Debo and Friends: Fuck off back to your own planet

Sonja woke up at an apartment. Not knowing what to look at. Not knowing where to go. She felt horrible. Hangover. She lied on her side. She turned over on the side. Looked up into the light blue Ceiling. The noise of the inter-station trains were heard outside the window.
A bottle beside her. Yet another night. Yet another surprising survival. She then registers she are not at her usual waking spot but rather somewhere tidy. She gets out. She gotta run to the toilet. She runs towards the first door and slams it open. Its a bahtroom. She runs over and vomits. Vomits and vomits. Her long red hair hanging down on the side.

Dean sits in front of his computer. He’s a human. Quite smart. Hacker. But right now he’s just watching silly cat videos on the snet(station-net) and are hearing running. Slamming and vomiting. ‘’Awake ...Finally’’ he thinks to himself.

Sonja raises up. Looks around. She must be at Dean’s apartment since all her makeup are here. If not whoever are here, must have good taste in makeup. And wine. From the wine-bottle standing by the sink on a shelf. She takes the bottle. Drinks. Grabs a hair-brush and starts brushing her hair as she walks out of the bathroom to find herself in Dean and her’s apartment. ‘’Morning’’she says but Dean does not answer.

So she walks across the small but well-kept apartment, and leans over his shoulder and looks at his screen ‘’watta lookin’ at?’’ she asks to which he replies irritated’’video-clip from the bar where I picked you up at. ‘’ and she looks too. While drinking more of the wine she found.

SONJA stands at a bar. A crowded bar. Full of aliens and half-breeds. She are sitting on a big orc’s lap kissing him. While he orders alcohol. He seems to be carrying a gun. Sonja then runs over to dance with someone after he seems to not want to move. There she dances with a drunk human. Before dancing around with different creatures. Sitting on peoples laps and wanishing outside where she have a drunk race with someone.

She then comes in. Laughing. Ordering more booze, the barkeep gets her the booze and she are then at another table.Where someone suddenly shows up. A plant-creature, he are not amused by Sonja’s show of fire-magic, and the two starts an argument that have to be split up. That’s around when someone calls and after about 20 minutes of Sonja and the grass-man arguing. Dean shows up. Grabs her and gets kisses and hugs and is dragged out of the bar.

’’Are you seeing this? WHO was that orc?’’ he asks irritated. To which Sonja shrugs ‘’No bloody clue. Me guesss me were having fun’’  to which Dean replies ‘’He works for one Jacob Hyde’’ to which Sonja tilts her head ‘’the reverse-guy?’’ to which Dean replies ‘’YES SONJA. THE ‘REVERSE-GUY’ who got his own FUCKING ARMY’’ to this Sonja says ‘’oh...shit...’’
this makes Dean irritated. He loves his friends and don’t want them to be hurt. But Sonja makes that very hard on him, he uses his electro-magi to lit a lamp by the couch Sonja walks over towards. Slumps down there and continues on her wine. Another morning. Another day. Wait what? DAY!? GOTTA GET GOING TO WORK.

Sonja jumps off of the couch. And says ‘*SHIT SHIT SHIT’’as she panicks and runs to the bathroom. Drinks more wine to calm down. Puts on her makeup as fast as she can.  Brushes her teeth. Grabs her work uniform out of the dryer, sticks it in a backpack which is packed with her survival gear. And runs oout of the apartment. Down the stairs. The elevator’s always busy. Nearly runs down a few people. There’s a bunch of school students at the bus-stop. She runs over to there, and gets on the bus. Pays her ticket. But its full so she have to stand. Hangover. And horrible.

She gets to the Inn she works at. Runs in nearly running some people over. Runs over to the toilet. Changes into her work uniform. Then runs over, nearly hitting another waitress but somehow avoids her falling shouts ‘’SORRY’’ and runs and runs. The waitress shouts ‘’FCUKING DRUNK!!’’ and Sonja runs over, clocks her card in by grabbing it from the box beside the clock. And then into the machine. Then puts it into the box that says ‘’in’’. And then gets to the lunch room. Throws her backpack at her usual seat. Then hurries over to behind the counter. Breathing heavy.

’’you reek of alcohol when you breathe...’’ the head-waiter says. And Sonja nods and says ‘’sorry....just...hard last night’’ to which he replies ‘’tuesday?’’ to which Sonja replies ‘’yes fucking last Tuesday....gonna take some of that fancy gumgum to get the breath away. Allright?’’ to which the bar-boss scoffs and walks to fix some paper-work. Writing her as ‘’here’’ but comments ‘’hangover’’ and Sonja sighs and starts taking orders.

