#a joke you'd realise he's one of the smartest people in the room

[matzofficial]

i fear ateez and i would have been too powerful as irls and that's why god made them celebrities and made me a struggling uni student 😔

[quietpoeticheart]

The Coffee Shop: Part Four: Part One

Summary: Bucky is a retired military veteran suffering from PTSD. He meets Avelyn, a headstrong entrepreneur, one day at her cafe with Steve and then everything changes.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Black! OC

Word Count: 1.7k+

Warnings: None

A/N: This is just a brief little fluffy filler which is half of the original chapter 4 that I couldn't finish because I just finished school exams and I'm probably going back to school just now despite Covid-19 so I haven't had much time to write. The next half of chapter 4 should be up in a week hopefully and it'll be a whole lot more interesting than this

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Later that evening, an hour before closing, while Avelyn was taking a nap, she heard the bell for the shop go off and a knock at the door because she wasn't stupid to leave the door open. It was New York after all, she'd get robbed or worse kidnapped, not like her mother would mind if it happened.

"I'm coming." She yelled walking towards it. As she unlocked the door, a familiar figure bounded inside. "Were you sleeping on the job?" Morgan said.

Avelyn shrugged, "I'm my own boss. Why are you here?"

"I said I'd pick you up." Morgan stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yeah at nine. Its five."

"Well its nine somewhere, plus I remembered that I can't trust you to get ready on your own." Morgan wasn't lying, if left up to her, she'd go to the club in a pair of jeans. She was really over her socialite days but Morgan didn't exactly care, if Avelyn was going out with her, she'd look damn good.

Avelyn was grateful to have a best friend that cared about her wellbeing as much as Morgan did but at the same time, it did get a little frustrating and tiring because Morgan was pretty high maintenance at times.

"Fine, just lemme close up."

"Oh, so this is what it looks like when it's open, could've fooled me."

Avelyn rolled her eyes, "You're lucky I love you." As she moved behind the counter to organize her stuff, Morgan took a seat at the same stool Bucky was on earlier.

"So what are we gonna do about lover boy?"

Avelyn's eyes widened in panic, there was no way in hell she was letting Morgan get involved. She'd scare the boy off because the Starks weren't exactly known for being the most subtle people ever.

"There's no we in this Morgs unless you're speaking French."

Morgan glared at her, "Avelyn, you gotta stop shutting me out like this. All I ever do is try to help you and you just push me away. You've gotten away with the excuse of being busy with the shop for too long now, when the truth is, you're just like Bucky, everytime someone tries to care for you, you push them away and I'm getting tired of it."

As much as it stung to hear, Avelyn knew what Morgan was the truth. She felt like a hypocrite really, judging Bucky for the same thing she'd been doing for over a year.

Avelyn sighed, "I'm sorry Morgan. You're right, I shouldn't push you away like that. It's just hard with everything that's happened."

"Lynn, we've been friends for almost our entire lives. I know you better than you know you, it shouldn't be hard. Instead of  making excuses, take accountability."

"I hate it when you're right." Avelyn said. Morgan rolled her eyes, "Ever since we met, I've always been right."

Avelyn thought back to the day when she first met Morgan.

It was the first day at her new kindergarten and Avelyn was incredibly nervous to be going to a new school. At school, she was called up to the front of the class by her teacher Ms. Birch to introduce herself.

"Hi, I'm Avelyn." That's all she could manage to get out in front the class. Ms. Birch had smiled gently at her and pointed to the only free seat, a red chair next to a pretty brown haired girl, "Go sit by Morgan."

Avelyn clutched her yellow backpack to her chest and reluctantly took the seat next to Morgan.

Morgan had smiled widely at her, "You were scared, weren't you?"

Avelyn nodded. Morgan was surprisingly articulate for her age but you couldn't expect less from the daughter of one of the smartest men in the world

"You don't speak much, do you?" Morgan asked.

Avelyn nodded again. To her, Morgan was intimidating, she was bold enough to start a conversation with someone she didn't even know. Oh, how she wished she could be like her.

"Well I talk enough for the both of us." She said, extending her hand, "I'm Morgan Stark and you are?"

"Avelyn Forsythe." Avelyn shyly took her hand and shook it.

"I think you and I are going to be great friends Avelyn Forsythe."

