Post by "Cholo" Giovanni Santana on Feb 11, 2023 21:17:35 GMT -5
“So, did you decide on joining IIW yet? I could really use your help to deal with these Celtic Club assholes.”
A man in a black suit, new to the adventures of Cholo says, as he sits at a VIP table of El Jefe casino in downtown, Las Vegas. This casino is one where Cholo is a partial owner of, and one where ground was recently broken on. If you don’t recall, watch Cholo’s Loteria promo to get caught up. The hotel part is still being built, but the state-of-the-art casino opened last month and has been doing quite well since. But back to the man, who is none other than Joe Montuori, or J Mont if you’re down. The man he speaks to however, you know very well.
“Well, I should be able to step in and help once I get this last commitment out of the way in a couple of weeks.”
“Venom” Xavier Lux decked in a dark green suit himself, sits across from J Mont, last time we saw him in one of Cholo’s promos was during their adventures for the Tara Fenix Charity Event. Those were fun, you should check them out when you have time.
“Yeah that works, the timing will be just right.”
Xavier nods and then looks up, as something catches his eye, a big afro swaying back and forth, heading his way; that world class afro belonging of course to none other than Cholo himself, wearing one of his usual white suits. Holding on to his right arm is one of the showgirls of the casino, and on his left, is a man he is talking to who appears to be running some numbers down for Cholo who nods in agreement. After a few seconds he signs a sheet and continues walking with the woman by his side. Once he catches Xavier staring him down, Cholo smiles widely and makes his way over.
Xavier: Ah there he is, kay-pasa punta?!
Cholo laughs at Xavier’s terrible Spanish attempt, his lady friend gives him a kiss on his cheek before walking away, which allows him to give Xavier a strong bro hug.
Cholo: PELON! How are you, compadre?!
Cholo rubs Xavier’s bald, *ahem*, shaved head and Xavier pushes him off playfully. J Mont stands up.
Xavier: Joe Montuori, let me introduce you to my brother from another mother, Giovanni Santana, better known as…
J Mont: Cholo, yeah, I know who you are, what’s up man?
They shake hands.
Cholo: Hola amigo! Looking forward to our match at Brawl, you’re probably Cholo’s toughest opponent to date.
J Mont: Actually-
Cholo: You’re in CCPE with this crazy vato right here, so right off the bat Cholo knows he is dealing with top shelf talent!
J Mont: Thanks, but I’m not-
Cholo: Cholo must be honest though, he is still going to bring it… He has his eyes set on that Intercontinental championship.
J Mont: I’m sure you do but-
Xavier: CHOLO! Man, you’re facing Paul Montuori, P Mont… not J Mont. Paul is his younger brother.
Cholo: There is more than one Montuori? Stop playing! Cholo had no idea! When did this happen?
J Mont: Well, he joined WGWF shortly after I did.
Cholo: He’s in WGWF too? Cholo thought J Mont was the only one!
J Mont: I am definitely one of a kind, but yeah, you’re facing that piece of shit, not me.
Cholo: Well then, let us have a drink and you can tell me all you can about your little hermano.
They sit down and Cholo snaps his fingers at someone and not ten seconds later servers come over with food, champagne on ice and two glasses. The server places one each in front of Lux and J Mont and then serves a generous amount. Someone else brings a plate of Latin fruits and cheeses with some small plates and lastly, another person brings Cholo his favorite Mezcal cocktail. He raises it to toast, and they raise their glasses as well.
Cholo: A toast, may you wrestling year be a successful one, nowhere near as bad as Lux’s last year, and may your real life be full of health and wealth… and plenty of mamacitas! Salud amigos!
They toast and then Xavier playfully gives Cholo the middle finger after taking a sip of his champagne.
Cholo: Come on hombre, Cholo hasn’t started the year on fire himself… He lost to Sonya Benson of all people… You ever encountered or lost to Sonya Benson J Mont?
J Mont: Fuck no, thank God too, heard that bitch is crazy. But you best believe that if I did, I would have whooped that ass.
Xavier: Uh huh.. But look Cholo, I mean, you really didn’t ‘lose-lose’ to her did ya? Sure, the record books will put it down as a loss to her because she climbed the ladder and got the title, but you would have won had it not been for Mason.
