A/N: I have never written a Hitchhiker's guide story before. So I gave
it a shot. I hope you like my little bit of madness.
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Ford Prefect and Arthur Dent ran through the ship to the controls at
the front. They had been drinking tea (well Arthur was after he finally
got the machine to make it out of a spare turtle-neck) when a loud
banging noise had startled them.
They were now quite aware of the ships rapid decent towards a strange
planet. What they didn't know was that they had gone back in time (one
of the defense mechanisms of the Heart of Gold when it feels threatened
and in this case it had decided that the steel-eating lichens were really
getting out of hand). So they were now spiralling to their seemingly un-escapable
doom.
"How do you CONTROL THIS THING?!" Ford exploded when he pressed a button
and it squirted him with lemonade.
"Don't ask me I wasn't the one who designed it!" Arthur was beginning to panic.
"Is there any kind of owner's manual or something?"
"This ship was STOLEN! What are they going to say 'Ok well I hope you
have a good time after you steal our ship well just incase you get into
a bit of a pickle here's a handy manual?'"
"Arthur, can we please not have any sarcasm for now!"
"So sorry Ford, but there's nothing else to do."
"Well we can't stop trying!" Ford screamed as he whacked at another button.
A very relaxed monotonous voice came from the speakers. "You stupid fool.
You cannot empty the toilet when you are approaching a planet."
"ARGGH!!! I DON'T WANT TO EMPTY THE TOILET I WANT TO STOP THE SHIP!!!"
"Then I suggest you try that lever," The voice said.
Ford looked around. "There's about four levers!"
"I know."
"I KNOW YOU KNOW!" Ford was really getting angry with the ship. "CAN
YOU JUST TELL ME WHICH ONE IT IS?!"
"The blue one sir."
"THANKYOU!" Ford scrambled to the levers just as the ship jolted and
threw him onto the floor. With much effort he got back up and pulled the
lever.
"Landing sequence engaged. Landing sequence engaged." Came the voice.
"Finally!" Ford walked over to a big chair and flopped into it. A small
sigh escaped him.
"Well that's about enough adventure for one day," Arthur decided.
"Enough? Yes, I'd say waaaaaaayyy more than enough. But guess what?
We're landing. And that's bound to be another adventure in itself."
it a shot. I hope you like my little bit of madness.
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-
Ford Prefect and Arthur Dent ran through the ship to the controls at
the front. They had been drinking tea (well Arthur was after he finally
got the machine to make it out of a spare turtle-neck) when a loud
banging noise had startled them.
They were now quite aware of the ships rapid decent towards a strange
planet. What they didn't know was that they had gone back in time (one
of the defense mechanisms of the Heart of Gold when it feels threatened
and in this case it had decided that the steel-eating lichens were really
getting out of hand). So they were now spiralling to their seemingly un-escapable
doom.
"How do you CONTROL THIS THING?!" Ford exploded when he pressed a button
and it squirted him with lemonade.
"Don't ask me I wasn't the one who designed it!" Arthur was beginning to panic.
"Is there any kind of owner's manual or something?"
"This ship was STOLEN! What are they going to say 'Ok well I hope you
have a good time after you steal our ship well just incase you get into
a bit of a pickle here's a handy manual?'"
"Arthur, can we please not have any sarcasm for now!"
"So sorry Ford, but there's nothing else to do."
"Well we can't stop trying!" Ford screamed as he whacked at another button.
A very relaxed monotonous voice came from the speakers. "You stupid fool.
You cannot empty the toilet when you are approaching a planet."
"ARGGH!!! I DON'T WANT TO EMPTY THE TOILET I WANT TO STOP THE SHIP!!!"
"Then I suggest you try that lever," The voice said.
Ford looked around. "There's about four levers!"
"I know."
"I KNOW YOU KNOW!" Ford was really getting angry with the ship. "CAN
YOU JUST TELL ME WHICH ONE IT IS?!"
"The blue one sir."
"THANKYOU!" Ford scrambled to the levers just as the ship jolted and
threw him onto the floor. With much effort he got back up and pulled the
lever.
"Landing sequence engaged. Landing sequence engaged." Came the voice.
"Finally!" Ford walked over to a big chair and flopped into it. A small
sigh escaped him.
"Well that's about enough adventure for one day," Arthur decided.
"Enough? Yes, I'd say waaaaaaayyy more than enough. But guess what?
We're landing. And that's bound to be another adventure in itself."