Role Play Background: The Badd Boy just picked up a victory over Def Metal and now has the week off to prepare for either A.J. Dettemer, or Jason Syrus, as one of the men at the Pay-Per-View will be coming after The Badd Boy's Intercontinental Championship. However as of right now a bit of a secret has been hiding from The Badd One in his very own home, and he has intentions on straightening that out. Not only that, he wants to push his alliance with Primetime, so that the two of them can really make a name for themselves.
*The Badd Boy made it home for the dinner Ashlee had prepared and he ate it in a bit of the silence. The awkward silence continued for the rest of the evening. He spent some time watching television keeping up on what was going on in the world, and getting word on the snow storm that was supposed to be heading towards the St. Louis area. It came time for bed, Ashlee had gone it a bit early, and he made his way up to the bed. He changed out of his day clothes and got ready but didn't lay down, just stared at Ashlee for a moment.*
Ashlee Ikeda: What's wrong?
The Badd Boy: I don't buy it.
Ashlee Ikeda: Buy what?
The Badd Boy: Don't take me for an idiot, I am a hell of a lot smarter than you think I am.
Ashlee Ikeda: What are you talking about?
The Badd Boy: You know what I am talking about, don't try to deny it. You are hiding something from me, as you said, and I want to know what it is. All I know is it involves my brother. I know him, and I know you, I know when I am lied to, and I know when I don't know everything that is going on. I want to know what you are hiding?
Ashlee Ikeda: It's nothing.
The Badd Boy: Well nothing wouldn't be so hard to talk about would it? I am sleeping on the cough tonight.
Ashlee Ikeda: Why?
The Badd Boy: When you can tell me the truth, and remember I know when you are lying then we can clear things up. Until then, I want you to lay there in the big empty lonely bed, and you can think about what you want or don't want to tell me. Goodnight Ashlee!
*Before she can say another word he grabs his pillow and walks out of the bedroom slamming the door. He walks to the living room, throws the pillow on the couch, lays down on it, pulls the cover that was draped on the back of the couch over him and goes to sleep.*
*It is early morning, and The Badd Boy wakes up still on the couch. He fixes the cover and goes off to take a shower and get himself ready......Some time passes and The Badd Boy had is shower and was ready to go for the day. He made his way down to his basement where I could set up the live feed to the EMF trucks. He goes to the corner where the station is and sits in his chair turning it on.*
The Badd Boy: Primetime, this message is for you. No telling when you will receive it, but we need to talk. I figured this would be the best way to get your attention. I told Def if I beat him I wanted a shot at his tag team championship. Primetime, it was not too long ago that we decided to watch each other's backs and I think it is time for us to make a name for ourselves as a real team. I am thinking the second Shockwave in February we could take our shot. What do you say Primetime? I think it is time for us to step up. Get back back to me.
*The Badd Boy kills the connection and the screen fades.*
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