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

Well, if Lil is with Zero, that must mean she has escaped. But a church? We can only suppose that it is somewhere beyond the pass. Once everyone is done with their meal, we should mount up and head through the pass. There's sure to be an ambush there, but if we string ourselves out and ride like heck, the majority of us should get through unscathed. Unless anyone has a better idea.

*Swings up on to horse* If you want to pass the prisoner up we can sling him over the front of my horse here. Probably want to keep hold of as many cards as possible.

*starts clearing away the remanents of the steak etc*

I can be ready as soon as you like.

Ready!

T, can I cadge a lift with you again?

*Gestures towards Munchkin with her free hand.*

All right, Man Called Jello. On your feet. You'll be riding with Mr. Munchkin. You can review old times to your heart's content.


Caer, would you mind dragging me along with you for the weekend? I'm off to Vermont this afternoon to retrieve my daughter from dance camp and won't be back until Sunday evening. I'll give the trees a good lecture about producing stunning colors for you in the fall.

sure, Witty! Tell those trees good and proper for me

*sea finishes her steak and looks to d'E*

can i give these scraps to zeppo? he'll love them, and he's giving me puppy dog eyes.

Pugs - Mreeeeew! (Ahem!)

[X] I think you'd better give some of 'em to the pugs, Sea.

Yes, better divvy up the scraps sea.

I wish we had a better plan. Is through the pass the only way? Maybe we could use a disguise - cover ourselves with tumbleweeds or something - it might buy us a few extra seconds.
<-- drooling

whoops! i forgot about the pugs! sorry, guys.

*divides her scraps up evenly among the dogs, tries to dispense them in an orderly manner, but is quickly knocked to the ground and trampled; all traces of food are quickly gone*

*sea is left sprawled on the ground in an undignified manner, covered in dust and paw prints*

wow. that was... interesting. never thought i'd be mauled by a bunch of pugs and a labrador...

*stands up slowly, dusting herself off*

Carmel Takes a contemplative sip of tea

Blue Bear really shouldn't be trying to unscrew A Man Called Jello's knee cap. It's a rather naughty thing, really, and I'm sure he'll regrete it later.

*Take another slow, contemplative sip*

Someone should probably stop him. Perhaps.

*Without further comment begins preparing the little red wagon for travel.*

Hmmm. sea, you just gave me an idea.

/* Takes some steak, cuts it up into bits, and puts the pieces into several flimsy plastic bags. Takes some rocks and ties them with a bit of string to the plastic bags. */

Steak bombs! Lob one of these at a Jello, and he'll be trampled to death by marauding pugs and a labrador.

Whats that about a Jello's knees?

Brilliant d'E

Poor Bonnie, I do hope you have recovered and are ready to carry Witty and I again?

*gives her and Clyde a mint each and then clambers onto Bonnie's back, then giving Witty a hand up behind her*

We are ready!

[X] Hey, yeah, that reminds me of those Beacon Bomb things from "The Misadventures of Tron Bonne"!

Tumbleweed disguises! You're brilliant, d'E!

Everyone gather some tumbleweeds and tie them to your horse and to yourself. It might just work!

*Sets about catching and donning some tumbleweeds.*

Sticks a couple of sprigs in the knots of his hanky and in the waistband of AMCJ who is slung over the front of the horse I think that is where he got dumped

*Enthusiastically covers self and parasol and carpet bag with plants*

[X simply hides.]

bravo, d'E! can't wait to see them in action!

*covers self and horse with tumbleweeds*

i feel somewhat silly... but i won't knock it until we've tried it. *giggles*