'friends' reunited

Who: Canazza, Elwood, Timmy, KBB
Where: A starbug occupied by a division of BD security
When: The clocks say it's either 8am, 5pm or 13pm
Canazza lay on the cramped bunk in his 'quarters' - if you could call them that.
Having saved the crew from a near lethal attack of MP's underwear he thought that they'd have pardoned him from his crime and given him better quarters, but no, He was given more access to the ship, but he was still going to stand trial when they get to wherever they were going. In the mean time, he had to be escorted by a testosterone and steroid filled security guard at all times, who carried a rather nasty looking weapon, although, Canazza figured he didn't need it since he looked like he could kill him with his pinky.
Not only that but he had to sleep in what was basically a store cupboard converted into a makeshift brig.
"excuse me," he called to the guard outside the door,
"what is it?"
"I need to go to the toilet, Can you help me out of here?"
"Sure," The man grabbed Canazza by his waist and jerked so hard that they both went flying backwards
"Thanks," Canazza said, freeing himself from the mans grip and turning towards the latrine, security man in tow. He opened the door and stepped in, the guard made a move to follow, "hey, what do you think you're doing?"
"Guarding you, my orders are to keep an eye on you at all times"
"Even when i'm on the can?"
"yep"
Canazza groaned a groan of submission, "Fine, just don't look too low"
a couple of minutes later Canazza exited, his face red with embarrassment.
The guard had looked too low, and proceeded to burst out laughing.
Obviously Canazza protested, claiming it wasn't always like that, only when he was nervous.
He was saved from further embarrassment when one of the ex-waiters from Parrots came running down the corridor.
"Sir, the pilot needs your help"
"My help?" Canazza was puzzled, he had little or no flight experience prior to this, and he only got the most basic flight training, he then remembered the guard and proceeded to the cockpit, guard still in tow.
He entered the cockpit, the viewscreen showed another starbug, a bit of a wreck, viewscreen was shattered.
"I doubt that has any life on it" Canazza stated.
"Actually," said the pilot, "We received a distress call a few hours ago, we turned the ship around to investigate it, we found this."
"So why do you want me?"
"i want you to go onto it, find out what's there"
"why me, why not a security guard?"
"You're the most expendable member of the crew."
"I'm an engineer, with a level 9 rating, i'm not expendable, what about the waiters?"
"We need them to cook for us," the pilot paused, "Okay, okay, it's because we don't really like you,"
"Well, atleast you're being honest..." Canazza turned and headed for the airlock, then stopped at the doorway, "I do get an environment suit don't i?"
"Yes, sadly" said the pilot
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Canazza JP'ed over to the derelict vessel, it's airlock wasn't functioning, there were huge tears in the hull and massive black scorch marks, looks like it was close to a massive explosion.
He grabbed the airlock handle and it crumpled into dust, along with the rest of the door.
"Canazza, this is Starbug, how goes the operation?"
"It's going well, the ship crumbles to the touch."
He walked into the pitch black mid-section, he shone his torch around, all he could see was a hat-stand, some skutter parts, nothing much else really.
Canazza let out a scream worthy of the exorcist as something hit his leg. He shone his torch at his feet to see something about 2ft tall attacking him, it was strangely familiar, he twigged, and his existence got marginally worse.
"Timmy?" he called, futilely because there was no air, so the sound wouldn't travel. he adjusted his radio to match Timmy's frequency and repeated
"Oh, it's you," the robot said, running over to a wall panel and turning the lights back on.
"I thought you were killed in the explosion"
"We escaped, no thanks to you"
"Me?"
"You wandered out of that bar and left me alone"
"Oh yeah, but you're still alive"
"Thanks to those guys" he pointed towards the hat-stand and the pile of skutter bits
Canazza noticed something strange about the hat-stand, it had a brain in it
"Weird Hat stand" Canazza said,
"that's no hat stand, that's Keto..."
"Oh..." was all that canazza could think of, "And the skutter bits,"
"the skutter bits" the head said, " the skutter BITS"
"Oh" was all he could think of again
"I'm Elwood, I just had a nasty accident is all"
"I'm sure I could fix you up, I do have a level 9 engineering rating." Canazza boasted
"Pfft," Elwood scoffed, "All that means is you're qualified to clean out intake valves"
"I built Timmy remember" Canazza walked over to Elwood and put the parts in a box, "I'm going to take him back over and fix him, he'll be able to help us get this ship spaceworthy again"Name: Dave Canazza
Status: Big shot level 9 engineering rating