"Kurt Angle, I want to see you in my office." Vince's voice called to
the Olympic champion after he came out of a house show match. They were in
Arizona today.
"Oh man, that can't be good." Booker T, his opponent, sighed. Kurt nodded with a forced smile as he went to Vince's office. He could hear him yelling at somebody.
"Aye essay!" Eddie Guererro was yelling back at Vince.
"No buts about it." Vince growled.
"Porque porfavor?" Eddie sighed.
"Don't give me none of that Spanish crap, I don't speak that language!" Vince held up a hand and he stopped talking. He turned to Kurt. "Come in Angle."
"Uh, you wanted to see me sir?" He sat down by Eddie who nodded what's up.
"Yes I wanted to see you both." Vince said as the two stared at each other. "Linda has passed a new requirement saying that everyone has to have a backup plan, a degree."
"But we do!" Kurt cried.
"Shut up!" Vince cut him off. "If you listen you'll understand. Now, the area's of the majors she wants are very specific and the areas you two have are needed."
"What, a second language?" Eddie cocked his head.
"And sports medicine?" Kurt went on. "I hardly remember anything."
"That's the problem, we need your help but you can't remember. So you'll have to have a test specimen, so to speak, to practice on." Vince explained calmer now.
"Hey Vince, guess what?" Jericho burst through the door excitedly but stopped seeing Angle and Eddie.
"And he just walked in." Vince grinned. Jericho smirked sheepishly a bit.
"Uh, what'd I do?" Jericho gulped. Vince soon explained it to him.
"So Eddie will teach you Spanish and Kurt will use you as a sort of model to practice his sports medicine and health on." Vince finished.
"Oh and that's all?" Jericho crossed his arms. "I took Spanish in high school."
"But do you remember it?" Vince asked. Jericho opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. He closed it and then muttered under his breath.
"Not too much, just the basic I guess." He sighed, not making eye contact.
"Very well then, it's settled." Vince got up with a grin.
"But I." Jericho stammered.
"Disagree and you're looking and suspension without pay." Vince held up a finger and shooed the three out of the office. Jericho stood with his jaw dropped.
"Sorry hermano, I'll try to go easy on you." Eddie shrugged.
"Yea, uh, I'll see ya later." Kurt walked off.
"Well, come on Eddie, let's go." Jericho sighed and they left. Vince had wanted Jericho to learn some of the Spanish he'd forgotten as proof that Eddie still had it in him.
"Ok, now, count to ten." Eddie said, they were in his locker room.
"Alright." Jericho rolled his eyes. "One, two, three,"
"No, no, no! En espanol por favor!" Eddie laughed and Jericho sighed.
"Ok." He began. "Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, sies, siete, ocho, nueve, deis. I know all my numbers and letters, I'm not dumb."
"Ok, let's get more advanced then." Eddie shrugged. "Say, cat."
"Gato." Jericho sighed.
"Ok, what about dog." Eddie went on.
"Perro." Jericho said. So they reviewed some animals until Eddie figured he had reviewed enough animals. "Can we go to the speaking already?"
"Oh sorry." Eddie laughed. "Ok, do you want me to tell you to say something or do you want to have a conversation in Spanish?"
"Either way." Jericho shrugged absentmindedly.
"Ok, I'll start up a conversation. Stop me if you can't understand." Eddie said and Jericho nodded. Eddie began. "Holla."
"Holla." Jericho replied after clearing his throat to begin.
"Como estas?" Eddie asked.
"Esta bien, y tu?" Jericho asked, getting the feel of it again.
"Eh, regular, gracias." Eddie shrugged.
"De nada." Jericho grinned, he was starting to have fun.
"Entonces." Eddie smiled back and Jericho gave an entertained laugh.
"Entonces." Jericho replied, not knowing what else to say.
"Como esta Jessica?" Eddie asked.
"Hm? Oh, esta bien gracias." Jericho replied. They both stopped after a while. "What else?" Jericho asked.
"Try to see what I'm saying." Eddie replied. "Then if you can we'll take this to Vince and see if I'm off the hook."
"Ok." Jericho nodded then asked. "Why did he get so mad?"
"Oh, he said more people needed to learn Spanish or Japanese so they could understand guys like Tajiri." Eddie replied. "We need to be more ethnic represented."
