"OK, if you want to focus on your Luchadore moves, I'll let you do that, although you have to try do some other moves. Any moves you want to try? Now's a good time to do it."

Yoshi pondered for a moment, before shrugging, and speaking:

"I don't know. I don't watch much wrestling. But I'm pretty athletic, I reckon"

"Hmm...yes, you do seem light and quick."

"Actually...on Television the other day, I saw a guy...Paul Birmingham, I think his name was. He pulled off a shooting star press, but was standing up. It looked incredible. Can I try it?"

"It's a dangerous move. Do you think you're up for it?"

Yoshi nodded, and Eric got down on the floor. Yoshi sighed, and took a deep breath. Yoshi jumped up in the sky, flipped, before landing on his shoulders, with a thud on the mat. Yoshi screamed in pain, and Eric rushed up off of the floor. Standing above Yoshi, Eric sighed and shook his head.

"It's all my fault. I should have known you're not ready for it. Shit, I have to ring THREE federations. I wish Yoshi just settled down and signed a written contract with just one fed."

"Wait...I think I'm alright."

Yoshi sat up sharply, but took a brief pause half way through. Wincing, Yoshi slowly got to his feet.

"Fancy going to KFC for a break? My treat."

Smirking, Eric and Yoshi left the ring area. The trainee climbed back into the ring and begins to throw punches at thin air as the scene closes.