Fidd and Ford.

Chapter 2

Ford entered the small elevator and rode it down to the second floor, to his private study. The room was dimly lit. Statues and tapestries of a one eyed, triangular monster covered the room. On the floor, to the back of the room was a rug (with the same monster on) surrounded by candles and triangular prisms.  As Ford approached the the rug he began to light the candles and sat down in a cross legged position on the rug. Ford then closed his eyes and went into deep meditation.

As Ford opened his eyes he found himself in the deep blue vacuum of the mind scape, in other words Fords dream realm. The faint sound of a clock ticking could be heard in the background. Books, journals, blue prints and equations were scattered everywhere, floating effortlessly in the weightless environment of the realm. Ford walked passed the floating books and blueprints. He knew exactly were he was going. We walked into a clearing to find two chairs and a chess set floating before him. In one of the chairs sat the triangular monster, named Bill.

Ford sat down and grabbed hold of the cup of tea that was hovering next to his chair.
" you're late" Bill snarled "sorry about that, I got a bit *clears his throat * distracted" Ford apologised "indeed you were, distracted" Bill said with a hint of aggression in his voice. A small hologram appeared next to Bill. It displayed Fords and Fidd's recent showing of affection for one another. Fiddleford's "OH GOD" screamed from the hologram. Ford looked away from bill and the hologram. He never knew why but Bill always made Ford embarrassed by his relationship with Fiddleford. Ford stared long and hard at the cup of tea in his hand, he tried very hard to not make eye contact with Bill. Bill looked at Ford, with the hint of aggression in his eyes. None of them spoke, only small groans and yelps of excitement could be heard coming from the hologram. Bill soon clicked his fingers and the hologram vanished. " I don't approve of this behaviour Ford" Bill said with a narrowed brow. "it is effecting your work, these relations are distracting you from the portal" Bill hissed. Ford was still fixating on the saucer if tea, daring not to look up at Bill. 

" you have work to do" Bill said as he snapped his fingers. Blue prints, drawings and complex equations ran all around them. " I will leave you to it" Bill said whilst stirring his tea. "I need to stretch my legs anyway" Bill cackled and in an instant he was gone. Ford was left in his own in his dream realm, to finish codes and draw up some more blue prints for the portal. Ford was worrying about what Bill was doing with his body, he usually gets rather weird and start jabbing sharp items into his flesh.  He also thought about his beloved Fiddleford and about how good the time they just spent together felt.