Man boobs and Mars bars

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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"
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Who: Canazza, Timmy, Elwood, KBB
Where: The derelict Starbug
When: Some 12 hours after Canazza boarded.
The newly rebuilt Elwood was running the final checks on the vital systems,
Canazza was nervously checking his air. 3 minutes left.
"Elwood, hurry up and check if the Life support systems are on,"
"Why don't you do it?" He asked, then looked at the bulky Environment suit he was wearing, and the inch thick fingers on it, "never mind" - Elwood skuttered over to the control panel and checked it, "We are at normal pressure"
Canazza removed his helmet, he felt quite dizzy, "What the hell, why do I feel drunk?"
"We only have a 10% oxygen 90% Nitrogen mix, it'll be a few minutes before we get to 20/80 mix"
4 of the past 12 hours had been taken up with repairing the maintenance droid aboard the security ship, the other 8 were taken up with Elwood fixing hull breaches and fixing life support on the droid's vessel, obviously, Canazza should have spent more time fixing the droid, then he might have gotten warning beforehand.
Finally the mix was back to normal,
"I'm not going to get a hangover from that am I?" Canazza Queried
"No," Elwood replied,
"Hey, Canazza," Timmy called in from the cockpit, "We're getting a message from the security vessel"
"Put it through in here," Canazza removed the rest of the suit and accessed the com panel, The pilot flashed on the screen,
"The security here have decided to let you go"
"Oh," Canazza was puzzled, only the day before they figured he was a danger to others, "Why?"
"They can't stand the sight of you any more, with your un-toned muscles and man boobs"
"I don't have man boobs!" Canazza protested, then looked down, "Well, maybe little ones,"
A security officer, who was obviously eaves dropping, butted in, "And don't get me started on his haircut, Never heard of a Crew cut?"
"Thanks" Canazza spat, and flicked off the com, he turned to Timmy at the controls, "Do we have thrusters?"
"yeh, surprisingly, they're on the back of the ship" Timmy pointed astern, and by way of answering Canazza ACTUAL question he stuck them on full throttle sending Canazza flying backwards into the scanner table.
KBB, who was minding his own business reading a book that was propped on a ledge for him, also went flying backwards and toppled over to the ground and started rolling towards Elwood, who opened his claws to catch him and also went flying backwards.
They stopped with a squish when they collided with Canazza's stomach.
"Nice soft landing," Elwood chirped
"Next time," KBB yelled towards Timmy, "Give us warning before you do that"
"hey," Elwood noticed Canazza still lying down, "I think he's dead"
Timmy rushed into midsection, "Bugger, Now who will I annoy and torment" he looked towards KBB, then towards Canazza, his chest was moving up and down, "It's okay, he's still breathing"
Timmy wandered around to Canazza's front and kicked him in the crotch, he didn't stir
"Unconscious anyway,"
"Umm, Timmy," Elwood looked nervous (well, nervous for a droid with no real face anyway) "Who's flying the ship?"
"Oh dear," Timmy rushed back into the cockpit, "Okay" Timmy warned, "I'm going to have to slow us down quite fast"
Elwood hooked KBB to a gantry-support and held on to it too. The ship quickly decelerated and Canazza's limp body slithered back towards the wall.
The ship stopped, Canazza's nose was a centimetre from the wall, he stirred
"What happened?" he sat up against the wall, he could feel a strange pain in his groin
"You were unconscious" Said Elwood
"Timmy did some stunts," KBB shouted angrily towards the cockpit
Canazza got to his feet and went into the cockpit, they were along side another starbug, almost touching.
"Did we just dock with another ship?" Canazza asked
"Nope, but i'm sure it wouldn't hurt to trade some supplies" Timmy hopped out of the chair and turned to a hidden compartment in the wall, he pulled out a bottle of brown liquid, "Brewed it myself," he explained
"You made your own liquor? That's highly illegal"
"So, I'm sure someone on that crate would want to trade..."
"For one bottle?"
"I have far more stored in the engine room, that's my own supply" he offered the bottle to Canazza, he sipped
"mmm, what's it made from"
"Some of the old rations i found in storage" Canazza took another sip, Timmy sat back in the chair and began docking procedures, "nothing like the vacuum of space to preserve old turnips and mars bars"
"Oh..." he swallowed, "It's nice, got a bit of a kick to it too" The ships docked, Canazza turned to the ident details of the starbug they were docked with, "Wow, i'm surprised we're didn't collide during docking"
"Why?" Timmy asked,
"That's Dean's Starbug"Name: Dave Canazza
Status: Anyone for a Brewski?