A/N: Thanks for the reviews so far. I promise everything (well mostly) will
make sense at the end, and if it doesn't then you can criticize me of that
all u want! Any and all reviews are appreciated. I would appreciate some
constructive criticism if anyone has any!
Chapter 2
Once again, the small ship was silent. Dave would never be up at this hour, and Arnold, the one who prided himself on being an early riser, was too hung over to get up. Olivia hadn't had anything to drink the previous night, and no one really seemed to notice. The Cat was no where to be seen. While Olivia ate breakfast, she listened while Kryten tried to explain about the evolution of the Cat. Evolution was a topic that particularly fascinated her, so it was very interesting to hear about it.
"… So Since Mister Lister was Frankenstein's owner at the time, and he freed her, the cat race sees him as their god, and has a bible. They call him Cloister the stupid." He explained.
"Cloister the Stupid? He really doesn't mind being called that?" Asked Olivia.
"Well, this Cat doesn't call him that. In fact this Cat is completely vane and self centered." Kryten explained.
Olivia nodded. She could kind of tell. He had acted so strangely the night before when she had first met him. Olivia still felt out of place here, but it was better now. It seemed too strange that she could just end up here. She thought about the dream she had the night before. Where was that Café? This was going to take some serious getting used to. Olivia finished her breakfast. "Thank you for the breakfast, It was great." She said.
Kryten smiled. "Finally, someone appreciates me."
Olivia smiled again and walked out of the room. She walked over to Arnold and Dave's quarters expecting them to be asleep. The door of their quarters was closed. She was about to walk away, when she heard voices. They were coming from inside their quarters, of course.
"She's really attractive, isn't she, man?" That was Dave. Olivia was slightly annoyed, and slightly flattered. She put her ear up against the door so she could hear better.
"Of course she is." Arnold sounded annoyed. Like he was admitting it was true, but was upset about it. Olivia listened in closer, hoping not to be caught. She was glad they thought she was attractive, but that was not the only thing that mattered to her. She had to admit sometimes she could be a little shallow, but who wasn't? That probably wouldn't even prove to be a problem here. Sometimes she could be a very deep person, too.
"What's wrong, man?" Hmm, Dave sounded like he cared about Arnold. A little bit maybe. "You afraid I'll get to her before you do? Why would she even want to go near you?" Never mind that. Olivia let out a silent sigh. She could imagine Arnold becoming a shade of purple right at the moment. There was no answer for quite some time, and Olivia became very curious to what was happening. After about a minute of silence Olivia gave up and walked back to her quarters. There would be time to eavesdrop later. As far as she knew she was still a virgin. She didn't really want to die a virgin. They did seem to want her here, maybe she could achieve it here, but with who? Olivia rested her head on a pillow and stared at the ceiling. She didn't believe in meaningless sex. She would just have to take it day by day. Obviously the Cat hadn't been kidding about asking her for sex. Maybe he just didn't know how to ask someone. When would he have learned? He didn't grow up with television like Olivia. He grew up all by himself.
Just at that moment, almost on cue, the cat did a twirl and slid in the room. "Hey there, baby!" he said, smiling to show his sharp fangs.
"Hi, Cat." She said casually, showing a friendly smile.
"You're lookin' nice!" He said. Olivia looked at her clothes. She hadn't changed out of the ones she was wearing the night before.
"Um, Thanks. You too." He on the other hand was now wearing a black and white leopard print jacket that went down to his knees. Olivia liked that look a lot.
"I already know that!" He said, smirking. He obviously didn't know how to take a compliment.
Olivia looked at the clock. It was 9 o'clock now.
Dave knocked at her door, even though it was open, then walked in uninvited. Olivia didn't mind. "Hey" He said.
She showed him another friendly smile. "Hi"
The Cat looked at the clock. "Well, I'm late for my nine o' clock nap. I'll catch you later." And with that he walked out of the room shaking his bottom. Olivia fought back a laugh.
"Good Morning, Miss Angeledis ma'am" There was Arnold, standing semi- proudly behind him. He was probably hoping she had forgotten the embarrassing things he had told her last night while he was drunk. Unfortunately for him, she hadn't, but wasn't planning on holding them against him.
"Good morning, Arnold. By the way, you can just call me Olivia." She said, softly, She didn't know what was with her. The more people listening to what she said, the quieter she became. She couldn't help being shy. One thing she could remember about herself was that she could go a long time being silent. She would be talking to more then a few people and she would say nothing. She would stand there wondering if she was really in the conversation or not.
Kryten appeared behind the 2 of them. "I have some news that may amuse you. I seem to have located a S3 planetoid on the scans." Kryten exclaimed.
Arnold raised an eyebrow. "Really, I don't suppose its been claimed?"
"No sir, it has not been claimed." Kryten explained. It seemed obvious since they were 3 million light years into deep space.
