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

*Thinks it probably best that she places her in his basket for the evening*

Nice show Nonny!

*enters with a tray with s and snacks*

I'll take one of those if you please! *chugs * and another, thank you.

Yes, I quite enjoyed it.

*Helps herself to a few of Floh's snacks*

Ta muchly Floh!

*Nibbles thoughtfully*

Y'know Nonny...I'd never realised that mice went in for "that sort of thing"...No offence intended you understand.

Not all of us, of course.. only those of us who aren't dead. Well.. Some of those might, too.. Have you never noticed how many of us there are around, or wondered how we all got here?

Actually, now you mention it, there are quite a lot of you around, aren't there?

I'd always thought that it was something along similar lines to humans...You know...Gooseberry bushes, storks and rubbing tummy buttons together.

*giggles*

*Absentmindedly follows a wire in, and watches it dissapear into a floor panel. lifts the two hundred and twenty kilogrampanel with ease and lays it against the wall. Bends down and begins reassembling the parts behind the panel, oblivious to where he is.*

*Pulls out a cybernetic rocombobulator, muttering about how its not quite what he wants, but itt'l do, which summarily cuts off all power to the harem. He then leaves with his bag of spare parts.*

There's something rotten...

Thought that was in the state of Denmark? You don't think Demosthenes had something to do with all that Hamlet business, do you?

To do or not to do...
No, I think not.

Demosthenes is the kind of person that must be. . . err. Managed. He gets so focused on one thing, like the new armoury security system he's working up, that he forgets that it wont be worth to anyone if he disconnects the life support for a Markham Flibbertygibbett.

You need a , don't you?

Or in my case a and a torch would be rather handy too...

*pours a and waits to see what happenes next*

Tell me when the waiting is over, please