Well hello everybody. This is my very first fanfic so please review. In case you hadn't worked out, I an obsessed with Red Dwarf and of course, Kryten. I have read over 16 pages of the fanfictions here, and no-one has said that they are a Kryten fan, it was always Lister and Rimmer.
Disclaimer: I do not own Red Dwarf, it belongs to Grant Naylor productions. If I owned it, I would tell you, but I can only dream of Kryten. The only thng that is mine, is the plot, so bear with me.
Camille II
Camille sat in the cockpit, nervous yet excited. She always felt this way when Hector was coming. It was natural of course; they were in love. She would fiddle with biros and rulers and other such things while she waited. It was the only thing she could do to stop herself from laughing out loud. She loved being high on euphoria; she had never felt love so strong. But yet there was a voice in the back of her head. A voice that reminded her of a memory, a memory of love. With someone else. They had been together not even a day and yet, she still thought of him. He was a very fond memory, she had wanted to stay with him, but he had insisted she go with Hector. He said that she would regret it if she didn't, but the only thing she regretted was leaving him in the first place. But still, Hector was her greatest love, just looking at him made her forget about Kryten and she would relax again. That wasn't to say that she wanted to forget him, definitely not. But sometimes, forgetting is the easiest way to lose the pain that was being so far away from him.
She smiled as she remembered all the fond memories she had had with Hector. She loved him more than anything in the world; at least she thought she did. She didn't know what to make of Kryten, she honestly didn't know if she loved him more than Hector. It was so close; making a decision was next to impossible. So she just forgot it and let herself relax in the arms of Hector.
Every time she looked up she saw him, then she blushed and had to look away. She couldn't help herself; he was just so wonderful. He was such a kind, gentle person. He had done so much for her, risked his life many times, he had devoted all his time to find their cure. They shared the dream of becoming human. That was the trouble; pleasure GELF's were infertile. They wanted children so much, just to have another person to share their joy, to give their love to. Someone they could teach all their knowledge to. This was why they wanted to be human, this way they wouldn't have the curse of living so long. They knew in their hearts that they would find a way, no matter the cost. If they ever did, they could be together, forever, as long as they lived. If only they could see their futures then they would know that they would have to pay the ultimate price for becoming a human; it would cost a life.
He rose to his feet and went to make lunch. He loved to cook, they both did. They liked it so much that it was hard to share, so they just took it in turns. This didn't always work, because Hector would sneak in and turn off the pan, or hide the tongs, just to annoy her. But they laughed after it. They never got angry. Over one lunch, she asked why he was so good at cooking. He simply replied, 'I cook with love. Not just with my passion for cooking, but with my passion for you. You make the world a sweeter and brighter place. I could never live in a world without you, because without you, even the sweetest candy tastes sour. You are my lollipop.' She said, 'You're crazy!' He just replied, 'I'm crazy like you, Lollipop', he then leaned over and licked her, where she then screamed and gave him a sharp slap in the face, catching him by surprise and leaving him face first on the floor. They still laughed about it and continued about their lives.
After lunch, they would go into the cockpit and look out into space, ever hopeful that they would find the technology to make them human. There had been one time when Camille had gone into the cockpit, to find all the sirens blazing and making a huge amount of noise. She had looked around and realised that Hector was missing. The ship's computer, Azairah, a more competent computer then Holly, but still a few screws loose. Azairah was a female sprite with long curly gold coloured hair, with bright green eyes. She had a mole on her left cheek and wasn't the brightest spark, but could just about manage. Azairah somehow had managed to put a trace on him. To her shock, he was with an unidentified life form, possibly hostile. So she had gone down, bazookoids and everything, to go get Hector. When she entered the room he was said to be in, she found he had organised a surprise birthday party for her. The unidentified life form was the cake. She now had to keep an eye on Hector; he was always up to mischief.
