The signature weapon of Cyrus, the barbed wire wrapped steel chair appeared. It zoomed out, showing Cyrus and Joe standing back stage in the Lion's locker room. Cyrus stood at a locker, pulling a towel and a bottle of water out of it.
Cyrus' faithful sidekick, Joe the pizza guy, stepped up to the Lion, microphone ready. "So Cyrus, how are you feeling about tonight's matchup against your former partner, AJ Warner?"
Cyrus nodded his head and took a sip of water before replying. "You know, there's a lot that could be said. When Cyrus Everblaze and AJ Warner step in the ring together, together or against eachother, billions of fans jump out of their seats, screaming for more. It's a match the BBW can only show once every blue moon! The world isn't ready for it! But it's here! It's happening tonight! In a main event match that makes Dreams come true and leads the victor to the biggest prize in BBW, the World Championship!"
"You know, the last time you were in the ring with AJ, you were quite aggressive. Do you think he'll take that to heart for this next match."
"Well, first off Jim, aggressive? What are you talking about?!"
"You planted your steel chair into the man's nuts and sent him face-first into the same chair."
"John, you have to understand, we're on the greatest extreme wrestling show of them all, we're in BBW, my minimum wage amigo. It would be disrespectful to not give eachother our best. Even if that does mean hitting your best friend in the nuts with a barbed wire steel chair."
Joe shook his head. "Riiiiiight... Well, you came out on top for your last match, maybe you'll pull it off again tonight."
"What? J.W. Cowpie? That redneck mother ********?! Pfft, that cowboy never had a chance. Hell, he looks more like a ***** with that trench coat and shades. Wouldn't be surprised if he carried candy around with him either."
"Boss, that might be saying a bit too-"
Cyrus suddenly tilts his sunglasses and cut Joe off with a deep voice. "Get on my horse, I'll give you some candy..."
Joe immediately face palmed, leaving a lingering silence afterwards.
"Don't worry, I'm sure he sticks to his sheep. But you know Steve, I've noticed something."
The Pizza guy reluctantly asked. "Yeah? And what's that?"
"We're in ******** South Carolina... South Carolina... We're still in the god damned heart of hillbilly nation! I can't take it anymore! It's starting to mess with me! I saw a monster truck today and swear I nearly had a stiffy! A man can't take 3 weeks of this!"
"Well, if you have such a problem with it, why don't you take it up with Matt Shanahan."
"Matt!" Cyrus cut his friend off again with a sudden outburst. "You know, there's something not right about a general manager that is comfortable around all these freaking hillbillies! I'm going to go investigate!" Cyrus quickly picked up his chair and walked out of the locker room.
Joe followed after Cyrus, stopping at the door. "Cyrus?! Where are you going? What are you investigating!?" Joe sighed and turned back towards the camera, which was now zooming in on his face, awaiting a familiar statement. With a confused expression on his face, he raised the mic to his mouth. "Uhh.... I-I don't know, ******** AJ Warner?" With that Joe rushed out of the locker room.
