All eyes began to look to the top of the ramp, Brandon finally emerged in his full glory.




He twirled round several times as though soaking up the screaming fans energy, his hair waved in an impossible manner in the arena. He sauntered slowly towards the ring where Chane was starting to get a little impatient.

Nearly ten minutes later Brandon wandered up the ring steps and ducked daintily through the ropes. He bowed in an overly dramatic fashion grinning widely the whole time, Chane waved his hands in a 'hurry it up will ya' kind of way which Brandon completely ignored.

Several minutes of more chaos later, Chane actually shoved the microphone into Brandons hands and as son as Brandon brought the mic up to his mouth the fans screamed wildly and he grinned even more widely, showing off impossibly perfect teeth. Chane was pacing like a caged animal in annoyance.

"Ladies and gentlefolks, it is indeed I and yes it is indeed true. I AM THE NEW HOST OF B4PRO!!!"

The auditorium erupted as Brandon bowed deeply and then almost seemed to uncurl with a dramatic flourish of his left hand.

"Who better than the hair himself could lead you through the trials and tribulations of the young upstarts and pipsqueaks who will find themselves ensconced within the walls of the new B4PRO mansion?"

It sounded as though the insane rambling was set to continue but Chane snatched the mic back before he could continue, Brandon didn't seem overly upset, especially once the female fans started to chant his name incessantly....