that she would come to her senses and think about people other than herself.

Camilla stood by her vegetable filled cart, watching her husband, again, defy her. She couldn't help but think that maybe she was overreacting. Okay, she WAS overreacting. It was only groceries. Ugh, I guess she HAD to do the right thing.

"Hey, get some canned bread."

Faye and Spike looked at Jet with disgusted looks plastered on their faces. "Canned bread." They both responded in unison.

"Yeah." Jet nodded. "It's actually pretty good."

Spike, who kept a disgusted looked on his face, grabbed the can of bread and tossed it into the cart.

"AHEM."

The trio looked behind them to see a blushing Camilla, looking like an innocent school girl who'd just been scolded at by her principal. The glasses, the burgundy hoodie, the cloth sweatpants, the yellow ribbon that tied her black hair into a long ponytail and her height of 5 foot 1 didn't make her look much older than 15, though she was, in fact, 27.

"I'm sorry…for…making everyone miserable today. I'm just so sorry about being so selfish. I hope you all can forgive me."

"Awww, Camilla." Faye walked over to her friend, giving her a loving bear hug. "Of course we can forgive you. All women act like a bitch some time in their lives."

Camilla looked a bit offended. "Uh…thanks….Faye." Camilla looked at her husband, who was looking at her with a hopeful smile.

"So, are you going to be more open minded now?"

Camilla sighed as she smiled at her husband. "Yes. I promise."

"So, that means you're payin' for all this, right?" Spike added with a worried look on his face.

Camilla rolled her eyes. "Yes, Spike, I'm paying for it."

"Good, because I was gonna ask you to pay for it anyways."

Camilla angrily growled at Spike as she watched him walk away with his hands behind his head. Jet, seeing his wife fuming, lightly placed his hand onto her tiny shoulders as she claimed the cart and began to push it down the aisle.

"Calm down, sweetheart. It's going to be okay." Jet assured.

He laughed in his mind as he thought about their situation. To anyone, it would have been hell, but to him, it was just another day in the life of living on the Bebop.

A/N: PLEEEEEASE R&R!!! I need some encouragement to get me through these tumultuous state I'm in! XD