Ignore the PM, his a bit odd

Chapter 1

It was the day after the election. And the Diversity Party won. Out doing the Conservatives, Labour and well the others were small. It was a change in Britain, the first Autistic Prime Minster, well the most open. It also was as it said it was going to be diverse.

Which if you looked closely at the party. It was going to be one lively one. See they also were a very quirky bunch. It will be interesting to see who gets what. Especially the cabinet and seeing who was going to be in charge of what. There is also about four service dogs across the political spectrum. John, a service dog has been known to steal files. Well I suppose they he has to have a hobby. It was discovered that there was a collection of five brief cases, ten plastic wallets and a pencil case. With no stationary in it.

Christopher Black was on his way to Downing street. He had instructed the staff that very precisely where to put the models. The train ones were most important. He even asked for a tea train to be sent to him for his bedroom, his office and a large meeting room. The staff in downing street were baffled by the request. But cross parties were excited by this a train delivering them tea and biscuits. Who wouldn't?. 

The media were having a field day. Across the world everyone was talking. Phones were buzzing and video streaming. Like it should be. It had been a tense night and for some reason most of the MP's partners had gone back to bed. And were nestled in bed, whilst their partner talked about the election results to people. And of course, there was one school age child telling the other children that his dad is an MP, and you have to listen to him.

Meanwhile Christopher was on his way down to London. He was soo tired from all the attention. The routine was a huge change. New place to sit and sleep. More important people coming to your door. Even Kings, Prime Minsters and other leaders coming up to your door. Asking your decision on this and that topic. But for the moment Christopher was watching a DVD of an old train documentary to chill to (without commentary). Then there was one on planes too. Which would help to.  

"Christopher" the chauffer called to him. Which made him look up. "We will be arriving soon" he told him. He nodded in acknowledgement to him. He looked out the window to see London. All the people he was going to be responsible for. It was a big job for him to do. As he drove down Downing street the flashing lights went mad. He put his sunglasses on ready for the media. Jake was out there already in his camper van. As he agreed with Jake he could live in the front of his new home. If he became Prime Minster. So he had to let security know he was living on the curb. Which had everyone tilting their heads.

Christopher opened the car door. The world went nuts as they saw him. In his black suit and sunglasses. He stood outside for a moment before going in to number ten downing street.

Unfortunately Rita was in fall panic mode. Trying soo hard too keep her tics in control. She was one of the maids. She was in such a hurry. That she didn't notice the new Prime Minster coming in. So whilst carrying the laundry, she fell in to him. On live TV as Christopher let a few crews in with him.  Not always the best thing to happen to him. His eyebrows were knitted together and his lips slightly open. As  for Rita her mouth was open wide behind her hands. It didn't really help that she swore. But that could not be helped. 

"And who are you?" Christopher asked her. He got himself up, putting his glasses on in the prosses. The young lady was completely red by it all. 

She looked slightly down. "My name is Rita, Sir" She answered him. Holding her tone before it failed her. "I'm one of your maids, Sir" quickly letting go. Then her hand hit her chest.

"Hi, Rita. I guess you worked out who I'm. I will be looking for the rest of the team later. See you then" he smiled looking at her. And then went off, picking the laundry on the way. She smiled at herself at least he didn't yell at her. 

Jake one of the MPs was outside ten downing street. There was an issue with his home where he had live in his campervan. And the security on downing street was really good actually. At this moment he was making a fry up. It had unfortunately became quit smoky. So all the doors and windows were open. You would have thought he would of greeted  the Prime Minster, but he was asleep instead. And just remembered when there was a commotion going on. As he woke.     

Prince Eddie to his friends, was secretly thrilled that he was in. They had talked about it since they were were young. If they were King or Prime Minster (though that was harder with an older brother who is heir). His hands were flapping like mad all around the bedroom. They had so many plans they wanted to do. He had to wait to see him. Just for a moment. But he had already sent a text to him. But Christopher was a bit busy to deal with it all. The palace was talking about it too. I mean they were all talking about it. Well it was an election. And Queen Emma was going to work with him. And she would have to approve it all. Also she was aware of Eddie's friendship with him. Which was more funny that she use to have him over for a roast every now and again. And now it would be because it would be work business.  

"Eddie" Queen Emma called out to him. There was a sudden pause as he registered her call. And then footsteps were heard coming to her. The door opened and there was a beaming smile on his face.

"Yes mum" he smiled as he let her in. She sat down on the stool.

"Eddie, I know you are excited about the result and that Christopher got in" her voice pausing for a moment. "But you need to be professional with him. The world knows you know him" 

He leaped over to her. "He is Prime Minster. We have soo many plans we are going to do together."

"Did you just hear what I just said?" checking him.

"Something about him being good," sounding unsure about what she said. She rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"No try again" she repeated to him. Watching his eyes flickering about trying to recall what she said. 

"She said to be professional with him" his older brother Marcus called out to him. "The whole world knows your relationship." The it hit Eddie what she said.

"Your going to be executed" Emma yelled at her other son. Followed by him laughing and telling her she wont get far. She loved her family a lot really, all of them. 

Meanwhile Christopher was looking around the place getting use to his new home. It was now his. He had felt like he was always looking at it like he was going to buy it or rent it. And now he could explore it as if he owned it. Which of course he was elected so it was his, at last. He was still yet to meet all his new staff, that will help run the place. He had brought a small bag with him while other things were to follow him. Just the essentials he was told.

 And Jake was outside to let him know if the removable van was here. Just as he was about to sit down Barry the cat started meowing at him. Of course wanting some food. Barry was a rescue cat. Downing street made a pledge that all new cats were to recused. And only cats brought home from their own homes were fine. Barry was a female cat. But someone thought she was male. So in the end she stayed as Barry.