After that day, Avelyn and Morgan were practically inseparable. Her mother had been excited when she found out that Avelyn had made a friend, until she found out whose daughter Morgan was.

When she did, she tried everything to break up the friendship but the bond formed that day was inseparable and while Ava wasn't pleased, she ignored the friendship and avoided all unnecessary interaction with Morgan and after several very uncomfortable encounters at her house, Avelyn decided that it'd be best if she went to the Starks instead of letting Morgan come over.

Tony and Pepper, on the contrary were excited that Morgan had made a friend, because most of the other children were scared of her. Morgan had a tough shell but underneath that exterior, she was a total softie but most people didn't stick around long enough to find that out but Avelyn did and over the years, the Starks began to regard Avelyn as their own child, even letting her call them mom and dad.

When her own parents weren't there for her, Tony and Pepper were. For every fight with her parents and school dance, for her first date, boyfriend and heartbreak, for every birthday and Christmas, for every single event in her life, the Starks were there. Ava and Adam might have been her biological parents but Tony and Pepper were the ones who raised her into the woman she was.

"You're thinking about it too aren't you?" Morgan asked.

"About what?"

"The day we first met."

Avelyn had to admit that Morgan's sense of perception was annoyingly uncanny, "Yeah, I am. How'd you know?"

"Because I was thinking about it too." Morgan's voice was wistful and longing and in that moment, the air was thick with nostalgia. The memories of childhood innocence and naivete, of the happier days before the heartbreak and pain swirling around them and for the first time in a while, the coffee shop didn't seem so gray.

It was like the cloud of hopelessness and broken dreams surrounding the place had been lifted and Avelyn felt something in her chest, that hadn't been there in a while: the joy and hope she'd had the day she'd signed on the line to buy the shop.

The moment left as quickly as it came but Avelyn knew that something had changed.

Taking a deep breath, she smiled at Morgan, "Let's get out of here, we got a club that's calling our name."

"Now, that's the spirit Lynn." Morgan clapped her hands excitedly.

When Avelyn stepped around the counter, Morgan wrapped her hand in hers and began pulling her towards the door and despite all the craziness of the world, right then and there, it was like she and Morgan, were just two little kids running hand in hand on the playground, like they used to years ago.

"Thank you."

"Always."

When Morgan parked the Porsche in her driveway, Avelyn had never been more happy to get the hell out of a car. Morgan, just like her father drove like a maniac, she was pretty sure they'd committed at least fifteen driving offenses. The fact that they hadn't been pulled over was nothing short of a miracle.

"Now I remember why I don't get into cars with you." Avelyn gasped clutching her hand to her chest.

"Don't be such a baby Lynnie." Morgan rolled her eyes.

"I'm not a baby Morgs, you're just crazy."

Too caught up in their argument, they didn't even realise that Tony was walking towards them.

"Well, I see my car made it back in one piece."

Morgan shrugged, "I learnt to drive from you daddy."

"Which is exactly why I'm scared. Avelyn looks like you nearly killed her." Tony said taking in Avelyn's shaking form.

"Dad, I'm telling you she's a psychopath." Avelyn wrapped her arms around him in a hug. Tony smiled as he held her, "I missed you around here kiddo."

"I missed you guys too." In Tony's familiar arms, she felt at ease.

"Then maybe you should come round more often, you've always been my favorite child." Tony teased.

"Hey!" Morgan objected.

"I'm just joking Morgan, I love you both equally. Now why don't you kids run in and see your mom."

Walking into the Stark mansion was like coming home. The walls were covered in pictures of Tony, Pepper, Morgan and her, unlike her house where if you didn't know that Forsythes had a fifth child, no one would know about Avelyn.

As they walked towards the stairs, they heard the familiar clack of heels on the marble tiles and turned to see Pepper running towards them.

"Lynnie it's so good to see you again, I've missed you." Pepper squealed pulling Avelyn into a hug.

"I missed you too mom."

"How's the shop going?"

"Its honestly a mess." Morgan piped up. Avelyn turned and glared at her. Morgan shrugged innocently, "I'm just being honest."

"I wish you'd let us help you. We're more than willing." Pepper said gently.

Avelyn sighed, maybe it was time she put aside her pride and take the offer because if she didn't start making money soon, she'd lose the shop.

"I'll think about it, I promise."

Pepper smiled, "Good, do you girls want snacks or anything?"

