"Tea," Arthur repeated into the Nutri-Matic for about the forty-fifth time. It again produced a tea-like substance which always made him hurl.
"No you bloody machine!! TEA!! Not this stupid shit you think is tea!!" he stomped on the alabaster floor angrily. The Nutri-Matic protested by producing a large blueberry pie.
"What the…?" Arthur stared down at the pie. Just then, Marvin felt strangely called to walk by and shove past the monkey.
"Oops," he muttered dully. Arthur was then pushed faced first into the pie. The machine laughed robotically.
Arthur pulled himself out of the pie miserably. He missed Earth. The most back-sassing thing there was his iPod that died every two hours, simply because it felt like it.
He grabbed a napkin and scrubbed off the blueberries, disappointed that this had to happen right after he had taken a shower. The blue dye of the berries (apparently space berries) was just strong enough to not come off for a day or two, same with the scent and taste.
'I probably look like Violet Beauregard[1,' He thought glumly as he trudged over to the large sofa to take a nap, once again. He hoped to just sleep to death.
Ford happened to be walking by, whistling in fact, when he smelled blueberries. He LOVED blueberries, especially because they made delicious jam.
"Blueberries…" he grinned and looked around. He saw the pie, or what was left of it at least, and frowned. He certainly didn't want to eat that monstrosity.
So he left it to his brilliant nose to find the real source of the smell, which led him directly to the sleeping, blue-faced simian named Arthur.
"ARTHUR!!" he screamed, completely shocked of the smell and colour of his friend. The monkey bolted upright, screaming something about his tea.
"Ford, what the hell?!" he narrowed his eyes at Ford, who was hiding under a table.
"Y-your face!" he pointed, shaking. Arthur crossed his eyes for a moment and saw, vaguely, that his whole nose was dark blue, leading to the assumption that his whole face was blue.
"Marvin knocked me into the pie," he sighed, getting up from the couch to head to his room. Ford looked over to the pie for a second then stood up to chase after Arthur.
"Wait!" he grinned. Arthur shot him a side-ways glance but unfortunately, that was enough to make Ford's sense of smell over-load with blueberry deliciousness.
So, he promptly grabbed Arthur's chin and pulled him in for a kiss, just to get some of that blueberry taste.
He pulled back after a long moment, licking his own lips and grinning madly.
"You taste yummy," he beamed before leaving him, much purpler than before.
[1 Remember Violet from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory? Huh? Huh? Yeah, that girl.