Post by Deleted on Mar 3, 2017 0:09:54 GMT -5
When Bindy Trent arrived at AWE, it was not unlike when Baby arrived at that holiday camp back in 1963. Bindy, like Baby, was and still is, super hot (I’m referring to the Jennifer Grey before she messed her face up with all that unnecessary work--she was hot, am I right?). Getting back on track, Bindy, like Baby, was wide eyed and innocent and ready for adventure.
She had this ability, unlike many, to pick herself back up right after she fell down, no matter what. This is what gained my attention--I don’t know about the rest of you, But I mean, perseverance, humor, intelligence, and she’s super hot? I’m a man, after all. (This is where I say sorry to that well dressed guy she’s running around with.)
(Yeah we’re, like, whatever that word is… Um, platonic. I was thinking of the philosopher at first, but I digress.)
She thought she had seen it all until she ran into me. (Yes, I am absolutely Johnny Castle. This is my promo, so I get the best role.)
When we came together (this is where we have to pretend that my former opponent was knocked up and had to run off with some loser to get an illegal abortion, for the sake of continuity) and we had to dance.
One step.
Two step.
Three step.
Four.
“When we stepped into the ring together, I didn’t know what to expect, Bindy. I thought we’d go rounds and let that ‘may the best competitor win’ thing rule the day. I had no expectation of what I’d really gain from our ‘dance’ together. You got the better of me that day and I don’t have a single regret. I’d do it all over again, the exact same way, just to share that dance once more. I say that with confidence.”
(Platonic, I know.)
Soon we were doing the Mambo like we were born into it. Then things became strange. The womanizing Zack Fantana who knocked up Austin Gale and then paid for the abortion became relevant again because he held the Dancing Championship (Once again, for the weird continuity of this tale, because he was a waiter in the movie) and we were forced to include Zack Fantana and the whiny Austin Gale in our Mambo/Plot/Whatever.
Lame, right?
“I won’t lie, I wanted the Championship. I had never held one in my life and it was a goal from the start. I didn’t intend on letting anyone stand in my way and Bindy was no different. There wasn’t a moment where I didn’t think about our dance, though. Once again, we were in the ring together and despite the distraction of Zack Fantana and that obnoxious Austin Gale, the match came down to the two of us. That’s right, the Resilience Championship was up for grabs and I was able to come away with it.”
Oh yeah, right! Now I somehow have to work the lift into it.
Light bulb!
“That night, with everyone watching, I wanted to lift Bindy high above all others, but she wasn’t ready. She held back. She couldn’t do it. She had made it look so easy the first time we ‘danced’ but something had changed. Was it the presence of Fantana and Gale? They got in the way of this, our perfect dance? I would not be able to lift her above all of AWE.Then again, what if it was something I had done? Did my own drive blind me to the opportunity for another perfect dance? Or was it a perfect dance all along?”
Yeah, Dare Johnny Clemmens Castle was pretty confused. (Still with me?)
Again, a moment to continue our Mambo love affair presented itself, but again, Austin Gale was involved--tough luck, right? Seriously, what is with this guy?
“Bindy and I are tied--one to one. But are we really? She beat me, fair and square, in a one on one dance. Then I beat her in a ladder...dance...which you could argue wasn’t as challenging as a one on one dance. Now, we’re forced to include Austin Gale? You’re telling me it takes three to Mambo?”
Still, Bindy Baby and I, Dare Johnny (confusing?) put it out of our minds as we allowed Austin “Penny” Gale with his knobby knees, to be an unnecessary set of legs in what should have been our beautiful dance. It should have been the culmination of our dancing, but again, Knobby Knees-Big Head guy had to jump in and ruin it.
Thanks, bozo.
“Bindy now has her Father informing her that our dance cannot be as friendly as it has been in the past. He’s telling her to pull out all of the stops and she’s already proved she’s ready to do so against Austin Gale. I’m all for this, as I think Austin Gale is the lamest ‘businessman’ on the planet, (next to that Papa John’s guy, because he doesn’t like gay people.) Anyway, Bindy is further away from me now, than she ever has been before. Honestly, maybe it is time for the gloves to come off. It might be time to take our Mambo and turn it into a Fight. I feel compelled to give her what I think she wants. To be that enemy for her--so it’s easier for her to make the move. This would be how I would finally lift her above the rest of AWE, by being her villain.”
The Resilidance (Like that? I do.) Championship is on the line.”
“Still, I can’t bring myself to allow wrestling tradition and egotism to enter the equation and ruin what Bindy and I have built. I know that the two of us are destined to face and become the dance that defines AWE for years to come. I know the two of us can take the Resilience Championship to heights it’s never seen before. I know, it all comes down to this dance. I also know that she’s ready.”
Only in our version of this tale, we lift each other.
Boom.
“And don’t forget…”