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Cadryn Tiberius · **01-27-2017, 02:44 PM**

Exciting..

CT: The best word I could use to describe my current outlook on life. Life is good. Just a boy and his Fravey. Thinking back on it, however, Gravy locking me in the closet probably doesn't say a lot for his mental stability. But, then again, there is much to be desired when it comes to my mental stability as well. We could be 2 psycho peas in a pod. Except, he doesn't seem to have any desire to be my friend.

Cadryn parks the car in the first open parking space he sees. It looks as though a trip to Wendy's is in order. Being locked away in a closet for a couple days without food or water can be taxing. Cadryn looks down upon the severed head sitting ever so perfectly on his gear shift. A makeshift shifter knob, as he sees it.

CT: Fravey, I just don't understand it. I watch the interactions that Gravy has with everyone else in the XWF, and they just don't appreciate the man like I do. I commend his accomplishments, I give him gifts, I do everything in my power to be his friend, while he does everything in his power to push me away.

Fravey: Well, Cadryn, it could be because the voice that he hears is continually telling him to kill you.

CT: That's true, Fravey. I find it odd that he hears voices in his head, I mean, at least I don't have that issue.

Fravey: Are you sure about that, Caddypoo?

CT: Of course I'm sure of that, Fravey! Why do you feel the need to question every decision I make? You act like I'm some sort of psychopath or something.

Fravey: ..You kind of are. You're carrying on a conversation with me, a dead, severed head. That speaks volumes about your sanity.

Cadryn pulls out his phone and begins going through some of the recent XWF promo's that have been posted. It appears as though Graves has cut yet another promo about his match with Robbie Bourbon this Saturday night.

CT: Fravey, I'm beginning to seriously worry about Graves. All jokes and pet names aside, this man is really starting to become unhinged. I feel like we need to step in and help him take control of his life.

Fravey: You realize that he was going to kill us right? Well, kill you. I'm already dead. But, he was totally going to kill you and it's like you couldn't care less. What is so great about this man that it's worth risking your life? The man is nuttier than squirrel shit.

CT: Honestly, we're alike in a lot of ways. And, aside from you, I've never had a friend before.

Fravey: I'm not your friend, you idiot. I'm you, pretending to be someone else, who is probably pretending to be someone else.

CT: Why must you say the things that hurt me the most, Fravey? We're best friends, and I understand that it's hard for you. Being that your just a severed, rotting, head and what not. However, Graves needs our help. Together, we're going to help him exercise this demon that haunts him. If there's going to be another man inside of Graves, it's going to be me!

Fravey: Uh, what? And you wonder why the entire world thinks you're gay..

CT: Uncalled for, Fravey. Uncalled for.

Fravey: First and foremost, you need to be concentrating on your match with Justin Sayn this Saturday. Graves is always going to be psychotic, we'll have plenty of time to figure him out. If you want to keep that belt around your waste, you need to devote yourself to this match and forget about Graves for the time being.

CT: You expect me to just forget about Graves? Impossible! Plus, it's not like Justin Sayn actually stands a chance against us. We talk about ourselves being unhinged, shit, that man is way more unhinged than any of us could ever hope to be.

Fravey: Is it true he cut off half of his face with a potato peeler?

CT: Well, apparently, it was actually a cheese grater. But also, he apparently only had half of a real face to begin with? Something about childhood trauma, and using playdoh to replenish one half of his missing face. I don't know.

Fravey: Also, didn't he like, go to the arena almost a week early to try and find you?

CT: Yeaaaaah. For whatever reason he thought I would be there waiting for him? I mean, I really don't understand the guys tactics. I'm beginning to wonder if he's actually autistic or has downs syndrome. I wouldn't feel good about myself if I accidentally beat up a mentally handicapped individual.

Fravey: Well, you did lay waste to Jim Caedus. Practically the same thing.

CT: You've got me there. Either way, Justin Sayn is just a very minor speed bump on the road to excellence in the XWF. Saturday I fight him for my TV Title and then the next Saturday maybe I'll fight Chris Chaos for his title, you never know.

Fravey: That's a lie, I do know. You'll never get anywhere near Chris Chaos, you're kind of a scrub.

CT: It could happen..

Fravey: No it couldn't, quit being an idiot.

Cadryn sighs and puts his head down before opening the car door to step out.

CT: Anyways, I'll be right back, I need to get myself a Whopper, I'm starved.

Fravey: Burger King makes Whoppers, you can't get that at Wendy's.

CT: You don't tell me how to live my life, Fravey.

Cadryn exits the car and makes his way through the entrance. Cadryn stands patiently in line as he waits to make his order, losing himself in his thoughts.

CT: You know, maybe Fravey was right, maybe I should concentrate more on my match than on Graves. But, it's hard to ignore a guy who was hate fucking a pack of spoiled bologna. I mean, you can't leave a guy like that alone. Especially if you have deli meat anywhere in the vicinity. It definitely explains why his house was so dirty, and disgusting. I mean, how may people has this man made up in his life just get by? He says the axe murder thing was just a metaphor, but I'm beginning to think he actually did murder his family. This also, in the oddest of ways, excites me a little. Just something else for us to share, stories of our murders!

Cadryn has finally made it to the front of the line. A short, skinny, nerdy gentleman with glasses and a slight lisp begins to take his order.

Cashier: Welcome to Wendy's, would you like to try our Baconator meal, today?

CT: No thank you, my good man. I'd like to get a Whopper meal with onion rings and a medium Coke.

Cashier: Uh, this is Wendy's, not Burger King. We don't sell the Whopper here.

CT: Oh come on. Can you at least do your best to recreate the Whopper for me?

Cashier: Um, one second.

CT: One Second..?

Cadryn's eyes begin to twitch a little. It's apparent that those two words are a trigger for our champion. Cadryn begins to shake slightly as he clinches his fist in anger.

CT: ONE SECOND? I'LL SHOW YOU ONE SECOND!

Cadryn grabs the register and lifts it off of the counter. Suddenly, he throws it the unsuspecting employee and his manager. Cadryn climbs over the counter and begins screaming at employees.

CT: I WON THAT MATCH, YOU IDIOTS. I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ONE SECONDS WORTH OF TIME, I WAS THE WINNER. I AM THE CHAMPION, DON'T YOU SEE THE BELT, THE BELT MEANS I WON THE MATCH.

Oh no, this isn't good. It looks like Cadryn has begun body slamming employees left and right. Cadryn climbs on top of whatever piece of machinery he can and begins giving elbows off the top of them on to anyone laying around the kitchen. It's a massacre! Cadryn has gone berserk. As quick as the situation escalated, it was over. A mass of bodies strung around the kitchen as Cadryn stands over them victorious. Just then a voice begins ringing in his ears.

Fravey: Dude, get a grip.

It's at this point Cadryn realizes it was all a day dream. Cadryn hasn't stepped outside of the car yet. He never entered in to the restaurant and he never laid waste to the entirety of the Wendy's staff.

CT: Holy shit, Fravey. That was a very vivid day dream. It seems as though I went on a rampage inside of Wendy's because they didn't have the Whopper and they asked me to wait “One Second”.

Fravey: Well, lucky for you none of that actually occurred. Let's face it, half of those employees are probably stronger than you anyways.

CT: That hurts, Fravey. That hurts. Well, to ensure that doesn't happen, let's just go to Burger King, shall we?

Fravey: Will you get me one of those crowns to wear?

CT: Of course, sweetie.

Cadryn and Fravey drive off, on their way to Burger King for their next adventure.

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