A/N: Thank you all for putting up with that cheesy cop-out of a chapter. I was actually worried that this wouldn't be up on time and I'd have to write a drabble. Right now my reasons for delays can be summed up in one handy quote, "Life, don't talk to me about life." Anyways,

HurriCanine: The various book stores I go to have a grudge against having the first in a series, so I can only get the third in the radio series. In retaliation, I got the TV show instead. The Ford/Arthur thing was a small shout out to all those fics that involve Ford telling Arthur that keeping his Earth values is silly. For insight as to how I'm going to get Eddie and Marvin together, refer to the author's note on the top of with first chapter were it vaguely describes the fic. I'm very happy that you like this story

Death Bagel: I'm happy that you like my fic.

Neko-Neko-San: Arthur's just disliked by people smarted than him. Except Ford, Ford loves him. I have seen the movie. I didn't really like it to much. I'm happy that you liked it though.

Cassie: Wow, you followed my instruction word for word. I'm happy that you liked it.

Vogon jelts: Glad to see you're enjoying my fic. By the way, I didn't get your full e-mail address, only up to the ""

Artemis Rowen: It's not Arthur's fault, but he could control himself a bit. And not everyone hates Arthur, Ford loves him! I'm working on writing more, but it's going slowly.

Eddie made it his mission to learn body language. This mainly meant that he went around studying people's faces and asking them how they were feeling. As you can imagine, this made them all very irritated.

While this was occurring, Chabok had finally made a connection between the android and the computer.

However, Eddie was unable to differentiate himself from the ship, so that when Arthur bumped into him, he nearly killed the man. What stopped him was that Arthur was a crew member and therefore someone to be protected.

On the one hand, he had to protect the crew, of which Arthur was part. On the other hand, Arthur attacked him and attackers had to be attacked. This failure to accept a crew member as a threat bothered Zaphod, whereas everyone else was currently grateful for the flaw.

When Zaphod took Eddie back to Chabok to disconnect the link, he requested that Eddie be programmed to understand body language, so he would talk less.

"I'll only do it because I have to work on other things, I'll have you know," Chabok grumbled

"Kid, I don't care why you do it. Just do it!"

Chabok started to mumble curses in his native tongue. This would have been effective, except, of course, the babel fish translated them instantly. Zaphod responded by saying a few of his own favorite curses on his way out.

Before he actually left, Zaphod had an inspiration.

"Hey, do you think you could adjust his personality?"

Chabok looked at him with a mix of offense and annoyance. "You want me to what?"

Zaphod made some abstract gesture with both heads and two arms. "Well, you know, you've worked with him. He is annoying."

"Yes but--"

"Oh, fix Marvin too. You know, kid, make him more upbeat."

"No! Not only is it difficult to change personalities, but why should I care if you have the most annoying crew in the universe!" Chabok started to grit his teeth.

"C'mon, man, do me a solid." Zaphod pleaded in the most masculine way anyone can plead.

"A what?"

"Solid! A favor! Come on! Zarquon, you're unhip." He put his left head in his hand.

"No! Now please leave me alone!" Chabok said, giving Zaphod a glare that was the glare equivalent to pushing some one out a door.

Zaphod returned the glare and actually left.

The large-eyed man wondered if it had really been a good move to quit his last job. What was wrong with making small robots that were connected to the coffee maker so they could run and tell you the coffee was ready and present you with a cup? He decided the whole thing was a waste of time, money, and patience. If not for the fact that he was a man of his word, he would have called the whole thing off.

Instead, he decided he needed a long break. So, he finished up the bit of work with Eddie he said he'd do, then sent Eddie back to the Heart of Gold with the message "I need a break, I'll get around to finishing this eventually. Call me if you need anything." He didn't actually put any method to contact him.

Zaphod sat back in his chair. "Well, this is zarking great! That kid just takes off and leaves us with these two irritating androids!"

"So what would you like to do?" Trillian asked in a voice that was clearly trying to keep Zaphod calm.

"Let's just leave. This place is boring me and if we stay too long the police will find us."

Trillian nodded.

"I could make a suggestion, but you wouldn't like it," Marvin said from his corner.

Zaphod sighed sharply. "What is it, Marvin?"

"Chabok didn't pay you yet. You probably want to collect the money before you leave."

There was a long silence before Zaphod started to curse in every language he knew curses in. This was more than the amount of languages he could actually have a conversation in.

"I told you you wouldn't like it."

A/N: Not too short is it? I actually have no idea where I'm going from here ()

Once again, oodles of love to MeiCailya ( meicailya. ) and oodles of hate to the person who invented ritz crackers with cheese, DAMN YOU! YOU MADE THEM SO ADDICTIVE!