Chapter 6

Authors note: Thanks for all the reviews. Am I writing faster then you can keep up? Lets just say I have too much spare time and leave it at that.

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Rimmer was just about to spend his entire night memorizing as much useless information as he could, when it was almost like God answered his prayers right then and there. On top of Johnson's bunk was an open notebook, just sitting there. It was the book where Johnson had practiced, and composed all the answers for the exam. It was right there, his ticket to becoming an officer. Right in front of him, dammit!

"Lock" He whispered, so he would not be caught. He grabbed the notebook off the bunk and began to read them to himself. The memory drugs did the rest. It only took him twenty minutes. After he had read the entire thing, he was able to say it back word for word. "Oh sweet technology!"

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"Lister, I can't believe you smuggled a cat on board!" shouted Peterson.

"keep it down." Whispered Lister.

"Lister, I can't stand cats!" Peterson had his nose plugged while he said it, so it sounded even weirder than usual.

"Hey, how come Kris knew about that cat today? I am going to get in trouble now for sure. She broke up with me, and now she knows about the cat." Mumbled Lister. He sad down on his bunk and slumped.

"Because, I told her." Smiled Peterson.

"You did what?!?" Lister shouted, not being able to hold it back.

Peterson nodded.

Lister could have gotten angry enough to explode at that very moment, but instead, he just sighed.

"Open" It was some short little officer. "Lister"

"Yea?" asked Lister.

"You need to go to the captain's office ASAP" He nodded, and walked off. Lister got up. On his way, he passed Kochanski.

"Hey, where's the captains office?"

"Over there, where it says 'captain's office', where its always said 'captain's office'."

"Oh, so that's the captain's office." (sound familiar?)

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It was finally exam time. Rimmer felt dizzy, like he was on drugs, but he was completely sober, well, accept for memory drugs. He took many deep breaths before all the information finally came back. It ran through his mind so fast it seemed near impossible for his pen to keep up. His writing was sloppy, and he made spelling mistakes, but at least the information was there.

Rimmer glanced over at Johnson's paper. Is writing was neat and readable. Rimmer could have just copied it right off his paper if he had wanted to, but that kind of cheating was way too juvenile.

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"So, Rimmer. How do you think you did?" asked Johnson. He looked quite confidant.

"Oh, I think I did alright." Rimmer smiled. He would finally become an officer!!!!!! He had to contain himself. He was ready to just so high for joy it would throw off the gravity of the entire ship.

"Did you hear that Dave Lister, your old room mate, has gone into stasis for violating quarantine regs?" asked Johnson, with a slight look of concern on his face.

Rimmer's eyes widened a little with the news. "No, I hadn't heard that."

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