[[That day when hell freezes over has come soon. And boy, I've never seen Satan wearing a parka before. Amazing. Well, if you haven't already known, Nathanial finally won that title...]]

[[Camera fades into Casa De Belvedere...where Team Alcohol and Nathanial Rezno Glore are residing...Nathanial walking around with his title...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Mr. Belvedere, can you believe it?!?

Mr. Belvedere: Believe what?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Believe that I won the title!

Mr. Belvedere: Oh...yes, it's a very good job. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to put this ship into a bottle.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Oh c'mon Mr. B, show some love for your champ!

Mr. Belvedere: Very good job Nathanial, now...I have more important things to do.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: What's more important than my winning the title?

Mr. Belvedere: My ship in the bottle. Haven't you been paying attention?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I'm sorry....

[[Nathanial sulks his head and walks off...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: See...no one cares.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Shut up, no one asked you.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: You're in denial Nathanial...

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I see no river, and you call yourself a genius.

[[Nathanial shakes his head, and walks up towards Dhite, in the kitchen...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Hi hunny...

Dhite: Shhsh Nathanial...I'm busy.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I just wanted to know how you felt about living with a champion.

Dhite: Huh...oh yea, I'll get back to you hunny...I'm really busy.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Man...

Dhite: Shhhh....here, take a beer, and leave me be...

[[Nathanial grabs the beer, and walks out of the room, still sulking...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: See Nathanial, even when you win the title, no respect.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Shut up, they're all just busy.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Too busy for the FWF champion?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: They're all just busy now...

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Sure they are Nathanial, why don't you go see if Rave and Sir Richards are too busy for you...

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I think I will.

[[Nathanial walks over to the game room where Rave Rexter and Sir Richard are watching the tv...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Hey guys.

Rave Rexter: Hey, sup Nate dog?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Not much Rave...you see my title yet?

Rave Rexter: Yea...I did, it's really cool...

Nathanial Rezno Glore: You wanna go out on the town and flaunt it around?

Rave Rexter: Nah...that's ok Nate.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: How about we go over the video when I won it?

Rave Rexter: That's alright Nate man, me an Sir Richards here are already watching some videos.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Oh? Really, so what are you watching?

Rave Rexter: Right now, I'm teaching him about the rap scene, teaching him a few songs here an there.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: That's cool..I feel that. What about later?

Rave Rexter: Later? Well, Sir Richard over here has said some interest in returning to the porn industry. So we'll be going over some films to teach him the new moves.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Oh...well then...I guess I'll just be on my way...

[[Nathanial walks out of the room and back into the long, endless halls...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I told you Nathanial...they don't care about you.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: They care about me.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: They sure aren't showing it.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Like I said...they're busy.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Amazing, don't you think?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: What?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: That they're too busy to congradulate you.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I think they're just busy...deep down inside they're giving me props.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Or...they don't care.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: You know, I think you're jealous.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Why is that?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Because you didn't win the title...and no one knows you exist.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Nathanial, we won the title, and everyone knows I exist.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Details, and no one cares.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: That no one is more than you have.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: That's a low blow.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: How can it be a low blow if it's the truth?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I don't know...I'm not the genius, I'm the champion.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: The champion who has no fans.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I have fans!

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Then why aren't they giving you gifts and approval?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Just...just shut up, ok?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Alright...but we all know who's right.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Yea...me. And I'll prove it...

[[Nathanial walks into the bathroom, where Hunter Van Dam and Homosexual Pesos are...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Hey guys!

Homosexual Pesos: Holo senor...

Hunter Van Dam: ...

Nathanial Rezno Glore: So...whats up?

Homosexual Pesos: Nada senor... Hunter es borracho.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Gotcha...so what are you doing Homosexual Pesos?

Homosexual Pesos: Making sure senor Hunter no drown.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Ah...so do you wanna, I dunno...watch film of me from Sunday?

Homosexual Pesos: Que es Sabado?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: That was when I won my title...

Homosexual Pesos: Ah si senor...lo siento, es occupado.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I understand...Hunter, how about you?

Hunter Van Dam: ....

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Was that a yes?

Homosexual Pesos: Lo siento Senor, Hunter seems to be throwing up a lot...

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Damn, alright. Well, I guess I'll be going back to see Mr. Belvedere...

Homosexual Pesos: Adios senor...

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Adios Homosexual Pesos...

