Coffee and Donuts

[Colt Crawford]

September 4th, 2009
Roanoke, Virginia
Dunkin Donuts, 9:30 am

The coffee is brewing almost as fast as people are coming in to get a cup. The smell of the fresh made glazed donuts is enough to make any one’s mouth water, not just the local cops. Most people are out as quick as they came in, but there are a few people that are taking enough time to relax and enjoy their morning, one of which is a familiar TWD face. One half of the newly crowned World Tag Champions, Colt Crawford, is sitting alone next to the window looking out on the busy streets of Roanoke as another typical Friday morning is going on around him. This is not a typical Friday for Colt, nor has any day been typical for him since he won the tag team titles. For now he can enjoy the rest, because he knows in two days he goes to war again.

People can not even enjoy their days anymore

Maybe there really isn’t much for them to enjoy

They routinely go to the same boring place

Complete the same boring task

And have chump change to show for it

I suppose not everyone can be as fortunate as me

Get to work in a new city each week

Even if majority of them are nothing more than shambles of what once was

Get to beat a new face, or two, each time I step into the ring

Although the like of a true challenge can get repetitive

And at the end of the day the gold, and green, flows

That is one thing that will never get old

Even if that gold is being weighed down by a big Pussy cat

And even if that pussy cat is busy playing hide and go seek with a Wizard

Priorities need to get realigned for some people

If he would just follow my lead, we would all be better off

I know my priorities

First a boxing leprechaun and a shemale

Then a scramble of teams

Where not only do I need to be dominate

But I have to make sure Mr. Kitty doesn’t get dominated

Colt’s thoughts are quickly interrupted as some one takes a seat across from him and sets down their coffee.

Colt: I am starting to believe that you are turning into a stalker, and if you aren’t careful then I may be forced to file a police report against you for it.

Britney Clark: You could only dream that you would be privileged enough to have me stalk you. Besides there isn’t a cop in this world that would believe that someone as beautiful as me would stalk some one as ugly as you.

Colt: Okay sweetheart, if I am so ugly then why do you keep popping up every where I am?

Britney: For the time being you are a prized investment to Brian and for some forsaken reason he wants to keep tabs on all of his investments. And unfortunately at the trainers meeting I drew the short straw and got stuck playing babysitter to you.

Colt: Just what I need a mother like figure following me around. However, I do suppose you play the mother role pretty well, with your being close to fifty, your decline in vision for men, and of course your sagging ti…

Britney: Watch you mouth Colt, or Shabree won’t be the first woman to kick your ass this week.

Colt: Sorry did I hit a sore spot? Besides if you attempted to kick my ass you would be the only woman that would. Shabree may be tough for a chick, but at the end of the day she is still a chick and I am a phenomenal specimen that she won’t be able to handle with out Freytag around to protect her.

Britney: Don’t get cocky and underestimate her, remember what happened to you when we stepped into the ring last year.

Colt: That was nothing even close…

FLASHBACK

July 24th, 2008
Memphis, Tennessee
Brian Clark School of Wrestling

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Brian, Britney, and Colt are all standing in the ring with Colt prepared to compete against some hand picked opponent.

Brian: Okay Colt, so far what I have seen has been very impressive, but now I want to see what you can do against a skilled and experienced wrestler. So I have hand picked an opponent just for you.

Colt: I am ready for the challenge, who ever he is I promise to show him who I am.

Brian: Well I don’t know who he is, but she is standing right behind you. Colt I want you to compete against Britney.

Colt: Are you kidding me? A chick is going to try and wrestle me. What kind of jacked up school are you trying to run here. I thought you wanted me to be trained to compete against some of the best in the wrestling business. Instead you want me to compete against a skinny little bitch.

Brian: She is no normal bitch, she is the crazy bitch.

Colt: I don’t care if she was the superhuman bitch, she still wouldn’t we a challenge for m….

Before Colt can finish his sentence Britney sneaks up on him and rolls him up, bringing him down hard on the canvas. Brian quickly drops down to make the count and is successful in getting the three count. Britney jumps up and starts to celebrate as Colt is in complete shock at what just happened.

Brian: I told you not to underestimate her.

FLASHBACK

Colt: You had to bring up that old memory again didn’t you?

Britney: It was a sweat memory for me, maybe not so for you, but you are a big boy I am sure you can handle it.

Colt: I think I can, but if I recall correctly I didn’t run off and bury my head after that pin. Actually if I remember correctly I extracted some revenge.

Britney: Colt, that was not funny…

FLASHBACK

Colt just continues to look stunned as Brian is congratulating Britney on her victory.

Brian: Good job Brit, but let’s try that again when he is actually paying attention this time. Go give him a help up, because I think his ego took some major damage.

Britney walks over to Colt and extends her hand. Reluctantly he grabs it and helps himself up. As Britney starts to walk away she realizes that Colt has not let go of her hand and he is smiling at her. Before Brian or anyone could do anything Colt boots Britney is the stomach and then nails The Final Thought on her leaving her lying motionless in the middle of the ring.

Colt: I told you there isn’t any bitch that could handle me.

Brian: Damn it Colt that was uncalled for. Hit the showers this session if done.

Colt chuckles as Brian rushes to check on Britney.

FLASHBACK

Colt: That is how you handle a situation like that, hopefully Shabree can stay out of the way and let me deliver that to O’Malley, but I won’t be afraid to do it to her.

Britney: You’re just an arrogant asshole!

Colt: That may be the nicest thing you have ever said to me.

Britney: I promise it wasn’t meant to be that way. I just don’t get how you can go off feeling so damn cocky. Yes you have won the tag team titles, but what else have you done?

Colt: Britney, since I realize you aren’t big on stats let me share a few with you. The main being I have never been beat in the TWD.

Britney: Didn’t you lose your first match against O’Malley and Filipe?

Colt: That may technically be a loss on my record, but if you recall Savage got pinned in that match. I may not have won the parking lot brawl, but I didn’t get beat either and unfortunately my match against Saber was considered a no contest. Other wise I have three other pin falls under my belt. For as much as Jamie Krenshaw can claim to be undefeated, I can just as easily state the claim that I have never been beat.

Britney: That may not last for long.

Colt: I think it will. Britney, face it no one in the TWD scares me and every time I step into the ring I will believe myself to be the favorite going into the match. Whether it be against Shemale and O’Malley, or against every tag team at Supercard II, or if it be our World Champion Marcus T, when the time is right. I am bigger, badder, and better then all of them. Hell Britney it is safe to say that I am Holier Than Thou.

Colt stands up and taps Britney on the shoulder as he heads out the door, flipping on his sunglasses and staring directly into his bright future.