"Then we must claim it. For the Space Corps, of course." He had his head held up high. Olivia could tell he was trying to impress her. She held back another laugh and kept a straight face this time. She really didn't like all the attention. She was used to being ignored.
Lister sighed and rested his head in his palm for a moment. "Rimmer, smeg. I don't think she wants to sit through all twenty-three anthems of the space corps. Now she couldn't keep beck her laughter. Their life was almost like a TV show (ironically). "See, Man?"
"I believe she can speak for herself, Lister. Olivia?" He looked at her hopeful. It didn't sound very interesting to her, but she just got here, she couldn't turn him down.
"Um, sure." She replied. She didn't make eye contact.
"Why would you want to do that?" Asked Dave.
"Hey, Smeg for brains, you heard her." Said Arnold. He smirked at Dave, then looked over at Olivia and gave her a cheerful smile.
"It'll take us awhile to get there, but I'll be sure to notify you when we arrive, sir." Said Kryten, turning around and walking out of the room.
"This sure is strange." She said.
"What is?" Dave asked her.
"Everything! Its just so different, you know?" She said.
Dave shrugged. "I guess so" he was obviously used to it. He grew up in the generation that invented all this high tech stuff. It was hard to Imagine she was in space. Space travel was something for astronauts, but obviously the human race had done quite a bit since she was younger. They even took over quite a few different planets and moons after her generation. It was pretty amazing that she got to experience it all.
"Hey, is it possible for me to have access to thing like, Oh I don't know… old newspapers and stuff like that? To see the things I missed and all." Olivia asked. It would really be fascinating to see them.
"Not here on Starbug, but on Red Dwarf there are some in the libraries." Arnold replied. "But could I interest you in taking a look ay my collection of twentieth century telegraph poles?" Once again he looked hopeful.
She smiled. "I'm from the twentieth century. I don't exactly think that would be too interesting to me, sorry."
"Well then, you must be an expert!"
Olivia paused "No, not really." Her voiced lowered a few notches. Dave playfully hit Arnold and laughed at him. "Sorry" She added on. She really didn't want to be rude. If it weren't for them she would be floating in a stasis pod somewhere.
Arnold looked down. He was just so adorable! Olivia had to admit it to herself. Maybe she would be able to pull him out of this shyness. He seemed like an interesting person. So did Dave, but she could also tell he was kind of a slob. They both had their interesting points, though.
~
"Mister Rimmer sir! Miss Angeledis ma'am!" Shouted Kryten.
"Its Olivia!" She shouted back. She didn't mean to be rude.
"We are about to land on the planetoid." Exclaimed the mechanoid.
"Brilliant! I'll go fetch the space corps flag." Said Arnold. Olivia followed him. Arnold searched through storage until he found one. "here it is." He said. He didn't completely realize Olivia had followed him. He realized once he looked up and saw her in the doorway. He froze. There she was.
"Alright, we've landed. The atmosphere is breathable." Kryten informed them.
"Great!" Said Olivia cheerfully. She was beginning to get into this thing. Maybe this would be fun, claiming a planet. Too bad they couldn't claim it for themselves instead of the space corps.
She, Arnold and Kryten stepped onto the planetoid. It looked so empty, like a huge desert of nothingness. The gravity seemed to be exactly like the gravity on the ship, and on earth. She had almost expected to be able to jump like you see astronauts on the moon, but was not able to. Strange.
"Olivia, would you like the honors of placing the space corps flag in?" Arnold asked her. He reached out for her to take it.
"Sure" She replied. She took the flag and stuck it in the dry soil. She didn't make it seem like a big thing when she did it, she just stuck it in.
"Yes, well then…" Arnold began to sing the first anthem, while Kryten accompanied him with background music. It got boring very fast. She just stood there listening to song after song. She felt her eyelids getting heavy. She yawned softly to herself. Arnold was on his fifteenth song. Finally he was almost done. Olivia had lost count and just barley kept awake.
There was a rumble. That sure woke her up. The shaking grew faster and bigger. Arnold stopped singing. They were both silent.
"Terror form!" Exclaimed Kryten
Olivia could literally see the land eroding, new land being formed. She was too shocked to make a sound. She could hear screaming from Arnold. Screams of agony, yet she didn't move. She couldn't! She was completely frozen. Olivia was thrown to the ground while the entire planet began to erupt. She finally was able to scream. She screamed a loud ear-piercing scream of terror. She had never seen anything like it. She began to feel pain, but her brain wasn't functioning well enough for her to figure out what it was from.
