Post by Steve Awesome on Jun 26, 2011 6:13:36 GMT -6
Everybody thinks this is me dumping Rob as my friend.
Everybody thinks this is me crapping all over Infamous because I’m jealous of my best friend.
Yeah I’m the dick.
I cause him to get pinned by Simon Daye…..
He sicks the Young Guns on me and then bashes my head in with a steel chair.
I put a loss on his record so now he’s eight million and one since January…..
“I get jumped and put in a hospital.
And now somehow I’m the bad friend?
I think I missed something here…I never said I wanted to quit being Rob’s friend. Why would I wanna do that? I love that little guy. We think the exact same way on just about every thing. We wrestle the same way, we act the same way, we promo the same way, hell even our theme music is done by the same freaking artist. Why would I wan’t to ruin Infamous? I’m Infamous four life baby…I still got the T-shirt! I’ve had a lot of friends in my life but Rob Diamond is one I can respect.
What this is about….
What it’s always been about…
Is the World Championship.
And the fact that I want it.
That’s something I can’t change guys, no matter what the reason is….
Fame.
Fortune.
Sex.
Proving myself.
Redeeming myself for a past mistake.
Just because I’m a pro-wrestler and that belt is what we strive to achieve….
I earned my shot and I’m going to make the most of the opportunity.
Even if it did get turned into a stupid tag team match that Rob requested because he’s too afraid to face me one on one….I’m making the most of the opportunity.
I’m not here to take Rob’s spot or ruin your little Degrassi love fantasy Zelda….
I just want to be champion.
And if you think that makes me a bad friend because of it….
Well then **** you guys.
“Because I wouldn’t wanna be friends with you anyways.
“I couldn’t do it man…
We open up to Steve Awesome sitting in his kitchen alongside The Ace. Yes the Ace, his “third string” friend who he called on when on his cool friends were busy being assholes. Ace takes a sip from his mug.
“….I couldn’t look her in the face and tell her what I really felt. I just told her what she wanted to hear so she wouldn’t be so upset. But dammit, I’m screwed this Sunday.”
“I wouldn’t say screwed….definite uphill climb….but not screwed.”
Awesome glares at him from across the table.
“Screwed! Rob did all his cool little picture things, Zelda did all her cute little Degrassi moments. She even pulled a Spike Kane trick from two thousand seven!”
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“I love you Rob.”
“No I love you more, Zelda!”
“Nuh-uh sweetie pie, I love you more!
“No baby cakes. I definitely love YOU more!”
We open up to Rob Diamond and Zelda Knite rubbing there noses together and making batty eyelashes at each other while standing on Zelda’s mom’s grave.
“I love you with all my heart and soul.”
“I love you to the moon and back.”
Zelda’s mom, in complete lame ghost mode, comes out of her grave and hovers above the grave.
“I love you Zelda….”
A cold wind blows and a shiver runs down the spine of Zelda.
“I‘m always with you Father!”
The camera pans over to see Zell floating over his grave with Spike Kane smiling up at him as a cold wind blows and a shiver runs down his spine.
“Simba, you must go back to the Pride Lands….”
The camera pans over again to see the image of Mufasa up in the clouds as Simba the Lion listens to him on a rock.
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Cut back to Steve with his head buried in his hands.
“How in the hell am I supposed to fight that?”
Ace pats his back with one hand to try and console Steve and continues to not care with the rest of his body.
“It’s not so bad.”
But it goes in one ear and out the other.
“And Crystal, bless her fine little heart, she’s down in the basement trying to train for this match. The other day I got a little to hard on her and I hurt her feelings. I felt so bad that I told her that I didn’t care if we won or lost, as long as she gave her everything I would be happy….”
Ace rolls his eyes.
“Well that was clearly a lie…”
Steve picks his head up and glares at him.
“DUH!!!!”
He shouts from the other end of the table.
