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Date Posted: 13:08:03 08/24/02 Sat
Author: Xtreme
Subject: Stupid HTML....repost

(The scene opens in the parking garage of Xtreme's apartment building. It is night time and a car pulls into the parking lot. The car parks and out of the driver side steps Xtreme and Jake steps from the passenger seat. Then, from one of the right back seat steps Ambre, holding Y in her arms. Xtreme motions to Jake to get Ambre's luggage from the trunk and Jake goes and gets it. Jake takes the suitcase and walks up to Xtreme and Ambre. Ambre turns to Xtreme and says)


Ambre: I'm sorry it had to come to this, Xtreme.


Xtreme: Don't worry, Ambre, it's not your fault. There's something wrong with Lost right now and I don't know what it is. I thought he could've left this at verbal back-and-forth but he had to go and attack me at Insurrection.


Ambre: I'm so sorry about everything Xtreme. I don't know what's come over him. He's changed...I don't know how...but he has.


Xtreme: You can say that again. I never thought he would've accused you of cheating AGAIN after that whole Fabio incident, but then to go and attack me on tv? I never thought it would've come to this.


Ambre: Me neither. I hope we can work this out soon so I can take Y home again soon. I'm sorry to trouble you like this, Xtreme.


Xtreme: It's no trouble, Ambre, you can stay as long as you need to. It's Lost who is going to be in for real trouble if he doesn't shape up and come to his senses...no offense, Ambre.


Ambre: None taken, Xtreme. I hope Lost comes to his senses soon, too. I don't want this to escalate any more than it already has.


Xtreme: Yeah let's hope he can come to his senses on his own. Come on, I'll take you up to my apartment now.


(Xtreme leads the way followed by Jake and Ambre, who has Y in her arms. Xtreme enters the lobby and walks up the stairs to his apartment. He opens the door and shows Ambre in. Jake goes into the living room and sets the suitcase down on the floor. Xtreme begins to show Ambre around)


Xtreme: Here's my kitchen, and my small dining area over by the porch. This is my living room with my computer next to it, then my bedroom down the hall and the bathroom off to the left.


(Jake interrupts and says)Jake: Umm, Xtreme, where is Ambre going to stay?


Xtreme: In the extra bedroom, where else?


Jake: You have an extra bedroom?! How come you never told me you had an extra bedroom?! I've been sleeping on the couch!


Xtreme: You never asked if I had another bedroom. Haven't you wondered what's behind the door across from the bathroom?


Jake: I just thought it was a closet! Damnit!


Ambre: Ok...


Xtreme: So anyway, Ambre, you'll be staying in the extra bedroom which Jake has just now discovered.


(Xtreme takes Ambre to the room and shows her in. In it is a bed and a small dresser with a mirrior hanging above it on the wall. There is a closet next to the dresser and a small window opposite the door)


Xtreme: It's not much but...


Ambre: It's fine, Xtreme.


(Jake brings Ambre's suitcase in and puts it at the foot of the bed, still a little angry after finding out he was sleeping on a couch when he could've been in a bed. He sets the suitcase down and walks back into the living room and turns on the TV. Xtreme turns to leave to let Ambre be, but she stops him for a minute)


Ambre: Xtreme, can I ask you something?


Xtreme: Sure, what is it?


Ambre: Is your house always this dirty?


Xtreme: Dirty? I cleaned up when I found out you were coming over.


Ambre: Boy...we've got a lot of work to do tomorrow.


Xtreme: Work? What?


Ambre: I'm going to help you really clean up your house. It's the least the do for letting me and Y stay here.


Xtreme: You don't have to do that, really, you don't.


Ambre: Xtreme, there was empty pizza boxes and beer cases in the kitchen, the whole apartment needs to be vacuumed, and I bet there's a lot more to do...not saying you live like pigs...but this place could use some cleaning.


Xtreme: I suppose it could...


Ambre: Good, we'll start tomorrow morning.


(Xtreme looks puzzled and walks out of the bedroom and Ambre closes the door behind him. He walks into the living room and sits down next to Jake who is looking angry still, but now it seems to be aimed at the TV and the remote control. Jake begins hitting the remote and says)


Jake: Damn Comcast; why did they have to change the channels all around. Once I think I know every channel, they go and screw me over...damnit where is Game Show Network!


Xtreme: It's 49. You know what Ambre just told me?


Jake: What? That she really likes the EXTRA BEDROOM?


