*Moments later there is a knock on SP's locker room door.*
?: Pizza man!
*A loud crashing noise is suddenly heard.*
?: You idiot! Look what you made me do!
? 2: It's not my f-
?: I am so sick of hearing you say that!
? 2: ...But it applies to this situation...
*SP opens the door to see Snitsky and Tomko. He shoots them with the remaining darts in his gun and closes the door. Moments later there is another knock.*
? 3: Žè“®ƒsƒU‚ÍŠJ”‚·‚éB
? 4: Can you speak English?
? 3: Not very well...
? 5: Ah da hell with this...let's just break down the door.
*The door is broken down and the concsious members of NB2005 walk into the room.*
Russo: Okay SP, we can do dis the easy way or we can do dis the hard way. Which way will it be?
*SP flips Russo off.*
Russo: Wrong choice...Akebono.
Akebono: ‚Í‚¢‚©B
Russo: Get me that belt.
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*The others stare at Akebono.*
Russo: ...Just get the d*mn belt.
*Akebono lunges towards SP but SP avoids him and Akebono crashes into the floor.*
Akebono: Ow...
*All the other members of the group go to attack but they end up tripping over Akebono and falling to the ground giving SP a chance to escape.*
Little Syxx (who somehow ended up at the bottom of the pile): ...I can't feel my legs.
*As SP enters the hall way he turns his head only to run into Triple H.*
Triple H: Gold!
*Triple H kicks SP and hits him with a Pedigree and gets the three...he then crawls into a corner, holds the belt close to him and begins rocking back and forth...obviously tramuatised by the results of Mania 21.*
-d*mn...I just wrote a story.