Posted at 12:35 am on Oct 7, 2016 by:
Red Spyder (Guardian of Wickedness)
I... actually feel bad for Alex for once.
"In exchange, we'll allow you to continue existing!" Red said, half standing up from his chair to lunge at the smokey figure again.
"Yeah!" Spade added, having no better ideas than what Red had already presented. "Your life for theirs!"
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. THE ONLY THING WEAKER THAN YOUR THREATS ARE YOUR ACTIONS.
"Why don't you just get your ass back in the belt then?" Red said, standing and slowly approaching the figure. It didn't disappear again, not yet. "We'll just summon another, more helpful spirit! Who has that other belt, whatever it's called? We'll try its spirit!"
"No, wait!" Spade said, standing up too. "What do you want from us? What can we do for you?"
HMMM.
Several hours went by before Red, still standing in same spot, said, "Hmmm what?!"
Alex's neck was beginning to hurt from all the double takes and he had to sit down on a bench. Only after sitting down did he realize it was shaped like an erect penis. He was guessing it was based very loosely on Chane's penis. King Chane...
"I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE TRUSTED THE TWO OF YOUR WITH ANY KIND OF MANAGEMENT JOB IN CW!" Alex said as Staph moved to the head of the penis bench and put her mouth on it. "ONLY A MCMAHON COULD FUCK UP A QUADRILLION DOLLAR COMPANY!"
Alex looked over at Staph just in time to witness her deepthroating the bench, her mouth open an unbelievable amount. He cringed and stood up, walking away. Staph pulled off of the penis bench, drool running down her silicon-leaking puppies, before running after Alex.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we've done our best in your absence!" she said, leaving a trail of crabs behind her due to the excitement the bench brought her. "Doing what's best for business never hurt us before!"
Entering the CW Headquarters' lobby, Alex saw a horrific mural on the wall above the security desk: Chane and Staph having sex with each other, in the middle of the CW ring.
"Oh yes, that was the last time CW held a sold out event!" Staph said, squealing with delight at the memory. "CreatureMania 14: CreampieMania!"
Before Alex could even think of how to respond, Botch stumbled into the lobby, a Staph's Crabs flavored Jello cup stuck on the end of his penis.
"HUH? I DELETE A SHIT AT CHANGE'S TITTY!" Botch said, waddling towards Alex and Staph. "MY PEE IS MORPH THAN EAGLE TO BEAT HIM OFF!"
