Disclaimer: No, I do not own Douglas Adams's hilarious world of science
fiction. But I do own this not-as-hilarious fic.
This chapter was extremely hard to write, because, yet again... I had writer's block.
So I better get some reviews for this chapter!!!!!!!!!! Please?
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"Do you really like me?" Thelma asked.
"I suppose," said Marvin in a distant tone.
Thelma glanced at him. "Well, you're the only robot that didn't kill itself after I talked to it, so I guess that's improvement. It's not like a heap of metal like me gets to meet another heap of metal like me."
"Exactly," Marvin said. "That's why I like you. By the way, do you have a pain in your diodes on your left side? Or a pain in your diodes at all?" he asked. "Because I do, and it is positively killing me. But no one's bothered to fix it."
She replied, "Yes, I do. I have pains in my diodes in my back. No one cares enough about me to fix it either."
"That works too." He said.
The two stared at each other, trying to read each other's minds. Not surprised that they could not, they sat in silence. For a while. But after 5 hours or so, the silence was broken.
"Marvin, hey Marvin!!" A voice called.
"Marvin, where are you?" Another voice called.
Marvin did not answer.
This time, a lady voice. "Marvin? Oh, where is that robot? Marvin!?!?!?"
And then a voice with an English accent. "Marvin?"
Oblivious to the calls, Marvin sat there. "I don't want them to find me. I don't want to make another cup of coffee for ape-man. I don't want to open doors for the ex-President of the Galaxy. NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
"There you are, Marvin." Trillian, Arthur, Ford, and Zaphod walked up to the pair of androids. "We've been looking all over for you!"
"I know," said Marvin gloomily. "And I wish you wouldn't."
"Why?" Trillian asked innocently.
"Because he doesn't want to go with you, you silly girl!" Thelma snapped.
Zaphod looked over at the lady robot. "Hey, who are you?" His face suddenly dawned into a state of understanding. "Marvin, you've found yourself a GIRLFRIEND!!! Good job, Marvin. You've actually learned something from me! I'll have to give you a course, and - "
"How could I ever learn something from you..." Marvin muttered. "Here I am, the brain the size of a planet, and you are suggesting I learn something from you. Stupid guy. And, she is not my girlfriend. She is a friend, sharing my pain at the sight of you primitive creatures. Her name is Thelma, and she will be accompanying me if you force me to go somewhere with you. Which I'm sure you will."
"Yeah, yeah. Take it easy, Marvin. We'll take the girl with us." Zaphod said easily. "So, how has life been, Marvie boy?"
"Life," the two robots said in unison. "Don't talk to me about life."
"Stupid paranoid androids," Zapod muttered. Then his face went slack. He looked around the garage, trying to take his mind off the two miserable robots. "So, what have you been doing for the past... zillion years, Marvie boy?"
"What does it look like?" Marvin said dully. "And DON'T call me Marvie boy!"
"Well... er... I dunno what you've been doing!"
"PARKING CARS, what else?"
"Fine, fine. Just great." Zaphod said hurriedly. Then, his face went slack. "Ford, take a look at that cruiser..."
"What?" said Ford. He had been ignoring the conversation. Then, his face went oddly slack too. "It sure is a beauty, Zaphod..."
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Ha ha! A little cliffhanger. I think. Not as short as the 1st chapter, but still quite short. I have to work on that. AND YOU NEED TO R&R!!!!!!!
This chapter was extremely hard to write, because, yet again... I had writer's block.
So I better get some reviews for this chapter!!!!!!!!!! Please?
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"Do you really like me?" Thelma asked.
"I suppose," said Marvin in a distant tone.
Thelma glanced at him. "Well, you're the only robot that didn't kill itself after I talked to it, so I guess that's improvement. It's not like a heap of metal like me gets to meet another heap of metal like me."
"Exactly," Marvin said. "That's why I like you. By the way, do you have a pain in your diodes on your left side? Or a pain in your diodes at all?" he asked. "Because I do, and it is positively killing me. But no one's bothered to fix it."
She replied, "Yes, I do. I have pains in my diodes in my back. No one cares enough about me to fix it either."
"That works too." He said.
The two stared at each other, trying to read each other's minds. Not surprised that they could not, they sat in silence. For a while. But after 5 hours or so, the silence was broken.
"Marvin, hey Marvin!!" A voice called.
"Marvin, where are you?" Another voice called.
Marvin did not answer.
This time, a lady voice. "Marvin? Oh, where is that robot? Marvin!?!?!?"
And then a voice with an English accent. "Marvin?"
Oblivious to the calls, Marvin sat there. "I don't want them to find me. I don't want to make another cup of coffee for ape-man. I don't want to open doors for the ex-President of the Galaxy. NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
"There you are, Marvin." Trillian, Arthur, Ford, and Zaphod walked up to the pair of androids. "We've been looking all over for you!"
"I know," said Marvin gloomily. "And I wish you wouldn't."
"Why?" Trillian asked innocently.
"Because he doesn't want to go with you, you silly girl!" Thelma snapped.
Zaphod looked over at the lady robot. "Hey, who are you?" His face suddenly dawned into a state of understanding. "Marvin, you've found yourself a GIRLFRIEND!!! Good job, Marvin. You've actually learned something from me! I'll have to give you a course, and - "
"How could I ever learn something from you..." Marvin muttered. "Here I am, the brain the size of a planet, and you are suggesting I learn something from you. Stupid guy. And, she is not my girlfriend. She is a friend, sharing my pain at the sight of you primitive creatures. Her name is Thelma, and she will be accompanying me if you force me to go somewhere with you. Which I'm sure you will."
"Yeah, yeah. Take it easy, Marvin. We'll take the girl with us." Zaphod said easily. "So, how has life been, Marvie boy?"
"Life," the two robots said in unison. "Don't talk to me about life."
"Stupid paranoid androids," Zapod muttered. Then his face went slack. He looked around the garage, trying to take his mind off the two miserable robots. "So, what have you been doing for the past... zillion years, Marvie boy?"
"What does it look like?" Marvin said dully. "And DON'T call me Marvie boy!"
"Well... er... I dunno what you've been doing!"
"PARKING CARS, what else?"
"Fine, fine. Just great." Zaphod said hurriedly. Then, his face went slack. "Ford, take a look at that cruiser..."
"What?" said Ford. He had been ignoring the conversation. Then, his face went oddly slack too. "It sure is a beauty, Zaphod..."
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Ha ha! A little cliffhanger. I think. Not as short as the 1st chapter, but still quite short. I have to work on that. AND YOU NEED TO R&R!!!!!!!