See You Space Cowboy... // Spike X Reader (Cowboy Bebop) (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 1: Asteroid Blues

'So I'm still with Spike and Jet. Jet is exactly like a dad to me, and Spike is...well, Spike. He's still that same dare I say lovable jackass? Nope, still a jackass. And before you ask, no I don't like him. I merely tolerate him. But in the two years I've been with what these two call the Bebop Crew, I'm surprised Jet hasn't thrown Spike out of our "home"...' 

I looked out towards where Spike usually is, practicing his fighting like he's Bruce Lee. But he is a damn good fighter, now I know why Jet hasn't thrown him out into space yet. Key word: Yet.

The TV turned on, diverting my attention to it. My eyes looked at the screen, it was that one show Big Shot For The Bounty Hunters. As the name says, it gives the bounty on some of space's most wanted fugitives.

"Hey Jet, you might wanna check this out." He looked at me and I tilted my head towards the TV screen.

"Ok Bounty Hunters, on today's Big Shot we have Asimov Solensan, notorious for murdering and theft of the drug Bloody Eye!" The man stated.

"But that's not all, he was last seen in Tijuana with a woman! The bounty on him is 2.5 million!" Woah, 2.5 million? I looked over at Spike, who was still practicing being Bruce Lee. I muttered to Jet:

 "2.5 million?! You know how well off we would be?!" Jet chuckled a bit and placed a hand on my shoulder, looking directly in my (E/C) eyes.

"Kid, you obviously don't know how much it costs to run this thing. And did you forget we live with Spike?" I giggled and shook my head, obviously forgetting that because of Spike we had to pay to get his and Jet's cruisers fixed.

"And we still need to get you a ship." Once more, I shook my head.

"I'm fine J, I've been fine riding with Spiegel for the last two years. The worst thing that happened is him crashing the ship into an asteroid, and hey that's not bad considering it's Spike that's driving."

Jet nodded and went over to Spike, who was again, still being Bruce Lee. I picked up my journal and started writing in it again. Shortly there after they both came back with bowls of what Jet likes to call "Bell peppers and 'beef'". We all know damn well that there isn't any beef, better than nothing though am I right?

"Asimov Solensan," Jet showed us the data for Asimov, including the bounty. "he's our next target." I read over the data a few times, taking a few bites from my food. Spike just stared blankly at his food.

"Uh, listen Jet-"

"This guy's a major player in the syndicate, operates all around the asteroid." Spike still looked at his food. I could tell he didn't care less about the target, just the food. And Spike being Spike, he had something to say:

"You said 'Bell peppers and beef'." I groaned loudly and stared off into space. I know where this is going...

"His name's Asimov Solensan, are you listening to me?!"

I groaned even louder and longer, causing Jet to glare at me. I immediately stopped and looked over at Spike, who was picking at his food with his chopsticks like a kid who doesn't want to eat their broccoli.

"There's no beef in here," He pointed out.

"So?" I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"So you wouldn't really call it 'Bell peppers and beef', now would you?" Both Spike and Jet started to look pissed off.

"Would you rather eat nothing Spiegel?"

"I'd rather you call me Spike!"

"Enough!" Jet yelled, causing me and Spike to look at him. Then he finished Spike's question. "And yes, I would."