Suddenly she sees a weird order. A bottle of ‘’FUCKING SPACE RUM’’ with yorkshire pudding and its scrabbled on the side ‘’ITS NOT FUCKING BREAD’’ and something about a ‘’brittish breakfast’’ whatever that is. But she just sends the order to the kitchen.
Then out comes a bottle and two pints.on a serving tray. Along with yorkshire pudding and a plate of bacon, sausages, fried toast, beans, tomato, chips, bread and butter,

she walks over to what looks like an irish space-pirate, and puts the tray down. He looks over at her. Looks at the food then says ‘’what the fuck is this? Fuck off back to your own planet with this rum. I want orange juice with alcohol in it’’ to which Sonja replies ‘’uh....ok then’’
and then jjust sighs. And takes the rum-bottle with her only to get a slap on the ass. She turns around and sees he’s just eating away. She sighs, and heads around the bar. Grabs  orange juice and vodka. And mixes the two. Then walks back to him and puts the glass down and says ‘’here you go, sir. Orange juice with alcohol’’ and he nods, drinks from the glass and says ‘’bring me more then, ‘’ and She sighs and heads over to get more and he shouts ‘’A PITCHER OF IT’’ and she nods and fills a pitcher, and walks over and puts the pitcher down. Then he says ‘’Now Had fun yesterday?’’ he asks. To whcih Sonja raises a brow and he says ‘’you Sure looked like you had fun’’ to which she shakes her head and heads back behind the counter to serve out food and alcohol for more people.


But just then Nate, a blue space-man with black stripes sat there eating his breakfast, looking over at the human pirate with the most human breakfast he had ever seen in his life and said ‘’That’s fucking human’’ to which Ryan replies ‘’FUCK OFF YOU STRIPY BLUE CUNT BEFORE I BUTTFUCK EVERYONE YOU LOVE FOR THE BANTER’’
to this Nate just shrugs and goes back to his own food. Finding the human too human for him.

Branson somehow and Harmon sits eating too.  Everything is calm and nice. Until Ryan McCracken’s rival. Josh BUGGY JAMES enters the tavern. With full on space-pirate costume. And being a Kresjna. A birdman with a big red beak. Two arms and feathery wings.

James walks over and says ‘’Oy, wench. Bring me schlorsn with f Rølp and a pint of some Rusjna-beer. And Sonja writes it down. And says ‘’of course...’’ and he says ‘’i pay now. Cash’’ and puts money on the counter and Sonja starts counting.

But just then Josh buggy sees his arch rival, sitting there eating his FUCKING human food and says ‘’What kind of bread are you eating?’’ to which Ryan says ‘’it’s not bread. ITS A FUCKING PUDDING you clown-fuckoff’’ to which Josh buffy replies ‘’HAAH. THAT’S BREAD YE MONKEY-FUCKER’’ and Ryan raises up. And just then  Josh Buggy grabs his sword. And Ryan and Josh starts a sword-fight. And Sonja sighs and shouts ‘’OY! NO FIGHTING IN THE TAVERN’’ and they bouth shouts in unison ‘’FUCKOFF BACK TO YOUR OWN PLANET’’ then they look at eachother and shouts ‘*STOP COPYING ME’’ and then they continues their swordfight.

Then after they been figthing for about 10 minutes ryan shouts ‘’YOU FUCKING CUNT! I’M GOING TO FUCKING  CHALLENGE YOU TO A DUEL YE BIRDBRAINED OSTRICH-FUCKER’’ to which he replies fairly prideful. ‘*VERY WELL. What are the moneky challening me to?’’ to whch Ryan replies ‘’To eat some cheeky nandos’’
To which Josh Buggy replies ‘’I’M IN’’ and Ryan orders up. And Sonja which just finnished Josh Buggy Jame’s food holds in hand a tray with exactly what Ryan were eating. Except in the alien form of an alien. With its own yorkshire pudding. Just called Rølp-pudding.

And She sighs and says ‘’now?’’ to whihc Ryan shouts ‘’FUCKING NOW’’ and Sonja puts the tray down on an empty table and orders again. Then says ‘’I will deliver it soon’’

Ryan and Buggy James walks over to the bar and Ryan says ‘’I want some FUCKING SPACE RUM’’ and Sonja replies ‘’me aint deaf’’ to which Ryan replies ‘’But the other barkeep was. ‘’and Sonja pours up some rum and says ‘’here is some FUCKING space rum’’ and Buggy James says ‘’me want some too’’ and she pours to him. And they drink and starts insulting each-other.

THEN WHEN THE FOOD CAME: and it was chicken. The Birdman. Buggy james shouts ‘’I’m NOT EATING FUCKING BIRD: I AM NOT A CANNIBAL. YOU FUCKING BRUTE’’ to which Ryan replies ‘’FUCK OFF BACK TO YOUR OWN PLANET BEFORE I TURN YER CHEEKY CUNT INTO CHEEKY NANDOS’’ to which Buggy James says ‘’Fuck off back to your own planet’’ and walks away for only to have Ryan screaming ‘*THAT’S MY FUCKING LINE YOU BIRD-BRAINED DEAD-WINGED CUNTRAG’’ to which  Buggy turns around and shouts ‘*THEN LETS SEE WHO EATS THEIR FOOD UP FIRST. YES!?’’ and this Ryan replies ‘’FUCK YES’’ and they go to sit at Ryan’s table. Eating their food. The rølp-pudding and the yorkshiire pudding goes down. Along with everything else. They finnish at the same time.

They glare at each other until they both have to run to get to their ships. Another morning at work for Sonja. She are just happy the two noisy bastards left so she can be hangover in relative peace.