Sunrise – here's a new chappie, hope it's what you're craving dear!

Reddwarfaddict – how dare you say u write a load of crap! U so do not! I'm gobsmacked

Zombie kitty – yay! Omg, I so can't wait until u post the stories:D :D :D YAY!

Br1de-of-fr3ddy – hehe, I keep the suspense high! Lol xx

Cazflibs – thanks! I try to put a little cuteness in as well as… insaneness…

Hermione 2000 – cheers! I'll have to read it some time

Oh, and if you find this confusing, that's good, because I did too… I'm tired. I need a kip.
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When Cat and Rimmer came back into view, Kryten found himself not wanting to know what had happened.

Rimmer walked forward, with a vacant, and rather fazed out, expression on his face. He barely took in his surroundings as he sat heavily on the floor.

Kryten smiled, "I'm glad you're back sirs!"

"Yeah, I'm glad too." Cat grinned, "I can only spend so much time with goalpost head, or I'd go nuts!"

Rimmer didn't even look up.

"Mr Rimmer sir, how did you untie yourself?"

"Oh don't worry about that bud," Cat said, flexing his claws again, "I had that covered!"

Kryten's smile faltered for a second, "Sirs, I need your help with Mr Lister. We have to find the antidote for that poison."

"Why?" said Cat, noticing Lister on the floor and flashing a smile, "I like him this way, it's nice and quiet for once!"

Rimmer looked at him, breaking free of his bleary-eyed stupor to say. "What's happened?"

"Well, I believe he is having a lot of hallucinations. He seemed to think I was evil and rather annoying!"

"No changes there bud!"
Kryten ignored him, yet again, "I think he thought I was his hideous GELF bride. Oh the things he must have seen!" Kryten sobbed, "That poison is slowly killing him sirs, we need the antidote!"

"How are we gonna get it bud?"

"I haven't a clue sirs, but I think the first thing we have to do is to get out of here."

"Well what a fantastic idea that is."

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The fish had finally some to a decision. They were going to go in there and kill them. It took them all that time to decide how to do it. The best part of three hours. And in the end they chose the most unimaginative choice ever.

They were going to have a little war.

They liked wars you see. They were the type of fish who woke up in the morning and said "I really really wish a war would break out so I could smash someone's head in."

So the plan was, they were going to hack the prisoners to pieces using their claws and whatever else they could get their fins on.

What lovely fish they are.

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Lister shifted with a moan. Opening his deep brown eyes and gazing up at the three figures above him.

They held their breath.

Lister said, with the barest hint of a smile: "Oh, it's alright… it's just you Rimmer."

They were a tad surprised at this. As you would be.

Rimmer frowned, "Um Kryten, I thought you said he was blind and having hallucinations?"

"I – I did sir."

"Well you pretty thick then aren't you." Rimmer said, his nostrils flaring.

Lister squinted, "Rimmer?"

"Yes Listy?"

"Rimmer?" His eyes grew in sadness, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Rimmer raised an eyebrow, "I am!"
Lister carried on without him, "I'm sorry about last night, I really am!" strangely, he wasn't looking at Rimmer now, rather he was having a conversation with something over the hologram's shoulder.

"Lister-"

"I didn't know you were gay!"

"W-w-?" Rimmer spluttered.

"I honestly smegging well didn't know you were gay!" Lister shouted at a wall.

Rimmer folded his arms and turned to Kryten, "Okay, you're right, he is hallucinating."

"What the smeg? I didn't know you were a chicken either!" Lister scrambled to his feet, "Get away from my guitar you flea-bitten poultry git!"

"This is so incredibly stupid." Rimmer said flatly, "we're stuck in a room with a man who is quite quite mad and we're going to get mashed by a load of fish."

Rimmer sighed, watching Lister as he started fighting an invisible imaginary chicken with his bare hands.

"So… how do we get out?"

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