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Cat was about to make a big sacrifice, for the good of the crew and stylish hair he had decided to go. Go outside.
He had spent a large amount of time dyeing his bright green suit to a light shade of blue; it was wonderful what you could do with a few felt pens and a can of blueberries! Maybe he could pull this off!
He leapt out of the door "I'm coming buds!"
A few seconds later he ran back inside. The tassels clashed.
5 more minutes later and he bounded out of the doors with a flashy grin; "Now I'm coming buds!" he jogged through the pink field – now that he was at his most stylish nothing could go wrong! "You better watch your step – I'm hotter than a chicken vindaloo in a heat wave!"
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"Mr Lister sir! Let go! Please!"
Kryten prised Lister away, knowing full well that if he kept in contact for much longer, there would be no Lister left to save.
Lister was fully unconscious by now. The whole thing must have looked utterly pathetic really. Laughable.
An adorable, pink, fluffy, sweet, cuddly thing with 2 arms and a round body was attempting to give someone a hug.
That was all.
Of course, really, it was much more than just a hug. A hug is normally a sign of affection… and sure as hell, this was definitely not one of those. This was more like an 'I'm-gonna-zap-all-the-energy-and-life-out-of-you-coz-I'm-so-evil-and-then-I'm-gonna-leave-you-to-rot' death sentence.
But it sure did look like a hug.
Kryten pulled. And pulled And pulled
One last time, he gathered the last of his strength in his mechanical arms and heaved.
Lister let go.
They landed in a confused and squashed and quite painful heap on the ground.
"Oh thank god! Mr Lister!"
Poor Kryten. Thinking he'd won when really he'd lost.
They weren't to know that the Pinkfluff inhabitants loved barbeque sauce.
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"I'm looking nice!" said Cat, doing a quick Michael Jackson spin, and twirling the pink grass under his shoes. The only thing he needed now was his hair mousse. It was the only thing that kept him going. That and the love of his gorgeous ass. He'd never let that go to waste - there were so many beautiful females out there who hadn't seen it yet, he'd hate for them to miss out.
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The Pinkfluff thing had got bored by now. All it wanted was to suck the life out of everything. Was that too much to ask? The smelly human thing still had some energy left and, for some odd but delightful reason, he was dripping with barbeque sauce. It wasn't going to be there for long.
Kryten lifted Lister up from under his armpits and dragged him away.
Not bloody likely thought the creatures.
Quick as lightning, a little bit frightening, and almost as if they were kung-foo fighting, the creatures leapt forward. With a fling of their over-grown limbs, they scooped Lister up.
In a soft warming voice, like a feather on the wind, one said "Bugger off, we're gonna suck him 'til he's dry!"
As if as an afterthought, one, slightly bigger and fluffier creature, grabbed Rimmer by his light bee.
"Ow! Get off me you over-grown demon furby!"
A strange noise whistled through the air. A sudden flash and they disappeared.
Kryten was left alone.
He blinked, his mouth hanging open.
It was at that precise moment that Cat strode in, like a … Cat in shining armour.
"Am I cool or what? I risked my life to come and save you and still had time for outstanding fashion sense!"
Kryten just stared at the feline.
"What?"
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