The Heart of Gold
"Eddie, what can you tell us about the other ship?" Trillian asked the ship's computer.
"Well, gang, I can tell that it's a ship made from metal that was put together over three million years ago, and that it's from a parallel dimension. Oh, and it also appears to be a mining ship called the Red Dwarf. That fits, seeing how it's such a red color…"
Trillian ignored Eddie's ramblings, turning to Arthur. "Hey, you think you can get those to sobered up, Arthur?"
"Uh, sure." Dent replied sheepishly, making his way across the deck to the two drinking. He picked up Zaphod and Ford's Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters, this immediately got their attention. "That's right, fellows, follow the drinks."
The two clambered from their seats, stumbling towards Arthur. Zaphod let out a quick, slurred remark. "Come on, monkey man, don't be such a killjoy."
Arthur groaned slightly, hating it when he was called this by the ship's self-centered 'captain'. He used the term captain slightly, since he was either drunk or unable to even control the ship sober.
He backed up to the ship's two small booths, and placed a drink in each. As Ford and Zaphod stumbled towards them they bumped into each other. Ford chuckled. "A little tipsy, there, eh, Zaphlub?"
This was followed by a series of high pitched giggles from Zaphod, who toppled into one of the booths, Ford going into the other. Arthur slammed the doors shut, and in a minute, the two stepped out, sobered up thanks to the booths' effects.
"Hello there, monkey man. What'd we miss?" Zaphod asked of Arthur.
"Come over here and you'll see!" Trillian shouted from across the room. Ignoring a dirty look from Arthur, Zaphod strode quickly across the room, his head (the other one still missing) plastered with a confident smirk.
"What's up?" he asked, hovering a bit close to Trillian. She took a step away and pointed to the screen.
"It appears that when I activated the Improbability Drive, a three million year old mining ship called Red Dwarf was pulled into our dimension."
"Have we tried making contact?" Ford questioned as he approached, followed by Arthur.
"Sounds like a great idea, guy!" Eddie popped up cheerfully. "Just give me a few minutes to adapt their signal and then we'll-"
"Shut up while you're doing it." Zaphod said, cutting the computer off before he could go off on a rant.
"You got it, boss." and so, they waited.
Red Dwarf
"Holly, pull up the other ship on the view screen!" Rimmer barked out the command as he came into the room, followed by the Cat and Lister.
"Well, maybe you could ask a little nicer first." Holly replied, feeling a little under appreciated.
"What's going on?" Kryten asked, getting up from his seat across the room. The robot was now in the middle of watching one of Lister's Zero Gravity Football tapes, having taken a liking to them when they had run out of any other things to watch than the weekly Androids episodes.
"We were just sucked through a vortex of some kind that has dropped us in front of another ship, and now this bleach blonde bimbo won't let us see it." Rimmer said angrily.
"And you might never see it with that kind of attitude." Holly quipped.
"Now listen here, you self centered, mindless, air headed computer program, if you don't bring up the other ship right-"
"Holly, please, just do it before he burns his Light Bee out." Lister cut in. Happy to oblige, the blonde computer disappeared, replaced by the Heart of Gold. "So, what do you think it is?"
"Do I look like my expertise is ships from three million years in the future?" Rimmer replied, agitated.
"I was asking to everyone in general."
"Excuse me, boys, but it appears that the ship is trying to open transmission with us." Holly said.
"Then open the link." Rimmer said. However Holly stayed quiet. "Oh, for… please."
With that, the ship disappeared, and Trillian appeared on screen, surrounded by Zaphod, Ford, and Arthur. Rimmer jumped back from the other three, beginning to hop around giddily.
"Yes, yes, they have a woman, someone I can have a chance with! Sweet, sweet result! Yes! Yes!"
His three shipmates stared at him. It was Lister who first spoke. "Two things, Rimmer. First, no women in her right mind would ever get with you. Second, you're dead, and nothing's changing that. And also-"
"Since they can see that little display you put on, do you think anybody would want to do the vertical tango with you?" Cat finished for him.
Rimmer stopped, looking to the screen. He sighed, then giggled nervously. "This can't get much worse, eh?"
To be Continued…
Hey, guys, hope you enjoyed chapter three. Thanks for all the reviews guys, and look forward to the next chapter, where I hope for things to start heating up. Peace.