~*I'm just cranking out the chapters, aren't I? Here is the next installment of my story.*~
"FAYE FAYE!"
The woman screamed in terror; the voice of the lord was that of
a little girl?
"How are you?"
"Ed? What the hell?"
"I hacked into the survailance camera! Now we can visit whenever
we want!"
"That's very comforting, but my nurse is a bitch. She'll
probably die of shock if she heard you talking through the cieling
like that."
Faye could clearly picture little Edward smiling with glee. "So,
how are you?"
Faye pointed to her bandaged foot. "Crippled, but otherwise
very good."
"Hm?" Again, the bed ridden woman could imagine Ed's
foot scratching her confused head.
"The doctor gave me back all my tapes. Hey. Could you and
Jet drop of the beta stuff? It's on the dresser in my room."
Ed glanced backwards. "Well, I dunno. Jet doesn't really
like going places with me anymore."
It was Faye's turn to be confused. "Why not?"
She heard the sounds of some shoving. Jet's voice issued from
the camera. "Because she hijacked our cab last time! She's
crazy!"
Faye was getting quite frusterated. "Please? For me?"
"Absolutely not. Ed'll come for you in YOUR zip craft in
week when you're released."
"SHE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO FLY IT! SHE'LL BLOW IT UP TO SMITHEREENS!"
"You haven't shown our budget much better treatment, ma'am,
so keep your mouth shut."
"Who repairs the fucking ship if it gets hurt?"
"Watch your mouth! There are children in the room!"
Ed did her best to sneak away and let their fight carry out. "I'll
just be making some breakfast now..." she dashed to the kitchen
without another word. The fight continued.
"Jet, don't you ever do anything for other people?"
"You should talk, Miss Universe. You have to be the most
selfish person I've ever met!"
"And you are just an overall asshole! I have a better transportation
plan. How about, I take a cab back to the Bebop, I get my ship,
and go as faraway from you as I can get?"
"DO IT!" He roared back at her.
With a rage she hadn't felt in a long time, she picked up a cartridge
labelled 'Mom and Dad anniversary 25.' She used it to smash in
the security device. The noise carried next door..."
He had been drifting into an uneasy sleep when he was constantly startled by hysterical fighting. A force beyond him led him to his walker that Kimari had provided for physical therapy, and down the hall. He felt very old.
Knock knock knock. "Get the fuck away, bitch."
Just what she needed.
"It's me." Either her little nurse had enormous amounts
of testaterone pumped since their last meeting, or spike had,
(gasp,) come to visit her. "Even better. What do you want?"
"Keep it down. I'm trying to sleep."
If possible, her rage intensified and she opened the door with
enough strength to almost break it. She was greated with a rather
dopey grin.
"I knew you'd open it if I said that."
Her severe expression softened slightly. "Come in."
She sat on her bed and crossed her arms. Spike hobbled after her
and took a seat on a chair. He felt free to exzamine a cassette
next to him labelled "Guys and Dolls." Faye took it
from him. Feeling she owed an explaination, she simply said "Hi
School play."
He looked at the monsterous pile of tapes strewn all about the
table. "I see."
Faye got under her covers. "I'm," she trailed off, unable
to finish. "I'm," he sat patiently, waiting for the
rest. "I'm not going back to the ship, Spike."
"I know." He glanced and saw that she had been blest
with a fruit basket. He took a redish looking apple and bit. "I
heard." He looked towards the bathroom door and saw shattered
glass.
"Would it kill him to be sort of nice to me?"
"You have a point there."
She looked up at the cieling. "I...don't know what to do."
Spike took another chunk out of the forbidden fruit and talked
with his mouth full of it. "You could apoligize to Jet."
"Hah. You and I both know that'll never happen. And this
time I didn't even do anything."
"Then what do you suggest? You know you don't have enough
money for your bill."
"I'm actually supposed to pay yours too."
"Again, do you have some sort of plan?"
She turned onto her back and lay thoughtfully. "I guess Sparks
would pay if I went back to work for him."
This sounded like trouble. "Should I not ask who this Sparks
is?"
Faye smirked to herself. "I like to consider him my agent."
Spike swallowed his food and put down the half eaten apple. "Agent?
Faye, I'm not one to pry, but, agent?"
"He markets my...talent."
Spike decided that he had heard enough. He got up and struggled
to his walker, pain in his legs returning slowly. Faye did her
best to act indifferent. "Just think about it, Adelade."
And with that, he left.
Spike immediately splashed his face with icy cold water, driving all sleep and morphine induced highness away. He hobbled back to his bed and thought about the rising situation. Sure, Faye wasn't very modest in her clothing or gestures, but it never occured to him that...he didn't really want to think about it. The whole thing was becoming way too dramatic for his taste, and he turned on his television. After flipping through the channels a few times, he decided the best thing on was a children's cartoon, and distantly watched it.
"Um, Jet?"
Jet continued glaring at fly on the opposite wall from his spot
on the couch. The dents from Faye's shoes were still present.
"Yes, Edward?" he replied through clenched teeth.
"Ed wants Faye to come back."
"You can discuss that with her."
"But you're the one who sent her away!"
Ein "yipped" his agreement.
"Shut up, dumb dog."
"And Edward doesn't wanna drive Faye's ship! And it's not
Ein's fault Jet has a bug stuck up his butt!"
He sharply turned around. "WATCH YOUR MOUTH LITTLE GIRL!"
She was hurt by Jet's harsh words, but refused to step back. "And
why does Jet always pick on Faye Faye?"
"Edward, stop."
Ed maintained eye contact with Jet, sizing him down. After five
minutes of staring, she said, "Edward and Ein are also upset
about Spike but we aren't being mean."
Having no more words, Jet sat back and looked at the wall a bit
more. Edward went to Faye's room and fetched the antique television
set and beta player. "I'm visiting Faye and Spike person.
You wanna come?"
"You can go without me."
The usually energetic red head rolled her eyes and walked out,
Ein at her heels. Realizing that Ed had no means of getting to
the hospital, Jet ran calling after her. "Hey Ed! Wait a
minute!" He was in time to see Hammerhead pulling out of
the hangar. He turned a shade of brighter shade of crimson that
had ever been witnessed.
"Ed knows how to fly a
ship."
Ein was unsure, mumbling to himself in dog dialect.
"Don't worry! Just watch." A few expert switching of
buttons and the ship flew smoothly, bound for the hospital.