*The greatest tag teams in the history of professional wrestling didn't work as individuals, they worked as a cohesive unit in order to get the job at hand finished satisfactorially. This is evident in all of the greats from the Legion of Doom to the team of Edge and Christian. However, there are some teams that are a bit...awkward. Teams put together for a specific reason but not always seeing eye to eye with one another. Most of these teams flop, but some come together and despite their differences with one another, get the job done, this is shown in teams like Stone Cold Steve Austin and Shawn Michaels and Kurt Angle and Chris Benoit, both of which became tag team champions. Now the EFW booking staff has seen it fit to pair up Dusty J and Jermaine Ruler, two guys who are more known for disliking one another than being a team. But like they say, opposites attract, and hopefully for them, being opposite leads to a victory against 8 Ball Inc's Brian Pearlman and Reno Andretti. The scene is an apartment building, 70's look to it, complete with shag carpeting. The front door opens and in walks Dusty J, not wearing his usual hip hop and wrestling shirts, but a sweatshirt with a faded logo and sweatpants on. His hair is shaggy and unwashed, and it doesn't appear that he's picked up a razor for days, maybe a week or two. He looks over at a person sitting at a table reading the Business section of the morning paper, Jermaine Ruler. Ruler uncharacteristically is wearing a plaid suit with slacks, and looks fresh as a daisy. Dusty walks over to the table and takes a seat across from Ruler, snatching the paper away from him and taking the sports section, then disregarding the rest of it, tossing it over his shoulder onto the floor.*

Whoa whoa, Dust, what in the name of the good lord do you think you're doing?

*Dusty sets down the paper and grabs Ruler's cup of coffee, then takes a sip and spits it out. Ruler looks at him, eyes widened in shock and terror.*

That's my coffee!

Good, it sucks, take it.

Why I never...

Should have put that much sugar in your coffee? I agree.

You are a slob!

And you're a neat freak anal retentive!

Why I am not!

Oh yeah? You're not? Well let me see here...if you aren't, I guess that you wouldn't care if I did this...

*Dusty gets up from his chair and walks over to the cupboards, opening a cabinet and taking out a can of tomato soup. He then takes out the can opener from it's spot and opens it up. He looks at Ruler, who is sweating bullets by now, then takes the top off and covers the ugly carpeting with Campbell's finest. Ruler springs out of his chair and glares a death stare through Dusty.*

WHY YOU'RE OUT OF YOUR MIND MAN! YOU STUPID, MORONIC, SLOBBISH, SON OF A....

Excuse me? Anal retentiveness? Is that what i'm hearing? Neat freak?

Huh? Nooo.....you see I didn't mean those things I just said, I was just kidding! You know, friendly jabbering among buddies. It's just tomato soup all over my precious carpet.....I mean, who cares anyway?

Why, i'm impressed. I fully expected you to freak out and get the cleaning supplies, but you haven't. I'm proud of you man. It takes a lot of cahonas not to clean up this horrible mess that I caused. I mean the soup is soaking into your expensive carpet as we speak, and it's going to be an ugly shade of red in this one spot for the rest of time if not cleaned. But hey, who cares what people think of our carpet? It's just carpet right? But man is it going to be sticky...

*Ruler finally cracks and raids the cleaning supplies and begins scrubbing furiously at the stain on the carpet. Dusty fights to hold back a smile and the ensuing laughs. After what he thinks is hours upon hours of pure hell, Ruler gets up and cracks his back before sitting down in the living room on a couch. Dusty walks over to the living room and jumps onto the sofa to the dismay of Ruler. He looks over to Jermaine and smiles, Jermaine just puts his hands in his face.*

Dusty, is there anything you want to do besides make a mess of the apartment?

Why yes Jermaine i'm so glad you asked. I'd like to discuss our tag team match against Brian Pearlman and Reno Andretti. You see, Reno Andretti spoke some harsh words about us and I was wondering what you thought about them?

Well, what did he say about us exactly?

I know this is going to be hard to hear man, but I must say it, and remember, i'm only rehashing what was said by Andretti. He...made fun of our names!

What do you mean he made fun of our names? He called us names? Like what? Did he say anything about my momma?

No no, he thinks that the names J Ruler and Dusty J are funny.

I think he looks funny, so what? Who insults names?

Apparently Reno Andretti.

So that's supposed to strike fear into our hearts or something?

I think so.

Well, it doesn't...

True, true. Hell, it's just talk anyway, you can't take any verbal threat too seriously, anybody can talk trash and make stupid little threats, even old women. But the fact of the matter is, Reno Andretti is questioning our name and claiming his superior, I actually have a problem with that. I don't know Jermaine, but is it just me or does he have no room to talk? You're one of the most popular superstars here in EFW, and i'm one of the most popular superstars in EFW, and a former EFW World Champion. Reno Andretti...well...he's a member of 8 Ball Inc, the guys that sink ratings with the slightest mention of their names. Andretti talks a big talk, he calls himself "The Sensation." Well maybe Reno doesn't understand that in order to be classified as a "Sensation" he must actually do something first, other than become the new lackey for Shawn Hunt and his boyfriends.

