"I despise this." Lawg muttered as Menace landed the ship in the moon crater.
"Well get over it," Duffy scolded. "We don't have any friends and Greg is...kinda like a friend or something. He said to drop by any time if we need anything, and yes I know he said that because Izzy made him say it, but the offer is still legit and we have zero fuel and no money left after you dicked up that last thing. We just need to refuel and gather as much food as possible before you do something that makes Greg want to kill you again...not that he ever did or anything." Duffy muttered as the airlock wall, roughly big enough to pass a battleship through, opened smoothly.
"Hey, Greg!" she smiled
"Hey, dipshits! Greg announced, stepping out of a bustling hotel lobby.
"Are we really just known as the dipshits?" Marley asked.
"Well, collectively, yea. It's more of a playful team name, Lawg being your mascot, and a solid dipshit himself."
"Well, fart...that actually kinda makes sense. So, I see you've built an island inside of your moon. Pretty great. Got roads and a nice sunny day somehow inside a moon. Not gonna question that." Marley nodded.
"You'd be amazed what is real and what is holographic. Nobody even questions it." he smiled. Duffy looked around and noticed people in the distance.
"Are those humans?" she asked.
"Oh yea, we officially labeled this as a human habitat so we can write it off on the taxes. Turns out there are small human populations of rich people who will live anywhere as long as it vaguely resembles L.A. and you tell them it's super expensive."
"So how did you build an ocean, and how did you do it in a few weeks?" she asked.
"Don't worry about it. Alien technology." He scoffed.
"So the people..." Duff said looking stern. "They just food or...?"
"Wow, I'm insulted." Greg sighed.
"But you are eating people." she added.
"I mean, it's an option. I don't want to have to build prisons, and eventually someone is gonna need ridding of." he justified. "Not my fault if they happen to be tasty."
"This moon was literally a prison colony. Why didn't you just keep the colony? What happened to the old colony?"
"Okay, no more Duffy time, today. You're asking questions that make too much sense for this mood, and it's bringing me down. Have a margarita." he said walking to something resembling a microwave and just producing a margarita.
"One last question, and I'll shut up." she sighed.
"Fair deal." he said, handing her the beverage.
"Where's Team Izzy? Is/are they/she around here somewhere?" asked Duffy.
"Oh, Izzy moved out weeks ago. Made her a cozier home that doesn't have so much traffic." he shrugged.
"Oh damn, bro. You guys broke up? That sucks." Marley sighed.
"Oh, no we're still together. I'm learning to pilot with some modifications, so we're still a thing, we're just a thing somewhere else while this me is a thing here, not with Izzy. She has her own little home away from me, and this me has a home away from us." he explained.
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Dipshits in Space: Season 6
Science Fiction...you even reading these things still? I mean at this point if you liked the other 5, you're gonna like this one, and if you didn't like the first 5, then why are you here? This is just silly. I don't have to tell you this season has the greatest r...
