Fair Fight? (O2TagTeams)

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"In The Streets" by Bone Thugs 'n' Harmony, The Game, and Will.I.Am comes booming through the PA system. Out from behind the backstage curtain comes DeShaun and Anthony. A little bit in pain from their previous bout with New Common Error. But it wasn't those guys they were feeling the effects from. It was that damn cage that they were thrown up again and thrown into. Mixed reactions from the fans, cheers from supporters and boos from the haters. Meh... Loyalty seems to be fickle if we're not winners. They should appreciate us not giving up. We'll show them. The two men made their way down the ramp and into the ring. Once inside the ring, they requested a microphone from a ringside staff member. They didn't waste any time in getting Black Out their microphones. Now that they had microphones, their music was cut off, and they turned to face the fans. Going ahead and starting off...

Ant: "Oh, what? You didn't think you were going to have us miss out on a show, did ya?"

DJ: "We were thinking of taking a night off. Heal up after our loss to New Common Error. Seems them boys were so confident they would beat us, and then they did."

Ant: "With the use of a steel cage at their disposal, of course. It's not like they were fighting us in a fair fight. Oh, heavens no... We can't fight in a match that doesn't require the use of legit skill."

DJ: "Exactly. I figure that this is more of a victory for us. It proves that they were so scared to face us in a regular tornado tag team match, because they knew for a fact they couldn't defeat us. They had to bust out the cage to give them a little extra help.

Ant: "Which is exactly why we all now know that New Common Error is scared to fight fair, but hey, that's not what we're here for tonight. Nah, actually, we're looking for a team that's really wanting to have a real match. None of that weapons or cages junk. A real tag team match. A real tornado tag team match."

DJ: "Only question is, who's it going to be? Is there another tag team in that locker room that doesn't have a match yet? If so, come on out here and let's get it started. Yeah?"

The Black Out lowered their microphones and kept their vision on the stage. Awaiting an answer from any tag team or two people looking to team up to answer the call.

[Addison Grey]

The titantron cuts to a scene with Addison and Cosette, who are watching a TV monitor backstage. Addison's ironing Cosette's casual gear as Cosette is sitting on the floor, on a blanket, seemingly looking forced to play with My Little Ponies. Suddenly, the Black Out appear on the screen, and Addison lets out a snort. "Turn off the television honey, it is in your best interest to not watch such violent programs on television. It just may effect your school performance. Men with guns and wacky face paint to help hide their identities might give you the wrongful ideas that I wish you to avoid. Why don't you turn the channel and watch something more fun, like Hannah Montana? I know you just love that show, that, and I'm almost done ironing the clothes you're going to wear to school tomorrow." Addison lifts up the iron, steam coming out as she holds up a perfect black t-shirt with a Hannah Montana logo on the front. "Gosh, the things you can find at Wal*Mart." She then folds the t-shirt, and sets it beside her as she grabs a pair of obviously-too-small-for-Cosette jeans.

[Cosette Grace]

Halfhearted would probably be a little to generous to describe Cosette's interest in her toy. Maybe quarterhearted possibly even eighthearted.

Well, I don't have much else to do. I'm in high school and you expect me to have fun with this? This pony isn't even purebred. The brush is missing. I'm sorry, I just don't feel like I'm “there.”

Big sigh as she sets the My Unimmersive Pony down at her side and stands.

And honestly mother, just seeing two men behaving like that on television doesn't suddenly make me want to go out and form a sort of grassroots, populist, Utopian anarchist front bent on the complete overthrow of society as we know it. No more than watching Hannah Montana makes me want to be a pop star...





Alright, maybe that's a bad example. But there are good moral messages scattered through this program. Real family values. Or there can be. See?

Since the cameras were following them the TV had an infinity shot of Cosette watching Cosette watching Cosette watching... you get the idea.

[Addison Grey]

"High school?" Addison laughs as she continues to iron the small pair of jeans. "Darling, you aren't in high school yet. You're still my cute little seventh grader, going through her Disney Channel phase." She gives Cosette a loving look before going back to her jeans...but something catches her eye. Glancing back up, she sees her own reflection...on the television. Looking around, she tries to make sense of this. "Cosette...what are these men doing here...? This is my home, I don't remember inviting anyone inside it." Acting by sheer instinct, she quickly takes Cosette's hand, and darts out of their 'home,' through their 'family hallways' and now seemingly...they were in front of thousands of people, with two scary men standing in the middle of the ring, dressed in dark, yet comfortable looking clothing. "COSETTE KIMBERLY GREY. EXPLAIN WHY ALL THESE PEOPLE ARE IN OUR FRONT YARD."

[Cosette Grace]

That was worth another sigh and an eye roll.

I managed to slip away from you long enough to organize a major sporting event, sell thousands of tickets and contract someone to build an arena around our house.And I would have gotten away with it if it weren't for the ever-watchful eye of my mother. I'll take whatever punishment you can dish out if you can explain how a rather sheltered 7th grade girl was able to achieve all this to the public. You know, for the wrestling promoters and civil engineers of the future to study.

