A/N: Sorry for the delay. I had to go to Florida. The plane ride over and Passover kinda made it hard to update any sooner. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

HurriCanine: No, I've never seen the TV show. Though I am on the constant look out for the episodes. The closest I've come to watching the television series is watching Dr. Who, which isn't that close. Thank you for the compliment

Neko-Neko-San: "External Sensors" actually means that I can't write technobabble very well. But, what I meant by it is that they're sensors on the outer most layer of the android which can sense various things. In the case of this story, texture and temperature. This chapter will make it more clear I hope.

Vogon Jelts: Thank you, I'm glad you're enjoying it.

Stellaluna: Marvin's like you're mother? That must get a little irritating. I'm glad you like my story.

Scap: I'm happy that you enjoy my fic. Thank you

Chi1986: I love your art. Yes, Eddie/Marvin is a very interesting pairing, but Marvin in a relationship with anyone is interesting really.

Artemis Rowen: Since you asked so nicely for another chapter, here is it. I'm happy that my story pleases you.

The Guide has this to say about androids,

As more and more species are discovered, it's harder to distinguish an android from a living being. Every attempt to make an android obviously non-living has been foiled by the discovery of a species with that appearance. Even the giant brand saying "I'm not living" was ruined by the natives of Lanten XII, who developed this mark to fool enemies.

There have also been a few cases of wars started over an argument as to whether something was an android or a robot. The most famous case is the one on Grunter, which is famous more because the war was not stopped before it started.

The end result is that androids are made to look as real or fake as anyone pleases.

Eddie and Marvin were given humanoid bodies, which was to be expected if the crew of the Heart of Gold was going to consider them androids, and not simply robots. The mark to identify them was that they both had red eyes, which was a tribute to the fact that society had given up with trying to distinguish the inorganic from the organic.

They had been given nearly matching outfits, which were meant to be the uniforms of the intended crew of the Heart of Gold but due to certain circumstances, the intended crew never got them. For most of the crew this wasn't an issue but there was one very sad member who had gone into debt days before the theft of the ship and sold all his clothes, figuring that it wouldn't matter since he would be given a nice new uniform. By chance, this was the uniform that Marvin had been given.

Once Marvin had been reactivated after the ordeal, the first thing he noticed was that the room was 24 degrees Dryuk (Dryuk being a unit for measuring temperature that corresponded nearly perfectly with Celsius) and that what he was sitting on was smooth. Of course, he knew this in the same way that one is aware that paper is white. It doesn't mean much, it's just there and white. Marvin tried to amuse himself with his new ability. His skin felt rubbery, his hair felt stiff, his clothing felt cheap, but in the end it was all too dull to entertain someone with a mental capacity such as his.

The first thing Eddie noticed once he was reactivated was that he didn't know where anyone was, he didn't know where he was, and that he knew how to move parts of himself that he didn't remember having. He tried moving some of these new parts. He opened his eyes. The result was him instantly closing his eyes and discovering that to voice his discomfort to the world he would have to move yet another new part.

Chabok had designed Marvin and Eddie such that to talk they would have to move their jaws. He did this for two reasons. One was because he could and the other was because when talking to something that didn't need to move its jaw, or something of the like, in order to speak you had to take some time to figure out if you were talking to a telepath or to something that didn't need to move its jaw. This was an important question since in one case you had to monitor your thoughts. Of course, in most cases it was easy to determine since telepaths like to mock all creatures that aren't telepaths by responding to their questions and comments before they ask them.

Eddie accepted the idea that he had to move his jaw if he really wished to express the reason for his discomfort: "Too much input!"

Zaphod looked at Chabok. "What's wrong with him?"

Chabok looked back. "Well, nothing really."

Zaphod tried to raise an eyebrow, but neither head had this ability so he wound up with a look that might have been anger, sadness, or confusion. "Then what's he complaining about? 'Too much input'?"

"Oh that. Well, please remember that his last memories are of being a ship's computer. He's used to knowing the location of people on the ship, knowing his own coordinates, and having a completely different….anatomy. When you got the extra head, weren't you in a daze at first?"

