Mark rolled his eyes. "No Adison," he said. "The master doesn't have any of that here. That's all in his valut in the bank." He paused for a moment, thinking.

"AWwww...thats no fair...what the point of being a butler if you cant get to check out all the cool fancy stuff that the pr-..I er um mean the Master has!"

Adison reasoned.

"Your point is to serve him," Mark said. "Not to check out his 'cool stuff'."

Adison sighed and bit and leaned against the sink and blew a strand of hair from his face...then an idea hit him.

"Oh gee..I just rememberd.....I forgot to umm...make my bed" Adison then ran out of the kitchen and down the hallway....except for turning left to where the servants quarters were...he turned right .....if his uncle wanst going to show him the cool stuff in this place...then he was going to have to find it himself.....the halls and rooms were extreamly quiet with no one around....which gave the whole east wing of the mansion a spooky feeling....he now was tip toeing from room to room...only seeing what looked like guest bedrooms that were poorly lit.

Mark blinked as Adison ran off, not seeing what direction he ran in. He sighed. "Meet me in the laundry room later!" he called to him. With a sigh; he headed to the laundry room, knowing there was bedsheets that need folding.

Adison finnaly came to a huge bedroom that was the size of a small house...the bed was an amazing 4 post bed....the windows were open and overlooked the private lake...Adison decided that this must be the Masters room...he ran over to the huge dresser and gawlked at all the things laid out...a collection of rare coins was displayed along with several gold watches...and...whats this?

Adison reached out and grabbed an oddly shaped glass bottle that was filled with a brownish liquid....he carefully untwisted it and the strong aroma of expensive collone hit Adisons face...he then quickly tried returning it to the dresser and missed the the bottle slipped from his hand.....fortuantly the room was carpeted so the bottle did not break when it landed...but UNFORTUNATLY the expensive and strong smelling collogne spilled onto the carpet and all over the front of Adisons shirt and pants...he coughed at the stong and powerfull scent then panicing he ran from the room and down the hall and to his own quarters...leaving a strong smell in his wake.

Mark was humming lightly as he folding the bedsheets. He could smell some of the master's collogne and turned, expecting him to appear in the doorway. When he didn't, Mark walked out of the room and looked both ways down the hall. He blinked, then caught smell of the collogne again. Curious, he began to follow.

As soon as Adison got to his room he pulled off his perfumed stained clothes and quickly redressed...he wasnt sure what to do with his fragrant clothes..and decided to stuff them under his bed..hoping that the smell would eventually go away...he took a deep breath trying to calm himself and thought of a good excuse if asked what happend to the bottle of collogne.

Mark realized he wasn't getting closer the master's quaters, but to the servant's quaters. He poked his head in, seeing his nephew. "Adison?" he asked. "Is that you?"

"THE CAT DID IT!" Adison said suddenly his eyes wide..trying to look as innocent as possible....his hands behind his back looking up at his uncle.