Back in London Larry cradled his phone smiling happily. He had scrolled through his messages and as he thought his followers had been most anxious to know where he was. They had even launched a #where’s Larry search for him.
Fortunately his messages had reassured them though why they persisted in thinking it was all some kind of joke or prank he wasn’t sure. Clearly, some additional explaining was required but first he needed some rest and food.
He had come to realise that while his followers appreciated and understood the need for All To Be Larry, there were many more heretics than he thought. For instance, he should by rights be able to turn up at one the swankiest hotel in London and be giving the Presidential Suite for free just by asking – but apparently the Ritz was in the hands of unbelievers as well
“Good afternoon sir”
“Actually I prefer your divinity or your omnipotentness”
“I beg your pardon sir?”
“Your divinity”
“What?”
“It’s not sir, it’s your divinity”
“Is there something you wanted?”
“Your finest suite my good man. I am the divine Lazbotron and I require food and shelter and room for my soon to be acquired harem”
“harem?”
“yes, All Shall Be Larry”
“indeed sir....’ SECURITY!!!”
“Well I don’t need an escort up to my suit but it’s kind of you to provide one.....how dare you! Unhand me at once! I am the divine lazbotron and....ouch that hurts”
Outside Larry stared balefully at the Ritz and then took out his phone and added
“Blast Ritz hotel off face of the earth” to his to do list, just underneath
“Recruit lady followers for harem. Note to self, they may refer to me as your largeness rather than your divinity to make things less formal”
“Have Mat and Ben burnt as heretics”
He thought for a moment and then added
“Get teabags”
He decided it would be best if he were incognito and so he went to a Travel lodge and got a room like a normal person. He needed a plan to bring his followers together. He leisurely tweeted his followers as he thought of how best to do this.
LEFT MY MONEY ON THE BEDSIDE TABLE AND BADLY NEEDED A MORNING CROISSANT, SO JUST SMASHED THE WINDOW AND TOOK IT. APPARENTLY THAT'S OK NOW
OH. APPARENTLY GIVING SOMEONE 'PUPPY DOG EYES' IS SUPPOSED TO BE A METAPHOR. SO THAT WAS A WASTE OF BOTH A DOG AND A JIFFY BAG
I THINK MY HOTEL ROOM TV HAS SWITCHED TO A CHANNEL I HOPE DOESN'T APPEAR ON MY BILL
It had to be somewhere large enough, he had so many followers after all, and somewhere they wouldn’t attract too much attention.
Hmmmmmm Larry thought and thought and then grinned, an evil omnipotent god grin. He knew just where they should meet.
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Fill Jimothy's Magic Hugs AU 11a/14
Date: 2011-12-06 02:44 pm (UTC)Fortunately his messages had reassured them though why they persisted in thinking it was all some kind of joke or prank he wasn’t sure. Clearly, some additional explaining was required but first he needed some rest and food.
He had come to realise that while his followers appreciated and understood the need for All To Be Larry, there were many more heretics than he thought. For instance, he should by rights be able to turn up at one the swankiest hotel in London and be giving the Presidential Suite for free just by asking – but apparently the Ritz was in the hands of unbelievers as well
“Good afternoon sir”
“Actually I prefer your divinity or your omnipotentness”
“I beg your pardon sir?”
“Your divinity”
“What?”
“It’s not sir, it’s your divinity”
“Is there something you wanted?”
“Your finest suite my good man. I am the divine Lazbotron and I require food and shelter and room for my soon to be acquired harem”
“harem?”
“yes, All Shall Be Larry”
“indeed sir....’ SECURITY!!!”
“Well I don’t need an escort up to my suit but it’s kind of you to provide one.....how dare you! Unhand me at once! I am the divine lazbotron and....ouch that hurts”
Outside Larry stared balefully at the Ritz and then took out his phone and added
“Blast Ritz hotel off face of the earth” to his to do list, just underneath
“Recruit lady followers for harem. Note to self, they may refer to me as your largeness rather than your divinity to make things less formal”
“Have Mat and Ben burnt as heretics”
He thought for a moment and then added
“Get teabags”
He decided it would be best if he were incognito and so he went to a Travel lodge and got a room like a normal person. He needed a plan to bring his followers together. He leisurely tweeted his followers as he thought of how best to do this.
LEFT MY MONEY ON THE BEDSIDE TABLE AND BADLY NEEDED A MORNING CROISSANT, SO JUST SMASHED THE WINDOW AND TOOK IT. APPARENTLY THAT'S OK NOW
OH. APPARENTLY GIVING SOMEONE 'PUPPY DOG EYES' IS SUPPOSED TO BE A METAPHOR. SO THAT WAS A WASTE OF BOTH A DOG AND A JIFFY BAG
I THINK MY HOTEL ROOM TV HAS SWITCHED TO A CHANNEL I HOPE DOESN'T APPEAR ON MY BILL
It had to be somewhere large enough, he had so many followers after all, and somewhere they wouldn’t attract too much attention.
Hmmmmmm Larry thought and thought and then grinned, an evil omnipotent god grin. He knew just where they should meet.