Salem sat in his dressing room backstage, his super-fan Braeden across from him in a leather swivel chair. Salem had been testing the spin on the seat, revolving the kid until he confessed his dizziness, at which point Croft stopped the revolutions and looked the kid in the eyes.

"So, like I told your mom, I'm not gonna let you get hurt. So I don't want you to worry about that big bully you saw out there, I know we got this. I just want you to tell me what kinda team we're gonna be. What's something you're really into?"

The kid pondered for a moment, looking serious and deep in thought before looking back up at his hero.

"I really like corn." the boy said, Salem chuckling and smiling at the answer.

"Corn?" he replied, patting the kid on the shoulder. "Okay, corn it is, big guy. I'll be Captain Corn Cob Croft, and you'll be Kid Kernel. Together, we'll be the Corn Cob Copperheads! But don't be slacking on me, now - I'm gonna need you to help me win this match, so until then, you better be training."

"I won't let you down, sir!" Braeden said, standing up and saluting Salem. "We're gonna take that big bully DOWN!"

With that, the boy marched off camera, stomping his feet fiercely as he trotted to the door, Salem shaking his head and smiling at the sight of it.