Post by stitches on Dec 2, 2023 17:26:44 GMT -5
🎶 Splish splash I was taking a bath…🎶
The song on the old school square boombox blasted from the speakers. Pogo, the smallest clown ever seen, was squeezed inside the metal sink in the middle of the kitchen.
Pogo: Can you wash my back stitches my little arms don't reach.
Slapping his forehead stitches reluctantly got up from the wooden chair in the kitchen.
Stitches: When I told you to take a bath I meant in the washroom Pogo.
Pogo: I can't because it's currently occupied…
What had Pogo got them into now? It was always something unusual with him and never something cool like a bouncy house. Rushing into the hallway in their tiny little home he swung open the bathroom door to see a bathtub filled with cake batter. He instantly shouted.
Stitches: POGO…
Rushing back into the kitchen with a look of disapproval on his face he rushed into questions.
Stitches: What in your right mind did you do?
Pogo: Well the cake box said to mix it in a large bowl. I didn't find any large bowls and that's when the lightbulb went off.
Smacking his forehead it was clear to see Stitches was quite unamused.
Stitches: We have bowls that just need to be washed Pogo.
Pogo: Are you mad at me?
Stitches: I'm not mad but next you have an idea like this just run it by me. I could have helped you instead of us having just a giant tub of chocolate batter.
Pogo began to tear up and cry.
Pogo: I just wanted to cheer you up… I am sorry.
Stitches: You need to put some clothes on. We are going to be late to Brawl if we don't leave soon. You know it's a long car ride to the next show and we can't make money if we don't attend.
He was still sobbing in the sink when he asked quietly.
Pogo: Is Ms. Jenny going to be there?
Stitches: I am not sure why?
Pogo: Well.I was hoping she would let me watch cartoons inside her locker room. She always knows the best television shows to put on.
Stitches: I understand you want to hang out with her little buddy but… We must remember I have a match that night with A.C Slater himself. I was hoping that once I beat him Kelly Kapowski would hang out with us.
Standing in the sink drying off using the house's best tea towel which looked like a full sized towel.
Pogo: You know it's not A.C Slater right?
Stitches: Are you serious…
Pogo: You're supposed to be the brains of the team. You are facing Tristan Slater… Not the mega hunk from Saved By The Bell.
Stitches: I knew it was too good to be true. So no Kelly then?
Scrambling through a stack of papers on the kitchen table he was looking for something.
Pogo: Unfortunately there will be no Kelly in attendance unless she is sitting in the audience.
Doing his best Price is Right impression Pogo tries to make Stitches laugh.
Pogo: And the next contestant on Price is Right… Kelly come on down.
Stitches looked to the side to see Pogo all into the impression when Pogo said something he wasn't expecting.
Pogo: That Ms. Jenny is sure a GYAT.
Stitches: What does that even mean Pogo I don't understand.
Pogo: I don't know but I heard the younger teenagers saying it so figured it would be cool.
Stitches: Are you trying to tell Ms. Jenny to get her act together?
Pogo: She is already a champion so I would assume she has her act together.
Giving him.a confused look he motions for Pogo to put his backpack inside their small pink vehicle. Lifting his own suitcase into the vehicle he asked the important question.
Stitches: Did you want to try and use the washroom before we leave? We are not pulling over an hour into the drive because you forgot.
The two of them had a long adventurous road trip to make it to this episode of Brawl. Lifting up a booster seat he threw it inside the back of the vehicle and started setting it up.
Pogo: Really… I don't want to sit in that again. Why do you always force me to be in that?
Stitches: You know we have road regulations to follow. If we were to get pulled over and you're not in one it could lead to potential fines and not sure if you noticed we are flat BROKE.
Pogo: I have to pee.
Stitches: I warned you about this already before we were ready to leave.
Pogo: I am just kidding but I can see the shade of red in your face. It's quite impressive if you ask me.
Stitches: This isn't the time and place we really need to get going.
Leaning over he buckled Pogo into the car seat. Right after that with him pinned down and nowhere to go he pulled out a hand waterman and began to squirt it in his eyes. Waving his tiny little arms around in rage he yelled.
Pogo: THIS IS NO FAIR.
Signalling to the driver that they were now ready to hit the black top pavement and head to Brawl. As the vehicle took off Stitches grabbed his cell phone and thought he hit the record button on the phone.
Stitches: Is this thing on?
From the other side looking on, all you would see was a zoomed in clown face tapping his fingernails on the cell phone screen. Now looking at his face generated through the digital technology of his cell phone. He was breathing heavily as the nerves were beginning to sink in but he was able to speak.
