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sissyTitle: Color Me Loved
Fandom: Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
Characters: Ford Prefect and Arthur Dent
Prompt: 088. School
Word Count: 235
Rating: PG
Summary: It’s a sign, you see.
Table
“Oh my, what’s that!?” Arthur gasped and pointed at the deck’s window.
The space around the ship was no longer an endless blackness. A spectrum of color was splayed across the stars; every shade and hue imaginable seeming to wash over the universe like an infinite rainbow. Some pastels peeked through the window, casting the room in a soft light.
“Wow!” Ford remarked, surprised. He watched the spectacular sight over Arthur’s shoulder. “That’s a school of pigmers! They’re like fish, see, except in space instead of water. Pretty amazing, huh?”
“Pretty amazing.” Arthur repeated. He stuck his hand in a beam of light, the mellow purple blending with a bright pink and bursting into a deep green. “You’ve seen it before?”
“Hmm? Oh no, I’ve only read about it. It’s really rare.” Ford paused, grinning to himself. “Do you know what the story about pigmer fish is?”
“No. What?”
“Well, they say that pigmer feed on emotions. Specifically, love. And so the story goes that they only appear around ships whose inhabitants are in love.”
This seemed to distract Arthur for a moment. “In love? But we’re the only ones here right now.”
Ford gave Arthur a not so sly glance. “I know.”
Arthur blushed. “Err…Ford, I…um…”
“But,” the Betelgeusian said, turning his attention to the window,” that’s just the story.”
Coughing, Arthur tired to rub the color from his cheeks. “Just the story. Right.”
Fandom: Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
Characters: Ford Prefect and Arthur Dent
Prompt: 088. School
Word Count: 235
Rating: PG
Summary: It’s a sign, you see.
Table
“Oh my, what’s that!?” Arthur gasped and pointed at the deck’s window.
The space around the ship was no longer an endless blackness. A spectrum of color was splayed across the stars; every shade and hue imaginable seeming to wash over the universe like an infinite rainbow. Some pastels peeked through the window, casting the room in a soft light.
“Wow!” Ford remarked, surprised. He watched the spectacular sight over Arthur’s shoulder. “That’s a school of pigmers! They’re like fish, see, except in space instead of water. Pretty amazing, huh?”
“Pretty amazing.” Arthur repeated. He stuck his hand in a beam of light, the mellow purple blending with a bright pink and bursting into a deep green. “You’ve seen it before?”
“Hmm? Oh no, I’ve only read about it. It’s really rare.” Ford paused, grinning to himself. “Do you know what the story about pigmer fish is?”
“No. What?”
“Well, they say that pigmer feed on emotions. Specifically, love. And so the story goes that they only appear around ships whose inhabitants are in love.”
This seemed to distract Arthur for a moment. “In love? But we’re the only ones here right now.”
Ford gave Arthur a not so sly glance. “I know.”
Arthur blushed. “Err…Ford, I…um…”
“But,” the Betelgeusian said, turning his attention to the window,” that’s just the story.”
Coughing, Arthur tired to rub the color from his cheeks. “Just the story. Right.”