Cholo: True enough but anyway, let’s not dwell in the past. Let’s talk about the future, which again, Cholo hopes it is bright for the three of us.
He raises his glass again, then takes a long drink before putting it down and turning his attention to J Mont.
Cholo: So, Joe, what can you tell Cholo about your little brother that may be helpful in the match against him next Monday at Brawl?
J Mont: Anything and everything my man, what do you want to know?
Cholo: Well, it is clear to Cholo that you and him don’t get along… So, why are you guys beefing?
J Mont: My brother has always been jealous of me. From when we were kids until now. I was the high school king that every girl wanted as well as the captain for football, basketball and baseball. He was the guy that got the leftovers in girls and scrub time in sports. But, I always had his back and made sure no one fucked with him. But it always bothered him that he was stuck in my shadow. At one point, he was called Shadow Montuori because he could not get out.
Cholo: You know all about being in someone’s shadow don’t you Xavier?
Xavier: Yeah, my father’s, but I got out of it myself. This is different though.
J Mont: Good for you man. Paul finally did somewhat get out of my shadow when he got an upset win over me in FIGHT NYC, but in reality, there are people questioning if i let him win that match to pick up his spirits.
Cholo: Well, whether you did or didn’t doesn’t matter to Cholo, because here in the WGWF, Cholo is not letting him off the hook. If he really wants the Intercontinental Championship more than Cholo, he is going to have to earn every ounce of it. Personal feelings aside though, what kind of wrestler is Cholo dealing with in Paul?
J Mont: You are dealing with someone when they are on their game, he is great. But when his mind starts to wander, that is when you need to start the attack mode. And don’t let up. He’s a scrappy guy that will find a way to get the win like me. It runs in the family. So, if you have the chance to end it, don't hesitate. End that shit and put him down.
Cholo: Trust Cholo, he doesn’t hesitate; if he sees an opening for El Matador, he will take it. But you bring up an interesting point about his mind wandering… He came here because of you, chasing after a feud that he can’t seem to let go. If his mind is focused on you, then that means he is not focused on this qualifier match and that is something Cholo can capitalize on. Simon que si.
Xavier: Let me jump in here real quick, when we were in the World Series of Wrestling together, some people were saying how he is as good as you are. Clearly he wasn’t as you ended up being ranked higher… But what do you think?
J Mont: He will always be 2nd when it comes to me. I am the gold, and he is the silver. I'm the Yankees and he is the Red Sox. I'm Lebron James. He is Kareem Abdul Jabaar.
Cholo: Ah, I gotcha. Like I’m Jordan and Xavier is Kobe.
Xavier: Bitch please.
J Mont: Point is, he will always have a career to look back on and be proud of, but will never be able to grace all the accomplishments I have or trends that I have set. When people put together Super Shows or new Federations, J Mont is one of the first people that is always contacted. And why is that? It’s simple! Ratings and Revenue. I bring the people and make money. P Mont has his fans and the money is ok, but this is the big leagues and not AAA. We are here to sell Hot Dogs for 7 bucks, not 3 bucks. We are here to sell out 75,000 capacity arenas, not 10,000.
Cholo: Hmm, right, hot dogs. Cholo knows exactly what you mean.
Both Xavier and J Mont look at each other and shrug before taking a drink.
Cholo: Alright amigos, I know you guys have business to get to, so Cholo will ask one more question and then he’ll let you get back to it. If your lil’ bro has one weakness, it would be…
J Mont finishes his champagne before asking for a refill. Once he gets it, he pushes it aside and sits up, putting his elbows on the table and pointing at Cholo who is sitting across from him.
J Mont: You want to really get at P Mont and take him off his game? I will give you some advice, and I know he will know that it came from me and I'm OK with that. Talk about…
…and as J Mont begins to tell him the finishing blow, Cholo’s eyes go wide with wonder and fear and perhaps even disgust.
Cholo: Yeah Cholo doesn’t know if he can say any of that stuff.
J Mont: Say those words and you will get in his head and watch what happens.
