OOC: The reason it says edited like 1:05 is cause I added coding after posting. Also, I didn't intend for this to be over 2K... but it happened and I apologize. Hopefully quality will come with quantity
[ Prologue ]The scene fades in as we see Danny Danger sitting at his computer on the infamous MySpace. He’s just checking the normal shit, accepting the thousands of thousands of new friend requests from dork fans. He then sees a bulletin entitled “The Fish”… intrigued, Danny opens this and begins to read.
Danny Danger: … “I like pie, scroll down.”
Danny scrolls down past tons upon tons of semi colons and equals signs. He just laughs realizing how pointless it all is. Finally, he gets to the bottom, and reads aloud once more.
Danny Danger: “If you don’t repost this in the next 2 minutes, a man in a wet suit carrying a shilaley will appear at your door and kill you. Good luck!”… Jesus, the things these dorks come up with.
Danny closes his window and goes to the kitchen for some apple juice. Suddenly, his door bell rings. With his glass in hand, he gets up, and answers the door. He sees a man in a wet suit with a shilaley and jumps in fear. With a gasp, he asks:
Danny Danger: What the fuck?!
The man in the wet suit laughs. He unmasks himself and it is none other than… um… gah, ya know, the Irish guy… Finlay! Yeah, it’s Finlay. With a smile he puts his shilaley down on the sofa, as Danny slowly calms down.
Finlay: Why so jumpy, lad? You mustn’t fear Fit Finlay.
Danny Danger: Uh… it’s nothing. So, um, what brings you here?
Finlay: I think it’s time I gave you a stern talking to, son.
Danny Danger: But, I’ve never met you, dude…
Finlay: So? That’s not the point. What the point is, is that you are falling behind again.
Danny Danger: Falling behind? Man, I’m not exactly in the front again yet.
Finlay: True lad, but God knows we don’t want you to get back to where you were a couple of weeks ago. I know you’ve heard it before, but now hear it from me; you have all the potential in the world, but you aren’t utilizing it. I mean, honestly man, you go from the top of it all one week, to the bottom the next.
Danny Danger: Can’t you cut me some slack for this week? I mean, my knee is…
Finlay: My knee is this, my knee is that. So what? If anything, this should be you’re A-Game, with all that free time you have on your hands and such. By God, if you would put the power we all know you can into your stuff my lad, then you’d be the World champ in no time.
Danny Danger: That’s just it, I AM trying. Besides, I’m doing well in my opinion.
Finlay: Look lad, keep it on the DL, but word is that the GM saw you as to be a step down from last week, she did. So you’ve got 1 more to show her that she mustn’t lose an ounce of faith in you boy. Hell, just the fact you aren’t going limit is gonna take you down a bit, so make this one here amazing.
Danny Danger: Hmm… I guess you’re right, Finlay. I’ll try my best to make sure that I walk out Wednesday the victor as I did last week.
Finlay: Good, I expect to hear only the best lad. Cheers.
Finlay chugs down a bottle of Guinness before exiting. Danny laughs in a weirded out way.
[ Chapter 1 ]
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Chris Steel: Why the fuck are you doing that?
Danny Danger: What?
Chris Steel: The prologue, then chapter 1... This isn’t a fucking book.
Danny Danger: Uh… I don’t know… just thought it was kind of cool.
Chris Steel: Well fucking stop it. That or give me back my new Steeler #1 t-shirt. Your choice.
Danny Danger: Ugh…
[ Scene 1 ]
Chris Steel: OK… anyway… are you ready for your match tonight? Pretty big deal.
Danny Danger: Yeah… it’s kind of a 50/50 for me. I mean, sure, I wanna win and all. But Nero Phoenix… well, he’s one of if not my best friend in Extreme Wrestling Entertainment. He’s always been there, not really for the gay emotional stuff, but we’ve spent days just shooting the shit about random such and such. Hell, the near straight month I spent chilling with that dude none stop was some of my favorite times.
Chris Steel: Kind of gay but I get what you’re saying man. But you need to realize that friends come second when it comes to professional wrestling. Let this slip just because he’s a friend of yours, and it will haunt you for the rest of your days.
