A Minor Election Detour.
You looked at Mike Curb and were trying your best not to look bored and uninterested in the party going on. "Is there a reason I am here?"
"Because Regan wanted you to come to his own victory hotel, and you didn't want to, so you came to mine to say you were with someone else?" Mike said as he took a moment to answer. "Oh that was rhetorical."
"Yes, it was Mike, thanks." You said. "You know it's funny before I walked onto the stage in front of the nation, George didn't even know that I had even planned to do anything like that."
Mike huffed. "Was he mad?"
"No. he was impressed that I somehow managed to keep it a secret from him for so long. Hell, the other Mike, you know Eisner."
"I know him, never liked him, always found him to be a money-loving man who doesn't appreciate art."
"He appreciates it when it makes him money, and really?" You asked. "I would have thought that you two would have gotten along?"
Mike just huffed. "I never liked any of Hollywood, to be honest, found it more of a den of snakes than the music industry, and politics." He then laughed. "I found an honest politician working in Sacramento, can you believe it?"
"What's his name?"
"Bruce O'Brian." He laughed.
Ouch.
You didn't get it. "Really? I'm not a-"
"I know, but hey, you're one of the good people out there changing the world, and I'm sure that most people would love to have that."
"I think people would like to have my life but none of my responsibilities. Given or otherwise." You said with a smile, as a drink was handed over to you. "Come on it's over, please tell me they aren't going to announce it. He's going to win."
"You're a party pooper you know that? And you are surrounded by people who will listen to your word, and keep the cameras away because they have secrets too." Mike then sighed. "At least smile a little more. A little bit of this is your victory too."
"Nah. Call it a victory for the American process. Besides Carrie isn't here, so I'm going to be a party pooper to keep all the brown nosers away." You said. "I could probably win an election."
Mike laughed. "You could become President of the United States if you wanted to."
"Hell no, do you think I would give up my freedom for service when I'm this young and want to do so much more?" You asked.
"Hey, you said you could win an election, not me? I'm just pointing out that you could."
You frowned. "Great, don't tell me you and the other Mike have been talking to 'recreate my public image'?"
"I think that would be Carrie, and no, I would never do something like that?" Mike said. "Besides, your being authentic and weird is part of your charm."
You huffed. "Thanks."
"Oh, the final results are in." Mike said as he pointed to one of the TVs that were set up all over the place.
"If I were a betting man, I'd say he wins by a couple dozen electoral votes and not the 50 state sweep." You stated.
"Oh, and whys that?" Mike asked.
"Because for all of Ronnie's charisma, Carter's got victories." You said.
"He didn't get the hostages out of the Embassy," Mike replied. "That's a blemish."
"Okay, what do you think Mike?" You asked.
"Over 400." He replied.
"What's the wild card?" YOu asked.
"Mass?"
You snorted. "Really?"
"Hey you asked." Mike replied as the results were finally in.
Reagan 469
Carter: 69
The map was in. and you frowned. "Fuck!"
"Thought it was a closer race." Mike laughed. "Come on, what were you expecting Carter to sneak in, even with his victories overseas?"
"I don't know what I wanted." You said. "You know I could still probably become president, knowing how famous I am right?"
"Yeah, with what running mate? George Lucas?"
"You know it would be a helluva unity ticket." You laughed. "Though Eisner might be better, get people who want sound fiscal policy on the side. Cause George."
"Yeah yeah, come on, you can daydream about refusing a nomination later. I want to socialize."
And you both laughed as you went back to the party, where everyone celebrated the victory of Ronald Regan as president.
Reward: Mike thinks you can become president, and you both have a nice laugh about it.
Oh, and Ronald Reagan became President of the United States. You just wanted to get away from the victory party that you were, by some traditional reason or some crap, obligated to go.
Least Mike was good company.
AN: I was asked to do an election omake, that I didn't really want to do because pirates were infesting my mind with promises of booty and racing Davy Jones, but hey, it's done.
