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

*Ag has been spending some little time twisting her hair up into a know and skewreing it into place with two knitting-needles. She admires the effect from multiple angles, in all the convenient mirrored surfaces*

I wonder if all these mirrors are actually mirrorish or have secret panels or something, where convenient map-type objects and such lie concealed waiting for intrepid explorers? Shall I push on some?

*Ag realises that the dimension jump has totally Swirled her ability to not talk gibberish and misplace consonants*

That must explain why people can understand the speech of Yetis!

[Lentilla walks into the Hall of Mirrors. She's still wearing a Mexican sombrero and a backpack.]

That's a nice effect, Ag - how many needles do you have stuck in there, anyway? I suppose we could always break a couple of mirrors. I'm good at breaking things!

[Lentilla takes one enormous fur-covered Yeti fist and slams it into the mirror.]

*the Bean Bag whimpers, and starts brushing shards of mirror-glass off itself with its velcro straps*

*so far as one can tell, with a featureless and more or less spherical object, it has its back to the broken mirror, and therefore does not notice what is behind it*

*looks at the bean bag in a concerned manner*

Is also concerned that he's been talking to the wrong end of the bean bag for a while.

*starts to gentlely lift mirrors with trunk and look behind for maps*

*The mirror that Lentilla punched shatters. As it does so the sound of a blizzard is breifly heard.*

The mammoth wanders back into the TV room.

*walks to smashed mirror and gently pushes wall behind*

*The wall is... just a wall.*

The witch flies in on her broom. She looks around, confused by all the reflections of herself. The broom, which seems to respond to the direction she is looking begins to spin. Faster and faster it goes, until the vortex created by the uncontrolled spin collapses into a pile of ashes and dust.

*the beanbag rolls over in the dust, and rolls again*

*soon most of the witch-dust is on the beanbag*

*the beanbag convulses slightly*

*several times*

*it looks as if it is about to sneeze*

Dang, my hair's full of glass.

Well, that's me fresh out of bright ideas for the nonce.

I shall go and poke about.

Pstt. We've found a note in the Basement, which suggests that it might be connected with custard, so I think the best thing to do is to go to the Dining room and all have a look there.

*looks at Beanbag*

*looks at dust where once was*

Oh dear.

*shouts throught from Dining Room*

Come and look at these labels!

*The dormant MaidBot falls over and is dragged towards the Dining Room by an unseen force.*

*Suddenly, all the knitting needles holding Ag's hair up shoot out and across through the dining room door. Ag yelps in surprise and runs after them*

And now my hair is full of glass as well... and I have rather a lot of hair. [Lentilla shakes the glass out, which gets all over everything.]

Hmmm... Dining room? Wasn't I just in there? [Heads back into dining room.]

*A faint ringing is heard. A couple of minutes later a slightly shabby butler emerges from the Broom Closet and heads towards the TV Room.*