Danny Danger: I guess your right… it’d be less of a big deal if it didn’t judge whether he’d stay on Xplosion or not. Think of all the people who’d hate me if I made it so he didn’t stay.
Chris Steel: Like?
Danny Danger: Um… uh… Cabbage?
Chris laughs out loud no0b.
Chris Steel: Cabbage? As in Chris Hart? Man, you must have lost your damn mind. You’ve beat him before, and come on, the dudes fucking lame. He showed this one time and thinks that he’s gonna be pwning no0bs. I give him a week, 2 weeks tops. It never takes long for that fuck to disappear once more. If Hart is the only enemy you’ll game from this, then destroy him.
Danny Danger: Alright dude, I get where you’re coming from, and thanks for the T.
Chris Steel: No problem. Stay in school.
Danny Danger: Uh, I’m a drop out.
Steel didn’t hear him as he continued to walk away. Danny just shrugs. We are backstage at Xplosion, where this weeks show is set to take place. Download and the first match of the night is over, and we have just gone to commercial break. As Danny walks with a skateboard under his right arm, he looks over to see Angelina Love in a panic. Danny smirks as he walks up to her.
Danny Danger: Whoa, whoa, whoa… chill it babe. What’s the matter?
Angelina Love: GAH! Derrick was supposed to be here for an interview! He’s probably messing around with that slut Velvet Sky.
Danny Danger: Aw, I’m sorry… if it helps, you’re much prettier than Velvet.
Danny caresses her chin with his pointer finger. She blushes.
Angelina Love: Well… um… uh… if you want, you could sub for him.
Danny Danger: It would be an honor, miss.
Angelina Love: I didn’t catch your name…
Danny grabs Angelina’s right hand lightly and kisses it.
Danny Danger: Danny, ma’am. Danny Danger. I am facing Nero Phoenix this week.
Angelina blushes even more now. She motions for the cameras and the other whatnots. In no time, we are on the air.
Angelina Love: Hello, ladies and gentlemen. I am standing here with quite the romantic, Danny Danger. Tonight he faces… oh, what was his name again?
Danny laughs.
Danny Danger: Ha, can’t blame you. He’s a little before your time, honey. He’s Nero Phoenix, a good friend.
Angelina Love: Oh! The thing where if he doesn’t win, he can’t be on Xplosion?
Danny Danger: Yep, that’s the one. I’ll be getting some haters for this outcome either way.
Angelina Love: So I take it you want Nero to stay?
Danny Danger: Now, I don‘t really care either way. If the small little amount of gay smarks fans want him here, that‘s cool and all… but my own career comes first, and every win I can muster counts like a motherfucker, especially since everyone has seem to start to think I lost what makes me, me.
Angelina Love: I don’t know, the people in the predix are for you.
Danny laughs.
Danny Danger: Yeah, that’s something that kinda grinds my gears. I mean, people who were on my nuts like, ON MY NUTS a week or two ago are now all like “Yeah Danny FTW I’m a Robot”… fuck those fucking fucks. I hate people who just go with what everyone else is saying. They hear threw the grapevine that I “don’t suck anymore” and they all come to me wearing my t-shirts. To everyone who didn’t support me during my rough times, then fuck you.
Angelina Love: Hmm… did Nero support you?
Danny Danger: Yeah, that’s what sucks. Always been able to talk to that guy. And now, I have to be the one that gets him kicked off Xplosion. Sucks pretty hard.
Angelina Love: Well, he said that you weren’t actually there for him during the rough times, like when his wife left.
Danny Danger: So? What guy friend is? See, you’re guy friends are the ones you get so fucked up with you can’t remember each others names, not the dude whose shoulder you shed tears on. I guess all those blond high lights have fried his brain.
Angelina laughs just a bit.
Danny Danger: I mean, granted, we all have hard times. But man, I’m not letting this knee stop me, so why should he let some bitch he cheated on stop him?
Angelina Love: I suppose. And what’s wrong with your knee?
Danny Danger: Oh, nothing big. Just bruised it bad trying to do a trick I saw on YouTube… it’ll have to be wrapped up and all that noise.
Angelina Love: Hmm… mind showing me and the EWE fans a little bit of a trick? Maybe a 360 or something?
Danny Danger: Oh, really, I couldn’t. I just started a week or two ago babe.
