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

*something cold, moist but firm hits her in the face*

*tentatively sticks her tongue out to sample it as it smells remarkably like Rowntrees Strawberry Jelly*

Mmmmmm, jelly!

Custard! I've got to have custard with my jelly!

*Witty gets hit with a glob of custard smack in the face.*

That's as good a pie throw as I've ever seen. Tasty, too!

*Ducks, still gets hit with custard, falls from the rafters*

OOF!

*the security botforce in the cafe finds the environment growing rapidly more inimical to proper functioning*

*a bot with a purple moustache on his face tries to exit, slips, and falls on his backside with a muffled clang*

*the other bots all burst out in silent laughter and point*

*from her vantage point stuck to the top of the cleaning bot, Lil bursts out laughing at the bot pratfall*

*manages to catch some jelly and custard in her helmet*

Jelly and custard, prat falls and food fights, just like a kid's birthday party! I hope we get a goody bag.

/* Zeppo barks and darts at the vacuum then quickly changes direction, knocking over a table in the process, and jumps over GDZ. A large wave of jello, molasses, root beer, milkshake, doctor pepper, coffee and Affi's usual takes out the last of the SEP field and hits d'E full in the face. d'E staggers back into the player piano which goes into full gear */
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*Fully expects Buster Keaton to walk in the door.*

Well! I never thought I'd see the day when we'd have jello wrestling for domestic bots. That's something even CLI would never have thought of.

Mud wrestling, maybe, but jello wrestling never.

* in time to the piano rag*

It's a wonderful party! All we need now is birthday and candles!

*the mound of trifle starts to move across the floor at a snails pace trailing behind it a much abused tail and a skull*

I looove Scott Joplin!

*briefly wonders whether they should be more discreet in enemy territory, but remembers they have the CLI security bots to protect them and bursts out laughing all over again*

/* Snaps out of his shock at things suddenly not being someone else's problem, pulls out his weapon, skips the part about setting the knobs to different colors, aims carefully at the cleaning bot and pulls the trigger. A fine mist shoots out of the orange nozzle, coalesces into goose down and shoots at high velocity towards the cleaning bot. On account of the new high-precision CLI targeting device that has unfortunately been duct-taped on to the weapon at an odd, ever-changing angle, the goose down hits Red Dog. */

Oops! Sorry about that.

*the arrival of the goosedown unluckily triggers RD's allergy resulting in a mighty sneeze*

AHHHHCHOOOOOOO !

*the front of the mound of trifle explodes with a large globule hitting Garius right in the face*

*the jello has the effect of loosening Lil's adhesion, and she slides off the cleaning bot with a few bits of down sticking to her hair and half stumbles, half swims toward d'E*

I have just remembered that the old waterworks is right next door. I can't stand this anymore. I must get clean. I must get clean.

*Zeppo romps up to her and she slips and falls in the trifle*

*Tries to get up, slips, slides in Lil's direction, falls face first just short of Lil.*

*Wipes the gooey result of Red Dog's sneeze off of his face*



Red Dog, I'll have you know, I'll not be trifled with!

*Scoops up a handfull of jello/custard/feathers and hurls it at Red Dog.*

*slightly muffled from under the mound*

I'm not sure that was all trifle Garius

*Affy watches from the rafters, unsure of how to proceed*

Let's see....when I join in the fun, should I ignore the battle bots? Hmmmm....

*GL, ever the optimist, replies to Red Dog*

I'm just glad that explosion of gas came from your front end.

*Scoops up handfuls of the glop on the floor and throws them at the cleaning bot, hoping to swamp its sensors*