Pancake getting leathered

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Justin looked at his feet and walked slowly and sadly out of the
Mollopod Mansion House. He wasn't quite sure where it had all gone wrong.
After he had left, the Mollopod Mayor stood alone in his dining room.
A small knocking came from a door at the far side of the room, which
had the words "Affaeren Historien Spin Voll" written on it.
"Come in" He called.
A fat Human man walked out, he looked out of place in this Mollopod's
home. "Is he ready yet?" The man asked.
The Mollopod shook his head. "I don't think so".
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Who: Justin Pancake
Where: A bar, Mollopod Kingdom of Little Cheftonia
When: After Justin left the Mansion
Justin sat on a stool in the Mollopod bar. He was the only human in
the place, and probably the only Human that some of these people had
ever seen in the flesh (and not on a dinner plate).
"Another drink pleeesh barman." Justin asked the fat Mollopod in a
waistcoat who was serving drinks.
"Are you sure buddy?" Asked the barman. "look... I don't want to see
you get really really drunk, then fall down and go to sleep. Do you
know what will happen then?"
"I'll be sick and have a hangover?"
"No. Someone will scoop you up off the floor and eat you. Humans are
really really tasty."
"Even ones full of alcohol? (hic)"
"Especially Humans full of alcohol! Have you never had steak and ale
pie, or had anything in a white wine sauce?"
Justin rolled his eyes. "Just another one. Pleash?".
The barman poured him half a beer. "So what is wrong with you anyway?
Are all Humans as depressed as you are?"
"Not all of them."
"So what's up?"
Justin shrugged. "Just life. It's weird." He paused, and then started
his story. "I've often wondered if I had a ...destiny. And I'm
realising that this destiny might not be what I imagined."
"It never is mate. Do you think I always dreamed of running a bar? I
wanted to be a world famous wrestler."
"Oh. But thing is... there was this other version of me. Who worked
for the enemy. And I'm not sure if that's what I should do?"
The barman shrugged. "Goodie, baddie, we all have to make our minds
up. What's made you start thinking like this?"
"Well... there's this guy. A head of a very big intergalactic
organisation."
"William Eckerslike?"
"No. Well yes. But no. Okay imagine.... hypothetically it's William
Eckerslike." Justin said.
"Right. Hypothetically."
"And he wants me to start doing something for him."
"Right."
"But it's something...nefarious."
"Okay, but what has he asked you to do?"
"Nothing yet. But I have this feeling. Just a feeling that I'm going
to start doing something I regret."
"Have you done anything you regret yet?"
"I knocked my boss out in the toilets once and tried to deliver him to
the evil Hymenoptera."
The barman shrugged. "We all make that mistake."
Justin grinned and downed his drink. "Another barman!"
The barman rolled his eyes and poured him another.
Later that evening, Justin Pancake stumbled out of the bar and into
his parked Starbug, where he started the engine and flew wobbly along
the landscape of the planet, in an attempt to find the rest of the
Blue Dwarf crew.
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After he had left, a fat Human man walked out of a door at the far
side of the room, which
had the words "Ahelearen Frisol Finn Pivots " written on it.
"Is he ready yet?" The man asked.
The Mollopod barman shook his head. "Not quite".
<To be continued, or tag if you want to meet a pissed up Justin>