Post by mosler on Apr 16, 2023 0:23:28 GMT -5
“REY!”
The murderous cries echo down increasingly quiet streets.
“REY!”
El Rey may have gone too far with this one. Bitten off a little more than he can chew. It seemed pretty funny at the time – instead of signing his name, because he hates Rumbles, Rey instead scribbled Zoran on the application form. How could he have known how thirsty management would be for former champions? Don’t people authenticate signatures anymore? It was still just a harmless prank. April Fools! A few days early, bu the sentiment is the same. Why he even spent weeks forcing Zoran to train HIM for the Rumble! It is hilarious.
“REY!”
Okay, that training part might have been a bit much. Yeah, Zoran would probably have preferred to spend that time with his adopted brat. The one he is always harping over. So insufferable.
“REY!”
There are a lot less people in this part of town. Nothing spooky about that. Getting concerned at how close the voice is getting, El Rey makes a sharp turn to the right – his instincts taking him down a sketchy alleyway – right into a dead end.
El Rey:
Well... this isn’t good.
“Rey.”
Hard swallow. No. Play it cool. You can still make him believe that Venom was responsible for this harmless prank. You’re just that good. El Rey turns around to find a winded Zoran. One broken arm, eye patch, heavy bandages, barely standing – the only reason the old man was able to catch El Rey is their training regimen has been brutal.
El Rey:
Hi there, Zoran...
Zoran Sainovic (wiping sweat from forehead):
Rey ...my boy. (deep breathe) I must... have chased you (pant) for... damned... near.... fifteen...... blocks. (another deep breathe) You must ...not... have heard me yelling...
El Rey (indignant):
If I heard you, I think I would have stopped. Still, fifteen blocks – that’s a lot, right? Sounds like our training for the day is done.
Zoran Sainovic (cringe):
Our trai- oh, Rey... you haven’t heard.
Moving in for the kill, The Final Boss lurches at his duplicitous protégé. Only instead of inserting a knife, Sainovic clasps his arms.
Zoran Sainovic (pained expression):
I don’t know how to tell you zis... but someone must have switched our names on ze Rumble application form.
El Rey (playing dumb):
So wait, YOU'RE in the rumble?
Zoran Sainovic:
Yes. (flinch) But worse zan zat... I'm so sorry... but you aren’t.
El Rey (not even missing a beat):
So I did all that training for nothing!
Zoran Sainovic:
I feel just horrible about zis.
El Rey:
You should, I’m just gutted here. (Remembers not to use disembowelment expressions) Er... really disappointed.
Zoran Sainovic:
I can tell. I can’t begin to tell you how sorry I am. Your rumble chances? I honestly zought you were going to take it zis year... reclaim ze dignity I stole from you last year. It was important for both of us... and now zis happens? Someone trying to get to me... has clearly victimized you
El Rey (sigh of relief, then double down):
This is outrageous!
As El Rey pretends to rage at the heavens, Zoran takes a step back. Feeling so miserable about the situation that he shrinks away from his pupil’s eyes.
Zoran Sainovic:
I don’t know who is responsible for zis little “prank,” but trust me Rey... I will find zem, and make zem pay.
Oh no, he took it too far.
El Rey:
Don’t do that!
Uh oh, that was a little too enthusiastic. Did his voice raise an octave? Compose yourself!
Zoran Sainovic:
Zey will rue ze day ze ever tough to get at me zrough you. I will see to it personally-
El Rey:
Look Zoran. Is it obvious that I was going to win the Rumble and become a two time X*Crown champion? YES! Am I being screwed out of my rightful gold because of some paperwork error or hilarious prank? CLEARLY, it is the ONLY THING stopping my win. But that’s okay. I'm really young. I'll get over it. I’ll just win it next year instead. I can do it whenever I want. So don't get so worked up.
Zoran Sainovic:
Zat is a very big attitude. I’m proud of you, Rey.
El Rey:
Besides, shouldn’t you be focusing on your own training?
Zoran Sainovic (coughs):
Look at me, Rey. I’m not one for zrowing in ze towel, but zere isn’t much I can do in ze Rumble other zan get hurt. Hurt. ...damn it... Fox.
When Fox threatened to murder Zoran at the rumble, the old man didn’t give it a second thought because he wasn’t there to participate. Now it looks like Fox might just get his wish.
Zoran Sainovic:
Well... ze writing is on ze wall.
Looking grim, The Final Boss starts to leave. For most people this would be a pretty pitiable sight worthy of empathy. El Rey isn’t most people, and instead sees it as a way to double down on his prank.
El Rey:
Don’t leave like this- (chuckle, stops himself) what if I TRAIN YOU.
Zoran Sainovic:
What? I've already taken up enough of your precious time. Zat’s all right Rey; I’ll find a way to survive Fox.
El Rey (so excited he has a broad grin):
No, you’ve been helping me all this time... I think I should return the favour.
Zoran Sainovic (clearly choked up):
I don’t know what to say...
El Rey:
Then don’t say anything. Let’s hit those stairs – Miyagi-san.
Zoran Sainovic:
I’d actually be Daniel-san.
El Rey:
I don’t know what that mean...
The two men leave the alleyway. As they step out into the sunlight, Rey dreams of all the ways he’s going to torture Zoran back... you know, for the sake of a practical joke. This isn’t revenge. Just comedy. .......Then a horrible thought strikes him.
El Rey (to himself):
I hope he knows he’s carrying me up those-
SMASH CUT: El Rey struggling to climb a flight of stairs carrying Zoran Sainovic on his back. Why do bad things only happen to nice people? As Rey thinks he’ll never feel his lower back again, the gruelling death march is played out by Electronic.