"Oh I see, like the FBI." Jericho nodded then laughed. "I never even learned any Japanese. All I remember is what I heard in Japan, like konichiwa."
"What's that mean?" Eddie asked.
"It means: how are you?" Jericho smiled. Eddie grinned back.
"Ok let's begin." Eddie sat up strait and Jericho did too. They reviewed Spanish for about an hour until finally they decided to take it to Vince.
"Well how's the bilingual duo coming?" He asked, looking up from papers.
"Bien." Jericho grinned.
"Hmm, intriguing." Vince sat up as the two sat down. "Begin." They nodded.
"Holla." Jericho began.
"Holla." Eddie grinned. "Nuevo?"
"Si." Jericho nodded.
"Ah, se llama?" Eddie asked.
"Me llamo Chris Jericho. Como te llama?" Jericho asked.
"Eddie Guererro. Entonces, como estas?" Eddie asked.
"Bien, y tu?" Jericho asked.
"Regular, gracias." Eddie grinned.
"De nada." Jericho nodded. They turned to Vince who was clapping, amused.
"Good job Eddie, I knew you could do it." Vince laughed and the duo grinned and slapped a high five. "I'm glad you could do it Eddie, Chris. And Chris, you speak Spanish so well."
"Gracias, I mean thanks, I mean." Jericho stammered and blushed, embarrassed.
"You can speak in English now." Vince smiled and shook Eddie's hand. "I'm sorry I doubted you. You're a real go-getter, now go getter outa here."
"Sure thing boss, and thanks." Eddie grinned and waved to Chris as he left.
"Now Chris, aren't we forgetting a matter of your good friend Kurt Angle?" Vince asked and Jericho turned to him with a smirk but it faded.
"Aw come on Vince." Jericho complained. "I have a match soon."
"Now Chris, he's your friend." He said and then laughed. "And besides, you'll be able to use some of your Spanish in the ring."
"Oh alright, I'll do it because he's my friend." He sighed and Vince grinned. "But, what if he hurts me or something? I mean, he did say he's rusty."
"Don't worry, we'll have one of the experienced trainers with him." Vince said.
"Great." Jericho moaned. "Ok, I'm going. They're in the trainers room right?"
"Correct." Vince nodded as Jericho got up and left. "Good luck."
"Thanks." Jericho muttered as he closed the door and went down the hall. He came to the trainers room where only Kurt was now. "Where's the trainer, Dan?"
"Not here yet, he'll be here in about half an hour. He wants to give me a chance to go solo first to see what I remember." Kurt replied.
"Oh, ok." Jericho sighed as he leaned against the wall. Kurt frowned.
"I'm sorry man, I hate that this had to happen to you my friend. I mean of all the guys to walk into the room, it has to be the guy afraid of doctors." Kurt joked.
"Hey!" Jericho yelled then shrugged. "Well at least I got a brush up on my Spanish." He sat down on a chair and Kurt pulled out the first aid box.
"Ok I'll start with the basics." He said, rummaging through it.
"What with band aids and ace bandages?" Jericho laughed.
"No, everyone and anyone can do that." Kurt grinned and then laughed at a joke he told himself in his mind. "I'll start off with a standard physical."
"Twiddle dede." Jericho cheered falsely, twirling his finger in the air.
"Just cooperate, I'm not asking you to do anything but sit there and breath." Kurt replied and Jericho sighed and stood up and held his breath. "Seriously man." Kurt laughed and began. He checked his heartbeat, blood pressure and reflexes, of course he shouldn't have been hitting Jericho's knee with a hammer with his legs spread apart.
"Uh sorry man." Jericho tried not to laugh after he hit him.
"That's ok." Kurt whispered as he held his crotch in pain. A few minutes later he was able to check his ears and eyes and that's when Dan came back. "Oh half an hour already?"
"Hey Chris." Dan smiled.
"Hey Dan." Chris nodded back.
"Yea give or take, so how'd ya do?" Dan asked.
"I think he did ok for starters." Jericho laughed and Kurt shivered nervously.
"So you done or do you want me to help you." The trainer asked.
"Well I have trouble with this ear eye light." Kurt replied tapping it. "That's it."
"Here I'll help you." Dan grabbed it and hit it until it worked properly.
"Hey watch it!" Chris growled and jerked to the side as Dan stuck it in his ear.
"Is that better now?" Dan asked Kurt as he looked in.
