Post by matt on Jul 7, 2021 13:53:51 GMT -6
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Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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“This is insane…”
These are the words of Jessica Lasiewicz as she follows her half-sister down a long, dark corridor of a building. Jessica wasn’t quite sure what to make when her half-sister, the deranged Kimberly Williams, showed her this building; it appeared rather well kept and nice on the outside, rather plain looking with little to no decor. But as soon as the sibling duo known as Vengeance entered this building red flags went up in the mind of Lasiewicz. Primarily among them was the lack of people. For a place that looks to be well kept, it is decidedly empty. Is this the headquarters of some business? If so, why haven’t any alarms been set off? Knowing Kimberly, she could easily have avoided such alarms. Unless this building truly is abandoned. Then the question remains, who does own this place and does Kim and Jessica have permission to be here? If not, they are trespassing.
Jessica wouldn’t be here to begin with were it not for her sister’s insistence. It was backstage at a wrestling event when The Woman Scorned pretty much told The Archangel point blank that Jessica needed to “liven up”, “loosen up”, and “learn to live.” As far as Jessica is concerned she doesn’t need to do any of that. Kimberly has plenty of liveliness for the both of them. Jessica is concerned about one thing and one thing only; doing her job and winning matches. But walking down the dark hallways and corridors of an empty and seemingly abandoned building in the middle of the night is not what Jessica had in mind for a Monday night excursion.
“Explain to me again why we’re doing this.” Jessica says, glaring angrily at her half-sister who skips happily down the hall wearing an American Revolution style blue and white soldiers uniform. Jessica is dressed in a yellow poofy 1700s style era dress and is carrying an American flag over her shoulder. “And for that matter, why the hell are we in these stupid getups?!”
“Patience you need. Answers you will have later, young padawan.”
“Shut the fuck up, Yoda.”
“Awwww you didn’t cuss in Polish!” Kim says pouting, seemingly disappointed.
“To jest strata czasu.”
“It is NOT a waste of time!” Kimberly exclaims. “Face facts, research has been done that proves that you need to loosen up, live a little, and be more exciting! Even the fans find you boring!”
“What?! What the hell kind of research shows this?!”
“Um...research!”
“Kim….”
“Fine! It wasn’t exactly a professionally done study, it was a poll done by Leviticus…”
“Leviticus?! You can’t trust him!”
“No, I can’t trust him. But I can trust research and research doesn’t lie! Face it, Jess, you need to show a bit more personality. You need to start enjoying yourself and that’s what I am here for! I am here to help you enjoy life! And that’s what we’re going to do, starting with this adventurous evening courtesy of The Maharajah of Marketing!”
“Did Levi pay you to say that?”
“Yes.” Kim answers. Jessica rolls her eyes. The two siblings continue their march down the hallway until they reach a door. The door has a sign on it that reads “Danger! Don’t Come In! (Please don’t kill me, Jessica, Kim threatened my life!)” Jessica reads this and then turns and glares questioningly at Kim who just shrugs her shoulders.
“What’s that about?”
“The sign? Nothing. Probably some kid.”
“A kid named...Leviticus, perhaps?”
“Maybe. I can’t remember. But this is the room.”
“What room?”
“The Escape Room.”
“Are you serious? An escape room?!”
“Of course! This is a great team building exercise! At least, that’s what Ace told me.”
“Oh so this was Ace’s idea?”
“Yeah. He said I should’ve kidnapped you, though. But I told him you would happily and readily agree to this idea and that kidnapping was completely unnecessary!”
“Oh, so you lied to him?”
“Pretty much. All warfare is based on deception...Sun Tzu said that, not Ace. And by deception I got you here to this escape room where we will have a team building exercise that will help you learn to enjoy yourself a little! So its a win-win situation!”
Jessica rolls her eyes and sighs out of frustration. “I don’t see how this is a win-win situation.”
“I suppose you’re right. There is one instance where it could be a lose situation.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Well you see, I spoke to some of my foster mother’s contacts within the criminal underworld and I had them set up some really dangerous and downright deadly traps in this room. This is as deadly as you get, Jess!”
“What?!” Lasiewicz exclaims in shock. Before Jessica can protest further, Kimberly throws the door open and shoves her half-sister inside. Kimberly steps inside after her and shuts the door behind her. Jessica stands back up and regains her composure. She turns and glares at Kim.
“What have you done?”
“You’ll see! And you’ll thank me later!”
