Ok here's the next chapter. I'm sorry it took so long, I had a bad case of procrastination... But I think I'm over that. I got tons of reviews! Thank you! That tells me that a few people have read it, and it also reminds me to write. Thanks sooo much for them, and I can't wait to hear what you think about this chapter! Oh, and sorry about the confusion, if anyone caught it, the last chapter was Chapter 3, and this is Chapter 4! Well, enjoy!
Chapter 4. (The real chap 4 this time)
Arthur opened his eyes. He was in a semi-dark room, lying very close to Ford Prefect. No mornings, including Thursdays, could turn out to be any good when he found himself lying next to Ford Prefect.
Arthur rolled over away from Ford and screamed.
Ford rolled over towards reached over Arthur and covered his mouth with his hand. They couldn't be heard as they had been tucked away in one of a bright green ships many cargo holds. Ford's eyes shot open with the thought that he didn't have to reach too far. He smiled and looked over at Arthur who was in the same condition as him; completely hung over and completely naked. 'Well good morning, how did you sleep?'
Arthur move away from Ford, rolled over and sighed. Slowly, he sat up. 'What happened now?'
As Arthur and Ford were looking for various parts of clothing strewn around, Ford tried to remember the events of the previous night. Ford and Arthur both found their trousers but couldn't find shirts. They both looked at each other and grinned. Ford said to him as he sat down 'You'd better sit down.'
Ford looked over at Arthur. He said 'We were drunk and you wanted me to take advantage of you. I didn't because you were drunk.' Arthur sighed with relief. 'You didn't like my answer, so I assured you it was for your own good. We found a nice green craft and hopped on board, and thank goodness they didn't see us. You kept complaining about my lack of advantage so I told you that you wouldn't remember anyway, and that I'd take care of you when you were sober. Which I'm assuming is now?'
Arthur tilted his head to one side and thought. As he thought, he looked around the room they were in. The two men had been lying on a pile of blankets, he assumed came from the open and empty boxes to the left of them. He was having problems thinking as he was severely hung over. He came up at the end that he had been tricked, and as other Earthmen before him did, he resolved to fix it.
The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy has this to say about Earthmen who have been tricked: Earthmen (ape descendents from earth, see: Vogon destruction) are quite clueless creatures that have the habit of being tricked. When such an occasion occurs, they generally try to resolve this by doing exactly what they were tricked into thinking that's what they wanted to do. In essence, the most succeeding way to get an Earthman to do something is to trick them into thinking that they don't want to do it.
Arthur thought on how to act. When that didn't work he simply acted.
He pushed Ford on his back and rolled over on him, while staring fiercely at Ford as he straddled his hips. Ford had a look of surprise, which turned into a look of complete comfort with the situation. Arthur paused "um…." Ford looked up and sighed pretending to be annoyed. Arthur thought he was mad and presently got hard at the thought. Ford pushed Arthur off him and changed their positions, so he was in the same position Arthur was in a moment before.
Arthur was frightened. This wasn't the type of situation he generally found himself in, with Ford on his hips, with Ford's hands running through his hair, with Fords big, beautiful eyes staring back at him. Arthur, understandably, was frightened.
Ford was frightened. This was the type of situation he generally found himself in, and sincerely liked where he was. But he usually wasn't in this type of situation with Arthur, with Arthur's hips between his legs, with Ford running his hair through his Arthur's hair, with Arthur's large, somewhat dulled from the universe relentlessly messing with him, eyes staring back at him. Ford was, understandably frightened.
'Er' said Arthur, who was trying to come up with what to do next.
Ford shrugged and bent down and kissed him. He licked the bottom of Arthur's lips, asking for entrance, but Arthur wouldn't allow him. Ford backed his head away slightly; their lips slightly touching, which made Arthur shudder, sighed, and asked ' What is it?'
Ford turned his head and looked into the direction Arthur was staring into. Ford's mouth turned into one of his frightens grins as he looked at the peculiar man before them. Technique the figure before them wasn't a man, or as they were commonly called, Earthmen, but a native of Betelgeuse. Before them was the one and only Zaphod Beeblebox.
Zaphod looked down at them and both of his heads grinned as he said 'Ford you are one hellova froody guy.'
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