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| The scene is the Chicago International Airport ::The camera fades in and we see Snake Eyes sitting in an airport chair reading a comic book. Zooming in on the comic book we notice that he is reading 'The Amazing Spider-Man'. The camera zooms out and focuses on Snake Eyes once more. He continues reading his comic book for awhile until a message begins over the intercom:: Flight 184 to Los Angeles, now boarding rows one through eleven ::Snake Eyes stands up and growls, he realizes that it's his turn to board the plane:: Snake Eyes: Awright, I guess it's time to get on the freakin' plane. ::Snake Eyes stands in line for a little while. Eventually he gets up to the front of the line and hands the ticket taker his ticket and walks through the little tunnel thing you go through when you board a plane. He gets on the plane, looks down at his ticket, and goes to sit down:: :: Perhaps by coincidence, maybe on purpose the man sitting next to Snake Eyes is none other than everyone's favorite announcer... Simon Marsh. At first Snake Eyes doesn't recognize the man, but looks at him strangely as if he's seen him before. Simon acts surprised to see Snake Eyes sitting next to him and begins to speak:: Simon Marsh: Why, Snake Eyes. What a pleasant surprise for us to sit side by side on this wonderful TWA jet plane. How are you doing Snake? ::Snake Eyes then recognizes the man. He looks at him strangely for another moment then replies to his question in a rather sugar coated way:: Snake Eyes: Yes, I'm sure our four hour plane ride will be pleasant with each other's company. I'm doing fine, thank you. How are you? Simon Marsh: Oh, me? I'm doing as good as I ever am, I suppose. ::Snake Eyes' mood suddenly changes into an almost animallike attitude:: Snake Eyes: That's excellent. Now, cut to the chase I know you didn't get a plane ticket next to me just to chit chat about the weather or the 2000 Summer Olympics. Now, what did you want to talk about? ::Simon looks hurt for a moment, but that moment quickly passes and he regains his composure to talk to Snake Eyes. But before he can speak the plane begins to move. Simon nearly jumps out of his seat at the sudden movement:: Simon Marsh: Oh, ok. Well, you're right Snake Eyes, I did purposely get a seat next to you on this plane. How I got it is unimportant. However there are many questions I long to ask you. ::Snake Eyes, who doesn't seem much in the mood to answer questions of any sort, looks at Simon angrily. Then, his hardened face softens a bit and he looks at Simon again:: Snake Eyes: I'm not really in the mood right now, Simon. But since you went through all the 'trouble' of getting a seat next to me, I'm going to answer them anyway. Shoot. ::Simon Marsh looks very childlishy happy that Snake Eyes will answer his questions. He pulls a crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket and begins to read from it in monotone:: Simon Marsh: Okay... How-do-you-think-things- are-going-for-you-in-the-TWW? Snake Eyes: Well, despite my excellent record of no wins, one draw, and three losses. I think I'm doing good in the league. I mean, I've been going head to head with the biggest stars in Tidal Wave Wrestling and come with a great experience. I mean, I've learned a lot from facing these men and that, overall, will help my wrestling repertoire. ::Marsh pauses, for only a second, to take in what Snake Eyes just said. He begins to speak once more:: Snake Eyes: I may have come out with only losses, but it all adds up in the end. How many times did many of the greatest wrestlers in history today lose? Many times, but they all came out on top in the end with many prestigious titles. ::Just then a stewardess comes by their row with a tray of drinks and peanuts:: Stewardess: Sorry to interrupt your conversation, but would you two like a drink? How about some peanuts? Snake Eyes: I'll take ten packages of peanuts and a tomato juice, with ice. Simon Marsh: I'll take a martini and a package of peanuts, if I could. ::The lady hands them their food and drink then goes on to the next row. You can hear her asking the row behind them the same question. Snake Eyes rips open one of the packages of peanuts and starts eating them:: Simon Marsh: Alright, what happened at Lightning how did you lose to Hardcore King Stuck? The newcomer took you out in less than 10 minutes? What happened there? ::Snake Eyes looks disgusted at the last question, almost as if Simon brought up the worst subject possible:: Snake Eyes: Look, what happened on Friday was a fluke for King Suck. He managed to pull a fast one. I had a lot on my mind that night, I didn't even want to show for the match. But when the going gets tough, I have to show up. I don't want to get fired for not coming to the frickin' match. I'm not gonna lie to you here, King Suck did do what very few ever do, and that's beat me. Whether I'm concentrating or not, very few come out of a match with me, with a win. So, although it was a fluke 'King' you did come out big. Simon Marsh: I see. But how are you coping to the stress of wrestling. And what, exactly, was on your mind Friday? Snake Eyes: To make a long story short, my mom died of cancer last week and I had to be with her in his last moments. So, I had, not only King Suck to compete with on Friday, I also had the fight for my mother's life on my mind. It's been rough not having my mom around to talk to every day. But I'm sure I'll get used to it. ::Just then the intercom turns on and the plane swerves a little bit:: A pivotal part of our right wing has fallen off in flight please follow crash landing procedures. Mayday fade to black... |
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