Post by Lord Hastings on Jul 25, 2009 21:54:54 GMT -5
Donovan enters the locker room, wiping some sweat from his brow. Calypso sits on the bench, an annoyed look on her face as she throws her gear into her bag.
Donovan walks over and kisses her on the forehead, a quick peck. Her eyes bug out slightly and she glances up with him, a surprised expression on her face as he tosses the towel aside.
Hastings: Tag Team Champions of the Universe, babe. Tag Team Champions of the Universe.
Calypso rolls her eyes.
Hastings: And it provides excellent foreshadowing, too. After all, you know who I pinned.
Calypso: Of course, I pay attention to your matches. Dylan James.
Hastings: HARDCORE Dylan James.
Calypso leans on her fist.
Calypso: What's your point?
Donovan spins to face her, a gleeful expression on his face.
Hastings: Because now we begin our march back to the Hardcore Championship!
Calypso: Back to?
Hastings: Indeed! It begins on Sentinel. I will crush Andy Savana, and in doing so become the #1 Contender to the Hardcore Championship. After that, it's Randy Boolzian. Let me tell you, that match, it could get a little randy...
Donovan laughs at his own joke. Calypso rolls her eyes.
Calypso: You're a funny guy.
Hastings: I know!
Calypso: I suppose with Declan at your side, your victory is inevitable.
Hastings: See, this is why I love you. You're such a smart girl!
Donovan hesitates a moment.
Hastings: You're going to be there too, right.
Calypso: Of course.
Donovan breaths a sigh of relief.
Calypso: Do you know why I'm not a champion?
Hastings: Because you lost the vote to Brandon McSkinny and he won the title.
Calypso glares at him.
Hastings: What? See, I pay attention.
Calypso: Apparently.
Hastings: I don't get what you're so upset about. It's really funny.
Calypso stares at him, then grabs her shower stuff and walks around the corner. Donovan shrugs his shoulders.
Hastings: I mean, it's fucking hysterical...
Donovan walks over and kisses her on the forehead, a quick peck. Her eyes bug out slightly and she glances up with him, a surprised expression on her face as he tosses the towel aside.
Hastings: Tag Team Champions of the Universe, babe. Tag Team Champions of the Universe.
Calypso rolls her eyes.
Hastings: And it provides excellent foreshadowing, too. After all, you know who I pinned.
Calypso: Of course, I pay attention to your matches. Dylan James.
Hastings: HARDCORE Dylan James.
Calypso leans on her fist.
Calypso: What's your point?
Donovan spins to face her, a gleeful expression on his face.
Hastings: Because now we begin our march back to the Hardcore Championship!
Calypso: Back to?
Hastings: Indeed! It begins on Sentinel. I will crush Andy Savana, and in doing so become the #1 Contender to the Hardcore Championship. After that, it's Randy Boolzian. Let me tell you, that match, it could get a little randy...
Donovan laughs at his own joke. Calypso rolls her eyes.
Calypso: You're a funny guy.
Hastings: I know!
Calypso: I suppose with Declan at your side, your victory is inevitable.
Hastings: See, this is why I love you. You're such a smart girl!
Donovan hesitates a moment.
Hastings: You're going to be there too, right.
Calypso: Of course.
Donovan breaths a sigh of relief.
Calypso: Do you know why I'm not a champion?
Hastings: Because you lost the vote to Brandon McSkinny and he won the title.
Calypso glares at him.
Hastings: What? See, I pay attention.
Calypso: Apparently.
Hastings: I don't get what you're so upset about. It's really funny.
Calypso stares at him, then grabs her shower stuff and walks around the corner. Donovan shrugs his shoulders.
Hastings: I mean, it's fucking hysterical...