Apr 10, 2007 19:41
Fic: Day 85
Spoilers: None
Pairings: None
Rating: PG
Other stuff: Randomly appeared in my head, after I made a completely innocent comment that spawned this devilishly ridiculous fic about 2 seconds afterwards. Written in 30 seconds, so apolgies for any errors!
Day 85 in the Big Brother house.
8:04 am. Sam is still asleep in the bedroom. No-one’s been able to wake him since day three. Fellow housemate Annie is worried. She comes to the diary room, to talk to Big Brother.
“I just think it’s time we called a doctor in to have a look at him, that’s all”
. A doctor has all ready had a look at Sam, Annie - he’s perfectly fine, he’s just in a deep, deep sleep that’s all.
“But he keeps muttering in his sleep, I think he might be having nightmares…”
Big Brother has noticed you’re sitting with him more, Annie. Are you worried about him?
“Yes - he, he just… I mean, how can someone sleep for 82 days?”
Don’t worry, Annie. It’s all being taken care of. Sam’s safe. Was there anything else?
“…No, no there wasn’t. Thanks Big Brother.”
Thanks, Annie.
11:05am, Gene is in the toilet, smoking a cigarette. Ray and Chris are in the garden, talking by the hot tub.
“I think he’s dead, meself”
“Ray! He’s not dead, he’s just… sleeping. It’s weird, it’s like he’s in a coma”
“Coma? Naaaah. They’d have shipped him off to hospital by now if they thought that. ‘sides, asleep he’s not causing any trouble is he? Those first few days were a ruddy nightmare with him poncing about the place like he owned it”
“I dunno, I think I liked him a bit. He didn’t seem that bad”
“Yeah but you see the good in everyone, Chris”
“yeah, that’s true I spose”
Annie notices the boys talking, and goes over to join them.
“Oh here she is, Mary Nightingale herself. You been sitting with him, again, Annie?”
“Oh Ray, shut up for once will you?”
“want a ciggie, Annie?”
“no thanks, Chris”
12:41 pm. Gene is asleep on the bean bag in the lounge.
“I’m gonna kill you, I am, come back you scummy bast-”
“Gene! Oi, Gene!”
“Don’t bother him, Chris, let him sleep will ya?”
“But Ray, he’s obviously having a nightmare or something”
“maybe they’re stuck in the same nightmare”
“what, Annie?”
“nothing Ray, nothing”
10:59pm. Sam finally wakes up, to find all the other housemates have been evicted.
“Annie? Gene? Chris…. Ray?”
11:02pm. Sam comes to the Diary Room.
Hello Sam, welcome back.
“Where is everyone? What day is it?”
It’s day 85 Sam, you’ve been asleep for a long time.
“Well where is everyone else? Have I won, or something? Is the show over?”
There never were any other contestants, Sam. You’re the only contestant this year.
“but…”
Thanks, Sam. You’ve been such a good housemate. Very entertaining.
gen,
life on mars,
fic,
sam