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Melanie Crayzee Childs · **06-18-2020, 03:36 PM**

MIAMI, FLORIDA

THE MISFITS TRAINING CENTER

The voices they are a returning.....

These voices aren't a good thing for me........

It makes me act Crazy...... Crayzeier than normal.....

Not a lot of people relate to me..... I don't relate to a lot of people either.......

I told you all once before what I need to do to get rid of VOICES........

Come on Melanie, you want to hear from me....

NO!!!

Come on Melanie, let me in.....

I SAID NO!!!

You know you want tooooo

HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY THIS..... NO.... NOW FUCK OFFFFFFFFFF.

I open my eyes and feel the pleasure of someone between my legs. That feeling felt GOOD. That feeling allowed me to take my mind off of my voices.

I run my fingers through his hair as he continues between my legs..... I finally let go..... And it's then that those voices who were bubbling back to the surface, quickly disappear back into the nether regions of my brain.

Speaking of the nether regions... I push the head away, and roll away.

"Hey what gives!!! I thought you were enjoying that?"

"It's time for you to go..... I got my fix."

"But what about my fix?"

"It's about me. I told you this when I brought you back here. Now fuck off."

I heard him grumpily move around the bed.

"Wait."

I got out of bed, fully naked. I walked over to a table and grabbed some cash. I turned and threw it at him.

"That's our deal. I want you gone by the time I finish my shower."

The look on his face would break someone's heart. It didn't break mine. I didn't care. Like I said I got my fix. I headed for the shower.

Two minutes after getting in the shower I heard my side door slam. Good, he was gone.

Ten minutes later, I was refreshed, and fully dressed, I walked back out into my bedroom and stared at the wall. I shook my head, what a waste.

I had a big picture of Vita Valenteen, my idol, on my bedroom wall.

All I knew was she had disappeared from the XWF and now someone new called Miss Fury Bitch had taken her place. What a waste. I started singing a little tune as I stood there.

"Tula, Tula, Tula....... Tula, Tula, Tula..... Tula Tula........ Tula One.... Tula Two...."

I decided to go out to the Misfits Training Center and do a little bit of training. I made my way through into the Training Center and saw everyone training their asses off. I looked over at where my stablemate, Kris The Hammer Von Bonn, usually worked out, and this morning he was going to town on the boxing bag. More so than usual. Something seemed wrong.

So I made my way over to the boxing bag area, and just stood there waiting. He seemed angrier. He suddenly stopped and saw me.

"What crawled up your ass?"

"What?"

"It means what the hell is wrong with you? You are giving that punching bag more workout than usual!"

"Fuck off Melanie, I'm not in the mood,"

"Oh don't be like that, Kris. I'm just here to ask you what's wrong. Surely it can't be about your next match?"

He turned back around giving me a murderous look on his face.

"I said fuck off.... leave me alone... NOW!"

I raised my hands in the air, knowing it was fruitless to continue.

"Okay, okay, I'm going. I'll leave in peace."

I walked off. What a bastard he can sometimes be. I decided to skip away which I did.

THE MISFITS COMMUNICATION ROOM

The camera fades in to the Communication Room of the Misfits, and standing looking at two photos on a wall was Melanie 'Crayzee' Childs. One was of Tula Keali'i.

"Look at that beautiful smile, doesn't that just warm your heart? You are so sexy Tula, it's a shame I have to face you on Savage. It's just too savage to think about."

Melanie looks at the other photo. That of Gage Gannon.

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Melanie shakes her head.

"You did well on Wednesday taking care of my stablemate Kris The Hammer Von Bonn, Gage, but I'm afraid that's where your wellness stops. Hey Tula, how about you and I team up and take care of Gage before making some sweet music together? Doesn't that sound like fun?"

Melanie takes one last look at Tula's photo, whistles, and turns around to face the camera.

"The offer is there for you to accept Tula? But I doubt you are woman enough to accept, and that's just a shame. That smiles compliments you. You compliment you. But that being said. Next Savage, that Triple Threat match is mine. I like Three Ways more than anyone else, but a different kind. That reminds me of a little song....

'Tula and Gannon sitting in a tree
Watching me

Tula and Gannon lying in the ring
The ref counts 1... 2... 3..
I win."

Melanie starts giggling before looking into the camera.

"How about I give you my number Tula, and we can organise something for after our match on Saturday Night? Would you like that? I would!"

"But as for you Gage, you won't be so lucky. Your short taste of success will be brief. Very brief. By the time I am through with you, you are gonna wish that you would put yourself inside a washing machine, in order to get away from me.

"Like I said guys. I'm winning Saturday. You can play who wants to be pinned?"

And with that Melanie skips off singing:

"Tula and Gannon sitting in a tree
Watching Me

Tula and Gannon lying in a ring
The ref counts 1.... 2... 3...
I win."

The camera fades out.

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