Stitches: Monday night Brawl marks the new day in age when the clowns invade. Monday night Brawl marks the night where I take on a man chiselled out of bricks and stones. If you haven't seen the abs on this man they could shred paper. I heard through the grapevine that my new friend Tristan wants me to meet him in that dusty ring. I wonder if I should bring him some cotton candy?
Pogo: I hope the sugar raises his blood pressure.
Stitches: Maybe I should offer him some popcorn instead because he doesn't look like the type to like sugar. Might be against his diet.
Pogo: I hope the butter clogs his arteries.
Stitches: If you are not so keen on the idea of food items I can bring something else. Did you want a balloon instead? I can make some pretty damn good balloon animals.
Pogo: Hopefully he's allergic to latex and swells up like a hippopotamus.
Stitches: Pogo let me speak, you are being quite rude to my little friend Tristan. You were hoping that Brawl would begin with a laugh? Put the clowns in the opening match and let the audience be amused by their performance. Make them the mockery and parody of WGWF. The one thing they didn't warn you about is sometimes clowns can be scary.
Pogo: But… Not us right? Stitches.
Stitches: Don't worry Pogo just be happy.
The grin of the painted face cracked every slow slightly. The eyelids flipped open wider as the pain smeared just a touch.
Stitches: As for you Mr. Slater… Clowns aren't always what seems from the outside. You see the makeup and think he's alright. You see the red nose and you think that's cute.
Pogo: I am cute though.
Stitches: Underneath this face paint and nose is a man in which you could not dream of being. A man with a lifestyle even you would cock an eye at. I never asked for this lifestyle but yet it was forced on me. I never asked to be a clown yet the tears of the clown continue to pour down.
Looking away for a second he takes a deep breath.
Stitches: That's not why we are here though friend is it? We came to speak about Brawl and our little tussle in this qualifying match. Even though the clowns never wanted a title, we do however enjoy shiny things. You should have seen the look in Pogos little eyes when he saw that thing glaring. Staring at it like it was a funnel cake from the world's famous family fair. Even though Pogo may be small, his appetite is much more. He bites off a little more than he can chew.
Pogo: You are losing focus again Stitches… You need to talk about the match.
Snapping his head sideways he had a verbal outburst.
Stitches: Just eat your damn peanut butter and jam sandwich dammit and let me talk.
The little guy put his head down and closed his eyes. It wasn't usual for stitches to be on edge but maybe the cake batter bathtub pushed him to the point of breaking.
Stitches: I know you want that prestige of being called champion. You wanting that title has only made it more desirable to a guy like myself. I was hoping to come to Brawl this week and have a little fun. I had plans to go out to the ring and perform a few acts for the crowd and warm them up for the matches. I guess that's the unfortunate part of this business when they trust you into the pool early. We know already that Pogo hates swimming but me on the other hand. I'll go toe to toe with any waves looking like Aquaman. Since you already look like Thor I guess that leaves me with another superhero.
Pogo: You are just like Thor too… I will make sure to have the inflatable fist ready to go.
Stitches: Back to you my good friend Tristan… I hope for your sake you make it past me in this qualifying match. Why do you ask? Because I know just how bad you want to compete against your buddy Devlin Knight so you and him can tug it out for the title. Cover your ears a second Pogo.
Making the motion for Pogo to cover his ears like you would with any infant.
Stitches: You two seem to have this platonic emotional attachment. Adding a new third friend into the circle will make the wheels on the wagon a little less squeaky. Better yet who has ever heard of a two ring circus? Three is always better.
Pogo starts singing before he finishes speaking.
Pogo: So tell me why.
Stitches: Ain't nothing but a mistake.
Pogo: Tell me why.
Stitches: Fred thinks that he's someone else.
Pogo: Tell me why.
Stitches: I always wanna hear you say Fred's gonna lose either way.
After the song routine ended stitches continued after his small distraction, no pun intended.
Stitches: Let's circle back to you Mr. Slater. What happens to your status as one of the best superstars on the Brawl brand if a clown goes over? Does it sink to the bottom of the ocean? Do you recover after that? Or is the pipe dream flushed down the toilet just like the persona of Fred Debonair? Now I may not know Devlin Knight or Fred Debonair personally but feels like a lot of his dirty laundry is being aired out for the world to see. The once shadester himself now trying to rectify his wrong doings. I respect it but as a clown it only makes me laugh.
Pogo was beginning to get fussy in his car seat as the video kept recording.
Pogo: How much longer do I need to sit here and wait? We must be getting close to the arena by now. Feels like you have been talking on and on forever.
Stitches: Not sure, just take a nap and I will wake you up when we get there.
Tapping his screen once again and mumbling to himself.
Stitches: I will see you guys later at Brawl. I have to go for now. How do I turn this thing off?
Making a series of faces he finally is able to turn it off as the screen goes black.
