Family Bond
Genre: General (may change depending on how the story goes)
Pairings: Maybe Lister/Rimmer in the future
A/N: I'm trying my hand at putting in an original character. (Something I promised myself I'd never do XD!) If you like it, please tell me, and I welcome suggestions and ideas. If you give me and idea and I use it, I'll be sure to credit you for it!
He had honestly been willing to give it a shot. Really! Everyone had said 'Watch this movie! It's the best thing ever!' Well, he watched it. And he fell asleep half-way through.
Typically, Lister enjoyed sappy romance movies mixed with action-y plots, but this? This was every cheesy cliché crammed into two hours of pure, badly written crap.
"They should'a jos' left it with 'Return of the Jedi.' Whot wos George Lucas thinkin'?" He popped the tape out and through it in the trash, wishing he'd never even put the movie in, in the first place.
"'Revenge of the Sith?' Try 'Meek Attacks of the Ugly Smeggers!"
The Cat danced into the room, finishing with a nice turn. "Aowww! Hey, Buddy!" He turned to Lister, a big fangy grin on his face. "The scanners picked up a pod on the scope. Freak Face and Alphabet Head are checking it out. Come on!" The Cat danced back out, Lister following right on his heels.
Lister dashed into the Drive Room, the Cat walking more casually behind him.
"Whot's op guys?!" He looked from Kryten to Rimmer and back again.
"It looks like a modified escape pod, but we can't find the ship it's from. It should be nearby somewhere, but it's no where in sight," Rimmer spoke.
"We're scooping it up and putting it in Observation Room 4, sir," Kryten added once Rimmer finished.
"Well, le's 'ave a goosey," Lister replied. They all turned and headed out and to the Observation Room.
"According to the scanner, this escape pod was modified to be a stasis booth, and there's someone inside," Kryten continued to wave the psi-scanner up and down the pod.
"Does it say 'ho?" Lister ran his had along the metal delicately.
"Oh. They have a chip. It's Space Corps. Or, a branch of it anyway. And...Oh my..." Kryten's eyes widened and he clammed up.
"Whot is it Krytes?" Lister looked up with concern.
"According the psi-scanner, it's a girl. In her mid teens and her name...Is Charlotte Campt Rimmer,"
"Rimmer!?" Everyone including Rimmer and excluding Kryten, burst out.
"Yes, sirs. All though, for all we know, it's just a shared name. There maybe of no relation at all."
"Well god, let's hope so. My family? That's all we need," Rimmer groused, folding his arms in annoyance, nostrils flaring up with disgust.
"So? Whot are we waitin' for? Let's let her out," Lister hit a few buttons and the pod opened. They all stepped back and waited.
Smoke drifted out of it and a foggy silhouette came into veiw. As the smoke cleared, there was indeed, a girl standing there. She had light brown hair, near sandy blonde, tied back into a messy pony tail. Her eyes were bright, shining green, and at the moment, full of confusion. Her face was also clearly showed her uncertainty
She stood up straight and looked to be about 5'9", and surprisingly formidable, though she had a kind, youthful face, making her appear about nineteen in age.
Her eyes shifted from person to person, taking them in. When she finally rested them on Rimmer, they went wide with shock.
"Big Brother?!"
A/N: My apologies for any errors. My beta is very busy right now and unable to check this for me. MS Word can only do so much! My further apologies to anyone who liked Star Wars episodes 1-3. I hated them and thought they were god awful. But that's purely my opinion.