Jack's POV:
Jack rubs his cheek, still thinking about what happened last week on RAW
Flashback:
Slap! The crowd goes wild.
"Yeah, how does that feel you want some more!"
Slap! Crowd starts to simmers down a little.
"This is all your fault!"
Slap! Silence. Jack looks at Michael Cole, eyebrows furrowed into his forehead. "You better run Cole-" Jack takes a step closer. Cole quickly rolls out of the ring and runs up ramp. Jack presses his hands into fists.
"I'm sorry-" Cole frowns.
"so sorry-"
End of Flashback:
Jack looks around locker room. Grabs singlet out of duffel bag. Looks around for boots. "What the-" Dumps all contents of bag on floor. Searches around. Puts hand on hip and scratches head. "Now I know Rey told me to put my boots in my bag before we left the hotel…
Flashback:
The day before-
Rey: now Jack, remember to pack your boots before hand or you'll forget.
Jack: * listening to his ipod*mmnhmm
End of Flashback
"BOB SAGET!"
"looking for these?" Jack turns around. Sees Cole standing in doorway in his tacky orange ring clothes holding his boots. "I shined them for you." Flashes Jack a cheesy smile. Jack snatches his boots a little freaked out. "You looked through my bag!" Cole sighs. "Come on Jack Im your partner, of course I would never do that… I jusssssst…got them from you hotel room!" Jack looks at Cole
"…"
"Look, I want to make this work. I want to make things right-" Jack pulls at the laces of his boots. "I am your trainer. I was your trainer now your on your own Cole" Michael Cole's mouth hangs open.
"but- but- but- Jack!" Jack rolls his eyes and starts to walk to the showers. "Wait! Come on Jack I need you there for me Jerry's going to slaughter me!" Jack looks over his shoulder "good." Walks into showers. Cole fallows. "Whoa skeevy much!"
"look just hear me out!"
Jack's thoughts:
WTH first he breaks into my hotel room and now he just following me! That could only mean one thing-
Serial Killer.
Michael Cole mumbles on as jack slowly takes step back.
"-just help me with this -"
Oh God.
"…um that's a nice sweat shirt your wearing-"
OMG NOW HE COMPLIMENTING ME ON MY HORRIBLE FASHION SENSE!
"so just please forgive me. I can make it up to you in the end-"
There so much I still want to do!
"what I'm saying is-" they hear someone open door. Jerry Lawler comes in.
I'm saved!
"Oh good Lord its you two knuckleheads…" jack leaps around Cole and behind Jerry. "-the hell?"
Cole scowls. "Oh I see how it is. Changing sides huh?" Jack nods "that's right! You'll never get me!" Jack hides behind Jerry's shoulder. Jerry tries to pry jack off of him "I never agreed to this! Get off of me you wiper snapper!"
"But jerry don't you see it!" Jerry looks around the room "don't you see it. IN HIS EYES!" Jack hisses.
"What are you talking about!"
"It's a conspiracy I tell you A CONSPIRACY!" Jerry slaps jack. "get a hold of yourself man!"
"Again with the slapping!" Jack calms himself down, then turns Jerry around. Whispers in his ear. "He's gonna murder me!" Jerry rolls his eyes "he's not going to murder you-" Cole glances around laughs awkwardly.
"Yeah…heh…heh… I'm not gonna… murder you…heh…" Jack points at Cole. "LIES! You don't see Cryme time OR the Dude busters any more do you where do you think they went huh?"
In Cole's basement:
"One…Two…THREE!" Trent, JTG, Shad and the other guy from dude busters (what ever his name might be) charges and crashes into door. All fall to floor. Trent rubs his head.
"Yup. We're stuck."