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

Cats are handy creatures to have.

*takes a mini 3 Muskateers bar from the cauldron*

This is yummy! And won't make me gain weight!

G7

::Still killing the mutated rats::

*Thought for the day: A cat in the arms is worth three in the back alley*

G7 - I think we deserve a prize, anyway
*Rummages in the cauldron, and finds some whisky liqueur chocolates*

Ahah! That'll do me. Would you care for one? *offers*

Where has\have that\those cat(s) got to? Dragonfly! Come back in here .. at least one of you, anyway ... it's cold outside.

*blissfully ignoring the intended insult, as everyone knows that there are still four hours left in Halloween and, besides, this is an H2G2 party. After all, Greebo's Crimbo party lasted until March!*



G7

*Looks round for an insult from sb ...*
Hi sb, Halloween lasts in this party until the last timezone clicks over ... so we're still OK for a few hours. Grab yourself a drink.

::the cats struggle a bit more, but finally!!! Victory is within their paws!!! ::

::two of the Cat-Dragonflies give the original kitty-eskimo-kisses and say goodbye, running off into the night to find their respective witches::

True kitties are wanderers...

::sigh::

I'll miss them... I feel like they were a part of me...

::hopes the LEGO tracker-robot-cleaning-machine-truck-mobile-home-vacuum will clean up the rat mess::

::cleans herself off and peers into the back alley window, admiring the party goers for a minute::

::sighs again and goes inside, knowing that when the night has ended things will be different::

There you are, Dragonfly. Chased the nasty rats away ... good kitty.
*Looks at her carefully*
Er .. just the one of you now? Will you vanish at midnight?

[Susan/Witch]

*Goes over to Bloke and stands in front of him with her arms crossed, foot tapping.*

You are standing there naked telling us the party is over? I don't think so! November 1st is a Druidic holiday - Samen something or other.

*Blows blue dust on him and he is once again in costume... a gorilla suit!*

Thank you for the chockie, Kes! Very good!

The rats are gone? Well done, D! I've got some homegrown catnip for you as a reward. enjoy!

G7

::Wonders what she'll do with all these feline presents in a few hours... when... she... is not... supposed to be a cat anymore::

::Starts to weep a little::

Oh Kes!!! My kittiness will vanish, but I will still be the Dragonfly you know ever so well...

::a little tear slides down her check, and now clings to the tip of her left whisker(third whisker down)::

*Kes produces a small glass phial, and brushes it against D's moist whisker, capturing the tear, and sealing it in the phial.*
There, there, Dragonfly. We will all step out of costume when the party ends, but, as you say, you will still be Dragonfly ... and besides ... now we have a magical tear from a magical cat ... sure to come in handy in the future.
*The liquid in the phial sparkles as Alchemist tucks it safely away*
Your eyes are dry now - enjoy the party.

::Slides out of Kes's mighty scientific arms and slides onto the dance floor, strobe emphasizing that she is-- DISCO CAT::

And, who knows, you may become a cat again some time.

*pets Dragonfly in a comforting manner*

At least you have had the experience. You can keep the gifts as momentos of your night in the fur.

G7

*Chuckles quietly and demolishes another couple of chocolate liqueurs*

::Does her best John Travolta to celebrate her enormous stock-purchase in http://www.h2g2.com/cat::

::wonders if that link floating above her head and glowing like a neon light will take her anywhere::

You know what they say about curiousity...

::takes her mouse and follows the beckoning orange link::

::returns with a report that the page can not be found::

::mouse squeaks in an "I-told-you-so" voice::

You're cramping my style, little one...

::pounces on the blinking colored squares of the floor with the mouse in the middle of a yellow block::

::The floor underneath her changes to purple as the mouse is propelled onto Titania's unsuspecting lap as she sleeps::

::laughs wickedly::

Alchemist dreams on.
The cat is fe(e)lin'(e) groovy.
Dragonfly - dance on!

o/`Disco, disco cat...o/`

Well, g'night, everyone. I'm off to the evil gym, then home to sleep.

G7