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Holly's blurry head filled Lister's range of vision as she materialised onto the screen. "Dave! Dave get up!"

"W-wha?"

"Dave you've got to help us! Red dwarf's been overrun with one GELF,"

Lister's entire body ached with exhaustion, "…what?"

"You have to help, the crew are in danger and the food dispensers are only giving out pasta!"

Lister staggered to his feet with a groan. "But they… left me. Why… why should I risk me life to save them again when they'd rather eat banana… and anchovy sandwiches than do the same for me?"

That's right, they hate you.

I know.

Don't save them, leave them to die. It's what they deserve!

Don't worry, that's what I'm doing.

Good.

Yeah… no wait, that's bad - I should save them, I want to.

No you don't.

Yes I do!

Lister groaned with pain and clutched his forehead with both hands.

"So, which one of you shall go first?" the GELF squelched.
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The posse looked at it each other for a second with a strange urge of friendship; they looked into each other's eyes and understood one another for the first time.

The GELF was slightly confused at the silence, "Well?"

They pointed at one another in a flash -"Him!"
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They hate you. They hate you. They hate you. They hate you. They hate you.

Lister massaged his head with a red stained finger, Leave me… alone…

"I… I'll save you." He managed to say. They needed him and he had to help them. No matter what they'd done they were still his friends. Even if they were complete and utter smegheads.

No! They hate you, the voice slobbered; they'd rather die than accept your help.

Well then… I'll die with them. "Holly set a course for red dwarf will you? I'm gonna go in and save them."

Curse your cheery optimism! The voice screeched, I hope you rot in human hell!

What? Who are you anyway? Get out… of my head!

You can't get rid of me. The voice said in a menacing sneer, Once I'm finished with your pathetic so-called friends, I'll get you. You'll be in so much pain in the end you'll wish you were dead. And you can thank your dying buddies for that as well.

Lister rolled his eyes and sped Starbug forward with an extremely drained but genuine grin, Oh smeg off will ya.
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The Cat looked at Rimmer in pure disgust, "I don't know how you sleep at night."

"What? Kryten had to go! It's in his programming!"

"What are you on about now bud? I was on about your hair! How can you sleep when your head looks like a mutated broccoli floret that's just committed suicide?"

"You what?"

"It's disgusting!" The Cat stood up on his bunk the revoltion twisting his features, "I don't know how I coped staying 3 hours in here with you and novelty condom head - I need to get out of here! What if I catch TotalGitItis from you and die of TotalGitness?" he flopped against the wall with a sob, "We're all gonna die!"
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"I'm coming guys, hold on."

"Coming up to the docking bay," Holly's head whispered. "You better hurry Dave, I feel like my inboard drive 001 circuits are on fire. Can't imagine what the others are feeling if I'm this bad. And they've got Rimmer with them."

Lister docked Starbug and practically leapt out of the door. His wounds were stabbing at him again. Like a million super-sharp pins sinking into his flesh. He cried out but kept running. Stumbling through the corridors like a rampaging elephant on steroids.
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