Ch 2
After about a half hour of fun in the alley, they remembered the large amounts of alcohol to be had inside, do in they went.
Ford and Arthur went up to the bar and sat. Ford ordered a Pan Gargle Blaster to which the bar man smile at, knowing well that after he drank one, he'd have another five at least. Arthur ordered a beer, to which the barman also smiled at, because Arthur would have to have five beers to match one of Ford's Pan Gargle Blaster. The barman figured that the two would want to be equally drunk, after having witnessed from inside the scene that had happened outside, and he assumed they would be quite happy being very drunk together.
The two sat down and Arthur looked at Ford warily, afraid of what he'd do next.
Ford looked at Arthur warily, afraid of what he was going to say next.
At the same time Arthur asked 'What was that, just out there?' Ford took Arthur's hand in his own.
Arthur looked at Ford.
Ford looked at Arthur.
After a minute Ford smiled at Arthur.
A minute later Arthur smiled at Ford.
Before Ford could surprise him again Arthur said 'Ford, what is this?'
'Well,' Ford said after some consideration 'We are sitting in a nice pub, waiting for some stiff drinks, and they have not come yet. 'And I am holding, which is quite soft.'
'Yes, but what do you make of it?' Arthur asked plaintively.
'Which bit?' Ford said with a grin. ' The part about the drinks not coming or me kissing you or me holding your hand? I, by the way, am not happy with our lack of Pan Gargle Blasters.'
Arthur looked at Ford 'The bit in the alley. What was that…what…why…but. Erm" Arthur concluded intelligently.
'Listen Arthur' Ford said 'Do you remember when we met again on prehistoric earth and you couldn't shook my hand and I said I was glad to see you? Well…I meant it.' Ford looked warily at Arthur.
'Well'
Ford moved one hand from Arthur and played near Arthur's elbow and started to stoke it still having his other hand hold Arthur's as if holding him there so he wouldn't walk away.
Arthur smiled until he realized just what he was smiling at.
Arthur frowned until he realized that he would rather be smiling and bugger it all. Arthur smiled again.
'You know we're getting alot of stares' Arthur said.
'Well, that's ok then' said Ford.
By this time they had both had many drinks (which I remarkable on Fords part, as both his hands were busy with Arthur) and they were both a bit 'tipsy'. The bar man, now realized that the scene these two were making couldn't be good, so he sent them off into the dark night.
Ford led the way again and Arthur again followed. They went on this way until they were out of sight distance of the pub and prying eyes. Then Ford took Arthur's hand and pulled him forward to where they were walking side by side.
'Ford, I'm not sure…' Arthur began.
Ford cut in 'That's ok. I am'.
Arthur just shrugged. The beer had started to take toll on his thinking so he decided to stop. Instead he decided just to hold Ford's hand and walk. Arthur was very proud of his idea, as was Ford.
After some time they ran out of paved road and so they walked on the ground until they came up to a field. After having walked in so much silence, Arthur found it hard to think of something worth saying with out breaking the mood. So he didn't. Insead he turned to Ford and surprisingly winked at him.
Ford was besides himself with the braveness of his Arthur. Ford stoped. He called him 'his'. He looked over to Arthur and smiled.
Arthur was confused at what he had done. He then thought (though he thought he had decided against doing so) and shrugged. What ever happens, happens (A/N: we all know where that's from).
A/N: ok, next chappie up! Hope ya like it, and if ya do, tell me!!! :-