Post by Mongo the Destroyer on Feb 11, 2018 9:45:12 GMT -5
*The camera opens on Mongo and Bongo again walking down a hall in XHF headquarters, and again discussing the training that Bongo is enduring*
Bongo: You know, you still haven't told me how cutting your grass at your hundred acre estate helped in my training
Mongo: I already told you, it did!
Bongo: That's not how!
Mongo: It helped your.......(mumbles off)
Bongo: My what?
Mongo: Oh look, here we are, lets get to it then!
*The two walk into the room where now Slain is sitting behind a desk with a chalkboard behind him and two school desks set up ready for two Destroyers*
Bongo: Whats all this?
Mongo: Well, I figured that you should be taught the basics of wrestling
Bongo: But I know the basics and I hardly think that Slain is quali-
Slain: Come on children, the bell is about to ring, don't want to be late now do we?
Mongo(whispering): Play along
*The two sit in their desks and Slain pulls out two notebooks from his desk. One has ponies and unicorns on it, the other has what appears to be Mongo giving Shock the Xtreme Edge. He gives Mongo the one with unicorns and the other one to Bongo*
Mongo: Psst, I'll trade ya
Bongo: Hah, like I'd ever use a notebook that queer
Slain: Will you two be quiet! Now, as soon as the bell rings I can get things started.
...
Slain: I said: AS SOON AS THE BELL RINGS I CAN GET THINGS STARTED!
...
*Slain sighs heavily and walks over to a closet in the room. He opens it up and in it is Rhein, holding a bell, sleeping*
Slain: Wake up, I need to start school!
Rhein: Oh, sorry man, jeez, well maybe if you didn't have me get this bell at 3 in the morning
Slain: Just get to it!
*Rhein rings the little bell, pretty pathetic really, then Slain closes the door and runs to the front*
Slain: Now then, hello, I am Mr. Slain and I will be your instructor for today now fo-
Mongo: Can we just get on with this?
Slain: Now now young boy, anymore outbursts and you'll go straight to detention!
Mongo: ....Jesus, how did I get into this?
Slain: What was that!?
Mongo: Nothing
Slain: Nothing what?
Mongo: ...Mr. Slain
Slain: Ok then, lets get going. First off, I'm going to show you the mathematical properties of the suplex...
*Slain begins to write 1+1= on the board. Bongo seems to be taking notes, and Mongo, well, Mongo has in very little time, drawn a picture of Shock receiving bits of torture*
Slain: Now, who can answer this one for me?
*Bongo looks at Mongo, hoping that he'd want to answer first, but Mongo is content doodling, so Bongo raises his hand*
Slain: Yes, you there, whats your name again?
Bongo: Bongo
Slain: Oh yes, anyways, whats the answer?
Bongo: Two?
Slain: WRONG! It's DDT! I don't know why I even try sometimes!
*Bongo contently takes down that 1+1= DDT. Mongo has now drawn a picture of Slain too, underneath he has labeled it "Mr. Stinkface" he giggles at his creation, this sort of pattern starts up again as the sound fades and the camera goes again to black*
Bongo: You know, you still haven't told me how cutting your grass at your hundred acre estate helped in my training
Mongo: I already told you, it did!
Bongo: That's not how!
Mongo: It helped your.......(mumbles off)
Bongo: My what?
Mongo: Oh look, here we are, lets get to it then!
*The two walk into the room where now Slain is sitting behind a desk with a chalkboard behind him and two school desks set up ready for two Destroyers*
Bongo: Whats all this?
Mongo: Well, I figured that you should be taught the basics of wrestling
Bongo: But I know the basics and I hardly think that Slain is quali-
Slain: Come on children, the bell is about to ring, don't want to be late now do we?
Mongo(whispering): Play along
*The two sit in their desks and Slain pulls out two notebooks from his desk. One has ponies and unicorns on it, the other has what appears to be Mongo giving Shock the Xtreme Edge. He gives Mongo the one with unicorns and the other one to Bongo*
Mongo: Psst, I'll trade ya
Bongo: Hah, like I'd ever use a notebook that queer
Slain: Will you two be quiet! Now, as soon as the bell rings I can get things started.
...
Slain: I said: AS SOON AS THE BELL RINGS I CAN GET THINGS STARTED!
...
*Slain sighs heavily and walks over to a closet in the room. He opens it up and in it is Rhein, holding a bell, sleeping*
Slain: Wake up, I need to start school!
Rhein: Oh, sorry man, jeez, well maybe if you didn't have me get this bell at 3 in the morning
Slain: Just get to it!
*Rhein rings the little bell, pretty pathetic really, then Slain closes the door and runs to the front*
Slain: Now then, hello, I am Mr. Slain and I will be your instructor for today now fo-
Mongo: Can we just get on with this?
Slain: Now now young boy, anymore outbursts and you'll go straight to detention!
Mongo: ....Jesus, how did I get into this?
Slain: What was that!?
Mongo: Nothing
Slain: Nothing what?
Mongo: ...Mr. Slain
Slain: Ok then, lets get going. First off, I'm going to show you the mathematical properties of the suplex...
*Slain begins to write 1+1= on the board. Bongo seems to be taking notes, and Mongo, well, Mongo has in very little time, drawn a picture of Shock receiving bits of torture*
Slain: Now, who can answer this one for me?
*Bongo looks at Mongo, hoping that he'd want to answer first, but Mongo is content doodling, so Bongo raises his hand*
Slain: Yes, you there, whats your name again?
Bongo: Bongo
Slain: Oh yes, anyways, whats the answer?
Bongo: Two?
Slain: WRONG! It's DDT! I don't know why I even try sometimes!
*Bongo contently takes down that 1+1= DDT. Mongo has now drawn a picture of Slain too, underneath he has labeled it "Mr. Stinkface" he giggles at his creation, this sort of pattern starts up again as the sound fades and the camera goes again to black*