Down And Out Down Under Chapter Two: The Trip.
Disclaimer: I own Neo, Joel, Bob (his wrestling persona, Bob's dad (and his wrestling persona) and Elite Wrestling Powerhouse (and it's former name).
The passenger side window wound down.
"Hey girly, where ya heading?" said a man in his mid to late forties.
"Melbourne, you?" Neo answered trying to sound tough, hoping the guy wasn't a homicidal manic.
"Well I'm heading through there to Geelong, so hop in if you want," the man said sweetly.
She didn't know why but Neo had an eased feeling about the man. Like she knew him and could trust him, so she threw her bags and guitar in the back of his car but held on to her lucky pocket knife, just incase her feeling was wrong.
"Thanks," she said both smiling and sighing with relief.
After driving for about half an hour the feeling of relaxation was still felt so they started to talk.
"My name is Bob by the way," he chirped.
"I'm Neo," she mumbled back.
"Wow, that's an usual name where's it from?" Bob asked.
"Egypt, my mum is from there."
"Yeah cool, my parents are from Russia, so did you ever live there?"
"No, Sydney born and bred."
"So what brings you to Melbourne?"
"Too many memories," Neo answered.
They continued talking and Neo ended up telling Bob everything about Joel and the wrestling.
"So, you are following your dreams to be become a professional wrestler?' Bob said slightly.
"Yep," Neo answered with a smile.
Bob chuckled.
"What?" Neo asked.
"Nothing, its just my father use to run a promotion in Russia and actually fought a bit in Northern America and Japan."
"Really," Neo eyes widen and ears pricked up, "what was his name?"
"Oh, you probably never heard of him," Bob said quickly, trying to brush off the subject.
"Come on Bob, if I haven't even heard of him why don't you just tell me."
"Fine, his name was Big Gladimere," he replied quickly.
"What!" Neo screamed, "Your father was Big Gladimere. Wait. Now I know where I have seen you, you're Little Glads."
"I use to be," Bob said blushing.
Bob had formerly been a wrestler in EWP, when it just started and was known as The Event.
"Wow. I have fond memories of watching on Sunday Night Fight as a child, with your pink boas and 'henchmen'."
"I would rather forget my days wrestling for The Event," he said shyly.
"I wouldn't, it's my dream to do that for a living, plus you were a great performer," Neo said trying to boost his confidence.
Bob spent the rest of the trip telling Neo about his days as a wrestler.
"So are you still involved in wrestling at all?" Neo asked.
"No, believe it or not I'm now an investment banker."
They both laughed.
"Bob?" Neo asked sweetly.
"Yes Neo," Bob answered in his best fatherly voice.
"Would it be ok if I, during my tryout and interview, I dropped up your name. I wouldn't ask its just I had to beg and plead just to get this far and it would really help."
"I would be honored," he said proudly.
They stopped out the front of the hotel she was staying at.
Neo started to get her stuff out of the car while Bob wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to her.
"Good luck," he said, "and if you are ever in the area here's my address don't hesitate to come by. I might even show you some of my signature moves or give you some free advice on investments."
"Thanks," she smiled as she closed the door and walked through the sliding doors.
Disclaimer: I own Neo, Joel, Bob (his wrestling persona, Bob's dad (and his wrestling persona) and Elite Wrestling Powerhouse (and it's former name).
The passenger side window wound down.
"Hey girly, where ya heading?" said a man in his mid to late forties.
"Melbourne, you?" Neo answered trying to sound tough, hoping the guy wasn't a homicidal manic.
"Well I'm heading through there to Geelong, so hop in if you want," the man said sweetly.
She didn't know why but Neo had an eased feeling about the man. Like she knew him and could trust him, so she threw her bags and guitar in the back of his car but held on to her lucky pocket knife, just incase her feeling was wrong.
"Thanks," she said both smiling and sighing with relief.
After driving for about half an hour the feeling of relaxation was still felt so they started to talk.
"My name is Bob by the way," he chirped.
"I'm Neo," she mumbled back.
"Wow, that's an usual name where's it from?" Bob asked.
"Egypt, my mum is from there."
"Yeah cool, my parents are from Russia, so did you ever live there?"
"No, Sydney born and bred."
"So what brings you to Melbourne?"
"Too many memories," Neo answered.
They continued talking and Neo ended up telling Bob everything about Joel and the wrestling.
"So, you are following your dreams to be become a professional wrestler?' Bob said slightly.
"Yep," Neo answered with a smile.
Bob chuckled.
"What?" Neo asked.
"Nothing, its just my father use to run a promotion in Russia and actually fought a bit in Northern America and Japan."
"Really," Neo eyes widen and ears pricked up, "what was his name?"
"Oh, you probably never heard of him," Bob said quickly, trying to brush off the subject.
"Come on Bob, if I haven't even heard of him why don't you just tell me."
"Fine, his name was Big Gladimere," he replied quickly.
"What!" Neo screamed, "Your father was Big Gladimere. Wait. Now I know where I have seen you, you're Little Glads."
"I use to be," Bob said blushing.
Bob had formerly been a wrestler in EWP, when it just started and was known as The Event.
"Wow. I have fond memories of watching on Sunday Night Fight as a child, with your pink boas and 'henchmen'."
"I would rather forget my days wrestling for The Event," he said shyly.
"I wouldn't, it's my dream to do that for a living, plus you were a great performer," Neo said trying to boost his confidence.
Bob spent the rest of the trip telling Neo about his days as a wrestler.
"So are you still involved in wrestling at all?" Neo asked.
"No, believe it or not I'm now an investment banker."
They both laughed.
"Bob?" Neo asked sweetly.
"Yes Neo," Bob answered in his best fatherly voice.
"Would it be ok if I, during my tryout and interview, I dropped up your name. I wouldn't ask its just I had to beg and plead just to get this far and it would really help."
"I would be honored," he said proudly.
They stopped out the front of the hotel she was staying at.
Neo started to get her stuff out of the car while Bob wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to her.
"Good luck," he said, "and if you are ever in the area here's my address don't hesitate to come by. I might even show you some of my signature moves or give you some free advice on investments."
"Thanks," she smiled as she closed the door and walked through the sliding doors.