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

Its a bit gloomy here
I cannot see much I fear.

If I dig deep into my sack
There may be something at the back.

What's this I've found?
An old brass lamp that's none too sound.

Ahh, but here's a maglite
That should aid our sight

*shines the torch around the lake's bank*

[Front] Hmmm. Stepping stones. Now there's a challenge.

[Back]: Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily.
Life is buttercream.

[Front]: I think a boat would also present a challenge. And anyway, there is no boat except for the one that the mice are using and that's too small.

*somewhere out of range of the light*

SPLASH SPLASH

What was that?


Robyn - shine your light!

*picks up a sturdy stick an dshows it, in a very demonstrative manner, to the *

<-- grabs stick in mouth and tugs on it, growling and shaking his head.

[Front]: It's probably nothing - just an eddy in the lake.

Oh, dear!

*the hides under her seat. A second later she realises that this does not help with the TMI set on, she manages to get it off before fainting.*

*strikes forehead in exasperation*

*picks up a new stick, a much nicer stick, and shows it to the *

*throws away the stick, with all his might, and it lands on the other side of the lake*

FETCH!

*thus hoping to have distracted the he puts an arm around Mary's waist and attempts to pull her with him behind some shrubbery*

[Discreetly leans over the Stage of Row Row Lake (if that's possible in VR) and picks up the stick from where it landed. He shakes it playfully, calling to Mary's .]

Heeere sheep! C'mon sheeep! Fetch the sticky-stick sheep!

[He chucks it with fair accuracy back across the stage and it hits its intended target (the Mysterious Stranger) and wedges in the back of his costume.]

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I hope this works. It oughta be a real hoot!

B4theLARGEbouncerfindsout

*Mary's eyes widen as she slips into the bushes with the Stranger.*

Oh my! Hee hee! Oh, aren't you naughty!

*These sounds stop abruptly as the leaps into the bushes after the stick.*

<-- drops stick in front of the Stranger and looks up expectantly.

*decides the moomlite evening is just too fine to let acusations of feyecide and forboding music ruin her mood. She dances out out onto the shore as far as she dares go, just getting the tips of her paws wet. Then she lean as far out over the water as she can and examines the water closely.*

Oooooh, cool, duckweed! And brown pond scum; it's much tastier than the green stuff! Did someone say they had bickies? That's cookies, right? Could I have one, please?

*opens the packet of Gypsy Creams and passes it round*

*then shines her torch around the lake*

*just a few ripples break the surface, apart from those created by the mice and Purr*

**Purr turns to examine whatever he has stepped on as he dismounted from the tree, however the lighting is such that even his full senses don't at first register it's nature. He does recognize one thing, though...**

Ai ssmell chocolate! PrrrrRRrrrr...

**He surveys the goings-on and notices the beam of light playing across the surface of the lake, and recalls the gentle voice behind it.**

Misss Bankess? Dearr Rrobyn, could yeou pleasse come overr here for a moment? Ai have blunderred onto ssomething that might interresst all of us. A light upon the ssubject would be propitious...

Look out behind you! There's a monster! Or maybe a continuity breach!

/* Restrains Zeppo to prevent him from chasing the stick or sniffing the . */

*bounces across the stepping stones*

Chocolate? Did someone mention chocolate?

Seems I'm not the only one with an ill-fitting costume.

[ROFLHO]

*out there in the dark*

SPLASH SPLASH

me so hungry

SPLASH SPLASH

Thank you, Ms. Banks. *she takes a cookie. Given a choice between either keeping clear of the shore with large, mysterious, splashy things about or garnishing her cookie Thistle shows that a little girl has her priorities. She dips the end of her Gypsy Cream into the water, bringing it up with green and brown stuff on it. She takes a bite, and rolls her eyes with pleasure.*

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

*lets go of Mary, wriggling furiously until a stick drops out of his tail coat*

*glares at the muttering inaudible things under his breath*

*picks up the nice stick and throws it - into the water, floating and clearly visible to both and *

*picks up the sturdy stick*

Excusez moi, Mademoiselle Mary

*marches over to B4 brandishing the stick*

*leans over the invisible and possibly imaginery railing*

*whispers into B4's ear, with his warm breath brushing against the side of B4's throat*

If I catch you interfering physically one more time, just one more time....

*he leaves the sentence unfinished and swings the stick*

Zeppo! Fetch!

*drops the stick on B4's lap*

*returns to Mary*

Now, where were we, my dear?