Post by Thunder on Oct 15, 2006 10:48:13 GMT -5
The scene opens outside Thunder’s mansion. In the yard is a gigantic pool underground pool with a hot tub next to it. Thunder lays down on a lounge chair near the pool, drinking wine. He is dressed in a more casual manner than usual, a black t-shirt and jean shorts. Behind him through the screen door, the maid can be seen scrubbing the kitchen floor. She finishes, wipes her brow, and gets up from the floor. After that, she flings open the screen door and walks toward Thunder. Even though he must hear her footsteps, he does not acknowledge her until she begins to speak.
I’ve finished cleaning the kitchen, can I please go home now?
You think you’ve actually done a good enough job to be finished?
Yes, yes I do.
We’ll have to see about that.
Thunder gets out of the lounge chair and begins to walk towards the kitchen while motioning for the maid to follow him. Once his back is turned she gives him a dirty look, but she still follows. They open the door and enter the kitchen. Thunder looks slightly impressed by the floor.
Not bad, not bad at all. I think this will do.
As he speaks, Thunder walks around the kitchen. While he is doing this, it is obvious that he is trying to make scuff marks on the floor.
Oh no, how did that happen? I guess you better clean that up.
I did my work already. Can’t I please be done?
Did you hear what I said? Get on your knees and do as I told you. The rules are quite simple, just the same as with everyone else: the man commands the woman to do something and the woman obeys. And if you want your job, you better clean that floor now.
You don’t have a right to do this.
Although the maid is clearly angry, she begins to clean the floor.
Really? You know what, I’d watch your mouth or you’ll be out of a job. Face it, you have no future. You’re a maid for God’s sake. Compare yourself to me. You never did anything in your life and your just lucky that I’m giving you a well paying job as a maid. Now look at me. I am successful pro wrestler, hell, I’m the WCF People’s Champion. I showed my dominance by defeating two men to win the title at School of Pain. Guess what happened to Chris North and Twister? Their gone. Now at Slam I’m facing David Alastair, Jackhammer, and my tag partner Brian Cage. I don’t have to worry about Brian because he is my tag partner. We will work together, I guarantee it. Jackhammer is a brute, a thug. He went from biker to wrestler, and somehow this is supposed to scare me. Brains always defeats brawn, and I will show that. The only thing I know about David Alastair is that he had to overcome some demons. Now he thinks he can waltz back in here and get my title. It’s not going to happen. I’ll retain my title at Slam, and I’ll still be great. And no matter what, you’ll never be more than a maid. Nothing more will ever come of you, so I’d shut my mouth if I was you. Got it?
Yeah, I get it.
The maid goes back to cleaning, having gotten rid of all but one scuffmark. She finally finishes and gets up.
Happy now?
Excellent job, you may leave now.
She walks out of the kitchen and into the dining room, where she is gathering her purse and other things. As soon as she leaves, Thunder opens the refrigerator. With a huge smile on his face, he opens up a bottle of ketchup and squirts some on the floor. He speaks in a sarcastic manner.
Oh no, look what I’ve done; there’s ketchup all over the floor. I guess you better go clean it up.
The maid throws her things on table in a fit of rage because she knows that she must do it. She stomps down to the kitchen, and after a dirty look begins to clean the floor again. A huge grin appears on Thunder’s face.
Have fun, oh and by the way, don’t forget to put the ketchup back when you’re done.
Thunder sets the bottle of ketchup on the marble counter, next to the sink. He walks out the door and back outside. Still with a grin on his face, he sits in the lounge chair and continues to drink the wine. The scene fades.
[/center]I’ve finished cleaning the kitchen, can I please go home now?
You think you’ve actually done a good enough job to be finished?
Yes, yes I do.
We’ll have to see about that.
Thunder gets out of the lounge chair and begins to walk towards the kitchen while motioning for the maid to follow him. Once his back is turned she gives him a dirty look, but she still follows. They open the door and enter the kitchen. Thunder looks slightly impressed by the floor.
Not bad, not bad at all. I think this will do.
As he speaks, Thunder walks around the kitchen. While he is doing this, it is obvious that he is trying to make scuff marks on the floor.
Oh no, how did that happen? I guess you better clean that up.
I did my work already. Can’t I please be done?
Did you hear what I said? Get on your knees and do as I told you. The rules are quite simple, just the same as with everyone else: the man commands the woman to do something and the woman obeys. And if you want your job, you better clean that floor now.
You don’t have a right to do this.
Although the maid is clearly angry, she begins to clean the floor.
Really? You know what, I’d watch your mouth or you’ll be out of a job. Face it, you have no future. You’re a maid for God’s sake. Compare yourself to me. You never did anything in your life and your just lucky that I’m giving you a well paying job as a maid. Now look at me. I am successful pro wrestler, hell, I’m the WCF People’s Champion. I showed my dominance by defeating two men to win the title at School of Pain. Guess what happened to Chris North and Twister? Their gone. Now at Slam I’m facing David Alastair, Jackhammer, and my tag partner Brian Cage. I don’t have to worry about Brian because he is my tag partner. We will work together, I guarantee it. Jackhammer is a brute, a thug. He went from biker to wrestler, and somehow this is supposed to scare me. Brains always defeats brawn, and I will show that. The only thing I know about David Alastair is that he had to overcome some demons. Now he thinks he can waltz back in here and get my title. It’s not going to happen. I’ll retain my title at Slam, and I’ll still be great. And no matter what, you’ll never be more than a maid. Nothing more will ever come of you, so I’d shut my mouth if I was you. Got it?
Yeah, I get it.
The maid goes back to cleaning, having gotten rid of all but one scuffmark. She finally finishes and gets up.
Happy now?
Excellent job, you may leave now.
She walks out of the kitchen and into the dining room, where she is gathering her purse and other things. As soon as she leaves, Thunder opens the refrigerator. With a huge smile on his face, he opens up a bottle of ketchup and squirts some on the floor. He speaks in a sarcastic manner.
Oh no, look what I’ve done; there’s ketchup all over the floor. I guess you better go clean it up.
The maid throws her things on table in a fit of rage because she knows that she must do it. She stomps down to the kitchen, and after a dirty look begins to clean the floor again. A huge grin appears on Thunder’s face.
Have fun, oh and by the way, don’t forget to put the ketchup back when you’re done.
Thunder sets the bottle of ketchup on the marble counter, next to the sink. He walks out the door and back outside. Still with a grin on his face, he sits in the lounge chair and continues to drink the wine. The scene fades.
