Post by nick on Sept 18, 2021 8:31:53 GMT -5
**Another hot, hot day in Los Vegas finds Cornell “King” Kingston sweating as he makes his way through South Tower Park. He mops his brow and waddles along into the welcome shade of a large tree. There, beneath its sheltering canopy stands Summer “Pixilicious” Pyke. She’s hugging the tree.
King: What in the name of all dat’s holy are doing?
Pixi: Hugging a tree.
King: Well, yeah. I can actually see dat, but 1 – WHY? And 2: Why now? It’s so damn HOT. And most important of all – why did I have to come out in this damn heat?
Pixi: Well, Rain said I should hug a tree and he was right.
King: Dat fella says a lot of shit. Don’t mean ya gotta actually LISTEN to him!
Pixi: I always listen. It’s important to listen. Right now I’m listening to the tree.
King: Ya took a damn heavy blow to the head. Dat’s it, ain’t it? Ya just ain’t thinking straight. Look, what ya need is some shade and a long, cool drink. Dat’ll sort ya out. We gotta get you offa dis damn losing streak and back onto your A game, ya hear me?
**Pixi doesn’t initially respond. She closes her eyes and with her ear pressed against the trunk, listens more to the tree than to her sweating manager.
Pixi: I do hear you, but I heard what Rain and the Black Hand had to say too. But here’s the thing; I can roll with it. I’m stronger than that. So I’ve had a few loses. It doesn’t take anything away from me, because I can and will turn that around. I will because I am going to do what Devin said: focus. You see, so far I’ve ben content to ho where Mr Anderson booked me. Sometimes that’s in Tag events, other times it’s singles. Sometimes it’s for gold. That’s fine. It’s ‘okay’, but clearly it’s not enough to be ‘okay’. I need to be more.
King: Yeah, yeah, I’m listening. So …?
Pixi: So, from now on I shall focus on taking the Openweight title.
King: WHAT!? But, ya just got canned from competing for dat by Nathaniel. Why not go for dat High Roller thing? Once ya get dat ya can hand it in for a shot at the World title anyway.
Pixi: No. If I go for that belt, that has to be my sole focus. Yes, it takes me to my goal, but by a circuitous route. Yes, it might – for all that it’s circuitous – prove the swifter method. BUT, it’s NOT the surer. You see, I’ve beaten Devin twice. I CAN beat him again and I’ve more chance than anyone else – certainly way more than Nathaniel. However, as I said; there’ll be others who’ll challenge ahead of me, not least Nathaniel – for all that he’ll lose. No, my first step on this road is to defeat Rain. He’s beaten me twice now. Once was an epic struggle and he won fairly. The second, he was lucky. It happens. It also happens that I can win, that I can get lucky or- whatever. I just need to beat Rain.
King: But dat fella, for all his mouthy bullshit, he sure -
Pixi: It’s not important. He’ll talk. I’ll listen. It’s all good. Because I will listen and learn. Just as I learn strength and patience from this tree. See how it persists even in this heat? I too shall persist. The World title will be mine. There’s no shouting, no threats, no demands. I’ll simply go through everyone until I get it. And once we Pixie Wardancers have made up our minds, it stays made. This will happen, King. Believe me.
King: Okay, okay. I believe ya. Now can ya leave the damn tree alone so we can go to some civilised place dat’s got Air-Conditioning? Oh, and something to eat. I’m starving here. Yeah and then I need to call Jack.
Pixi: It was an impressive win. Please pass on my congratulations. And tell him that Larry and I will head over to see him and Moe tomorrow night.
King: yeah, no problem. So – uh – can we go now or are you gonna keep hugging dat tree?
Pixi: You go on ahead. I’ll catch up.
King: Right. I’ll do dat.
**He waddles off slowly muttering to himself as he does.
King: Tree Hugging. In da midday sun! Dat damn Blackheart’s got a LOT to answer for! Huh! Bet Christopher don’t get to deal with shit like this. No, he’ll be swanning around in his AIR CONDITIONED limo! I don’t get this crap from my actresses and dancers. Damn wrestlers. Always so damn wilful!