Jessica turns her angry attention forward, towards the sound of approaching footsteps. What she sees is a large, muscular, Hell’s Angel’s style biker wearing a powdered wig. Lasiewicz mouths the words “what the fuck”...Kim chuckles.
“Amazing what you can pay people to do these days! Too bad he wouldn’t put on the outfit I wanted him to wear. These biker types are sensitive about their biker gear.”
“Here ye, here ye, by decree of King George the Third, the American colonies who have rebelled against his majesty will be brought to their knees by deadly force if necessary! Beginning with these two...PATRICK HENRY AND BETSY ROSS!”
“You’re Betsy Ross.” Kim says, whispering into Jessica’s ear. Lasiewicz rolls her eyes.
“I never would have guessed.”
“IF YOU REBELLIOUS COLONISTS HOPE TO LIVE THEN YOU MUST SURVIVE THE BRITISH TROOPS AND ESCAPE THIS ROOM WITHIN THE HOUR! GOOD LUCK! ALL HAIL KING GEORGE!”
And with that the biker in the powdered wig immediately runs over Jessica, knocking her down with his massive body. He drops a leg across her throat. The entire time this is happening Kim is watching, cackling to herself. But The Archangel finds none of this entertaining.
“Why are you laughing?! Get him off me!”
“No can do, Jess! I need to find the clues to escape this room! You should start...as soon as you defend the Lizard Title from King George’s messenger there. Oh and by the way, I told him you were the Lizard Champion.”
Kimberly walks away from the fight and begins studying over a map of the thirteen original colonies. Meanwhile the biker has Jessica in a choke hold. Lasiewicz pokes him in his eyes, forcing a break. Jessica then takes the American flag that she had over her shoulder and uses it to choke him. Slowly but surely he goes down until he falls flat on the floor. Lasiewicz then approaches Kimberly who is still studying the map.
“Thanks for nothing…”
“I was busy!” Kim points at the map, specifically at the South Carolina colony. “See? South Carolina is in the wrong place! It has to be a clue!” Kimberly turns the map over and underneath the map, where South Carolina is, there is a key. Jessica immediately takes the key from Kim’s hand.
“Hopefully this is the key out of here…” Jessica takes it to the front door and tries it. Unfortunately it doesn’t work. Lasiewicz sighs. “...no such luck.”
“There’s another door!” Kim says, pointing to the far side of the room. Jessica walks over and uses the key on the door. She opens it and immediately is met with a hard boot to the face from Abigail Lindsey, who is standing there dressed in a Revolutionary War attire similar to Kim’s. Jessica slowly tries to pull herself up and looks up to see Abi.
“What the…” she sighs “...of course Kim talked you into this. Who are you supposed to be?”
“Benedict Arnold. Kim also said the Lizard Title was on the line. So…” Abi knocks Jessica down with a kick to the ribcage and then covers. Kim runs over and counts the pin…
“1...2...3!” Kim shouts. “Congratulations to the new Lizard Champion, Abigail Lindsey!”
“Great! Now I’m out of here…” Realizing that the Sanctioned Lizard Unsanctioned Title is on the line 24/7 Abi tries to escape the room. But she finds that the door is still locked and she, like Kim and Jessica, need to get out. “...well shit.”
Before Abi can do much else she is tackled to the ground by The Archangel. Jessica and Abi begin to wrestle on the ground. Kimberly smirks as she enters the new room that Abi just exited from, hoping to find a clue there. Inside this room The Woman Scorned spots two portraits of King Goerge and a statue of King George. Kimberly chuckles.
“This George dude was certainly high on himself! Guess you get that way when everyone calls you a king. Anyway, now to finding that clue. If I was a clue, where would I hide?” Kimberly approaches the first of the two portraits and studies it closely, almost as if she were an art critic. She goes to the second portrait and again inspects it closely but finds nothing. Then Williams moves on to the statue of King George. She puts her hands on her hips and focuses closely and intensely on the statue. A sly grin spreads across her face.
“Hey! George is holding a key in his right hand!” Sure enough, there is a key contained in the right hand of the statue. Kimberly reaches out and takes it. Kim turns and rushes out of the room. She walks past Jessica and Abi who are both still wrestling on the floor.
“Get up you two! I think I got our way outta here!” Kimberly takes the key and places it in the door. She turns the knob and the door opens. Unfortunately as she does this a large bag of sand falls from the ceiling and hits both Abi and Jessica, knocking them down. Williams turns to face the pair.
“Get up! We won!” Kim shouts encouragement as they both slowly begin to move. Jessica, though, is faster and throws an arm across Abi.
