Backstage Chick Grillbreast is patting himself down with a Towel while simutaneously flexing into a mirror. Not showing off to anyone, he’s actually impressing himself with these recent gains. With his debut going off without a hitch, he’s more confident than ever.
Suddenly a knock…
Who could that be? Chick isn’t expecting anyone based on the look of confusion on his face. He saunters over to the door with his chest out, as if he had any choice. He slowly opens the door where he sees another hulking figure in the way.
It’s Derek Miracle!
Derek Miracle: Hey Chick, I just want you to know man to man, I just finished watching your match out there tonight, and let me say right off the bat… you got some skills!
Chick smirks, finally people see how great he is!
Derek Miracle: As a body builder myself it’s incredble seeing you out there pulling off some of those moves… I know I couldn’t.
Chick goes to speak but he’s cut off again.
Derek Miracle: Because no one can…. At least not anyone who’s not… On the gas…
RAGE fills the eyes of Chick.
Derek Miracle: Maybe I’m wrong about that… Maybe I’m not. What I do know is you’re not as strong as I am, and I’m willing to prove it. Next week here on Classic Wrestling on RBTV, you and me…. WEIGHT LIFTING CONTEST! Bring your best proteins, bring your best Niacin, Bring your best pre workout… Bring your best gameface, you’re going to need it when you get embarrased!
Chick Grillbreast: You tiny miniscule man! How dare you! You know what!? YOU’RE ON!
They both make angry faces and nod before Derek heads back for his locker room. Chick looks down at his own 8 pack.
Chick Grillbreast: You think he’s impressed!?