What's The Hold Up? {Invite}

[dick]

It had been a few days since Chantell had been in contact with a young tag team looking to sign on with Action Packed Wrestling. They had actually agreed pretty easy with the idea of coming to the APW and even went as far as to say that they wouldn't have their careers placed in the hands of anyone else besides the Angels. But that was almost a week ago and they hadn't arrived yet and Ms. Chantell was becoming a bit agitated by the irresponsible actions of the two. So I retrieve the number from my rolodex on my desk and dial the contact number they left for the Angels should they need anything. I let the phone on the other end ring for a few moments and suddenly picks up.

Hello. This is Richard Hugh. Assistant to the Angels of Action Packed Wrestling. We've been expecting you two for almost a week now and I was just checking up on you two.

[Dice Dillinger]

+It had been about 2 or 3 weeks since anybody had seen the duo known as Royal Flush. Including their manager Laura De'Icco and their other Familia brethren. They did get a chance to talk with one of the Angel sisters a week or so after their departure from the previous promotion they had worked in. Now as they rode along at just on the outskirts of the city of Toronto Dice with a blunt in one hand and a a beer AND a piece of the steering wheel in the other. Kasino sits in the passenger seat singing along to some song from a CD he had "borrowed" from one of his brothers a while back...+

I was taught be smart stay humble, I was taught be hard don't fumble, I was taught in this concrete jungle, Rumble young man rumble, I was taught stay hard as they come dude, I was taught any problems confront you, I was taught in this concrete jungle, Rumble young man rumble.....


[glow=red,2,300]Kasino: 7 wasn't bullshittin'!...Santana's a damn beast man...That shit is aiight right there dog...[/glow]

+Before the rapper can get even four bars into his verse, the phone on Dice's hip begins ringing. He takes the beer in his hand and hands it to K-Dog and grabs the phone almost flipping it up into the air as he brings it toward his ear. Pressing the button he speaks...+

[glow=red,2,300]Dice: Holler at me man. Who the hell is it?[/glow]

+Kasino takes the beer and turns it up emptying the can in seconds and receives a angry look from his partner in crime as he holds the phone listening to the caller on the other end babble about something. Turning up his eyebrow as he quickly looks back to his partner who's staring on watching and wondering he says as he hands the blunt to his tag team partner in crime...+

[glow=red,2,300]Dice: Dude...Who the fuck are YOU to be asking where the hell we been man? Checking up on us? We ain't no damn toddlers homey. We grown as hell and don't need no supervision....And how the hell you get this number?[/glow]

[Kasino Royale]

[glow=red,2,300]Kasino: He probably just the Angels in house lackey man...Don't give him a hard time dude...Ha Ha...He already gotta deal with not having no balls!...Letting some bitches run you...Shiiiiittttt...Not ya' boy...[/glow]


+Kasino then turns his attention back to the blunt he has in his hand now. He leans his head back and let's it lay easily on the head rest as he cowboys his most recent hit of the blunt and inhales deep as he brings his head back up to focus on more of the scenery of their first encounters of Toronto. As he lays back and enjoys the good smoke his mind is wandering about the new promotion they'd be working for soon. What's up with these "Angels"? Who else would be there when they got there? Hell, how many straight bitches would be around instead of just a roster full of carpet munchers. All that popped into his head over and over as he took hit after hit of the blunt as the duo rode along. +

+All of a sudden the blunt was snatched from his hand while his vision was focused out of the passenger side window. He turned his head to his partner with a pissed look only to see Dice now making sure his turn on the blunt was well worth while as he proceeded to cowboy up his damn self. As he took a long drag he obviously wasn't concerned with the caller so he reached his hand out and handed the phone to Kasino. Reluctantly K Dog took the phone and when he put it up to his ear he heard...+

[dick]

If I'm not mistaken you two agreed that you were going to be working for APW last week. It's been ALMOST a week gentlemen, so of course Ms. Chantell and the others obviously expected you by now. I wanted to know what was taking so long and if there are any problems I should know about. Have you gentlemen even bee in contact with your representative Ms. De'Icco? And do you have to have the music playing so loud Mr...Royale? I can barely hear you at all.

[Kasino Royale]

+K Dog cocks his head in confusion as he hears the words the man on the other end is saying. This bitch must be out his damn mind...Oh well...+

[glow=red,2,300]Kasino: Look dude...Richard...Dick or whatever other reproductive organ you are man, we on our damn way man. Just got caught up with some bad bitches down in Chi-Town dog. That's all Dick....Damn that's a funny name man....You ever catch a lotta flack for that man? Like...I mean...It's gotta be weird feeling having a name that's constantly used over and over in bathrooms...Porn scenes...In reference to the President...[/glow]

+His partner quickly chimes in with...+

[glow=red,2,300]Dice:Don't forget Dick Clark dog! That mothafucka is the ETERNAL Dick! Sumbitch like 200 years old and still doing the damn New Years Show man...I bet his ass gon' be doing that shit when we like 90 dude...[/glow]

