This is my first Hitchiker's fic, so please, please,please be nice!
Ah, yes, Ford was happy again to be hitchhiking through the stars. This time, he was solo. Kind of sad and lonely for a hitchhiker, for the best way to hitchike the universe was obviously with a partner.
After all, it was just too boring to hitchhike along. You had to have somebody to party with after all.
This time he was heading for a region of space he hadn't explored yet.
It was about Eighty billion light years from where Earth had once "stood." It was a nice planet with two suns and a benevolent red and golden sky. Ah yes, lovely.
It had bright fuschia trees and an exceedingly intelligent population who had no knowledge of Vogon's and little interest in poetry. Excellent!
Though Ford cared little for the intelligence of the population, he was interested in one thing.
These creatures apparently had the power to morph. To become anything they wanted to be.
Ford had learned from the Guide that "the Andalites are absolutely useless except for one fascinating thing. They can morph."
Due to the power of a little blue box. Called an Escafil device.
So, Ford knew he simply had to acquire one of these, acquire, ha, joke, play on words, not really, kind of lame, okay, but anyway, Escafil devices.
Thus Ford was on his way to the Andalite home world. He had his satchel with him, though the papers from the plays scripts were removed from them, so now all it included was his hitchhiker necessities, the guide, and his towel, as well as some rations- Galaxy Store bought Milky Way bars.
Apparently, the Andalites did not have candy or anything like it, and Ford simply refused to live on grass.
Ugh, extreme vegetarians! Bah!
Ah, yes. Ford was on his way to the Andalite homeworld.
The only problem was that he hat snuck aboard an Andalite scout ship and they had just discovered that he was there. Or someone, to be completely accurate had just discovered he was there.
A young Andalite warrior by the name of Semisjhan-Ueluk-Aksbetht.