Confessions

Dean Ambrose sat in the WWE locker room taping his hands up. Now that The Shield was no longer a faction it was back to sitting by his self and doing a lot of thinking. He stared down at his boots making sure they were laced up proper and that his guards were tied tight. He was fixing the ends of his jeans when he saw a familiar pair of black boots and followed them up to notice the colorful design of the Chicago State flag stars in bright yellow and red.

Dean: "What's up, brother?"

He looks up to see CM Punk looking down at him smiling. Dean gets up and gives the man a big hug.

CM Punk: "Not much. What's with the jeans and tank top? Aren't you wrestling tonight?"

Dean: "Yeah. I'm wrestling tonight. This is my gear now. The Shield is no longer a faction. Haven't you been watching WWE on TV anywhere?"

CM Punk: "I did for a little bit, but the way we left things I didn't want a damn thing to do with anything associated with these irresponsible idiots around here."

Dean: "So, why are you standing in the Superstar locker room in your gear if you want "nothing to do with any of these irresponsible idiots around here?" isn't this giving them exactly what they want?"

CM Punk: "Let's just say there was a mutual understanding met and leave it at that."

Dean: "Wow, so it's just forgive and forget after that big stink you made and all that UFC talk."

CM Punk: "Oh I'm still doing the UFC thing. If it's good for Brock it's good for me. I'm just not going to give half my time here like he does. I still love the art of wrestling. I just don't like The Authority and I sure as hell don't like the heads of corporate."

Dean: "I still don't believe your standing here in your ring gear."

Seth Rollins comes into the dressing room in his rubber suit he wrestles in and stops dead in his tracks.

Seth: "Holy shit CM fucking Punk how's it going, man?"

He hugs him like his long lost brother just came home for Christmas. Cm Punk is actually one of Seth Rollins closest and best friends. They trained together in the independent days and he helped Seth get his start in the WWE. So, he owed a lot of his current success to Punk and his relentless training until he puked.

CM Punk: "What the hell is this get up you have on here, Rollins? You look like Batman."

Seth: "Well, Batman is going to go kick Superman's ass. So, it's appropriate that you'd say that."

CM Punk: "Are they still calling Cena that?"

Seth: "Nope. I'm talking about Roman Reigns from The Shield. He's the Samoan Superman."

CM Punk: "Does he wear a rubber suit like this too?"

Seth: "No. This is my thing nobody else is wearing rubber pants as you call them."

CM Punk: "Have you learned nothing from all of my teachings, young one? Rubber pants are worse than those Cyber underwear trunks you were wearing."

Seth: "No they aren't. Take it from the man who had to wear them. These pants keep everything in place. I don't have to worry about the bird leaving the yard you know what I mean."

CM Punk: "Yeah. I get it. I've been naked in the ring before not by choice."

Dean: "That's the reason I will never wear those damn trunks again. I've had them ripped off by my opponent. I've had my bird escape the yard as Seth puts it and the eggs out of the basket. It's not like you can stop mid match and say "Excuse me I'd like to put my balls back in my shorts" and they just let you."

CM Punk: "Been there done that before."