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Weezle is sitting in the same musty bedroom he was sitting in the last time we were at Weezle's home. Weezle is sitting on the bed wearing X-Men pyjamas and holding Tree. In the corner of the room is a stereo, playing "Break Stuff" by Limp Bizkit. IT'S JUST ONE OF THOSE DAYS! Meanwhile, at the front door, the OWF camera crew has arrived. They ring the doorbell and Ravyn answers the door. Hey guys. Right this way. I gotta warn you, Weezle is...umm...not himself today. One of the cameramen starts to laugh. Oh, ok. We'll be careful. We wouldn't want him to hit us with Tree! The cameraman and the rest of the crew start to laugh, thinking Weezle is just putting on an act for the OWF shows. Guys, I'm serious. He's kinda crazy, and I don't want any of you guys to get hurt. Listen lady, we can take care of ourselves. What the hell is he gonna do? He's so tiny! Now where the hell is he? Ravyn starts picturing Weezle nailing the cameraman in the head with Tree, and lets out a little laugh. Right this way. Back inside the room, Weezle is jumping up and down on the bed and still listening to "Break Stuff". Outside the room, Ravyn stops the camera crew. She thinks about giving them one last warning, but just knocks on the door. She shouts to make sure Weezle can hear her over the music. WEEZLE!! THE OWF CREW IS HERE!! Weezle turns off the stereo. Ok. Send them in. The OWF crew open the door and walk in. They laugh at Weezle's appearance as they set up their equipment. Hello dear. I've been waiting for you... Hey, the camera's aren't rollling yet. You don't have to start yet. Hasegawa? You confuse Tree. Would you shut up for a second?! You have to be quiet when we start rolling the tape. Ok. Can I start now? No. Now? No. Now?? No. Now??? NO!! Now please SHUT the F**K UP!! There's no need to yell. Right Tree? Yea. He's rude. You know what we do to rude people, right? I sure do! Weezle gets up and taps the cameraman on the shoulder with Tree. Tree wants to say something to you. F**k off. Well, that was uncalled for. IT SURE WAS YA COMMIE BASTARD!!! Weezle lifts up Tree and drifts the cameraman in the back of the head. The cameraman falls to the floor, knocking down the camera. Hemhemhem... Now someone please set up that camera. The other crew members scramble to get the camera set up. Th...there you are...Please don't hit us. Hey, if you nice to me, I nice to you. But I can't speak for Tree. Now, time to cut one! A promo that is. Weelze gets up and starts walking around the small room. The sound guy tries to keep the gaff close to Weezle, but keeps bouncing it off his head. WOULD YOU STOP THAT?! S...sorry. Maybe we should leave. Yea, and get him outta here too. The OWF crew scramble to get out of the room. As they run down the hall, they run into Ravyn, and you can hear them say how crazy Weezle is. As they run out of the house and into the OWF van, Ravyn walks into the room. Mike? What's going on? I didn't do it mommy. Come on, we know I'm not your mom. Why not? Well, umm, because then I couldn't be your friend. Ah, ok. I like you as my friend. Can you run camera. Sure. Ravyn goes behind the camera, turns it on, and points it at Weezle. Ok. Whenever you're ready. Weezle looks at the end of Tree, and the dried up blood of Mr. Showtime. Well now, what a week it has been. Several new people have been signed by the OWF, and a couple guys came back from injuries. I had the pleasure of beating on a new guy and someone back from injury. Mr. Showtime and Rob Sanders. Mr. Showtime. What happened? What about that lesson you were gonna give me?? WELL?!? I guess Tree showed you a thing or two. Mainly the floor and your own blood. And Sanders, he should go back to rehab and wait another month before coming back. Maybe then he'll be ready. Weezle looks down at Tree, and smiles. You're the greatest. Yes you are! Anyway, onto next Tuesday. Me and my good buddy Rick get to release some anger towards the OWF security. They been sucking lately when it comes to doing their job, so WE GONNA TAKE 'EM OUT!! Things might not have been so bad if Tree didn't have such a temper! Ah well, that's ok. You just better be ready come Tuesday! Weezle says that last part staring right at Tree. What's that? You're getting tired? Well, it's only 8:00, but you have been going pretty hard recently. Weezle gets up and tucks in Tree. Weezle then starts singing a lullaby. Sleep tight. Weezle turns to Ravyn and motions to her to turn off the camera. Should I g-- Shh *whispering* He's trying to sleep. Weezle and Ravyn leave the room, and Weezle carefully closes the door. What about the equipment? Oh...crap. Well, I guess they'll have to come back tomorrow. Go tell them to leave. Ok. Ravyn goes out to tell the OWF crew they'll have to come back to get there stuff as Weezle opens the bedroom door and takes a peek at Tree. Goodnight. |