“Count the pin…
“What?”
“Policz do trzech!”
Kim shrugs and does as she is told, dropping to the floor. “1...2...3!”
Kim gets back up and helps Jessica back to her feet. “I’m champion again…”
“I thought you didn’t want to be Lizard Champion?”
“I don’t! I just know it means something to you and…” Jessica says quickly, though Kimberly isn’t convinced, not in the slightest. She smirks knowingly.
“See? This can be fun!”
“Yeah, a barrel of laughs.” Abi says as she pushes herself up. She stares at Kim. “I hope I get the payment you promised.”
“Of course. I always keep my promises.” Kim leans her head over. Abi then takes a staple gun out of her coat pocket and uses it against Kim’s forehead. “Damn! Fuck!”
“Thanks, Kim! I owed you that from a couple years ago!”
“Don’t mention it! Thanks for helping, Abi!”
Abi walks out of the room. “No problem. I’d stay and chat but if I recall that explosive you told me to plant will go off within the hour so I’m gonna leave.”
“Explosive?!” Jessica exclaims as Abi is walking off. Lasiewicz turns and looks incredulously at her half-sister. “Tell me she was joking?”
“I dunno...wanted her and that Hell’s Angel biker guy to make this as dangerous as possible. So maybe there is a bomb. But maybe not? I don’t know, so maybe we should leave just in case there is.”
“Good idea…” Jessica says with a sigh as she walks out first. Kimberly follows her closely behind. The walk back down the hallways and corridors of this building is a quick one and not very difficult, despite feeling like she was in a war having to fend off both a Hell’s Angel biker and Abigail Lindsey. Kimberly, who had the much easier task of just finding the clues to escape the locked room, has a broad grin on her face. This was her master plan and she believes it to be a success. But what exactly was she hoping to gain other than to help Jessica “loosen up” a bit?
“Kim, can I ask you something?”
“Sure, Betsy!”
“...”
“Your ellipses are showing.”
Jessica rolls her eyes. “Whatever. I’m just curious how you managed to get this permission to use this building for your little deathtrap. Surely someone you know owns this and let you do this. So who is it?”
“I’m not sure you wanna know.”
“Kim, we started this team to build our bond as sisters and build up trust in one another, right?”
“Yeah.”
“So trust me enough to tell me who you got this building from?”
“Do you promise not to murder her if I tell you?”
“It was Sorinah wasn’t it?” Jessica asks demandingly. Kim shrugs her shoulders.
“I plead the fifth.”
“As much as she claims to like me and want the best for me, I’m surprised she let you use this knowing what you were going to do. I mean, you did tell her what you were planning didn’t you?”
“I plead the fifth.”
“My God, Kim! Do you have any idea what kind of disaster this could have been? Did you even think this through or were you like ‘oh, this sounds fun, lets do it!’”
“Mostly the latter.” Kim says smiling wryly.
“That’s not a good way to live your life.”
“It works for me. And while I’m not asking you to live your life exactly like me, I do think being a little spontaneous and trying to enjoy yourself a little bit can be good for you. And despite this rough and tough Lasiewicz exterior that you and your dad have, I think I am getting through to you.”
“No way…” Jessica says, denying it completely.
“Oh really? Jess, a couple weeks ago when I forfeited the Lizard Title to you, you were pissed.”
“Yes, I was pissed because you manipulated me again. You tricked me into making a bet in which I didn’t know what I would get if I won the bet. I would have never made the damn bet if I knew becoming Lizard Champion was part of the bet.”
“Yeah, you were mad at me then. But I saw how you reacted when Abi took the Lizard Title from you. In fact, I told her to take the Lizard Title from you because I wanted to see how you would react. And you saw red.”
“Abi hitting me with a boot had something to do with that.”
“Maybe, but you gotta admit that you did take the time to cover her and made me take the time to count the pin. You could have been done with this…” Kim reaches into her coat jacket and produces the Lizard title belt. Jessica reaches out and snatches it out of Kim’s hands.
“Mine!”
“Yeah, yours.” Kim winks. “And you can be done with it any time you want. It isn’t like SCW, MWE, or GCW recognizes it as a legitimate title. They probably never will. So who cares? Dump it in the garbage for all I care.”
“I can’t…” Jessica says, looking at the title belt.
“Why not?”
“Because...um…because you care too much about it!” Jessica storms away. Kimberly snickers.
“I win round one, Jess. Just wait and see what I have planned for round two. You’re gonna be more fun in no time.” With that, Kimberly rushes off to catch up with Jessica.