**He spots an ice cream vendor with a canopy to shelter its customers and picks up his pace leaving Pixi to contentedly hug her tree.
FIN.
King: What in the name of all dat’s holy are doing?
Pixi: Hugging a tree.
King: Well, yeah. I can actually see dat, but 1 – WHY? And 2: Why now? It’s so damn HOT. And most important of all – why did I have to come out in this damn heat?
Pixi: Well, Rain said I should hug a tree and he was right.
King: Dat fella says a lot of shit. Don’t mean ya gotta actually LISTEN to him!
Pixi: I always listen. It’s important to listen. Right now I’m listening to the tree.
King: Ya took a damn heavy blow to the head. Dat’s it, ain’t it? Ya just ain’t thinking straight. Look, what ya need is some shade and a long, cool drink. Dat’ll sort ya out. We gotta get you offa dis damn losing streak and back onto your A game, ya hear me?
**Pixi doesn’t initially respond. She closes her eyes and with her ear pressed against the trunk, listens more to the tree than to her sweating manager.
Pixi: I do hear you, but I heard what Rain and the Black Hand had to say too. But here’s the thing; I can roll with it. I’m stronger than that. So I’ve had a few loses. It doesn’t take anything away from me, because I can and will turn that around. I will because I am going to do what Devin said: focus. You see, so far I’ve ben content to ho where Mr Anderson booked me. Sometimes that’s in Tag events, other times it’s singles. Sometimes it’s for gold. That’s fine. It’s ‘okay’, but clearly it’s not enough to be ‘okay’. I need to be more.
King: Yeah, yeah, I’m listening. So …?
Pixi: So, from now on I shall focus on taking the Openweight title.
King: WHAT!? But, ya just got canned from competing for dat by Nathaniel. Why not go for dat High Roller thing? Once ya get dat ya can hand it in for a shot at the World title anyway.
Pixi: No. If I go for that belt, that has to be my sole focus. Yes, it takes me to my goal, but by a circuitous route. Yes, it might – for all that it’s circuitous – prove the swifter method. BUT, it’s NOT the surer. You see, I’ve beaten Devin twice. I CAN beat him again and I’ve more chance than anyone else – certainly way more than Nathaniel. However, as I said; there’ll be others who’ll challenge ahead of me, not least Nathaniel – for all that he’ll lose. No, my first step on this road is to defeat Rain. He’s beaten me twice now. Once was an epic struggle and he won fairly. The second, he was lucky. It happens. It also happens that I can win, that I can get lucky or- whatever. I just need to beat Rain.
King: But dat fella, for all his mouthy bullshit, he sure -
Pixi: It’s not important. He’ll talk. I’ll listen. It’s all good. Because I will listen and learn. Just as I learn strength and patience from this tree. See how it persists even in this heat? I too shall persist. The World title will be mine. There’s no shouting, no threats, no demands. I’ll simply go through everyone until I get it. And once we Pixie Wardancers have made up our minds, it stays made. This will happen, King. Believe me.
King: Okay, okay. I believe ya. Now can ya leave the damn tree alone so we can go to some civilised place dat’s got Air-Conditioning? Oh, and something to eat. I’m starving here. Yeah and then I need to call Jack.
Pixi: It was an impressive win. Please pass on my congratulations. And tell him that Larry and I will head over to see him and Moe tomorrow night.
King: yeah, no problem. So – uh – can we go now or are you gonna keep hugging dat tree?
Pixi: You go on ahead. I’ll catch up.
King: Right. I’ll do dat.
**He waddles off slowly muttering to himself as he does.
King: Tree Hugging. In da midday sun! Dat damn Blackheart’s got a LOT to answer for! Huh! Bet Christopher don’t get to deal with shit like this. No, he’ll be swanning around in his AIR CONDITIONED limo! I don’t get this crap from my actresses and dancers. Damn wrestlers. Always so damn wilful!
**He spots an ice cream vendor with a canopy to shelter its customers and picks up his pace leaving Pixi to contentedly hug her tree.
FIN.