Xavier: Look Cholo, clearly you don’t need either of us to win this match… But since you got J Mont here and he has giving you gold, you might as well mine it.
Cholo nods and then finishes his drink.
Cholo: Well amigos, thank you for your time. Specially you J Mont, I’m sure everything I have learned today about Pauly will come in very handy in our match Monday.
J Mont: No problem bud, I hope you kick his ass, but do leave me some.
Cholo nods.
Cholo: You got it. Please continue your meeting and stay as long as you like, anything you need, just ask my staff. Mi casa es su casa.
He shakes hands with both and then walks away. Xavier and J Mont sit back down.
J Mont: What do you think? Think he’s going to go hard at P Mont?
Xavier: Cholo is the nicest guy I’ve ever met man… He did a roast routine a few weeks ago and instead of insulting his opponents, he said nothing but nice things about it. He’s funny that way… But inside the ring, he’s going to go at him the hardest, I have no doubts about that. But yeah, outside of it though, not sure, that’s some heavy stuff you gave him.
J Mont smirks.
J Mont: Shit, that’s but the tip of the iceberg. But anyway, back to MECCA.
Xavier nods and as they pick up their conversation, we drift to the outside where we see Cholo shaking hands with a few of his security guards and valet attendants. He starts to make his way to his party bus when he notices a beautiful brunette, dressed in a sparkling black evening gown and black high heels. She holds a small purse in her hands and a smile on her face that would make even the manliest of man’s heart skip a beat or two. Cholo smiles and makes his way over.
Cholo: Leslie? What are you doing here?
Leslie: Visiting an old friend.
They hug.
Cholo: Yeah, and who may that be?
Leslie: You, pendejito.
Cholo: Hey, watch it now. Nah but I mean, thought you were supposed to be in Clearwater with the primos for their match?
Leslie: I was, but you know how that’s like matinee wrestling because everyone in clearwater must be in bed by 8PM or they break curfew or something.
Cholo: Ha.
Leslie: Plus, the night didn’t go as plan, Hector lost and was seriously injured. He is spending the night in the hospital.
Cholo: Things got that bad and you just left him?
Leslie: Of course not, I took him to the hospital myself, once Victor got checked out himself he came over and your Tio also came by. Only two people can be in the room at the same time, so I was just an extra… They told me to take the night off and would keep me updated and so I did… But again… Clearwater, ain’t nothing to do there and I didn’t want to just sit in the hotel room and drink, especially after the night we had. So, I gave Marcus a call, asked him if I could borrow his personal jet and of course he let me use it, sent his limo over, a few hours later, here I am.
Cholo: Marcus is a good dude.
Leslie: For sure, so I thought I would come and check out your new casino. Heard it is popping.
Cholo: Oh it is mami, it is. Actually, Xavier is in there with one of his buddies from CCPE if you want to hang out with them.
Leslie: What about you? You aren’t leaving are you?
Cholo: Actually I was, I have a big match on Monday to get ready for, so was going to call it an early night to…
She puts on the most adorable puppy eyes and of course Cholo gets lost in them.
Cholo: But now that you’re here, who needs sleep, am I right?!
Leslie: Yey!
Cholo: So where are you staying? You know we don’t have a hotel yet, but the Velvet Rabbit’s hotel is nice, or anywhere else you’d like, I can get you a nice penthouse.
Leslie: Actually, didn’t you buy a house here in Vegas?
Cholo: Um, yeah?
Leslie: So why don’t I just stay with you?
Cholo raises an eyebrow.
Leslie: Hey! Don’t get any ideas hombre.
Cholo: I wasn’t… maybe…
He winks at her, she laughs.
Leslie: How about you start by giving me the tour and then we see where the night goes?
Cholo: Of course… but first, there is something Cholo must do.
Leslie: What’s that?
He winks at her again, and smiles at us…
El Closing Shoot
“The Ageless Wonder” Paul Montuori, it turns out that it is you Cholo is squaring off against and not your better, wiser, taller, faster, stronger and much better looking brother Joe. That’s right, Cholo is confident enough in his machismo that he can call another man good looking… and J Mont is the better looking of you two…
Someone offscreen hands Cholo a signed 8x10 of Paul Montuori, Cholo spits out the mezcal he had just taken a sip off.
