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Hmm. Well alright so Monday Night RAGE didn't go exactly as CM had planned for it to. But that's ok folks. Its very much ok. Ya see for one Christian isn't back in W2K right now to have the bestest best record in the world. This week? That was just a hoop W2K needed him to jump through to make sure he was gonna show for GoW. Now that he's got that out the way, CM can concentrate on his goal here. His goal of becoming the first repeat God of Wrestling since dear ole Neddy himself. GASP! Quick! Someone go ask Ryan Cena-Cain if its alright that we mention NED. Oh wait, we don't care! Moving on now, lets finish talkin about last night. Christian could be all grumpy taday like most would be, but he has no reason to be. Ya see he might have a new loss tacked onto the record, buts o does Cross. That big tall goof did exactly as Haywire suggested he would. He left CM out to dry. Left him alone ta deal with the verbal tit for tat with the two champions of W2K. Then the sumbitch was doin the same during the match. Cross just sat there lookin on as CM was looking for help out of a Boston Crab. And it was then that CM decided ta do what he did. He figured it best to beat Cross to the figurative punch. Christian Michaels left that tall bastard on his own to, as pot-heads and internet geeks like to say, be pwned by Haywire. Maybe that'll teach CRoss the lesson that next time he better do his damned job and be CM's tag partner. By the way, Tyler, good job kid. The Southern Heartthrob knew that you deserved all your hype. He knew it and last night you proved it to him. Good on you. CM might not be one of the "good guys" right now, but ya still earned more respect from him. Sometime down the line maybe the two of you can work together again. Hey, maybe things will get really interesting and you'll meet up in the finals of GoW. Ya neva know. Keep up the good work kiddo. ======================================== The Southern Heartthrob is stalking through the backstage area with a purpose. In his left hand is clucthed the card for next Monday's Rage. CM already knew who he was facing, but until this morning he had no idea it'd be a "Wave the Flag" match. This was something he wasn't expecting. I mean who in this company can he really trust to hold his flag and not just start waving it the instant the match is officially underway? Ya might say nobody, but there is one somebody. One somebody that Christian can maybe trust. Not because this person partcularly still likes him or anything, but because they'd rather see CM take a beating of a lifetime than wave that flag and save him. CM: AMBER! We need to talk! Michaels says as he rounds a corner and spies his sister chattin with some dude. For her part Amber just rolls her eyes and continues with her conversation. But CM stalks up and shoves the dude away. Guy: Hey! What's your problem man? CM: Beat it squirt! You're trying to get in my sister's panties. Guy: You're CM's sister? Then that makes you Jerm's daughter? Oh there's no way I'm going to piss the boss off by trying to bang his daughter. I'm outta here! And, just like that, the guy is gone. Amber glares at her lil brother, highly annoyed. She's about to give him one hell of a dog cussing but he holds up a hand. CM: Save it Amber, I need ta talk ta ya bout something important. Amber: "It damn well better be important, you lil snot. I haven't gotten laid in... in.... I don't remember how long! You asswipe, and you blew it for me!" CM: Well excuse me if I kept you from getting a lil dick for more than five minutes. Look I got a match coming up on the next episode of Rage. Its the first round of the God of Wrestling tournament Amber. Amber: "And? What's that mean to me, dipstick?" CM: Normally it'd be nothing, but this time I need you Amber. See I'm facings ome convict or something another. And well see its a wave the flag match. I gotta find myself someone to hold my flag. Instantly, Amber's eyes light up. Amber: "So, I'd have to wave the flag when I think you've had enough of an ass-whippin'?" CM shrugs. CM: "Pretty much- Amber: "I'LL DO IT!" Hmm. Folks she's jus a lil too eager here.... CM: Whoa whoa whoa! Timeout....traveling....flag on the play! You're way too excited for this Amber. Look I'm serious here. I need you sis....I need you to hold my flag-pole dur- Just then FTN walks around the corner. And all he heard was CM askin his sister to hold his pole. Poor ole Felix stops in his tracks, staring at the Michaels siblings with wide-eyes. FTN: Erm I see that I'm interupting here....I'll just be going now...   Amber smacks her forehead, and grumbles. <DIR> Amber: "What? He just asked me to hold his..... pole- OH MY GOD, CHRISTIAN!" CM: "That's not what I said!" Amber: "Psycho!" CM: What?! All I did was ask you to hold my....OH MY GOD! Now CM's eyes nearly pop outta his head. He can't believe that was taken like it was. Good lord these peeps are perverted! Though it is kinda funny in a way. Bah! Anyways... CM: Ok if we can get outta fourth grade again, I'm serious Amber. I need you to hold the flag for me on Rage. So.....Can I count on you? Can I count on you to not wave my flag no matter how bad this convict might start beating on me? Amber: Oh you can trust me dear brother. I'd let the fooker beat you to death before I'd ever wave your flag and save you. CM just blinks for a moment. CM: I don't know whether to be thankful or pissed. Dah well. As much as it burns my mout to even say these words....I know that I can trust you Amber. Amber smirks, loving that she caused her brother even the slightest discomfort. </DIR> Fade.

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