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

*The twins jump in fright again and let a couple a of shots fly off in the wrong direction. After a typical amount of ricocheting (sp?) the acrons hit the back of their heads.*

[Fred] Ow.

[George] Dash it.

*Look to see Luthien again.*

[Fred] Greetings.

*George fumbles around in his pocket.*

[George] Here's a spare one, and some ammo. Try not to break it.

[Peeves]

*finding it hard to concentrate on flirti with with acorns being shot through him*

*swooshes around, spots bowls of Fluffy Mashed Potatoes*

*grabs bowls*

*flies up above twins*

*turns bowls upside down*

*falls asleep again, purring cats always have a soporific effect*

[Fred] I spy mash on the fly!

[George] Ha-hah! We've got a trick a scientist friend taught us!

*They wave their wands in a general upwards direction and chant a spell. A force field extends downwards over them from the tips of their wands, ready to protect them from the potato onslaught.*
*Just before the mash lands, every energy particle in the force field collapses under its own weight and changes into a daisy.*

[Fred] He did mention that science and magic don't mix.

[George] Go look for a towel.

*Glances around the room and is startled to see two potato covered mounds of daisies.*

Now there's something you don't see every day!

*turns her back on Harry because she feels ignored*

*Luthien puts a dainty hand over her mouth and giggles like a Japanese schoolgirl, then goes off to find the poor boys some towels*

*she returns a short whole later with some large fluffy towels and begins the labourous task of digging them out of the potatoes*

Luthien: Forget the towels, boys, you need shovels... Anyone got a shovel?

*continues purring and finishes off Moody's ice cream. licks her whiskers clean*

*Passes part of his desert to Hedwig, since he hasn't been online for so many days*

Sorry, Hedwig. Spaced out for a second.

*Finds his darklight*

*Observes her sons attempting to shoot a , buts holds her tongue. Smiles when they get what's coming to them.*

I find most things tend to sort themselves out properly in the end.

*The Grey Lady chortles at Fred and George and ally creates a small yellow toy bulldozer, which sets to work on the potato*

*Peeves is followed by the lady who flutters her eyelids at him*

[Peeves]

*Mad Eye Moody wakes and stretches, trying not to disturb the kitty cat*

Hehe, she should keep Peeves busy

*Continues attempting to give the food to Hedwig*

*flutters her eyes again.*
*flutter, flutter*
(stops to take another bottle of from the table...)
*flutter*
(getting so that Peeves is actually starting to look good.)

*takes food from Harry and clicks beak appreciatively*

*watches chase each other and gives a *

I'll never understand that Poltergeist,....

*miaows in agreement*