The Young Ones in:
One Bloody Good Movie!
Written by Hell-N
~~*~~ To celebrate Nigel Planer's (Neil's) 51th birthday, I have written this fanfic. ~~*~~
SCUMBAG SCHOOL REUNION, read the big billboard in front of an old building. Everything was decorated with balloons and pictures of the old students that have been on that school 20 years ago. Of course, the pictures of Vyvyan, Rick, Neil and Mike were hanging in front of one of the windows. While people were walking past those pictures, all of the sudden a football was kicked right against Rick's picture, breaking the glass behind it.
A young man was slapped against the back of his head by his father. "Didn't I tell you to knock the real Rick out with that ball? Now we've got to find something else to get that sissy down!" the man said. He wore the same kind of clothes like he did in his young years. His son roled his eyes and walked towards the catering on the side of field. "Well well well, if it isn't Vyvyan." a voice said, as Vyv turned himself around to look straight into the face of Rick. "Weel weel weel..." Vyv said, trying to imitate Rick by waving his hands around like a happy schoolgirl, "If it ain't Rick-ee! What's up, Rick-ee? Still trying to lose your virginity?" "NO." Rick sneered, "In fact, I have a son now, who is starting his studies on this school this year." Rick patted the 20-year-old boy next to him on his shoulders. They both looked the same: freaky, and wearing a lot of black. "What is he going to study? How to be a girl?" Rick shrugged, "He is going to study the noble art of music." "Like I said: How to be a girl." Rick's head turned red, but before he could do anything, Mike joined the three men. "Hello lads!" "Oh, hi Mike, how is your life today?" Rick responded while his red color started to fade again. "Good, good. May I introduce you to my boy Nick." A slick young man stepped from behind his father, sticking out his hand to Rick's son. "Hi there, study partner!" he said. The boy looked at Nick's hand, and then shook it while mumbling "Richard." "He's going to study Sociology." Mike said even before Vyv could open his mouth, "So, Vyvyan, have you also joined the rest of us into parenthood?" "Yeah." Vyv pointed towards the catering, and his son walked back to his father, holding a plate full of food, "That's Keith, going to study Criminology." "Oh I bet he'll know everything about that!" Rick replied. "Shut up." "You shut up!" "Where's your wife?" "One-night-stand. Where's your's?" "Divorced. No new girlfriend?" "Not yet, working on it." "Can't get one?" "I AM WORKING ON IT!" "Prove it." "How?" It was silent for a few seconds, and Mike sighed and mumbled "Fast conversation." Vyv looked to the catering again, and pointed to a long-haired person standing at the table. "There, go for it." "Wha--now?" "Yes, now." Don't worry, Rick, we'll be right behind you." Mike said. "Yeah, we don't wanna miss a thing of you humiliating yourself." Rick snorted nervously before walking towards the table. When he was standing right behind the person Vyv pointed out, he coughed. "Uhm, hello there, may I say you have beautiful, uhm, hair? So, uhm, how are..." Before Rick could finish his scentance the person interrupted him with a male voice. "Gawsh Rick, sorry to tell you this but I am, you know, straight. Not that you aren't straight, everyone is straight, but, aww well, you know what I mean, don't you?" Rick slapped his forhead. "Shut up, Neil." "Heya Neil! You haven't changed a bit! How are you?" Vyv said, looking up to the tall guy. "Quite well." he said, stroking a lock of his long ash-blonde hair behind his ears, "I've got a nice home, nice kid, good job, so why won't I be well?" "Oh realy?" Vyv replied, looking around, "Where's your kid then?" Neil looked over the men's heads. "Hey Nigella, come see my old friends" Vyv smirked. "Nigel..la? You've got a daughter?" Neil smiled and nodded, still looking over their heads. "Aww Neil! Why do you always have to be different? We all have a son and you decided to have a daughter. Just go with the flow next time will you?" Rick said harshly. Neil looked to Rick, and his smile faded and was replaced with his common, depressed face. "What's up?" the girl asked to the men, walking towards her father and wrapping her arm around his waist. Nick ran a hand through his hair. "Why hello there, I'm Nick. Are you also going to study over here?" Nigella rolled her eyes, obviously not impressed by the boy. "Yeah, I'm going to study Philosophy, just like my dad." she said, letting her head rest against Neil's shoulder. Neil looked joyfull again and fiddled with his daughter's dark-brown hair.
Some speakers let out a squeaking noise before a voice was heard. "Dear visitors, old school students and new students. As you know, a few weeks ago, new students could write themselves in for a whole new education and for a place in our new student-houses. To see which house you'll be in, and with who, check the lists in the P.E. room." Most people walked off the field towards the school-building. Nigella grabbed hold of Neil's hand and pulled him with her. The others followed them.
"Bastart, Keith" Vyv said, pointing to one of the lists, "House number 13." Keith took a close look at the list. "Hey Nick, you're on this list too, and so are Richard and... Nigel Pye...?" "Wait a minute, my last name is Pye!" Nigella said, pushing Richard out of the way and reading the rest of the information behind the name. "Oh God no! This can't be true! They've misspelled my name and put me in a house with three men!" Keith smirked and put his arm around Nigella's shoulders. "No worries, I'm sure we'll have a good time." She gave him the evil eye, before turning to her father. "Can't we do something about it?" "Well, the top op the list reads that the students can't be replaced any more." "Oh great, just great!" she said, holding her arms up in the air, "Talking about bad luck!" She was still standing there with her arms in the air, waiting for someone to come up with something, until she noticed the rest had already went off to get their books...and thus she ran back to the group.
~~*~~ Will Nigella find a way to get away from the men? Will Keith start to annoy Richard? Will Rick get a new wife? We'll find out in the next chapter of The Young Ones: One Bloody Good Movie!
