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Cadryn Tiberius · **02-03-2017, 08:30 AM**

Burger King..

Well, I've finally made it. With all that has happened in the past week, it feels good to finally get my hands on the Whopper I've been craving. I've got a lot on my mind, as anyone in my position would. First and foremost, RANDOM and X Vega. Savage is a day away, and I need to get myself in a mindset to win. Especially considering, I actually have no idea what page my Gravy is on. One minute he has this wife, beautiful house, kids, and he's a used car salesman somewhere in Pittsburgh. Now, apparently, he's just a guy who wraps bologna around his peebug, beating it ferociously, all while using his tears as lube. But, then again, I actually don't know if that's true either? One thing is for certain, though. No matter how crazy that son of a bitch is, I can count on him to have my back tomorrow. Whether he want's to be my friend, I don't know. He says he does, Satan Gravy says he doesn't, so honestly I'm just gonna hope he doesn't kill me after the match. Okay, so realistically, I can't even say that he is for sure going to have my back. For all I know he'll come down to the ring with a fist full of bologna and get arrested for indecent exposure.

Let's hope that doesn't happen..

As I sit here inside of the Burger King playplace, eating my Whopper, and drinking my Coca-Cola, I realize it reminds me of a better time in my life. My mother used to bring me here every Friday. We'd get our food and come in here, and as I went off and played she did her crossword puzzles, and talked to the other parents around the room. It's amazing how someone can put on a show for others so well. If only they knew the torment I was inevitably about to receive as I grew older. But, I digress. No use in dwelling on the past.

Just then Cadryn is approached by a young woman, it's safe to assume she is the parent of one of the many children playing in the play place. She sits at the table beside of his, and begins to strike up a conversation.

Parent: So which one of these cuties is yours, cutie?

CT: Ah, well. None of them, actually. Which one is yours?

Parent: My little ray of sunshine is playing in the ball pit over there, by herself.

CT: Aw, well she is very beautiful.

Parent: Well, thank you. So, if you have no children in here, what brings you to the playplace? You looking to pick up one of us single mothers?

CT: Definitely not. I have no interest in women. I come here because it reminds me of a better time in my life, and I enjoy looking at kids.

Parent: Uh..I think it's time that we left. Come Lillian, we need to go.

CT: Oh shit. I didn't mean it like that ma'am. I apologize.

Parent: Whatever, pervert. I should call the cops.

CT: Oh, it's like that is it? Well, I have a surprise for you then! As it turns out, I lied to you. I'm sure that's pretty common for you, seeing as you're a 40 year old single mother, I imagine men lie to you all the time. I mean, at one point the father of your spawn said he'd be there for the long haul, it's pretty apparent he lied. But, again, I digress. Let me introduce you to my child.

Cadryn stands up and cups his hands around his mouth to increase the volume of his shouting.

CT: OH GRAVVVVVVVVVVYYYYY.

Suddenly, like a fucking geyser full of crazy, Graves shoots up out of the ball pit. I'm not sure how his big ass hid in there undetected, but he managed to submerge himself for as long as need be, apparently. Without warning Gravy grabs Lillian, picks her up above his head, and powerbombs her straight down into the ball pit. He powerbombed this little girl so hard, she sank to the bottom of the ball pit.

Parent: LILLIAN, OH MY GOD YOU MONSTER!

CT: CHRIST, GRAVES I THOUGHT YOU WERE JUST GONNA SCARE HER?! YOU FUCKING POWERBOMBED HER TO HELL. LITERALLY, SHE PROBABLY WENT THROUGH THE FLOOR AND IS NOW SITTING INFRONT OF SATAN HIMSELF.

Sorry..

No we're not..

Shut up..

You shut up..

CT: BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP. I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS, WE NEED TO LEAVE BEFORE SUPER SOCCER MOM CALLS THE FRIGGIN COPS ON US. I SWEAR, I CAN'T TAKE YOU KIDS ANYWHERE. YOU'RE BOTH GROUNDED.

Cadryn grabs Gravy by the arm, and proceeds to walk him towards the exit of the building and to Cadryn's car.

CT: Look, we have to leave, like now. Get in the car. It's apparent that I can't leave you to your own devices, Graves. You'll either kill someone else, or you'll screw up and miss our match tomorrow, and that's just not going to happen. So from now, until at least Sunday, you're staying with me, so that I can keep my eye on you. And I swear to God, if you try and kill me in my sleep..

We're gonna kill him in his sleep.

No we're not.

Yes. We. Are.

..Maybe we will.

CT: WHAT DID I JUST SAY?! KILLING CADRYN IN HIS SLEEP IS OFF LIMITS..Now, buckle your seat belts, and let's get out of here before all 3 of us get arrested. Oh. My. God. I'm referring to you as two separate people. God help me, I may have caught a strain of crazy..

Out of the blue, you can hear a plastic bag ruffling in the back seat of the car.

CT: Gravy, leave him alone.

I didn't touch that bag..

For once I agree, we didn't touch that bag.

Silence grips the car for a moment before being broken by a familiar voice.

Fravey: I told you, you're craaaaaaaazy!

CT: Oh, Goddammit.

Did that severed head just talk?

CT: WAIT, YOU HEARD IT?

Naw, just wanted to see how you'd react.

Kill him.

Stop it.

CT: Fuckin' Graves..

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