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Yet another drabble inspired from a Spriggs quote. Set afer season one.

"Alright so we agree under the Sacred Accord of the Fraternal Brotherhood of Roommates to split any

found or mislocated power cores between ourselves, including any sandwiches that we may find along the way."

-Willy to Triple M

Sandwiches

Hammer, Volin and Spriggs had been sent back to Earth to explain what had happened. Luckily they were believed. The computer files Willy had managed to hack into were a enough to prove that they had done nothing wrong.

Unfortunately the military had also said that they were to remain stationed at the outpost for the time being. Hammer had been sent back once they managed to fix his appearance, something that annoyed Meme to no end. Spriggs was still on earth, which explained why it was so quiet in the base.

"And this guy really made it through medical school?" Triple M laughed as Meme finished telling another story about her time in med school.

"As if. He flunked out about halfway through, the idiot. I pity anyone who had Frank as a doc--

"Triple M!" Meme was cut off as Willy came running into the room.

"What? Are we under attack? Did the aliens blow something up again?" The aliens were still residing near the base until the military managed to locate their father. Something else to be annoyed about. But Willy was shaking his head quickly.

"Well then what do you want?" Meme rolled her eyes.

Willy glanced over suspiciously at her. "Wait, can we trust her?"

"What?"

"Will you swear not to reveal any information that you may hear to anyone? Even under torture?"

Triple M rolled his eyes. "Willy, what do you want?"

Willy kept staring at Meme until she sighed. "Yeah, sure, whatever."

"Alright then." Willy suddenly whipped something out from behind his back. "Look what I found."

.

Meme and Triple M stared at the plate Willy was holding in front of them. It had on it,...

",..A sandwich..." Triple M raised an eyebrow. "Willy, why are you showing us this? I know what a sandwich is."

"What? No, I mean I found it. So you get half of it."

"Uh, why?"

Willy rolled his eyes. "Duh. The Sacred Accord of the Fraternal Brotherhood of Roommates. Remember?"

"Vaguely..." Triple M nodded slightly.

"What the hell are you two talking about?" Meme tried to but in.

"Have you seen any power cores?" Willy asked quickly.

"No."

"Any other sandwiches you didn't tell me about?"

"No"

"Good. Here's your half roomie." With that he took half of the sandwich on the plate and handed it to Triple M.

"Where did you even find that?" Meme spoke up again.

"Oh the kitchen." Willy responded. "Hey Triple M. I think we need some kind of secret handshake for the brotherhood."

"A secret handshake?"

"Yeah...that would be awesome. Well catch you guys later." With that he walked off, leaving Triple M sitting next to Meme, holding a sandwich half.

..

"What the hell was that about?" Meme glanced over at Triple M. "You guys aren't even roommates."

"It's a long story..." Triple M glanced down at the sandwich half that was currently dripping mustard on his leg.

"We've got time." Meme pointed out as Triple M placed the sandwich half to the side.

"Well I guess. It was when I first came here-"

"Hey guys." Hammer walked into the room. "Have you seen- Hey, that's my sandwich!"


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