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Date Posted：07/24/2016 17:41 PMCopy HTML
Before we go to ringside we go to another area of the backstage area where we see Psyche Devyne holding onto her Chivalry title. She’s looking around, trying to spot someone. From behind her comes Jason Cashe, smacking her bum. The fans cheer for the Adrenaline star, excited to see him on Uprising. Psyche spins around, ready to slap someone. She realizes it’s him and smiles, kissing him quickly on the cheek.
Devyne: “Hi love! Did you get the stuff?”
She smirked up at him.
Cashe: ”Yes ma’am, sure did!”[/i]
Devyne: ”Perfect! So… what do you think? Should we do it right over there? Seems like loads of people come through by that sign.”
She pointed at a sign towards her left that read ‘Washrooms’’.
Devyne: ”Wait… is that the toilets? Well that makes sense now…”
Cashe: ”Fucking Canada..”
Devyne: ”Alright… You take the butter and put it outside the men’s, yeah? All over the floor. I’ll stay out here and be lookout.”
Cashe nods and runs to the bathrooms. Psyche stays behind, keeping a lookout as she said. He starts painting butter on the floor, working from the outside in. When he finishes, he stands with his hands on his hips, looking proud of his work. Psyche gives him the thumbs up.
Devyne: ”Fantastic! Now just to wait for someone to go to the loo.”
Cashe: ”You making using the bathroom sound so hot with that accent! Speaking of which, I have to leak the lizard!”
Psyche rolled her eyes, shaking her head.
Devyne: ”I’ll hold anyone off so you don’t miss anything, yeah? Hurry up.”
Cashe runs into the bathroom, quickly doing his business. As he does so, Psyche keeps her eyes open, watching for anyone that may happen to stroll by. She then sees Cashe jogging around the small corner of the bathroom to come out to her.
Devyne: ”Oh Jason! Be careful!”
But it was too late. Cashe slid along the butter-slicked floor outside the bathroom, falling right on his ass after trying to catch his balance to no avail. Psyche burst out laughing, walking towards him. Cashe is trying to get up, but keeps slipping on the floor. Psyche holds a hand out to help him up.
Devyne: ”Bloody hell. Well at least we know it works, yeah?”
Cashe: ”I peed on the wall, it’s hard to pee with an erection… Sorry!”
Devyne: ”What? What are you, twelve? Why do you have a bloody erection?”
Cashe: ”Accent does that. I dunno. I got a thing for you and “he” does too? Here come see..”
He pulls her down to the ground with him. Her eyes widen as she slips down onto Cashe.
Devyne: ”Jason! You’re such a fucking prat!”
She pauses for a moment.
Devyne: ”Well at least I know you were lying and are not actually a preteen boy. This is a family show, afterall.”
She winked at him.
Devyne: ”We should go, though. Probably best not to be here if someone else slips. We’ll just blame it on… uhh… Persephone or something, yeah?”
She pauses, thinking about something.
Devyne: ”Ohh…. that actually gives me a better idea… Get up! I have a new plan!”
As Psyche pushes off him and gets to her feet, Cashe is quick to sit up to sniff her backside. She snaps a glare back to him, hearing his sniff. He acts casual and gets up covered in a layer of butter. We finally head to ringside as Davis and Fuchs are sitting down ready to get this show started.
Davis: “Fans we have an exciting line-up tonight as we have two titles on the line.”
Fuchs: “That we do but we also have the start of the PrimeTime tournament. Four triple threat matches to decide who advances.”
Davis: “And we also have a number one contender’s match for the Chivalry Championship.”
Fuchs: “Yeah we do I am very interested to see what the new blood of the Fate roster can do here on Uprising.”
As these words flash across your screen Davis and Fuchs continue their conversation.
LATER
We open backstage once again to Psyche and Cashe. Cashe is holding a large container with only a small amount of liquid in it. The label on the front is ripped off, but ‘Vinegar’ is written in black marker over the spot. It actually looks like it was written by a three year old. Probably Cashe. The two are hiding behind a corner, watching the craft table.
Devyne: ”Okay… this HAS to work. Persephone is bound to come this way to grab a water, yeah? But unbeknownst to her, the water is actually vinegar.
Cashe holds up the jug, grinning. Psyche turns her head to look at him.
Devyne: ”Bloody brilliant. She’s going to drink it and throw up and everything and we will lauuuuuuugh. Nothing could possibly go wrong.”
Cashe: ”Well unless someone else grabs a bottle first… This could hit a lot of people!”
Devyne: ”You’re jinxing it! Why would you jinx it?! Knock on wood!”
Cashe: ”I’m not, Lady! This makes it better!! One person drinking it is funny. FIVE drinking it? Hilarious! Knee slapping humor!”
Devyne: ”But I want her to drink it more so than anyone else…”
Psyche pouted. She turned her head back to the table, noticing someone walk towards the it. It was none other than the General Manager of Uprising himself, Paul Knight. Psyche’s eyes widen, watching as he looked around the table, deciding what he wanted. He started to go for a juice, which made Psyche sigh in relief a bit. But then, he changed his mind last second. He grabs a bottle of water, opening the top. It didn’t make the normal clicking sound when opening a fresh water. His brows furrowed for a second, but he shrugged and began to bring the drink to his mouth. Psyche started to move around the corner, opening her mouth to say something to stop her boss from drinking the ‘water’, but Cashe grabbed her arm last second. He pulled her right up against him and brought his head down, kissing her on the lips. Being the dick that he is, he stopped her from stopping Paul from drinking the ‘water’. All that could be heard in the background was loud spitting and coughing sounds. Psyche pulled away from Cashe, turning to see what was going on. Paul did, in fact, drink the liquid. A good portion of it as well. He dropped the bottle to the ground and started spitting all over the floor.
Knight: ”Aww, what the HECK!”
Psyche clenched her teeth together and turned away, pushing Cashe.
Devyne: ”Fuckin’ hell! RUN!”
Cashe: ”It was Caleb, I seen it!”
Knight: ”Caaaa-LEEEEEEEB!”
Davis: “OH BOY - It seems like the planned backfired and they Knight instead of Marquis.”
Fuchs: “Devyne just went up two levels in my book with that prank.”
Davis: “Well I am sure Paul is not exactly happy about it. We are going backstage to get word from Devyne’s opponent Persephone Marquis before the match.”
Fuchs: “I hope she just got out of the shower. Nothing is sexy than seeing a woman dripping wet.” |
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