Post by Xavier Goodwin on Feb 13, 2010 3:25:41 GMT -5
Xavier was sitting at the desk of his mansion, the oil fortune had held out and handed down to him! He was now one of the most powerful men in America! And it pleased him so.
He felt his stomach rumble as he was going over the latest facts and figures. He pulled a rope which rang a bell for his man servant.
A very bored but somewhat irate voice spoke. "You rang sir?"
Xavier smiled. "Yes, Tyler. I'm feeling a bit hungry, go and fix me a ham and swiss on dark rye bread with spicy mustard. Oh and vodka tonic to go with it." Tyler stood there for a moment. "You heard me, go on!"
Tyler turned on his heels and disappeared into the vast unknown. He returned a few moments later with the sandwich and drink. "Here you are...sir." He hated saying that part.
"Good boy Tyler, your beginning to find your place here, its good to know you can be trained." Xavier patted Tyler's cheek. Tyler pulled back violently. Xavier frowned. "Still sore about losing that bet old boy?" He chuckled.
"If I were in that chair right now..." Tyler snapped at Xavier. Xavier rose to get in his face.
"Well you aren't are you!? You are nothing but a loser, always have been and always will be!" He grabbed Tyler's shoulder and threw him to the floor. "Now, I need a footrest." Tyler got on all four's.
"At his masters' feet, just the place for a pup." Xavier said as he sat back and lit a cigar.
He felt his stomach rumble as he was going over the latest facts and figures. He pulled a rope which rang a bell for his man servant.
A very bored but somewhat irate voice spoke. "You rang sir?"
Xavier smiled. "Yes, Tyler. I'm feeling a bit hungry, go and fix me a ham and swiss on dark rye bread with spicy mustard. Oh and vodka tonic to go with it." Tyler stood there for a moment. "You heard me, go on!"
Tyler turned on his heels and disappeared into the vast unknown. He returned a few moments later with the sandwich and drink. "Here you are...sir." He hated saying that part.
"Good boy Tyler, your beginning to find your place here, its good to know you can be trained." Xavier patted Tyler's cheek. Tyler pulled back violently. Xavier frowned. "Still sore about losing that bet old boy?" He chuckled.
"If I were in that chair right now..." Tyler snapped at Xavier. Xavier rose to get in his face.
"Well you aren't are you!? You are nothing but a loser, always have been and always will be!" He grabbed Tyler's shoulder and threw him to the floor. "Now, I need a footrest." Tyler got on all four's.
"At his masters' feet, just the place for a pup." Xavier said as he sat back and lit a cigar.