This is my fanfic I wrote it my self. You don't have to read this. Infinity is just... Shut up Zaphod. Well, enjoy the story
Part One
Infinity walked down the hall toward the bridge. She knew that she was heading to the bridge because every ten feet there was a neon sign telling her so. She laughed quietly as she passed the signs. There was something about neon lights that Infintiy found funny, though she didn't know what it was.

Infinity passed another sign but wasn't sure if she should continue. The floor in front of her was doing some very strange things and her gum was loosing flavor. Infinity pulled out her sub-etha scanning device and scanned the area. There were high level of improbability around her.

What is going on around here? This is scary. Infinity thought as she continued down the hall, watching the salmon falling all around her. This gum isn't supposed to loose flavor.

Infinity continued down the hall. Some very strange things were happening. The hall way was crowded with salmon, Inifnity knew that they were just products of high improbability. A few of the salmon asked Infinity how to get to Ursa Minor Beta, but she ignored them. Infinity didn't like the thought of salmon asking her directions, especially the salmon that were being smoked. Things around here are just to odd, she decided. Infinity stopped when she came to a door.

"Listen up, door. Is the bridge on the other side or what?"

"The bridge is on the other side."

Infinity smiled and walked through the door. Her smile turned into a frown when the door said something overly cheery. Infinity shook her head and plugged her ears before the door could say anything else. She stood in the doorway for a minute and then went to see who owned the ship.

"Hey thanks for the ride pal." Infinity said as she dropped her bag. "Do you know what it's like to know that a space suit is all that stands between you and death?"

"I can't say that I actually know what that's like." A familier voice said. "I have better things to do with my life."

Infinity cocked her head to one side. She wasn't sure where she heard the voice berofe but she had definitely heard it. She walked around the bridge to see who was in charge and nearly choked on her flavorless gum. She swallowed hard and stared at the person who was running the ship. It was Zaphod Beeblebrox.

"Do you have a problem?" Zaphod asked.

Without another word Infinity sent her two right fists flying into Zaphods faces. Zaphod fell back over his chair and on to the floor. Infintiy crossed her arms and waited to see Zaphod stand up, to make sure that she made at leaste one of his noses bleed. Zaphod pulled himself up above his chair.

"What did you do that for?" his right head asked while his left head checked his bleeding nose. "What is that other right hand made of? Steel?"

"No, it's made of a metal much stronger than steel." Infinity said. "Where's the nearest airlock? I need to throw my self out of one."

"But you just got on my ship. I'm not going to shut down the improbability drive so you can suck yourself out of one of my air locks."

"Oh shut up," Infinity said as she slugged Zaphod again, knocking him out. "Just shut up you dead head."

Inifnity had a moral code which she tried to pass off as being strict. Her first rule was that she would never have more than two drinks, that weren't Sprite, at any given party. Her second rule that she was never to let anybody touch her towel. She was also strictly opposed to smoked salmon. Infinitys final, and most important, rule was that she would never ever get a ride with old boyfriends.

Well, almost never. Desperate times called for desperate measures, but Infinity usually tried to avoid her old boyfriends when she could. Until now, this had been entirely possible.

OK, this chapter is very messed up You mean unlike the last one where you punched me for no good reason. Yes.

Chapter Two

Ford Prefect rolled his eyes, sighed, and pulled his towel out of his satchel. He tried to stuff his towel into his ears but it was too big. Her ground his teeth together and trudged off through the space port.

Arthur Dent looked at Ford and rolled his eyes. Ford always seemed to be in a bad mood when they met up with each other. Arthur didn't understand why and said that he wasn't going to try anymore.

"Look, Ford, what's your big problem?" Arthur asked.

"Don't you get it? You are my problem. You and all your stupid questions." Ford snapped. "I am tired of hearing 'what?' and 'why?' and 'I don't understand'. It's just so annoying!!! Get lost!"

Ford ran quickly away from Arthur. He had to get as far away as possible. He couldn't stand it anymore.Ford stopped suddenly when something caught his eyes. He turned around to make sure that Arthur asn't following him. He wasn't, thankfully. Ford looked at whatever it was that had caught his eye. Whatever it was wasn't there anymore.

"Well, where are we going now?" Arthur asked.

"What you mean WE? I don't know where your going but I'm leaving." Ford said as he signaled the nearest ship. "Later, Earthman."

Ford ran off toward a ship that was about to take off, but hadn't because of Ford electronic signaling device. Arthur followed Ford. Ford quickly armed himself with his towel and whipped Arthur with it.

"Get back, you stupid Earth person. Get back." Ford commanded as he whipped Arthur. "Now, go over there. Keep going. Don't look at me like that... Alright. Get over here."

Ford felt hat he could just kick himself as Arthur followed him on to the ship, which promptly took off. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Ford could tell that it was going to be a long ride. He could tell because Arthur had already began to ask stupid questions.

The Hich-Hikers Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of meeting up with old friends with out wanting to. It just doesn't happen. There's no way. No way can you meey up with old friends by accident. No, no way. Sorry. BUT meeting up with old boyfriends is easy. However, I would adivise against it

That's all I have done now. Check in later for more. You don't have to. Excuse me while I go KILL Zaphod. I think I better leave now.