~
Olivia rubbed her eyes. Her entire body was in pain. She lightly touched her face feeling many bruises. Her entire body was covered in debris of all sorts. Luckily nothing was broken. She was able to get up. She was still in shock. "Arnold? Anyone?" No one answered. Now she was scared. She began to look around. The planetoid was no longer empty, it was no longer a desert of nothingness. Now it was dark, and full of swamps. The kind of setting for a horror movie. Nothing familiar was around her. She began to walk around. She felt something wet and slimly at her feet. She had just stepped into a swamp. She tried to ignore it and keep walking, trying to avoid it, but it was all around her. Where was she? Where did everyone go? She could hear animal sounds around her, but not normal ones. It sounded like the toads were saying… "useless" That was incredibly strange!
There were thick clouds of fog all around her. She heard evil laughter from a nearby bush. She kept on walking, looking for anything or anyone she could find, but found nothing of use to her. "Where the smegging hell am I?" She shouted. She had heard the others use the word 'smeg' and she kind of liked it. Her heart began to beat faster and she began to sweat as she heard more evil laughter. It was obvious she wasn't alone. She knew Arnold or Kryten couldn't make that low pitched sound no matter how hard they tried. She began to see the yellow glow of the figures eyes, and she hit. Had it spotted her? She could hear movement, more of them. She closed her eyes wishing all this would just go away, and she could be back in her little quarters on Starbug with the noisy pipes. The sound grew bigger until something was grabbing her. Her hands were being tied up to some sort of wooden figure. She tried to put up a fight, but her attempts had been useless. They began to take her away. Tears dripped from Olivia's eyes that she wasn't even controlling. She kept trying to shout "Let me go!" But their black cloaked hands were over her mouth, nearly choking her. Then she realized they were trying to poison her…
~
"Oh smeg" Olivia noticed she was now indoors, which was a step up from those nasty swamps outside. Her cloths were gone, too. She was now in a ratted white robe. Her hands were tied to a pole that was above her, so she had been resting with her arms up. Slowly Olivia got up. The room was empty. There really wasn't mush she could do from this point, so he had to at least try to be brave. Her face was red and puffy. Maybe she had cried more, who knows.
More black figures came in from a side gate. They both grabbed her arms, and released the cuffs. Olivia was completely silent. She could hear her own loud, fast heartbeat. Forcefully, they dragged her into another room. Here they tied her arms up above her head. The black figures soon left the room.
"Olivia?"
She was almost so startled that she screamed. She looked around in all directions, and saw Arnold tied up at the other side of the room that she wasn't facing. She had to turn her neck in an uncomfortable position to see him. She positioned her body so she was facing him, but her arms were sore from the tug of the ropes. "Oh My god! What are you doing here?" she asked him. He was also wearing the white robe she was wearing.
"They… captured me." His face was pale. He sounded nervous, but who wouldn't be?
"Who were those guys?" She asked him.
"I was going to ask you the same question."
Two woman with almost no cleavage at all walked into the room. Their hair was curly and blonde, and they were dressed like warriors. They walked like they were models while they carried a bucket. The only thought in Olivia's mind was 'this is getting way too weird!'. One of them stopped in front of her, and pinned her back down to the wall with force. She was quite strong for her petite figure. Another did the same with Arnold.
The woman ripped the white robe off of Olivia. Arnold was staring at her while it happened, but unfortunately for him, she wasn't naked. She was still covered in thin white cloth around her breasts and lower body. Olivia stared at Arnold. Instead of being afraid, all she did was stare. Her weak spot was the chest. His was… well, amazing! Muscular, yet not too muscular. And kind of small. What was she doing in this grave time of danger looking at Arnold's chest? She couldn't help herself.
The woman began to cover her with the contents of the bucket. Oil. Strange, almost like getting a massage, but less comfortable. Olivia began to uncontrollably shiver. Her knees were feeling weak. Arnold looked at her, he looked worried. In the very back of his mind he knew this was somehow his fault.
Olivia tried to stay calm. Worrying couldn't exactly be helping. Maybe it was helping her body create an ulcer in her stomach, but it wasn't helping her dilemma. She could hear Arnold talking to the women. She couldn't really hear him, or maybe she just wasn't paying attention. Something about… using sexual ecstasy… Strange. He was obviously pretty scared. Olivia began to listen to them. Maybe the woman would give her some sort of clue what they were doing here and why.
"an oiled body is so much better to conduct the electricity" Eek! That didn't sound good.
"Not the best news, but it could have been worse." Said Arnold. Olivia thought that was a little strange at a time like this, but thinking about him made her calm down a little bit. She wondered why. Why wasn't she about to have a nervous breakdown? Did it have something to do with him?
The women soon finished and left. Olivia looked over at Arnold. He was very pale. Her mind seemed to care more about him then herself. "You ok?" She found herself asking.
"Well no, not exactly." He said in a slightly bitter and annoyed way. There was a way he said it where he mad his voice high pitched that she liked. Olivia just liked everything about his cool voice.
