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sabinelagrandeTitle: Superstar
Summary: Spike faces his adoring fans.
Fandom: Cowboy Bebop
Word Count: 335
Rating/Warnings: PG
Pairing: Spike/Faye
A/N:This story follows three volume manga (not Shooting Star) continuity, taking place after “She’s A Rainbow.” Basically, for those of you who’ve not read it, the Bebop crew are interviewed for a show about bounty hunters. During the interview, they locate and capture a bounty, and it’s all very dramatic. Another for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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The show was a bigger deal than they’d expected. They’d watched it from the ship, Ed providing sound effects for their big chase scene. Instead of some late night dead air slot, it was on in prime time, complete with interviews of their biggest bounties.
But that had been a week ago, and life had moved on, as it was wont to do. Spike and Jet had brought in another bounty that morning, and they were sitting with Faye at a café on Mars, planning their next move and bitching at each other over the check.
A blushing teenage girl approached the table. A taller girl prodded her along, giggling.
“Mr. Spiegel, sir?” she asked timidly.
“Yeah?” Spike said, eyeing her suspiciously. This elicited a fit of giggles from both girls.
“Could I please have your autograph?” she asked, brandishing a garish pink notebook.
“And yours, Mr. Black?” the other demanded, pushing forward with her own neon notepad.
Jet shook his head and signed, looking rather embarrassed. Spike, on the other hand, signed for both girls with a flourish and a wink, and now turned to Faye with a smug grin. She rolled her eyes at him.
“You’re just mad they didn’t ask for yours too,” he told her.
“No, I’m mad because you’re acting like an idiot,” Faye replied, but her jealousy was clear on her face.
“Don’t worry, Faye,” Spike said flippantly. “Some day you might be a star too.”
They finally sorted the check and headed back from the ship. They were halfway back when a call came from behind them.
“Yoohoo! Spike!” a feminine voice shouted. Spike turned to look.
Faye growled quietly. “If another little girl is trying to get after my-”
“Your?” Jet cut her off, but whatever retort he was going to make was forgotten in his snickering.
Faye turned. A man in full drag waved at Spike, blowing him a kiss.
“Your adoring public is waiting, superstar,” Faye mocked, smirking at him. Spike just glared at her.
Summary: Spike faces his adoring fans.
Fandom: Cowboy Bebop
Word Count: 335
Rating/Warnings: PG
Pairing: Spike/Faye
A/N:This story follows three volume manga (not Shooting Star) continuity, taking place after “She’s A Rainbow.” Basically, for those of you who’ve not read it, the Bebop crew are interviewed for a show about bounty hunters. During the interview, they locate and capture a bounty, and it’s all very dramatic. Another for
30_kisses.The show was a bigger deal than they’d expected. They’d watched it from the ship, Ed providing sound effects for their big chase scene. Instead of some late night dead air slot, it was on in prime time, complete with interviews of their biggest bounties.
But that had been a week ago, and life had moved on, as it was wont to do. Spike and Jet had brought in another bounty that morning, and they were sitting with Faye at a café on Mars, planning their next move and bitching at each other over the check.
A blushing teenage girl approached the table. A taller girl prodded her along, giggling.
“Mr. Spiegel, sir?” she asked timidly.
“Yeah?” Spike said, eyeing her suspiciously. This elicited a fit of giggles from both girls.
“Could I please have your autograph?” she asked, brandishing a garish pink notebook.
“And yours, Mr. Black?” the other demanded, pushing forward with her own neon notepad.
Jet shook his head and signed, looking rather embarrassed. Spike, on the other hand, signed for both girls with a flourish and a wink, and now turned to Faye with a smug grin. She rolled her eyes at him.
“You’re just mad they didn’t ask for yours too,” he told her.
“No, I’m mad because you’re acting like an idiot,” Faye replied, but her jealousy was clear on her face.
“Don’t worry, Faye,” Spike said flippantly. “Some day you might be a star too.”
They finally sorted the check and headed back from the ship. They were halfway back when a call came from behind them.
“Yoohoo! Spike!” a feminine voice shouted. Spike turned to look.
Faye growled quietly. “If another little girl is trying to get after my-”
“Your?” Jet cut her off, but whatever retort he was going to make was forgotten in his snickering.
Faye turned. A man in full drag waved at Spike, blowing him a kiss.
“Your adoring public is waiting, superstar,” Faye mocked, smirking at him. Spike just glared at her.
