hello people, this is my first fanfiction ever... but be as mean as you want! seriously i want some advice (A.K.A. constructive criticism)
SORRY IF CHARACTERS ARE A BIT OCC
NOT SET IN ANY SPECIFIC TIME, BUT THE CREW ARE ON RED DWARF AND RIMMER HAS A HARD LIGHT BEE... MIGHT INCLUDE REFERENCES TO EPISODES SO WATCH OUT FOR SPOILERS... RATED T FOR ANGST AND POSSIBLE LANGUAGE, RATING MIGHT GO UP IF NEEDED
disclaimer: i dont own nothing... not even my own imagination cuz' TV robbed that from me at a young age :P
the scene-
lister and kryten are in a corridor somewhere
rimmer is in the bunk room
cat is somewhere... probably sleeping
RIMMER- sitting on his bunk staring into space (like a space on the wall, not outer space)
"Kryten, do you know whats wrong with Rim'ah?" asked the liverpudlian curry-eater.
"Wrong, Mr Lister Sir? I was not aware of any change in Mr Rimmer's behaviour" queried the latex mechaniod.
"Of course there has been a change... he just sits there all day. Just staring out into space and 'fondling' with his light-bee".
"well sir, now that you mention it-"
"Eeeeeeeoooooowwwwwwww" shouted the Cat as he barged into the laundry room.
"Would you mind?!" asked lister rather annoyed and disturbed at the interruption in his conversation with kryten.
"Hey bud! I have to pick up my laundry or i will never look good! I have run out of red scarves and I only have orange... and they are as out as goal-post heads hair" exclaimed the Cat more loudly then needed.
"Hey Cat, dont be mean to Rimm'ah, ok? I think theres something wrong with him..."
"You only just got that! He is the most disturbed person onboard. Just look at his fashion sense!"
"CAT!" shouted the last human angrily "Just... never mind" he trailed off knowing that it was pointless.
"OK, got to go and sleep now... It's my third favourite thing you know!"
"Fine, you go and do that. Just keep an eye on Rimmer. Please."
"URGH! You want me to check in on H-head?" asked the cat mournfully, but he soon fell victim to Listers puppy dog gaze (and the prospect of 6 fish meals).
"Hey, Goal-post Head!" the cat shouted as he rounded the door to the bunk room.
He got no response. The Feline then begun to worry slightly as he saw his ship-mates holographic body laid down on his bunk, shimmering in and out of existence, his body shaking violently.
"Bud?"
Still no response. The elegant man walked over to the bunk and stared at the hologram with a maelstrom of emotions going through his head. He decided to tell lister... after he got his promise of 6 fish meals.
'Well,' he reasoned, 'I am a Cat'
He walked out of the bed-room without even a second glance and went on his search for some fish, and a new suit.
SOOO THATS MY FIRST FANFIC! PLEASE R&R IF YOU WANT MORE! ALSO FEEL FREE TO SEND ME A PM =)
SORRY IF THIS STORY IS REALLY BAD, BUT I CANT REALLY JUDGE IT... ONLY YOU CAND DO THAT!