“I only said it so she wouldn‘t feel bad. I couldn’t stand seeing her cry. It figures man, after a full year of hard work and dedication, a full year of stables forming against me, losing The Riot, being screwed out of the Coliseum and walking through a Dragons Den just to earn a shot at the title….
The camera pans over to notice Crystal Hilton start to walk into the kitchen where Steve and Ace were talking, but she freezes in her tracks and decides to eavesdrop by the door when she hears what they were talking about.
“…..it gets turned into a tag match where I have to attempt to carry Crystal over Rob Diamond AND Zelda Knite. I think she’s good, she’s a former world champion herself…..but she’s no Zelda Knite. Nobody can beat her.”
Ace takes a small sip of his coffee from his mug. His dry British wit spilling over the sides.
“Well it is her Legend after all…..”
Awesome snarls at him from his seat.
“Shut up. Just shut up, your balding I hate you.”
Ace cracks a smile, the sight of seeing the usually overly cocky Steve Awesome in a miserable state was enough to make the man do cartwheels.
“Hey, Crystals the one that’s gonna screw you over. Don’t get mad at me.”
Awesome slides his empty drink toward the middle of the table and shoots up from his chair.
“Will you die sometime soon?”
He turns and walks off in the other direction, Ace takes the final sip from his coffee and gets up to chase after him.
“Why? So I can talk to from beyond the grave to add dramatic effect?”
Ace exit’s the same way Steve did and the camera slowly pans back over to Crystal Hilton leaning against the wall. Her shoulders slumped and her heart was in her stomach. Her own boyfriend didn’t have any faith in her afterall….and what was worse…
“Rob and Zelda were right…..”
She looks up, her face sold all the hurt feelings she had bubbling up inside her.
“…about everything….”
She runs off.
“Hey Zelda….”
He raises up the middle finger.
“**** you.”
He smiles and shakes his finger in the air, and it takes off like a rocket into the air and explodes into a thousand mini-middle fingers that rain down from the sky. Not really, but if that really happened it could only begin to explain how much of a bitch Zelda is.
“How many times am I going to lose before I realize I can’t do it?”
He shrugs.
“I don’t know, it might take one, maybe two thousand more tries before I ever quit going after the world title. It’s what makes me tick, it’s not my fault every time I actually get a world title match, with out some stable forming to stop me or Brad Kane slipping into a death cage to screw me over, management decides they want to make it some retarded multi-man match and somebody else wins. Like I’ve said to the umpteen million people that have tried to rip on me for losing a title match in the past month, the only person who actually beat me for a world title was Falcon…and getting beat by Falcon is something we both have in common isn’t it Z….
He flashes that grin. Domestic violence is funny.
“…..Sorry that I actually seem human. Beatable. Unlike your lame superman comic rip off life. It must be nice being Zelda Knite. The big fish in a small pond. You know, if all it took to call myself the best in my division was to beat up the same nine chicks I always beat up, I’d be feeling pretty confident too. Your too good for this place Zelda. It’s like you’re a heavyweight fighting a bunch of bantam weights. Hell, it’s like you’re a grown man kicking around a bunch of toddlers. Am I supposed to be impressed by your amazing victories over Emma Danielson? Or that weird mafia chick? Or any one of the obscure members of the Dead Girls? It’s pretty easy to be the best when you play the game on easy. And just when I thought you were actually going to try and tour the world, just when everyone in nCw was leaping for joy that Zelda Knite finally took her reign of tyranny and left aside from a few of the suck ups, you decide to come back instead of going out in the world and becoming more then some lame hardcore champion somewhere else. When you did you went and paint Crystal as the enemy when all she was trying to do was live out her dream. She thought you weren’t coming back, we all herd the contract disputes on the headlines, how Leonard Fox wouldn’t give you more money to work, even though your already a millionaire because you stole all of Charlie’s money like a typical women. Her best friend was gone, in her wake, a potentially vacated world title, that she wanted to fight for to help continue the E.M.F name in your absence.
