Special brownies

Brett was in the kitchen.

This usually was not a sentence that seemed out of place or particularly strange, but this was the first time in 3 million years that he had actually been in a kitchen. Furthermore he was here alone. Brett took a deep breath then began crying uncontrollably. He couldn't get Penny out of his head. He knows that after so many years he should be over her, but in his mind it's been barely a week since they were separated during the Blue Dwarf's quarantine & lock down from the Cadmium II radiation leak.

The memory was still fresh of the final blastdoor slamming down between them, him on the side with an accessible stasis chamber, her with not. All because he wanted to finish the smegging captain's CAKE! If they had just left when she urged him to, they both would have made it.

He swept the counter in front of him clear of cooking utensils and bowls, they clattered to the floor with much clanging and racket. He collapsed on the floor, back leaning against the counter, a hand on his forehead. He took off his holo specs and gazed ahead. Now what was he about to do? About to make a damned cake again, why did he mention a cake earlier? The last thing he wanted to do was make one, but the others got so caught up in the plan to drug these lizards into submission that before he knew it, he was volunteered to bake.

"Well, no more Mr. Nice Chef. If they want me to make a delicious repository filled with drugs I'm going to need something from them first. Holly, get the captain on the horn."

"The wot?"

"Get him on speaker."

A few seconds passed then Jay's voice said, "Yo Brett, what's up man? How's the cake coming?"

"It's not, Sir." Well, he couldn't bring himself to be rude with the man, that was just unprofessional.

"Come again? Everything alright? I had the skutters bring you up all the cake-y things right?"

"Yes Sir, they are up here, the ingredients fully enlarged again. But I have a requ-" Don't wuss out Brett. "A demand."

"Demand?"

"Yes, Sir. I demand you bring back Assistant Chef Penny Purdi as a hologram."

<tag> Chris. I have no idea how many holograms our Holly can generate, or if there are any crew members already being generated.

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