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reddwarfslash2012-01-31 02:03 am
When We Met, Chapter 2
Pairing: Eventual Ace/Spanners
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techh_ism and my gfChapters: 2 of 15?
Rating: G, eventual R
Summery: Before Ace went Dimension hopping he met a young scouser. One meeting changed their lives forever.
Disclaimer: Red Dwarf isn't mine, and Ace and Spanners are sadly the property of Grant Naylor.
Lister didn’t see Ace again for over two years. They met again in the same skate park when Ace was on planet leave from the Space Academy. It wasn’t planned or anything, but one day as Lister was skating with his friends again he spotted Ace standing at the entrance to the park, watching them him? skate.
Lister skated up to him. Arnold, or rather Ace, hadn’t grown much in the two years. He still towered over Lister. His hair was shorter, and he now wore the Space Cadet uniform. It was shocking how well it suited him.
“Hey, man. Long time no see.” Lister said, wondering if Ace even remembered him.
A grin broke on Ace’s face, “Davey-boy. How’re you?”
“Same ol’, same ol’. You?”
“I’m just dandy. Just decided to drop by for a visit.”
“Two years not a werd, an’ ya show up out of tha blue.”
“Just my style, Skipper.”
Lister laughed, “Ya busy, man?”
“Not at all. I’m on planet leave for a full week. Do you have something in mind?”
“Yea,” Lister turned to his still skating friends, “I’ll see ya lot tomorrow!” he called and picked up his skateboard.
“Don’t get killed or molested!” One of them called. Lister flipped him off, then motioned for Ace to follow him.
“You’ve got caring friends.” Ace said, looking back towards the skate park.
“They’re a bunch of smegheads.” Lister replied, “Mind if we stop by my place so I can drop off me board?”
“Not at all. Lead the way.”
Lister wondered if it was a good idea to show this man where he lived, but the thought died as soon as it started. Ace wasn’t from his neighborhood; he had no reason to rob Lister or the orphanage he stayed at. They walked up to the dark orphanage, Lister glancing at Ace’s face for a reaction, but his face remained calm as he admired the surroundings.
“Wait ‘ere.” Lister said at the entrance doors. Ace nodded, and Lister ran in, dropping his skateboard under his bunk before anyone saw him, then made a mad dash for the doors. When he got outside he was slightly out of breath. “Let’s go.”
“So, where are we going?” Ace asked glancing at Lister as they walked.
“There’s a lame fair in town, thought I’d pay ya back fer tha food ya bought me last time.”
“If my memory serves me correctly, I was paying you back.”
“Well, now I’m paying ya back.”
Ace didn’t continue to question him, and they walked to the fair in a pleasant silence.
The fair ended up being dull, but Lister got to know Ace better, which is what he wanted. “I love being in the Corps. Or I will be when my training is done.” Ace was telling him as they sat at a picnic bench.
“How much longer d’ya got?”
“Two more years. I’m thinking of becoming a test pilot.”
“Is tha’ dangerous?” Lister asked, sucking on the straw of his soda.
“It can be, if I mess up or if the engineers mess up.”
“Maybe ya just need ter make friends with the engineers.”
“That would certainly help. So, what about you, Dave?”
“What about me?”
“Any plans to get out of here?”
Lister didn’t meet Ace’s eyes. “Not as of yet. I jus’ dunno wa’ ter do ter get outta ‘ere.”
“You can join the Corps.”
“Tryin’ ter recuit me, Ace?”
Ace laughed, “Not the plan, just throwing out an idea. What do you enjoy doing?”
Lister felt his cheeks flush as his mind fell to the gutter; he cleared his throat “I kinda like fixin’ things.”
“Why not be a mechanic?”
“Ya need a degree ter do that. I’m not even in school. Gran, before she died, got me expelled by headbutting my headmaster fer putting me last in French.”
Ace sipped his soda, “Doesn’t mean you’re a lost cause, Dave. I can talk to a mate of mine who can teach you.”
“I’m not a charity case, Ace.” Lister glared.
“Oh I never thought of you as one. My thinking was you become my mechanic when I become a test pilot and pay me back that way.”
Lister’s eyes widened, “You’re serious?”
“Of course, Davey-boy. But you’d need to promise me you’ll take your studies seriously.”
A wide grin formed on Lister’s face, “This isn’t some practical joke?”
“Nothing practical or a joke about it.”
Lister could have kissed him. He was getting out. He wasn’t going to die in this town. “I’ll do it.”
“Good. I’ll talk to my mate and send you a letter with his answer. Even if he disagrees, which he won’t as he owes me, I want you to study and practice and I’ll help you get to where you need to.”
“And becoming yer mechanic will be enough ter pay ya back?” Lister asked, wanting to make sure Ace didn’t have an ulterior motive.
“It’s enough for me, but you’re welcome to come up with other ways.”
“If I think of sumthin’ else I’ll tell ya.”
“I’ll hold you to that, Davey-boy.” Ace said with a small wink which made Lister blush.
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I'll try to update often but not too often since I still have 5-6 chapters to write.
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And who wouldn't develop a crush on Ace?