And that makes her bad? Why? Because she was following her dreams? Because she wanted to be champion? Well if that’s the case Zelda, then everybody in the back is a bad person. Every single wrestler that ever walks into this company is a bad person. You’re a bad person, Rob’s a bad person. Because if your not here to be champion then why are you even here? It would take me literally waking up in Hell before I’d ever stop reaching toward the Heavens Zelda….
Somehow you forgot that…..
So I’m gonna go ahead and lose this Sunday….
I’m gonna lose the next title match I get….
I might lose the one after that…
But I’ll always be back.
And I’ll never stop coming back.
Because that’s what makes me a good wrestler….
I could give two ****s about being a good friend.
Especially to a friend like you.
Steve Awesome was just casually walking through the hall way of his Detroit home. He was thinking about making some Pizza Rolls or some other type of delicious morsel when he herd a ruckus going on inside his bedroom. He turns the corner and that’s when he sees Crystal sobbing to herself as she packed a suitcase. Shocked, Steve rushes into the room.
“Crystal! What are you doing?”
“I’m leaving.”
She said as she jammed a pair of jeans into the suitcase.
“but why….”
“I’m just saving you the trouble of having to dump me when I lose the world title match this Sunday.”
She sniffles. Her eyes beginning to tear up again.
“Since I’m the weak link and I’m only going to hold you back from winning the world title again.”
He stares at her, almost mad she would even say that let alone think it.
“What in the hell are you talking about? Your not a weak link.”
She slams the suitcase shut and stares blankly at him.
“Don’t stand there and try to patronize me. I herd everything you said earlier to Ace. How it was all lies to make me feel better. How I’m no Zelda knite.”
Awesome runs a palm through his luscious black hair and grins sheepishly.
“You herd that eh?”
She nods her head as tears slowly begin to travel down her face and hit the satin bed sheets below her.
“I herd it all. So I’m just going to leave.”
She turns to leave but Steve calls after her.
“Crystal wait! Don’t go.”
She turns around, now in back in full cry mode again.
“Why did you lie to my face? Why couldn’t you just tell the truth? Why did you have to prove Rob and Zelda right like that?”
He takes a step forward as she takes a step back.
“I was just trying to make you feel better. I didn’t want you to feel upset or pressured that you had to win or I’d be mad. I wanted you to feel like I believed in you.”
“But you don’t. You think I suck, like I’m some big joke that you have to carry to a victory.”
“No, no. I don’t think you suck babe, I think your extremely talented and you definitely deserve to be in this main event. But this is Rob and Zelda on the other side of the ring. The undefeated world champions who love each other so much they have to say it repeatedly in there promos. I don’t know…maybe I was just letting the pressure get to me. Maybe I’m the weak link…..maybe I don’t have what it takes….”
Steve lowers his head, as the rare occurrence of humbleness takes center stage in his pallet of emotions. Crystal notices how sad Steve looked and she stops crying and walks up to him and hugs him.
“No. Neither of us are weak links. Were both strong competitors, we both have what it takes be become world champions, we just have to believe ourselves. Our so called best friends are just trying to split us apart, because they know out of anybody in this company….were the ones with the ability to beat them! Regardless if they are in love or not.”
Steve shrugs his shoulders, considering what Crystal just said on both sides of the spectrum.
“Maybe your right Crystal, or maybe your wrong. Maybe we will win this Sunday and shock the world or maybe we will lose and we’ll have to endure being called number two by Rob and Zelda until they shrivel up and die of old age. But what I do know, is no matter what happens it won’t make me leave you.”
Crystal wipes her tears and looks up at Steve, a glimmer of happiness hidden amongst her sad brown eyes.
“Really?”
Steve walks closer and grabs her by the hips and pulls her close.
“Yes really. I’m nowhere near finished tapping that fine caramel ass!
She kisses him and bats her eyelashes.
