Awaking in twenty seventy one (cowboy bebop reader story)

session four

The bebop, was quite everyone doing their own thing and y/n, was in the hanger servicing fayes, ship with a broken wrist and a boiling over temper. Y/n, was tuning the instrumentation which was the essayist job when you have one hand to work with He, cursed as he fought to get the power fuse back into place. After a few minutes the sound of a click graced y/n's, ears. He started to Climb out of the cockpit but, slipped on something squishy. Y/n, screamed as he hit the floor with a loud thud he climbed back to his feet and looked to were he had sipped but, nothing was there y/n, felt a shiver go throughout his body and made his was to the door deciding to forget what just happened and label it under clumsiness.

Y/n, passed the kitchen to see spike, cooking something with a flamethrower and it went well as expected burnt to a crisp earning a upset look from spike. There goes dinner y/n, thought before continuing to walk to the living area. Once there he saw Faye, on the couch smoking to cope with the mind numbing boredom. Ed, was fast asleep on the floor while ein, rubbed himself up against y/n's, leg. Y/n, gave ein, a quick rub and sent him on his way. Y/n, looked to Faye, and cleared his throat.

Faye: "I'm at the moment broke you'll just have to wait"

Y/n, scoffed at this he hadn't been paid by her since he got here all because of her damn gambling and booze addiction. She reached for a cup of liquor on the coffee table but, y/n, quickly snatched it and chugged it down. Faye, looked ferociously at y/n, and leapt to her feet and slapped him.

Faye: "That was...the last ounce of booze on this hunk of j..junk you idiot!"

Yep shes drunk y/n though, his face stinging with pain. Y/n's, nose picked up a smell all to familiar and said.

Y/n: "you smell like my father and that ounce was today's payment. You're lucky I, didn't take it outta somewhere else"

Faye, gritted her teeth and stormed off leaving Y/n, Alone with ed, who was passed out on the floor. y/n, let out a sigh and grabbed his took kit and started walking down a maintenance corridor to kill some time anyway he could. Y/n, adjusted a pressure valve and noted it had to be replaced very soon and wrote it down in his booklet he used a bit to often. Y/n, shuffled to the left and reached another valve and saw that the glass was shattered and the needle was bent downwards.

Y/n: "What the hell happened here?"

Y/n, pulled out his comm and spoke into it with a worried voice.

Y/n: "Hey spike, I'm in the maintenance corridor and one of the valves is...Fucked"

Spike: "Really...did it blow?"

Y/n: "In my professional opinion fat chance in hell it looks as if it was hit by a crow bar...I, wonder how Ross Scott, doing these days?"

Y/n, finished going off topic completely making spike, tilt his head in confusion at the name Ross Scott.

Spike: "Ooookay I'll, be there in two minutes hang tight"

Y/n: "got it hanging tight"

Spike, bent as he trudged through the corridor he held a motion tracker in his hands and a flame thrower under his arm. Spike, saw y/n, twenty feet ahead and y/n, noticed him and the flamethrower under his arm.

Y/n: "Are you, FUCKIN CARZY YOUR GONNA GET US KILLED THERES DAMN COOLANT IN THESE PIPES YOU'LL BLOW US SKY HIGH!!"

Spike, looked at Y/n, and killed the flamethrowers flame after looking at the pipes and shivering at the thought of blowing the bebop, up while checking on a valve. Y/n, on the other hand was shaking like a leaf as his ears rang thanks to his little freak out.

Spike: "Oops sorry is that it?"

Spike, pointed to the broken valve and Y/n, nodded in response. Spike, looked over the valve and sighed and said.

Spike: "did you seen anything moving in here?"

Y/n, looked confused and shook his head. Spike, looked behind Y/n, sweeping it with the motion tracker and found nothing Y/n, wondered why he had that tracker and weakly asked.

Y/n: "What's with the tracker your acting as if there's a alien aboard"

Spike, took another look at the tracker  before responding.

Spike: "there is something it got Jett, Faye, and that mutt. Go to the living room there a flame thrower and tracker there I, gotta take care of something so the gravity will be off for a minute or two. Set yourself at the bridges air lock controls and close it when a red large object is out got it"

Y/n, nodded and clambered out of the corridor and jogged to the bridge spike, on the other hand made his way to the rear of the Bebop. Y/n, reached the living area without running into trouble but, as soon as he enterd the door way weightlessness came over him and everyone else in the room.

Y/n: "OH SHIT!"

Y/n, felt himself float off the ground and saw Jett, Faye, and Ein, started floating y/n, doubted they even knew what was going on at the moment. He braced himself in the doorway and flung himself to the middle table grabbing both tracker and flamethrower with one pass. Y/n, floated to the stairwell and grabbed both railings and hauled himself up the tiny well. He floated to the airlock controls and saw the open light on the main lock was shining bright red. He checked the lock camera and saw the fridge floating into deep space he flipped a switch and closed the door sealing off the Bebop, from the vacuum of space. Y/n, checked the tracker and saw nothing moving and looked to the fuel gauge and saw it empty as it was last time he checked. 

Y/n: "10 hours till mars...just great let's  hope spike, got rid of that thing he was taking about. Better check if he's still ticking"

End chapter

See ya space cowboy