Morgan rolled her eyes, "Mom, we're twenty six and going drinking, we do not need snacks."

"Lynn just make sure that she eats something. You know how she gets when she gets drunk on an empty stomach." Tony says walking into the room and pulling Pepper into a hug.

After holding back Morgan's hair in various club bathrooms for years and putting up with the crying and the extreme hangovers, Avelyn knew better and she mouthed a yes to Tony over Morgan's protests.

The familiarity of going out with her friends and just being back here with her family made Avelyn the happiest that she'd been in so long and internally she committed herself to having fun tonight because she deserved it. She swore not to think about her family or the shop or even Bucky but just to let loose and enjoy her first night out in over a year.

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[one-sky-imagines]

358/2 days make the seasalt trio's bestfriendships pretty clear, but could I ask for some headcanons of how the other's would be as close friends to someone? like, a platonic x reader thing if that isn't too weird? (I didn't see a character limit so I hope it would be okay to ask for some short hc's for the Organization XIII members, or however many you'd be comfortable with. I'd be grateful for anything

i’d like to start off by saying that this is such a lovely request to come back to!! mod just finished kh3 after about 60 consecutive hours of playing and crying and there’s over 200 of us now following the blog!! to celebrate me finally having the time i need to start writing again, requests are open! and, nonnie, there’s no character limit at all!!

Xemnas 

- Xemnas’s close friend would be in the know; he’d essentially treat you as the right-hand he likes to spend time with. He’d have a hard time not telling you the truth to any question you ask, top-secret or otherwise - you’ve even started catching him telling you off-hand things about his subordinates, which is always amusing to you both. However, in a mixture of pride and not wanting to scare someone he shares a true connection with away, it’d take a while for Xemnas to tell you about his past. He’d have to be sure that you wouldn’t react badly to any of it…

Xigbar

- Xigbar would be a huge show-off around his best friend; the quips, nicknames and trick-shots with his arrowguns would be laid on even thicker than usual - he likes to impress anyone worth his time. Although this might seem a little arrogant to the others you spend time with, you’d know that you’re the reason Xigbar’s pushing to be the best version of himself in his own, funny little ways. Besides the joking around, Xigbar would probably debate and share his knowledge with his best friend - there’s a lot to learn from him, and you’re not sure if that’s surprising or not.

Xaldin

- For Xaldin, having someone by his side for the first time in a while is a shock he’d try to cope with alone - be prepared for a lot of this semi-moping around and secretiveness. Sharing your burdens with him wouldn’t be a problem, but the second that somethings goes awry for him, he’ll protect you from it. It’s a long road to reverse how wary Xaldin is of everyone after the ordeals of his past, but having someone to lean on helps immensely. I think the two of you would find comfort in being lone wolves together; the smallest pack, but tightly knit.

Vexen

- You’d have more of a problem with what everyone else thought of you two than trying to become Vexen’s friend; anyone who shows genuine interest in his research is bound to get an earful of the latest experiment notes, but you’d have to overlook the sour opinion his fellow members seem to have of him. Vexen’s best friend would have to be completely alright with the strangest habits, and the two of you would likely fall into a routine of making sure he’s properly fed and rested before you can spend any actual time together… but, still, hanging out with one of the smartest men in the world has its perks.

Lexaeus

- Lexaeus would be the type of close friend to help you become strong - he’d enjoy finally having a partner to meditate and train with, and to see you listening to his advice as he tests your strength to see how far you’ve come would bring a smile to his otherwise stormy face. If the two of you became best friends, you might share some quiet inside jokes; maybe he’d always pretend to lose when you arm wrestled because it made you smile, especially if you were feeling blue. I wouldn’t expect any long conversations with Lexaeus, but he seems to enjoy listening to you.

Zexion

- Befriending Zexion would involve trying to drag him out of his study almost longer than the two of you actually hung out but, after a while, he’ll tell you that it’s your persistence that made him like you as much as he does. Despite how busy he is, Zexion would always make time for you, even if it’s something as simple as sitting on the windowsill together while you listen to him read or making sure that he hasn’t overdone it on a mission. You’d bring out the best in him - so much that you sometimes struggle to keep a straight face when he gets a little too enthusiastic about explaining something to you.