"Yea, last time I didn't know what to do." He blushed and Jericho laughed.
"Try using it for his eyes now." Dan suggested and Kurt took it out and pointed it at Jericho's right eye. Jericho stared at it, Kurt began to laugh. "What is it?"
"Chris, please stop making funny faces." Kurt laughed. "Be serious."
"Fine." Jericho said sternly and wore a fake serious face. Kurt laughed harder. "What?" Jericho began to laugh too. Dan just rolled his eyes.
"I'll tell ya one thing, you're eyes sure are sparkly." Kurt grinned.
"Oh, well thank you sir." Jericho waved a hand in the air friendlily. Kurt and Dan busted up laughing as Jericho acted like a prissy girl.
"So you're done now?" Dan asked.
"Do I need to give shots?" Kurt said as he stopped laughing.
"Well it depends." Dan shrugged.
"Oh hell no!" Jericho stood up. "Now having needles poked into my arm is where I draw the line."
"Ok then, he doesn't have to learn shots or stitches." Dan replied "But you do need to take this test Vince gave me about how the body works and what makes it up."
"Oohh, a health test. I always flunked those." Jericho said with a laugh. A while later, Kurt came back into the room to see Jericho drinking a soda while talking to the trainer. They stopped their conversation and turned to him as Kurt approached.
"Well let see how you did." Dan looked it over. "Wow, you did great Kurt. You see what you can do when you set your mind to it?"
"Thanks." Kurt blushed. "So am I done now?"
"Yup, congratulations Kurt." Dan shook his hand. "If any trainers are out, you can fill in. You're an honorary trainer in my book."
"Wow, cool." Kurt cheered, very happy and excited. Then he turned to Chris. "Thanks man, I couldn't have done it without you."
"Sure." Jericho folded his arms proudly. "Just ask long as nothing was stuck up my but or down my throat, I'm happy." Kurt laughed and Dan just shook his head.
"You know something?" Kurt grinned and Jericho turned to him from opening the door. "You've been helpful today, not just to me, but to Eddie." Kurt said and Jericho turned to his attention. "Maybe you should be the helpful nice guy around here."
"You know what?" Jericho grinned. "Maybe I will Kurt, maybe I will." He left.
"Oh man, that can't be good." Booker T, his opponent, sighed. Kurt nodded with a forced smile as he went to Vince's office. He could hear him yelling at somebody.
"Aye essay!" Eddie Guererro was yelling back at Vince.
"No buts about it." Vince growled.
"Porque porfavor?" Eddie sighed.
"Don't give me none of that Spanish crap, I don't speak that language!" Vince held up a hand and he stopped talking. He turned to Kurt. "Come in Angle."
"Uh, you wanted to see me sir?" He sat down by Eddie who nodded what's up.
"Yes I wanted to see you both." Vince said as the two stared at each other. "Linda has passed a new requirement saying that everyone has to have a backup plan, a degree."
"But we do!" Kurt cried.
"Shut up!" Vince cut him off. "If you listen you'll understand. Now, the area's of the majors she wants are very specific and the areas you two have are needed."
"What, a second language?" Eddie cocked his head.
"And sports medicine?" Kurt went on. "I hardly remember anything."
"That's the problem, we need your help but you can't remember. So you'll have to have a test specimen, so to speak, to practice on." Vince explained calmer now.
"Hey Vince, guess what?" Jericho burst through the door excitedly but stopped seeing Angle and Eddie.
"And he just walked in." Vince grinned. Jericho smirked sheepishly a bit.
"Uh, what'd I do?" Jericho gulped. Vince soon explained it to him.
"So Eddie will teach you Spanish and Kurt will use you as a sort of model to practice his sports medicine and health on." Vince finished.
"Oh and that's all?" Jericho crossed his arms. "I took Spanish in high school."
"But do you remember it?" Vince asked. Jericho opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. He closed it and then muttered under his breath.
"Not too much, just the basic I guess." He sighed, not making eye contact.
"Very well then, it's settled." Vince got up with a grin.
"But I." Jericho stammered.
"Disagree and you're looking and suspension without pay." Vince held up a finger and shooed the three out of the office. Jericho stood with his jaw dropped.
"Sorry hermano, I'll try to go easy on you." Eddie shrugged.
"Yea, uh, I'll see ya later." Kurt walked off.
