The drive.

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*VROOM VROOM* 

"La la la la la la la la la laaaa" Mr Bean sings in his green mini cooper. 

"Teddy, wanna go to the beach today? Heard it was half price." 

He says while his arm quickly charges towards teddy- placing  his index finger behind his head, making his head move as he's nodding. 

Comes out of no where is a blue mini car. Carelessly, Mr Bean drives right towards it, no interlock of his safety. 

*PSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.* 

"Dohh!!!" Mr Bean groans as he unbuckles himself from his seat.

He tries opening his door, nudging and pushing, though, he can't.. It's blocked from the outside, he finally realises where he's landed, it was a cow pat. 

"Teddy, I'm sorry." He says to teddy, grabbing him by the torso with his sully hand. 

He opens the window, and using teddy as a glove; opens the door from the  outside... Keeping teddy in his hand, he swims to shore, desperately breathing for fresh air. 

"Oh teddy, you abso-" He stops. Looks in front of him, trying to focus on teddy, but fails.

"Aww man" He groans as the mud flows into his used-to-be-bright-green car. 

He's just about to grab his cell phone (NOKIA BRICK), when something steals his attention. Not an object, but a smell. 

He uses teddy as a mask, but the scent grew bigger.

He finally realises where the awful smell was coming from. His eyes became narrow, deeply looking at Teddy.

"Pohh, as soon we can get our car out of there, we're going to go get you cleaned."

As he was doing earlier, he opened the flat of his phone and dialled the towing company-  despite the stickiness of his hand, getting stuck to the keypad.

AFTER HIS CAR GETS TOED

"That'll be $30 bucks mate." Says the tower. 

"KHWHAT? $30 DOLLARS? THAT'S INSANE!!" Mr Bean grumbles as he gets a hold of his wallet.

"By the way mate, I'll give you a discount." The tower forms a smile.

 "It's usually $230 to fix your damsel in distress, but I'll let you pay me $200. Business, aye?"

"$200?!!! YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!" He takes a look at his wallet, there must've been about $30 dollars there.

"Is my baby not going to work?"  

The tower replies with "It will work, don't you worry, but it's going to be pulled to a technician to see if it is safe to drive."

Mr Bean looks at the tower like he was trying to win an eye contest, but the tower loses concentration and looks away.

"Umm, could I have a ride, to the technician?" Mr Bean asks cause their was no other way, except walking to the technician himself.

The tower looks at Mr Bean for a few seconds then runs into his van acting like he never heard him. 

"Guess it's me and you teddy..." Mr Bean stares at teddy. 

"OH CMON, NOT YOU TOO! Why does everyone give me the silent treatment?!! Yes yes, may have used you as a glove, and we both stink of cow poo, but at least we're out!" 

Still no answer from teddy. 

*Sigh*

*Sigh*

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