Boston, Massachusetts
Off Camera
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“This is insane…”
These are the words of Jessica Lasiewicz as she follows her half-sister down a long, dark corridor of a building. Jessica wasn’t quite sure what to make when her half-sister, the deranged Kimberly Williams, showed her this building; it appeared rather well kept and nice on the outside, rather plain looking with little to no decor. But as soon as the sibling duo known as Vengeance entered this building red flags went up in the mind of Lasiewicz. Primarily among them was the lack of people. For a place that looks to be well kept, it is decidedly empty. Is this the headquarters of some business? If so, why haven’t any alarms been set off? Knowing Kimberly, she could easily have avoided such alarms. Unless this building truly is abandoned. Then the question remains, who does own this place and does Kim and Jessica have permission to be here? If not, they are trespassing.
Jessica wouldn’t be here to begin with were it not for her sister’s insistence. It was backstage at a wrestling event when The Woman Scorned pretty much told The Archangel point blank that Jessica needed to “liven up”, “loosen up”, and “learn to live.” As far as Jessica is concerned she doesn’t need to do any of that. Kimberly has plenty of liveliness for the both of them. Jessica is concerned about one thing and one thing only; doing her job and winning matches. But walking down the dark hallways and corridors of an empty and seemingly abandoned building in the middle of the night is not what Jessica had in mind for a Monday night excursion.
“Explain to me again why we’re doing this.” Jessica says, glaring angrily at her half-sister who skips happily down the hall wearing an American Revolution style blue and white soldiers uniform. Jessica is dressed in a yellow poofy 1700s style era dress and is carrying an American flag over her shoulder. “And for that matter, why the hell are we in these stupid getups?!”
“Patience you need. Answers you will have later, young padawan.”
“Shut the fuck up, Yoda.”
“Awwww you didn’t cuss in Polish!” Kim says pouting, seemingly disappointed.
“To jest strata czasu.”
“It is NOT a waste of time!” Kimberly exclaims. “Face facts, research has been done that proves that you need to loosen up, live a little, and be more exciting! Even the fans find you boring!”
“What?! What the hell kind of research shows this?!”
“Um...research!”
“Kim….”
“Fine! It wasn’t exactly a professionally done study, it was a poll done by Leviticus…”
“Leviticus?! You can’t trust him!”
“No, I can’t trust him. But I can trust research and research doesn’t lie! Face it, Jess, you need to show a bit more personality. You need to start enjoying yourself and that’s what I am here for! I am here to help you enjoy life! And that’s what we’re going to do, starting with this adventurous evening courtesy of The Maharajah of Marketing!”
“Did Levi pay you to say that?”
“Yes.” Kim answers. Jessica rolls her eyes. The two siblings continue their march down the hallway until they reach a door. The door has a sign on it that reads “Danger! Don’t Come In! (Please don’t kill me, Jessica, Kim threatened my life!)” Jessica reads this and then turns and glares questioningly at Kim who just shrugs her shoulders.
“What’s that about?”
“The sign? Nothing. Probably some kid.”
“A kid named...Leviticus, perhaps?”
“Maybe. I can’t remember. But this is the room.”
“What room?”
“The Escape Room.”
“Are you serious? An escape room?!”
“Of course! This is a great team building exercise! At least, that’s what Ace told me.”
“Oh so this was Ace’s idea?”
“Yeah. He said I should’ve kidnapped you, though. But I told him you would happily and readily agree to this idea and that kidnapping was completely unnecessary!”
“Oh, so you lied to him?”
“Pretty much. All warfare is based on deception...Sun Tzu said that, not Ace. And by deception I got you here to this escape room where we will have a team building exercise that will help you learn to enjoy yourself a little! So its a win-win situation!”
Jessica rolls her eyes and sighs out of frustration. “I don’t see how this is a win-win situation.”
“I suppose you’re right. There is one instance where it could be a lose situation.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Well you see, I spoke to some of my foster mother’s contacts within the criminal underworld and I had them set up some really dangerous and downright deadly traps in this room. This is as deadly as you get, Jess!”
“What?!” Lasiewicz exclaims in shock. Before Jessica can protest further, Kimberly throws the door open and shoves her half-sister inside. Kimberly steps inside after her and shuts the door behind her. Jessica stands back up and regains her composure. She turns and glares at Kim.
“What have you done?”
“You’ll see! And you’ll thank me later!”
