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Story: All in a Day's Work
Author: miss baxter
Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 2955
Author's Summary: In which Donna Noble averts a (small) apocalypse; a crossover with The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Characters/Pairings: Donna Noble, random Vogons
Warnings: Extreme hilarity

Recced because: Done properly, DW/HHGttG crossovers fit together like perfect puzzle pieces. This one's done properly, and then some. The Vogons need a signature in order to commence with demolishing the Eastern Hemisphere. Unfortunately for them, Donna's working at the Planning Commission. Takes place sometime after TRB, but before PiC, and it's something that really could've happened. Have a look:

‘I said, we’ve come to demolish the Eastern Hemisphere to make way for an Algolian Hyperspatial Service Station. You need to sign here.’ He thumped a stack of papers onto the counter.

‘You’re going to what?!’ said Donna.

We really ought to take a moment here to discuss the processes of the Galactic Hyperspace Planning Council, its administrative body and construction policies. But that would be incredibly boring, so we won’t.

It was almost five minutes later, and the Vogons were getting restless. ‘Resistance is useless ’ shouted someone at the back. Groop Vogon Khort IV (because that was Fungus’ proper name) whipped round (inasmuch as a Vogon can whip) and glared horribly at the malcontent, and then turned back to the desk. Only to find himself on the receiving end of an equally horrible glare from the tiresome Earthling standing in front of him.

‘Look’, he said, trying and miserably failing to adopt a tone of conciliation, ‘Just sign the contract, will you? I’ve got better things to do than stand here all day.’

‘Yeah, and I’ve got better things to do than stand here while someone tries to turn my planet into a bleeding filling station ’
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