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

*NYC, while sea removes off the furball from his arm, takes the opportunity to lie down on the couch*

darn little furball ate straight through the arm of my kevlar-laced trenchcoat!...



...and jonny wasn't too nice either...

*sticks her tongue out at NYC*
hey! you stole the couch!
*pouts for a moment, then jumps on NYC's lap and sits cross-legged, petting jonny and talking to him*

*speechless, rather uncomfortable, and can't help but stare at jonny's teeth*

*pats NYC on the head*
hey, you make a pretty good couch...

rrrghh... mmmmmph...

*NYC manages to twist himself into an even MORE uncomfortable position*

owww.... could you pleeeze get up?

hmmph... allright....
*gets up and pushes NYC off the couch, then sits down again*

...

*innocently*
what's the matter? cat got your tongue?
*jonny growls menacingly at the three clones*

[The three clones roar, "The Mummy"-style, at Jonny]

*jonny lunges at Y2K's neck, the other two panic and bring out their light sabers*

*jumps up and grabs jonny before the clones can kill him*
oh, no! jonny! behave yourself!
*to Y2K*
i am so sorry, he doesn't seem to like men very much. i'm really sorry...
*cuddles jonny in her arms and goes back to the couch*

well, we really don't know until we see jonny try and kill a female villian... if one ever arrives...

*gives NYC a Look*
okay, so maybe he doesn't like anyone but me...
*cuddles jonny close*
i don't care. he's mine... aren't you sweetie?

...a look with a capital "L"... wow...

but still... how do you do that?

do what? oh, befriend animals? um... i don't know, really...i've always been able to. they just kind of... understand me i guess...
*scratches jonny behind the ears and he makes a happy sound*

oh, I see... they see an animal to confide in...
...might be the smell...

*NYC orders out for another couch to be sent in*

*looks at jonny for a moment, who immediately jumps at NYC's throat. NYC screams and runs away and jonny jumps back into sea's arms*

*NYC hides behind the remains of afgncaap5's desk, and calls in for a muzzle also*

[Y2K] Jonny doesn't have the type of face that a muzzle could get put on.

*looks insulted*
MUZZLE?!