"I think you've trained hard enough"

Still disliking Eric, Yoshi was still used to wincing as he heard the rugged voice of the man who would make Yoshi a star. A highlight, a champion. Yoshi, being stubborn as usual, ignored Eric's wise word, and despite having a lot of sweat dripping down on his forehead.

"Yoshi, calm the fuck down!"

Yoshi stopped and stood still. Yoshi was in the well built gym, with everything from weights to pulse testers. It had everything that a gym should have, and even a wrestling ring. Yoshi had managed to hire a wrestling trainer to help him out, for if Yoshi had hurt Eric, he'd no longer have a manager...or whatever Eric claimed to be.

"You don't think I could train harder? Fuck you."

This time it was Eric's turn to wince as a glob of spit flew from Yoshi's mouth, landing on Eric's cheek. Eric scowled and climbed in the ring. Yoshi tried a spinning heel kick, but Eric ducked and tripped Yoshi up, sending his body to the floor. Landing on his neck rather badly, Yoshi took some time getting up. Yoshi spat on the floor, and tried to take Eric down with a spear, but Eric just jumps to the side, and knees Yoshi in the face. Yoshi gets to his knees, but Eric brings him down with a DDT.

"I said stop!"

Panting, Yoshi slowly rose from the ring floor. Yoshi looks up and smirks at Eric.

"How comes you're such a good wrestler?"

Eric's eyes widen. He smirks and shakes his head.

"It's called practice mate. Now if you want to be as good as I am, you've got to be willing, you have to put in the time. Are you willing to put in the time?"

Yoshi's eyes soften, and his body softens to (he was being tense, obviously). Yoshi nods and the scene closes