Post by Emi's Imaginary Friend on Dec 24, 2012 9:52:19 GMT -5
December 2012. Might as well have been the end of the world because that's what it feels like. In the first week of this month I had it all. I had the wages of a superstar, I was one half of a power couple, and I was engaged to not just a man but a champion who I thought loved me. Everything was going according to plan, it was going to be our big day. My big day. I spent more than half of everything from my bank account preparing for this wedding, and what happened? I was made to look like a fool. It turned out that he was married all along, and that he only used me to get another damn title shot. But as if that couldn't get any worse, I then found out that my MPW contract had ended a week before, and the only reason why I was still on the show was because of him, so he dumped me not only at the altar, but he dumped me out of my damn job!
She suddenly paused.
I lost it all. My love, my money, my job, all gone in just a week! And of course because of this bloody wedding I had dug a hole for myself so I had no friends in the company who could help me out. I had nothing, so I had to beg for my job back. It was all I had left. I couldn't even afford a lawyer to help me get my money back! So then when I finally reached Madd Katt personally, he informed me that someone has signed my contract for me and from then on I had to work for him. That would have been great, but then I found out who I had to work for...
"Hey honey, you've barely touched your salad..."
Chicken. The little runt who seems to have this freaky obsession for me. It would actually flattering if he wasn't so weak and repulsive. Can you imagine sitting in a car for hours with this loser? That's what I have to endure every day from now on. And the worst part is that if I break this new contract with him, I would never be hired by another company because of it. Don't even get me started on this crummy wage. I've dropped drastically from the wages of a superstar to literally chicken feed, just barely enough to keep my flat. And now wherever I go, I'm being made fun of. As if dealing with being called a bimbo or a pig all the time wasn't bad enough, with this dork by my side I've become a literal laughing stock. Why has this happened to me? I had it all! How could I fall so low?
Chicken suddenly prods her, breaking her train of thought.
"Ms. Biguns? Are you full? I knew I shouldn't have bought you all those pancakes..."
"Shut up I'm not full...I'm just thinking..."
"About what?"
"I think that's none of your business!"
"Okay, okay."
Chicken tilted his head down as Ms. Biguns resumed eating what was left of her salad. In case you're wondering, you've just stumbled on Ms. Biguns in the middle of her date with Chicken. For some reason Jasmine hasn't been feeling like her normal self today. Realizing this Chicken decided not to take her to ringside during his match on TNT, he did not want her to deal with the humiliation that she was bound to endure not just by the fans but also by the fellow members of the roster. But this did not stop them having their date. After the show Chicken invited her for supper at Denver Diner and offered to pay for everything she had. A big mistake on his part, but he didn't mind. This was his first date ever with Jasmine, and he wanted it to be the best she ever had.
"Do you think I'm fat?"
Chicken was suddenly caught off guard.
"What!?"
"I don't know, it's just that I'm so sick of everyone calling me a pig or something like that. Do you think they have a point? Am I fat?"
"Of course not! You're perfect!"
He did not want to admit it, but he has noticed that she has been putting on a lot of weight lately. Ms. Biguns had put on at least ten pounds in one week!
"Really? You're not just saying that?"
"Don't worry babe, I'll still love you no matter what size you are!"
"Oh joy..."
She suddenly stood up from her chair.
"You know what? I better get going. Later..."
"Umm...oh yeah...of course..."
Not even a "I had a great time tonight" or "Call me later" or something. She just stood up and left. Chicken felt like crap for the rest of the night. But he wasn't heart broken. He still intended to win her over.
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Let's fast forward to Christmas Day. Chicken has invited Ms. Biguns over to his flat in Portland for dinner. Chicken has spent all Christmas Eve preparing for dinner, and now with everything set up, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. Straightening his tie he rushed to the door and opened it.
"Ms. Biguns! Happy Christmas to you! I'm so pleased you could come!"
"Yeah, I normally spend Christmas with someone I like but this year I'll make an exception. I'd rather be with you than spend this year alone."
"Umm...yeah. Would you like to come in out of the cold...um...can I call you Jasmine for now?"
"No. But can you take my coat?"
Before he could answer she hands him her coat and walks in. Inside she is surprised by what she saw.
"What is..."
"Umm...yeah...umm..."
"Did you cook all this?"
"Yes. I wanted this to be the best Christmas we've both ever had. Merry Christmas..."
"You shouldn't have!"
She suddenly sits besides the table, grabs the knife and fork and begins nibbling the food as Chicken watches on almost shocked.
"Umm..."
