Seymour in Rosette's apartment

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"Oh god... why did I do that?" she asked herself when she was out of earshot.
"He just tried to kiss me, and I gave him space in my apartment?" She cursed and
punched a wall, not hard enough to break anything, but it made a relaxing sound,
at least.
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Who: Seymour Niples
Where: Rosette's apartment
When: After he snogged her
Seymour opened the door to Rosette's apartment and strolled in, having a good
look around.
"Hold on a minute, those are my paintings!" He said pointing to the valuable
paintings he'd had to sell.
He had a good look around, and found a big woolly dressing gown. It wasn't as
nice as his cashmere wool, but was comfortable enough for what he was planning,
which was to sit around watching daytime TV all day and feel sorry for himself
for losing his daughter. He walked to the fridgefreezer to find a large tub of
icecream, passing a mirror as he did so. For just a moment he caught sight of
the hideous slob he'd become, with a full beard and straggly unkempt hair.
He checked the wine cabinet, but found there wasn't anything interesting. "I'd
do anything for an Aeron Bordeaux right now." He muttered to himself, knowing
that he didn't have enough money to buy anything.
He laid back on the sofa, resting the icecream on his stomach and spooned large
amounts into his face, and laughed at the TV where a hologram of Jeremy Kyle
shouted abuse at commoners.
In a few seconds time he'd see a broadcast that would change his life. It was
the broadcast that would make all his dreams come true, it would tell him that
Queen Brittany WAS alive.
But he missed it.
The doorbell chimed.
Seymour grunted, and turned off the TV. He rocked himself to get off the sofa,
and closed the gap in his dressing gown that exposed his unmentionables.
"She's not in." he screamed at the door. But there was no response.
He blew the messy hair out of his face and pressed the button to open the
automatic door.
"Hello darling" Said a robotic representation of Dale Winton.
"Oh god." Said Seymour, and tried to shut the door.
"Do you need cash for gold? Do you have any spare jewellery? Need some extra
cash?" Said the robotic Dale, Seymour was almost blinded by his fake tan.
"No, I don't have anything. ANYTHING, you hear?" Seymour bawled. "They took it
all away! I'm broke!"
Dale's grin was permanent. "You have this lovely apartment."
"It's not..." Seymour started, but then stopped as a wicked idea spread across
his mind. He really did have nothing.
"Wait there." He told Dale, who nodded. Seymour then dashed into Rosette's
bedroom and started looking in all the cupboards. Rosette said her family had
been rich. She must have some valuables, some heirlooms that she had lying
around that she didn't need any more. He could probably get some good money from
an old family heirloom that she might have in her possession.
He searched through her wardrobes, raking through all her stuff, remembering to
place it back in exactly the same place so that she wouldn't notice anything.
Then at the very bottom of a chest of drawers he found a small box. Carefully he
pulled it out and looked inside.
"Jolly good show!" He said, picking out a golden bracelet. He turned it over in
his hands. "This looks well made, perhaps it was her mothers? She had exquisite
taste!"
He rushed out back to the front door where the robotic TV host was standing.
"Here, take this." He said. "It should be enough to get me a '48 Aeron
Bordeaux."
Dale took the bracelet and placed it into a compartment inside his chest. Then
his entire mechanical body started to shake and then he printed some money out
of his mouth.
Seymour took the dollarpound note. "What! Is this all? This isn't enough for a
'48 Aeron Bordeaux!"
Dale Winton turned and stomped away.
Seymour sighed. "Dammit. I'll have to only get a '86 Bordeaux instead."
He went out to the nearest corner shop (the one on Nivelo 34 that smelled like
curry), came back and necked the wine straight from the bottle.
*An hour later*
Seymour woke, after realising he'd got drunk and fallen asleep slumped over the
coffee table. He stood up quickly, with a coaster still stuck to his face.
He blinked with both eyes until the room came back into focus, which took quite
a while. When he could see enough to see the wine bottle, he finished off the
rest and staggered around the apartment, accidentally smashing the bottle on the
kitchen floor.
He belched, and then laughed.
Then he walked into Rosette's dining room and squinted.
"Something's not right." He announced. "The feng shui isn't right, Rosette's a
moron! Doesn't she realise!"
He staggered to the table and pushed it against the wall, then after falling
over the chair he pulled a pot plant into the room and removed the tall lamp.
Then as he was standing back to admire his work, he staggered backwards and
knocked over the pot plant, spilling soil all over the floor.
"Oh fiddlesticks!" He said. "I'd better fix this..." but his eye was caught by
the TV. "...after part 2 of Jeremy Kyle!"
He collapsed onto the sofa and laughed. "Stupid commoners!" He said before he
fell asleep.
He woke up again a few hours later with a mini hangover. The TV flicked over to
the galactic news, showing footage of Queen Brittany. At first he thought it was
old footage from when she was alive.
Then he realised this was different. He immediately sat bolt upright.
"Stand shoulder to shoulder with all of humanity, and wage war against the evil
of the Hymenoptera." She said, then turned to face the camera. Seymour felt like
she was speaking directly to him.
"Be pure. Be vigilant... That is all."
"Yes... yes my Queen." He said to the TV. Then tried to calm his frantic
breathing. "My Queen." He said to himself. "My Queen is alive!"
"This was broadcast just a few hours ago from the JMC Blue Dwarf." Said the
holographic news reporter from channel 27.
He rushed out of the apartment into the corridor, still wearing only his
dressing gown. He bumped into several people as he rushed past them. "Did you
hear, Queen Brittany's alive! Alive!" He said. "She's alive and she's on the
Blue Dwarf!"
<OOC- Tag Andy he's coming to find Brittany! SMAndy, what's Rosette going to say
when she finds her apartment in a mess?>