Without noticing or being able to control it she began to shiver harder and tears dripped down her cheeks. She had never been this close to death before. It was very scary for her. What was going on in his mind? Was he experiencing the emotional panic she was experiencing at that moment? She looked into his eyes. Was she going to die today? "Do you think the others will rescue us?" She whispered. She tried to hold back an embarrassing loud sob.
Arnold was silent.
Olivia noticed the look of sorrow on his face. "What's the matter?"
He looked up at her. "What do you think?" He said slowly. He sighed. "I'm about to die, for smegs sake. And you.. this is my fault." He looked down again.
Olivia felt sorry for him, a little. "No, Its not you're fault." She said as sympathetically as the moment would allow.
"Of course it is! Its always my fault. Its luck. I have no luck at all. Nothing ever goes right for me. I minus well die like this." He was obviously feeling very sorry for himself, now too.
The poor thing. She couldn't let him die like this. She had to make him feel better, she probably wouldn't live much longer anyway. She had to try. "I'm sure that's not true."
He looked up at her, not able to answer that.
"I mean, you are a good person, you know?" so far she wasn't doing very well with this. What was he thinking right now? He raised an eyebrow. "You have been really nice and welcoming to me since I got here, and I really appreciate that." He was still silent.
There came a loud, startling growl from underneath them. She was going to have to make this quick. She closed her eyes. She was about to think of something else to say to cheer him up when she felt arms around her. Who was grabbing her? She let out a gasp and opened her eyes. It was Arnold! How had he gotten away? How had she suddenly become untied? Arnold began to run, still carrying her. "What the hell happened?" She shouted. The growling grew louder and more violent as they ran. They saw an air vent. Arnold Lifted Olivia into it, and she grabbed his arms and pulled him up. When they were both inside they closed it up and began to crawl. This was way too easy! They both crawled until they were a safe distance away.
Olivia began to pant. She sat with her arms around her knees all curled up in the corner. "How did you get away?" She said, in between breathes.
"I don't know. One second I was tied up, the next I was free." He explained.
"weird." She wiped her face with her hands. She wasn't crying anymore, but she felt grungy. She felt stupid for being so scared back there. From now on she would just have to take life day by day. What was the point in fear when she was a space adventurer? She couldn't allow it to control her. "Well thanks for saving me."
"um, no problem." He was a little unsure of himself.
They sat in silence for another minute. Olivia spent this time staring at Arnold. He didn't really notice, because he was looking down. Was it possible she was starting to like him… in that way? Nah… she was probably mistaken. It was way too early to tell! That figured that she would go over to this way of thinking. She wanted to hit herself. Whenever she admitted to liking someone (even when she really didn't) things were never the same. She would turn into a total idiot. Take it back, Take it back!!! She begged herself.
Olivia wondered if she had actually ever even had a boyfriend in the past. She couldn't remember having one. She suddenly felt completely helpless and pathetic. "Now, Where the hell is the exit to this Damn vent?" Real mature. Olivia often drove herself completely mad. It was almost like she was schizophrenic, but she knew she was talking to herself in her mind. Her mind would talk to her like it was her mentor telling her what to do, and without it she was a total and complete idiot. Hell, even with it she was sometimes. It really sucked not remembering.
"How should I know?!" he said.
Great, now he probably thought she was a total Bitch.
"Guys, over here!" thank god! It was Dave. Olivia noticed she was still in the white cloth, but Arnold somehow was dressed normally.
"Dave!"
"Smeg, we've been looking all over for you guys! Lets get out of here, this place is unstable!"
She followed him out of the vents. What a day. What a smegging day.
~
"I believe we are on a psi-moon. And in fact the monster is not out there, but in here with us." Kryten whispered.
"So you mean to tell me thing…" Dave made a pointing gesture with his hands "…lives inside his mind?"
"Metaphorically, yes." Nodded Kryten.
"Well that would explain a lot." Said Olivia
"in order to save our selves, we must boost his confidence and destroy the monster, or at least be able to get out of this hell hole." Explained Kryten.
"How the hell are we gonna' do that?" asked The Cat, scrunching his face up like he had just seen a nasty bug, or a wrinkle in his perfect suit.
"We've got to tell him we love 'im." Said Dave.
"precisely. Our lives depend on it." Kryten agreed.
"ready?" asked Dave.
"I'll never be ready."
Olivia stood at the door, watching the others say how much they loved Arnold and all that stuff. She was not able to join in. She watched from a far as the 4 joined in a group hug. It was obvious this wasn't her scene, They probably didn't even want her here. None of them were stopping and wondering 'hey, where's Olivia?'
Oh well, what exactly could she expect? She had just met these guys yesterday, but from the beginning she had felt like she belonged, that is, after the shock of actually being here wore off. Maybe she was mistaken.
