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

* a passing wind saves HDS from the tickling mist. HDS gets up and throws a glob of liquid concrete into SM's hair*

*opens cupboard, takes out a hose and washes hair*



*turns hose on full and aims it at HDS*

*Stands in the hose water*

This kinda tickles! but its just a tad too hot...

*The hose water starts to freeze near HDS, then the frozeness of the waterraces up the to the hose and freezes SM's hands to it*

Darnit

*swings it round like a club, trying to hit him on the side and break off most of the ice*

*HDS backhands the icicle, it shatters. HDS scoops up the shattered ice pieces, melts them in his hands, mixes them with dirt and throws the mud at SM's face*

*dives out the way and gets hit on her shoulder*

Mud fight!

*mist picks up dirt off the floor and deposits it on HDS*

*Wipes the glob off his shoulder (as that's where it hit) and rubs it in SM's hair*

*looks up at hair, in it's long wetness*

*looks at HDS*

*shakes head vigourously, dislodging mud in all directions, including on HDS's battle kilt*

*looks down*

*looks up at SM*

*Looks down again*

*looks up at SM, fire in his eyes*

You screwed up my beautiful kilt!

*Grabs a nearby can of ugly bright green paint and splashes it on SM*

*bites back snide remark about the appearance of the kilt before SM added the mud, continues to watch from the sidelines... now hiding behind a plexi glass shield with automatic wipers on it*

*"hears" the snide remark through his telepethy.*

Oi! What's wrong with a battle kilt that just happens to have a little bit of blood on it eh?!

*looks at green paint*

This appears not to be blue

*mis envelops CM, and then dissipates again, leaving her completely blue with a sparkle when she moves*

You know, I think you'd look good in a blue kilt

I disagree

I apologise for all the typos in my last post

*bangs head on keyboard*

Oh, I really think you would

*mist surrounds him, then dissipates again*

See? I love the way it catches the light like that

Give us a twirl

*snaps his fingers, the blue is gone from his kilt*

That's much better

*Picks up a car, rips the oil pan off the buttom and throws the oil into SM's face and hair*

*looks up and sighs*

*changes to mist and then reforms, allowing the oil to fall to the floor*

*The oil becomes rediculously slippery, and HDS eats several bannanas from a nearby crate and throws the peels around SM's feet*

*falls over, and because the street is on a slope begins to slide down the hill*

EEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeep.....

*Watches SM slide by*

*catches HDS's ankle as she slides by, bringing him down with her*