A/N: I own absolutely none of the characters used in this chapter
WW10
Willy sat in the big leather chair, he looked all the way down the long table. He cleared his throat and giggled nervously. Doris was standing in the corner and raised her eyebrows, he cleared his throat roughly and furrowed his brow, trying his best to look serious.
"Send them in, Doris." He said in a gruff voice.
Gillian Mc Keith filed in, closely followed by Jamie Oliver and Tony Blair.
"Good afternoon, my associates." Said Willy in a much more confident voice than he felt. "I think you know why I called you here." His three associates adjusted their positions and shuffled their feet.
"Sit down."
They all sat themselves into some egg chairs along the other end of the unbelievably long table.
"Doris?" Doris entered the room, she had with her a small mahogany box, (of course it wasn't small to her, because, you know, she's a midget) She plonked it onto the table in front of Willy and resumed her position back in the corner, in Willy's line of sight.
"Cigar?" Willy offered, opening the box to reveal around fifty big coloured cigars, "I modified them 'specially so that the pink ones taste like snozzberries, the green ones are mint, blue are blueberry and the brown ones are-"
"Chocolate?" Tony Blair offered.
"Hey that's a good idea, Doris, make a note of that one!"
The three associates grimaced. Tony took a blue one.
"Don't you know what you're doing to your body?!" Gillian Mc Keith shouted, pulling a disgusting diagram out of her pocket,"This is what your arteries will look like, and you know they severely decrease the size of you-"
Willy made a slash motion with his hand which quickly shut her up, he giggled, partly because it worked but mostly because Gillian McKeith was about to mention Tony's manliness, genitalia was always a funny subject to Willy and it made him giggle.
"Sorry," Gillian said, "It's a mild form of tourettes, my GP is looking into it."
Willy was still giggling, he looked in Doris' direction, the eyebrows were raised, he reached for the water in front of him he took a deep breath and took a deep glug from the glass. Tony took a lighter out of his jacket.
"They could though!" Muttered Gillian, Willy snorted and sent back- wash every where with water streaming out of his nose. A drenched Tony held up a soggy, floppy cigar and looked at it for a moment.
"It's just not worth it any more." Tony said putting it down on the table and flicking it at Gillian, Tony stuck his tongue out at her.
"Politicians." Said Jamie and tutted under his breath.
Willy hiccupped. But chose to ignore it, "You guys (hiccup)..told me that this was a (Hiccup) good idea, but no(hiccup)body likes it!...Hiccup
"Take a deep breath!" Gillian said, the whole group inhaled with Willy, held it then released. Willy sighed.
...Hiccup!
The group groaned.
"Oh my god!" Jamie shouted, "shut up!"
"I can't help it!" Willy said. "Hiccup!"
Jamie jumped onto his stomach on the table, sliding along until he reached Willy's end of the table, knocking over the chair and rugby tackling Willy whilst papers flew everywhere.
"Ow!" Willy said. "Hiccup!"
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