Zaphod's heads looked at each other and he shrugged. "I don't remember. My great-grandfather had two heads, and I don't think I could contain all of my hipness in just one head."

"You must have had some difficulty adjusting."

"Not really. He did most of the work." Zaphod indicated his surgically added head

Chabok sighed. He really was working with an idiot. "Well, anyway. Eddie isn't used to all the input received by opening his eyes. It's not that he can't use his eyes, just that he doesn't remember having them or needing them."

Zaphod looked at Eddie, who had gotten used to the new input from his eyes and was experimenting with different eye settings. "I suppose he'll have the same trouble with walking and any other task I give him," Zaphod groaned

"It's a transitional state, but he should be over it soon. He's a smart computer."

"Right. Marvin, help Eddie to the ship."

Marvin had been busy experimenting with facial expressions. Which was pointless since he wouldn't be able to see what expression he had accomplished. Also, given his design, the happiest he could look was awkward. Similarly, the saddest Eddie could look was confused. Reluctantly, he got up and walked over to Eddie, whom he had to help every step of the way with getting up.

"I suppose Marvin will have this problem as well," Zaphod said. This plan no longer sounded as good as it did when he was drunk.

"Not as much as Eddie, since he's used to movement. Some functions will confuse him, but most won't."

Zaphod dully nodded and walked back to the ship keeping a mental time of how long it was taking Marvin and Eddie to get there.

Helping Eddie to the ship required Marvin putting his arm around him to keep him steady. This was the result of Eddie's refusal to accept that, unlike his eyes, his legs had only one setting.

Still determined to do something more with his legs than just support himself and enable movement, Eddie tried a different step combination. Left, right, left, left, fall. Well that was new at least.

Eddie had rather suddenly made acquaintances with the floor and took Marvin along for the gathering. Marvin noted that the floor was cold, solid, and not at all slippery. He also made a note to be at least somewhat grateful for not having the ability to sense pain.

Marvin got off the floor and waited for Eddie to figure out how to get up himself, feeling justified in doing so, though that didn't have much effect on his decision. Eddie admitted defeat to his legs and walked the normal pattern again, which he had gotten used to. Marvin hadn't been given instruction on where to put the newest addition to the ship, so he figured that putting him on the bridge was the best place for him. After all, this would give Eddie a chance to talk with his former self.

As they reached their goal Marvin suddenly realized that something unwanted was going to occur.

"You have made a simple door very happy!"

"Aw... It was nothing," Eddie responded to the door sweetly. The type of sweet that was so sweet your teeth rotted just thinking about it."

"It is my pleasure to open for you... And to close for you!"

"And it is my pleasure to walk through you!"

Marvin had taken this time to learn how to make his eye twitch. It took some effort, but he was willing to go the extra mile to show the world that he was going as insane as his programming would allow.

They got to the bridge. Marvin went to his corner, sat, and induced an idle state. Eddie walked over the to computer.

"Hi there! This is Eddie the shipboard computer and I'm feeling just great! You seem to be new onboard this ship. Please state your name and allow me to answer any questions you may have about this ship."

Android-Eddie stared at his old form. "Eddie... I have no questions." He started to back away from the computer.

"You too? Well just ask me if you have any questions about anything. Have a great day!" The computer turned off the voice interface.

Eddie walked towards the door at the same time Trillian entered.

"Hello, Eddie. How are you doing?" Trillian smiled.

"Just great! Marvin's helped me figure out how to stand but..." Eddie looked confused. As with organic life, an android's expression is linked to their emotions although they can change their expression if they wish. This, much like jaw movement, was done for the point of improving communication.

"But? Is something wrong?"

"I don't recognize myself." Eddie walked over to Marvin, examined him for a few seconds, then went idle himself.

A/N: Hurray, the description and the story now actually match! Expect slight fluff in the next chapter. Actually, don't expect any fluff that way when you see a slight hint of fluff you'll be a lot happier.