"These aren't mine." He observed, pulling out a pair of trunks. Frantically, he shuffled through the duffle, looking for some sign of familiarity. Much to his dismay, there was nothing that even looked like it belonged to him.
"This is a travesty."
Picking up the bag, he sauntered out the door towards the seamstresses of the WWE, already planning in his mind how the gear should be modified. With all the little detailing on the trunks, it seemed perfect.
How could it not? Everything he touched turned to instant perfection.
He dropped the bag in front of one of the women, crossing his arms impatiently. "I needed these to be accessorized twenty minutes ago."
"But you only just gave them to me." She replied, pulling out various garments. "And these aren't even yours."
"I found them. I brought these atrocious things to you. I am asking you to accessorise these properly. Would I do that if they weren't mine?"
She bit her tongue to keep herself from blurting out 'yes'. Instead, she handed him back the bag. "I'm sorry, but if you want it done, you'll have to do it yourself."
"You're absolutely correct. After all, I am the only one who can do it right."
Puffing his chest, smiling proudly, he wandered back to his locker room. Within minutes, he had his pocket sized bedazzler out and was already working on the finer details.
-
Punk walked in to the locker room, visibly miffed as he carried a glittery duffle. His mood changed instantly when he saw his own bag sitting on a bench. Dropping the bag in his hands, he did a knee slide to his.
The mood left as quickly as it came when he saw the note pinned to it.
Dearest Phillip,
I have taken the painstakingly exerting time to renovate your ring gear. Now, you can look almost as good as Cody Rhodes while still training with John Cena.
The Ayatollah of Rock 'N Rolla
Chris Jericho
Cautiously, he unzipped the bag and let out a low, continuous groan.
For there, sitting right on top, was what should have been his trunks. Only now, there was not a single piece of fabric that wasn't bedazzled.
"I knew getting Chris that thing was a bad idea..."