AN: I noticed a bunch of people are asking for Smackdown! guys. I am pleased to say I saw my first episode of Smackdown! last night because of everyone talking about it. So it might be a while before I bring those guys on because I don't know their history yet. JBL will have his own "wain" chapter in which he can cry in.
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As she continued to sort through the pile of paper she had on her desk, an apple chunk flew out and landed on her desk in the middle of the paper. "An apple?" she said as she poked at it with her pen. She wasn't going to touch that.
"Because you are not cool," Carlito said as he walked into the room, his afro getting stuck in the door. He had to turn his head sideways to enter.
"So you spit a piece of apple at me?"
"It's just my thing."
"Have you an idea how many germs are on here?"
"There is no germs - only my spit on some apple."
"That's germs."
Carlito thought about it. All of these years he had been spitting apple chunks at people and had never thought for one moment that he would possibly be spreading germs to people all around the wrestling arena. "I apologize for spitting on you."
"That's better."
He crossed his arms and was pouting. "I still don't think you are cool."
Danielle shrugged. "Everyone has their own opinions."
"You're not mad?"
"Nope."
"Not even a little bit?"
"Nope."
"Damnit," he said as he uncrossed his arms and threw one of the chairs in the room.
"Whoa calm down."
"I just said you were not cool and you accepted it. What is going on? Has Carlito lost his edge? Is Carlito no longer cool?"
"Umm..."
"Carlito spits in Carlito's face!" He spit upside down and let it land on his face. Then he started to cry.
"Why did you do that?"
"My father," he cried.
"What about him?"
"He said 'Carlito, you should not spit in people's faces because it might one day come back on you.' I thought he was just crazy but now here I am, and people no longer think that being uncool is uncool."
"Sure some people do."
"You don't."
"I'm different. I'm a normal person. Some of these other wrestlers might think it is still uncool to be uncool. Like Cena. He's crazy. Go tell him he is an uncool rapper. You're not lying either."
"You really think he would be angry about being called uncool?"
"I'm sure of it."
Carlito jumped up. "I am going to spit in John Cena's face and call him uncool."
"Take your paper with you."
Carlito spit in her face as he grabbed the paper.
"What was that for?" she asked as she wiped the spit off of her face.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist."
"Spit on Cena not on me."
Carlito smiled and walked out of the room, sideways.