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Chapter fifteen:
Lister felt awful. But he was trying to stand up anyway. He wanted to know if they were okay - if Rimmer was okay. He needed to thank him for what he'd done, he was having a hard time believing what had happened, but he still had to thank the smeghead… Thank Rimmer? That sounded strange. He smiled, heaving his weight up off the bed and planting his feet firmly on the floor, he could get used to it. He had saved Rimmer. Rimmer had saved him. Smeg, they were definitely friends now.
He tried to stand, but gasped out in agony as pain shot up through his ankles. What the smeg was happening?
"Lister?"
He fell to his knees, "What's wrong… with me?"
He could see Rimmer and Kryten in the doorway through glazed eyes; Rimmer was still looking a little frail. His light was dimmer than usual.
"Oh sir!" panicked Kryten, rushing forward to pick Lister up, "We need to get you away from those things! They're hold on you is too strong."
Lister wasn't paying attention; he was gazing at the other occupant of the room. "Rimmer?"
Rimmer walked over to him with a look of concern crossing his features. "Lister."
Lister managed a small smile, "Thanks man… thanks for what you did."
Rimmer smiled as well, that strange warm feeling in his heart again, "Your welcome. Just don't mention it to anyone."
"You're on."
It was at that precise moment that the evil, demon furby-looking, fluffy pink GELFs appeared. Looking very happy with themselves.
Lister and Rimmer looked from the GELFs to each other. Both said the same thing after a moment's pause: "Smeg!"
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Cat thought to himself for a second - which was strange, because Cat didn't normally do that. But he had a sudden insistent urge to do so. So he did.
It was a good job he did too.
Something popped into his head. A thought. Wow, he hadn't had one of those for ages! He had forgotten something… what was it? He'd got all his suits. He'd eaten. He'd had twenty naps since lunch. He looked stunning! He'd got gorgeous hair. Gorgeous hair mousse… Hair mousse? The penny dropped.
HAIR MOUSSE!
He'd gone and left it in the medibay again! Cloister, those evil bastards had probably got to it - well not if he could help it! He snatched up a bazookoid. That furby bonfire was well overdue! He checked a watch, and it was past six. Let the manic burning begin!
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Lister could barely stand, let alone fight the GELFs off. Rimmer looked at them with wide scared eyes. They stepped forward with a swish of their fluffy limbs. He shrieked, diving for cover behind a large tray of scalpels.
He wasn't quite ready to be a hero on a regular basis.
Lister closed his eyes. Smeg, let them get him. He couldn't take anymore.
Kryten hid Lister protectively behind his back, and said: "You're just bullies! Now go away and leave poor Mr Lister alone!"
The pink things looked at each other questioningly and said "Nice try."
Lister collapsed in a crumpled heap behind Kryten, and Rimmer's whimpers could be heard wafting out from under the tray. It would have been a horrible ending if not for the character that was standing silhouetted in the doorway. Cat. Brandishing his bazookoid with a wide grin.
"It's bonfire time furbys!"
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