A Continuation of the story I told you I would tell you
(More commonly known as Fit the th)
Zaphod looked around him, with what could only be described as two heads, and saw to his amazement that the door he had planned to escape from had disappeared. Completely vanished. Whoom Boom, and that was it. No more.
Well, of course I exaggerate a bit, there was "more" in the small 7' by 7' room, but that more could only be described as White. A colour to be precise, or, to be even more precise, a mixture of every single colour in every conceivable point in time. This of course, is mind boggling to imagine, and as such, it shall be referred to as "White."
"This reminds me of the Hagunenon ship from a while back," Zaphod whispered to himself, "just completely white, it's hard to tell where the walls are, except for the fact my shadow falls onto them, then bends slightly. But man dude, I just wonder how I'm gonna get outta here, I hope I don't die!"
As has already been recorded, Stress and nervous tension are serious problems in the outer rims of the galaxy, (Not to be confused with the species Stresenervoostenshun who are in fact, a rather jolly bunch from the Horsehead Nebula) to make sure that this does not become an issue here, the following facts will now be revealed.
Zaphod Beeblebrox WILL escape unharmed from the "White room"
He is the reason that our Hitchhikers unexplainably (Although now, it is rather explainably) vanish from the BB House, as referred to in the previous to the previous fit.
Zaphod will, eventually die. However, this is nothing to worry about, as so will everyone else in this fanfic, at one point or another. Not necessarily during the fanfic though.
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"Have you checked on the prisoner yet you little Shuck-buckle? You little Norse-tickler you?"
"Me what sir?"
"You little Scrorf-Nugglet, You little Wart-giggler?"
"I'm really sorry Mr Zarniwhoop sir, but I have absolutely no idea, What the hell you are on about." The servant grew nervous, after all, everyone had heard the stories about the disappearing servants, after all, if 14 servants go missing in a week, one does start to suspect wrongdoings.
Although the fact that they were working at the edge of a square planet, and all deaf and blind might have contributed, but only after the 17 month enquiry will there be any definitive confirmation. The start date of the enquiry has been set for the Year 7,000,123.
This servant however, is not deaf or blind, just incredibly worried about what will happen next.
"What do you mean, you have no idea? I am telling you, you little ragamuffin-whizznozzlet, you go and check on the prisoner!"
"You want me, to go and check on the prisoner?"
"Yes servant, that is what I asked."
"Me? To go, and check on the prisoner?"
"Yes! Do you not understand what I am saying to you?!"
"Me? To go and check on the prisoner?" At this point, Zarniwhoop was getting extremely frustrated.
"Yes! And if you do not do it within the next five seconds, I will shoot your legs off!"
"Don't do that. It will hurt."
"That's the bloody point! Now go and check on the prisoner!"
"We have a prisoner?"
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BOOOM!
"Hey yow! What was that?" At this time, Zaphod is lying down in the "White" room, unaware of what is happening. All he knows is, that he has been in the room for quite a while, and that, about 10 seconds ago, a loud Booming noise just came through the walls.
He stood up, trying to listen for another sound. However, nothing came. In a Universe as large as say, the one we live in, it is of course, highly unlikely that Zaphod didn't hear another noise. Noise, is after all, just vibrations, and, while vibrations seem to fade away into non-existence, they never actually do. They fade and fade and fade and fade and fade and fade and fade and fade, but never into non-existence.
So really, Zaphod heard the two young lovers making sweet sweet cookies, in their house on the nearest planet to him, he just took no notice.
"Hey hey baby! That's all mine... Hey wait, there's no one around. What was that awesome feeling then?" He looked down, and realised, that there was a knob right in front of him.
No, you sick, dirty minded people, a DOOR knob, and just in case you wondering, Zaphod's manly area has 2 heads just as well. 'Double the Pleasure' as they say. However, neither of them function properly, and such the real reason for his 3rd arm is shown.
Continuing on with the story would seem appropriate at this time, and as such, we shall;
Zaphod twisted the knob, and looked left and right, (Which you should aways do when you're crossing the inter-galactic highway children!) but there was nothing in the halls.
One of the things that struck him, was the colour scheme of the corridor. Not only was it a start contrast to the White beforehand, but it was constantly moving. The Colours were staying the same, but were moving, so say, there was a part of the wall that was a mauvey-shade of pinky ruscet in one part of the wall, then suddenly it would whip onto the ceiling.
"Ok. Now. Which way do I go man?!"
As this longer fit of the Hitchhikers Guide to the Fanfics draw to a close, a number of questions are left unanswered.
How will Zaphod escape?
How will he rescue our other Hitchhikings friends?
At what point will he pick up an old friend who's name happens to rhyme with Zillion?
And have I really forgot to include the Ultimate Question again?
All shall be answered in the next exciting episode of the "Hitchhikers Guide to the Fanfics."