She was now in the cockpit on her own, Hector was making lunch, even thought it was her turn, but he had chased her out with a very scary looking rotten fish found in the back of the fridge. She saw a small blip on the radar. It turned out to be a ship. Her heartbeat accelerated. 'Louis, check the inventory for…' Azairah cut in, 'I know I know, look for the D.N.A. modifier. You ask me this at every ship we come across. Why you still ask I have no idea but you still do. Even that toaster you destroyed would have the sense to stop asking by now.' Camille snapped, 'Do NOT compare me with that devil of an appliance. His personality is exactly why the manufacturers did not include a warranty of any kind. Anyway, last time I didn't ask you, you did no scan whatsoever, told us there was the technology down there and we were nearly killed by that simulant. If Hector didn't have that triple strength bazookoid with him, your IQ would have to be in the negatives.' Louis sighed, 'It's always about Hector isn't it. Hector this, Hector that, oh he's so brave and handsome and smart and infullable he can only be compared with Christ himself.' 'Infallible' Camille corrected. This set Azairah off, 'Oh and I suppose Hector would have known that. He knows everything doesn't he? Well I'm sick of it. I always get ignored. You spend so much time with him, but if you guys are in trouble, you all come crawling to me. I'm the one who has to fix everything around here. I always have to…' Camille sighed. Azairah always went on like this. She just wouldn't shut up. Camille silently reminded herself to fix the crazy computers temper chip. It must have gotten caught in the mainframe and was accelerated, it was the only way to explain it. Camille waited for her to finish, then said, 'Would you please just to the search, it would save everybody some time' 'Fine fine. Sorry about all that, it's just that sometimes I get so mad' 'No smeg Sherlock' Azairah went on regardless of that last comment, 'You know what happens when you compare me to him. It just makes me feel so, pathetic. I am supposed to have an IQ of 6000 and yet I can't even remember what colours make purple. Oh and the results of the scan have come in, there is the technology down there' When Camille heard that, she nearly fell off her chair, the only thing stopping her from doing so was the tilt control lever on the chair was jammed so it couldn't move backwards. She leaped up out of her chair and raced to the kitchen to tell Hector the great news. They would finally be human!
She ran down, faster then she had ever gone. She turned corners at the last minute, barely missing crashing into walls. She practically tumbled into the kitchen, breathless and looking quite a mess. When Hector saw this, he thought something was wrong and started panicking. As soon as Camille had caught her breath, she walked up to Hector, grabbed his lips together and said, 'would you just shut up Hector. There's no need to panic. I just came to tell you that…' She didn't finish the sentence because the ship had tilted to the left and was hurtling towards the planet at frightening speeds. They both ran up to the cockpit, desperately clinging to anything to stop themselves from being thrown around the ship like towels in the clothes drier. They managed to slowly and painfully make their way into the cockpit without too much major damage. Everywhere they looked alarms were going off, lights were flashing, and surprisingly, Azairah was reciting passages from MacBeth.
Camille shouted, 'What's going on Azairah? Why is this happening?'
Azairah replied, 'Here's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand.'
Camille just rolled her eyes and tried to control the situation. Still Azairah continued, 'this disease is beyond my practice: yet I have known those which have walked in their sleep who have died holily in their beds.' Hector began pushing buttons, trying desperately to regain some element of control, just enough to steer away from the planet. Soon more sirens began blaring, the planet was now frighteningly close, and it took up most of the screen with its eerie red glow. They were barely seconds away from crashing, Hector yanked at the joystick and the ship pulled into a steep movement where they scraped the surface of the planet with the bottom of the ship. The ripping hull caught on some rocks and the ship was sent tumbling head over heels into the dusty surface, carving a long scar on the surface.
She awoke with a start, seeing the wreckage around her. Her head was screaming abuse at her for mistreating it in such a way, yet no matter what, it wouldn't shut the smeg up. She eventually pulled herself up, and saw Hector, lying lifeless, under the rubble. 'No!' she felt herself being torn apart. Tears welled up in her eyes, streaming endlessly down her face. She dropped down to her feet, hugging the lifeless form, vowing never to let go. She was alone.
Well this was the first chapter, I hope you like it. Please please PLEASE review. I will update, I promise. :)