The song on the old school square boombox blasted from the speakers. Pogo, the smallest clown ever seen, was squeezed inside the metal sink in the middle of the kitchen.
Pogo: Can you wash my back stitches my little arms don't reach.
Slapping his forehead stitches reluctantly got up from the wooden chair in the kitchen.
Stitches: When I told you to take a bath I meant in the washroom Pogo.
Pogo: I can't because it's currently occupied…
What had Pogo got them into now? It was always something unusual with him and never something cool like a bouncy house. Rushing into the hallway in their tiny little home he swung open the bathroom door to see a bathtub filled with cake batter. He instantly shouted.
Stitches: POGO…
Rushing back into the kitchen with a look of disapproval on his face he rushed into questions.
Stitches: What in your right mind did you do?
Pogo: Well the cake box said to mix it in a large bowl. I didn't find any large bowls and that's when the lightbulb went off.
Smacking his forehead it was clear to see Stitches was quite unamused.
Stitches: We have bowls that just need to be washed Pogo.
Pogo: Are you mad at me?
Stitches: I'm not mad but next you have an idea like this just run it by me. I could have helped you instead of us having just a giant tub of chocolate batter.
Pogo began to tear up and cry.
Pogo: I just wanted to cheer you up… I am sorry.
Stitches: You need to put some clothes on. We are going to be late to Brawl if we don't leave soon. You know it's a long car ride to the next show and we can't make money if we don't attend.
He was still sobbing in the sink when he asked quietly.
Pogo: Is Ms. Jenny going to be there?
Stitches: I am not sure why?
Pogo: Well.I was hoping she would let me watch cartoons inside her locker room. She always knows the best television shows to put on.
Stitches: I understand you want to hang out with her little buddy but… We must remember I have a match that night with A.C Slater himself. I was hoping that once I beat him Kelly Kapowski would hang out with us.
Standing in the sink drying off using the house's best tea towel which looked like a full sized towel.
Pogo: You know it's not A.C Slater right?
Stitches: Are you serious…
Pogo: You're supposed to be the brains of the team. You are facing Tristan Slater… Not the mega hunk from Saved By The Bell.
Stitches: I knew it was too good to be true. So no Kelly then?
Scrambling through a stack of papers on the kitchen table he was looking for something.
Pogo: Unfortunately there will be no Kelly in attendance unless she is sitting in the audience.
Doing his best Price is Right impression Pogo tries to make Stitches laugh.
Pogo: And the next contestant on Price is Right… Kelly come on down.
Stitches looked to the side to see Pogo all into the impression when Pogo said something he wasn't expecting.
Pogo: That Ms. Jenny is sure a GYAT.
Stitches: What does that even mean Pogo I don't understand.
Pogo: I don't know but I heard the younger teenagers saying it so figured it would be cool.
Stitches: Are you trying to tell Ms. Jenny to get her act together?
Pogo: She is already a champion so I would assume she has her act together.
Giving him.a confused look he motions for Pogo to put his backpack inside their small pink vehicle. Lifting his own suitcase into the vehicle he asked the important question.
Stitches: Did you want to try and use the washroom before we leave? We are not pulling over an hour into the drive because you forgot.
The two of them had a long adventurous road trip to make it to this episode of Brawl. Lifting up a booster seat he threw it inside the back of the vehicle and started setting it up.
Pogo: Really… I don't want to sit in that again. Why do you always force me to be in that?
Stitches: You know we have road regulations to follow. If we were to get pulled over and you're not in one it could lead to potential fines and not sure if you noticed we are flat BROKE.
With the driver they hired now in position behind the wheel Stitches sat in the back beside Pogo. The duo was set to hit the road.
Stitches: I warned you about this already before we were ready to leave.
Pogo: I am just kidding but I can see the shade of red in your face. It's quite impressive if you ask me.
Stitches: This isn't the time and place we really need to get going.
Leaning over he buckled Pogo into the car seat. Right after that with him pinned down and nowhere to go he pulled out a hand waterman and began to squirt it in his eyes. Waving his tiny little arms around in rage he yelled.
Pogo: THIS IS NO FAIR.
Signalling to the driver that they were now ready to hit the black top pavement and head to Brawl. As the vehicle took off Stitches grabbed his cell phone and thought he hit the record button on the phone.
Stitches: Is this thing on?
From the other side looking on, all you would see was a zoomed in clown face tapping his fingernails on the cell phone screen. Now looking at his face generated through the digital technology of his cell phone. He was breathing heavily as the nerves were beginning to sink in but he was able to speak.
