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 ||At their hotel, Weezle and Keoki enjoy some quiet time in the sauna. As Weezle gets up to pour some more water on the rocks, Keoki sparks up a conversation about the LCW.|| So... the TXT titles? I know! I mean, I knew siding with Brendan would get Sov on my ass, but this is just low. How can he do that! Those belts are OUR belts! We paid for them! How can they even sanction a match? Well... What?! Brendan kind of... No! ...asked if they could be the LCW's official tag belts. Jesus! Hey! Think of it this way... Now that I'm in with Brendan, when you come back, we can basically make our own matches! We can fight who we want, when we want, how we want! ...You know what, friend? What? This whole thing with Brendan-san might just work out. That's what I'm hoping for! I'm going for a swim... you coming? ||Weezle and Keoki leave the sauna and make their way over to the pool and hot tub. Ravyn is sitting in the hot tub, in her two-piece swim suit, obliviously relaxing while Weezle slaps his hand down onto the water right in front of Ravyn's face. Ravyn nearly jumps out of the water, and when she turns around and sees Keoki and Weezle, she starts to splash the two of them.|| Asshole. ||Weezle chuckles a bit then slips into the hot tub and sits beside Ravyn.|| I'm sorry. You wanna go for a swim? No... not really. Why not? ||Ravyn starts to talk, but holds herself back, then starts again.|| I... already went for a swim. Okie-doke. Come on Keoki, we gotta get those noodles before the kids do! ||Weezle and Keoki rush into the pool, grab some noodles floating aimlessly, and start to fight, until the lifeguard blows his whistle.|| OUT OF THE POOL!! ||Weezle and Keoki stand in the water, a little stunned, and start to argue with the lifeguard.|| What?! Come on! We were just having a little fun! I mean... there's no one else in... the... poooooll... ||As he finishes his sentence, he looks at Keoki.|| Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Get out of the pool! ||Weezle looks down at the water, and then Keoki starts to catch on.|| Are you saying that...? We have to shock the pool to disinfect it! OUT NOW!!! Are you saying that... this is a toilet? ||Weezle and Keoki both look down at the water, then to the deck where they see a group of little kids being scolded by their parents, then look over to the hot tub, where they see Ravyn laughing quite heartily.|| Oh, it's go time now! ||Weezle gets out of the pool, and starts to walk over to the hot tub. As Ravyn tries to climb out and run away, Weezle grabs her and gives her a great big hug.|| Isn't the water so nice? It's so nice and warm! Isn't it just so lovely?! ew Ew EW EW!! Get off me! ||Now that all sides are even, the trio towel off and leave their towels in the large hamper provided, and make their way to the respective shower rooms to rinse off before heading back upstairs.|| ||Once back on their floor, Ravyn goes into the room she is sharing with Weezle to shower, while Keoki goes to his room to shower, leaving Weezle alone, standing in the room, flipping throught he channels until he finds the a sports channel discussing Formula One racing.|| Go Schumie Go! Hopefully Toyota can get something going... Be so great to see Salo get a podium finish. Or McNish. Good to see he's doing... not too bad... when he finishes... Bah... It's only their first year, and his first year. Still lots of time for them to get a championship. ||As the commentators dicsuss the financial troubles faced by Team Arrows, and how beneficial it would be if Audi bought out the team, Ravyn opens the bathroom door and walks out, towel wrapped around her and dripping on the floor.|| Well that was quick. I figured you'd want to wash of the little kid pee as quick as possible. True. ||Weezle goes into the bathroom and showers off, emerging several minutes later with a towel wrapped around his waist, and finding Ravyn watching the LCW's channel.|| Oh... my God! What? You know your match? Yea, me and some mystery partner against Arn and Sly. I mean, come on! I don't care what bum Sov scrapes off the street to team me with, I'll still take down those twits. Uhh... Mike? What. Sov has announced your partner. Who is it? Harold the Heroine Addict? Crackhead Chris? Alcoholic Andy? No, it's an LCW wrestler. ...Huh? You mean he's giving me a real partner? He's... He's teaming you up with Big Red. ...Beg pardon? Big Red has been assigned as your partner for Breakdown. ||Just as Weezle is about to speak, there is a loud knock on the door. Weezle rushes over and opens it to find a very upset Keoki Yamada.|| What the hell is going on! Hey, it was Sov! Big Red... Big Red! He is not worthy of touching the TXT belts, let alone wearing one! Don't worry, that bastard is not going to put his grubby fingers on our belts. I'm going to carry them in, and I'm going to carry them out. But, you will have to fight with him. A necessary evil. I would rather his name been on this belt than Arn or Sly. And what about me?! Hey! You think I want this? You think I want to fight with that twat?! I'm doing this because I have to. And I know that if I can hold back the urge to b***hslap Big Red long enough to win the match, then I can hold on to these belts. Don't worry... As soon as you're healthy, you can fight Red to reclaim the title and restore the honour that the TXT holds. ...Alright. As much as I do not want to see Red as a TXT champion, you have to keep the title with Destruction. You know, all this Big Red stuff is getting my upset... What say we go check out some pubs and sample some fine quality beers? Now that I have no problem with. Alright. We'll get dressed and be out in a couple minutes. ||Weezle closes the door and walks back to the main part of the room, glances at TXT belt sitting on the table, and tries to come to terms with the fact that he'll have to fight WITH Big Red.|| ||End|| |