[Addison Grey]

Addison assertively flicks Cosette's nose, "Sarcasm doesn't get you anywhere in this world love." Addison then puts a hand to her forehead and slowly rolls it down her face, just trying to figure out how she was going to explain this to Cosette's father. "It must have been the neighbor boys, they're always doing pranks like this..." And then, it hit her. The two men in the ring were obviously the troublemakers next door! Again grabbing Cosette's hand, they march down the ring, Addison ready to give The Black Out a piece of her mind.

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Ant: "Neighbor boys? What the...?"

...Anthony had the most confused look on his face. He turned to DeShaun. DeShaun looked back at Anthony and shrugged his shoulders. He could only assume that it's another mental break down or something. Man, Cossette wasn't lying when she said this girl was screwed up in the mind.

Ant: Cocaine's a helluva drug, or so I hear."

DJ: "Chill Ant. Let's just play along."

Ant: "But dude, she's like... delusional."

DJ: "I know. *sigh...* Just play along... It'll all be better if we just play along."

Ant: "Whatever you say man...."

They looked over at the two women. Eyebrows raised.

Ant: "Uhhh... No ma'am? We would never do something like this?"

DJ: "We're good boys. We don't do bad things. You've got us confused with some other kids."

Ant: "Eh... Yeah. Other... kids."

[Cosette Grace]

Yes, other kids. You had to just jump to conclusions because they're out here, standing in the middle of a wrestling ring at the center of this scene microphones in hand. Does none of that seem a little too easy to you? As if someone's spoonfeeding us an answer that's just a tad too obvious for some evil purpose?

She crosses the invisible line separating the two teams to whisper to the Black Out.

Sorry, just a bit more I think.

She turns around, still on their side of the ring.

Clearly they've been framed. The kids next door to us wouldn't be able to carry something like this out, you know that. You went to their house. Once. Before all that nasty PTA business got you the permanent uninvite. You know they're nice. Wouldn't the responsible thing be to find the real culprits here?

[Addison Grey]

Addison gave Cosette a snarling look. How could Cosette be on their side? It just didn't make any sense, of course they were the culprits, they had FACE PAINT to CONCEAL their identities! Giving Cosette a motherly smile, she places her hands on her shoulders. "Dear, dear, please allow your mother to handle this." Side-stepping, since she knew she wouldn't be able to move Cosette by a mere shove, she gave the Black Out a haughty look. "Good boys? Other kids? Other kids...don't wear face paint. Good boys...wouldn't try and hide themselves, wearing sincerely black clothing...you're hiding...and...well, you aren't doing a good job of it either." She glances up at the spotlight shining down about them. "Isn't the point of wearing all that clothing, to try and hide yourselves from this nasty deed that you've done? Now, I know, I know...your mother isn't exactly fond of me, but it's reasons like this that I went ballistic in that PTA meeting!" A finger in the air, she continues to belittle the troublemakers," Just look at what those schools are teaching you! Lying to a classmate's mother. Wearing funny looking clothing. Hiding your identities hoping that someone wouldn't recognize you! Tsk, tsk tsk, I'm smarter then that, and I know for certain you're the boys next door who decided that blowing up Mr. Knibbs, my favorite lawn gnome, to absolute shreds would give you a grand ol' time!"

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DJ: "No, no, no. Don't you know what time of year it is miss?"

Ant: "It's getting to be around that Halloween time of year. That's the reason we're dressed the way we are."

DJ: "Exactly. We're pretending to be... ummm... Ghosts."

Ant: "And not the typical bed sheet ghosts either, we got creative this year."

A nervous laugh was shared between The Black Out. Playing along with the little charade here. Never in their lives have they ever thought they would be doing something like this. Oh well. They did it for Cosette. She was nice to them. It was the least they could do.

DJ: "Where's the Halloween spirit?"

[Addison Grey]

Addison turns around, and gave Cosette a peculiar expression. Chopping her lightly on the head, she snaps her fingers. "Cosette...honey, dear, love, why didn't you remind me that it was Halloween? You know how much I just LOVE Halloween! Every year, I dress as Batgirl, and every year, I wait for that list of volunteered goods for your Halloween class party! Thereby, giving me that grand reminder that Halloween is just around the corner..." She then folds her arms, and begins to tap her foot in an annoyed fashion. "Mind telling your mother why you decide to sly by this fact? Are you...too old to be celebrating Halloween anymore? Because please honey, going up to strangers' doors and asking for candy is an age-less tradition! You've seen me do it, many, many, many times." Of course, with Addison's height, and the fact that the Batgirl costume had a mask that covered the majority of her head, the people thought she was merely amongst the rest of the children. With Cosette's figure, and the fact that she was warriorishly tall, something tells the audience that Cosette possibly couldn't get away with that same grace. In fact, last Halloween, the people thought that Cosette was Addison's mother, and that would just make things just that more confusing.

[Cosette Grace]

That was disappointing. She'd been looking forward to this.

You mean you didn't know?

We were just going to sit in the living room until someone knocked on our door asking for candy? See, this is why you need to just stop this silly grudge against television. Something would have clued us in if we would have watched more.

Great, now I'll be the kid whose costume came together the hour before. It'll be horrible... unless...

DeShaun and Anthony probably have plenty of make up left over from their costumes! I could be one of the other characters from The Dead Presidents if I throw on a hoodie and some black jeans with it. Can I go with them?