A/N: Hmmm, I just took Lauren Greenleaf's Mary Sue test. Olivia got a 21. Is that bad? Do you guys not like these kind of stories??? Well, all reviews are appreciated!
Chapter 2
Once again, the small ship was silent. Dave would never be up at this hour, and Arnold, the one who prided himself on being an early riser, was too hung over to get up. Olivia hadn't had anything to drink the previous night, and no one really seemed to notice. The Cat was no where to be seen. While Olivia ate breakfast, she listened while Kryten tried to explain about the evolution of the Cat. Evolution was a topic that particularly fascinated her, so it was very interesting to hear about it.
"… So Since Mister Lister was Frankenstein's owner at the time, and he freed her, the cat race sees him as their god, and has a bible. They call him Cloister the stupid." He explained.
"Cloister the Stupid? He really doesn't mind being called that?" Asked Olivia.
"Well, this Cat doesn't call him that. In fact this Cat is completely vane and self centered." Kryten explained.
Olivia nodded. She could kind of tell. He had acted so strangely the night before when she had first met him. Olivia still felt out of place here, but it was better now. It seemed too strange that she could just end up here. She thought about the dream she had the night before. Where was that Café? This was going to take some serious getting used to. Olivia finished her breakfast. "Thank you for the breakfast, It was great." She said.
Kryten smiled. "Finally, someone appreciates me."
Olivia smiled again and walked out of the room. She walked over to Arnold and Dave's quarters expecting them to be asleep. The door of their quarters was closed. She was about to walk away, when she heard voices. They were coming from inside their quarters, of course.
"She's really attractive, isn't she, man?" That was Dave. Olivia was slightly annoyed, and slightly flattered. She put her ear up against the door so she could hear better.
"Of course she is." Arnold sounded annoyed. Like he was admitting it was true, but was upset about it. Olivia listened in closer, hoping not to be caught. She was glad they thought she was attractive, but that was not the only thing that mattered to her. She had to admit sometimes she could be a little shallow, but who wasn't? That probably wouldn't even prove to be a problem here. Sometimes she could be a very deep person, too.
"What's wrong, man?" Hmm, Dave sounded like he cared about Arnold. A little bit maybe. "You afraid I'll get to her before you do? Why would she even want to go near you?" Never mind that. Olivia let out a silent sigh. She could imagine Arnold becoming a shade of purple right at the moment. There was no answer for quite some time, and Olivia became very curious to what was happening. After about a minute of silence Olivia gave up and walked back to her quarters. There would be time to eavesdrop later. As far as she knew she was still a virgin. She didn't really want to die a virgin. They did seem to want her here, maybe she could achieve it here, but with who? Olivia rested her head on a pillow and stared at the ceiling. She didn't believe in meaningless sex. She would just have to take it day by day. Obviously the Cat hadn't been kidding about asking her for sex. Maybe he just didn't know how to ask someone. When would he have learned? He didn't grow up with television like Olivia. He grew up all by himself.
Just at that moment, almost on cue, the cat did a twirl and slid in the room. "Hey there, baby!" he said, smiling to show his sharp fangs.
"Hi, Cat." She said casually, showing a friendly smile.
"You're lookin' nice!" He said. Olivia looked at her clothes. She hadn't changed out of the ones she was wearing the night before.
"Um, Thanks. You too." He on the other hand was now wearing a black and white leopard print jacket that went down to his knees. Olivia liked that look a lot.
"I already know that!" He said, smirking. He obviously didn't know how to take a compliment.
Olivia looked at the clock. It was 9 o'clock now.
Dave knocked at her door, even though it was open, then walked in uninvited. Olivia didn't mind. "Hey" He said.
She showed him another friendly smile. "Hi"
The Cat looked at the clock. "Well, I'm late for my nine o' clock nap. I'll catch you later." And with that he walked out of the room shaking his bottom. Olivia fought back a laugh.
"Good Morning, Miss Angeledis ma'am" There was Arnold, standing semi- proudly behind him. He was probably hoping she had forgotten the embarrassing things he had told her last night while he was drunk. Unfortunately for him, she hadn't, but wasn't planning on holding them against him.
"Good morning, Arnold. By the way, you can just call me Olivia." She said, softly, She didn't know what was with her. The more people listening to what she said, the quieter she became. She couldn't help being shy. One thing she could remember about herself was that she could go a long time being silent. She would be talking to more then a few people and she would say nothing. She would stand there wondering if she was really in the conversation or not.
Kryten appeared behind the 2 of them. "I have some news that may amuse you. I seem to have located a S3 planetoid on the scans." Kryten exclaimed.
Arnold raised an eyebrow. "Really, I don't suppose its been claimed?"
"No sir, it has not been claimed." Kryten explained. It seemed obvious since they were 3 million light years into deep space.
