12th April 1912:
Blackadder woke the next morning to find himself alone on the lords sofa in his cabin.
"Morning" Blackadder realised he just talking to the air so he decided to get up and check the ajoining room.
"I don't think so" spoke George as he entered the cabin carrying a tray of food. He put the tray down and helped Blackadder ver to the sofa.
"My lord im not dying. Ive just got a headache that's all."
"well here you are anyway" he picked up the tray and gave it to Blackadder, "breakfast in bed"
Blackadder just looked at it.
"You can eat it. I havent posioned it and Baldrick didn't cook it so its fine to eat"
Blackadder laughed at this and then asked, "Where is Baldrick?"
"Work" George replied, his mouth full of toast.
"So its just us then?"
"Yes it is"
There was a long awkward silence and then George spoke, "Do you fancy a walk up on deck"
No not really I ve just wokwn up and I havent even finished my breakfast , "Of course my lord" Blackadder replied.
The sun was blazing down on them as they walked and a slight breeze blew so the heat wasn't uncomfortable. Blackadder and his master spent the time talking to each other, trying to enjoy each others company.
"….So you see, once I arrive in America I can collect my fathers fortune and do what I bally well like" George told Blackadder.
"Oh really" now he was intrested.
"of course I wont spend it all at once"
"I see," Blackadder asked "And just how much money are we talking about?"
"Ummm…" George wasn't payning any attention to Blackadder he was too busy payning attention to other things. They both stopped.
"Sir?" Blackadder waved a hand infront of his eyes but it didn't work, "How much money are you inheriting?"
"Look over there" George quickly pointed ahead.
"Its here? On the ship?"
"What are you babbling on about Blackadder? Just look over there" Blackadder glanced in the direction he'd pointed in.
"Its just a bunch of first class women who spend there time talking about polotics and different styles of hats."
"Why don't we go and say hello to them. Ay Blackadder" George nudged Blackadder playfully with his elbow.
"No"
"But they are gorgeous," George whinned.
"What I meant was ill do it. You cant."
"Why not?"
"As I walk towards the lovely ladies their eyes will turn in my direction as I greet them"
George looked confused so Blackadder continued, "If you were to walk towards them not only will their eyes turn but so will their stomachs"
"I tand to have that affect. Im just too handsome for them to handle. Alright Blackadder you can it." George whispered "Which one do you fancy?"
"Im really not bothered, theyre all lovely"
"That's alright then cause I want the brown haired one"
"But I want the brown haired one"
"But you…"
"It doesn't matter. Wish me luck"
"Goodluck"
Blackadder left George and casually walked towards the young ladies. As expected there eyes turned in his direction and their conversation stopped.
"Good afternoon ladies"
"Afternoon sir" replied the brunette.
"My and my…brother…" he gestured to George stood on next to the railing he waved to them and the girls giggled, "…were wondering if two of you would like to join us for a stroll around deck"
"You alright mr B?" Just his luck. Baldrickjoined blackadder looking ans smelling worse than he ever had done before.
"Ugh, let's go inside"
"Oh God" Blackadders head fell into his hands, he was so close.
"was it something I said?" Baldrick asked.
George walked over to them, "How did it go Bladder? Are we in for an eventfull night?"
"No sir. Baldrick ruined it all"
"That's a shame. Cant you try again?"
"Im sure a man of your…talents could manage and im tired. I need to sleep"
"Ill give it a try. Enjoy your nap" and he walked off in search of a woman.
"What I am going to do sir?"
"youre going back to work. If yoy see George tell him im taking a nap in his room. His bed looks far more comfier than mine"
"Will do sir"