This is Paul Montuori? But this is a beautiful looking man… and he chose wresting as his profession? WHY?! Just look at him, he looks like he was chiseled right out of James Raven’s abs. Dios mio…. Cholo doesn’t know if he’ll be able to punch such a magnificent face… He couldn’t dare!!
Cholo slaps himself and then rips the picture in half.
No, focus damn it. Do not get lost in that man’s beautiful eyes… Remember what J Mont said…
Cholo reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded piece of paper. He unfolds it, looks at it and hesitantly, he begins reading it.
Hey P Mont… How does it feel… knowing Ezra is not your son but Brandon Moore’s? Ask him, oh no wait, wasn’t supposed to read that… Hey P Mont… How do sloppy seconds taste after Brandon? Ask him, damn it, did it again.. Can he, err, you win a title without Brandon by your side? All Cholo knows is that Brandon better not get involved in our match, whoever he is.
He pauses as he is unsure about the next line.
Here goes nothing… Hey P Mont, Cholo was told that your girl Michelle is so loose that when you scream in her hole, you go deaf from the echo!
Someone offscreen yells: “gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!
Stop it por favor! Also, Michelle is about to give birth to a baby and that the father is not you, but the head of security from the Velvet Rabbit! Hey Cholo knows that guy, he good people… Well, no, Cholo guesses he’s not any more… Hey Shaun, that’s messed up.
Cholo crumbles up the piece of paper and tosses it over his shoulder.
Thanks J Mont for the sick burns… Look P Mont, the bottom line is that Cholo is not disappointed he is facing you instead of Joe. To be frank, it really doesn’t matter which Montuori stands across from Cholo in the ring on Monday night because whether is Joe, Paul, Frank, Larry, uncle Peter, cousin Joseph or Mama Montuori herself! Cholo must get through them if he wants to fight at the pay-per-view for the vacant Intercontinental Championship…. And Cholo does want to fight for that title… Cholo wants to win that title… Cholo craves that title… Cholo and that title, are simply ‘mont’ to be. So, amigo, you may be…
~The dopest dood ever to grace the ring!~
But even the “dopiest” fall from “grace”.
A man in a black suit, new to the adventures of Cholo says, as he sits at a VIP table of El Jefe casino in downtown, Las Vegas. This casino is one where Cholo is a partial owner of, and one where ground was recently broken on. If you don’t recall, watch Cholo’s Loteria promo to get caught up. The hotel part is still being built, but the state-of-the-art casino opened last month and has been doing quite well since. But back to the man, who is none other than Joe Montuori, or J Mont if you’re down. The man he speaks to however, you know very well.
“Well, I should be able to step in and help once I get this last commitment out of the way in a couple of weeks.”
“Venom” Xavier Lux decked in a dark green suit himself, sits across from J Mont, last time we saw him in one of Cholo’s promos was during their adventures for the Tara Fenix Charity Event. Those were fun, you should check them out when you have time.
“Yeah that works, the timing will be just right.”
Xavier nods and then looks up, as something catches his eye, a big afro swaying back and forth, heading his way; that world class afro belonging of course to none other than Cholo himself, wearing one of his usual white suits. Holding on to his right arm is one of the showgirls of the casino, and on his left, is a man he is talking to who appears to be running some numbers down for Cholo who nods in agreement. After a few seconds he signs a sheet and continues walking with the woman by his side. Once he catches Xavier staring him down, Cholo smiles widely and makes his way over.
Xavier: Ah there he is, kay-pasa punta?!
Cholo laughs at Xavier’s terrible Spanish attempt, his lady friend gives him a kiss on his cheek before walking away, which allows him to give Xavier a strong bro hug.
Cholo: PELON! How are you, compadre?!
Cholo rubs Xavier’s bald, *ahem*, shaved head and Xavier pushes him off playfully. J Mont stands up.
Xavier: Joe Montuori, let me introduce you to my brother from another mother, Giovanni Santana, better known as…
J Mont: Cholo, yeah, I know who you are, what’s up man?
They shake hands.
Cholo: Hola amigo! Looking forward to our match at Brawl, you’re probably Cholo’s toughest opponent to date.
