Guess Who's Coming To Dinner, Part 1

[Guest Ace309]

Tuesday, the day after Smarkdown.

 

Fade in on a nice, big house somewhere in Southern California. Zoom further in, and we see El Luchadore Magnifico sitting on his back porch by the pool. He's dressed casually in a swimsuit, sipping a Corona with a towel by his side. Suddenly, he hears a ring from the inside of the house. A moment later, one of the Luchadore's housekeepers leans out the backdoor.

 

"Mr. Magnifico, you have a telephone call!"

 

Magnifico sighs, obviously a little upset to be bothered on his day off. "Who is it?"

 

"It's Tom Flesher."

 

"Geez... I just wrestled a tag match yesterday, and now I've gotta get ready to wrestle Spider on Friday night. He probably just wants to rub my face in it. Tell him I'll see him at the pay-per-view."

 

"No, Mr. Magnifico, he doesn't want to gloat! He even said that specifically. He says to please ask you to just spend a few minutes and talk to him."

 

The Luchadore sighs, and finally nods to his housekeeper to bring him the phone.

 

"Hello?"

 

"Hey, Mags! It's me, Flesher!"

 

"Don't call me Mags, and make it quick."

 

"First off, I'm sorry about what happened last night."

 

Magnifico sounds a bit frustrated, but mostly incredulous. "You mean like Fallout taking out the ref?"

 

"Um... yeah."

 

"And clocking Raynor with a chair while the ref was unconscious?"

 

"Well, I..."

 

"And hitting me with that same chair?"

 

"Listen, shut up a second and let me get to the point." Magnifico sighs deeply, but doesn't say anything, signaling Flesher to continue. "I know I've said and done a lot of bad things to you and the Midnight Carnival lately, but... well, a Clansman is a Clansman, and the thing is that the Clan and the Carnival are starting to play nice."

 

"No shit, gringo."

 

Flesher ignores Magnifico's comment and keeps talking. "Thoth, shining example of humanity that he is, has inspired me. Listen, Mags-"

 

"DON'T ... call me Mags."

 

"Can I get a word in edgewise here? SHEESH!"

 

"Just keep it coming, esse."

 

"Well, I wanted to extend the olive branch. Hell, I'll even go out of my way and get Spanish olives. You like black or green?"

 

"Well, I..."

 

"Ah, who cares? It doesn't matter. Here's the deal. Storm's in Greensboro on Friday. Howsabout you fly in a day early and stop over in Buffalo? I'll make some calls, I can get some Cuervo and some Corona... and you and me, we can fix some of this up."

 

"I dunno, man. Sounds a little... Clannie."

 

"Don't WORRY, Mags."

 

"I SAID- ah, fuck it. Just finish your spiel so I can get back to more important things, like watching my pool ripple."

 

"Just for us. I'm trying to make this Clanival, Carnivan, whatever thing work, and if that means letting you wear the belt for a while longer, so be it." Magnifico sighs, and Tom's tone becomes slightly more urgent. "Come on! I'm trying, here, man." Finally, the Luchadore relents.

 

"Fine. I'll fly into Buffalo on Thursday, and we can meet at your place. But just one thing, gringo."

 

"What's that?"

 

"You're buying."

 

With that, Magnifico hangs up the phone and idly skips his bottle cap into the water as we...

 

Fade.

[Guest El Luchadore Magnifico]

AND SO IT BEGINS.

 

Hehehe, nicely done, Flesher.

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

PFFFT!!!

 

 

Everyone knows Mag is an underpaid slave and couldn't afford a maid or a pool!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Good promo anyway.

[Guest chirs3]

On the one hand, it's getting drunk with someone who wants you dead, or at least crippled in some manner.

 

On the other hand, he's buying...

 

Decisions, decisions... Bah, go for it Mags!

[Guest TheBostonStrangler]

I like it. I'm interested to see whether there's a double cross, a genuine attempt to get along that succeeds, or, even better, a genuine attempt to get along that fails miserably, leading to a massive drunken brawl that ends up fracturing an already delicate situation between the two stables!

 

*everyone stares at Strangler*

 

What?

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Heh. Damn fine banter between these two. I'm still hoping for an absolutely scorching PPV match, but I will be happy with whatever you guys pull off.

 

God damn, the angles are firing on all cylinders. I really need to finish reading Smarkdown and see what I've missed...

[Guest AnnieEclectic]

Wow, I mean, I know there's a shaky Clan/Carnival alliance thing, but where the hell did this come from? Excellect way to stir the already bubbling pot even more.

 

Hmmm, it makes me think...

 

-Annie

[Guest BA_Baracus]

PROMO (Stubby P. McWeed);

"Hmmm...

 

...good stuff. Actually building a storyline with someone and building to a match is fun.

 

Mothernature says..."