A/N: Hi it's me back with another chapter. Well this time I got it in before two months. There isn't any real plot advancement in this chapter so no big relevations and not much happens. It is mostly just setting up the situation and I know it is a little on the short side. I did have lots of fun writing it though and I do hope you have as much fun reading it.

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Now if you stuck through all that I congratulate you and admire your perseverance. Here is the next chapter.

"Hello! Anyone here." Phil called. Phil and Victor were standing in front of the check-in desk at the Holiday Inn. The hotel was nothing like what either of them had expected. It was run-down and looked like they hadn't had a guest in at least a year. Phil had reached for the cobweb-covered bell and given it a light tap. When no one came he hit it a few times harder. As they waited impatiently they were able to examine the lobby more closely. A thick layer of dust covered everything. There were a few lamps and light fixtures but the room was lit more by candles, which were placed strategically so that the whole room was covered with a dim glow. There was a giant portrait that showed a serious man. Probably the founder of the hotel. There were two couches, which had some of the stuffing missing. Neither man could figure out why their parents had wanted to stay here. When it became apparent that they were in for a long wait the two of them each settled on a couch grabbing an outdated magazine to read.
Ollie was in the back room of the hotel watching his programs on the black and white television. That's all he did from 7:00 in the morning to 9:00 at night. He was hired at the hotel as the bellboy but he never had any work to do. He had been hired three months earlier but he had never seen his employer. They only communicated through letters left on the front desk, the occasional morning. Ollie was now watching his favourite show and he was getting impatient. He had known since the show started that the male lead and the female lead were going to get together. He had anxiously watched each episode getting excited over every awkward moment. Ollie could feel it in his bones; this would be the episode where they kissed. All through the first twenty minutes they had come close but never actually kissed. They had gotten together though and that was a big step. He vaguely heard a bell but was concentrating too much on the show. It was just getting to the climax. The boy had just come back to the girl after almost leaving her. The bell rang again and Ollie was sure he'd heard it this time. He momentarily considered ignoring it but then he remembered his job. He didn't want to be fired. He looked longingly at the T.V. before he entered the main lobby. There were two gentlemen sitting on the couches. One looked to be in his thirties, the other was a teenager. They both stood up when Ollie entered. "Yeah what do you want?" Ollie asked. He was hoping to deal with these two quickly so he could get back to the show. Eyeing the clock he saw that there were only ten minutes left before it was over.

The older man said, "We would like to rent two rooms please for a week" Ollie was surprised. No one came in actually wanting to stay there; it was normally to ask for directions or to use the phone. Working through the shock Ollie reached behind the desk and pulled out two keys. The hotel had one floor of 20 rooms, which, for as long as Ollie worked there, were always empty. The two keys were for rooms 102 and 103. The older man paid and then they went upstairs to get settled. To Ollie's relief and puzzlement neither of them had luggage so he was able to get back to the show with seven minutes to spare. Unfortunately he walked in on a commercial. He started as the pictures flew by. Toothpaste, Stay Fit, New show. Finally the little animation they played before the show came back started playing. Ollie watched intently as the show came back. The two characters were standing close to each other but were not touching. The girl looked sad. Just as Ollie was starting to think up theories on why she was sad, that damn bell rang again. Ollie, again, got up reluctantly. It took all the self-control Ollie had to walk through the doorway as he heard dramatic music playing behind him.

Standing at the counter this time was a girl with blonde hair who was angrily hitting the bell. Ollie just stood in the doorway as the girl continued to hit the bell over and over again. Frankly the girl scared Ollie, and as much as he wanted to return to his program he could not bring himself to approach her. She looked like the kind of girl who was used to getting her way and if she didn't then everyone else had better get out of her way. She was even wearing a T-shirt that said, "Back off or else!" Yup Ollie was just going to stand still and hope that she went away.

Unfortunately the girl noticed Ollie and immediately went behind the counter menacingly. She grabbed Ollie by his shirt. "Do you work here?" she exclaimed in a demanding voice." Ollie nodded as he tried to swallow and say something more. She didn't even give him a chance.

"I want the best room you've got that is on the same floor as the two pea-brain guys who just came in here and is right beside them. I want the walls to be thick enough that they can't hear through to my side and there better be a mini-bar in my room. Most importantly of all the room cannot be under ANY circumstances pink! I want all this NOW! Do you understand?" The girl said all this without breaking the death stare she was giving Ollie. Ollie pointed nervously at a set of keys on the bulletin board behind the desk. The girl snatched them up and let Ollie go. He hurried to get as far away as possible from her without leaving the room. "Excellent. If all is in order I will pay you at the end of the week. And the other people staying here are under no circumstances to be informed of my presence here." The girl then went upstairs without luggage, just like the gentlemen.

Ollie walked slowly back to his room hoping that the girl didn't change her mind and come back down. As he stepped in the theme music from his favourite show was playing and rolling the credits. After all that Ollie had missed it! Ollie was devastated. He walked to the mini fridge he kept only partly filled. He pulled out an almost empty tub of ice cream and an already used spoon. As Ollie sat back down on the couch he contemplated the fact that the hotel had gotten the most business it had ever had in one day. Ollie also contemplated the fact that this business had caused him to miss his absolutely favourite show.

This stated to make his brain hurt though and he stopped. Instead he scooped out a spoonful of ice cream. It was his favourite, mint-chocolate. The show playing was also his favourite and the theme song had just started. This show was about two boys living in a hotel, although the hotel was a lot nicer than the one Ollie was working in. Ollie settled more into the couch and took another scoop of ice cream as the theme ended and the episode began. The previous show would be forgotten until the next day when the rerun came on.

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