Jessica turns her angry attention forward, towards the sound of approaching footsteps. What she sees is a large, muscular, Hell’s Angel’s style biker wearing a powdered wig. Lasiewicz mouths the words “what the fuck”...Kim chuckles.
“Amazing what you can pay people to do these days! Too bad he wouldn’t put on the outfit I wanted him to wear. These biker types are sensitive about their biker gear.”
“Here ye, here ye, by decree of King George the Third, the American colonies who have rebelled against his majesty will be brought to their knees by deadly force if necessary! Beginning with these two...PATRICK HENRY AND BETSY ROSS!”
“You’re Betsy Ross.” Kim says, whispering into Jessica’s ear. Lasiewicz rolls her eyes.
“I never would have guessed.”
“IF YOU REBELLIOUS COLONISTS HOPE TO LIVE THEN YOU MUST SURVIVE THE BRITISH TROOPS AND ESCAPE THIS ROOM WITHIN THE HOUR! GOOD LUCK! ALL HAIL KING GEORGE!”
And with that the biker in the powdered wig immediately runs over Jessica, knocking her down with his massive body. He drops a leg across her throat. The entire time this is happening Kim is watching, cackling to herself. But The Archangel finds none of this entertaining.
“Why are you laughing?! Get him off me!”
“No can do, Jess! I need to find the clues to escape this room! You should start...as soon as you defend the Lizard Title from King George’s messenger there. Oh and by the way, I told him you were the Lizard Champion.”
Kimberly walks away from the fight and begins studying over a map of the thirteen original colonies. Meanwhile the biker has Jessica in a choke hold. Lasiewicz pokes him in his eyes, forcing a break. Jessica then takes the American flag that she had over her shoulder and uses it to choke him. Slowly but surely he goes down until he falls flat on the floor. Lasiewicz then approaches Kimberly who is still studying the map.
“Thanks for nothing…”
“I was busy!” Kim points at the map, specifically at the South Carolina colony. “See? South Carolina is in the wrong place! It has to be a clue!” Kimberly turns the map over and underneath the map, where South Carolina is, there is a key. Jessica immediately takes the key from Kim’s hand.
“Hopefully this is the key out of here…” Jessica takes it to the front door and tries it. Unfortunately it doesn’t work. Lasiewicz sighs. “...no such luck.”
“There’s another door!” Kim says, pointing to the far side of the room. Jessica walks over and uses the key on the door. She opens it and immediately is met with a hard boot to the face from Abigail Lindsey, who is standing there dressed in a Revolutionary War attire similar to Kim’s. Jessica slowly tries to pull herself up and looks up to see Abi.
“What the…” she sighs “...of course Kim talked you into this. Who are you supposed to be?”
“Benedict Arnold. Kim also said the Lizard Title was on the line. So…” Abi knocks Jessica down with a kick to the ribcage and then covers. Kim runs over and counts the pin…
“1...2...3!” Kim shouts. “Congratulations to the new Lizard Champion, Abigail Lindsey!”
“Great! Now I’m out of here…” Realizing that the Sanctioned Lizard Unsanctioned Title is on the line 24/7 Abi tries to escape the room. But she finds that the door is still locked and she, like Kim and Jessica, need to get out. “...well shit.”
Before Abi can do much else she is tackled to the ground by The Archangel. Jessica and Abi begin to wrestle on the ground. Kimberly smirks as she enters the new room that Abi just exited from, hoping to find a clue there. Inside this room The Woman Scorned spots two portraits of King Goerge and a statue of King George. Kimberly chuckles.
“This George dude was certainly high on himself! Guess you get that way when everyone calls you a king. Anyway, now to finding that clue. If I was a clue, where would I hide?” Kimberly approaches the first of the two portraits and studies it closely, almost as if she were an art critic. She goes to the second portrait and again inspects it closely but finds nothing. Then Williams moves on to the statue of King George. She puts her hands on her hips and focuses closely and intensely on the statue. A sly grin spreads across her face.
“Hey! George is holding a key in his right hand!” Sure enough, there is a key contained in the right hand of the statue. Kimberly reaches out and takes it. Kim turns and rushes out of the room. She walks past Jessica and Abi who are both still wrestling on the floor.
“Get up you two! I think I got our way outta here!” Kimberly takes the key and places it in the door. She turns the knob and the door opens. Unfortunately as she does this a large bag of sand falls from the ceiling and hits both Abi and Jessica, knocking them down. Williams turns to face the pair.
“Get up! We won!” Kim shouts encouragement as they both slowly begin to move. Jessica, though, is faster and throws an arm across Abi.
“Count the pin…
“What?”
