He Did What?! RP2 for Supremacy Tag Match

[Bobby Barratt]

The scene fades in and shows Bobby on the way home from his meeting with Dave Millican. We see Bobby coming down the stairs from his plane and headed across the tarmac at a local, undisclosed airport. The sun beats down on the runway, but the air is still cold, blowing a brisk, winterly wind across the open fields. Bobby heads into the entrance designated for his flight and walks across the open area to collections, where his bag will be waiting for him as he gets there.

RING!! RING!!

Bobby pulls his phone out of his pocket, it's a call from Maverick. He hits the answer button and puts the phone to his ear.

Bobby: Yeah... Wait, slow down. Wait a minute...He did fucking WHAT?!? You're having me on, he wouldn't try that. For fuck's sake. Alright, thanks I appreciate the heads up. Peace!

Bobby angrily tucks his phone back into his pocket and takes off his sunglasses.

BB: You hear this? 

The camera shakes side to side, of course the Cameraman didn't hear it.

Bobby: Maverick just called me and he said he got woken up the other day because Jeffrey fucking Viper, that mongrel that we have to entertain at Supremacy went and broke into his house! Why, you might ask? He was trying to break into mine and Copycat sent him to Mav's house instead! Jeffrey, you've crossed the line, now! You lacked the simple fucking ability to hype a match in a somewhat normal way, so you went and made it personal! You went out and invaded MY home, MY personal space and for what? You thought stealing my gear would stop me competing?! You think I don't own more than one set or ring gear, you fucking numbskull?! You think even if by some chance that one of your silly, hair brained schemes actually worked that I wouldn't come to the ring in a pair of shorts to prove that even without my top line ring gear, brought to you by Pinfall Apparel, that I wouldn't still beat you to a pulp? Right in front of your kid? Oh by the way, I hear he had a little accident over at Champoon Wrestling...I hope your dick likes the feel of cold steel and a firm grip! 

Bobby reaches collections and picks up his bag, headed towards the exit of the Airport. He gets there pretty quick, the frustration shows on his face from the call he just took. How could a man attempt to invade his house like that? Also, how could he not know the difference between Bobby's house and Maverick's house? That's what you get for trusting Copycat, I guess.

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We come back and Bobby has hopped out of the cab and is headed up the driveway. He's almost at the door when he hears a familiar voice calling him.

Jay: Hey! 

Bobby: Hey... Errmm... How did you get my address?

Jay: You passed it to me when we were out drinking. You told me to swing by soon so we could watch your old tapes.

Bobby: Shit... First of all, don't trust drunk me. That guy never has good ideas. Since you're here though, come on in.

Jay heads into Bobby's house, marvelling at the pictures hanging on the wall that illustrate Bobby's career. He takes off his shoes and heads into the living room, perching on the edge of the sofa. Bobby calls in from the kitchen.

Bobby: Beer?

Jay: No thanks, I figured if I want to take this Wrestling gig seriously, then I need to watch what I'm eating. Plus... I was a mess the morning after we went out.

Bobby: So you got hungover and swore off drinking, huh?

Jay: No, seriously I lost like 13 pounds just cutting out the junk. 

Bobby: Fair play. 

We hear the distinct sound of a beer opening before Bobby reappears in the living room, carrying a craft beer and a bottle of Lucozade. He throws the Lucozade to Jay, who takes a sip before placing it down on a coaster on the table in front of him.

Bobby: So how's it all going? How's the training? 

Jay: It's going pretty well. Coach says I'll be ring ready soon! I figured I could watch some of your old stuff, see what I can pick up and go from there!

Bobby: Oh sure. I'll get some sorted soon.

Jay: Thanks! So did you hear about Dylan?

Bobby: You mean the off-brand Terminator? Yeah, I heard about it. Guy thinks that I won't call bullshit the minute he hits me with an oversized mechanical hand. I'm sure that shit counts as a foreign object. Watch him try to wipe his arse with that, though!

Bobby timed that last comment so he caught Jay mid sip of his drink. Of course, the drink inevitably gets spat across the room as Bobby laughs at Jay's discomfort.

Bobby: I'll get it later. Thing is, it'll take months of therapy before he gets used to that mech-hand. I guess now the rumours are finally true, he's now the Advanced AI, huh?

Jay: What?

Bobby: Nothing, bit of an in joke. 

Jay: So what you're saying is you like your chances at Supremacy? 

Bobby: Of course I do! You have to like your chances every time you step through those ropes! But in this instance, this is a tag team consisting of a bad impersonation of a deadbeat Dad who spent a lot of time showing his son pictures of Penises. That's the kind of guy Jeffrey Viper is. He's a fool and I have no idea how he keeps himself employed in the XHF. Couple that with Dylan Black, a mid card act at best wherever he goes that decided to brag about a few championships and how long it took him to win them. Actually Dylan, if you're hearing this, let's take a walk back and look at how you gained those Tag Championships, shall we? Did you take on GUNS? No? Who did you take on to win those bad boys? What? No one? You mean you were handed a set of tag titles and think that earns my respect? Shit! You know, that takes some balls to assume that. Thinking that you can use a title you may as well have found on the floor to intimidate two men who fought, scratched and clawed to pry the XHF Tag Team Championships from one of the greatest teams in this business. Actually you may know them...Since you and your other "Super Legit Tag Team Champion" took them on and what happened now? Oh yeah, you lost! The GUNS beat your sorry arses back to "The Darkness" that was the name of your team right? That's cute. All gothy and edgy and stuff. Well you can bring your combination of teen angst names and a childhood of abuse to the ring and see where it gets you. See how far you get and see how well you fare against two living LEGENDS! 

Bobby picks up his beer and sinks about half of it, letting out a loud belch as Jay looks equally amused and disgusted.

Bobby: That's how far it's gonna get you! See you're taking on the two most accomplished men still a part of the XHF Network. Two of the men who didn't feel the need to hop from team to team. We got in and we GOT! SHIT! DONE! We decided we wanted to take over AWF, collectively, the Icons have won every major Championship in there at least once. We decided to take on the XHF Network, we now hold EVERY global Championship, what do you think is going to happen when we take on the poster family of a dysfunctional parent-child relationship? I'll let you think about that one.

Jay: Hey Bobby, I was wondering something.

Bobby: What's that?

Jay: Well when you left AWF, you said you left the Icons to Maverick. 

Bobby: Yeah?

Jay: Well people online are saying that you left him nothing... What's that about?

Bobby: Effectively we did leave him nothing. We left him the best thing we could leave him. We left him a canvas. A canvas on which he can depict his own vision of what the Icons can be within AWF. He can recruit who he wants, fire who he wants and shape the Icons to what he sees fit. Icons:Ascension is his project. He's a hungry kid, he wanted an opportunity and I'm eager to see what he does with it! Who knows, this time next year he could be taking on the world again! It'll make him or break him. As for us, we're taking this global. Anyone in any fed could become an Icon. Owners and CEO's should be afraid of what might happen. The chaos we caused in AWF could come to them at any time, in any venue. 

Jay: Wow. That sounds intense. 

Bobby: Oh it will be. They should be scared. We're putting plans in place to take this place over and in Icon fashion, it will be swift and when they least expect it! Anyway, I'm gonna grab those DVD's and you can check them out when you get time. 

Jay: Oh, I was hoping you'd go through them with me. 

Bobby: If I had time, I would. I got two potentially world changing matches coming up so I need to train. Anyway, that part comes when it's your DVD's we're watching. It's my job to critique you, not the other way around. 

Bobby heads upstairs to grab his DVD's he sorted out for Jay as the scene fades to black.