bum bum buum bum buuuuuuuuuum

"Phew glad that's over, talk about Barbie in a missile crisis", Alota sighed sinking even more into her chair. Alota decided to click on her messages, the ones that are left in your quarters whilst your on duty. She clicked a couple of buttons and that annoying voice of a women came up stating how many messages you had,
"You..Have..six...hundred..messages...message one <beep>
---Alota you are not to marry Jay try Keto he's much nicer---
----------------------------six hundred messages later--------------------
"Oh my lord I can't believe that I had six hundred messages, 599 from my mum and one from a person asking for a sardine pizza and coke, yuk". She was still sat in the comfy chair when her comm came into life again. She tapped a few buttons making sure she didn't accidentally replay her messages again,
"This is the Red Dwarf arggh prepare to be boarded"
"Whaaaaaa?!!!" Alota meeped then got on the console to White Wolf
"Sir" after getting no reply she decided to use the old fashioned method,
"Oi big furry sneezaholic" and she still got no reply. She thought of something else,
"Holly"
"What"
"Wheres WhiteWolf?"
"Pass"
"You mean your a computer with an IQ of quite a considerable number and you can't even locate a giant ball of fluff"
"Nope"
"Muppet", she sighed then putting on the cheesy voice, she spoke over the intercom
"Mr whitewolf could you please report to the drive room a situation has arisen".
 
 
<I really hope I haven't just completely fluffed this up *sigh* I'm depressed and I think I just dislocated my jaw>>