Biltong became enraged by the lies of Sean Murray told about NMS. Then again he shouldn't be surprised. When he and Sean were together Sean lied about just about everything. Biltong chundered again.
He remembered the lies well; the forgotten payments to British Gas, the long and lonely nights when Sean would return covered in milk and honey and claim short term memory loss, the time his dog Pickles had disappeared, the Wheat Crunchies debacle...
Then he closed his eyes, smiled and floated serenely up into the sky.
When he opened his eyes the world below reminded him of toys scattered across a patchwork blanket. He continued to rise, passing through vast and impossibly gorgeous clouds before shaking the shackles of the atmosphere.
He smiled again as he rose into the sickly pink universe, a huge grin of pure joy.
Suddenly he chundered. Chunks of vomit spiralled slowly from his mouth, glinting in the light from eighteen quintillion planets, the rainbow trail of illuminated sputum lighting his way through the cosmos.
Biltong drifted aimlessly in his starship as he pondered the chunder dripping down the console. This would need a full valet service he thought dejectedly. His chunder had a sharp,bitter but not altogether unpleasant smell. It made his eyes water .
Fuck the valet he would just buy another ship. One with more slots. Biltong loved slots. The bigger the better too. He sighed contentedly as he thought about ramming a cavernous slot full of ore.
Biltong saw a huge greenish planet in the distance.....