Post by Buck U Productions on Nov 15, 2015 17:26:59 GMT
*Moments later*
Charlotte approaches El Tigre’s door and enters. He’s sitting at a table, staring into a lit candle as usual but at her approach blows it out and stares at her.
“When did you start entering my room without knocking first?”
She stops in midstride before sarcastically saying, “Sorry, ‘knock, knock’”
She sits down across from him at the table and lets out a distinct groan.
“Your father’s made at us.”
El Tigre chuckles before lighting some incense on the table beside him.
“When did I start giving a fuck what my father thought again? Let him sit in his office babbling about writers and trying to rule the world. I’m more interested in burning it down.”
Angrily, Charlotte knocks the candle and incense off the table and stands back up.
“Listen, you son of a bitch! I’ve worked too hard to get this far in life so far for you to fuck it up. Your father is mad because we haven’t won a match in Pollomania since your Supremo Title win and so am I! You’re supposed to be this fucking incredible wrestler but you can’t seem to beat Grin and I’m starting to think he’s gotten into your head.”
He slowly rises to his feet and begins walking around the table towards her. Realizing that she might have went too far she quickly moves to stay on the opposite side of the table.
“Tiger, I’m sorry,” she stammers.
She screams when he leaps up on the table and grabs her by the hair. Before she can react he kisses starts kissing her. Charlotte reaches for the tazer in her jacket but her arm goes limp from the embrace and she drops it to the ground. Just as quickly as it starts, it’s over. El Tigre releases her and jumps off the table, chuckling.
“You worry too much, Charlie,” he says as he picks up his belongings and places them on the table, “I’ll deal with Grin soon enough. In the meantime, we need to make sure that he’s buddies, Woody, El Vainillo and Owl Man don’t walk out of ‘Eggs Over Big Easy’, period.”
Still taken aback by what just happened, it takes Charlotte a moment to regain her composer.
“How exactly,” she asks.
He takes her by the hand and leads her to a door. The sound of maniacal laughter and screaming can be heard as the approach. El Tigre de Jengibre opens the door and Charlotte lets out a loud gasp and looks horrified at what’s being shown to her.
“Our enemies have found away to level the playing field,” he whispers in her ear, making her shiver, “Maybe it’s time we add a few new pieces to the board.”
He starts laughing and who or whatever is in the room begins laughing again. Charlotte quickly exits his room, making sure to shut the door behind her.
She stops to smooth down her clothes and smiles as she walks away.
“This might works.”
FIN
(499 Words)
Charlotte approaches El Tigre’s door and enters. He’s sitting at a table, staring into a lit candle as usual but at her approach blows it out and stares at her.
“When did you start entering my room without knocking first?”
She stops in midstride before sarcastically saying, “Sorry, ‘knock, knock’”
She sits down across from him at the table and lets out a distinct groan.
“Your father’s made at us.”
El Tigre chuckles before lighting some incense on the table beside him.
“When did I start giving a fuck what my father thought again? Let him sit in his office babbling about writers and trying to rule the world. I’m more interested in burning it down.”
Angrily, Charlotte knocks the candle and incense off the table and stands back up.
“Listen, you son of a bitch! I’ve worked too hard to get this far in life so far for you to fuck it up. Your father is mad because we haven’t won a match in Pollomania since your Supremo Title win and so am I! You’re supposed to be this fucking incredible wrestler but you can’t seem to beat Grin and I’m starting to think he’s gotten into your head.”
He slowly rises to his feet and begins walking around the table towards her. Realizing that she might have went too far she quickly moves to stay on the opposite side of the table.
“Tiger, I’m sorry,” she stammers.
She screams when he leaps up on the table and grabs her by the hair. Before she can react he kisses starts kissing her. Charlotte reaches for the tazer in her jacket but her arm goes limp from the embrace and she drops it to the ground. Just as quickly as it starts, it’s over. El Tigre releases her and jumps off the table, chuckling.
“You worry too much, Charlie,” he says as he picks up his belongings and places them on the table, “I’ll deal with Grin soon enough. In the meantime, we need to make sure that he’s buddies, Woody, El Vainillo and Owl Man don’t walk out of ‘Eggs Over Big Easy’, period.”
Still taken aback by what just happened, it takes Charlotte a moment to regain her composer.
“How exactly,” she asks.
He takes her by the hand and leads her to a door. The sound of maniacal laughter and screaming can be heard as the approach. El Tigre de Jengibre opens the door and Charlotte lets out a loud gasp and looks horrified at what’s being shown to her.
“Our enemies have found away to level the playing field,” he whispers in her ear, making her shiver, “Maybe it’s time we add a few new pieces to the board.”
He starts laughing and who or whatever is in the room begins laughing again. Charlotte quickly exits his room, making sure to shut the door behind her.
She stops to smooth down her clothes and smiles as she walks away.
“This might works.”
FIN
(499 Words)