"Then we must claim it. For the Space Corps, of course." He had his head held up high. Olivia could tell he was trying to impress her. She held back another laugh and kept a straight face this time. She really didn't like all the attention. She was used to being ignored.
Lister sighed and rested his head in his palm for a moment. "Rimmer, smeg. I don't think she wants to sit through all twenty-three anthems of the space corps. Now she couldn't keep beck her laughter. Their life was almost like a TV show (ironically). "See, Man?"
"I believe she can speak for herself, Lister. Olivia?" He looked at her hopeful. It didn't sound very interesting to her, but she just got here, she couldn't turn him down.
"Um, sure." She replied. She didn't make eye contact.
"Why would you want to do that?" Asked Dave.
"Hey, Smeg for brains, you heard her." Said Arnold. He smirked at Dave, then looked over at Olivia and gave her a cheerful smile.
"It'll take us awhile to get there, but I'll be sure to notify you when we arrive, sir." Said Kryten, turning around and walking out of the room.
"This sure is strange." She said.
"What is?" Dave asked her.
"Everything! Its just so different, you know?" She said.
Dave shrugged. "I guess so" he was obviously used to it. He grew up in the generation that invented all this high tech stuff. It was hard to Imagine she was in space. Space travel was something for astronauts, but obviously the human race had done quite a bit since she was younger. They even took over quite a few different planets and moons after her generation. It was pretty amazing that she got to experience it all.
"Hey, is it possible for me to have access to thing like, Oh I don't know… old newspapers and stuff like that? To see the things I missed and all." Olivia asked. It would really be fascinating to see them.
"Not here on Starbug, but on Red Dwarf there are some in the libraries." Arnold replied. "But could I interest you in taking a look ay my collection of twentieth century telegraph poles?" Once again he looked hopeful.
She smiled. "I'm from the twentieth century. I don't exactly think that would be too interesting to me, sorry."
"Well then, you must be an expert!"
Olivia paused "No, not really." Her voiced lowered a few notches. Dave playfully hit Arnold and laughed at him. "Sorry" She added on. She really didn't want to be rude. If it weren't for them she would be floating in a stasis pod somewhere.
Arnold looked down. He was just so adorable! Olivia had to admit it to herself. Maybe she would be able to pull him out of this shyness. He seemed like an interesting person. So did Dave, but she could also tell he was kind of a slob. They both had their interesting points, though.
~
"Mister Rimmer sir! Miss Angeledis ma'am!" Shouted Kryten.
"Its Olivia!" She shouted back. She didn't mean to be rude.
"We are about to land on the planetoid." Exclaimed the mechanoid.
"Brilliant! I'll go fetch the space corps flag." Said Arnold. Olivia followed him. Arnold searched through storage until he found one. "here it is." He said. He didn't completely realize Olivia had followed him. He realized once he looked up and saw her in the doorway. He froze. There she was.
"Alright, we've landed. The atmosphere is breathable." Kryten informed them.
"Great!" Said Olivia cheerfully. She was beginning to get into this thing. Maybe this would be fun, claiming a planet. Too bad they couldn't claim it for themselves instead of the space corps.
She, Arnold and Kryten stepped onto the planetoid. It looked so empty, like a huge desert of nothingness. The gravity seemed to be exactly like the gravity on the ship, and on earth. She had almost expected to be able to jump like you see astronauts on the moon, but was not able to. Strange.
"Olivia, would you like the honors of placing the space corps flag in?" Arnold asked her. He reached out for her to take it.
"Sure" She replied. She took the flag and stuck it in the dry soil. She didn't make it seem like a big thing when she did it, she just stuck it in.
"Yes, well then…" Arnold began to sing the first anthem, while Kryten accompanied him with background music. It got boring very fast. She just stood there listening to song after song. She felt her eyelids getting heavy. She yawned softly to herself. Arnold was on his fifteenth song. Finally he was almost done. Olivia had lost count and just barley kept awake.
There was a rumble. That sure woke her up. The shaking grew faster and bigger. Arnold stopped singing. They were both silent.
"Terror form!" Exclaimed Kryten
Olivia could literally see the land eroding, new land being formed. She was too shocked to make a sound. She could hear screaming from Arnold. Screams of agony, yet she didn't move. She couldn't! She was completely frozen. Olivia was thrown to the ground while the entire planet began to erupt. She finally was able to scream. She screamed a loud ear-piercing scream of terror. She had never seen anything like it. She began to feel pain, but her brain wasn't functioning well enough for her to figure out what it was from.
