Warning:Before you proceed, just keep in mind that english is NOT my mother language. So there will certainly be mistakes in this text. Yet, I'm eager to improve, so if you see any correction that could be done, don't hesitate to contact me :-) Thanks in advance ^_^
Author's note: Little game here. One of the events described below REALLY happened. I can personally testify of it ;) Those who know me will easily guess :p
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IN MEMORY OF WADE
(sometimes your wishes never come true the way you wanted)
Chapter 2 - Tensions
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The Nexus were still sit around the table in the back of the meal room, now deserted by the other wrestlers. Their heads were slightly down. From an outside observer, they might looked like into a reverent silence, probably in memory of their former leader Wade Barrett. And somehow, it was related.
Almost all of them were trying to come to grips with their part of the strawberries pie Otunga had done in memory of Wade. Some were staring at it with dreadful eyes. Other were trying to delay the fateful moment by passing it from one hand to another, with a 'To eat or not to eat, that is the question' expression on their face. Gabriel was the first to surrender and decided to take a bite, afraid of the taste it might have, to finally realize that the taste was optional, compared to the TEXTURE! For the moment, they had all forgotten about the blonde camerawoman from the WWE, but everybody in the Control Room were drinking it all in. With broad smiles on their faces.
Otunga was staring at each and every Nexus members, with dark eyes, and a severe bushy frown. In the end, he couldn't hold it any longer and slammed his hands on the table.
"Ok! What's wrong now? You're all silent!"
"Uh...", Gabriel tried not spit out the piece of pie he had in his mouth while answering. "di'icul 'o 'alk, here..."
Otunga turned towards their leader CM Punk. "If it's yucky, don't hesitate to hurt my feelings, heh?"
Gabriel swallowed with some difficulties, and answered with a strangled voice: "It's beyond 'yucky', there..."
Otunga made his head turn towards him, his feverish eyes almost bulging: "I was not talking to you !"
"Oh, sorry", Gabriel shrugged, almost apologizing. "To my defense, I always thought you were a soulless creature from the netherworld who didn't really have feelings..."
CM Punk saw then that Otunga was about to explode and glanced towards the camera, wondering if it wouldn't be safe to destroy that thing and save what was left of the Nexus' pride, while time was still on their side. Then his brown eyes met the camerawoman' green eyes and realized that she might have followed his train of thoughts. Her evil smirk was clearly meaning 'Go on and try, please. Make my day!'.
CM Punk looked away very fast. Someone standing around the Nexus, and not displaying any trace of fear, was either a champion of bluff, or someone EXTREMELY dangerous. And you could trust the WWE to send their most psychopath technicians to deal with their most psychopath wrestlers. CM Punk decided that the last thing he needed now, was a concussion due to a camera hitting his skull at full speed, battery first. Not that the Nexus would remain long without a leader. He was sure that Otunga would be glad to SACRIFICE himself for the cause, but he doubted of the spiritual side of the group, in that case.
Heath Slater leant slightly towards Justin Gabriel: "Usually, when I have to eat a pie, I eat the fruits and I leave the dough."
Gabriel raised an eyebrow: "And here, you do the contrary?"
Slater shook his head: "No. Here, I leave EVERYTHING."
McGillicutty was about to take a bite when he got a second thought: "Why, the dough is a little bit dry?"
"Yeah", Slated nodded. "Like in 'Katrina destroyed a little bit New Orleans'".
"C'mon!", Otunga shouted, raising his hands in the air. "It's not like I'm asking you to eat the back of a chair!"
"Actually", Gabriel started, "the only difference with the back of a chair, is that you call this a strawberry pie".
Otunga growled. "At next TLC, I'll throw you a chair across the face and I swear you're gonna TASTE THE DIFFERENCE!"
CM Punk could recon when the situation was getting out of control. He turned towards the camera with a sweet smile and decided to comment on it, much to illustrate the havoc of the Nexus he was inheriting, after the damage done by Wade Barrett.
"You see? A dessert at the NEXUS will always guarantee you an atmosphere full of warmth..."
"Before you hit me, you'll have to move your fat ass first !"
CM Punk blinked, but didn't loose his smile and went on: "... of conviviality..."
"Your teeth are so yellow that traffic slows down whenever you grin!"
CM Punk went on quietly, beyond despair now: "... and of fellowship". He blinked several times. Boy, he would have to teach them discipline quite soon!
Husky Harris swallowed his own bite, and joined the conversation: "Yesterday, at the end of the parking lot, I found a grove full of strawberries. Probably the same as yours, by the way Otunga. Well, I made myself a full stomach of them, 'cause I really love strawberries... But here, I don't know which magical spell you cast upon them, but you managed to turn them into... gravels!"
Otunga champed at the bit. "The cooking temperature was probably a little bit too high".
Slater leant on Harris and whispered, but not low enough: "Again... A little bit like in 'Katrina destroyed-' "
"SHUT UP!", Otunga interrupted the red-haired, slamming both his hands on the table. "Can't you AT LEAST observe a moment of SILENCE for our much lamented Wade Barrett, without unpleasant remarks start flying like MISSILES?"
