Life on the Bebop was never a quite one, mostly due to Faye and Spike's constant bickering and Jet always getting on the two, but non the less those few times when it was calm were nice.

You had joined the Bebop not to long ago, you had made yourself comfortable with the ragtag team of people on the ship. The mix of different personalities that would clash against each other and hunting for bounty heads when ever one was announced on Big Shot.

This was one of those times where it was calm, Faye was out doing God knows what and Jet was tending to his bonsai tree. You watched on as Spike was training idly petting Ein as he laid his head in your lap as Ed was doing whatever on her computer.

Spike sighs as he steps away from the punching back paying his pants pockets. "Have you ever told it's rude to stare?" He says as he goes to sit next to you as he pulls a cigarette out of his pack as well as his lighter. "Want one?" He offers.