Newark International Airport
Wednesday, March 7, 2018
1:20 pm Eastern Standard Time

Pestalance sits in a terminal amongst the masses waiting for his flight to begin boarding. We can see the Bluetooth headphones in his ears as he is in mid conversation on his phone.

Yo B, this is the most ridiculous shit I’ve ever had to deal with in my life!

A woman a few seats down cut Pest an unhappy glance as her unruly children run laps around the seats.

Naw man, you don’t understand the bullshit I had to watch today.

Frustration builds on the faces of both Pest and the woman as the conversation continues.

Not a big deal…Not a big deal????? I had to watch a handicap nigga fuck himself in the ass with a giant dildo!!!!

The woman has had enough.

Hey motherfucka! Watch your damn mouth! I got kids here!

Mouth agape, Pest looks over at the woman before placing his palm upwards. The woman shakes her head and looks away as Pest continues his conversation.

Yo straight up, these cats are gonna have to triple my pay for this match. Dis aint cool fam.

Pest listens to the other end.

Well check it, I’m flighin straight to Australia from Cali so you’re in charge while I’m gone. Please don’t let my club burn to the ground. And tell DJ Cokeface (for the record “DJ Cokeface” is not the DJ’s name) to come to work sober for a change before I fire his ass.

More listening.

Word…Holla!

Pest ends the call and begins scrolling through the XWF homepage when he comes across Sebasstian Dyke’s promo. Pest closes his eyes, tilts his head back and speaks silently to himself.

Oh dear god…please no more ass fucking.

Pest takes a deep breath looks at his phone and presses play on the video. We all get a view of Sebasstian’s “Five simple rules.” After the promo ends, Pest blankly stares at his phone blinking his eyes before laughing hysterically.

*HAHAHAHA* YO!!!! *HAHAHAHA* WHAT DA FUCK, SON! *HAHAHAHA* OH MY GOD!!! *HAHAHAHA*

The lady angrily looks at Pest once again as he contains himself. This time Pest gives the lady the finger and mouths “Fuck You!” Pest then removes his headphones and speak into the camera.

I don’t know what I did to deserve this match. Honestly, whatever it is, I wish I could take it all back. You Know, all week I’ve been super psyched about stepping into the ring and competing in this company. But fuck man…these two are killing my vibe something serious.

This trip to Australia could have been lit if it wasn’t for these two jackasses.

Pest rubs his face with both hands attempting to wipe away the frustration.

The sad part is I warned them. I warned them to just stay away. Don’t say anything to either one of us and don’t show up for the match. Live to fight another day. But did either one of them listen to me?

Pest shake his head.

Nope. And so now with the assistance of Wraith, I’m gonna have to bash your skulls in. It’s sad really, cause it didn’t have to be this way. I mean…you’re gonna take an L regardless. Could have taken one without getting fucked up.

But it is what it is at this point. After I take care of business in Cali, I’ll make my way to Australia to take care of you two.

And who knows, maybe I can still make this trip dope. Hell, maybe I’ll fuck two bitches after I fuck up two bitches. The shorties in Australia are ripe for the picking.

Pest chuckles to himself before continues

And apparently Wraith is already over there. And being that he has a particular set of skills, skills that he has acquired over a very long career. Skills that make him a nightmare for people like you. When you two do arrive in the land down under, maybe he’ll look for you, maybe he’ll find you.

Pest looks over both shoulders before leaning in close and whispering into the camera.

And maybe he’ll kill you. ***

Pest smiles and leans back in his chair.

Good luck!

Holla at cha later bitches!


*** The actions of Wraith do not represent Pestalance in any way shape or form...In other words HE DON'T KNOW DIS NIGGA!!!!!