Title: Alternate
Pairing: Rimmer/holo!Lister (implied)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Red Dwarf, or any of the characters thereof. I make no money from this.
Spoilers: Ouroboros.
Notes: Just a drabble inspired by a work-in-progress. As always, please bring me concrit!
Maybe it was because it was just him and Kryten now, the Cat keeping mostly to himself, as always. Maybe Lister was just lonely. Missing Kris.
Why else would he be thinking of him?
At first, he could barely even remember the name. Sounded like a drain cleaner. Some kind of dirty metaphor. When the the name hit, so did the memories. Rimmer.
There was a face. Limbs; long and skinny. Expressive hands making rude gestures; nostrils. Rather a lot of those. A thick Ionian accent. A smile that really wasn't. Silly things to remember.
And yet he did.