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

[Zero] Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmaybe.

*? Readin', 'n Ritin', 'n Rithmetic?-all to the tune of a hickory stik? ?a school house or a hammer handle factory?*

*Looks at the darkening sky*

Perhaps we had better stay here for the night - we might not find a better place before it gets too dark to see.

*Looks at the stagecoach and the 's wagon lashed to the top.*

I suppose we could circle the wagons.

*Looks at the darkening sky*

Perhaps we had better stay here for the night - we might not find a better place before it gets too dark to see.

*Looks at the stagecoach and the 's wagon lashed to the top.*

I suppose we could circle the wagons.

*Leans his head out of the stagecoach window.*

How about some grub, here.

*Catches sight of the Sunjello Kid, encased in hardened treacle.*

So, they got you too, eh Kid? I see they got Two Jellos too.


Maybe we'll get a break later.

Mr. Garius, I think you're right. Bonnie and Clyde worked hard all day and I'd like to unhitch em and let em have a good rest.

I can make a corral, we got plenty of young aspen up here for poles. And I can make a jello corral, too.

*jumps down off the coach and unhitches the clydesdales, then leads them down hill a little till he finds a small meadow within shouting distance of the road*

Here's a good campsite!

*Ignoring the call for food from the Webjello, GL goes over to where Amos is standing. He looks around.*

Yes, this looks like a good spot, Amos. Lots of clear open ground around, so it will be difficult for anyone to sneak up on us. We'll keep a good good blaze going all night.

*Sets about making a campfire, then goes to get the beans from the beans cache.*

By the way, ladies and gents, I have changed my cast of mind about his posse. You done real good back there. *tips his hat and rides down to Amos* X is scouting the hill upwards of the trail, and I'm gonna have two other posse volunteer to keep watch ahead and below. The horses'll nicker if they smell any strangers so you all should be pretty safe tonight.

Me, I'll ride fence in a manner of speaking and check on the sentries. I'm gonna follow X first.

*nods, wheels his horse round and rides off, first grabbing the reins of a nearby pinto.*

darn that RL!

*sea puts her horse with the others and gathers some extra firewood, just in case*

i might have some bowls and things to eat with, GL.

*digs into Pocket-of-Destiny*

Noooo! Not our beans! Joe you is a traiter!


I reckin' Reb got away. The gang is sher to bust us loose in no time.

There goes our Sunday Dinner.


Can you move at all? Can you undo knots?

An I wuz lookin' fow'rd to them beans.


I can't move a bit. But if we kin git yer horse to chew et my candy coatin' maybe it'll free me up some.

[Zero] I think I'll keep close watch on the other prisoners. [walks over] I have /great/ hearing, you know.

*shakes head at fidgeting webjello*

*pulls out bowls and spoons*

can i help with that, or do you have it under control?

I ain't the kind of jello you eats for dessert! Pleaz miss, put away them spoons!


Dang video game super hero!

relax, kid. they're for the beans.

*grins at the sunjello kid and winks*

*rides up the side of the hill, observing how good X is at covering his tracks and wonders how to signal to him*

*decides to sing*

Good night, Irene,
Irene, Good Night.
Good night Irene, Good night Irene,
I'll get you in my dreams...

*listens to Billy singing whilst spreading out her groundsheet, shaking her ex-Army issue blanket and then discreetly nipping behind a shrub *

rats. all that wasted treacle. and i was hoping for a nice biscuit with it. oh, well.

*tucks into a nice spot of bagette with goat cheese and kalamata olives*

[X moves back to where Billy is.]

[X] You know, singing that is going to make us /all/ more noticeable.