Darn it, you people guessed it. Btw - I am now officially and thoroughly out of ideas, but don't worry, I'm gonna continue this pile of smeg anyway! Thanks to all who reviewed! Hell, I'll put all your names down hang on: Zombie Kitty, Sunrise over the Tango factory, Jelly-jam rabbit, Giver-of-hope, Sojuske, reddwarfaddict, Hermione 2000, and Z
Cheers wonderful people, hope you like the next chapter, even though, frankly, it's pathetic. Lol.
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The dwarfers were finally on C deck.
"GET OUT OF THERE BUD!" yelled Cat.
Rimmer had just caught up, gasping for breath, "What the smeg is going on?"
"I'm stuck in here!" Lister's voice sounded through the door.
Rimmer smirked. Cat practically screamed,
"Get out!"
"I can't!"
"I'LL BREAK THE DOOR DOWN!"
"Go ahead!"
"I will!"
"Good!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Here I come bud!"
Cat took a few steps back, and ran forward like a battering ram. At the last second the door opened and he came tumbling through. Then it closed again. Very quickly.
Rimmer stood for a second, working out what had just happened. Three seconds later he punched the air triumphantly, was this the best day of his life or what?
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Inside room 31:
Lister's face was stinging, those claws had been sharper than Cat's evening blue outfit with the zips and cufflinks. He was a bit surprised to find someone else in the room with him, "Cat? Is that you?"
"Yeah, it is buddie!"
Lister squinted; there was something different about the feline, "Why don't you move from the door?"
There was a second's pause, "I can't!"
"Why the smeg not?"
Cat's eyes flitted around the room. "Well for one thing, this is my fish supply."
"Okay…"
"For two things, this is my fish supply and there are some not very nice fish in here,"
Lister jumped away from the crates.
"And for three things, this is my fish supply, there are some not very nice fish in here, and the door closed so quickly my trousers have got caught in the middle!"
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"Where's Mr Lister sir?"
Rimmer smiled smugly. "I'm afraid that Mr Lister and Mr Cat are stuck in a smelly old room full of fish, mutated fish, mutated ugly fish, and mutated ugly killer fish."
"Oh my goodness!"
"Indeed."
"Well, we'll have to get them out sir!"
"Well I can't, as much as it pains me, I'm a hologram."
"Of course sir, I'll do it!"
"Be my guest."
Kryten took a few steps back. "Don't worry sirs, help is on the way!"
Two panicking voices yelled through the door, "No Kryten don't!"
It was too late, he rushed forward. The doors opened and closed again.
Lister sat with his head in his hands. Kryten lay on the floor in 3, roughly the same size, pieces.
And Cat stood with his hands over the large rip in his trousers.
"Buddy I have a serious problem!"
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Rimmer stood outside for a while, wondering what to do. He could help, or he could party. Help… or party.
He sighed.
As much as he hated them, he couldn't leave them in there alone. He had Lister to thank for that. That smelly space bum had gone and given him a conscience. The stupid git. What would he want one of those for?
A voice wafted through the door, it sounded afraid, "Rimmer? Are you still out there?"
It was Lister. He had to make the choice now: help or party. Was he a hero? Or a cheating lying weasly smegheady git?
His new found conscience battered him for a bit, before he decided.
Ah smeg to that, thought Rimmer, it wouldn't do them any harm to be in there for a couple of hours would it?
Oh yes it most definitely would.
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Okay, I actually do have a few cobwebs of an idea in me head. Unless they're just cobwebs… which is likely, because I haven't cleaned my head out for a while – you should see the junk! I lost my mind in there a couple of weeks back, but oh well… I'll find it some day…
Anyway, yeah, strayed off the point a bit - I have a few ideas, so I'll try and do the next chapter soon.
Toodles x.x
