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Angels Like You
“Mr. Spike referred to you both as fairies but that isn’t right.” Meifa told Faye helpfully as she teetered from her toes to her heels and back again on the deck of the ship. “You were guardian angels today. Fairies can’t fight in space like that - and anyway the seven dwarves weren’t bad guys either. Mr. Spike doesn’t really know much about fairytales I think. But you both protected me. Made sure I could see my father one more time even if I didn’t… well. Maybe just the fact that I came assured him of my love. That he wanted me here, that tells me of his. Actions speak louder than words, you know. And your actions were selfless yet put you in danger. So, thank you. For being my guardian angels today.”
Faye gaped at the girl. “Uhhh… you’re welcome?”
She flashed Faye a bright grin. “Please be sure to tell Mr. Spike thank you as well. Your energies together are very strong - you make a good pair!”
“Hey now, we aren’t -”
“Oh! My mama is here! Thanks again, Miss Faye!” Meifa darted off down the flight deck and hopped over to the dock where a tall woman was walking with purpose towards the Bebop.
Shaking her head in confusion, Faye sparked up a cigarette and turned her gaze skyward. The past two days had been interesting if not exactly productive from a financial standpoint. It had been amusing to see Jet so off balance and embarrassed even though he obviously wasn’t courting that kid. Teasing that man was one of the simple joys in her life and one she shared with Spike and Ed for that matter. It was important to never take oneself too seriously, after all, and having friends poke fun at you or make ridiculous insinuations was a good way to keep your ego at a manageable level.
The stomp of Jet’s boots and the quieter step of Spike’s shoes reached her ears as the guys made their way out to stand beside her. Spike reached over to pluck her cigarette out of her lips and she made a face at him for the audacity of that move.
“Her mom didn’t freak out on you?” Jet inquired, looking at the retreating figures of the two women as they left the harbor.
Faye snorted. “Her mom didn’t even step foot on the ship. You were being paranoid for no reason.”
“Humph.” Jet crossed his arms irritably. “She probably remembers me from back when Pao was an informant. No need to see how she feels about his past acquaintances when she obviously wasn’t a fan of the man himself. And we had her kid! What kind of mother wouldn’t assault a man who’d brought her kid off planet?”
“Sheesh, calm down. She’s back on solid ground and with her mom. I don’t even think her mom knows she left the atmosphere. I mean, you found her in a graveyard right? What kind of mother lets her preteen run around cemeteries and disappear for more than a day?”
“Anyway, mission accomplished right?” Spike inserted then. Faye grabbed for her cigarette and he backed away grinning.
“For whatever it was worth, yeah I suppose so.” Jet sighed. “You don’t have to keep smoking out here anymore now that she’s gone.”
Faye stopped chasing Spike for her cigarette and looked back at Jet. “Really? So you’re fine with us smoking around Ed then? She’s just as young as Meifa…”
He shrugged. “Meifa was coughing! Ed has never seemed to care or notice. Who knows what the radiation on Earth does to kids growing up there. She might have some sort of immunity.”
“Yeah right,” Spike muttered. He crushed the remainder of the cigarette under his shoe and then pulled out his own pack and lit two. Faye glared at him until he offered her one with a smirk.
“It’s not so bad smoking outside,” Faye threw out then. “Fresh air, well… I mean… anyway, the view is nice. If we’re planetside I figure I’ll probably just step out. Maybe Ed cares and maybe she doesn’t but now that I’ve had a chance to think about it… it’s not that hard to be considerate of someone else’s lungs.”
Spike tilted his head back to gaze up at the sky. “Yeah, Faye’s right. Smoking outside has benefits for sure. Not saying I’m not gonna smoke inside still - no way I’m planet hopping without a cigarette or two in the transit - but this… this isn’t bad.”
Jet stared at the pair of them and then shook his head and took out his own cigarettes. “All right, all right. If there’s air, we’re out there. That’s a compromise I’m comfortable making.”
“Meifa called us guardian angels, you know.” Faye told them then. “It’s not so hard doing something for someone else, I guess. She’s gone but we can still look out for Ed at least.”
Spike chuckled. “Guardian angels, eh? With angels like us, who needs feng shui to stay on course in life?”
“Fung-shooey?” Faye said then.
“Fang-schway,” Jet pitched in.
“What a bunch of phooey.”
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I don't personally know enough about Feng Shui to have much of an opinion on it one way or another but I do know that folks who do were not especially impressed with the episode Boogie Woogie Feng Shui ...anyway I figure the Bebop crew would likewise be not entirely sold on the matter.