This is a fanfic when I was in the car going to Colma, which is a place far from Capitola, which I live and it is the graveyard capital. I didn't know what to write about so I did this. It's horrible. At least I think. I'm not sure about anyone else. Basically it is about what Zaphod thinks after Trillian leaves him to go with Arthur. Please R&R.
Disclaimer: I don't own HHG2TG Douglas Adams(May his spirit have no trouble in the after life) does.
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Zaphod sat in the corner thinking.
Thinking about her.
Why did she leave him? Why?
Love? Anger?
Why Arthur?
What did she in Arthur? What?
Care? Affection?
He didn't know.
With the person he loved gone, what did he have to live for?
He had no living family members(1) as far as he could remember.
He had Ford only who had left with Trillian and Arthur.
Basically no one but himself.
He wanted Trillian back and Arthur dead.
He didn't know were they all gone but he would find them.
He knew he would find them.
He didn't know how.
All he knew is that he would find and not stop until he does.
But the problem is how.
He couldn't think of a way.
"I'm Sorry Trillian. I'm Sorry." Was the only thing he could say. He was determined to find her.
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I'm not sure if Zaphod has any living family members he probably does but in my fic he doesn't and don't bother to tell me because I will forget.
What did you think? Well Flames will be deleted and please no CC because I know I'm a bad writer. Leave me alone jerks.