Fic: Company Rules

Imagine Gurathin and Murderbot and hell even others in PresAux, Mensah, Ratthi, imagine them having to do karaoke together for one reason or another.

Thinking about CR Gurathin. I bet it was awful. We know it was awful, but like. It was still home, he grew up there, had people (friends? Family?), wore the clothes, watched the media, ate the food. Preservation is different, arguably better, but do you ever think he gets homesick for the place he grew up, a place he’ll likely never go back to. Do you think he tries to make dishes he remembers from his childhood but they were corporate mass produced and he doesn’t have the right ingredients here even if the herbs and spices are organic and home grown now, it doesn’t ever taste the same.