Mr. Adamson 21 - Reuniting the old gang.
Mr. Adamson is in his car on the way to the Richie ring road, he finally puts the car in manual mode, and pulls off at junction 6, and he slowly pulls up on RichieÕs driveway.
Mr Adamson gets out of the car and runs up the steps to the door. He then rings the bell. Jeves opens the door.
"Jeves, get Richie, agent m, father architect and yourself. Meet me tomorrow at 9am thereÕs a big problem, and I have a date in just over 45 minutes. We may even need to bring Mr. r out of retirement," Mr. Adamson bleats.
"Are things that bad?" asks Jeves who is shocked at the thought.
"I'm afraid they might be," says Mr. Adamson.
"Right I've got to go, I'll explain in the morning," shouts Mr. Adamson as he runs down the steps to the car.
Mr. Adamson gets in the car and speeds off.
"Right the fastest way to der frying eel" Mr. Adamson mutters to himself.
Suddenly he hits traffic ahead is a three mile tailback, the cause of which is agent m doing a fathers for justice style protest, except that agent m is not a father.
Agent m is actually protesting against being sacked from thirty-five jobs.
"I want a good job, sir don't call me a knob!" agent m is shouting down a megaphone whilst running through the traffic.
After a while Mr. Adamson manages to get through the traffic and arrives at the restaurant, puts his nitro man shirt on, and walks up to Vikki Lee, who is waiting outside.
"Wow nice wheels, what is it?" asks Vikki Lee.
"Urm, a car?" answers Mr. Adamson; Vikki Lee raises one of her eyebrows.
Mr. Adamson leads the way in, holding the doors open. This is the most gentlemanly Mr. Adamson has ever been.
As they both walk in, it becomes obvious that der-frying eel isn't a posh restaurant, but instead a fast food cafe, which specialises in fried fish. Vikki Lee pretends to not notice the screaming kids who are there with all the Saturday dads. As they pass the till Mr. Adamson picks up an adult menu, and a kids menu. Continuing to impress he even holds the chair out for her, ever tempted to move the chair out of the way as she goes to sit down, but reminds himself not to, He also eventually sits down. He then knocks his knee on the table. But he grits his teeth. He also refuses to swear, he really wants to make a good impression.
Mr. Adamson eventually lets his guard down by making a silly order, by asking the waiter for Ice cream and petrol, At which Vikki Lee laughs, being told he can't have that, as you need to have a main course first. Determined to be silly he demands that he has a small swig of kerosene, alas der frying eel has none of that either. So he eventually settles on a bottle of wine, with eel, potato peel, and a side order of garlic bread.
The hours pass by, and Mr. Adamson drinks a good few bottles. On the way back they get and share a kebab.
The sun is up, and it's a beautiful day. The sun slowly moves across the room, until it is shinning in Mr. Adamson's face.
"Fucks sake" shouts Mr. Adamson.
"What is it?" says a female voice behind Mr. Adamson.
"I'm too hot." mutters Mr. Adamson.
"You sure are." says the voice. Mr. Adamson lies still for a few seconds.
Mr. Adamson turns round and looks at the person.
"ARRRGH! SHIT!" shouts Mr. Adamson.
"What is it now?" she says raising her eyebrows.
"Who are you?" shouts MR. Adamson.
"I'm Vikki remember? You rescued me then we had dinner, then you set the restaurant on fire, then we, had a kebab," She says.
"I know who you are, I just need to know why you're here." Says Mr. Adamson.
"Guess" She says as she thrusts herself towards him.
"Wait, on fire?" he asks.
"Yes, you kind of knocked the candle over, rescued me again, and the rest is history" She explains as she thrusts herself towards him again.
DING DONG! Interrupted by the doorbell. Mr. Adamson had visitors.
"Damn it!" she mutters.
Mr. Adamson gets out of bed, and puts his dressing gown on. He then walks to the door and looks through the peephole.
"Shit, its the guys" mutters Mr. Adamson "Just a minute" he then shouts.
"We left Mr. R in the lobby" shouts Richie.
"I'll meet you there in five" Mr. Adamson shouts back.
"Urm, I've got to go now. But I'll be back in a bit." Mr. Adamson says to Vikki Lee nervously.
Mr. Adamson quickly gets dressed and before his five minutes are up Mr. Adamson is running down the hallway all over again. Only this time there is no fire alarm ringing. Moments later Mr. Adamson is sliding down the banister towards the lobby. As Mr. Adamson arrives there is a muttering among the gang.
"Eeer! Mr. Adamson, Why have you brought us here? I had a job interview this morning!" Shouts Agent M.
"FECKING JEREMY KYLE!" shouts Mr. R, who is now in a wheelchair.
"Look Mr. Adamson, I had plans for today. So this had better be important," says Father architect.
"Right I'll explain. I just hope this will all work" Says Mr. Adamson.