He is speechless. Ms. Biguns had just walked into his home and is now already eating the food he had slaved over for days! She was scoffing away, stuffing mince pies down her throat. She finally takes a moment to breathe.
"Oh thank you, I was sooooo starving!"
"Yeah I've noticed..."
Chicken cringed as she let out a loud burp before continuing to stuff her face. This was almost disgusting to watch even for Chicken.
What the hell is going on here? She's eating all the food! This was supposed to be our Christmas dinner together, but she seems to be in some kind of trance! Look at her go! I've never seen someone with such an appetite! She's almost like a...no. No I won't say it because she's not! But what if...no it couldn't be...could it? Maybe, she had to deal with a lot over the past couple of weeks. Her wedding was ruined, she lost her job and she lost most of her money, forced to watch as the man she once loved paraded around as the champion with her biggest rival by his side, all while being made fun of by everyone she encountered. It must feel like the entire world is calling her a pig or something! Maybe this was all too much for her to handle. I heard that she used to have an eating disorder when she was young, I heard that she didn't lose all that weight until she was like eighteen or something. What if...what if she's developed another eating disorder? No...no it can't be. This is Ms. Biguns you're talking about! She didn't lose all that weight in the first place just so she could put it all back on! Oh...but she has been letting herself go recently...
Chicken finally sat by the table, but there was little food left. Most of the turkey had already been eaten, the bowl of sprouts had been completely emptied and there was one pie left. In an attempt to slow her down he decided to say something that might grab her attention...
"Hey, remember at your wedding...remember when I proposed to you? I...I still haven't heard a no..."
She finally paused, but only to say...
"Got any gravy?"
Chicken tilted his head down in defeat. When Ms. Biguns finished eating her top was rolling over her stomach, as if it was too tight. She was so full she could barely move. But poor Chicken barely had anything to eat. Just a few carrots and a bite of the turkey. Some Christmas this turned out to be for him...
"Wow, I'm so full..."
"I bet you are..."
At that point Ms. Biguns finally got out of her chair and approached Chicken who had his head in his hand.
"That was delicious, but I better get going. See you on Thursday!"
Before she could leave she bent down and gave Chicken a kiss on the cheek. As she walked out of the flat Chicken's eyes widened in disbelief.
Did she just...
He rubbed his cheek, oblivious to the gravy stain.
YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, well, well. It might not have been how he expected it to be. Most of his food was eaten, and she didn't even thank him for the lovely dinner. But with that one kiss on the cheek, in the end it was all worth it for him. In the end, Chicken did in fact have a happy Christmas, and I hope that every one of you here in MPW have a happy Christmas too!
Merry Christmas MPW!!! ;D
xXx
She suddenly paused.
I lost it all. My love, my money, my job, all gone in just a week! And of course because of this bloody wedding I had dug a hole for myself so I had no friends in the company who could help me out. I had nothing, so I had to beg for my job back. It was all I had left. I couldn't even afford a lawyer to help me get my money back! So then when I finally reached Madd Katt personally, he informed me that someone has signed my contract for me and from then on I had to work for him. That would have been great, but then I found out who I had to work for...
"Hey honey, you've barely touched your salad..."
Chicken. The little runt who seems to have this freaky obsession for me. It would actually flattering if he wasn't so weak and repulsive. Can you imagine sitting in a car for hours with this loser? That's what I have to endure every day from now on. And the worst part is that if I break this new contract with him, I would never be hired by another company because of it. Don't even get me started on this crummy wage. I've dropped drastically from the wages of a superstar to literally chicken feed, just barely enough to keep my flat. And now wherever I go, I'm being made fun of. As if dealing with being called a bimbo or a pig all the time wasn't bad enough, with this dork by my side I've become a literal laughing stock. Why has this happened to me? I had it all! How could I fall so low?
Chicken suddenly prods her, breaking her train of thought.
"Ms. Biguns? Are you full? I knew I shouldn't have bought you all those pancakes..."
"Shut up I'm not full...I'm just thinking..."
"About what?"
"I think that's none of your business!"
"Okay, okay."
Chicken tilted his head down as Ms. Biguns resumed eating what was left of her salad. In case you're wondering, you've just stumbled on Ms. Biguns in the middle of her date with Chicken. For some reason Jasmine hasn't been feeling like her normal self today. Realizing this Chicken decided not to take her to ringside during his match on TNT, he did not want her to deal with the humiliation that she was bound to endure not just by the fans but also by the fellow members of the roster. But this did not stop them having their date. After the show Chicken invited her for supper at Denver Diner and offered to pay for everything she had. A big mistake on his part, but he didn't mind. This was his first date ever with Jasmine, and he wanted it to be the best she ever had.