CM Punk sighed loudly and turned away from the camera, back to Otunga: "Wait! Since the beginning, you shit in Wade's shoes. Even before the Nexus was born, you never accepted the fact he won the NXT tournament and not you. From the moment he created the Nexus, you always placed yourself safely at the border of insubordination. You were the first one to threaten him of eviction if he didn't rehire John Cena. And even when he did, you tried later and called a truce with Cena, pretending Wade was kicked out of the group while it wasn't official yet. You hated Wade with your guts! And now, abruptly, it's all "Wade loved strawberriiiiiiiiiiiies... I did that pie for hiiiiiiiiiiiim... And I'm sad he's goooooooooone...". All right, heh? Enough with the hypocritical jeremiads! Wade did survive his fall in the cage. He has been transferred to SMACKDOWN. Right now he's in the hospital, but he's alive. And unless he's dumb enough and try and challenge for example the Big Show when he'll be on his first day at SmackDown, he's not going to die anytime soon! But us?", CM Punk pointed an accusing finger to the pie on the table, "... I can't make that same guarantee for us!"
Heath lifted his head. "Wade is at SmackDown?"
CM Punk nodded, still staring at Otunga, and missing the spark of interest in Slater's eyes. "It's totally understandable", the new leader started in a quieter voice. "He only had enemies at RAW. No one to turn to, as he was now "AGAINST the Nexus". No one would lift a finger and help him if the Nexus attacked him. Hell, some would even think his eviction was fake! And those who wouldn't think that, would probably take a ticket and go in the line for a let's-get-revenge-and-beat-Barrett-into-a-pulp session. The WWE invested on him. If they wanted some business return, they had to make sure he lasted more than a day - two if he was in full potential. They had no other choice but to transfer him!".
For the first time since the arrival of the pie on their table, the Nexus kept silence for a moment, each understanding the truth in CM Punk's words. Husky Harris was the first to break that silence.
"I say, that if that pie was made for Wade, we should stop eating it. We pack it, and we send it to him by parcel post to SmackDown.
McGillicutty chuckled. "He'll be even able to use it as a projectile against his enemies, and create the TLCP: Table, Ladder, Chair, Pie !"
Otunga's mood darkened again as Harris went on: "and we can even add a note. Like 'From Nexus, With Love'."
"Sure! Good idea!", Gabriel applauded. "Everyone knows that Wade is a guy who has a great sense of humor!"
"All right, then!", Harris replied with a big and proud smile. Obviously, 'Sarcasm' was for him just a seven letter word starting with S.
"I bet he'll come up with some funny ideas of his in return", Heath Slater went on. "Like coming back to RAW, make an alliance with John Cena, beat the shit out of us..."
CM Punk burst out laughing, trying to imagine John Cena and Wade Barrett fighting voluntary side by side. Then his laughs died in his throat when he realized that even if the odds were low, other horrors less likely had already occurred. Bush Jr winning a second time for the presidential elections, for example...
After a few seconds of silence, he just announced gravely: "If John Cena ever comes back from his hip injury, we'll have to seriously take care of him. Once and for all".
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Husky Harris was putting the remains of the strawberry pie into some trashcan while CM Punk was staring at Otunga with his arms crossed on his chest.
"I do sincerely hope that you're not going to prepare another dessert every time a Nexus member leaves, right?"
Heath Slater put his hands in his pocket and grumbled. "I don't care. Next time he does a pie, I quit the Nexus!"
"Oh NO!", CM Punk's roar sounded like the scream of a camel who had just seen two bricks. "Don't leave, or he'll cook another one!"
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TO BE CONTINUED.
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Here it is, a second chapter ! :) Just an hour before the ROYAL RUMBLE 2011 ! ;-)
At this point, yes, I do cross my fingers for Wade Barrett to be the winner, even if there will be way too many people who'll have plenty of reasons to try and eliminate him quickly :-(
I admit it would be great for him if he won, but I also admit that - storyline speaking - what they developed for him (and still in progress) and the progression of his character's personality and relations with others, would be pretty 'damaged' if he was the Big Winner. (or, if he was, he'd probably lose the championship... this time). I guess that there are still much evolution to come with his character before he can finally access to his Holy Grail.
But that's only my opinion heh? ;-)
In summary, the fan in me would love him to win at this Royal Rumble. :)
The scenarist in me don't think it's a good idea, at least this year. :,(
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To Wade Barrett's fans (yes, there are!):
See why I told you in chapter one not to leave ? ;-)
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My Answers to your questions/comments:
- NINFEA DI LUNA:
Thank yoooou for your nice comments, especially when they come from such an extremely talented writer as you. :-) I'm really happy to be your friend too :) Can't wait to meet you, in Belgium, or in France ;-) I was LOOOOL at your "mondiale moquette" line ;-P
Don't worry "Total Destruction or Total Depression" was not for you. It's really how the Nexus look at the outside in the show (total destruction), and how they looked at the beginning of chapter one (total depression) ;-)
Wrestlers or Kids? Well, it's always funny to show some soft spots on big villains, no? :p
Camerawoman. I really didn't think about it at the beginning. But after I read your comment, it gave me an idea. I suppose you understand now, heh? :p
- RORONOA MINAMINO:
Thanks a lot :)
Glad you had this "Heath Squealing" reading it ^_~ I must admit that the way Heath Miller behaves online (twitter mostly) influenced me on my writing about his WWE character (the guy is completely crazy, but in a POSITIVE way ;) ).
Yeah, I included your "WE ARE DONE" phrase :D I see we feel the same way about CM Punk's motives about the Nexus. Let's just hope he'll be kicked quickly from the Royal Rumble in approx an hour now. Let's just hope he and Wade Barrett won't throw each other TOGETHER above the third rope. It would be like a sick joke -_-
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Ok, enough writing, now it's time to post it online, if you want to keep yourself a little busy before the Royal Rumble 2011 :)
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Heaven Ice Day you all ^_^
::Roselyne::
(twitter: roselyne777)