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I hate Sian! I wrote this chapter real quickly and she went like a minute before i'm posting! Unelivable, and to think I added this pointless chapter just for her! Anyway read on and one last point -

If anyone has seen my missing reviewer? She goes by the name of Boogle though some know her better as Alex, has been missing from reviewing my chapters for a fw days - Current worry is that she and Gerald her hat have been kidnapped by Mister Flibble and his horde of lamp shade skiing penguins...

"Is something wrong?" Bobby asked Howard as he called began to close up.

"No, no, women are weird." He said with a knowing look on his face.

"True – The day I understand them is the day I voluntarily go to Alaska." Bobby announced as he stood up.

"Right… You going?"

"Well it appears it is closing time, I haven't to go to work for another 8 hours and I have some recorded episodes of 'Androids' to watch – So yeah, I'm going!" Bobby preached as though talking to a child.

"Come hang out with us. – The 'Androids' thing cannot be good for your health."

"And you lot are?" Bobby asked, only mildly sarcastically.

"Look we can have a legal lock in." Howard tempted as he switched of the table lamps.

"Ok, ok… But I'm not getting wasted." Bobby relented, sighing.

"Whatever."

"That all you got bud?" Danny laughed as his Tekken character Eddy Junior thrashed Nina into a KO.

"Noooooooo!" Lister cried in disbelief.

"Well if you would pick a geriatric character Rimmer replied trying not to show interest.

"Is he related to Jerry the cartoon mouse?... Had a love/hate thing going on with a cat – I wonder why they could never just kiss and make up?..." Lister said as he pressed continue.

"Lister your mind is a dangerous place – please, don't ever unlock it." Rimmer begged.

"Whatever." A small silence elapsed, broken only by Lister's occasional groans of annoyance at his inability to win.

"Yes!" He suddenly cried getting a good combo.

"Die."

"Lister."

"Die!"

"Lister!"

"DIE!"

"LISTER!"

"What?"

"Shut. Up." Rimmer answered clearly and slowly as Bobby and Howard walked in.

"Hey."

"Hiya guys – Come to watch me beat him?" Lister asked as the word 'Fight' came on screen.

"In your dreams – Why don't you take Nina to something more her scene – like the Post Office on pension day?"

"What is that?" Howard asked as Hattie moved up so he could sit by her, and Bobby took a chair next to Lister and Danny."

"This is a Playstation 3 – Classic pre AR gaming experience." Lister said, groaning as he got KO'd again.

"Errr right." Howard said, not really wanting to know much more.

"Lister what do you think you are doing?" Rimmer said with a slight menace.

"I'm taking my boots off."

"Well don't!"

"They're only feet." Lister protested, ignoring Rimmer and propping his feet up on a coffee table.

"Your socks Lister, are a bio-hazard." Rimmer scoffed annoyed at the lack of respect.

"You kidding me? His whole body is a bio-hazard." Danny retorted.

"Yeah… HEY!" Lister said as he got the sentence.

"Lister just how much of a retard are you that it took you a whole 7 seconds to get the insult?" Rimmer asked sniggering.

"At least I'm not a smeghead." Lister through back.

"Right – That is it!" Rimmer yelled, making for Rimmer's guitar.

"Hey – Back off you little freak!" Lister yelled dropping the game pad and grabbing his guitar just before Rimmer.

"Little?" Hattie asked, giggling.

"Hey, I saw it in a movie on a classic channel once." Lister defended, hugging his guitar to him.

"Riiiight." Hattie and Rimmer echoed.

"Speaking of which can we change the channel now?" Hattie asked as a small gap.

"Ah." Lister replied.

"What do you mean 'Ah'?"

"Ah – it's a sound you make." Lister replied.

"What did you do?" Howard asked sighing.

"Nothing, I just, in the course of setting the Playstation up… Lost the TV remote." Lister said dashing to his room and shutting the door…