All I Hear Is Blah, Blah, Blah (Invite)

[Cameron Kincaid]

He raised an eyebrow. Oh now she wanted to add on stipulations to the match? Okay, he could see that. He could see that. But then that meant...He could have one of his own right. He slowly removed himself from the ropes, making his way back to center ring as he raised the microphone once again to speak...

"Okay...Let's get this straight. As an added stipulation, if you two were to win this...Ladder match? I have to stop drinking for the remainder of the year? Pfftt..."

"..."

"Is that...The ENTIRE year or just the rest of the season? And if it is the rest of the year, why do I get the feeling there's something else you want. A woman like yourself is going to ask for much more than that I'm sure. Oh and...I have a stipulation of my own just to let you know. So before I hear the rest of yours here we go..."

He slowly turns again, facing the farthest side of the ring as he walks towards it while speaking into the microphone...

"If...Or should I say WHEN, Cruise and I defeat you two ladies come MindGames...Regardless of which one of US...Pins which one of YOU two?...I get...Miss Boston*...All by myself...On a date..."

Finally turning back to face the two ladies in question...

"...Of MY choosing...No exceptions...No excuses...But..BUT...That's not even the best part. BEFORE the date that night Lor? In the center of this ring, after Cruise and I have shown you two what real tag team wrestling is...You, have to place the biggest..Wettest...Sloppiest kiss ever seen on Television, smack dead center of the Natural's lips...No...Exceptions...Tell ya what, don't be afraid to slip me a little tongue if you feel like it either. We'll both enjoy it then. So, you game or are you going to back out now that the stakes have been raised...*ahem* Miss Boston*"

[Jacob Cruise]

Cruise, being the type of person he is, has to interject at this point...

"Um yeah...did you NOT...just hear what I told you Cam? I mean damn...if your gonna make me climb a ladder..."

Cruise pauses for a moment to build suspense...

"Then I at least want something out of this too! Double date...we win you two ladies go out with us...We lose, we'll both stop drinking for ugh....a year? Wait, nevermind that...We lose, Cam will stop drinking for two years...yeah, that works....What, you got confidence in us winning, don't ya buddy?"

Cruise now whispers to himself...

"Heh, bastard...thats what you get for putting me in a ladder match..."

[thebostonstar]

Before Boston could do her "Crud, what did I get myself into?" face, she quickly shook herself up, and try and focus on the task at hand. Cameron definitely wanted her, even if he seemed a little winded two rants ago. Was she happy? Was she angry? She wasn't even sure herself, she just knew that whatever was going to happen after the match, was going to set the future of their relationship. "Never going to quit, aren't you?" Shaking her head smiling, "I guess I really have no choice then. If Amy and I win, then Cameron, you stop drinking for the entire year, meaning, the next time I see you consume any kind of alcohol will be exactly 365 days from today, AND, this whole affair we're having ends, and never will you see this lovely smile again." Boston gives Cameron a smile before continuing, "It's going to feel so good without you pestering me anymore."

[Cameron Kincaid]

Pester? No more pestering her she says. Yea as if someone else is paying attention to her he thought. He only nodded his head in response after receiving the okay from his partner, and seconds later the sounds of Mercy Drive’s “Memory” once again could be heard blaring from the PA system, as both men made their way towards the ring ropes, exiting in a timely fashion, before Cam glanced back towards their would be opponents for the Pay Per View event.

The look of anger remained on his face as he once again took in all of the welcoming fans adulation making his way up the ramp way with Cruise not too far behind. His mind then began to replay the events of the past month and a half between she and him, Addison and he, as well as Cosette Grey and himself. Perhaps things had begun to pile up on his brain at this point. Too many questions and uncertainties maybe. He didn’t know. He just proceeded towards the backstage area with a determined stroll, knowing exactly what he planned to do some Sunday. Win or lose, he planned on making a statement…To one person in particular.