**ACTION** Sausage Rolls, No Booze, and a 6'10" woman!?
"Oh sorry, I was just talking about the needle. There we go, its going in now."4 miles away in the mining section of the ship, Keith Wirrals was certain he could hear Dean scream.
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"OW!OW! OWWEEOWOWOWOWWW!" Dean leapt around medibay, clutching his left buttock, "OW!" he concluded. Then, "Well, now what?"
"Now we wait." said Jasmine, picking up the cup of coffee that had nearly killed the Phoenix crew, and drinking some more...
Dean raised an eyebrow. "Any thoughts on how to pass the time?"
"No Dean, I'm not shagging you when you've got half the crew inside of you. What if they end up in the wrong place when your brain is sucked down into your pants?"
"Ah." Dean sighed, hummed a little tune, then said "fancy a drink?"
"No booze when they're inside of you."
"SMEG! NO BOOZE!?" Dean was once more in agony at the thought. "Well, I guess it's time for lunch then."
Jasmine thought, then nodded, and the pair wandered, hand in hand, off to find a food dispenser.
<MEANWHILE, ABOARD THE PHOENIX>
<SNIP>
"I still don't think this will work y'know! But..its..too..late.." he trialed off as the white blood cell dissolved on the surface of the viewscreen and a green liquid filled the view in its place, Jay pulled up again and levelled off, setting the craft to hover above the surface of the pool of acid.
"OK!" he said, turning his chair to face the group, "Now does anyone here have a SMEGGING clue what were doing?!"
<END SNIP>
Suddenly a splash sounded outside the cabin. "What was THAT?" yelled Jay, craning round.
"A whale!" yelled the drunk Johnny, "A ruddy great whale is coming to eat us!!" he wailed slowly, before falling asleep in a pool of beer.
"A whale in Dean's stomach?"
Another splash sounded outside.
"Thar she blows!"
The splashes started becoming more frequent, until it was a cacophony of splashing and gurgling.
"It's raining sausage roll!" yelled Phil looking out of the viewscreen.
"Jay?" Seymour shouted over the noise, "Get us out before..." <CLUNK>
The lights flickered but remained. Unfortunately the power of the falling meat and propelled them under the level of acid, now happily gurgling.
"I have no idea which way is up!!!" Jay shouted, attempting to fly out of the gunk.
<MEANWHILE - BACK IN "REALITY" - ABOARD THE MARINE SHIP S.E. KILLEM>
"Very good...prepare for Ludicrous Speed and ram them..."
"Ludicrous Speed sir? Last time we tried that everthing went tarten for a week..."
"Very well...just ram them."
<BACK ON THE BLUE DWARF>
<THUD>
<CRASH>
<SCREAM>
"WHAT ON IO WAS THAT?" Dean yelled, tomato ketchup, sausage and roll all over his face.
"I think we've just been hit by a meteor or something."
"Who's meant to be piloting this heap of junk?"
"Efof." said Jasmine.
"Hang on, how come you in medical know before we do in piloting."
"If your driving we have to prepare the medibay for a large number of casualties."
Suddenly, a marine appeared in the doorway, holding a tracking device.
"You two! Hold it!" He moved right upto them and held the scanner up to first Jasmine, then Dean.
"You!" he pointed his gun at Dean, "Down the floor, hands on your head. You? SCRAM!" Then he talked into his collar mic, "Sir, we've got her."
"Got her?" said Dean from the floor, "I think I'm fairly obviously a man. You don't frequently get 6'10" tall women with genitalia!"
"Shut it! Think you could fool us? Think an operation would stop us? You're going down. For a long time little lady."
"Look, I'm not a lady, and I'm defintely not little. Has the IQ of Earth gone down the toilet or something, OW!"
The marine kicked Dean. Just then, MP shot out of the duct and started wrestling with the marine...
Dean "I'm definitely not a woman" Thomas