h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*tuc is now squashed up between the passenger seat and the handbrake, with sm on top of him, gives sm a hard nip to get her off him*

MOVE YOU FAT CAT!!!!!

Saturn Girl is in the passenger seat

I'm not a cat

*tries to move*

No good. I'm wedged by BB.

*tuc is now getting very cluastophobic, or would be if he could spell it, he gets himself in a panic and starts thrashing wildy*

Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop it!

*hits the orange button*

*roof, due to the accident, doesn't slide back nicely but collapses*

*screams at the top of his voice*


AAAAAHHHHHHHHHH THE SKYS FALLING IN!!!!!


*starts kicking out in a terrified fashion*

*tries to control thrashing dog*

*finds one of mushrooms hands on his smooach. Lies perfectley still in the hope of getting his tummy rubbed *

*in the gap in the action, UH makes another grab for the hopefull prone form of arl*

help. help. I'm wedged to the Sarge.

*he says as softly as he can so no-one will help *

And if Tuc gets a tummy rub I want one too.

*Squishes herself against the side of the car, and tries to force door open to get away from the squirming mess of cats, dogs, and mushrooms. Eventually gives up on that course of action, and instead digs into the glove box, and pulls out a chain saw, which she turns on, and cuts the door off the purple pussy cat.*

Sheesh... where should I go from here? *leans back into the car, grabs Red Mutt's leash, and drags him out... Sets out in search for the other mutts, intinding to negotiate a prisioner trade*

*trotting alongside saturn girl his gaze is drawn inexorably up from the stilleto's and up the endless legs*

heh heh heh heh

*realises Tuc has stopped moving*

*realises why*

Ah. Oh well, here goes

*gently rubs his tummy*

*notices BB*

*gives him one too*

bliss

oh to be given one by SM

did i say that out loud?

*sees SG. looks at red mutt*

sorry, no trade! sorry old boy, but thats how the cookie crumbles. BBW! go!

*coughs*

So how do we get out?

I belive that saturan girl cut the door off

Well I'm in the middle of you both, so after you

*Hastily throws the lariat back in the Batmobile, jumps in and peels out.*

Well, at least we still have Arl, Rob..UH. And Red Dog didn't look like he was in urgent need of rescuing. Maybe we should drop Arl off at the secret location, then come back and get Red Dog. And BB.

they probably won't come. Think about it, they're being held hostage by...

*wrenches eyes off SG and looks over at Tuc and BB lying down with legs akimbo getting tummies rubbed*

*Decides to make a run for it - slips lead and dashes towards the departing Batmobile in a `Von Ryan`s Express` kind of way*