A/N: Thanks Jonathan for being my beta:)
Routine
Arthur woke up in darkness. At first he couldn't remember where he was and felt a sting of panic. The next instant, he recollected that he was on the starship Heart of Gold.
I can never get used to it, Arthur thought, morning without sunshine...
With a yawn Arthur reached for his dressing gown which he always hangs on the back of a chair before he goes to bed, and ended up touching something cold and metallic.
A big bold questionmark filled his still sleepy brain. He got out of bed, staggered across the room and turned the light on to find the chair was empty. There was no trace of his dressing gown in the room. Swearing to himself, Arthur left his quarters in pyjamas.
Ignoring the door's orgasmic sigh, Arthur entered Ford's room and approached the bed. He folded his arms and looked down at the small man's figure curled up in bed in the light from the corridor.
Ford was sleeping peacefully in Arthur's gown. He seemed to be smiling slightly at the edge of his mouth, clutching the front of the gown tight as a little child grips his favourite blanket for his dear life.
Arthur heaved a long sigh at the sight, nodded twice, then took a deep breath.
"Just stop keep stealing my gown, will you!"
Ford fell down from the bed.
The end
