Vacation

[HBK619]

The Stallion is resting. His location is not important. His hands are behind his head, sitting in the male-dominant pose. His feet are crossed, and lay on top of a table. The Stallion takes a sip from a drink in a pink glass with an umbrella on top.

Stallion: Ah, you gotta love that tropical blend

The camera pans out to show Stallion on some sort of island resort. He’s by the pool, on a bright sunny day. Two girls in bikinis walk by, looking at Stallion. He winks at them, as they walk by giggling to themselves

Stallion: Yep, they dig me

The Stallion is then greeted by the waiter/native

Waiter: Anything else sir?

Stallion: You know, I could really go for another one of these things. What’d call them?

We call it the Jamaican Surprise

Well, you sure got me! Ha Ha Ha!

The Stallion slaps the waiter on the back. The waiter looks like he’s biting his tongue, but still puts on the cheap hotel smile. He walks back into the kitchen area to whip Stallion up another drink

Stallion: Man, it’s great out here. No work, no worries, no annoyances. This place is perfect. I can’t believe it’s almost been an entire week, and I’ll have to head back soon

My hiatus from the ring has really been a blessing for me. I got a chance to re-find my roots. Taking the big spot on Live really got me thinking about why I loved this job in the first place. It’s the roar of the crowd that keeps me going

It only would have been so much better if it wasn’t against Pain. The joke of the locker room of course. I guess it was still a blessing to not only find my roots, but beat the holy crap out of him one more time.

The waiter comes back with another pink glass

Here you are sir

Thank you. Hey, can you break a 20?

I do not believe so. But sir…

Here, keep the change

But sir…

Don’t worry about it. I know: I’m a nice guy

Sir, your total is 25 dollars and…

Now run off. Use that tip well now

Ok sir…(under his breath)Fucking douche…

The Stallion takes a big gulp from his drink and smiles

Stallion: Ah, they love me here. And why not? I’m on my way to the very top.

I get back and go one on one with Ben Whysomethingoreither. A former partner again. No matter to me. I challenged one of my closest friends and pushed him to the limit. We still remain good friends, so I don’t see why it has to hurt out friendship.

It’s round one for the Florida State Championship. My next shot at glory. Finally, I can climb back to the top

The Stallion takes another drink from his pink glass. The waiter appears in front of the Stallion. Behind him is a group of hotel staff. Everyone from clerks to room service to maids to cooks stands behind the waiter. All have the same look of rage on their face. Stallion just smiles, oblivious

Stallion: Don’t worry guys. You’ll all get autographs.

See, they dig me

[legend]

The scene opens to Ben Whyndam walking around the Chipley High School before his match at TNT. He is outside the gym's door, ready to enter when a large and well built man stops him.

Man: You can't go in there.

Ben: Why not?

Man: WPW is preparing for their show. No one is allowed inside unless they have permission.

Ben: And who are you?

Man: I work at this school.

Ben at this time is getting pretty pissed off.

Ben: Look buddy, I work here for WPW.

Man: Yeah right, i reckon i could kick your ass.

Ben: I hope you are there on Tuesday. You will be able to see the guy who think you could beat win his match.

Ben turns to leave when he looks inside a window to find Amy White inside. He starts knocking on the window to get her attention. When she notices him she walks outside of the gym to where Ben is.

Amy: Ben come in.

Ben smiles and pushes his way past the man guarding the door.

Amy: So Ben, what are you doing around here?

Ben: Well you know just having a look around.

Amy: Ben while you’re here would you mind if I get your thoughts on your match?

Ben: Well I have nothing better to do, so ok.

Amy: Good, now the first thing that I want to talk to you about is the Monday Night Preshow. Your match wasn’t shown on camera. How do you feel about that?

Ben: I was pretty disappointed, but the main thing was that I won.

Amy: Well that’s not all that happened that week, at Full Force you stopped Justin Dreamer from quitting WPW. Why did you decide to do that?

Ben: Well Justin is the kind of guy who is actually a talent. I couldn’t just let someone like that go. Some may say I did this company a favor.

Amy: What do you think went wrong with him and your match last week on Turmoil?

Ben: He wasn’t focused on his match and it is hard for me to focus on myself, Ray Williams and Dan Murph as well as him. Too much was going through his mind, but I forgive him for what he did. I am sure he will sort himself out and come back to WPW.

Amy: Also this week your are against another one of your old partners.

Ben: Stallion, I have probably had my biggest win to date with you as my partner. That will not stop me doing anything I can to win my match.

Amy: Thanks Ben.

Ben finishes talking to Amy and turns to walk out of the gym. He doesnt leave yet aand thinks of a way to get back at the man guarding the door. He finds a steel chair. He walks over to him and hits the door that he is standing at. The guard gets so scared that he falls over and Ben leaves.

End Scene

[HBK619]

The Stallion is scene with close to fifty suitcases in his hand. He's got bags over the shoulder, strapped around his neck, under the arms, everywhere. Stallion is only able to make a few baby steps at a time

Stallion: Money back my ass!

The Stallion trots his way toward the sidewalk. Once he gets there, all his bags tumble to the ground. One suitcase opens, and all the contents spring out. Leaving the bag are somewhere near 50 bottles of shampoo, 15 bars of mini-soap, and handfulls of towels

Stallion: Oh shit. Gotta get these back inside...

As the Stallion hurries to get all his "complmentary" items back into his suitcase, his eyes look up and meet with the hotel's security guard

Guard: Can I help you?

The Stallion thinks quickly, then asks

Stallion: Why yes. Could you help me pick up some of these things?

The guard stares Stallion down. The two never let their eyes leave each other. Stallion blinks. Stallion blinks again. The guard blinks. Without breaking eye contact, the guard bends down and picks up some of the hotel towels. The Stallion freezes. The guard looks over the towel a few times, turning it over and studying the label. Finally, with the Stallion still frozen, the guard hands the towel over to the Stallion

Here you are sir

The Stallion just stares at the guard. A huge dumb-founded look grows on his face

Here, take it

Are you serious?

Sure, you dropped this

The Stallion takes the towel. He looks at it a few more times, then puts it into his bag

Thank you. I didn't think that would work

What wouldn't work?

Nothing

Ah... So where you headed off to?

I've got a little matter to take care of...

Oh... what?

I've... well, I've got to get ready for my match

Hotel policy does not allow fire or matches inside the lobby

The Stallion just stares at the guard

You're going to have to take the match outside to light it

The Stallion regains the dumb-founded face

Uh, thank you. I've gotta go...

Ok. Bathroom is two doors down to the left

What?

I said bathroom is two doors down to the left. And they think I'm slow...

The Stallion suddenly gets the look on his face that he's going to Hell

Well... thank you... uh...

The Stallion looks on the nametag. Written in what looks to be crayon is "sTe^eN" The Stallion looks on with horror

Steven, I'll just be on my way...

The Stallion picks up all his suitcases. The look of struggle grows, as he breaks a sweat. Stallion has all his bags, and stares heading off

Don't you wanna take the taxi?

No... I'm good walking... 50 miles...

The guard waves goodbye. Stallion can only raise his hand half-way under the bags, and walks off