“Your so amazing.”
They continue to kiss as the scene slowly fades.
Rob Diamond….
Best friend….
Buddy….
Pal…
Confidant….
Gay lover?
He shrugs his shoulders.
There’s a fan fiction website dedicated to that scenario. it’s weird and it’s creepy.
He shudders.
“I just got one thing to say….”
He stares directly into the camera.
“Your girlfriend is a bitch. Seriously. How do you put up with her?”
“But for real, to answer your question.
He slowly shakes his head.
“I don’t like it. At all. This match should be one on one. Mano y mano. Two cool dudes with attitude fighting for the ultimate prize. But no, instead it’s a stupid mixed tag match where you get to hide behind Zelda and all her infinite glory. What will I do about it?”
He shrugs and flashes that grin of his.
“Meh, probably just get another one.”
He keeps smiling as he points into the camera lens, directly toward Rob Diamond.
“Since you know, I got fifteen world title shots already and such. Whats one more in the grand scheme of things? See you can’t hide from me forever Rob. One of these days, I’m going to get you alone inside that ring and I’m going to get my world title shot that I earned, not some inter gender tag match. But don’t stand there and try to act all noble on me dude. I know your just as big of a piece of **** as I am. That’s probably why were such great friends. Hell, you’ve morphed your whole career to be exactly like me! I tried to steal Kelly from Adam, while you were stealing Serenity from Falcon. I slept with AJ’s mom just to piss him off and you started dating Zelda just to piss him off. The only reason you and Zelda started talking in the first place is because she came in saw you after you committed suicide last year or maybe I should say “rage quit in disguise because Falcon kicked your ass twice in a row”. You guys started talking about suicide, the thing you faked to get out of a contract so you could go wrestle in a minor league to boost your confidence, so really yours and Zelda’s “perfect” relationship is actually kind of based on lies and bull****. Sort of like every relationship I’ve ever really had.
And you know what really must piss you off?
Even though you’re the undefeated, world champion, superstar with the perfect girlfriend and the perfect career, I’ve still shadowed you your whole career. Your big world title moment at A Night to Remember was shadowed by my amazing feud with Trent Helms. Your epic clash against Falcon for the world title was out shined by the Coliseum. Your whole X Division title reign was out shined by every single feud I had. Your mad that your some sort of badass, some sort of big shot rule breaker yet the only time you actually won heel of the year is because I was busy being a face. I’ve always been the better entertainer Rob, and now that I got a chance to show you that I’m also the better wrestler, you get your old step brother to make you a match where you get to hide behind Zelda and let her do all the work.
It’s a clever plan Rob, but it’s not going to stop me. At least not forever. One of these days Rob, this travesty of a world title match is going to be fixed. I’m going to get a one on one shot and I’m going to make you suck your own dick for once. I’m going to show you that there’s somebody out there that can beat you Rob and then what will you do? Throw a hissy fit backstage, call out your girlfriend for being a double champion three weeks after she already won them , and then blame it all on stress at home?
He tilts his head to the side as he shrugs.
“I wouldn’t be surprised.”
Just do me a favor and enjoy the belt while you have it….”
He looks at his wrist where a watch counts down the time.
“Clocks ticking.”
You think we’re losers?
Perennial number twos….
The type that will throw away friendships and relationships just to be champions?
They both shake there heads.
“That’s you guys.”
“We’ve done nothing but be proud of your accomplishments….
…nothing but talk you guys up….
But as soon as we earn title shots you guys throw it all away and claim that WE turned on YOU?
We both have stitches that prove otherwise.
“You think you two are the only ones that love each other around here?
You think you two are the only ones with Legends around here?
Every so often, the world gets shocked.
Every so often, a new legend is born.
Zelda…
Rob…..
You beat the game.
The credits are rolling.
But now it’s time to put in a new game.
It’s time for a new legend.
