The Jeep pulls up into the parking lot of the LA Zoo. It was located conveniently behind Universal Studios, so the drive was easy, and they figured they would have a day to themselves. The XWF's resident power couple making just another public appearance.

As both doors shut, Chris in his XWF=CHAOS tee and shorts and Jenny in a crop top and yoga pants hit the zoo with the grace only they could exude.

Jenny had her earbud headphones in.

Chris looked at her inquisitively under his sunglasses.

"Whatcha listening to?"

"Puerto Rican artist called Daddy Yankee. Heard of him?"

Chris laughed to himself.

"I grew up in Florida. On the Gulf of MEXICO. That Spanish stuff is everywhere. Yes, I've heard of him."

She is dancing along to the beat a little "gasolina....." as they walk from the car to the front gates.

"What happened to, "I'm a rocker chick?"

"I am and always will be, but I am allowed to like and appreciate othr culture's music, right?"

He shrugs.

"But if I had this as my intro music, would you be able to take me seriously?"

"Probably not" he answered.

"Exactly my point".

"Chris.......did I say that Neville CAN'T drink Scotch? Did I say he CAN'T like Mozart or Italian classical? Did I say he CAN'T do anything? No. All I said was if you are going to have a gimmick and push an image down someone's throat, just make sure it makes one iota of sense, ya know?"

Chris nodded, looking down at the park map through his fancy Oakley Shades.

They were at the LA Zoo, which was conveniently right behind Universal Studios. Jenny wanted to see the animals, and just like the TV Title this weekend, Jenny gets what Jenny wants.

"Can you believe the nerve of Jack Cain? I mean, it's bad enough he had the personality of a wet dish towel, but for him to take shots at you?"

Chris nodded, still looking at the map.

"He did say he would give me a TV title shot......."

She scoffed. "Come on, Chris......that belt is mine and you know it."

He smiled to himself. "It's all yours, hun."

"Can you figure out where the hell we are going! I wanna see the monkeys!"

Chris points at a spot on the map, and then points in a direction.

"And you know what is crazy? I was terrible to Neville and the country that he is supposedly from in my web feed, and all he did was whine and cry about how he has the right to drink and listen to whatever he wants. He isn't an English scholar, he is no better than a hipster in Teeva sandals who is told he can't vape inside. "But, it's not tobacco and the law says tobacco is illegal!" Just shut the fuck up and go outside. If Neville's wrestling moves are half as bad as his trashtalk, I may not even need to stretch for this match!"

They walk to the area where the monkey's are. But on the way they pass the big cat exhibit. There is a narrator with some stupid accent. He sounds kind of like Nevile, or some shit.

"I happen to know that Jack has weak knees and a weak back. I happen to know that he doesn't recover as quick from injuries as other people may. I happen to know that Jack Cain is a bit slower on his feet than other people may be. Deep down, I am a predator. I am like an animal. Chris, if you have taught me anything, it is to pick my spots. I may be blonde but I am not stupid. I know just going in straight on versus Cain is a very bad idea. But if I exploit his weaknesses........"

She watches the big screen as the big mother cat sneaks up on the unsuspecting water buffalo.

"With lions, ironically, it is the female who does most of the hunting. She is the provider. It doesn't matter the size of the prey. Prey is prey. Jack Cain is my prey this week. All he slings is sex insults, so shallow. I am going to the jugular this week. I am going to bleed him out."


The video continues playing as they approach: "The water buffalo is big and strong, but it has tender flesh under its neck that the lioness can sense. The water buffalo weighs almost a ton, whereas the lioness weighs only a few hundred pounds. The lioness never backs down, because the goal she has is more than a weight difference can provide........"

"Not only do they have that in common......but they kind of look similar. Both are ugly as fuck."

The video continues: "The water buffalo often tries to use its size to intimidate other possible predators, but the lioness is unwavering."

"Jack Cain tries to throw his weight around, literally, and thinks he is intimidating me with his massive size and stature. He got pretty aggressive in that last line. He snorted and blew out air like a buffalo that was agitated. But that is all it is. Air blowing. The real possibility of losing his title to someone my size is catching up to him, and he cant handle it."

I would walk through barbed wire just to get a chance to break every bone in your body. I'd go barefoot over broken glass just for the chance to avoid pissin' on you if you were on fire (I know you normally charge guys for that, but we live in a consumer society, so I can't blame ya).

"Psssht. Just watch, watch the screen."

The lioness jumps the much larger buffalo. She goes straight for the neck, the weak spot.

"Jack that is your back and your knees. That is your ear, your nose, all of your injuries. You want to walk over glass and barbed wire because you know your looks are hopeless. You know that no matter what atrocities happen to you, you can't look any worse. So tell me this.....do you really believe that people DON'T want to see me? I mean, is there a brain between those puffy ears of yours? Do you really think that going through all that pain will make you cooler? Give you more appeal? You're out of your mind. This is a consumer driven culture. People want a product that looks, tastes, smells and works the best. And based on what I am told, I am all of those..........

She winks at the screen and sticks her tongue out between her teeth.

They continue to walk toward the monkeys.

"I mean, for real, Chris, most of his promo was about you! He knows he is in over his head. He knows I bring more to the table than he can handle. He knows I almost upset him in that battle royal. He knows I am going to upset him this week. It is a common tactic.....when you divert your insults to someone else close to the subject, you know you are beaten. He may be oversized in all the right places, according to him, but I am perfect in all the right ones just the same. Just because Jack hasn't been laid since the last bicentennial he has to throw shade at me?"

The sign says "GORILLA ENCLOSURE, 100 YARDS"

They continue to walk. Jenny pops open a water bottle and takes a sip.

"Jack Cain, the brooding, deep, poetic freak. He plays it off as being so full of mystique and intrigue, but I see it as a facade also. I come at you with something new every single time. He comes at me with the same damn thing. He comes at me with the sexual puns, the loose pussy jokes.......I am not even going to let myself get worked up over it. You see, I am so confident I can win this match I am just going to have a good day. Why cry over spilled milk, ya know?"

Chris nods.


They reach the gorilla enclosure and immediately they both laugh to themselves. One male gorilla is fucking a female gorilla, with her hands pressed up against the glass like a mistress in the shower.

After a lengthy giggle session she pokes Chris with her elbow.

"They are only a chromosome away from us......and they can do it anywhere! Let's see Jack Cain make fun of gorillas in his next promo and then maybe his argument will have merit. Can you imagine that?"

She clears her throat. She then talks in a deep, robotic voice.

"Jenny, you're nothing but a gorilla! You fuck any other gorilla that comes onto you, and you don't care where you are! I am so big and bad and tough, that I would let you rip my arms off and take a gorilla shit down my throat just to prove a point that I am tougher than you. I'd smash my head into the gorilla glass just to show I am man enough."

She clears her throat again.

"We get it Jack, you're insecure so you have to tell us how tough you are. Just stop it, you sound pathetic. Women go through periods, childbirth.......you could never comprehend. Sure, you're a fighter......but on Saturday Night you're in a fight that you just cannot win........"

The monkey's finish fucking. She walks over and asks an attendant if they have names.

"Yeah, well, the female....she just got here. She was asserting herself into the community by letting the alpha male fuck her........we named her Jenny...."

She cut him off.

"That's perfect."

She pats the man on the shoulder, walking away.

"Perfection".