"Well, come on Eddie, let's go." Jericho sighed and they left. Vince had wanted Jericho to learn some of the Spanish he'd forgotten as proof that Eddie still had it in him.
"Ok, now, count to ten." Eddie said, they were in his locker room.
"Alright." Jericho rolled his eyes. "One, two, three,"
"No, no, no! En espanol por favor!" Eddie laughed and Jericho sighed.
"Ok." He began. "Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, sies, siete, ocho, nueve, deis. I know all my numbers and letters, I'm not dumb."
"Ok, let's get more advanced then." Eddie shrugged. "Say, cat."
"Gato." Jericho sighed.
"Ok, what about dog." Eddie went on.
"Perro." Jericho said. So they reviewed some animals until Eddie figured he had reviewed enough animals. "Can we go to the speaking already?"
"Oh sorry." Eddie laughed. "Ok, do you want me to tell you to say something or do you want to have a conversation in Spanish?"
"Either way." Jericho shrugged absentmindedly.
"Ok, I'll start up a conversation. Stop me if you can't understand." Eddie said and Jericho nodded. Eddie began. "Holla."
"Holla." Jericho replied after clearing his throat to begin.
"Como estas?" Eddie asked.
"Esta bien, y tu?" Jericho asked, getting the feel of it again.
"Eh, regular, gracias." Eddie shrugged.
"De nada." Jericho grinned, he was starting to have fun.
"Entonces." Eddie smiled back and Jericho gave an entertained laugh.
"Entonces." Jericho replied, not knowing what else to say.
"Como esta Jessica?" Eddie asked.
"Hm? Oh, esta bien gracias." Jericho replied. They both stopped after a while. "What else?" Jericho asked.
"Try to see what I'm saying." Eddie replied. "Then if you can we'll take this to Vince and see if I'm off the hook."
"Ok." Jericho nodded then asked. "Why did he get so mad?"
"Oh, he said more people needed to learn Spanish or Japanese so they could understand guys like Tajiri." Eddie replied. "We need to be more ethnic represented."
"Oh I see, like the FBI." Jericho nodded then laughed. "I never even learned any Japanese. All I remember is what I heard in Japan, like konichiwa."
"What's that mean?" Eddie asked.
"It means: how are you?" Jericho smiled. Eddie grinned back.
"Ok let's begin." Eddie sat up strait and Jericho did too. They reviewed Spanish for about an hour until finally they decided to take it to Vince.
"Well how's the bilingual duo coming?" He asked, looking up from papers.
"Bien." Jericho grinned.
"Hmm, intriguing." Vince sat up as the two sat down. "Begin." They nodded.
"Holla." Jericho began.
"Holla." Eddie grinned. "Nuevo?"
"Si." Jericho nodded.
"Ah, se llama?" Eddie asked.
"Me llamo Chris Jericho. Como te llama?" Jericho asked.
"Eddie Guererro. Entonces, como estas?" Eddie asked.
"Bien, y tu?" Jericho asked.
"Regular, gracias." Eddie grinned.
"De nada." Jericho nodded. They turned to Vince who was clapping, amused.
"Good job Eddie, I knew you could do it." Vince laughed and the duo grinned and slapped a high five. "I'm glad you could do it Eddie, Chris. And Chris, you speak Spanish so well."
"Gracias, I mean thanks, I mean." Jericho stammered and blushed, embarrassed.
"You can speak in English now." Vince smiled and shook Eddie's hand. "I'm sorry I doubted you. You're a real go-getter, now go getter outa here."
"Sure thing boss, and thanks." Eddie grinned and waved to Chris as he left.
"Now Chris, aren't we forgetting a matter of your good friend Kurt Angle?" Vince asked and Jericho turned to him with a smirk but it faded.
"Aw come on Vince." Jericho complained. "I have a match soon."
"Now Chris, he's your friend." He said and then laughed. "And besides, you'll be able to use some of your Spanish in the ring."
"Oh alright, I'll do it because he's my friend." He sighed and Vince grinned. "But, what if he hurts me or something? I mean, he did say he's rusty."
"Don't worry, we'll have one of the experienced trainers with him." Vince said.
"Great." Jericho moaned. "Ok, I'm going. They're in the trainers room right?"
"Correct." Vince nodded as Jericho got up and left. "Good luck."
