Last Monday night at Warware was unbelievable! The perfect debut! Scoring a Pinfall against Ted DiBiase, showing people he could walk the talk. Ken has a busy weekend ahead of him, first of all he had to put Goldust in his place for interfering to favour him against Ted DiBiase. He didn't need his help, and he was going to make sure Goldust never interfered on his matches unless he was told to. He also had to get Michael something for his birthday! He already had an Idea, and in fact had already ordered something for Little Michael, he just hoped his parents enjoyed what Ken was going to give him. Then it's the Big Show... the obese son of a gun who dared to challenge him live in front of the fans. There is no way in the world such an Athlete would get his hands dirty with someone like Big Show, if he wanted to meet with him on the ring, he's have to pass a test first. Last but not least... he had his second Match at Warfare on Monday night. A triple threat match with the Miz and Teddy Hart, yet again, more nobodies for him to beat. He wanted to be in perfect Shape for the upcoming pay per view, where he was aiming to have a huge match.
.:: Te EBWF Cameras capture as Ken Walks from left to right on the living room of his hotel room. Looking extremely disgusted and walking back and forth, back and forth. Ken was wearing a plain white V-neck T-shirt and black jeans, with Lacoste sneakers. Goldust was standing in front of him, with his head down, he was wearing his usual wrestling gear, black and golden body suit, and his matching make up. ::.
Goldust: I will not do that again Ken I PRO-PRO-PROMISE!!!!!!!!
Mr. Kennedy: I know you won't! I don't need your help unless I tell you I need your help freak! is this what you call a manager? You made it seem that it was you who made me win! You made me look weak and dependant. God! Who would depend on a gold freak?
Goldust: I'm sorry, I won't do it again! I swear! Can I come Ringside with you next week?
Mr. Kennedy: I'll Think about it... if you behave!
Goldust: I'll do Anything! Name it...
Mr. Kennedy: Okay... I'll tell you what you have to do, but not just yet!
Goldust: Ken, you're up against the Miz and Ted Hart on Monday night Warfare!
Mr. Kennedy: How many jokers do I have to leave in shame before reeling in a big match! Wasn't enough with the enormous display of talent last Monday? I completely owned the match, DESPITE THE UNWANTED INTERFERENCE OF A FREAK WHO IS NEARBY, WHO I'M WATCHING, BUT I DON'T WANT TO SAY HIS NAME!!!! Ted Hart? As in, someone from the Hart Family? I hate people who gets by just by issuing their family's name although they haven't done absolutely nothing to earn respect... I guess I will have to make an example out of him like I did last week with Mr. DiBiase Junior.
How come I have a manager and I get these stupid matches! What Miss am I facing? Miss Kitten? Miss Elizabeth?
Goldust: The Miz! I don't know just the Miz!
Mr. Kennedy: My miss? I have no Miss Freak, I don't know what you're talking about! Who's that Miss you're talking about! Manager wanna-be, why don't you go downstairs and find who the hell is this Miss i'm facing on a triple threat? Mr. Kennedy Doesn't hit women, so if this Miss is actually a Miss I'm not showing on Monday Night! Specially if that Miss is Miss Maria Kanellis!
Goldust: Ken and Maria sitting in a Tree K-I...
Mr. Kennedy: Okay, you're not going to my match on Monday!!!!
Goldust: No! No! I was Just Joking! I'll go downstairs and check out in the lobby if someone can tell me who the miss is?
.:: Ken sways his hand from side to side, signaling for the door, looking disgusted at Goldust. The gold freak walked out of the room holding his giggles, once the door of Ken's room was closed he continued singing "S-S-I-N G!!!!!!!!". Kennedy rushes to open the door and glare at Goldust, who rushes downstairs and giggles out loud. Once Downstairs he heads over towards the Lobby Counter and smiles at the lady behind the counter. ::.
Girl in the counter: May I help you uh...........sir?
Goldust: Hello there! I'm looking for the Miz
Girl in the counter: What Miss?
Goldust: I don't know... where's the Miz?????
Girl in the counter: Why are you wearing that outfit sir? Ohhh... You're looking for the miss at the bachelorette party right? Strange Fetishes people has these days! Sir, the Miss is waiting for you on room 2015.
Goldust: Sure, whatever... The Miz is on Room 2015?
Girl in the counter: Yes!
Goldust: Thank you very much!!!!!!!!!!! Ken is going to be so happy!
.:: Goldust rushes to room 2015, looking for the Miz... He was so happy he finally found Ken's opponent... apparently. Standing by the door he inhales deeply, thinking about what to do. He thought he could give the Miz a Beating! Yes! That was he was going to do!, knocking on the door and giggling he waited for the door to open. Hearing the door knob being turned he clenched his fists. The door opens and a slender lady appears before Goldust smiling, she was wearing a lace robe and smirked at the sight of the Gold Freak before her. Goldust throws his hand at the lady, hitting her nose and bringing her down in a single shot. He stomps on her for a few moments before stopping and leaning down. ::.
Goldust: You're in for something big on Monday night... gee, you're weak Miz!
.:: The lady laid unconscious on the floor, Goldust thought she couldn't be a wrestler... He Screwed up Badly! He looked up and whistled, trying to put his hands inside his pockets (He looked like a dork trying to put a hand inside a pocket which doesn't exist) and walking away. Back down to the Lobby. ::.
Goldust: Listen, I'm looking for The Miz! The wrestler!!!!
Girl in the counter: Trish? Carmella? There are lots of Misses who Wrestle...
Goldust: Some Wrestler Called The Miz!!!!