~~*~~ To celebrate Nigel Planer's (Neil's) 51th birthday, I have written this fanfic. ~~*~~
SCUMBAG SCHOOL REUNION, read the big billboard in front of an old building. Everything was decorated with balloons and pictures of the old students that have been on that school 20 years ago. Of course, the pictures of Vyvyan, Rick, Neil and Mike were hanging in front of one of the windows. While people were walking past those pictures, all of the sudden a football was kicked right against Rick's picture, breaking the glass behind it.
A young man was slapped against the back of his head by his father. "Didn't I tell you to knock the real Rick out with that ball? Now we've got to find something else to get that sissy down!" the man said. He wore the same kind of clothes like he did in his young years. His son roled his eyes and walked towards the catering on the side of field. "Well well well, if it isn't Vyvyan." a voice said, as Vyv turned himself around to look straight into the face of Rick. "Weel weel weel..." Vyv said, trying to imitate Rick by waving his hands around like a happy schoolgirl, "If it ain't Rick-ee! What's up, Rick-ee? Still trying to lose your virginity?" "NO." Rick sneered, "In fact, I have a son now, who is starting his studies on this school this year." Rick patted the 20-year-old boy next to him on his shoulders. They both looked the same: freaky, and wearing a lot of black. "What is he going to study? How to be a girl?" Rick shrugged, "He is going to study the noble art of music." "Like I said: How to be a girl." Rick's head turned red, but before he could do anything, Mike joined the three men. "Hello lads!" "Oh, hi Mike, how is your life today?" Rick responded while his red color started to fade again. "Good, good. May I introduce you to my boy Nick." A slick young man stepped from behind his father, sticking out his hand to Rick's son. "Hi there, study partner!" he said. The boy looked at Nick's hand, and then shook it while mumbling "Richard." "He's going to study Sociology." Mike said even before Vyv could open his mouth, "So, Vyvyan, have you also joined the rest of us into parenthood?" "Yeah." Vyv pointed towards the catering, and his son walked back to his father, holding a plate full of food, "That's Keith, going to study Criminology." "Oh I bet he'll know everything about that!" Rick replied. "Shut up." "You shut up!" "Where's your wife?" "One-night-stand. Where's your's?" "Divorced. No new girlfriend?" "Not yet, working on it." "Can't get one?" "I AM WORKING ON IT!" "Prove it." "How?" It was silent for a few seconds, and Mike sighed and mumbled "Fast conversation." Vyv looked to the catering again, and pointed to a long-haired person standing at the table. "There, go for it." "Wha--now?" "Yes, now." Don't worry, Rick, we'll be right behind you." Mike said. "Yeah, we don't wanna miss a thing of you humiliating yourself." Rick snorted nervously before walking towards the table. When he was standing right behind the person Vyv pointed out, he coughed. "Uhm, hello there, may I say you have beautiful, uhm, hair? So, uhm, how are..." Before Rick could finish his scentance the person interrupted him with a male voice. "Gawsh Rick, sorry to tell you this but I am, you know, straight. Not that you aren't straight, everyone is straight, but, aww well, you know what I mean, don't you?" Rick slapped his forhead. "Shut up, Neil." "Heya Neil! You haven't changed a bit! How are you?" Vyv said, looking up to the tall guy. "Quite well." he said, stroking a lock of his long ash-blonde hair behind his ears, "I've got a nice home, nice kid, good job, so why won't I be well?" "Oh realy?" Vyv replied, looking around, "Where's your kid then?" Neil looked over the men's heads. "Hey Nigella, come see my old friends" Vyv smirked. "Nigel..la? You've got a daughter?" Neil smiled and nodded, still looking over their heads. "Aww Neil! Why do you always have to be different? We all have a son and you decided to have a daughter. Just go with the flow next time will you?" Rick said harshly. Neil looked to Rick, and his smile faded and was replaced with his common, depressed face. "What's up?" the girl asked to the men, walking towards her father and wrapping her arm around his waist. Nick ran a hand through his hair. "Why hello there, I'm Nick. Are you also going to study over here?" Nigella rolled her eyes, obviously not impressed by the boy. "Yeah, I'm going to study Philosophy, just like my dad." she said, letting her head rest against Neil's shoulder. Neil looked joyfull again and fiddled with his daughter's dark-brown hair.
Some speakers let out a squeaking noise before a voice was heard. "Dear visitors, old school students and new students. As you know, a few weeks ago, new students could write themselves in for a whole new education and for a place in our new student-houses. To see which house you'll be in, and with who, check the lists in the P.E. room." Most people walked off the field towards the school-building. Nigella grabbed hold of Neil's hand and pulled him with her. The others followed them.
"Bastart, Keith" Vyv said, pointing to one of the lists, "House number 13." Keith took a close look at the list. "Hey Nick, you're on this list too, and so are Richard and... Nigel Pye...?" "Wait a minute, my last name is Pye!" Nigella said, pushing Richard out of the way and reading the rest of the information behind the name. "Oh God no! This can't be true! They've misspelled my name and put me in a house with three men!" Keith smirked and put his arm around Nigella's shoulders. "No worries, I'm sure we'll have a good time." She gave him the evil eye, before turning to her father. "Can't we do something about it?" "Well, the top op the list reads that the students can't be replaced any more." "Oh great, just great!" she said, holding her arms up in the air, "Talking about bad luck!" She was still standing there with her arms in the air, waiting for someone to come up with something, until she noticed the rest had already went off to get their books...and thus she ran back to the group.
~~*~~ Will Nigella find a way to get away from the men? Will Keith start to annoy Richard? Will Rick get a new wife? We'll find out in the next chapter of The Young Ones: One Bloody Good Movie!