[b]-::{* Fade in. *}::-[/b] ::] The scene opens up with Zurick standing in front of a door of someone’s house with his head hung low. He is looking very depressed, just as he is when he is never around anyone. He lifts his head up and knocks on the door once more. But as he goes to knock on the door, the door swings open quickly and someone appears in the doorway. All of this happens too fast for Zurick to bring his arm down, so he ends up knocking on the person’s face. He then realizes that he’s not knocking on the door, but the person’s -- who he is looking for -- face. This person is none other than PCW Resident’s Moron, Ken Kaze, with George~! right next to his side. Kaze is clad in red polkadotted boxers and a white wife beater. George~! has on a jockstrap. Kaze looks surprised, yet excited, to see that someone has actually came to his house. [:: Ken Kaze: Zurick! You came! You actually... Zurick: Save it. Ken Kaze: Okay. Saved it. Zurick: What is? Ken Kaze: It. Zurick: Huh? Ken Kaze: You told me to save it. I just saved it by saying I saved it. Zurick: Uh... Ken Kaze: Snap-pops! Zurick: *confused* What? Ken Kaze: Snapple, razzle, dazzle! Zurick: *still confused* WHAT?! Ken Kaze: It’s what I say instead of the word shit. Zurick: Oh..... right. Ken Kaze: I’ll be right back, dude! Gotta get on some pants on! Zurick: Yeah.... ::] Kaze rushes from the doorway and speeds into his room with George~! The camera view changes into Kaze’s bedroom as he sets down George~! next to his bed while he approaches a pile of clothes that are lying on the floor. Kaze scrambles through the rubble and pulls out a pair of blue jean pants. Meanwhile, Zurick is shown still standing outside of Kaze’s door, with his head hung low once more, talking to himself. [:: Zurick: God I wish that moron would hurry up. Wait! Why am I talking to myself? I just called my name -- God. ::] Zurick sighs. [:: Zurick: I guess I can only depend on myself, eh? ::] Kaze is shown once more, this time staring at George~! [:: Ken Kaze: George~!! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: I’m tryin’ to freakin’ put on my CLOTHES! Why the heck are you even in here?! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: What... a.... LAME.... excuse, George~! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: Now get out! Get! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: What?! Don’t back-mouth me, mister! I’ll have to -- as good ole “Stone Cold” Steve Austin says -- open a can of WHOOP ASS on your boo-tay, if you smell what the Kazernator.... is cookin’! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: What’chu talkin’ ‘bout George~!? George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: NO! The Rock does NOT say “if you smell what I’m cookin’!” Why? ‘Cause Stone Kaze said so -- what?! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: What?! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: What?! I said ‘cause Stone Kaze said so! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: No.... YOU’RE the moron -- what?! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: I said YOU’RE the moron! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: All right! That’s it! Enough back-talk from you! ::] Kaze throws his pants across his bed and storms over to George~! He picks him up and sets him outside of his room, slamming the door shut behind him as he walks back over to his bed to retrieve his pants. Meanwhile, Zurick is shown once more, still standing outside of Kaze’s door, talking to himself. [:: Zurick: JESUS! What the hell is takin’ him so long?! All he had to do was throw on a pair of pants and shoes, and then get his ass out here! Why does that take so long?! ::] Zurick takes a moment to think. [:: Zurick: Oh yeah. ‘Cause he’s a moron. ::] Zurick sighs. The cameras show Kaze once more. Now, he has his pants on already and is putting on a pair of New Balance sneakers. He then stands up and grabs a diamond, crystal necklace from a table next to his bed and puts it on around his neck. He exits out of his bedroom and fetches George~! [:: Ken Kaze: Come on George~! Let’s go talk to Zurick. ::] He picks George~! up and saunters over to the front door. He opens it up and steps outside. [:: Zurick: *under his breath* About damn time. Ken Kaze: Did you say something? Zurick: Nope. Ken Kaze: Oh. George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: What’s that George~!? George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: George~! says you did say something. Zurick: Well you tell that damn tra -- I mean George~! -- that I did not say.... a WORD! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: George~! says he misheard you. He apologizes. ::] Kaze walks hastily toward the taxi and steps inside of it, placing George~! in the middle right next to him. Zurick slaps his head, shrugs, and sighs while walking over to the taxi. [:: Zurick: I MUST team with this moron?! Ken Kaze: Come on Zurick! Hurry! We gotta plane to catch! ::] Zurick enters the taxi and slams the door behind him. [:: Taxi Driver: Where to? Zurick: The airport you moron. It’s where I just came from! ::] The scene fades with the taxi heading to the airport. It reopens with Zurick, Kaze, and George~! all in the airport, looking around for their flight. [:: Ken Kaze: Where do we go to get on the plane, Zurick? Zurick: I don’t know! I’m lookin’! Ken Kaze: Okay..... okay. So how about our match with Young Tiger and Six Finger Cisco? Zurick: What about it? Ken Kaze: Well.... uh... we gotta match with them. Zurick: Tell me something I don’t know. Ken Kaze: Uhm.... George~! thinks you’re ugly. ::] Zurick stops walking and turns to Kaze, looking irate. [:: Zurick: What?!! Ken Kaze: George~! just said you were ugly! Zurick: Why you son of a... ::] A piercing voice distracts Zurick from what he was going to say. Kaze and Zurick both turn their heads simultaneously to see two security guards point at them. [:: Zurick: What the hell? Ken Kaze: Holy SNAP, CRACKLE, POP! George~!: .............. Zurick: What? Ken Kaze: I don’t know. Zurick: RUN! ::] Zurick begins to sprint away from Kaze as fast as possible because of the two rushing security guards. Kaze looks at Zurick confused, then looks back behind him. [:: Ken Kaze: GOOD IDEA!! ::] Kaze begins to dash holding George~! out in front of him. He misses civilians by inches as he darts through the corridor of the airport, trying to keep up with Zurick. [:: Ken Kaze: Out of the way! Watch out! AHHHH! ::] Kaze runs straight into a stand with traveling maps. He flips over it, soaring through the air. He lands inside of a garbage can, George~! sitting right next to it. [:: Ken Kaze: A little help here George~!? George~!: .............. ::] Kaze looks up and sees the two security guards closing in on him. [:: Ken Kaze: CRAAAAAP! ::] Kaze begins to rock back in forth in the garbage can, and then falls backward. He gets up onto his feet, grabs George~!, and begins to run as fast as he can away from them. [:: Ken Kaze: Jesus Christ! I hope beating Cisco and Young Tiger isn’t as hard as runnin’ from the cops! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: What do you mean they aren’t cops?! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: Cops.... security guards! What’s the difference!? ::] Kaze stops when he notices that five security guards have Zurick up against the wall, searching him for weapons. He then turns around only to find the two security guards lifting him in the air by his armpits and then slamming him into the wall. [:: Ken Kaze: Ow! You sons of bitches! Security Guard #1: Shut your damn mouth, punk! ::] They turn Kaze around, mount him against the wall, and begin to search him. [:: Zurick: What the hell are you guys lookin’ for? Security Guard #2: Well we got a call that a man with a trashcan, and a man with blue and purple hair are carrying bombs. Zurick: What the f(*CENSORED*)k!? I don’t got no bombs! That idiot right there might! But not me! Ken Kaze: Hey! Stop picking on George~! ::] The seven security guards step away from Zurick and Kaze. [:: Security Guard #3: These guys don’t have a damn thing on them. Ken Kaze: That’s right! I’m no dag-on terrorist! Neither is George~! Zurick: *angry* Let’s just go get on the plane now, Kaze. Ken Kaze: Okay. But first.... George~! says.... ::] Kaze punts one of the security guards in the gonads, then decks the other. The other five security guards begin to go after Kaze, but Zurick grabs two of them and smashes their heads together. Kaze levels two more with George~! before jumping on the back on the other. He tries to apply some sort of choke hold. The security guard runs around, trying to get Kaze off of his back. All of a sudden, Zurick super kicks the security guard in the jaw. The security guard falls backward on top of Kaze. Kaze struggles to get from out underneath the security guard, but can’t. [:: Ken Kaze: Help! Heeeelp! Zurick, help get this big bitch off of me! ::] Zurick sighs as he pushes the security guard off of him with his foot. Kaze then gets up to his feet, looking down at George~! [:: Ken Kaze: George~!! Are you all right?! George~!: .............. Ken Kaze: I’m glad to hear it! That guy almost squashed me like a pancake! Zurick: Kaze.... I sure hope you won’t need my help like that on Fusion. Ken Kaze: Oh don’t worry, I won’t. Zurick: ‘Cause if you do need help against those two jobbers... then you seriously need some help. *under his breath* As if you don’t already. Ken Kaze: Don’t worry! I can take of little Eddy Ramirez and Six “Stick That Finger Up Young Tiger’s Ass Some More” Cisco. ::] The scene fades as Kaze and Zurick approach the hallway that leads to their plane. [:: [b]-::{* Fade out. *}::-[/b] 1
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