Fic: Cleanup, Part 2. PG.

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The second bit.

This is the nuttiest plan I've heard all week.

Crit is always good. Written for fanfic100. Little Damn Table.

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[zekkass.livejournal.com]

The cockroaches made sure that no humans remained.

So the ants did take over, as Rimmer predicted in Season I? Dude. Cool.

Rather, it was not surprising that he sneered, but that he sat on the table.

...Why does this image haunt me? Mmm. Guh.

"That wasn't A, either," Rimmer said, peeking around Lister, "but it did seem to work."

Pfft. My lord. *falls over laughing*

"Yeh taste like toothpaste,"

This entire scene was adorable. I'm still curious as to what those sex aid chips do.

Lister sighed and turned back to the bottle of turps. At least it had gotten the mustache off.

And bam. Bitter ending. Awww. Poor Lister. Poor Rimmer. Have 'em shag tomorrow night?

I liked this. :)

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

Oh, I was just trying to get the mental image of Rimmer playing with a knobby thing that he thinks it's a weapon, but it turns out to be a dildo... purile, I know.

I wanted the end to segue decently into Out Of Time. I'm weird, but I think that Morale Officer scene was very slashy. Rimmer dwells on Lister - and Lister loses it, laughing. The whole tenor of the scene, to me, was a closeness that is just close to the point of abrasion...