Arthur Loses His Soap
One day, Arthur was playing with a bar of soap. He had likely found it in the bathroom. He would never have played with it, except that Zaphod had shut him into a completely white and empty room. The reason, said Zaphod, was that Arthur was REALLY annoying him.
Arthur thought this was rather unfair. All he'd done was walk into the control room and ask Zaphod why he was pouring a glass of orange juice onto the console.
Arthur tried drawing on the wall with the soap. It wasn't very effective. Then he tried to draw on the soap with the wall. This was even less effective.
"Oh, hey," said Ford, walking through the wall.
"How did you do that!?" said Arthur, his eyes bulging.
"I came through the door," said Ford, trying to walk back through the wall. He hit his head, and sat down.
"There are no doors," said Arthur.
"Oh. My mistake." He noticed Arthur's bar of soap.
"Can I have that?"
"Well, not really…"
"Great!" said Ford, taking the bar of soap. Then he ate it.
THE END
There is no spoon...
Sorry, couldn't resist. Um... what can I say? I basically just wrote a story off the first title to come into my mind.
I know they're acting childish, but give me a break. I'm 15. And fairly immature as you may have guessed.
So...
To be continued...