"Do you think I'm fat?"
Chicken was suddenly caught off guard.
"What!?"
"I don't know, it's just that I'm so sick of everyone calling me a pig or something like that. Do you think they have a point? Am I fat?"
"Of course not! You're perfect!"
He did not want to admit it, but he has noticed that she has been putting on a lot of weight lately. Ms. Biguns had put on at least ten pounds in one week!
"Really? You're not just saying that?"
"Don't worry babe, I'll still love you no matter what size you are!"
"Oh joy..."
She suddenly stood up from her chair.
"You know what? I better get going. Later..."
"Umm...oh yeah...of course..."
Not even a "I had a great time tonight" or "Call me later" or something. She just stood up and left. Chicken felt like crap for the rest of the night. But he wasn't heart broken. He still intended to win her over.
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Let's fast forward to Christmas Day. Chicken has invited Ms. Biguns over to his flat in Portland for dinner. Chicken has spent all Christmas Eve preparing for dinner, and now with everything set up, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. Straightening his tie he rushed to the door and opened it.
"Ms. Biguns! Happy Christmas to you! I'm so pleased you could come!"
"Yeah, I normally spend Christmas with someone I like but this year I'll make an exception. I'd rather be with you than spend this year alone."
"Umm...yeah. Would you like to come in out of the cold...um...can I call you Jasmine for now?"
"No. But can you take my coat?"
Before he could answer she hands him her coat and walks in. Inside she is surprised by what she saw.
"What is..."
"Umm...yeah...umm..."
"Did you cook all this?"
"Yes. I wanted this to be the best Christmas we've both ever had. Merry Christmas..."
"You shouldn't have!"
She suddenly sits besides the table, grabs the knife and fork and begins nibbling the food as Chicken watches on almost shocked.
"Umm..."
He is speechless. Ms. Biguns had just walked into his home and is now already eating the food he had slaved over for days! She was scoffing away, stuffing mince pies down her throat. She finally takes a moment to breathe.
"Oh thank you, I was sooooo starving!"
"Yeah I've noticed..."
Chicken cringed as she let out a loud burp before continuing to stuff her face. This was almost disgusting to watch even for Chicken.
What the hell is going on here? She's eating all the food! This was supposed to be our Christmas dinner together, but she seems to be in some kind of trance! Look at her go! I've never seen someone with such an appetite! She's almost like a...no. No I won't say it because she's not! But what if...no it couldn't be...could it? Maybe, she had to deal with a lot over the past couple of weeks. Her wedding was ruined, she lost her job and she lost most of her money, forced to watch as the man she once loved paraded around as the champion with her biggest rival by his side, all while being made fun of by everyone she encountered. It must feel like the entire world is calling her a pig or something! Maybe this was all too much for her to handle. I heard that she used to have an eating disorder when she was young, I heard that she didn't lose all that weight until she was like eighteen or something. What if...what if she's developed another eating disorder? No...no it can't be. This is Ms. Biguns you're talking about! She didn't lose all that weight in the first place just so she could put it all back on! Oh...but she has been letting herself go recently...
Chicken finally sat by the table, but there was little food left. Most of the turkey had already been eaten, the bowl of sprouts had been completely emptied and there was one pie left. In an attempt to slow her down he decided to say something that might grab her attention...
"Hey, remember at your wedding...remember when I proposed to you? I...I still haven't heard a no..."
She finally paused, but only to say...
"Got any gravy?"
Chicken tilted his head down in defeat. When Ms. Biguns finished eating her top was rolling over her stomach, as if it was too tight. She was so full she could barely move. But poor Chicken barely had anything to eat. Just a few carrots and a bite of the turkey. Some Christmas this turned out to be for him...
"Wow, I'm so full..."
"I bet you are..."
At that point Ms. Biguns finally got out of her chair and approached Chicken who had his head in his hand.
"That was delicious, but I better get going. See you on Thursday!"
Before she could leave she bent down and gave Chicken a kiss on the cheek. As she walked out of the flat Chicken's eyes widened in disbelief.
Did she just...
He rubbed his cheek, oblivious to the gravy stain.
YEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, well, well. It might not have been how he expected it to be. Most of his food was eaten, and she didn't even thank him for the lovely dinner. But with that one kiss on the cheek, in the end it was all worth it for him. In the end, Chicken did in fact have a happy Christmas, and I hope that every one of you here in MPW have a happy Christmas too!
Merry Christmas MPW!!! ;D
xXx
