Prospektive: The Cameras return from a commercial break, The Corporation.. Randy Orton, Ric Flair, Sable, Mike Sanders and Shawn Michaels are still awaiting to be let inside the Factory to pick up this supposed "package" of Mr. McMahons that is supposed to be delivered before this Sunday Nights Redemption. But thus far Randy and his band of merry men.. and Sable, have been met with nothing but strange and confusing people, whom of wich have yet to let him inside. Randy is obviously not to pleased with this as he begins pacing back and forth in front of the door and Sable tries her best to calm him down.

'THE WILDCAT' Sable: " Randy calm down babe, don't get all worked up for nothing.. save all that energy for your match this Sunday with Triple H. "

'THA PROSPEKT' Randy Orton: " Save it for Triple H? what could I possibly need to save up for the likes of Hunter Hearst Helmsley? The biggest joke to walk into the XWF since.. well since that joke The Rock. Just who the hell do these guys think they are? walking into the XWF, MY XWF and acting as if they call the shots, as if their the man around here. Well the last time I checked it was me with the World Title, me headlining WrestleMania, and me.. Randy Orton who ALWAYS.. always comes out on top. "

Prospektive: Randy walks up to the giant sized metallic door and looks as if he's going to punch it closing his fist and pulling his arm back.. but he thinks twice about it and stops midswing, trying his best to hold back his anger. We've seen Randy get angry before when people have doubted him, but will he be this unstable going into his match at WrestleMania, or even this Sunday Night even.

'THA PROSPEKT' Randy Orton: " But you know something? Just two weeks from now at WrestleMania I will retain my World Heavyweight Championship against Steven Richards.. Just like I did at Gravity against The Rock, I will keep what is mine. And still their are people that look down on me, people who are jealous, people who don't like the fact that I am the World Champion and intend on being Champion for a very long time. But that's okay because I've learned to deal with the fact that not everyone can be me.. not everyone can have a perfect body, a perfect smile, people like Triple H and The Big Show.. they need someone to take out their anger on and that's just fine. [ randy runs his fingers over the diamonds on his belt ] But it's all going to backfire this Sunday because I'm going to soften good old Triple H up for you Mike, so that come WrestleMania when he challenges you for your Television Title it will be a damn walk through the park, not that it wouldn't have been anyways. I mean where does Hunter get off making threats towards me or any other member of The Corporation for that matter? "

'ABOVE AVERAGE' Mike Sanders: " He thinks because he's got some Five Hundred Pound Slob with him, that can't even control his own saliva glands enough to stop slobbering all the damn time is something to be afraid of? Don't worry about me Randy, Triple H is as good as done. "

'THE SHOWSTOPPA' Shawn Michaels: " Yeah, so far so good Champ.. first The Rock and The nWo Wolfpac become a thorn in our side, now we can't even get the freaks inside this place to let us in so we can do what we came here to do, get our our package and get the hell out of here. "

Prospektive: As if the man was summoned upon by Shawn Michaels at that very second, the small little hatch/window opens up again and the man shows his face, golden ticket in hand as he looks down at Randy and the others without saying anything for a brief moment until finally..

'THE GATEKEEPER' Steven: " You may now enter.. "

'THE SHOWSTOPPA' Shawn Michaels: " It's about damn time.. I thought he would never come back. "

Prospektive: A Loud Creaking/Groaning sound can be heard, like Metal on Metal as the Massive Doorway opens and The Corporation step into The Factory at last and are met with that same Chocolate Smell but this time around it's ten times stronger. The Factory looks normal enough as the Door opens all the way and the man with the strange mustache seems to have disapeared into thin air. Shawn Michaels and Ric Flair check behind the doors to see if he's hidden anywhere behind them but find nothing.

'ABOVE AVERAGE' Mike Sanders: " Where the hell did the little bastard go? "

'THE WILDCAT' Sable: " Randy this is getting wierd.. are you sure Vince called these guys? "

'THA PROSPEKT' Randy Orton: " Yes, Vince handed me that ticket himself and told me to come here specifically. It;s the exact same adress, you can't miss it! There's only one Hersheys Chocolate Factory in Hershey, Pennsylvania and that's where we are. See, these machines make chocolate syrup, hersheys kisses, chocolate.. we're at the right place, I Just hope these guys' heads are in the right place or I have a feeling Vince isn't going to be getting his package. "

Prospektive: Randy and the rest of the group continue walking down the corridor of Chocolate making machines looking for somebody.. anybody at all. They keep on walking until they reach a room with a bunch've tubs filled with different colors of chocolate in it. Red, White, Blue, Green, and of course Brown. Mike Sanders peeks over the blue colored chocolate tubs edge and goes to stick his finger in but Shawn quickly smacks his hand away and not a moment too soon.

'ABOVE AVERAGE' Mike Sanders: " Hey! What the hell'd you do that for Shawn? "

'THE SHOWSTOPPA' Shawn Michaels: " What the heck is wrong with you? are you crazy?! Haven't you seen what happens to that little girl in the movie who gets greedy and tastes some of the candy when she obviously wasn't supposed to. Do you want to end up like that little girl? "

'ABOVE AVERAGE' Mike Sanders: " I think the chocolate smell has gotten to your brain man. "

'THA PROSPEKT' Randy Orton: " Shawn you're talking crazy talk.. this isn't the movies, we aren't The Rock making some cheap movie that you'll see in the dollar movie theatre down the block a month after it comes out.. this is business. Besides, if The Corporation made a movie it would have a Multi-Million Dollar Budget, and we could buy a place like this and wouldn't have to walk around searching for someone. "

Prospektive: All of the sudden.. yet again as if he were summoned upon by Randy Orton himself a man appears in front of Randy as suddenly as the other had disapeared. This fellow is sporting a very colorful getup.. a bright neon green top hat and reddish purple suit as well as a cane. What a Hersheys Chocolate Factory worker would need a cane for is beyond me, but the man has a cane alright? He smiles at Randy and the rest of The Corporation as they all exchange confused glances and yet again.. Shawn Michaels breaks the silence.