~
Olivia rubbed her eyes. Her entire body was in pain. She lightly touched her face feeling many bruises. Her entire body was covered in debris of all sorts. Luckily nothing was broken. She was able to get up. She was still in shock. "Arnold? Anyone?" No one answered. Now she was scared. She began to look around. The planetoid was no longer empty, it was no longer a desert of nothingness. Now it was dark, and full of swamps. The kind of setting for a horror movie. Nothing familiar was around her. She began to walk around. She felt something wet and slimly at her feet. She had just stepped into a swamp. She tried to ignore it and keep walking, trying to avoid it, but it was all around her. Where was she? Where did everyone go? She could hear animal sounds around her, but not normal ones. It sounded like the toads were saying… "useless" That was incredibly strange!
There were thick clouds of fog all around her. She heard evil laughter from a nearby bush. She kept on walking, looking for anything or anyone she could find, but found nothing of use to her. "Where the smegging hell am I?" She shouted. She had heard the others use the word 'smeg' and she kind of liked it. Her heart began to beat faster and she began to sweat as she heard more evil laughter. It was obvious she wasn't alone. She knew Arnold or Kryten couldn't make that low pitched sound no matter how hard they tried. She began to see the yellow glow of the figures eyes, and she hit. Had it spotted her? She could hear movement, more of them. She closed her eyes wishing all this would just go away, and she could be back in her little quarters on Starbug with the noisy pipes. The sound grew bigger until something was grabbing her. Her hands were being tied up to some sort of wooden figure. She tried to put up a fight, but her attempts had been useless. They began to take her away. Tears dripped from Olivia's eyes that she wasn't even controlling. She kept trying to shout "Let me go!" But their black cloaked hands were over her mouth, nearly choking her. Then she realized they were trying to poison her…
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"Oh smeg" Olivia noticed she was now indoors, which was a step up from those nasty swamps outside. Her cloths were gone, too. She was now in a ratted white robe. Her hands were tied to a pole that was above her, so she had been resting with her arms up. Slowly Olivia got up. The room was empty. There really wasn't mush she could do from this point, so he had to at least try to be brave. Her face was red and puffy. Maybe she had cried more, who knows.
More black figures came in from a side gate. They both grabbed her arms, and released the cuffs. Olivia was completely silent. She could hear her own loud, fast heartbeat. Forcefully, they dragged her into another room. Here they tied her arms up above her head. The black figures soon left the room.
"Olivia?"
She was almost so startled that she screamed. She looked around in all directions, and saw Arnold tied up at the other side of the room that she wasn't facing. She had to turn her neck in an uncomfortable position to see him. She positioned her body so she was facing him, but her arms were sore from the tug of the ropes. "Oh My god! What are you doing here?" she asked him. He was also wearing the white robe she was wearing.
"They… captured me." His face was pale. He sounded nervous, but who wouldn't be?
"Who were those guys?" She asked him.
"I was going to ask you the same question."
Two woman with almost no cleavage at all walked into the room. Their hair was curly and blonde, and they were dressed like warriors. They walked like they were models while they carried a bucket. The only thought in Olivia's mind was 'this is getting way too weird!'. One of them stopped in front of her, and pinned her back down to the wall with force. She was quite strong for her petite figure. Another did the same with Arnold.
The woman ripped the white robe off of Olivia. Arnold was staring at her while it happened, but unfortunately for him, she wasn't naked. She was still covered in thin white cloth around her breasts and lower body. Olivia stared at Arnold. Instead of being afraid, all she did was stare. Her weak spot was the chest. His was… well, amazing! Muscular, yet not too muscular. And kind of small. What was she doing in this grave time of danger looking at Arnold's chest? She couldn't help herself.
The woman began to cover her with the contents of the bucket. Oil. Strange, almost like getting a massage, but less comfortable. Olivia began to uncontrollably shiver. Her knees were feeling weak. Arnold looked at her, he looked worried. In the very back of his mind he knew this was somehow his fault.
Olivia tried to stay calm. Worrying couldn't exactly be helping. Maybe it was helping her body create an ulcer in her stomach, but it wasn't helping her dilemma. She could hear Arnold talking to the women. She couldn't really hear him, or maybe she just wasn't paying attention. Something about… using sexual ecstasy… Strange. He was obviously pretty scared. Olivia began to listen to them. Maybe the woman would give her some sort of clue what they were doing here and why.
"an oiled body is so much better to conduct the electricity" Eek! That didn't sound good.
"Not the best news, but it could have been worse." Said Arnold. Olivia thought that was a little strange at a time like this, but thinking about him made her calm down a little bit. She wondered why. Why wasn't she about to have a nervous breakdown? Did it have something to do with him?
The women soon finished and left. Olivia looked over at Arnold. He was very pale. Her mind seemed to care more about him then herself. "You ok?" She found herself asking.
"Well no, not exactly." He said in a slightly bitter and annoyed way. There was a way he said it where he mad his voice high pitched that she liked. Olivia just liked everything about his cool voice.