Angelina Love: Pleeeeease!… for me?
Angelina does that little “fuck me I’m a slut with puppy eyes” look and Danny just can’t say no. He gets on his board and tries for the 360 and almost gets it, yet slips and the skateboard goes off camera and Danny gets back up. The fans laugh as Danny just smiles. From nowhere, Chris Hart appears with Danny’s skateboard in hand.
Chris Hart: This yours?
Danny Danger: Yeah, but you can keep it. After your ass gets fired again you’ll need a famous person’s shit to sell.
Chris just smirks.
Chris Hart: Look man, just give up the match. No one wants you here, and everyone wants Nero.
Danny smirks and snatches his board.
Danny Danger: I have no problem with Nero, you know that. Now go run back to the arms of Pred, or masturbate to the Playgirl with Nero Phoenix, or break dance or whatever the fuck you do.
Chris Hart: Whatever, but know that once Nero beats you so bad you leave Xplosion instead of him, no one will care, and everyone will rejoice.
Hart walks off, proud of his statements. Danny just moves his head from side to side laughing. He then gets serious.
Danny Danger: Angelina, could I have a moment alone to talk to these fans and Nero who I know is watching?
Angelina Love: Of course. Good luck in your match.
Danny Danger: Thanks.
Angelina walks away, leaving just Danny. He looks into the camera with a serious look, something that is rare to be seen from the Addiction.
Danny Danger: Nero… seems that the question of “Friend or Foe” has been answered… by you. The love of my life, the reason I make money to support her and I, you attack. Nero, your wife left you when you slipped some other bimbo the purple headed warrior, so obviously there wasn’t love there. But you, you attack my girlfriend? You decide to ambush not only a member of the opposite sex, but the member of that opposite sex I dedicate my life to?
He gets a little mad.
Danny Danger: “Coward” is the only word that comes to mind when I think of a fuck like you. Sure, maybe a friend wouldn’t have not been there to shed tears with you when your wife left, but that’s debatable. But have you EVER heard of a friend attacking another friend’s girlfriend? Exactly… which is why, when it comes to you now, Nero… Foe.
He pauses.
Danny Danger: Ya know, back when I was with Ariel Nova, the Fallen Angle Chad Donavan attacked her. The same question that popped into my mind then resurfaces now. What kind of man would lay a finger on a poor defenseless woman? Well, it’s you, Nero. The kind of man that holds the world title for, what, a month? The kind of man that could only muster to beat CABBAGE for that same belt… The kind of man who puts highlights in his hair.
Danny laughs a little, but this joy is short-lived.
Danny Danger: Nero, what did you do when you saw me flying down that ramp? Did you stay and fight? No, because I’m not a chick. I’m Danny Danger, and you ran like a little bitch when you sensed the pain that was about to be inflicted on you. I can’t say I blame you… but here’s the kicker.
He pauses again…
Danny Danger: See, Nero, when that bell sounds tonight, you won’t be able to run… even if you did, you would lose for a count out. Granted, you losing is inevitable… but I won’t let you run, not after what you did. Hell, you’ll be lucky if you survive this match well enough to be on Chaos, let alone survive period. It’s hard to explain the concept of anger via love to someone who doesn’t know what love is in the first place… but Phoenix, my fists will do all the explaining there will be to do.
He rolls his neck, similar to the late Chris Benoit.
Danny Danger: You see, it’s weird. I can be winning, but with one little loss, all of it changes and I will fail. And that’s why, at first, it was about beating you so I don’t mess up the trend… but whoever said two wrongs don’t make a right was fucked in the head, because now, I want to hurt you more than I ever have wanted to hurt anyone on this fucking planet.
He stops.
Danny Danger: Nero, you’ve been saying I wasn’t there for you. I’ve helped you in training, I’ve helped you with ideas for when you were in a slump… man, I even wrote the little rap you did against K~Dawg all those months ago. But none of that matters. All the good times were forgotten the second you laid a hand on Carmen. And now, only bad times await you, Nero. The friendship is over, and the pain has just begun.
Danny pauses one last time then smirks.
Danny Danger: And Nero… buddy ole pal…
YOU CAN FUCKING QUOTE THAT!The fans mark out as the scene comes to a fade.