I agree fully, and you better listen closely Reno Andretti, listen real good, because you are nothing compared to J Ruler and Dusty J. We're not the best of friends or anything, but when you put this much talent on the same side of the spectrum, it's bound to be poppin' when we get down to business. Andretti, I don't care what guys have the same name as you, I don't care who you are related to, and I sure as hell don't care who your tag team partner and associates are, but I do know that the minute you question who I am, that makes you a target. And in the hood, when you're a target, you get shot at. And i'm not talking about verbal shots like the name game you like to play, i'm talking about full on busted. You sir are going to get busted in your ass come Rage, and we don't feel like showing any remorse to a punk like you.

*Dusty nods at everything Ruler is saying but then realizes that he's not the one having the discussion with Jermaine, but Jermaine is having some sort of telepathic conversation with Reno Andretti. Dusty looks around and over his shoulders for the sign of Reno or maybe a hidden camera, but to no avail. He turns back to Ruler and makes a puzzled glance, Ruler looks at him, wondering why he's confused.*

What?

Who are you talking to dude? You were adressing that stuff to Andretti himself, and...he isn't here.

Can't you see? There's a camera guy right there. We're on a sitcom, you know? The Odd Couple.

That show is older than I am man, we're not a television show, stop talking nonsense.

Of course we are, you haven't been able to tell by now? I'm the uptight neat freak guy, and you're the disgusting slob.

I think you're out of your mind. I don't believe you.

Oh yeah? Turn around and see for yourself.

*Dusty turns to see a live studio audience and many cameramen looking at them. He turns back and stares at Ruler, wondering just what the hell is going on.*

You haven't figured it out yet? This isn't real! I'm not really Jermaine Ruler! You're just having a freakish day dream, and I think it's about time to snap you out of it.

*Just before Dusty can ask another question he hears fingers snap. He focuses and looks around, wondering where he is before seeing the face of his friend Gregory Dixson.*

Ok man, it's your turn to do your interview.

Have you seen J Ruler around lately?

No, I haven't. Do you want me to go look for him?

Yeah, I need to speak with him as soon as possible.

Alright, i'll go look for him, you just do your interview and i'll be back, then we can get some pizza.

*Greg walks off to find J Ruler and Dusty walks into the interview room. The interview room isn't much, just a backdrop featuring the EFW logo and a chair to sit in, with one cameraman filming whatever the wrestler has to say. Dusty nods to the cameraman, who is wearing an EFW t-shirt and cap. He walks over in front of the camera and moves the chair aside before coughing to clear his throat. He motions to the cameraman to begin filming.*

They say great minds think alike, and those with tension work well together, i'm hoping that much is true. I'm teaming with a man that i've had a lot of previous history with, Jermaine Ruler. We first met in Dangerously Hardcore Wrestling...that's DHW to you, and in our first matches met in a battle royal of "newbies". We teamed up to take some enemies out, but then it came down to the two of us to find out who the ultimate DHW rookie was, I came out on top that night. I went on to find success, winning two titles and a major pay-per-view tournament. J Ruler's path lied different, he wrestled me for my cruiserweight title on an episode of Mutilation, and I annihilated him. He then joined up with wrestlers Linux and Rise, and got a re-match at my cruiserweight belt, this time, with their help, beating me. And now here we are in EFW, teaming up together to take out a common enemy in 8 Ball Inc. I think we can...no, I know we can set any differences we may have aside for this one.

One thing I also wanted to touch on was the fact that one of the guys we're facing, Brian Pearlman, needed his buddy Brian Cady to bail him out of getting pinned after the Gangbanger last week, and the goon squad ended up causing a double countout. Well Pearlman, you have exactly what you want this week, a partner, a buddy, somebody to back you up. But too bad for you, this week, I also have somebody to do that. I know you two will still have goons in the back waiting to pounce if that official goes down, but mark these words, if any member of 8 Ball Inc gets in the way of this match, I can not be held accountable for what's going to happen to them, and that goes all the way from Devastator, to Shawn Hunt, to that punk Jimmy Maxwell. 8 Ball wants to play, we'll play. And when I speak of we, I don't mean just myself and J Ruler. Bet on it.

So in closing, Pearlman, Andretti, get ready to rock and roll, because the noise is going to be deafening at the Providence Civic Center, because # 1 is going to hit, and you chumps will be falling off the top of the charts.

*Without warning, the cameraman jumps out from behind his video equiptment and removes his hat and rips off his shirt, it's not an EFW camerman! It's none other than...*

I AM BMAN! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

*Dusty gasps as Bman continues to laugh his evil laugh...*

TBC

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