Neil woke at 2:00pm at the sound of the telephone ringing.
"I'm not surprised I woke up at the sound of the telephone ringing seeing as I am the one that always has to answer it." He said to himself.
Neil walked out of his room in no rush to answer the phone.
"Lads, I think you should all, like, wake up. Not that there is any point anyway seeing as that today is going to be just as boring as yesterday."
The phone was still ringing as Neil got down the stairs and he answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hi, my name is Jess. Is Michael at home?" the woman on the other end of the call asked.
"Who's Michael?" Neil asked himself.
"Hello? Are you there?" The woman inquired.
"Uh, yes" Neil answered.
"Well is he home?"
"Who?"
"Michael…Mike TheCoolPerson?"
"Oh Michael isn't here but Mike is."
Neil hung up satisfied that he had a decent conversation with a chick as Mike and Vyvyan came down the stairs. Mike was in his best suit.
"Hi guys." Neil gestured.
"Good afternoon Neil." Mike replied.
"Neil, breakfast ready yet?" asked Vyvyan.
"There isn't anything to eat Vyv, remember? And even if there was something to eat, right, it wouldn't be breakfast, it would be lunch because it is the afternoon."
"Neil what do you mean there isn't anything to eat?" Mike asked, "I specifically said that somebody has to get a job or find some money fast because I'm expecting company today and when I meant somebody I meant you."
As Neil was about to try and explain himself to Mike and Vyvyan, Rick came down the stairs and entered the kitchen.
"VYVYAN! You utter bustard!" he shouted.
"What did I do this time." Vyvyan asked already knowing the answer.
"You know what you did and I ought to give you a good smack on the bottom!" Rick said holding up his fist. "Those were my favourite pair of dungarees!"
"I thought they were your only pair."
"It doesn't matter how many pairs I have young man, all that matters is…"
Before Rick could get his sentence out, Vyvyan smashed a plate over Rick's head.
"Look guys, I don't want to bring any of you down or anything…" Neil said as Rick interrupted him.
"Neil you always bring us down you stupid bloody hippy."
"Oh that's right Rick, pick on me and make out I ruined universe or something man."
"Oh shut up Neil. God, if you were any smarter you'd be a moron." Rick alleged as Neil frowned.
"Guys, listen. Like I said last night and before. I'm expecting company today. In fact I'm expecting company in 2 hours. So Rick, I'm giving you 2 hours to clean out your bedroom, alright?" Mike told them as he started to walk out.
"Yes Mike," Rick said quickly before pausing, "Wait, what?"
"I said Rick, that…"
"Yes Mike, I heard what you said but why?"
"Because we drew straws and yours was the shortest."
"I don't remember doing that."
"You were unconscious Rick."
"Wait a minute! When was this?"
"I'd say a week from today. Now time is money Rick, so don't waste my time or it will cost you."
"But Mike, why do I have to clean out my room?"
"Well I can't let my guest sleep on the floor, can I? And what gentlemen would I be if I told them to sleep on the couch?"
"So why can't we just use Neil's room? He doesn't even use his bed!"
"Rick, I've already organized to build my next roller disco in Neil's room so it isn't an option." Mike said as he headed for the door.
"But Mike…"
"Just get that room cleaned out ok?" Mike rushed out the door on his way to pick his guest up from the airport.
"Ok." Rick said unwittingly as he walked back to the kitchen table where Vyvyan and Neil were sitting.
"Ohhh no." Neil moaned in his usual 'Neil tone'.
"What is it now Neil? God, your such a bloody whiner aren't you?"
"I forgot to tell Mike he had a phone call."
"Neil, get me some breakfast or I will kill you!" Vyvyan said fuming.
"Vyv we haven't got any…"
SMASH. Before Neil could answer, Vyvyan hit him over the head with a saucer that was on the table.
"Ha ha ha Neil! That will teach you for…um…not getting us anything to eat." Rick said with his typical Rick grin.
"Rick." Vyvyan said.
"Yes Vyvyan?"
"Shut up!" Vyvyan said as he hit Rick over the head with the same saucer.