The scene opens up to one of the most comfortable looking beds you have EVER seen. A silhouette figure of a person can be made out underneath a blanket with his or her feet sticking out from the blanket. All of a sudden, an alarm bell on top of a clock that stands on a table next to the bed, shoots off, making one of the most loudest ding!-ing sound you have ever heard.
DING! DING!! DING!!! DING!!!! DING!!!!! DING!!!!! DING!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!! DING!!!!!!!!!!
The figure underneath the blanket shoots up, throwing the blanket off of him or her. The person shakes his or her head back and forth, looking around nervously. Obviously from the great, natural looking physique of this person, it�s obviously a male. He launches his right arm out and slams his hand into the alarm clock, causing the clock to smash against the wall. The camera then fixates on the person�s face and it is none other than PCW�s Resident Moron, Ken Kaze. Kaze begins to shake his hand rapidly, obviously in pain from slamming his hand against the alarm clock.
Ken Kaze: �DAMN that hurt!!�
Kaze begins to blow at his hand. He then stops attending to his hand and swings his feet over to the side of the bed and steps onto the carpet. He stands up vertical, showing his plain white boxers. He then stretches his arms out while yawning. He let�s his arms then drop down to his sides as he looks around, apparently searching for something or someone.
Ken Kaze: �George~!?�
Kaze yawns once more.
Ken Kaze: �Geooooorge~!�
Kaze�s heart then begins to race. He continues to look around nervously.
Ken Kaze: �Come on George~! Quit playin� games!�
Kaze then dives onto his bed, sliding across it. He leans over the edge of his bed, lifts up the sheet, and peaks underneath his bed, looking for George~!
Ken Kaze: �George~!?�
Kaze then releases the sheet and rolls off of his bed, crashing to the ground. He jumps up quickly and looks into his relatively small closet.
Ken Kaze: �George~!?!?!�
Kaze then turns around and looks as if he is ready to breakdown into tears. The only thing that comes to mind is that George~! has been stolen.
Ken Kaze: �GEORGE~!!!!!!!!!!!!�
Kaze shouts out in frustration. He then finally calms down after about thirty seconds when he notices a little note attached to a mirror that is connected to a wooden dresser. He runs up to his dresser, snatches the taped note from the mirror, and begins to read it out loud to himself.
Ken Kaze: �Ha, ha, ha. Merry F�N Christmas. I have George~! Ha, ha, ha. Merry F�N Christmas. If you want to see your buddy ever again, then meet me in the.... DUNGEON! Signed, Fred`!�
Kaze drops the note aghast.
Ken Kaze: �Not the..... DUNGEON!!!!! Crap! There�s no tellin� what George~!�s worst enemy would do to him! He might force him to watch Tellitubbies! Or even worse..... POK�MON!! NOOOOOOO! DON�T WORRY GEORGE~!! I�M COMIN� TO SAVE YOU!!!!!�
Kaze opens up the top drawer and reaches inside. He pulls out a whip. Then a bra. And then a pack of condoms.
Ken Kaze: �God I miss Krystal!!�
He throws everything over his head behind him. He reaches in one last time and pulls out a pair of socks. He then slams the drawer shut. He reaches into the drawer right below the one he just scrambled through. He reaches inside and pulls out a white wife beater. He slings it over his right shoulder and slams the drawer shut. He then opens up the bottom drawer and reaches inside. He pulls out a pair of dark blue, jean pants. He slams it shut and walks over to his bed. He drops his socks onto the bed and puts on his pants. He then grabs his socks, sits down on the bed, and puts them on as well. He grabs his pair of New Balance sneakers next to his bed and puts them on as well. He then gets up and walks over to his drawer. He grabs a comb and combs out his hair. He then puts on his white wife beater as he makes his way out the door. Unfortunately, he walks into the panel instead of through the doorway. He then walks over to the other side and walks into the door. He then yanks the white wife beater over his shirt and exits through the doorway.
The camera switches to a shot in Kaze�s backyard. His backyard is enclosed by a huge, wooden fence. He is seen emerging from the side of his house, looking ahead of him at a white, wooden barn. He storms over to it. He stops right in front of it, thinking of what possible torture George~! is going through.
Ken Kaze: �Maybe he IS being forced to watch Pok�mon. You know... I should let him suffer. I mean, out of all of those times he�s picked on me and I never picked on him, he deserves a good consequence. .....But then again, he did sorta help me out on Fusion. I mean, he bashed Young Chicken Finger�s Six Tigers over the head for me. But then that damned Six Young Finger choke me out with his Adam's apple grab! .....But then again, I could use his help in the Santa�s Playground match this Wednesday on Turmoil.
Cause after all, it IS an extreme match.... for the PCW Extreme Championship. ....Aaaand me and George~! DO have a history for extreme matches... as well as Extreme Championships. ....Aaaand my mentor, the Hardcore Legend, Ed Novak DID hold the title. .....Aaaand the competition in the match aren�t nothing but a buncha losers. Like Big Bubba McCoy. And the Pharaoh. And the Rock. And even those three bimbos!
But then comes Fusion..... when I must step into the ring with a.... a.... a.... a.... .... .... what the heck exactly is he anyway?! BAH~! Who cares! He�s a... Hessian! After all, his name IS Hessian. But he�s a mercenary of Satan or something like that! And momma always said Satan was the devil!! And she also said.... SANTA WAS THE DEVIL, TOO!!! AND I�M GONNA BE IN HIS PLAYGROUND ON TURMOIL!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!�
Kaze then smacks himself in the face.
Ken Kaze�s Conscience: �Snap out of it Ken!�
Ken Kaze: �....But I can�t!�
Ken Kaze�s Conscience: �Yes you can!�
Ken Kaze: �I.... I..... I can�t! I gotta match with the devil�s son on Fusion! It�s in a tournament called �New Blood 3� or something like that! And I�m facin� the devil�s son! He�s gonna eat me! Drink my blood! And then... feed me to the devil! AHHHHH!!�
Kaze slaps himself in the face again.
Ken Kaze�s Conscience: �Damnit! Snap out of it!�
Ken Kaze: �Okay, okay. BUT STOP SLAPPIN� ME!�
Kaze slaps himself once more.
Ken Kaze�s Conscience: �Ta, ta!�
Ken Kaze: �Hey! COME BACK! .....ARRRRGH! He always leaves before I can get him! Bah~! Forget him anyway. I must save George~!�
Kaze then opens up the door and enters the barn. There, he sees George~! lying on the front part of a riding lawnmower with a hammer right above him, ready to drop and smash George~! into smithereens!
Ken Kaze: �NOOOOOOOO!!! GEORGE~!!!!!!�
Before we can find out who this �Fred`!� is.... the scene fades to black!!