J Mont: Actually-
Cholo: You’re in CCPE with this crazy vato right here, so right off the bat Cholo knows he is dealing with top shelf talent!
J Mont: Thanks, but I’m not-
Cholo: Cholo must be honest though, he is still going to bring it… He has his eyes set on that Intercontinental championship.
J Mont: I’m sure you do but-
Xavier: CHOLO! Man, you’re facing Paul Montuori, P Mont… not J Mont. Paul is his younger brother.
Cholo: There is more than one Montuori? Stop playing! Cholo had no idea! When did this happen?
J Mont: Well, he joined WGWF shortly after I did.
Cholo: He’s in WGWF too? Cholo thought J Mont was the only one!
J Mont: I am definitely one of a kind, but yeah, you’re facing that piece of shit, not me.
Cholo: Well then, let us have a drink and you can tell me all you can about your little hermano.
They sit down and Cholo snaps his fingers at someone and not ten seconds later servers come over with food, champagne on ice and two glasses. The server places one each in front of Lux and J Mont and then serves a generous amount. Someone else brings a plate of Latin fruits and cheeses with some small plates and lastly, another person brings Cholo his favorite Mezcal cocktail. He raises it to toast, and they raise their glasses as well.
Cholo: A toast, may you wrestling year be a successful one, nowhere near as bad as Lux’s last year, and may your real life be full of health and wealth… and plenty of mamacitas! Salud amigos!
They toast and then Xavier playfully gives Cholo the middle finger after taking a sip of his champagne.
Cholo: Come on hombre, Cholo hasn’t started the year on fire himself… He lost to Sonya Benson of all people… You ever encountered or lost to Sonya Benson J Mont?
J Mont: Fuck no, thank God too, heard that bitch is crazy. But you best believe that if I did, I would have whooped that ass.
Xavier: Uh huh.. But look Cholo, I mean, you really didn’t ‘lose-lose’ to her did ya? Sure, the record books will put it down as a loss to her because she climbed the ladder and got the title, but you would have won had it not been for Mason.
Cholo: True enough but anyway, let’s not dwell in the past. Let’s talk about the future, which again, Cholo hopes it is bright for the three of us.
He raises his glass again, then takes a long drink before putting it down and turning his attention to J Mont.
Cholo: So, Joe, what can you tell Cholo about your little brother that may be helpful in the match against him next Monday at Brawl?
J Mont: Anything and everything my man, what do you want to know?
Cholo: Well, it is clear to Cholo that you and him don’t get along… So, why are you guys beefing?
J Mont: My brother has always been jealous of me. From when we were kids until now. I was the high school king that every girl wanted as well as the captain for football, basketball and baseball. He was the guy that got the leftovers in girls and scrub time in sports. But, I always had his back and made sure no one fucked with him. But it always bothered him that he was stuck in my shadow. At one point, he was called Shadow Montuori because he could not get out.
Cholo: You know all about being in someone’s shadow don’t you Xavier?
Xavier: Yeah, my father’s, but I got out of it myself. This is different though.
J Mont: Good for you man. Paul finally did somewhat get out of my shadow when he got an upset win over me in FIGHT NYC, but in reality, there are people questioning if i let him win that match to pick up his spirits.
Cholo: Well, whether you did or didn’t doesn’t matter to Cholo, because here in the WGWF, Cholo is not letting him off the hook. If he really wants the Intercontinental Championship more than Cholo, he is going to have to earn every ounce of it. Personal feelings aside though, what kind of wrestler is Cholo dealing with in Paul?
J Mont: You are dealing with someone when they are on their game, he is great. But when his mind starts to wander, that is when you need to start the attack mode. And don’t let up. He’s a scrappy guy that will find a way to get the win like me. It runs in the family. So, if you have the chance to end it, don't hesitate. End that shit and put him down.
Cholo: Trust Cholo, he doesn’t hesitate; if he sees an opening for El Matador, he will take it. But you bring up an interesting point about his mind wandering… He came here because of you, chasing after a feud that he can’t seem to let go. If his mind is focused on you, then that means he is not focused on this qualifier match and that is something Cholo can capitalize on. Simon que si.
