"Did ya bring it along or not, mate?" Mikey asked. He was referring to PKA's laptop.
"Dude, what do you think's in this bag?" PKA asked, sarcastically.
"I don't know mate. I thought maybe it was a title belt or something. So, let's take a look at that promo or whatever."
PKA pulled out a laptop and turned it on. He set it up. "There we go", he said.
On the screen was a picture of Wolverine. In fact, it was a copy of his first ever NWO promo. It played. They watched what he had to say.
PKA had something to respond with, "Its cool and all how he's ICW Hardcore champ.. but I mean why does he have to tell us that?"
"Usually wrestlers do that to let you know they're good or somethin'. Why are we watching this again?"
PKA looked at him with a look of disbelief on his face. "It was YOUR idea, Mikey. Besides, we want to see what this Wolverine character is all about. Most people would check out his most recent promos to see what he has to say, but I'm checkin' out one of his first. This is how he entered the NWO, and its what he first thought about us when he came."
PKA put his attention back on Wolverine's promo. He watched with disgust as Wolverine dripped blood from his fists to the floor. He then kind of grinned, slightly. Mikey looked at PKA without PKA knowing, and sort of was shocked at PKA's positive expression.
PKA took note, "He likes brutality, nice. But I wonder while he was watching the Brutality division if he happened to check out the local Ultraviolent Perfectionist?" He continued to listen and respond. "He knows the history, or some of it, of NWO. That's always good to know about someone. For somebody who does their homework and knows what they're getting into I mean.. that's good."
Mikey nodded, "So true."
A few minutes passed with them continuing to view the promo. PKA and Mikey gasped at the many scars on the chest of Wolverine.
PKA said, "The guy has had some rough battles it seems. I wonder if he'll be ready for another rough battle on Malice?"
"Didn't you tell me it was some stipulation match or something?" Mikey asked.
"Yeah", replied PKA, "Its a..uhm..Barbed Wire First Blood Tables match. Its quite the interesting match. I guess you gotta really bloody up your opponent before you can win by putting them through a table."
"Won't it be bad on your ribs if you go through a table?" Miked asked, concerned.
"Probably, yeah. Oh yeah, the barb wire is on the tables, too. Yep, this will be hell on my body. But I don't give a shit. Shh, lets keep listening."
They continued to examine the promo. Finally, it ended. PKA looked at Mikey after he closed the laptop.
"This guy is.. as you'd say.. mad." PKA said.
"He's out of his bloody mind.. speaking of blood, man!" Mikey exclaimed.
"He's tough, at least he makes himself seem that way. I wonder how tough he'll be on Malice this week?" PKA was curious to know the answer to that question.
Mikey shrugged, "I dunno mate but that guy is mad! What's his problem, anyways? Why the blood?"
PKA laughed, "You know, I wondered the same thing. But then again, its all kind of clear to me."
Mikey, relieved, was anxious to know, "Please elaborate!"
"No prob'", PKA said. He zipped up his bag after the laptop was in. He spoke, "Well, in NWO, specifically in the Brutality division, the people in the front offices want the wrestlers going for that title to show their angry side. They want them to show off how sick and twisted they can be. In my opinion, they are forming them into people they really aren't. Its either that, or some of these wrestlers are fooling themselves and are trying too damn hard to seem brutal. I'm not sure exactly why management wants things that way, but that's just how their rules are."
"But you've had some brutal matches in the past; why haven't you done stuff like that?" asked Mikey.
"Oh," PKA responded, "I've tried it. Its not really my thing, though. They don't usually require me to do stuff like that because the wrestlers I am wrestling are usually non-brutality division. Its just that with my style, and for a while there my special rules, my matches are always a little insane and hardcore. But for some reason, now, they've given me a shot at the Brutality Title. And I suppose I'm required to do something, uh, brutal."
"Are ya not happy to get a shot at the Brutality Championship, mate?" asked Mikey.
PKA stopped him quickly, "Oh wait up man, I'm more than happy to get a shot at the title. Don't get me wrong!" He really wanted to make that clear to Mikey. "I've never held the Brutality Title, and I'd love to hold onto it. I think lately the Brutality division has been lacking something to give it a good boost. Maybe those NWO powers that be are looking at me to fix things?"
"Could be. Say, would you fancy goin' to a party next week?"
"A party?" PKA asked. "So I guess we're done talking about my match, huh?"
Mikey laughed slightly, "I don't mean to be rude, mate. Just sayin', or askin', would ya like to go to a party? I met some people last week at the club while you were getting yourself some uh, what do you call it here?"
"Same place you call it everywhere else", PKA said, laughing, "a lap dance."
"Ah yes, one of those. I spoke to some women, and they invited me to this party. So, you wanna go or not?"
"When is it?"
"I do believe its Saturday night", Mikey recalled.
"Saturday? I thought you said it was next week?"
"Oh, oops. Yeah, its Saturday. Sorry mate."
PKA stood up. Mikey stood up as well. They began to walk off, about to talk, but PKA stopped Mikey.
"What?" Mikey asked, looking at PKA.
PKA looked at the cement sidewalk, and smiled. He looked up at Mikey. "Hey, if I'm going to challenge for the Brutality title, I gotta do something brutal now and then outside the ring, right?"
"Okay.." Mikey said. He wasn't sure what PKA had in mind.
PKA pointed to the cement, focused on it again, and spoke, "Look, check it out. A freakin' ant!"
"An..ant?..mate?" Mikey asked, confused as hell.
PKA then lifted his right foot, and SPLAT!..well not 'SPLAT!' because its just an ant, but you get the idea. He crushed the little thing.
PKA looked at Mikey, as Mikey looked back at him, confused as hell still! PKA grinned, then turned to the camera. He said, "Brutal enough for ya?"
He began to laugh, and Mikey just shook his had and pushed PKA from behind. They made their way down the sidewalk, horsing around and crap, as the scene faded.
Opening up on sidewalk of a main street in San Diego, California, we see PKA and Mikey chillin' on a bench in a park. They had nothing better to do that day. PKA had some time to think before he went to meet his sister in a day. Mikey is still in town for a while until he goes back to the UK in a few weeks.