This literally just popped into my head. It's not that great, but I'm happy with it.
Sometime in the 22nd Century
Lister was lounging on his table in the canteen as he ate his dinner with his friends. Beside him, separate from the group, was his loathed room-mate, Arnold J Rimmer.
"Lister, I'm putting you on report laddo." Rimmer snarled.
Lister glared at him. "What for?"
"For laughing too loudly." Rimmer spat.
"That's just stupid!" Lister exclaimed.
"Ho, ho. You'll be in real trouble." Rimmer's face was covered with a smarmy smile.
"You're a real smeghead, you know that?" Lister growled.
Rimmer just smirked.
"You know, I bet I could get your name to be used as a term for mucking up." Lister chuckled.
"No you couldn't. You're lower than pond scum, so there's no way you could influence anyone." Rimmer scoffed.
"I bet you fifty pounds." Lister challenged.
"Fine. You're on. I'll try to do the same with your name." Rimmer argued, rising to the challenge.
Lister smirked and held out his hand. "Deal."
The two men shook their hands.
Over 3 Million Years Later
The Red Dwarf had landed on a remote island in the middle of the Zurag Galaxy. The Cat, Lister, Rimmer and Kryten had disembarked and were wandering through the market.
Kryten had recently created a small device that attached itself to the temporal lobe of the brain and translated any language. But it could only be used for short lengths of time.
So Cat and Lister were determined to enjoy the device as much as they could. Holly had already made it so Rimmer would temporarily understand other languages.
"This is so invigorating!" Kryten sighed. "I no longer have to play your private translator."
"Are you sure this is safe, Krytie?" Lister asked, fingering the machine attached to his head.
"Perfectly safe! Only five of the mice I used died." Kryten declared.
"How many did you use?" Cat frowned.
"Seven." Kryten replied.
"I'm taking this off." Lister cried, reaching up to push the release mechanism.
"I can't believe I rimmered that interview." A nearby alien cried as he shook his head.
Lister paused.
"I'm sure it's not that bad." His friend tried to comfort him.
"I ruined my chances." The Alien sighed.
Lister shook his head, thinking perhaps he had misheard him.
"Did he just say what I thought he said?" Rimmer growled.
"Yeah, he said he rimmered that interview. Hey! That's your name!" Cat cried, smiling.
"It can't be." Lister whispered.
"My date was a total disaster. I Arnold J Rimmered it!" Another Alien spat as he spoke into a communication device.
Lister turned to Rimmer with a huge grin. "Hah! I did it! You owe me fifty pounds, with interest!"
Rimmer scowled. "It's in my locker. Well, I bet I managed to do the same with your name."
"Woohoo!"
The group turned to see an Alien emerge from a large building with a piece of paper in it's hand, or what seemed like a hand. "I did it! I passed my exams. I listered them!"
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