"Thanks." Jericho muttered as he closed the door and went down the hall. He came to the trainers room where only Kurt was now. "Where's the trainer, Dan?"
"Not here yet, he'll be here in about half an hour. He wants to give me a chance to go solo first to see what I remember." Kurt replied.
"Oh, ok." Jericho sighed as he leaned against the wall. Kurt frowned.
"I'm sorry man, I hate that this had to happen to you my friend. I mean of all the guys to walk into the room, it has to be the guy afraid of doctors." Kurt joked.
"Hey!" Jericho yelled then shrugged. "Well at least I got a brush up on my Spanish." He sat down on a chair and Kurt pulled out the first aid box.
"Ok I'll start with the basics." He said, rummaging through it.
"What with band aids and ace bandages?" Jericho laughed.
"No, everyone and anyone can do that." Kurt grinned and then laughed at a joke he told himself in his mind. "I'll start off with a standard physical."
"Twiddle dede." Jericho cheered falsely, twirling his finger in the air.
"Just cooperate, I'm not asking you to do anything but sit there and breath." Kurt replied and Jericho sighed and stood up and held his breath. "Seriously man." Kurt laughed and began. He checked his heartbeat, blood pressure and reflexes, of course he shouldn't have been hitting Jericho's knee with a hammer with his legs spread apart.
"Uh sorry man." Jericho tried not to laugh after he hit him.
"That's ok." Kurt whispered as he held his crotch in pain. A few minutes later he was able to check his ears and eyes and that's when Dan came back. "Oh half an hour already?"
"Hey Chris." Dan smiled.
"Hey Dan." Chris nodded back.
"Yea give or take, so how'd ya do?" Dan asked.
"I think he did ok for starters." Jericho laughed and Kurt shivered nervously.
"So you done or do you want me to help you." The trainer asked.
"Well I have trouble with this ear eye light." Kurt replied tapping it. "That's it."
"Here I'll help you." Dan grabbed it and hit it until it worked properly.
"Hey watch it!" Chris growled and jerked to the side as Dan stuck it in his ear.
"Is that better now?" Dan asked Kurt as he looked in.
"Yea, last time I didn't know what to do." He blushed and Jericho laughed.
"Try using it for his eyes now." Dan suggested and Kurt took it out and pointed it at Jericho's right eye. Jericho stared at it, Kurt began to laugh. "What is it?"
"Chris, please stop making funny faces." Kurt laughed. "Be serious."
"Fine." Jericho said sternly and wore a fake serious face. Kurt laughed harder. "What?" Jericho began to laugh too. Dan just rolled his eyes.
"I'll tell ya one thing, you're eyes sure are sparkly." Kurt grinned.
"Oh, well thank you sir." Jericho waved a hand in the air friendlily. Kurt and Dan busted up laughing as Jericho acted like a prissy girl.
"So you're done now?" Dan asked.
"Do I need to give shots?" Kurt said as he stopped laughing.
"Well it depends." Dan shrugged.
"Oh hell no!" Jericho stood up. "Now having needles poked into my arm is where I draw the line."
"Ok then, he doesn't have to learn shots or stitches." Dan replied "But you do need to take this test Vince gave me about how the body works and what makes it up."
"Oohh, a health test. I always flunked those." Jericho said with a laugh. A while later, Kurt came back into the room to see Jericho drinking a soda while talking to the trainer. They stopped their conversation and turned to him as Kurt approached.
"Well let see how you did." Dan looked it over. "Wow, you did great Kurt. You see what you can do when you set your mind to it?"
"Thanks." Kurt blushed. "So am I done now?"
"Yup, congratulations Kurt." Dan shook his hand. "If any trainers are out, you can fill in. You're an honorary trainer in my book."
"Wow, cool." Kurt cheered, very happy and excited. Then he turned to Chris. "Thanks man, I couldn't have done it without you."
"Sure." Jericho folded his arms proudly. "Just ask long as nothing was stuck up my but or down my throat, I'm happy." Kurt laughed and Dan just shook his head.
"You know something?" Kurt grinned and Jericho turned to him from opening the door. "You've been helpful today, not just to me, but to Eddie." Kurt said and Jericho turned to his attention. "Maybe you should be the helpful nice guy around here."
"You know what?" Jericho grinned. "Maybe I will Kurt, maybe I will." He left.