Chapter 1: Didn't See This Coming...
"Ms. Framagucci," Cornelius Robinson, known as Lewis by what few friends he had, said as calmly as he could. "What you are proposing, quite simply, is impossible."
Ms. Framagucci, a tall, raven haired Italian women, glared at him from her seat before the reviewing board. "It is completely possible, you simply refuse to give me the funds to complete my research," She said as she gripped her arm rests in a way that indicated she would be more comfortable throttling him then asking for money.
Lewis sighed inwardly as he tried to refrain from rubbing his temple in frustration. Twenty years old and here he was, Chairman of the Board for InventCo Industries, vastly wealthy and powerful. Yet he couldn't get this one woman to see the light of what was real and what was pure imagination.
Ms. Francesca Framagucci, who was honestly rather intelligent, if you excluded the slight crazy attitude, had been, for the past two weeks, pestering InventCo Inc. for funding. The reason? She wanted to make frogs sing. As crazy as it sounded, she honestly believed she could get the amphibians to sing and dance.
In all honesty, Lewis found this fascinating and a bit refreshing, however as Chairman of the Board, he couldn't just give out funds to every pretty face asking for cash. He needed concrete evidence that the project could be achieved, finished, and most importantly, become successful in the business world.
For example, if he approved a loan of fifty million dollars to an inventor who claimed he could make flying cars, which Lewis was in fact in the process of inventing, and that inventor wasted all the money and nothing came out of it, Lewis would catch the blame. But on the other side of the coin, if they did invent it, and the concept wasn't taken and flying cars never sold, then there was no profit either.
To put it lightly, singing amphibians just didn't sound like an investment sound idea.
"Ms. Framagucci, the Board has decided that your invention cannot possibly be achieved, therefore, we have no choice but to refuse to give you funding," Lewis said. He watched the raven haired girl grab her glass box full of frogs, her intricate display with all kinds of charts, and her coat before storming out of the meeting room.
Cornelius sighed, perhaps she would be gone for good this time. A few minutes after Ms. Framagucci had left, and all of the Board member's glasses had been refilled, another man was buzzed and seconds after that he entered with a large contraption on wheels.
"Gentleman, may I introduce you to my prototype for automatic hair styling!" The man said with a pompous wave of the arm.
Cornelius nodded and reached for the egg shaped timer he had been awarded once he had taken the former Chairman's position within InventCo. "You have two minutes."
"Who's this?" A deep voice asked over the phone.
"May I speak to a Ms. Francesca Framagucci, please?" Lewis asked.
"Who's this?" The voice asked, though this time it was slightly hostile.
"Cornelius Robinson, I wanted to speak to her about funding for her...um...her frog project..."
"You actually believe her!" The voice asked, shock replacing hostility for a short moment. It quickly regained itself however. "I...um, hold on a minute!"
The phone connection became quiet for a few seconds before he heard another voice speak over the phone, this one he recognized, it was the same one that had been bugging him for funding for the past few weeks.
"To what do I owe the pleasure?" She said with a rather unpleasant, almost vicious really, tone.
"I wanted to talk to you about funding," Lewis said simply, refusing to get angry over her tone again. He had expected her to be this way after the events from earlier today.
"I know InventoCo won't give me any money, so just take your snappy coat and shove it up-"
Lewis was quick to interrupt her. "Actually, I was hoping you would be open to me providing you funds!"
Silence.
For a second he thought she had hung up on him, then the phone began ringing and he realized she had.
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