“Policz do trzech!”
Kim shrugs and does as she is told, dropping to the floor. “1...2...3!”
Kim gets back up and helps Jessica back to her feet. “I’m champion again…”
“I thought you didn’t want to be Lizard Champion?”
“I don’t! I just know it means something to you and…” Jessica says quickly, though Kimberly isn’t convinced, not in the slightest. She smirks knowingly.
“See? This can be fun!”
“Yeah, a barrel of laughs.” Abi says as she pushes herself up. She stares at Kim. “I hope I get the payment you promised.”
“Of course. I always keep my promises.” Kim leans her head over. Abi then takes a staple gun out of her coat pocket and uses it against Kim’s forehead. “Damn! Fuck!”
“Thanks, Kim! I owed you that from a couple years ago!”
“Don’t mention it! Thanks for helping, Abi!”
Abi walks out of the room. “No problem. I’d stay and chat but if I recall that explosive you told me to plant will go off within the hour so I’m gonna leave.”
“Explosive?!” Jessica exclaims as Abi is walking off. Lasiewicz turns and looks incredulously at her half-sister. “Tell me she was joking?”
“I dunno...wanted her and that Hell’s Angel biker guy to make this as dangerous as possible. So maybe there is a bomb. But maybe not? I don’t know, so maybe we should leave just in case there is.”
“Good idea…” Jessica says with a sigh as she walks out first. Kimberly follows her closely behind. The walk back down the hallways and corridors of this building is a quick one and not very difficult, despite feeling like she was in a war having to fend off both a Hell’s Angel biker and Abigail Lindsey. Kimberly, who had the much easier task of just finding the clues to escape the locked room, has a broad grin on her face. This was her master plan and she believes it to be a success. But what exactly was she hoping to gain other than to help Jessica “loosen up” a bit?
“Kim, can I ask you something?”
“Sure, Betsy!”
“...”
“Your ellipses are showing.”
Jessica rolls her eyes. “Whatever. I’m just curious how you managed to get this permission to use this building for your little deathtrap. Surely someone you know owns this and let you do this. So who is it?”
“I’m not sure you wanna know.”
“Kim, we started this team to build our bond as sisters and build up trust in one another, right?”
“Yeah.”
“So trust me enough to tell me who you got this building from?”
“Do you promise not to murder her if I tell you?”
“It was Sorinah wasn’t it?” Jessica asks demandingly. Kim shrugs her shoulders.
“I plead the fifth.”
“As much as she claims to like me and want the best for me, I’m surprised she let you use this knowing what you were going to do. I mean, you did tell her what you were planning didn’t you?”
“I plead the fifth.”
“My God, Kim! Do you have any idea what kind of disaster this could have been? Did you even think this through or were you like ‘oh, this sounds fun, lets do it!’”
“Mostly the latter.” Kim says smiling wryly.
“That’s not a good way to live your life.”
“It works for me. And while I’m not asking you to live your life exactly like me, I do think being a little spontaneous and trying to enjoy yourself a little bit can be good for you. And despite this rough and tough Lasiewicz exterior that you and your dad have, I think I am getting through to you.”
“No way…” Jessica says, denying it completely.
“Oh really? Jess, a couple weeks ago when I forfeited the Lizard Title to you, you were pissed.”
“Yes, I was pissed because you manipulated me again. You tricked me into making a bet in which I didn’t know what I would get if I won the bet. I would have never made the damn bet if I knew becoming Lizard Champion was part of the bet.”
“Yeah, you were mad at me then. But I saw how you reacted when Abi took the Lizard Title from you. In fact, I told her to take the Lizard Title from you because I wanted to see how you would react. And you saw red.”
“Abi hitting me with a boot had something to do with that.”
“Maybe, but you gotta admit that you did take the time to cover her and made me take the time to count the pin. You could have been done with this…” Kim reaches into her coat jacket and produces the Lizard title belt. Jessica reaches out and snatches it out of Kim’s hands.
“Mine!”
“Yeah, yours.” Kim winks. “And you can be done with it any time you want. It isn’t like SCW, MWE, or GCW recognizes it as a legitimate title. They probably never will. So who cares? Dump it in the garbage for all I care.”
“I can’t…” Jessica says, looking at the title belt.
“Why not?”
“Because...um…because you care too much about it!” Jessica storms away. Kimberly snickers.
“I win round one, Jess. Just wait and see what I have planned for round two. You’re gonna be more fun in no time.” With that, Kimberly rushes off to catch up with Jessica.