A/N: Sorry I haven't updated this is a while, I've been busy with a Rimmer/Kochansky fic! ;D
Lister, buried under several blankets and huddled in his seat in the cockpit, glanced at Rimmer who was standing nearby, looking at the scanner report screen. The hologram returned his glance and said impassively, "If you were down there helping Kryten, the back-up would be on a lot quicker and it would start warming up in here,"
"For once, I'm agreeing with Molecule Mind over here," Cat said, shivering in his seat under several layers of flashy clothing, each suited to the other.
"I want to," Lister replied, speaking more to the Cat because Rimmer was ignoring him, "But I'm too smegging cold to move!"
"More like too smegging lazy…" Rimmer said under his breath.
"What?" Lister glowered, "Why don't you go down and 'elp 'im?"
Rimmer arched an eyebrow, "What use will I be? I'll be as much help as wisp in a tornado,"
"Alright Dudes?" Holly asked, appearing on the screen, "Power'll be back on in a mo,"
"Why'd it have to be a freezing cold, ice laden frost bitten place? Why not a really hot one? At least then we could have sunbathed!" Cat sulked.
"Never mind. At least you can go out and write you name in the snow if you don't mind getting frostbite in a rather unpleasant place," Holly said.
Rimmer sighed.
"Now, I came to ask you if you wanted the bad news or the really bad news," Holly carried on, making a serious face.
Lister screwed his face up, "The really bad news Hol, get it outta the way,"
"Alright, here it comes; the really bad news is that there is actually no bad news, it's all really bad news. The other really bad news is that some parts have fallen off Starbug,"
"What parts are there to have fallen off of Starbug that haven't done so already?" Rimmer enquired, hands on his hips.
"Well," Holly said, "Put it this way; the next things that fall off, if anything else, will be you lot falling out, along with the cockpit and the midsection. It's an insurance right-off I tell you, definitely wouldn't pass its MOT,"
Rimmer made a face, "Isn't life smegging great…"
"Don't you mean isn't dea-" Lister shut himself up, deciding that it wasn't an appropriate remark to make in his current situation with Rimmer.
He was going to launch into an apology, but a soft mechanical whirring noise stopped him, and he turned to see Kryten.
"There," The droid said, pleased, "That's the emergency back-up sorted,"
And when Lister turned back to look at Rimmer, he was looking at Kryten, giving him one of the looks that Lister had learned to read: 'smug gimboid'
"Now it's warming up," Cat said, "I can get my beauty sleep! Of course, I'm so beautiful that I couldn't look any better, but I still need to sleep!"