PROMO: In Denial?

[King Cucaracha 0]

"Well, that's a relief, huh?"

 

With a nervous laugh, Megan Skye is clearly a relieved woman. Getting back with Landon was always going to be a minefield with the size and ferocity of his mouth and it's contents, but more than anything the possibility of Toxxic's return was a dark cloud hanging over the duo. Now, seemingly, that cloud has been lifted. So why Landon is sat on his hotel bed, emotionless, speechless, when he's supposed to be enjoying his week's holiday in his home country of España! isn't quite clear to Megan. Surely he should be happy. Surely he would have spoken on the flight, on the cab journey over. Anything more than a few mumbles and acknowledging grunts.

 

"I mean, for a moment there, I thought we were in real trouble." Megan smiles, trying to gain a response. "At least we can move on now...right?"

 

Still, nothing comes from Landon's stooped head.

 

"I'm sorry baby but, I...I don't get the problem here. I thought we were past all this. When you won the title at Battleground, you promised me you were through with Toxxic. When you destroyed Amy on Lockdown, you promised me you were through with Toxxic. When you paid Myers to dress up as Toxxic and destroyed him, you promised me you were through with Toxxic. So, what's the problem? You're the World Heavyweight Champion Landon. You don't need to deal with Toxxic anymore. He doesn't want to wrestle you. You're supposedly through with him. Everyone's happy!"

 

"He saw it."

 

Realising she's been completely ignored, Megan just sighs.

 

"See it? What, see what?"

 

"He saw everything I did. He saw the rundowns, he saw the insults. He saw me hit Ordonez with the Demonstar. I thought he'd gone underground for good and it was all for nought, but it wasn't. He saw everything I did...and he came back. Just like I said he would."

 

Smiling, Landon stares off creepily into the distance.

 

"I got to him."

 

"How do you figure?" Megan argues, for arguement's sake.

 

"He wouldn't have come back otherwise. Deep down, I got to him, he just doesn't wanna admit it. Yet."

 

"Landon, we don't need this." implores Megan. "You've got the title to worry about. Hawke wants a shot, Wildchild's probably going to want a shot, Va'aiga's back, Flesher's back, Charlie Matthews is back. Not to mention Amy being out for your blood when she comes back, Davis watching her back. Why complicate things with Stephens, after all the work you've done to get over it?"

 

Landon looks up at Megan for the first time in some time, looking at her with destain.

 

"And you think I've 'gotten over it', do you? Or just put it to the back of my mind again, maybe? I'm never going to 'get over it'. Not until I get Toxxic back, not until I PAY him back. An eye for an eye. A neck for a ne..."

 

"Landon, SNAP OUT OF IT!!"

 

Taken aback by Megan's forceful demand, Landon

 

"I wasn't around these past few months to talk you out of all this stupid revenge on Toxxic crap, so now I am I'd appreciate it if you listened to me! You are not Janus. You are not Andrew Blackwell. You are not Bloodshed. Quit with the evil vengeful sadist talk because it really doesn't suit you and it's getting us nowhere! I didn't get you that World Heavyweight Title shot to see you throw it all away over some petulant years long feud. And I sure as heck didn't wrangle you yet another show off so we could spend a week in Spain talking about Michael Stephens."

 

"Toxxic." corrects Landon.

 

"Whatever. The SWF officials aren't happy about all this time you're taking off you know. You're the World Champion. They expect you to jetlag your way around the world like everyone else. You need to sort your head out before we get back, otherwise you might not have that World Title for much longer...and don't say you don't care about it, because I know that's not true. Now shut up, forget about Stephens and grab a towel because we're going down to the sauna. And when we get back, if I even suspect that you're thinking about Stephens while we're doing it then I'm out of here, I swear."

 

Landon, at the prospect of some 'extra curricular activities' with his manager, lightens up a little now. He finally looks up and finally, a smile appears on his face.

 

"That goes for you too you know."

[janusd 0]

All you need to do is develop Laberinto as a split personality and you too can mimic Janus! Come on, you know you want to.

 

Also: Great harm will befall the next person I see misspelling "disdain" like you just did.

[Toxxic 0]

I've got this image of both Landon and Megan now strenuously trying NOT to think of Toxxic when having sex, and failing miserably. Like Ross trying not to picture Rachel as his mum in Friends.

[janusd 0]

I've got this image of both Landon and Megan now strenuously trying NOT to think of Toxxic when having sex, and failing miserably. Like Ross trying not to picture Rachel as his mum in Friends.

 

So which of them starts going "Ohhh, Toxxic..." first?

[Toxxic 0]

Well on the basis that Landon told Amy that if she dressed up like her brother then maybe Sean Davis would bang her, presumably if Toxx dressed up like Amy then Landon would bang him. So my bet's on Landon.