Saix

- Spending time with Saix would probably include a lot of paperwork and silence at first - he’s dedicated to his role in the Organization, but compiling reports and handing out missions requires a lot of prep… so perhaps he’d enjoy it if someone helped him to sort everything out. What starts as a work relationship would grow into a mutual admiration and, finally, you’d become relaxed around each other. Saix can become very frustrated when things don’t run smoothly, so it’s often up to you to cut everyone else some slack - you’d be like two sides of the same coin.

Demyx

- Demyx would want to do nothing other than practise music with his best friend, even if you don’t play an instrument. He’d call every time the two of you hung out a ‘jam session’, and after weeks of begging you to sing along to whichever tune he’d come up with today, it’d be a big moment in your friendship if you sung for him. Despite his own laziness, Demyx would encourage you to be confident - he’d love to experiment with your hair, make lyrics from your journal entries or sneak around in the castle’s off-limits rooms with you… it’s a relief to finally have someone who understands him in his life.

Luxord

- A friendship with Luxord would likely start with him taking pity on your poker face; although you swear to him you’re good at fooling people, he hands out gambling tricks to anyone who piques his interest. Of course, nearly all of your free time together at first would consist of mastering every game he throws at you, and it’s a breath of fresh air for Luxord to find someone to mentor. The two of you would infuriate the rest of the Organization, but you’ve never been able to one-up Luxord, and being his best friend means that you’ll have to accept that he’s always got the upper hand.

Marluxia

- Marluxia would love to teach his best friend about the beauty of flowers - you’d spend a lot of time walking through different worlds’ gardens, listening to the wealth of knowledge he’s held over the years about his element. Seeing Marluxia angry whenever a Heartless tramples through a patch of flowers is always just a little priceless, but you can appreciate the dedication he puts into the things he cares about, too. Naturally, you both have a problem with authority and you’re always up for gossip: feeding each other secrets is all in a day’s work with him.

Larxene

- Larxene would see her best friend as far above everyone else, and she may become a little jealous if she sees you mingling with anyone she’s not a fan of, but that’s nothing you can’t handle. Larxene’s high-and-mighty demeanour isn’t all bad, though - she’d never see you down on yourself for any reason because you’re worth much more than feeling bad to her. Surprisingly, it didn’t take you long to realise that Larxene’s sharp tongue comes from a place of vulnerability, but her apologies after snapping at you give you a lot of hope for the future.

[coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe]

Superheroes with Secrets: Filming Begins (Fic part 57) (Set in 2001)

Around 2000 Words. 18+ in places.

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‘Giantess’ Kirby Roussimoff x Shane ‘Hurricane’ Helms (Circa 2001)

Reference Posts: Shane ‘Hurricane’ Helms

Kirby ‘The Blacklight Bandit’ Roussimoff

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Notes: The story is set in 2001, which would make Helms 27 and Kirby 31. This story also blends Kayfabe and Reality. Certain people speak in different colours, Mainly: Helms is Green. Kirby is Orange. Kane is Red. Undertaker is Purple. Big Show is Blue.

Other members of the BSK are also in purple.

Other women are in Pink.

Helms tries his best not to blush as he looks over at her. "I've been crazy about her since Big Show locked us in a room together for like five minutes. She busted down the door and I never saw anyone so powerful and beautiful at the same time. She's been the only one for me ever since." He takes her hand discreetly out of the view of the camera, just letting himself be a man in love for a moment.

"So, that's how you met, Kirby's on-screen brother locked you in a room together?"

"Yeah, me and Big Show had this stupid prank war and it led to me being locked in the same room as Hurricane, Shane, and I got really angry and broke the door down."

"Steel door. Solid metal hinges and locks. She busted it down without much more than a bruise. I was blown away."

"It didn't really hurt me much, I was a bit sore but that was kinda it." Kirby jokes.

"So, do you two have anything you'd like to say on your characters, starting with your thoughts on Hurricane?"

"I think the Hurricane is awesome, I'm not a huge fan of the cape, but I like it." Kirby states, looking over at Helms.

"She says that, but she likes the cape more than she lets on." Helms grins. "Capes are cool."

"Shane is a big fan of capes, and apparently giants." Kirby jokes.

"Any thoughts on the gimmick, Mr Helms, how did you become the Hurricane?"

"As Kirby learned today, I'm absolutely stupid for comics. Me and my brother would play superheroes all the time as kids. Felt about as natural as anything I've ever done."