Promo Section
Stitches: Monday night Brawl marks the new day in age when the clowns invade. Monday night Brawl marks the night where I take on a man chiselled out of bricks and stones. If you haven't seen the abs on this man they could shred paper. I heard through the grapevine that my new friend Tristan wants me to meet him in that dusty ring. I wonder if I should bring him some cotton candy?
Pogo: I hope the sugar raises his blood pressure.
Stitches: Maybe I should offer him some popcorn instead because he doesn't look like the type to like sugar. Might be against his diet.
Pogo: I hope the butter clogs his arteries.
Stitches: If you are not so keen on the idea of food items I can bring something else. Did you want a balloon instead? I can make some pretty damn good balloon animals.
Pogo: Hopefully he's allergic to latex and swells up like a hippopotamus.
Stitches: Pogo let me speak, you are being quite rude to my little friend Tristan. You were hoping that Brawl would begin with a laugh? Put the clowns in the opening match and let the audience be amused by their performance. Make them the mockery and parody of WGWF. The one thing they didn't warn you about is sometimes clowns can be scary.
Pogo: But… Not us right? Stitches.
Stitches: Don't worry Pogo just be happy.
The grin of the painted face cracked every slow slightly. The eyelids flipped open wider as the pain smeared just a touch.
Stitches: As for you Mr. Slater… Clowns aren't always what seems from the outside. You see the makeup and think he's alright. You see the red nose and you think that's cute.
Pogo: I am cute though.
Stitches: Underneath this face paint and nose is a man in which you could not dream of being. A man with a lifestyle even you would cock an eye at. I never asked for this lifestyle but yet it was forced on me. I never asked to be a clown yet the tears of the clown continue to pour down.
Looking away for a second he takes a deep breath.
Stitches: That's not why we are here though friend is it? We came to speak about Brawl and our little tussle in this qualifying match. Even though the clowns never wanted a title, we do however enjoy shiny things. You should have seen the look in Pogos little eyes when he saw that thing glaring. Staring at it like it was a funnel cake from the world's famous family fair. Even though Pogo may be small, his appetite is much more. He bites off a little more than he can chew.
Pogo: You are losing focus again Stitches… You need to talk about the match.
Snapping his head sideways he had a verbal outburst.
Stitches: Just eat your damn peanut butter and jam sandwich dammit and let me talk.
The little guy put his head down and closed his eyes. It wasn't usual for stitches to be on edge but maybe the cake batter bathtub pushed him to the point of breaking.
Stitches: I know you want that prestige of being called champion. You wanting that title has only made it more desirable to a guy like myself. I was hoping to come to Brawl this week and have a little fun. I had plans to go out to the ring and perform a few acts for the crowd and warm them up for the matches. I guess that's the unfortunate part of this business when they trust you into the pool early. We know already that Pogo hates swimming but me on the other hand. I'll go toe to toe with any waves looking like Aquaman. Since you already look like Thor I guess that leaves me with another superhero.
Pogo: You are just like Thor too… I will make sure to have the inflatable fist ready to go.
Stitches: Back to you my good friend Tristan… I hope for your sake you make it past me in this qualifying match. Why do you ask? Because I know just how bad you want to compete against your buddy Devlin Knight so you and him can tug it out for the title. Cover your ears a second Pogo.
Making the motion for Pogo to cover his ears like you would with any infant.
Stitches: You two seem to have this platonic emotional attachment. Adding a new third friend into the circle will make the wheels on the wagon a little less squeaky. Better yet who has ever heard of a two ring circus? Three is always better.
Pogo starts singing before he finishes speaking.
Pogo: So tell me why.
Stitches: Ain't nothing but a mistake.
Pogo: Tell me why.
Stitches: Fred thinks that he's someone else.
Pogo: Tell me why.
Stitches: I always wanna hear you say Fred's gonna lose either way.
After the song routine ended stitches continued after his small distraction, no pun intended.
Stitches: Let's circle back to you Mr. Slater. What happens to your status as one of the best superstars on the Brawl brand if a clown goes over? Does it sink to the bottom of the ocean? Do you recover after that? Or is the pipe dream flushed down the toilet just like the persona of Fred Debonair? Now I may not know Devlin Knight or Fred Debonair personally but feels like a lot of his dirty laundry is being aired out for the world to see. The once shadester himself now trying to rectify his wrong doings. I respect it but as a clown it only makes me laugh.
Pogo was beginning to get fussy in his car seat as the video kept recording.
Pogo: How much longer do I need to sit here and wait? We must be getting close to the arena by now. Feels like you have been talking on and on forever.
Stitches: Not sure, just take a nap and I will wake you up when we get there.
Tapping his screen once again and mumbling to himself.
Stitches: I will see you guys later at Brawl. I have to go for now. How do I turn this thing off?
Making a series of faces he finally is able to turn it off as the screen goes black.