The door to catering BLASTS open, sending workers and staff in a frenzy. A barrage of balloons and what seems to be a pinata in the form of a random busty girl from a random harem anime float above it all.
Ace: Sorry! Sorry! [bumps into worker] Sorry about that!
Bray is unamused. One of the workers, seemingly an anime fan, and not an uncultured nInGeN, steps up to the pinata and smiles.
Worker: Who’s that pinata supposed to be of?
Ace: She’s from an anime that Bray likes.
Worker: I think I’ve seen that one before…
The expression on Ace’s face changes as Bray slows his movement to a halt ahead of her.
Ace: Can you… stop speaking to me? Please?
Worker: Why? Is something wrong?
Not even a second passes before Bray’s breathing down his shoulder.
Bray: Who are you?
Worker: I-I-I-I-I-I’M um, I’m um...
Bray: Mr. Um,... why are you talking to my sister?
Ace: Here we go...
Bray: Tranquilo, little one. I’ll handle this.
Worker: “Handle?” What are you doing!?
Bray pulls a kendo stick, seemingly out of nowhere, and points it at the worker’s neck.
Ace: Where did you get that!?
Bray: I stole it from Wrex. It’s mine now.
He squeezes it against him, speaking to him in a calm-like rage.
Bray: If you ever even look in her general direction again and I’ll use this to send you to HFIL.
Worker: ...HFIL?
Bray: Dragon Ball Z. Ocean dub. Get lost.
He obliges, not looking back to wave or anything.
Ace: You… you have to stop that pretty soon, Ali. I’m grateful you didn’t snap on those rookie boys earlier.
Bray: What rookie boys?
Ace: Damian and Mistico… Damian asked to work together… you pretty much showed that you wanted to.
Bray: Did I? Hm… probably should’ve pulled out meh kendo.
Ace: Can you not with the kendo?
Bray: It’s a testimony of my love, little one.
Ace: …I don’t follow…
Bray falls to a knee and grabs her hand, slowly caressing it. Her face turns red.
Bray: Remember when Madison dropped you on your head on a table and I ruined Dennis’s chance of winning the OCW Title?
Ace: Yeah. So?
Bray: So!? That was all for you! I attacked him for YOU! I got into that cage with him… FOR YOU!
She takes a step back, startled and confused.
Bray: I embarrassed myself in that cage for YOU! Why doesn’t anyone SEE THAT!?
He slams his fist into one of the balloons. He immediately retracts it, disturbed by what he’s done.
Bray: DAMMIT! I’m so sorry! It took so long to make and I F***ING lost my cool again.
Ace: Ali, wait, it’s fine!
She pauses for a second, looking at his head. His headband, unfortunately, is right there.
Ace: Ali, why’s your headband on?
Bray: What does this thing matter!?
Ace (to herself): Because it helps keep you calm…
Bray: Nani?
Ace: Just… take it off, please?
Bray: Should I? Why?
Ace: Because you’re not you when you have it on.
Bray: Do I need a Snickers?
Ace: JUST... please calm down, alright?
Bray: What!? I’m calm… really.
He takes a small bottle out of his pocket and chucks pills into his mouth. Afterwards, he gives her a calm yet disturbingly twisted smile.
Bray: Believe me, I’ve been crazier than this.
Ace: I’ve gathered… and… I’m grateful, okay?
Bray: You are!?
Ace (under her breath): Dammit… [aloud] Yes, I am. I’m glad you did all that for me. I-It doesn’t matter if you lost or not. You just tried to defend my honor, and for that, I’m grateful.
He leaps out of joy and embraces her tightly. Almost hesitantly, she returns the hug, and it holds for quite a bit.
Ace: Okay, can you let go? Please?
He obliges.
Bray: Sorry! Sorry! Just get… excited when someone is grateful for something I do, ya know?
Ace: I-I gathered that. Now, can we just go, please?
Bray: Unlike those F**KS… in those leather suits and their… intuitive reasoning...
Ace: But first...
As he’s turned around, she makes the leap of her life, attempting to yank his headband off of him. Unfortunately, she misses, landing a bit funny on her left leg.
Bray: What happened!? Did you sprain yourself!?
Ace: NO! I’m just stretching, is what I’m doin.
Bray: Oh, alrighty.
Ace: Can we, um… can we please go now? We’re not booked and I’m sure the other guys need this room for something.
Bray: Hm… fair point.
He removes his headband of his own volition and ties it around his arm.
Ace: Thank God. Come on. Let’s get on Twitch and watch some old fart play Doki Doki Literature Club.
He doesn’t respond, instead pulling her in a hug once again.
Ace: Um… we’ve already got this out the way so can you… let go… please!?
Though silent, he complies. As he begins to leave the room, we hear a song begin to play on Bray’s phone in his pocket.
Ace: What song is this?
She pulls his phone out of his pocket and reads the screen, it reading The Happy Song by “Posts of the Fall”. The title, along with the upcoming lyrics posted on the side, bring on a look of horror stretched across her face.
Bray: Is something wrong?
She slowly turns to him, phone in hand, now terrified, as the song continues.
“You knew I’m a psycho…”
“I told you I’m a psycho…”
“Cos really I’m a psycho, psycho psycho…”
Bray: Come on, don’t wanna miss the shuttle.
He exits the room, leaving Ace petrified.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Jeez!
Us!
Taiga Masuka vs Ligermask
The camera pans to the announce team.
WHAT!
THA HALE!
New York City, New York
Mount Sinai Hospital
Mistico along with Damian would arrive at the hospital and make there way to the scheduled meeting made by the Make-A-Wish Foundation. As they stood in front of the door Damian would look over at Mistico.
Damian: You sure you're ready for this? To be honest I heard this shit gets depressing, especially when it's your first time.
Mistico: Yeah, I should be fine.
Damian: Alright let's do this then…
Damian knocks on the door, followed by the Doctors welcoming the two in. They would see a sick child laying in the hospital bed playing Fortnite
Mistico: Hey buddy. What’s going on with you?
The child would look up in joy after seeing Mistico speak to him
Alex: My name is Alex! I'm one of your biggest fans, are you here because of my wish?
Mistico: Yeah, I heard you were one of my biggest fans, thought I should stop by and pay you a visit.
Mistico had a smile on his face
Two Make-A-Wish employees would pull the Luchador off to the side
Employee 1: Mistico as you can see, Alex has a large liking of Fortnite and yourself. He only has a few months left so he wants to spend that time doing what he loves, and that's watching your matches and playing Fortnite.
Employee 2: We've contacted Epic Games and they're willing to put your likeness in Fortnite if you approve of it and probably sign some papers. This is Alex's dying wish, to play as his favorite wrestler in his favorite game.
Mistico would glance over at Alex with a look of pity and turn back towards the employees
Mistico: Yeah, I’ll do it. I’ll buy him the skin too.
The scene closes with Mistico shaking the hands of the Make-A-Wish employees and sitting next to Alex’s bed