"And your opinion on the Blacklight Bandit gimmick, starting with you, Mr Helms."

"It's one of the best gimmick upgrades I've ever seen. Kirby's tall, yeah, but she's not a hulking giant like how she used to be booked all the time. That's not her. She's quick and sneaky and a bright spot in the dark. That's the Bandit. Being able to be herself instead of forced into someone else's shoes is one of the smartest things done in the company in a while."

"How did you become the Bandit, Miss Roussimoff?"

"I'm not sure what exactly set off the switch which made me realise that I needed a change but, I became the Bandit at the right time, I called up a friend, had them make me some gear and chose a new song to enter to and I let myself become the Bandit."

"You seem way happier since you made the switch." Helms comments.

"I am, ya know, a lot of good things happened after the switch." Kirby notes.

"So, you two are engaged, how soon after deciding to date did you two get engaged?"

"I think it was, two days?" Kirby looks at Helms for reassurance.

"Jeez, if that. I knew I wanted to right away; I just needed the right moment. Ended up deciding to make the moment instead."

"If anyone that watches this is dating someone who makes them feel like that, take Shane's advice, make the moment." Kirby states.

"So, how would you two describe the way you work in the ring?"

"Fast and energetic, but always safe." Kirby comments.

"For sure. Everything we do that looks risky or painful, we've practiced a couple dozen times to make sure everything is safe."

"We practice over and over again until it's a fine art." Kirby jokes.

"So, last question before we follow you two around and interview your colleagues about you two. What would you say is the main difference between each other in and out of the ring?"

"Shane's voice, the Hurricane has this very comic book way of talking and Shane doesn't." Kirby notes.

"I'm also not nearly as cool as him." Helms laughs. "Kirby on the other hand... well, you're a lot like the Bandit. Cool and mysterious. Maybe less serious and aloof. Bandit doesn't smile, but you've got a great one."

"I think Shane's cool, I'll admit that I smile a lot more than my character does, but that might change in the future." Kirby states before the cameras are turned off.

"Aw, you're gonna be all smiley in the ring?" Helms grins, a little grateful the camera's off so he can ask her whatever he wants.

"Maybe, we have to eventually drop hints at us being together." Kirby whispers, soon spotting that the crew are leaving them with one camera guy and a co-producer.

"Guess it's time to introduce the folks at home to our family."

"Our small but loving family, or the massive business family?" Kirby jokes.

"Gonna be both eventually."

"True" Kirby nods in agreement as the producer comes up to them.

"Uhm, hi, I'm Jack, I'm a co-producer, if you need anything let me know. My camera operator, Erica, will be following you two around for the next year of filming, from six-am to nine-pm, she'll eat with you, hang out with you, anytime you want to be alone without her, just let her know." Jack gives them an obvious 'my job says I have to do this' smile.

"Great to meet you both." Helms smiles politely. "Hope we all get to know each other real well in the coming year."

"Alright, well, here's my number in case I'm not around when you two need something." Jack murmurs, handing them both a business card.

Erica approaches with the camera on, red filming light flashing away. Kirby waves at the camera and gives Helms a quick kiss on the lips, just hard enough to leave a lipstick stain.

He blushes lightly before shaking off his giggles and getting into his entertainer mindset. "Alright, wanna introduce you folks at home to the gang here. And cause they've been trying to distract me from behind the camera this whole time, let's start with the Hardy Boys."

"And Lita now that she's here." Kirby adds, walking over to Jeff and Matt and lifting them onto her shoulders.

"Our crazy little gang. Kirby's sister from another mister and my brothers from a different mother."

"Exactly, Matt with his black hair, Jeff with his crazy hair and Lita, with her long red locks." Kirby states, before putting the boys on the floor and hugging Lita.

"We've travelled close to 20 hours all together this week and somehow survived to tell the tale."

Kirby pulls away from Lita and laughs at Helms' comment, putting her arm around his shoulders, "but yeah, these guys are our super close friends, we're weird but it's fun to be weird, ya know."

"Plus our mom loves him." Jeff adds, ruffling Helms' hair. "Think she's more excited for you two to get married than you are."

"If my dad was around, he'd love Helms too." Kirby notes, almost letting the camera see her emotional side before composing herself again.

"I'm an easily lovable guy, what can I say? I mean, it only took five months of pining, but I got the hottest woman in wrestling to agree to marry me."

