Juvenile Entertainer 8 Chapter 8 Well Deserved

William attempts to change the subject "So where did you learn to play the piano"

Theodore was cought up in his own thoughts and instinctively answered "My grandpa taught me but he's not around anymore" quickly realizing what he just said 'What's wrong with you, stop adding unnecessary details'

William was also beating himself up inside 'f.u.c.k sake Will, stay away from the poor kids deceased family members, he's clearly hurt and doesn't need you rubbing it in.'

Theodore starts thinking 'Go back to talking about the job'

"So how much do I get paid for playing the piano"

Theodore mentally facepalms 'So you change the subject to money after guilt tripping him, you piece of s.h.i.+t'

William relaxed after hearing 'Yes finally, back to business'

"Well piano player is only needed from lunch till night, so how's £20 per an hour sound"

Theodore's thoughts 's.h.i.+t is that too much, oh well I'm not really sure. I'll just accept it so that we can move on'

"Okay is there a uniform"

"Typical black an white suit. . . actually you can wear different color if you want but preferably suits please "

Theodore thought back to how he started panicking in front of crowd and asked "Is it okay if wear a thin hoodie under the jacket or a mask to cover my face, I think I have stage fright"

William imagined an amazing piano player that hides his ident.i.ty under a mask and hood. He felt his blood boil at just the idea of how much publicity it will bring "Im completely fine with it but on one condition"

Theodore replies "Sure, what's the condition"

"Can you try not to reveal your ident.i.ty, for at least for the first two weeks after the restaurants opening"

James was stunned but he still agreed to it. James also gave it some consideration 'In the long run this can be counted as building some fame or maybe an alter ego, either way it might help in the future'

Getting house James hurriedly got out of the car and got changed into a pear of ripped jeans a long sleeve s.h.i.+rt and old boots.

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Back in the restaurant, Theodore steps into the kitchen "what the f.u.c.k is that disgusting smell, G.o.d it's burning my nose"

Backing out of the kitchen Theodore goes towards a table filled with tools that William left for him. Picking up a face mask and gloves. James heads back to kitchen to look for the smell.

He opened every cupboard and draws and still nothing, he moved on to check inside the fridge and freezer then it came to the cold storage and like magic he found the origin of the rancid aroma.

Inside the Cold storage was layer after layers of gang green colored meat piled up "This has clearly went off a few years ago"

Then he heard the sound scurrying and squeaks and slammed the door shut making sure that what ever is in there doesn't escape.

He called William "Hi Will ,it's Theodore I wanted to ask if your getting rid of the cold storage"

William says "no why is there something wrong with it"

"Well there's the molding meat and I'm pretty certain that there a family of rats living in it"

"Leave the the cold storage I'll get it replaced, can you just put mouse traps around and block any of the holes you find"

"Sure are you coming back to help"

"Um yeah I'll be back in time to pay you"

"That's not what I was asking.... and he hung up"

Going back to the table he picked up all the mouse traps, he initially thought he would not need it but clearly he was wrong.

Before placing the traps, Theodore dose some stretching "I just have to move that enormous stove oven and then move that giant fridge to the outside"

Standing in front of fridge, he attempts to get some form of grip on both sides of the fridge. Clasping the sides he makes the fridge wobble it's way out.

Then came the stove, it had four steel feet that would most likely scratch the flooring so pulling it was out and the weight of the fire breathing metal box was way to immense for his just above average strength.

Walking around the restaurant Theodore goes on a search for anything that could provide some leverage to the stove and then be wheeled out.

After searching every nook and cranny he couldn't find anything that could be useful. Pulling a chair out he sat and just stared at the stove.

Theodore was thinking as hard as he could 'I don't have the strength to pick it up so have to rely on science... I can try making a pulley system but that takes to much time and even if have a pulley I need a platform with wheels... hmm what about friction, yes that could work I just need to reduce the friction between the steel feet and the flooring'

Jumping to his feet Theodore opens up a cupboard that's filled with plastic container, taking the lids off the containers he puts them underneath the four steel feet and easily pushed across the room.

"f.u.c.k yeah I'm a genius"

[Host please don't use the word genius so lightly especially for such a trivial problem]

Theodore completely ignores the system "it's time for some fun" saying so he picked up a sledgehammer, he made his way to the kitchen and swung it at the cupboards "ahahah"

Some time pa.s.sed and the kitchen turned into another empty room. Pulling out a broom he sweeps up all the dirt and mops the floor.

With the place clean he places mouse traps in areas where he found rat droppings and holes.

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"Come on, can I get a talent that's relates to me wanting to be a star"

Theodore was getting bored of just waiting for William so he uncovered the grand piano and started practicing.

William finally arrived and quietly waited for Theodore to finish his song.

Theodore stopped playing and heard Williams voice "The place looks great and here's the money"

Theodore counted it "This is £800?? Why are you giving me so much"

William responded lightly "You did a lot more then I asked so you deserve it"

Theodore was happy that all his hard work didn't go to waste "Thank you"

William goes on to say "Go home and relax. Come in on Monday at 11:30am"