Without noticing or being able to control it she began to shiver harder and tears dripped down her cheeks. She had never been this close to death before. It was very scary for her. What was going on in his mind? Was he experiencing the emotional panic she was experiencing at that moment? She looked into his eyes. Was she going to die today? "Do you think the others will rescue us?" She whispered. She tried to hold back an embarrassing loud sob.
Arnold was silent.
Olivia noticed the look of sorrow on his face. "What's the matter?"
He looked up at her. "What do you think?" He said slowly. He sighed. "I'm about to die, for smegs sake. And you.. this is my fault." He looked down again.
Olivia felt sorry for him, a little. "No, Its not you're fault." She said as sympathetically as the moment would allow.
"Of course it is! Its always my fault. Its luck. I have no luck at all. Nothing ever goes right for me. I minus well die like this." He was obviously feeling very sorry for himself, now too.
The poor thing. She couldn't let him die like this. She had to make him feel better, she probably wouldn't live much longer anyway. She had to try. "I'm sure that's not true."
He looked up at her, not able to answer that.
"I mean, you are a good person, you know?" so far she wasn't doing very well with this. What was he thinking right now? He raised an eyebrow. "You have been really nice and welcoming to me since I got here, and I really appreciate that." He was still silent.
There came a loud, startling growl from underneath them. She was going to have to make this quick. She closed her eyes. She was about to think of something else to say to cheer him up when she felt arms around her. Who was grabbing her? She let out a gasp and opened her eyes. It was Arnold! How had he gotten away? How had she suddenly become untied? Arnold began to run, still carrying her. "What the hell happened?" She shouted. The growling grew louder and more violent as they ran. They saw an air vent. Arnold Lifted Olivia into it, and she grabbed his arms and pulled him up. When they were both inside they closed it up and began to crawl. This was way too easy! They both crawled until they were a safe distance away.
Olivia began to pant. She sat with her arms around her knees all curled up in the corner. "How did you get away?" She said, in between breathes.
"I don't know. One second I was tied up, the next I was free." He explained.
"weird." She wiped her face with her hands. She wasn't crying anymore, but she felt grungy. She felt stupid for being so scared back there. From now on she would just have to take life day by day. What was the point in fear when she was a space adventurer? She couldn't allow it to control her. "Well thanks for saving me."
"um, no problem." He was a little unsure of himself.
They sat in silence for another minute. Olivia spent this time staring at Arnold. He didn't really notice, because he was looking down. Was it possible she was starting to like him… in that way? Nah… she was probably mistaken. It was way too early to tell! That figured that she would go over to this way of thinking. She wanted to hit herself. Whenever she admitted to liking someone (even when she really didn't) things were never the same. She would turn into a total idiot. Take it back, Take it back!!! She begged herself.
Olivia wondered if she had actually ever even had a boyfriend in the past. She couldn't remember having one. She suddenly felt completely helpless and pathetic. "Now, Where the hell is the exit to this Damn vent?" Real mature. Olivia often drove herself completely mad. It was almost like she was schizophrenic, but she knew she was talking to herself in her mind. Her mind would talk to her like it was her mentor telling her what to do, and without it she was a total and complete idiot. Hell, even with it she was sometimes. It really sucked not remembering.
"How should I know?!" he said.
Great, now he probably thought she was a total Bitch.
"Guys, over here!" thank god! It was Dave. Olivia noticed she was still in the white cloth, but Arnold somehow was dressed normally.
"Dave!"
"Smeg, we've been looking all over for you guys! Lets get out of here, this place is unstable!"
She followed him out of the vents. What a day. What a smegging day.
~
"I believe we are on a psi-moon. And in fact the monster is not out there, but in here with us." Kryten whispered.
"So you mean to tell me thing…" Dave made a pointing gesture with his hands "…lives inside his mind?"
"Metaphorically, yes." Nodded Kryten.
"Well that would explain a lot." Said Olivia
"in order to save our selves, we must boost his confidence and destroy the monster, or at least be able to get out of this hell hole." Explained Kryten.
"How the hell are we gonna' do that?" asked The Cat, scrunching his face up like he had just seen a nasty bug, or a wrinkle in his perfect suit.
"We've got to tell him we love 'im." Said Dave.
"precisely. Our lives depend on it." Kryten agreed.
"ready?" asked Dave.
"I'll never be ready."
Olivia stood at the door, watching the others say how much they loved Arnold and all that stuff. She was not able to join in. She watched from a far as the 4 joined in a group hug. It was obvious this wasn't her scene, They probably didn't even want her here. None of them were stopping and wondering 'hey, where's Olivia?'
Oh well, what exactly could she expect? She had just met these guys yesterday, but from the beginning she had felt like she belonged, that is, after the shock of actually being here wore off. Maybe she was mistaken.
A/N: Hmmm, I just took Lauren Greenleaf's Mary Sue test. Olivia got a 21. Is that bad? Do you guys not like these kind of stories??? Well, all reviews are appreciated!