Girl in the counter: Ohh!!! Mike Mizanin! I thought you were the stripper the woman who is organizing a bachelorette party hired! I'm pretty sorry! Mike Mizanin? Well he's not staying in this hotel, I'm a big wrestling fan though!
Goldust: The Miz...Wasn't it the guy who spent more time on Reality Shows than training? I'll go tell Ken!
.:: Goldust heads over towards the Elevator and leaves the Girl behind the counter completely Puzzled as the scene fades to black. ::.
.:: Te EBWF Cameras capture as Ken Walks from left to right on the living room of his hotel room. Looking extremely disgusted and walking back and forth, back and forth. Ken was wearing a plain white V-neck T-shirt and black jeans, with Lacoste sneakers. Goldust was standing in front of him, with his head down, he was wearing his usual wrestling gear, black and golden body suit, and his matching make up. ::.
Goldust: I will not do that again Ken I PRO-PRO-PROMISE!!!!!!!!
Mr. Kennedy: I know you won't! I don't need your help unless I tell you I need your help freak! is this what you call a manager? You made it seem that it was you who made me win! You made me look weak and dependant. God! Who would depend on a gold freak?
Goldust: I'm sorry, I won't do it again! I swear! Can I come Ringside with you next week?
Mr. Kennedy: I'll Think about it... if you behave!
Goldust: I'll do Anything! Name it...
Mr. Kennedy: Okay... I'll tell you what you have to do, but not just yet!
Goldust: Ken, you're up against the Miz and Ted Hart on Monday night Warfare!
Mr. Kennedy: How many jokers do I have to leave in shame before reeling in a big match! Wasn't enough with the enormous display of talent last Monday? I completely owned the match, DESPITE THE UNWANTED INTERFERENCE OF A FREAK WHO IS NEARBY, WHO I'M WATCHING, BUT I DON'T WANT TO SAY HIS NAME!!!! Ted Hart? As in, someone from the Hart Family? I hate people who gets by just by issuing their family's name although they haven't done absolutely nothing to earn respect... I guess I will have to make an example out of him like I did last week with Mr. DiBiase Junior.
How come I have a manager and I get these stupid matches! What Miss am I facing? Miss Kitten? Miss Elizabeth?
Goldust: The Miz! I don't know just the Miz!
Mr. Kennedy: My miss? I have no Miss Freak, I don't know what you're talking about! Who's that Miss you're talking about! Manager wanna-be, why don't you go downstairs and find who the hell is this Miss i'm facing on a triple threat? Mr. Kennedy Doesn't hit women, so if this Miss is actually a Miss I'm not showing on Monday Night! Specially if that Miss is Miss Maria Kanellis!
Goldust: Ken and Maria sitting in a Tree K-I...
Mr. Kennedy: Okay, you're not going to my match on Monday!!!!
Goldust: No! No! I was Just Joking! I'll go downstairs and check out in the lobby if someone can tell me who the miss is?
.:: Ken sways his hand from side to side, signaling for the door, looking disgusted at Goldust. The gold freak walked out of the room holding his giggles, once the door of Ken's room was closed he continued singing "S-S-I-N G!!!!!!!!". Kennedy rushes to open the door and glare at Goldust, who rushes downstairs and giggles out loud. Once Downstairs he heads over towards the Lobby Counter and smiles at the lady behind the counter. ::.
Girl in the counter: May I help you uh...........sir?
Goldust: Hello there! I'm looking for the Miz
Girl in the counter: What Miss?
Goldust: I don't know... where's the Miz?????
Girl in the counter: Why are you wearing that outfit sir? Ohhh... You're looking for the miss at the bachelorette party right? Strange Fetishes people has these days! Sir, the Miss is waiting for you on room 2015.
Goldust: Sure, whatever... The Miz is on Room 2015?
Girl in the counter: Yes!
Goldust: Thank you very much!!!!!!!!!!! Ken is going to be so happy!
.:: Goldust rushes to room 2015, looking for the Miz... He was so happy he finally found Ken's opponent... apparently. Standing by the door he inhales deeply, thinking about what to do. He thought he could give the Miz a Beating! Yes! That was he was going to do!, knocking on the door and giggling he waited for the door to open. Hearing the door knob being turned he clenched his fists. The door opens and a slender lady appears before Goldust smiling, she was wearing a lace robe and smirked at the sight of the Gold Freak before her. Goldust throws his hand at the lady, hitting her nose and bringing her down in a single shot. He stomps on her for a few moments before stopping and leaning down. ::.
Goldust: You're in for something big on Monday night... gee, you're weak Miz!
.:: The lady laid unconscious on the floor, Goldust thought she couldn't be a wrestler... He Screwed up Badly! He looked up and whistled, trying to put his hands inside his pockets (He looked like a dork trying to put a hand inside a pocket which doesn't exist) and walking away. Back down to the Lobby. ::.
Goldust: Listen, I'm looking for The Miz! The wrestler!!!!
Girl in the counter: Trish? Carmella? There are lots of Misses who Wrestle...
Goldust: Some Wrestler Called The Miz!!!!
Girl in the counter: Ohh!!! Mike Mizanin! I thought you were the stripper the woman who is organizing a bachelorette party hired! I'm pretty sorry! Mike Mizanin? Well he's not staying in this hotel, I'm a big wrestling fan though!
Goldust: The Miz...Wasn't it the guy who spent more time on Reality Shows than training? I'll go tell Ken!
.:: Goldust heads over towards the Elevator and leaves the Girl behind the counter completely Puzzled as the scene fades to black. ::.