Xavier: Let me jump in here real quick, when we were in the World Series of Wrestling together, some people were saying how he is as good as you are. Clearly he wasn’t as you ended up being ranked higher… But what do you think?
J Mont: He will always be 2nd when it comes to me. I am the gold, and he is the silver. I'm the Yankees and he is the Red Sox. I'm Lebron James. He is Kareem Abdul Jabaar.
Cholo: Ah, I gotcha. Like I’m Jordan and Xavier is Kobe.
Xavier: Bitch please.
J Mont: Point is, he will always have a career to look back on and be proud of, but will never be able to grace all the accomplishments I have or trends that I have set. When people put together Super Shows or new Federations, J Mont is one of the first people that is always contacted. And why is that? It’s simple! Ratings and Revenue. I bring the people and make money. P Mont has his fans and the money is ok, but this is the big leagues and not AAA. We are here to sell Hot Dogs for 7 bucks, not 3 bucks. We are here to sell out 75,000 capacity arenas, not 10,000.
Cholo: Hmm, right, hot dogs. Cholo knows exactly what you mean.
Both Xavier and J Mont look at each other and shrug before taking a drink.
Cholo: Alright amigos, I know you guys have business to get to, so Cholo will ask one more question and then he’ll let you get back to it. If your lil’ bro has one weakness, it would be…
J Mont finishes his champagne before asking for a refill. Once he gets it, he pushes it aside and sits up, putting his elbows on the table and pointing at Cholo who is sitting across from him.
J Mont: You want to really get at P Mont and take him off his game? I will give you some advice, and I know he will know that it came from me and I'm OK with that. Talk about…
…and as J Mont begins to tell him the finishing blow, Cholo’s eyes go wide with wonder and fear and perhaps even disgust.
Cholo: Yeah Cholo doesn’t know if he can say any of that stuff.
J Mont: Say those words and you will get in his head and watch what happens.
Xavier: Look Cholo, clearly you don’t need either of us to win this match… But since you got J Mont here and he has giving you gold, you might as well mine it.
Cholo nods and then finishes his drink.
Cholo: Well amigos, thank you for your time. Specially you J Mont, I’m sure everything I have learned today about Pauly will come in very handy in our match Monday.
J Mont: No problem bud, I hope you kick his ass, but do leave me some.
Cholo nods.
Cholo: You got it. Please continue your meeting and stay as long as you like, anything you need, just ask my staff. Mi casa es su casa.
He shakes hands with both and then walks away. Xavier and J Mont sit back down.
J Mont: What do you think? Think he’s going to go hard at P Mont?
Xavier: Cholo is the nicest guy I’ve ever met man… He did a roast routine a few weeks ago and instead of insulting his opponents, he said nothing but nice things about it. He’s funny that way… But inside the ring, he’s going to go at him the hardest, I have no doubts about that. But yeah, outside of it though, not sure, that’s some heavy stuff you gave him.
J Mont smirks.
J Mont: Shit, that’s but the tip of the iceberg. But anyway, back to MECCA.
Xavier nods and as they pick up their conversation, we drift to the outside where we see Cholo shaking hands with a few of his security guards and valet attendants. He starts to make his way to his party bus when he notices a beautiful brunette, dressed in a sparkling black evening gown and black high heels. She holds a small purse in her hands and a smile on her face that would make even the manliest of man’s heart skip a beat or two. Cholo smiles and makes his way over.
Cholo: Leslie? What are you doing here?
Leslie: Visiting an old friend.
They hug.
Cholo: Yeah, and who may that be?
Leslie: You, pendejito.
Cholo: Hey, watch it now. Nah but I mean, thought you were supposed to be in Clearwater with the primos for their match?
Leslie: I was, but you know how that’s like matinee wrestling because everyone in clearwater must be in bed by 8PM or they break curfew or something.
Cholo: Ha.
Leslie: Plus, the night didn’t go as plan, Hector lost and was seriously injured. He is spending the night in the hospital.
Cholo: Things got that bad and you just left him?