"Thank you for the compliment babe." Kirby whispers as she kisses Helms slightly deeper than the last time.

"Hey, it's the truth. I'll accept any head-flicks that Lita decides to give me over it."

Lita scoffs and Kirby pulls Helms into another kiss, pulling Helms in by his hips. Helms doesn't shy away from kissing back, even in front of the camera.

"Guys, don't go full, you know, p-o-r-n." Matt jokes.

"I dunno what kind of porn you watch, but we haven't gone any harder than PG. Not even PG-thirteen yet."

"Babe, cameras," Kirby whispers against his neck, holding him close to her.

"You can say porn on camera, can't you? The Simpsons say it."

Erica nods from behind the camera.

"You just said it twice so I guess you can."

"Sweet... real tempted to just start chanting it."

"Shane, don-" before Kirby can finish her warning, Jeff has started chanting 'porn'.

"Oops." Helms grins sheepishly.

Kirby gives him a look of, 'look what you did'.

"He'll get tired if we don't pay attention to him."

"And when he feels ignored, he goes for anything that'll annoy you to force ya to pay attention."

"Yeah, that too."

Kirby pulls Helms into a heated kiss, pushing him against the wall and leaning down to kiss him and then kiss down to his jawline, then his neck.

"Thought we were keeping it PG" He chuckles.

"Notice that the camera is more interested in Jeff." Kirby whispers against his neck.

"Touché."

Kirby nips at his neck, trying to get him riled up in any way possible. Kirby pulls away as the camera turns back to the couple, her lipstick smudged slightly and Helms' neck covered with it.

"Think they call this the honeymoon phase. Hope it never ends." Helms grins sheepishly.

"I hope it never ends too, mainly because us being so in love lets me do this," Kirby notes as she lifts Helms over her shoulder.

He squeaks quietly as he's slung over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"Kirby put him down," Lita chuckles.

"Hell nah, he squeaks when I do this. He also, no, I can't say that on camera." Kirby jokes.

"Yeah, keep that part private." Helms chuckles.

"I have many pet names for the Hurricane," Kirby states to the camera, "I like calling him 'Green Lantern' and 'mon ange'."

"She's got other ones too, but only our neighbours in the hotels get to know those ones." Helms winks.

"He tends to call me 'sweetheart'." Kirby states proudly.

"It's an oldie, but it's a classic."

"Off screen, he is the bad boy to my good girl. On screen, I am the bad girl to his good guy." Kirby jokes.

"Gotta keep a good balance."

"We aren't even married and yet we continuously land on the topic of kids."

"I'm good with kids. She keeps telling me we gotta wait to be married, but where's the time with a schedule like ours?"

"We wait until we're married," Kirby whispers, patting his butt and rubbing the back of his thigh with her free hand.

"Yeah, yeah, we wait."

Kirby puts Helms down, messing with the hem of his shirt as she hugs him from behind.

"Who else is still around who we need to introduce?"

"Uhm, maybe some members of the BSK, if they're here?" Kirby whispers.

"Track 'em on down."

Kirby pulls away to wolf-whistle, attracting the attention of Undertaker, Kane, Big Show and Rikishi.

"The folks met the little boys. Time to meet the big boys."

Kirby walks over to Show first, "This is Paul Wight, Big Show, my big bro on screen. This is Rikishi, he's my cousin, then you have Undertaker and Kane, Mark and Glenn, who are kinda like brothers to me too."

"It was them I had to impress before I could really start dating Kirby."

"I am the only female member of the BSK, and I get a lot of protection because of that, sometimes, too much."

"They're protective of you, sweetheart. Make sure no losers try and date you. How I got through, I have no idea."

"You've beaten up two dudes to protect me and my honour and dignity, that's how you got through." Kirby states proudly.

"Guess I earned you, hmm?"

"Oh definitely, mon amour."

"Good. Then I've accomplished at least one thing I can be proud of."

"We actually have a match against Show next week." Kirby notes.

"It's still on the hush-hush for now, but everyone who sees this will probably have seen it and knows how it goes, so hello from the past. We don't know who wins the match, but you do."

"Exactly, and then I'm booked in for a title shot against Chyna on the first of November."

"And the viewers already know if you're champion or not yet."

"Knowing my luck, if I get to be champion, DiBiase will show up and buy the belt off me." Kirby jokes.