Back in their locker room. Bobby Dean is looking in the mirror. He’s still in his ring gear, sweating profusely, and looking down at it.
No, not at that!
He’s looking down at the new Classic Wrestling TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS! He’s got them both, buckled together at the ends, around his waist.
Bobby Dean: I told you if I used both, they would fit around my waist! That was easy!
On the floor behind Bobby is Lunchbox Larry.
Larry: Speak for youself! I had to squeeze you as tight as I could!
BD looks back at him with a smile and wink.
Bobby Dean: And what a big strong squeeze it was! This is perfect! We’ve won the Tag Team Gold on our second night here! Stick with me kid and you’ll be REAL WORLDS CHAMPION in no time flat!
Larry sits up.
Larry: Do you think maybe I could wear one of the titles? Maybe just for a minute… I think one of them is technically mine?
The beautiful one shakes his head and chuckles.
Bobby Dean: Woah woah, don’t get ahead of yourself big boy! You’ve gotta earn your half of these tag team belts. Now so far, I’ve done all the work. Did you see that big elbow I dropped on em?
He throws an elbow at a invisible opponent. He slips and nearly falls when he does.
Suddenly the Locker Room door bursts open. A voice shouts out.
Eddie Dante: THERE THEY ARE!
The small manager gets out of the way and in comes Mushigahara and Leon Van Zandt, the Foreign Legion! The pair rush in and attack Bobby Dean and Larry who were less than prepared. With big slugging blows, and then running both men into a set of lockers, they finish off the duo with hard kicks. Leaving Larry and Bobby Dean in a heap together in the middle of the room. Luckily Bobby Dean is laying on the belts so Foreign Legion can’t steal them like last time.
The big men leave the room, knowing the damage has been done, and their message sent.