Crystal and Steve stand next to each other as they both stare into the camera lens with a look of determination. A fire in there eyes.
“Ours.”
Everybody thinks this is me crapping all over Infamous because I’m jealous of my best friend.
Yeah I’m the dick.
I cause him to get pinned by Simon Daye…..
He sicks the Young Guns on me and then bashes my head in with a steel chair.
I put a loss on his record so now he’s eight million and one since January…..
“I get jumped and put in a hospital.
And now somehow I’m the bad friend?
I think I missed something here…I never said I wanted to quit being Rob’s friend. Why would I wanna do that? I love that little guy. We think the exact same way on just about every thing. We wrestle the same way, we act the same way, we promo the same way, hell even our theme music is done by the same freaking artist. Why would I wan’t to ruin Infamous? I’m Infamous four life baby…I still got the T-shirt! I’ve had a lot of friends in my life but Rob Diamond is one I can respect.
What this is about….
What it’s always been about…
Is the World Championship.
And the fact that I want it.
That’s something I can’t change guys, no matter what the reason is….
Fame.
Fortune.
Sex.
Proving myself.
Redeeming myself for a past mistake.
Just because I’m a pro-wrestler and that belt is what we strive to achieve….
I earned my shot and I’m going to make the most of the opportunity.
Even if it did get turned into a stupid tag team match that Rob requested because he’s too afraid to face me one on one….I’m making the most of the opportunity.
I’m not here to take Rob’s spot or ruin your little Degrassi love fantasy Zelda….
I just want to be champion.
And if you think that makes me a bad friend because of it….
Well then **** you guys.
“Because I wouldn’t wanna be friends with you anyways.
“I couldn’t do it man…
We open up to Steve Awesome sitting in his kitchen alongside The Ace. Yes the Ace, his “third string” friend who he called on when on his cool friends were busy being assholes. Ace takes a sip from his mug.
“….I couldn’t look her in the face and tell her what I really felt. I just told her what she wanted to hear so she wouldn’t be so upset. But dammit, I’m screwed this Sunday.”
“I wouldn’t say screwed….definite uphill climb….but not screwed.”
Awesome glares at him from across the table.
“Screwed! Rob did all his cool little picture things, Zelda did all her cute little Degrassi moments. She even pulled a Spike Kane trick from two thousand seven!”
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“I love you Rob.”
“No I love you more, Zelda!”
“Nuh-uh sweetie pie, I love you more!
“No baby cakes. I definitely love YOU more!”
We open up to Rob Diamond and Zelda Knite rubbing there noses together and making batty eyelashes at each other while standing on Zelda’s mom’s grave.
“I love you with all my heart and soul.”
“I love you to the moon and back.”
Zelda’s mom, in complete lame ghost mode, comes out of her grave and hovers above the grave.
“I love you Zelda….”
A cold wind blows and a shiver runs down the spine of Zelda.
“I‘m always with you Father!”
The camera pans over to see Zell floating over his grave with Spike Kane smiling up at him as a cold wind blows and a shiver runs down his spine.
“Simba, you must go back to the Pride Lands….”
The camera pans over again to see the image of Mufasa up in the clouds as Simba the Lion listens to him on a rock.
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Cut back to Steve with his head buried in his hands.
“How in the hell am I supposed to fight that?”
Ace pats his back with one hand to try and console Steve and continues to not care with the rest of his body.
“It’s not so bad.”
But it goes in one ear and out the other.
“And Crystal, bless her fine little heart, she’s down in the basement trying to train for this match. The other day I got a little to hard on her and I hurt her feelings. I felt so bad that I told her that I didn’t care if we won or lost, as long as she gave her everything I would be happy….”
Ace rolls his eyes.
“Well that was clearly a lie…”
Steve picks his head up and glares at him.
“DUH!!!!”
He shouts from the other end of the table.
