Hello there! Seems you liked chapter 1... even though nothing much happened. But maybe you got curious about what is going to happen, since the plot is starting now.
Disclaimer: One day, when Yutaka Nanten's been dead for 75 years, I can leave this away, but for now: I do not own Cowboy Bebop and its characters... don't blame me, Yutaka was first!
"This" is in speech, 'this' is in thought and this is some seamless doing in a sentence.
Chapter 2: Ganymede Solo------- The Bebop, Jet's Room -------
Jet stepped into his room, the door shut behind him. He exhaled deeply and looked at his collection of bonsai trees.
'I'll tell Ed to take care of them... she'll manage, in contrast to those other two.'
He pulled an old suitcase out of the wardrobe and began putting his stuff in there – in neat and tidy order; underwear for a week, a tent, a handgun, a bottle of whiskey, cigarettes, a pocket-telescope-fishing-pole... when he grabbed his mobile, he thought for a moment, then put it away again.
'No chance, these scumbags won't spoil my vacation.'
In his imagination he was already there. He saw himself, somewhere deep in the woods of a planet he had yet to choose, sitting at a lake, listening to the song of birds and waiting for some fish to bite. Intense warmth spread inside his body at the thought of what a lovely time he will have.
Whistling a tune that came to his mind he closed the suitcase, grabbed his old hat and made his way to the bridge to say goodbye.
------- The Bebop, Bridge Room -------
"Nee, Spike... is Jet serious about this vacation thing?", Faye asked in a bored voice.
Spike was busy treating his wounds. With a piece of bandage in his mouth he mumbled back:
"I gss sow. Jits nt n'to kddn."
"What did you say?"
The door opened and Jet stepped in, his suitcase in the left hand and smiled happily. Everyone – except Ed, who had fallen asleep – looked at him, expecting something to happen.
"I'm just coming round to say goodbye. I'll take the Hammerhead and spent one week on Ganymede. You are grown-ups, you can take care of yourselves. hesitating Alright, Ed's not grown-up, so you two are responsible for her! I wish you all a nice week and see you then!", Jet lifted his hat and walked away to the shuttle bay.
"He is serious.", Faye remarked.
"Told you so."
Faye was on the edge of a serious outburst.
"How can you stay so calm? Jet's the only one who can repair this goddamn shower here! You two useless, lazy bastards won't be of any help! And what shall we eat? You want me to starve? looking at the ceiling Oh my god, what are we ought to dooo. hesitating ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME ALREADY?"
Ed woke up from the noise: "As Jetto-Jetto said, you are grown-ups, you can take care of me. I'm hungry!"
"You were asleep, you can't know about what Jetto-Je... Jet said! And you just ate!", Faye was about to fade.
Spike had meanwhile finished his bandaging, leaned back in the sofa and lighted a cigarette. He let out a deep sigh and thought: 'I'll need a long vacation very soon...'
A blinking light signalized that Jet had departed. Faye, Spike and Ed looked out of the window and followed the Hammerhead with their eyes until it had vanished in the depths of space.
------- At a lake, somewhere in the woods, Ganymede -------
Jet drove the last tent plug into the earth with a heavy punch from his left arm. It was in times like this, when a metal arm provided useful... he had forgotten to bring a hammer.
Jet stood up and looked at his work: a rather twisted tent stood in front of him – you could barely recognize it as a shelter. He had never built one up before, but still he was satisfied with his work.
'I can sleep in it, that's all I want anyways.'
Slowly he walked towards the lake. It was so peaceful and quiet around. The sun of a warm evening was diving the scenery into a deep red, from time to time the water surface was disturbed by some fish catching a mosquito.
Watching this, Jet's stomach began to grumble, but he was longing for something else than mosquitoes. He walked to the tent where he had placed his supplies for the week. Before he came here, he had been to the city to buy some food from a strangely smiling woman who had left her years of beauty behind her long before she was born.
It was too late for fishing, and Jet, respectively his stomach, wasn't able to bring up the patience that was necessary for it. So he grabbed some raw meat from the bag and began to look for a suitable fireplace. It was soon found and to keep the fire in its place, Jet placed stones around it. Jet wanted to pull his lighter out of his pocket - it wasn't there. Next pocket – nothing. Vest pocket – niente. No lighter – no fire...
Jet again calmed himself down and concentrated. He considered this as an obstacle that he was given to make his stay a little more exciting. He smiled and laughed a little: This wouldn't be able to spoil his vacation.
He searched his stuff for some kind of lens and found the cover glass of a broken watch. Satisfied he went over to the fireplace and held the lens over it... but something was wrong. Jet's expression went angry when he noticed, that an essential part of his plan was malfunctioning: the sun had gone down already.
"Curses..."
This way, Jet had to give up and nourish from raw vegetables and bread instead.
After supper, Jet's good mood came back again. He enjoyed the silence of the woods, no strange galaxy scum getting on his nerves... he let out a sigh of relief, reached for the cigarettes in his suitcase, put one in his mouth and... couldn't light it. The lighter problem was still there.
"It's not healthy anyways..."
Night had come, and Jet really wished he had some sort of light, but lacking this he chose to go to bed early. So he crouched into his piece of modern art (entitled: "tent") and lay down.
Satisfaction spread in his heart again. The peace and quiet of the wood was too calming for any discomfort to rise. Jet closed his eyes and wasted a thought on the Bebop crew.
------- The Bebop -------
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKKKKKK"
Faye was trying to take a shower again, without success...
Spike switched on the television.
"Amiiiiiigooooooooooo"
"Hello and welcome to Big Shot!" [Author's Note: What did you expect? A soap opera?]
"So? What's on the menu today, Judy?"
"Aiin, we have some big fish today."
"There we go, this is Raoul Duke. He's accused for excessive drug abuse, devastation of several hotel rooms and on his head, we find a whopping TWO MILLION WOOLONGS!"
"And that's not all: If you manage to catch his attorney and colleague Dr. Gonzo, the bounty is DOUBLED!"
"What did you say, Judy? That means, if you get them both, you'll be rewarded with FOUR MILLION WOOLONGS!"
"What are you waiting for, cowboys?"
Spike had seen enough, the bounty had caught his attention.
"Ed?", he shouted, "go online and see if you find something about -"
"Already did....", Ed hacked something into her keyboard, "he was last seen on Ganymede, where he ruined the furniture of a first class suite in the Flamingo Hotel..."
Faye entered the room, her hair wet with ice cold water, her expression ice cold with wrath.
"Oi, Faye, this might cheer you up a bit.", Spike said playfully, "There's a bounty around, bringing us two Million if we get him, maybe even four if we get his comrade as well."
The sound of money left no remains of Faye's wrath; she was on the hunt now:
"Let's get going, I feel like a little fun. Drug addicts are easy targets."
------- At a lake, somewhere in the woods, Ganymede -------
Jet had fallen into a deep and relaxing sleep, so deep and so relaxing that he couldn't realize the lights and voices around the tent.
"Whoa, where the fuck did you bring us, you fat pig?", one voice shouted.
A strange giggling was the only answer.
"Am I hallucinating or is there a giant squid leaning against that tree there?"
"The acid really caught you, man.", another voice stated and continued after a pause "Damn, I see it as well..."
Somebody used a lighter, there was a short silence.
"So what do we do now? I bet they placed a bounty on our fucking heads... did you really have to set the suite on fire?"
"You didn't stop me; you were to busy jumping around the room and pretending to be a frog."
"Shut up. I feel a little hungry. Let's see if the fat squid is edible."
-------------------- end of chapter 2 --------------------