In the beginning the universe was created. This made a lot of people angry and has widely been considered as a bad move. - Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
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Arthur considered himself a very unlucky man. Very unlucky in the sense of losing the girl of his dreams to the nut-head president of the Galaxy, his house being torn down while he was still very much in it and drinking his bloody tea, and realizing said President who stole his dream girl decided blowing up Earth, his planet, his home, was a fantastic idea because, yes we need more bloody highways in the bloody fucking galaxy.
As you see, Arthur Dent considered himself one of the most unluckiest people known to man (and aliens, and androids and robots, the whole kaboot) because, well, he was. No one could argue the matter with him, especially before his morning tea. Hell, he could write a novel on how very bad his life has been since the day he was borned. It would be a very long, depressing, maybe slightly humorous (to those who believed others misfortune to be the highlight of their life) novel.
But, he was used to it. Really. He was.That is, until he woke upon a ship, a rather large, metallic, cold ship, with a rather large (in the sense of he was so fucking tall) man watching him through a glass window.
I just want a good cuppa, is that too much to ask?
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((A/N: I fell in love with a ship, so I write fan fic. Sue me.
This has been going on in my head for a bit now and I was kind of shy about it. I was like 'should I make story or should I just lie in bed thinking of these two space idiots...' Finally, after months of torture, I just said 'fuck it' and this was born.
It's my first cross over so bare with me here. There will be angst (Because Star Trek has a whole fucking lot of it) and humor (Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, I swear.)
Realize, this is a story about Khan and Arthur. A romance. And I'm fairly certain there aren't any Khan/ Arthur fics on wattpad (none that I've come across at least). I'm mostly doing this for my own giddy joy, so if you don't like, that's just fine :)
Hope you all enjoy!))
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Written in the Stars
Science FictionEven in space, the stars are untouchable. "You are thinking far too much, my moon and stars."