“I only said it so she wouldn‘t feel bad. I couldn’t stand seeing her cry. It figures man, after a full year of hard work and dedication, a full year of stables forming against me, losing The Riot, being screwed out of the Coliseum and walking through a Dragons Den just to earn a shot at the title….
The camera pans over to notice Crystal Hilton start to walk into the kitchen where Steve and Ace were talking, but she freezes in her tracks and decides to eavesdrop by the door when she hears what they were talking about.
“…..it gets turned into a tag match where I have to attempt to carry Crystal over Rob Diamond AND Zelda Knite. I think she’s good, she’s a former world champion herself…..but she’s no Zelda Knite. Nobody can beat her.”
Ace takes a small sip of his coffee from his mug. His dry British wit spilling over the sides.
“Well it is her Legend after all…..”
Awesome snarls at him from his seat.
“Shut up. Just shut up, your balding I hate you.”
Ace cracks a smile, the sight of seeing the usually overly cocky Steve Awesome in a miserable state was enough to make the man do cartwheels.
“Hey, Crystals the one that’s gonna screw you over. Don’t get mad at me.”
Awesome slides his empty drink toward the middle of the table and shoots up from his chair.
“Will you die sometime soon?”
He turns and walks off in the other direction, Ace takes the final sip from his coffee and gets up to chase after him.
“Why? So I can talk to from beyond the grave to add dramatic effect?”
Ace exit’s the same way Steve did and the camera slowly pans back over to Crystal Hilton leaning against the wall. Her shoulders slumped and her heart was in her stomach. Her own boyfriend didn’t have any faith in her afterall….and what was worse…
“Rob and Zelda were right…..”
She looks up, her face sold all the hurt feelings she had bubbling up inside her.
“…about everything….”
She runs off.
“Hey Zelda….”
He raises up the middle finger.
“**** you.”
He smiles and shakes his finger in the air, and it takes off like a rocket into the air and explodes into a thousand mini-middle fingers that rain down from the sky. Not really, but if that really happened it could only begin to explain how much of a bitch Zelda is.
“How many times am I going to lose before I realize I can’t do it?”
He shrugs.
“I don’t know, it might take one, maybe two thousand more tries before I ever quit going after the world title. It’s what makes me tick, it’s not my fault every time I actually get a world title match, with out some stable forming to stop me or Brad Kane slipping into a death cage to screw me over, management decides they want to make it some retarded multi-man match and somebody else wins. Like I’ve said to the umpteen million people that have tried to rip on me for losing a title match in the past month, the only person who actually beat me for a world title was Falcon…and getting beat by Falcon is something we both have in common isn’t it Z….
He flashes that grin. Domestic violence is funny.
“…..Sorry that I actually seem human. Beatable. Unlike your lame superman comic rip off life. It must be nice being Zelda Knite. The big fish in a small pond. You know, if all it took to call myself the best in my division was to beat up the same nine chicks I always beat up, I’d be feeling pretty confident too. Your too good for this place Zelda. It’s like you’re a heavyweight fighting a bunch of bantam weights. Hell, it’s like you’re a grown man kicking around a bunch of toddlers. Am I supposed to be impressed by your amazing victories over Emma Danielson? Or that weird mafia chick? Or any one of the obscure members of the Dead Girls? It’s pretty easy to be the best when you play the game on easy. And just when I thought you were actually going to try and tour the world, just when everyone in nCw was leaping for joy that Zelda Knite finally took her reign of tyranny and left aside from a few of the suck ups, you decide to come back instead of going out in the world and becoming more then some lame hardcore champion somewhere else. When you did you went and paint Crystal as the enemy when all she was trying to do was live out her dream. She thought you weren’t coming back, we all herd the contract disputes on the headlines, how Leonard Fox wouldn’t give you more money to work, even though your already a millionaire because you stole all of Charlie’s money like a typical women. Her best friend was gone, in her wake, a potentially vacated world title, that she wanted to fight for to help continue the E.M.F name in your absence.