[glow=red,2,300]Kasino: That's true though...That IS true...I think that mothafucka's the messiah to be honest with you...That sumbitch won't die for shit either...Hey Dick?...Since your name is Dick and HIS name is Dick, does that mean you too are like part of some "Cock" club or something? I mean like do you guys have a tree house and have little tea meetings and send out some kinda porn cock decoder rings every month? I'm just askin' now...It is 2006 so your sexual preference is your own but...[/glow]

_{[glow=red,2,300]Damn that's some good ass weed...[/glow]}

[glow=red,2,300]Kasino: Anyway man, tell good ol' Champelle or whatever the fuck her name is that Mr. Dillinger and Mr. Royale is well on her way so hold her horses....Raising hell and all...Now when we get there and set shit off they gon' be wishing for New York to take us back....I bet'chu...[/glow]

[dick]

Okay I just asked them a few simple questions about where they were and when they were going to arrive at the Towers and I get taken from wrestling contracts to porn scenes to god knows what else.

Excuse me? I...*sighs* Alright gentlemen, I'll try this one more time. I am the Angels' assistant. Now of course that doesn't mean I can take disciplinary actions against you two but this borders on insubordination to be honest with you. You are nearly 7 days late gentlemen. Ms. CHANTELL is reportedly not happy at all and trust me you don't want her to get angry.

I reach my free hand up to my neck rubbing it as I remember finding that out the hard way myself.

[Dice Dillinger]

+Dice watches as Kasino's face turns a weird showing on it and he says...+

[glow=red,2,300]Dice: Give me that man!...[/glow]

+Reaching over and taking the phone just as he had took the blunt only minutes ago he responds to the caller.+

[glow=red,2,300]Dice: What's the problem dude? I mean my homey just told yo' ass we was on our way man. What you want a ETA or some shit? This ain't NASA dude. We gon' get there when we get there and that's that. If they got a problem with that then I'm fuckin' sorry. Shit...You about to blow my high for real man. Tell ol' girl we'll be there in like the next few hours man...Damn...Don't you got somebody else to go bother dude?[/glow]

+Pausing only to take another long drag of the blunt, Dice quickly looks in the rear view before jumping into the nearest lane to the right and then continues on with...+

[glow=red,2,300]Dice: So if that's all DICK!...You know what? You got the right damn name...DICK...Cause you damn sure fuckin' with us man...[/glow]

[dick]

Very well gentlemen. I'll give the Angels your message but I think you two need to not speak in such tones with your future employers if you can help it. They know of your antics and actions in the previous promotion you worked for and they won't stand for any distractions on the APW roster at all. I also have heard about you two especially gentlemen. I also heard...

Before I can get my words out I'm interrupted by...

[Kasino Royale]

+After saying his piece Dice had handed the phone back to Kasino as they continued to pass the blunt back and forth between them the entire while. Kasino heard the last comments from Mr. Hugh and had to let him have it.+

[glow=red,2,300]Kasino:Maaaaaannn...Don't nobody care 'bout WHAT you heard bitch! Who told you something anyway? The Familia haters? If you listen to anything they say you 'bout as stupid as they are dog. Royal Flush is the future of tag team wrestling for APW man...Quote me on that dog. So the next time you feel like acknowledging some "rumors" you done heard about the Sin City Ballers OR the Fam DICK?...Stick your own dick in your ear and FUCK what you heard, you hear me?...Holla at'cha boy...Punk...[/glow]

+After his last words, K Dog hits the end button as he looks over to Dice who's handing the blunt over to him once more.+

[Dice Dillinger]

[glow=red,2,300]Dice: You better gon' hit that man...Shit's 'bout to burn out...You think that bitch got the picture man? Cause I swear to god next time I hear some crap out his ass I'm mirkin' him...Straight up...Hell I'm anxious to get back to work on these amateurs and all but I ain't about to be hounded about nothing dog. Hell that's why I left my wife man, I ain't lookin' for another one...[/glow]

+Dice turns his head back toward the road as Kasino begins pulling from the tip of his fingers and the now barely visible blunt in his hand. After a few hard pulls Dice turns his head back to him again and as their eyes meet...+

[glow=red,2,300]Dice: Hey K...You think...His ass gon' run and tell the Angels what we said to his ass? I mean that might get us in trouble man...I'm just saying...[/glow]

+Then a brief moment of silence falls over the space in the car as the two men both stare off a bit toward the road in front of them. They both think that maybe that wasn't the best way to begin wtih management and the upper tier of the APW. I mean their reputation was already less than perfect and that couldn't have helped at all. Kasino seemingly snaps out of his brief trance and goes to hit the blunt one more time before rolling the window down and discarding the roach. He then let's out a long sigh as he tilts his head, eyes squinting a bit at the road ahead of them...Then turning to face his partner with the look of a man who had smoked a pound of weed on his own he comments in a low monotone voice...+

[glow=red,2,300]Kasino: Probably so but......................Fuck it.................Familia Bitch.......[/glow]

[dick]

I hold the phone up and stare at it. I had heard how these two were but I never thought it was actually true. Talk about rude and unruly. They were the embodiement of such claims and now they were coming to the APW. I didn't like it but the Angels were quite adamant about bringing in all of the top available talent. And even I had to admit they were in that category easily. I lower my head as I think about what trouble they could mean and how I was going to ensure they didn't cause as much as they could. This might be a long season.



THE END