'THE SHOWSTOPPA' Shawn Michaels: " Whoa.. Whoa.. Whoa... what do we have here. Things just got a little bit more interesting Guys.. First we've got the Munchkin greeting us at the door, now we've got Mr. Willy Wonka over here himself. I told you this place was strange. "

'Factory Worker' Billy: " Willy Wonka? [ he laughs ] No, No, No.. I'm afraid you must have mistaken me for someone else. My name is Billy, and I'm the man who runs this Factory during the day. My assistant Steven has told me of your arrival, we have been expecting you. "

'THA PROSPEKT' Randy Orton: " Well I'd hope so.. Mr. McMahon wouldn't have been very happy if he were to hear about this business arrangement going sour. I think it's in your best interest if we just get this over with as quickly as possible. "

'Factory Worker' Billy: " Of course of course.. we don't make anything sour in this factory, our chocolate is of the finest quality I assure you. "

'THA PROSPEKT' Randy Orton: " That's not what I meant.. listen pal, just cut the crap and lets get down to business. Mr. McMahon called you for a special order, I'm here to come and get it and bring it back to him. Now.. where the hell is it? Or do things have to get physical around here. "

'Factory Worker' Billy: " No no, that wont be necessary at all Randy, I apologize for any inconvenience that we may have caused you. Just let me go retrieve your package and you can be on your way. "

'THE SHOWSTOPPA' Shawn Michaels: " No Funny business while you're at it Buddy.. we're on a tight schedule. Just grab the goods and we'll never have to see you again. "

Prospektive: The Factory worker runs off and disapears for a moment before returning shortly after with a briefcase in hand. He walks up to Randy and hands him the briefcase, his hand shaking and rightfully so.. who isn't afraid of The Corporation? Randy takes the briefcase and opens it up, his expression doesn't change until he drops the briefcase to the ground (but not on mistake) and all of its contents spill out onto the floor.

'THA PROSPEKT' Randy Orton: " This is what you give me? Chocolate Replicas of Triple H? The Rock? The Big Show?!.. this is what you are giving me to take back to Mr. McMahon? This isn't what he ordered.. he specifically told you that he wanted replicas of me.. of The Coorporation.. US.. not THEM! What the hell is wrong with you? Are you stupid or something? This isn't acceptable, Mr. McMahon will be hearing about this, our Lawyers will be hearing about this.. and you'll be hearing from us again, and next time it wont be on good terms.. I guarantee it. Unless, you tell me that this was a joke.. I'm a forgiving guy and I'll just let it slide. But only if you have what we came here for.. if not, well problems are going to have to be dealth with.. problems like Triple H. "

'Factory Worker' Billy: " I'm so terribly sorry.. my staff must have written the order down wrong, that or you got someone elses order. I'll have them replaced, each and every one of them! Just come back tomorrow and I will have them done, and I will double your order for the mistake, please don't hurt me! I beg of you. "

'THE SHOWSTOPPA' Shawn Michaels: " It's too late for apologies pal. "

'Factory Worker' Billy: " No please! I'll give you anything you want. A Lifetime supply of chocolate? I'll have one of my workers dance for you! Yes, that's it! [ yelling ] Donald! oh Donald! come and dance and sing a song for the nice people would you? "

Prospektive: A short.. very very short man comes out of no where waddling over to where The Corporation stands, wearing orange face paint, and a green wig. (you know the deal) Randy looks down at him not amused at all as The Factory worker tries to run off but Mike Sanders and Ric Flair cut him off at the pass.

'THE NATCHA' BOY' Ric Flair: " And just where do you think you're going sonny boy?! Nowhere! WOO! "

'THA PROSPEKT' Randy Orton: " Trying to run? You're Trying to run from The Corporation? Hey guys.. I think we have a Triple H fan among us.. one of those idiots who actually think that Triple H has what it takes to beat me, Randy Orton. Well you know what, I think it's about damn time that we started making examples out of people.. let people like Triple H and The Big Show know that you just don't mess with The Corporations plans. And I think we'll start with you.. "

Prospektive: Randy goes to grab the factory worker but he ducks and Randy only gets a handful of bright green hat as he escapes leaving the oompa loompa look alike alone with The Corporation. He looks up at Randy and gulps than proceeds to do the only thing he knows how.

'Oompa Loompa Wannabe' Donald: " Oompa.. Loompa.. Doo-

SMACK! Shawn Michaels just Super Kicked (Sweet Chin Music) that Oompa Loompa look alike straight to hell! My god what Impact.. what Bone Shattering Action.. The Pain.. The Horror.. Damn That guy got Fucked Up! Randy steps on the final piece of Triple H look alike Chocolate smashing it under his boot as The Corporation turns back towards the way they came, exiting the factory and leaving a mess behind in their wake. Will this be the seen come Sunday Night on Redemption? Will Randy and the rest of The Corporation end Triple H's sweet sweet streak of success?! It's just two weeks before WrestleMania, anything can happen.. and is bound too!

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