And that makes her bad? Why? Because she was following her dreams? Because she wanted to be champion? Well if that’s the case Zelda, then everybody in the back is a bad person. Every single wrestler that ever walks into this company is a bad person. You’re a bad person, Rob’s a bad person. Because if your not here to be champion then why are you even here? It would take me literally waking up in Hell before I’d ever stop reaching toward the Heavens Zelda….
Somehow you forgot that…..
So I’m gonna go ahead and lose this Sunday….
I’m gonna lose the next title match I get….
I might lose the one after that…
But I’ll always be back.
And I’ll never stop coming back.
Because that’s what makes me a good wrestler….
I could give two ****s about being a good friend.
Especially to a friend like you.
Steve Awesome was just casually walking through the hall way of his Detroit home. He was thinking about making some Pizza Rolls or some other type of delicious morsel when he herd a ruckus going on inside his bedroom. He turns the corner and that’s when he sees Crystal sobbing to herself as she packed a suitcase. Shocked, Steve rushes into the room.
“Crystal! What are you doing?”
“I’m leaving.”
She said as she jammed a pair of jeans into the suitcase.
“but why….”
“I’m just saving you the trouble of having to dump me when I lose the world title match this Sunday.”
She sniffles. Her eyes beginning to tear up again.
“Since I’m the weak link and I’m only going to hold you back from winning the world title again.”
He stares at her, almost mad she would even say that let alone think it.
“What in the hell are you talking about? Your not a weak link.”
She slams the suitcase shut and stares blankly at him.
“Don’t stand there and try to patronize me. I herd everything you said earlier to Ace. How it was all lies to make me feel better. How I’m no Zelda knite.”
Awesome runs a palm through his luscious black hair and grins sheepishly.
“You herd that eh?”
She nods her head as tears slowly begin to travel down her face and hit the satin bed sheets below her.
“I herd it all. So I’m just going to leave.”
She turns to leave but Steve calls after her.
“Crystal wait! Don’t go.”
She turns around, now in back in full cry mode again.
“Why did you lie to my face? Why couldn’t you just tell the truth? Why did you have to prove Rob and Zelda right like that?”
He takes a step forward as she takes a step back.
“I was just trying to make you feel better. I didn’t want you to feel upset or pressured that you had to win or I’d be mad. I wanted you to feel like I believed in you.”
“But you don’t. You think I suck, like I’m some big joke that you have to carry to a victory.”
“No, no. I don’t think you suck babe, I think your extremely talented and you definitely deserve to be in this main event. But this is Rob and Zelda on the other side of the ring. The undefeated world champions who love each other so much they have to say it repeatedly in there promos. I don’t know…maybe I was just letting the pressure get to me. Maybe I’m the weak link…..maybe I don’t have what it takes….”
Steve lowers his head, as the rare occurrence of humbleness takes center stage in his pallet of emotions. Crystal notices how sad Steve looked and she stops crying and walks up to him and hugs him.
“No. Neither of us are weak links. Were both strong competitors, we both have what it takes be become world champions, we just have to believe ourselves. Our so called best friends are just trying to split us apart, because they know out of anybody in this company….were the ones with the ability to beat them! Regardless if they are in love or not.”
Steve shrugs his shoulders, considering what Crystal just said on both sides of the spectrum.
“Maybe your right Crystal, or maybe your wrong. Maybe we will win this Sunday and shock the world or maybe we will lose and we’ll have to endure being called number two by Rob and Zelda until they shrivel up and die of old age. But what I do know, is no matter what happens it won’t make me leave you.”
Crystal wipes her tears and looks up at Steve, a glimmer of happiness hidden amongst her sad brown eyes.
“Really?”
Steve walks closer and grabs her by the hips and pulls her close.
“Yes really. I’m nowhere near finished tapping that fine caramel ass!
She kisses him and bats her eyelashes.
“Your so amazing.”
They continue to kiss as the scene slowly fades.
