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

*trips over a bag (whoops silly me) and lands on the bed, with Tweetie*

*runs her hands over Will's chest, and kisses him again...*
*wonders if he'll have to go looking for... toilet roll... again*

*moans in pleasure*
*fade to black...*

The black is punctuated by odd sounds indicating that loo roll is being put to good use

*Notices the DND sign and groans*
Not again, I would like to be able to enter my room you two!

*a few moments later, Tweetie opens the door, wrapped in a very small aqua dressing gown- and a large grin*
Sorry hezer...
*winks at Will*
Maybe we should use your room next time. as long as Bob and GB are finished waging war that is...

Unless hezer swapped rooms with GB and you swapped rooms with Bob, that might work, on the other hand this room is more expensi...err..classy than mine so hezer would probably want to stay. Such is life.

*resists the urge to jump Will*
How much do you reckon we'd have to bribe her with?

It's brilliant, for once I've come up with a plan that suits everyone.
Never a good idea to resist the urges by the way

*tips her head slightly towards hezer, and gives Will a Look*
*bends down and whispers in his ear*
Y'know, that fireside alcove is really cozy...

That's one of those hint things isn't it?
*Once more Will is overcome by a desire to run to a room and be alone...with Tweetie*
*Will grabs Tweetie like a robber grabs the loot and darts off into the Manor heading for the alcove*

Mmmm, I like a man who gets subtlety

I can do irony as well

Mmmm, perfect

Thanx u guys, although if u do need a bribe chocolate works fine...
*enters and gets some much needed sleep*

*wanders in and opens the wardrobe*
*pulls out a pair of dark blue jeans and a white camisole*
*steps out of her rather binding leather ensemble and slips into the new outfit*
There, that's a bit more comfortable...
*exits the room again and shuts the door behind her*

*An hour later, Tweetie soars up to her door and grins at Will, who's beginning to look like he's about to stop having fun*
*Lucky that Tweetie's about to let herself be caught...*

I don't that could happen with you around
*Having been running very fast Will is unable to stop*
*He crashes into Tweetie causeing her to land in a heap on her bed*
Oh dear, are you ok? Let me feel you for broken bones

Mmmm...
*that vision of Will in scrubs passes through Tweetie's mind again*
I don't think anything's broken doctor. But I could certainly do with a physical...

*Tweet worries that her very bad joke was a little too painful, as Will seems unable to respond...*

*Enters in the vague hope Tweetie and will arn't in there again*
As I'm sure you wouldn't really stay in there for 2 days I'll assume your not
*Flops down on the bed and proceeds to eat the pancakes she stole from the kitchen*