Xtreme: Oh stop being so bitter about it. It's not my fault you never asked about it. No, she told me that we have to clean the apartment tomorrow morning.


Jake: Clean? Why?! That sounds like too much work...especially for this apartment.


Xtreme: I know, but Ambre is going through rough times right now so we should do this for her.


Jake: I suppose...


(Just then a commercial for the GWA plays on the TV. It is an advertisement showing the upcoming matches for this week's Insurrection. It shows various stars of the GWA, including Xtreme who is once again wrestling in the main event. Then the commercial ends and Match Game begins showing on Game Show Network again)


Jake: You got a pretty big match at Insurrection, don't you?


Xtreme: Yeah, I'm in the main event again but this time it's a four way match against members of the best tag teams around. Plus, I get my hands on Ali another time. He somehow got to his feet at Insurrection thus "winning" the man for his team. I suppose I didn't beat him enough in that match, but I will make up for it this week. But not only do I get to beat on Ali, I also get my hands on Nicholas Wolfwood and Demetri Lynn.


Jake: Who are they? I don't think I've ever heard of them.


Xtreme: Exactly, Jake, who ARE they? These two are guys who made their names in tag teams, and people who make it in tag teams are rarely decent singles wrestlers. That is why I have the advantage in this match up. Apart from Ali, I'm the only one who's made a name as a singles wrestler. These other guys are tag wrestlers and only know tagging. I made my name as a singles wrestler before trying my hand at tag teaming so I think I will be more than enough for these lightweights to handle. Demetri Lynn is a member of the tag team Critically Acclaimed and they had a shot at the Violent Femmes a few weeks ago but they fell short just a little bit. They're new to the GWA and have yet to learn the ways of the gladiators, but I think I will be the perfect one to show little Demetri Lynn what being a gladiator is all about. Sure, they had a shot at the Legion titles, but only because there WERE no other tag teams! Now the tag team scene has exploded and I have the feeling that Critically Acclaimed is going to be left in the dust of teams like myself and Assassin. Assassin and I still have a few kinks to work out in our strategy but every time we team up, we get better and better. We took the Usual Suspects to the limit at Insurrection but came up short. This week, though, we will have our chances at revenge. Assassin has the other half of the Usual Suspects in a match at Insurrection and I know he will be waiting with baited breathe to get his hands on Shadow. After attacking us two weeks ago and then humiliating us at Insurrection, Shadow needs to be taught a lesson, a lesson that only a former Gladiator Champion can give him. But on my end, I get Haseem Nasser Ali or whatever the hell his name is if I didn't get it right. This little puke will wish he took just a little bit more time off for his "injuries" than get what I have in store for him. This time there isn't going to be any Craven to save him, it's only going to be me and him...and two other punks that I could care less about. Nicholas Wolfwood? Demetri Lynn? Please, I've eaten pieces of beef jerky tougher than these two. Demetri Lynn may have had his shot at the Legion titles but he failed and failed miserably. Nicholas Wolfwood is new to the GWA so naturally when I saw he was in the main event with someone like me I thought to myself, "Nicholas Wolfwood? Who?" I have really no idea who in the hell this kid is but in all seriousness, I don't want to know who this kid is. Once I beat him he can go back to opening Insurrection with his little buddy tag team partner. I mean, how in the hell did he manage to weasel his way into the main event already? He's had three matches under his belt so he's ready to main event? Shit, it took me a year to get to where I am today and I'll be damned if I'm going to let a punkass kid like this make a fool of me. I wonder if Nicholas Wolfwood actually feels he has a chance, though. I wonder if he thinks he has any shot at all of defeating me at Insurrection. I came off a humiliating defeat last Insurrection and I'll be damned if I'm going to get beat again by this virtual unknown. But as if the loss at Insurrection wasn't bad enough, Lost Worlds had to come out and take our argument to places it shouldn't have gone. I thought maybe we could've worked things out off camera, out of the spotlight. But no, two weeks ago he has to go and announce to the world, at Insurrection, that Ambre was cheating on him with me in his locker room. So then I thought he's just being Lost and not thinking before acting. But this week he did something I would not have expected him to do. I know me and him have had differences in the distant past, but I THOUGHT we were friends now. When he attacked me after my last man standing match, I knew our friendship was over. Nothing in the world could've prepared me for that...but nothing in the world will be able to prepare him for what's to come. Lost has pushed this situation way to far and now he will pay for being an ignorant asshole. XTREME HAS SPOKEN.


