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Sucker Brunch; Mark Cannon & the Amazing Duo
Topic Started: Mar 5 2015, 10:49 AM (32 Views)
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From one extreme to another... we find the Amazing Duo faring much better in the daylight hours. It's mid-morning the day after Fallout and they've found themselves a nice little pub that serving brunch. Despite the fact both have plenty of reasons to have a drink in front of them, neither partake in it. I wonder what has them uninterested in alcohol... oh, well. Not important. What's important is that the siblings are having a pleasant meal together.

Johnny: "I figure just because I didn't win that match it doesn't mean I'm out of the running. I could earn a Fighting Spirit title shot another way. I mean, in professional wrestling are you ever really down for the count?"

Brittany shrugs her shoulders and stabs a strawberry with her fork.

Brittany: "I suppose if you suffer a career ending injury?"

Johnny cringes at the thought. She's right. That's not a good thought, though. Brittany shrugs and pops the strawberry into her mouth.

Johnny: "Well, let's just hope that doesn't happen to either one of us."

Still a tad shellshocked at the thought he COULD be injured, Johnny turns his attention to his pancakes. He pokes them with his fork and slides his knife through them, cutting neat little squares.

A very hungover and very hungry Mark Cannon enters the pub. He's wearing large sunglasses, a very crinkled suit and still has glitter covering his hair from last night's party. He looks over and spots the Amazing Duo.

Cannon: Shit...

He looks over at Brittany, wondering if he'll be spotted. He sucks in his gut and goes over to the table. Flashes of what he did to her comes back. He was high off his rocker for most of the match. He screws his courage to the sticking place and marches over to the table.

Cannon: Hey. Listen. Brittany...I...I...may have gotten carried away I-

The siblings stare up at him with very different expressions. Brittany - surprised and a little anxious. Johnny, on the other hand... his fingers tighten on his utensils, squeezing them as if they they were able of being strangled. It's when Mark stammers and starts to explain himself that Johnny's face gives us the first hint of his true feelings - he's pissed.

Johnny: "If you apologize I will beat you to death."

Brittany's eyes dart towards Johnny. He utters the warning in the most matter-of-factly tone you can possibly imagine. I guess a vague disclaimer is nobody's friend.

Cannon: Don't be mad at me because your sister can win a fucking match.

Mark moves his attention over to Brittany.

Cannon: I don't know why Quincy ever bothered with Johnny, when you're the real star of the Amazing Duo. You should consider dumping this lame duck and join up with me. Come on Brittany...you're the best friend I have here...I'd hate to lose you to few misplaced punches. Think of all the support you've given Johnny, and how many times he's let you down. You're the one winning Main Events. You're the one who's actually earned a place in the Summit.

You thought Johnny was squeezing those utensils before.... there's a very good chance he's thinking of placing that knife in Mark's throat. However, Johnny says nothing. Brittany is the one put on the spot. She looks from Mark to Johnny, and then her eyes snap back to Mark's when he starts elevating her by putting Johnny down.

Brittany: "He's... he's not let me down, Mark."

Brittany frowns and looks down at her plate, struggling with the Johnny vs. Mark experience she's currently caught up in. It's much harder when Mark is being THIS Mark.

Brittany: "I can't... I won't abandon him. He's my brother. And you... how am I supposed to trust you after what you did? I never thought you would do something like that to me. I'm the only one that's stood by. Your own sister is after your head and I... I'm the one that you feel the need to take down?"

I'm not sure if her words are meant to wound Mark, but they certainly look like she's wounding herself with them.

Brittany: "What you did... it was..."

Johnny: "It's what you always do. Whatever the hell you want."

Johnny steps in when Brittany is at a loss for words.

Johnny: "And you think you can make it okay with an apology and some bullshit ass kissing? Real life has consequences, Mark. They aren't always the kind you can fix with an apology. Especially when you don't even fucking mean it."

Cannon: You don't know, Johnny. Look at you. Your pretty face and your straight-boy body. I've had to work twice as hard as you to even be considered in this industry. I've had men put their boot to my face, telling me I'm nothing because of who I am. Now I have the power and you can't handle it. I bet it kills you to see a fag like me best you at every turn. How does that feel Johnny? To know your training is amounting to nothing?

He turns back to Brittany.

Cannon: My offer still stands. My offer will always stand. You're ten times stronger than your brother. You deserve more than him.

Brittany looks away from Mark, giving him no answer.

Johnny: "Boo-fucking-hoo."

Johnny finally releases the utensils and lays them down on the table.

Johnny: "I'm tired of everything being about you being gay, Mark. Newsflash: there are people who don't give a shit if you like girls or if you like boys. There are a lot of assholes in the world that will judge you on shit like that, but there's two people sitting at this table who didn't."

He rises up from his seat, standing to look eye to eye with Mark.

Johnny: "Those two people actually liked you and wanted to be with you. But those are the two people that you threw away for what? A piece of gold to wrap around your waist? Well, congratulations. How does it feel to be the one with your boot to my face calling me garbage? Does that make you a better person than them?"

There's an eerie calm to Johnny's voice yet his eyes burn with intensity, at least until they start to well up just the tiniest bit.

Johnny: "We're done here."

Johnny throws his napkin onto the table and rounds Mark to head to the door. Brittany looks up at Mark. She rises from her seat and gently lays her napkin on the table.

Brittany: "I'm sorry, Mark."

Brittany speaks to Mark with far more compassion in her voice than Johnny dared to have. She starts lay a hand on him, but stops herself before contact. She shakes her head and follows Johnny out the door.
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