[[Nathanial walks out of the bathroom, depressed...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Well Nathanial...

Nathanial Rezno Glore: What do you want now?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Just to gloat Nathanial.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Gloat about what?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Me being right...and you being wrong.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: But...but...

Nathanial Rezno Glore: But nothing Nathanial, no one cares about you.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Someone has to care about me.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: But the odds of finding that person are slim to none...

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Shut up...we're leaving this place to find someone who cares.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: So where are we going?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Hah, very funny you Genius.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: But you're the funny one Nathanial, I'm the realist.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: You got a point...but still...screw you.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: C'mon...we're talking to Belvedere...

[[Nathanial walks over to the den, where Mr. Belvedere is putting his ship in the bottle...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Hey Mr. Belvedere!

[[Mr. Belvedere jumps, and smashes the ship inside the bottle...]]

Mr. Belvedere: What do you want Nathanial? You just made me ruin hundreds of hours of work.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I'm...I'm sorry Mr. Belvedere.

Mr. Belvedere: Now, what do you want?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I was just telling you that I was going out for a while, I got some thinking to do.

Mr. Belvedere: Very well Nathanial...

[[Nathanial walks out of the den...and soon we hear the front door slam shut...]]

Mr. Belvedere: Everybody! Come quickly! Set up for Nathanial's party!

Dhite: This'll be fun! Won't Nathanial be surprised?

Homosexual Pesos: Si senor...senorita...Si Dhite.

[[Camera cuts back to Nathanial walking down the street, talking to himself...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I can't believe people don't care about my win.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Well Nathanial, I told you...you are a joke.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: But people love me.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Love to laugh at you.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: With me.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: At you Nathanial, I know.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: But still, I won the belt, shouldn't I even have respect from my team mates?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: In theory Nathanial, but remember, you are a walking, talking joke.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I want a second opinion.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: But we could ask anyone and get that response.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Then lets do it.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Alright Nathanial....there, there is a homeless man.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Alright...Excuse me, sir?

[[Nathanial shakes the homeless man awake, and sits him up...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Hello sir...I'm Nathanial Rezno Glore.

Homeless Man: Hi...I'm a homeless man.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Yes, I kind of figured that out by the smell.

Homeless Man: It's Michael Jordan's newest cologne.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Figures.

Homeless Man: Yea, it was charity. Some company gave away hundreds of boxes of them.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Big surprise on their part. Anyways, I have to ask you a question.

Homeless Man: Sure...as long as its not about Vietnam, I didn't know she was 11. Honestly.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Of course you didn't. But it isn't about them, it's about me.

Homeless Man: Who are you again?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Nathanial Rezno Glore.

Homeless Man: Never heard of you boy.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Even better. Say...do you think I'm a joke?

Homeless Man: A joke? No...not really.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: See? I told you...I'm not a joke.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Yes...but he's also never heard of you.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Who cares? He doesn't think I'm a joke.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: I don't think we can count him.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Who cares?

Homeless Man: Are you alright dude?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Huh?

Homeless Man: You're like talking to yourself.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Oh...that's normal.

Homeless Man: And I thought I had it bad. Want some of my whiskey?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Would I?!?!

[[Nathanial grabs the whiskey out of his hand ans starts to chug it down...]]

Homeless Man: Careful boy.....you make sure you can hold your liquor.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Hah. Hold my liquor. Here you go...

Homeless Man: Dude...it's empty. You owe me a new flask!

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Alright, alright...here's what I'll do. I'll take you to my mansion.

Homeless Man: Let's go!

Nathanial Rezno Glore: You don't want to here the rest of it?

Homeless Man: Nah...I heard mansion...let's go!

[[Nathanial shakes his head, and the two make their way back up to the mansion, as the camera shifts inside...]]

Mr. Belvedere: Alright guys, we put Nathanial through hell, and now he thinks that we don't care that he won the title.

Dhite: Yea...so now we're going to surprise him with this party.

Mr. Belvedere: Exactly, so when he comes in...yell like you've never yelled before.

[[Everyone nods in agreement as the camera cuts back outside, where Nathanial waits on at the door...]]

Nathanial Rezno Glore: People really don't care about me, do they?

Nathanial Rezno Glore: No, not really.

Nathanial Rezno Glore: Damn. Ok homeless dude...in you go.

[[The homeless man opens the door up and walks in...and is greeted with Team Alcohol...]]

Team Alcohol:

CONGRATULATIONS!