Jake: Is that it? Are you done now?


Xtreme: Yeah I'm done. And I'm going to bed. We got a long day tomorrow.


Jake: Yeah we do have a long day so I might as well get some sleep...on the COUCH!


Xtreme: Shut up, Jake.


(Xtreme gets up out of his chair and walks down the hall into his bedroom and closes the door as the scene fades out to black)


THE NEXT MORNING



(The camera view is inside Xtreme's bedroom where Xtreme is laying on his stomach fast asleep on his bed. The small clock radio next to his bed reads 7:30 AM in big red, glowing numbers. Then suddenly there is a loud knock at the door that shakes Xtreme out of his slumber. Ambre opens the door and enters the room, seemingly wide awake. Xtreme groggily gathers himself and pushes himself up and looks at Ambre)


Xtreme: What's going on Ambre...it's 7:30 in the morning...


Ambre: It's time to get up, Xtreme! We have a lot of work to do today!


(She seems almost cheery as she goes over to the window in Xtreme's room and opens it and light floods in)


Xtreme: But now? It's so early...


Ambre: Early? I let you sleep in!


Xtreme: Ugh...


(Xtreme rolls off of his bed and hits the ground with a thud. He quickly raises himself up as if the fall woke him up slightly. Ambre leaves the room and Xtreme follows. He is still wearing the same thing he was wearing last night, so he is ready to do some cleaning. Xtreme follows Ambre into the kitchen where Jake is already awake and eating a bowl of Cheerio's)


Jake: Hey Ambre, where's Little Minion?


Ambre: Her name is Y and she is on the couch.


Jake: Oh, Minion told me her name was Little Minion.


Ambre: Well Minion is ever right?


Jake: Well what about that one time he said there was a robot coming after him that wanted to kill him and take his spleen?


(Ambre shakes her head no)


Jake: Oh yeah...


Xtreme: So where should we start first?


Ambre: How about right here in the kitchen. These counters need scrubbing, the floor needs cleaning, not to mention you need to throw out those pizza boxes over there...and what is that?


Xtreme: That's my beer-amid. A pyramid made out of beer cans and bottles. You like it?


Ambre: That can't stay...


Xtreme: No Ambre, don't touch the beer-amid. I've been making that thing for a long time, please don't take it down.


Ambre: Ok fine, the beer-amid can stay.


(She walks farther into the kitchen and finds a black tarp covering something. Ambre lifts the tarp and a putrid smell escapes. It seems to be a garbage pile or compost heap or something)


Ambre: What the hell is this?


Jake: Oh that's my science project.


Xtreme: Your science project, Jake? You don't know a damn thing about science!


Jake: Don't touch it, I just put it there a few days ago. You have to let it set up for a while with the battery.


Xtreme: So that's what that smell has been! Damnit, Jake, we're throwing this out!


Jake: Oh so you get to keep your beer-amid but I don't get to keep my science project?!


Xtreme: It's just a pile of garbage that you hooked up...a car battery to!? Where did you get that battery?


Jake: I found it!


Xtreme: In a car, Jake?


Jake: Maybe...


Xtreme: Who's car, Jake?


(The scene suddenly cuts down to the parking lot where Mitch is sitting in his car, turning the key but nothing is happening. He gets out and looks under the hood to see a big gaping hole where the battery should be)


Mitch: Oh good...


(The scene cuts back to the apartment where Jake still hasn't answered Xtreme)


Jake: I dunno...some car in the lot.


Xtreme: Well we're throwing it out before anyone comes looking for it.


Jake: Fine then...we'll throw it out...I don't think I did it right anyway...


(Xtreme gives Jake a look)


Jake: What?


Xtreme: We better get started, we got A LOT of cleaning to do.


(The scene fades to black and these words appear in big white letters)


SIX HOURS LATER



(The scene fades back into the kitchen, which looks much different than it did before. It almost looks like a whole new kitchen. Xtreme and Ambre are sitting at the small table while Jake is leaning against a counter)


Jake: Well it took us six hours, but we finally finished cleaning.


Ambre: Finished? We just finished the kitchen, there's still the rest of the apartment.


Jake: Oh yeah...


(Poor Jake, he shouldn't have been such a pig in the apartment and maybe they wouldn't have been in this mess! Ha! I made a joke! Ok...it was bad...real bad...but since cleaning the rest of the apartment could take days, we'll just leave them off here. The scene fades to black and Xtreme, Jake and Ambre move onto the living room)

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