Rob Diamond….
Best friend….
Buddy….
Pal…
Confidant….
Gay lover?
He shrugs his shoulders.
There’s a fan fiction website dedicated to that scenario. it’s weird and it’s creepy.
He shudders.
“I just got one thing to say….”
He stares directly into the camera.
“Your girlfriend is a bitch. Seriously. How do you put up with her?”
“But for real, to answer your question.
He slowly shakes his head.
“I don’t like it. At all. This match should be one on one. Mano y mano. Two cool dudes with attitude fighting for the ultimate prize. But no, instead it’s a stupid mixed tag match where you get to hide behind Zelda and all her infinite glory. What will I do about it?”
He shrugs and flashes that grin of his.
“Meh, probably just get another one.”
He keeps smiling as he points into the camera lens, directly toward Rob Diamond.
“Since you know, I got fifteen world title shots already and such. Whats one more in the grand scheme of things? See you can’t hide from me forever Rob. One of these days, I’m going to get you alone inside that ring and I’m going to get my world title shot that I earned, not some inter gender tag match. But don’t stand there and try to act all noble on me dude. I know your just as big of a piece of **** as I am. That’s probably why were such great friends. Hell, you’ve morphed your whole career to be exactly like me! I tried to steal Kelly from Adam, while you were stealing Serenity from Falcon. I slept with AJ’s mom just to piss him off and you started dating Zelda just to piss him off. The only reason you and Zelda started talking in the first place is because she came in saw you after you committed suicide last year or maybe I should say “rage quit in disguise because Falcon kicked your ass twice in a row”. You guys started talking about suicide, the thing you faked to get out of a contract so you could go wrestle in a minor league to boost your confidence, so really yours and Zelda’s “perfect” relationship is actually kind of based on lies and bull****. Sort of like every relationship I’ve ever really had.
And you know what really must piss you off?
Even though you’re the undefeated, world champion, superstar with the perfect girlfriend and the perfect career, I’ve still shadowed you your whole career. Your big world title moment at A Night to Remember was shadowed by my amazing feud with Trent Helms. Your epic clash against Falcon for the world title was out shined by the Coliseum. Your whole X Division title reign was out shined by every single feud I had. Your mad that your some sort of badass, some sort of big shot rule breaker yet the only time you actually won heel of the year is because I was busy being a face. I’ve always been the better entertainer Rob, and now that I got a chance to show you that I’m also the better wrestler, you get your old step brother to make you a match where you get to hide behind Zelda and let her do all the work.
It’s a clever plan Rob, but it’s not going to stop me. At least not forever. One of these days Rob, this travesty of a world title match is going to be fixed. I’m going to get a one on one shot and I’m going to make you suck your own dick for once. I’m going to show you that there’s somebody out there that can beat you Rob and then what will you do? Throw a hissy fit backstage, call out your girlfriend for being a double champion three weeks after she already won them , and then blame it all on stress at home?
He tilts his head to the side as he shrugs.
“I wouldn’t be surprised.”
Just do me a favor and enjoy the belt while you have it….”
He looks at his wrist where a watch counts down the time.
“Clocks ticking.”
You think we’re losers?
Perennial number twos….
The type that will throw away friendships and relationships just to be champions?
They both shake there heads.
“That’s you guys.”
“We’ve done nothing but be proud of your accomplishments….
…nothing but talk you guys up….
But as soon as we earn title shots you guys throw it all away and claim that WE turned on YOU?
We both have stitches that prove otherwise.
“You think you two are the only ones that love each other around here?
You think you two are the only ones with Legends around here?
Every so often, the world gets shocked.
Every so often, a new legend is born.
Zelda…
Rob…..
You beat the game.
The credits are rolling.
But now it’s time to put in a new game.
It’s time for a new legend.
Crystal and Steve stand next to each other as they both stare into the camera lens with a look of determination. A fire in there eyes.
“Ours.”