"Damn idiots.. Why did I ever agree to this? I'm an Olympic Gold Medalist, not some babysitter!"

The blue eyed champion rolled his eyes in anger as he watched two members of his stable, Edge and Christian, pull down the panties of Mae Young. He gawked in bewilderment as the older woman winked, happy from the young men's attention.

"You, medal boy! Come get some of Mae's sugar!" Angle stormed across the room furiously, grabbing his two partners by the arm as he throws them into the locker room in anger. "ARE YOU TWO IDIOTS? We have a match later against Too Cool, and you're hitting on someone's grandmother! I'm an Olympic Gold Medalist, damnit! I'm not here to babysit two grown ass men! Now shape up so we can focus!"

Edge watched as Angle carried on, holding in his laughter as he looked behind him. As Angle screamed, Mae Young made her way into the room, licking her lips at Kurt's backside. "Baby got back, and Mae wants some!" Kurt, red with embarrassment, rushed quickly to the door to show her the way out. As he turned back, Edge and Christian were drowning in their own pool of tears, not able to contain their laughter much longer.

"She wants some gold, alright! Kurty, give her a hand with that, why don't ya? You'd make her a great boyfriend!" Christian bellowed, before doubling over again in laughter. As quickly as they began with their jokes and giggles, it was over in an instant as Angle grabbed them both by their collars, seething in anger.

"You guys love laughing, huh? The funniest laugh to me is that I'M WWF champion, and you two are struggling to become champions." The two goofy blondes stared in amazement as who they've once considered to be the biggest dork around, has a dark side that no one knew about. They watched as Kurt's eyes turned a shade darker, making Christian jump nervously.

"Now, are you two dumbasses going to shape up and go do your job, or will I have to do the work for Too Cool and beat your ass myself?" Edge and Christian shook their heads in unsion, letting Angle know that he had their word. "Now, let's go show them the three I's! Any more questions?" Kurt smirked happily, before bringing the two men into his arms. "God, I love you guys. Now lets go!"

Edge and Christian watched as Kurt skipped off, headed to the ring early to show the other three gents what he was made of. Edge walked alongside Christian, whispering as Kurt walked into the distance.

"Christian, the way he acted in there, I wouldn't be surprised if years down the road, he was bald, angry, and wore a mouthpiece! Hell, like some kind of "Wrestling Machine"...Or maybe, he'd stalk someone's wife that we worked with. He seems to be too friendly with Booker T's wife if you ask me." Christian chuckled loudly, patting his lifelong friend's shoulder.

"Dude, you have quite the imagination. Kurt's too nice for that." Edge shrugged in agreement as the walked through the curtain.