The Private Chef Max

by ya-fic

What if Fran was the rich one with kids and Maxwell was the underdog looking for a job? What if Niles was the Broadway producer and C.C. was the maid? When a chandelier falls on Fran and Maxwell, the knock to the head has them dreaming of just that scenario. This story is script style and meant to mimic an episode of the show. Please share your feedback!

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INT. DINING ROOM - DAY

Everyone stands around as C.C. and Niles stand on the table
working on the chandelier. We can only see the lower parts
of their bodies.

MAXWELL
You know, you two are lucky I
don't sue the hell out of the both
of you. You could have killed us.

C.C. stoops down into the shot.

C.C.
What? Maxwell, don't be
ridiculous. Niles doesn't have any
money.

She laughs.

NILES
And, anyway, Ms. Babcock is the
one who hung the chandelier.

FRAN
Barely.

MAXWELL
You put Ms. Babcock up to this,
Niles. You're as negligent as her.

FRAN
Meanwhile, if you would just
negligee her, maybe things like
this would stop happening.

Maxwell looks at her out of the corner of his eye.

MAXWELL
Anyway, just get it fixed, you
two.

He shakes his head and turns toward Fran.

MAXWELL (CONT'D)
I am so sorry about this.

FRAN
Oh, I'm not. It was a good dream.

MAXWELL
Delusion.

FRAN
You say tomahto.

She smiles at him.

FRAN (CONT'D)
You know, on account of your
accent?

MAXWELL
Yes. Yes, I got it.

He smiles.

MAXWELL (CONT'D)
So... what was your... dream?

FRAN
You tell yours first.

MAXWELL
Well, you were rich and powerful,
and you hired me as a, um...

FRAN
A chef?

Maxwell smiles mischievously.

MAXWELL
No, not exactly... though there
was whipped cream and chocolate
sauce involved.

FRAN
Oh. Mr. Sheffield!

She gives him a slap across the chest.

MAXWELL
Max...

She giggles as he scoops her into his arms and kisses her
passionately.

FADE TO BLACK.

END OF EPISODE

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