Leslie: Of course not, I took him to the hospital myself, once Victor got checked out himself he came over and your Tio also came by. Only two people can be in the room at the same time, so I was just an extra… They told me to take the night off and would keep me updated and so I did… But again… Clearwater, ain’t nothing to do there and I didn’t want to just sit in the hotel room and drink, especially after the night we had. So, I gave Marcus a call, asked him if I could borrow his personal jet and of course he let me use it, sent his limo over, a few hours later, here I am.
Cholo: Marcus is a good dude.
Leslie: For sure, so I thought I would come and check out your new casino. Heard it is popping.
Cholo: Oh it is mami, it is. Actually, Xavier is in there with one of his buddies from CCPE if you want to hang out with them.
Leslie: What about you? You aren’t leaving are you?
Cholo: Actually I was, I have a big match on Monday to get ready for, so was going to call it an early night to…
She puts on the most adorable puppy eyes and of course Cholo gets lost in them.
Cholo: But now that you’re here, who needs sleep, am I right?!
Leslie: Yey!
Cholo: So where are you staying? You know we don’t have a hotel yet, but the Velvet Rabbit’s hotel is nice, or anywhere else you’d like, I can get you a nice penthouse.
Leslie: Actually, didn’t you buy a house here in Vegas?
Cholo: Um, yeah?
Leslie: So why don’t I just stay with you?
Cholo raises an eyebrow.
Leslie: Hey! Don’t get any ideas hombre.
Cholo: I wasn’t… maybe…
He winks at her, she laughs.
Leslie: How about you start by giving me the tour and then we see where the night goes?
Cholo: Of course… but first, there is something Cholo must do.
Leslie: What’s that?
He winks at her again, and smiles at us…
El Closing Shoot
“The Ageless Wonder” Paul Montuori, it turns out that it is you Cholo is squaring off against and not your better, wiser, taller, faster, stronger and much better looking brother Joe. That’s right, Cholo is confident enough in his machismo that he can call another man good looking… and J Mont is the better looking of you two…
Someone offscreen hands Cholo a signed 8x10 of Paul Montuori, Cholo spits out the mezcal he had just taken a sip off.
This is Paul Montuori? But this is a beautiful looking man… and he chose wresting as his profession? WHY?! Just look at him, he looks like he was chiseled right out of James Raven’s abs. Dios mio…. Cholo doesn’t know if he’ll be able to punch such a magnificent face… He couldn’t dare!!
Cholo slaps himself and then rips the picture in half.
No, focus damn it. Do not get lost in that man’s beautiful eyes… Remember what J Mont said…
Cholo reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded piece of paper. He unfolds it, looks at it and hesitantly, he begins reading it.
Hey P Mont… How does it feel… knowing Ezra is not your son but Brandon Moore’s? Ask him, oh no wait, wasn’t supposed to read that… Hey P Mont… How do sloppy seconds taste after Brandon? Ask him, damn it, did it again.. Can he, err, you win a title without Brandon by your side? All Cholo knows is that Brandon better not get involved in our match, whoever he is.
He pauses as he is unsure about the next line.
Here goes nothing… Hey P Mont, Cholo was told that your girl Michelle is so loose that when you scream in her hole, you go deaf from the echo!
Someone offscreen yells: “gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool!
Stop it por favor! Also, Michelle is about to give birth to a baby and that the father is not you, but the head of security from the Velvet Rabbit! Hey Cholo knows that guy, he good people… Well, no, Cholo guesses he’s not any more… Hey Shaun, that’s messed up.
Cholo crumbles up the piece of paper and tosses it over his shoulder.
Thanks J Mont for the sick burns… Look P Mont, the bottom line is that Cholo is not disappointed he is facing you instead of Joe. To be frank, it really doesn’t matter which Montuori stands across from Cholo in the ring on Monday night because whether is Joe, Paul, Frank, Larry, uncle Peter, cousin Joseph or Mama Montuori herself! Cholo must get through them if he wants to fight at the pay-per-view for the vacant Intercontinental Championship…. And Cholo does want to fight for that title… Cholo wants to win that title… Cholo craves that title… Cholo and that title, are simply ‘mont’ to be. So, amigo, you may be…
~The dopest dood ever to grace the ring!~
But even the “dopiest” fall from “grace”.
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