In the front row of seats, Vanessa Lang can be seen sitting next to Hans’ brother Heinrich von Richtoven. Butch’s nephew Sean Parker can also be seen aswell as Butch’s long-time friend Matthew Kiriyama, more commonly known to HWA fans as Red Dragon. Butch’s mentor and ex-professional wrestler Michael Coburn is also in attendance aswell as Wisdom’s mother who looks quite emotional, dabbing her eyes slightly with a tissue. Butch’s youngest nephew Jake Parker looking very cute in his little kilt sits on Sean’s knee.
Then, all of a sudden, the quaint noise of a ukulele guitar can be heard over a small PA system in the room and “Over the Rainbow” begins to play. Everyone’s attention turns to the back of the room where we see Butch’s niece Sarah Parker looking quite adorable as a Flower Girl, sprinkling white rose petals from a hand-woven basket. A moment later and Wisdom then appears in a very elegant but spectacular-looking wedding dress, followed closely by Butch’s sister Diana Parker in a beautiful turquoise-coloured bridesmaid dress and she holds the train of Wisdom’s wedding dress for her as she walks down the aisle. A chorus of awe-inspired gasps echoes throughout the room at the sight of Wisdom looking stunning as she almost floats down the aisle to meet her soon-to-be-husband.
Butch looks so proud at the sight of Wisdom and he looks down to give his niece a subtle wink as she throws down the last of her petals and goes and sits obediently on the lap of Michael. Wisdom takes her place on the other side of the Registrar, Diana taking her place on beside, symmetrical to Hans standing beside Butch. The music in the room slowly fades out and the Registrar goes to speak. Before she does though, Butch sneakily mouths the words “You look beautiful” to Wisdom who smiles despite herself and stifles a light laugh.
(Registrar): Ladies and Gentleman, we are gathered here today to celebrate of the marriage of Butch and Wisdom Parker. I will begin by making everyone aware that this not a religious ceremony and as such there will be no reference to God or vows relating to religion of any sort. This marriage will be licensed by Fife Council and by the Marriage Licence of Scotland Act.
Now that the small print is out of the way, we can now begin.
I know there are not a lot of you here and that is by choice. The small number of you here is a testament as to how both Butch and Wisdom value the bonds of family and friendship they have with each and every one of you. I also understand that we are also going to be proceeding straight to the short vows you’ve both prepared before we move onto the ceremony.
The Registrar motions to Butch.
(Registrar): Butch, if you would like to go first.
Butch exhales loudly with nervousness and smiles, drawing light laughs from everyone in the room.
(Butch): Wisdom, you are by the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life. You’ve been there for me when others weren’t. You’ve seen me at my best and you’ve seen me at my worst and still you’ve stood by my side. You’re my true love, my soul mate, my best friend and I love you more than life itself. I can’t imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else. I want to have children with you and I want to grow old with you. I love you.
The women present immediately reach for their tissues, dabbing their eyes delicately so as to not smear their mascara. Wisdom just beams, biting her bottom lip. The Registrar smiles broadly aswell, also touched by Butch’s vows. She turns to Wisdom.
(Registrar): And Wisdom, to you.
(Wisdom): Butch. Before I met you, I didn’t concern myself with love. I was tunnel-visioned woman hell-bent on proving I belonged in a man’s sport and focusing purely on being the best. But then I met you. I stared into those emerald-green eyes of yours and I was hypnotised. From that moment on, I knew there was no going back. Ever since then there’s only ever been one man for me and that’s the One Man Tartan Army. That’s you Butch Parker. You’re the man for me and the man I want to be with forever. I love you too.
(Registrar): Those were beautiful vows, thank you very much for sharing them with us. Now, do we have the rings?
Butch turns to Hans who reaches into the jacket pocket of his suit and pulls out the two wedding rings, placing them on the open pages of the book the Registrar is holding.
(Registrar): No other human ties more tender, no other vows more sacred than those you are about to assume. In the face of the chaos of everyday life, every wedding is a celebration of the human potential for goodness. It is a celebration of our ability to live in love and peace. And it is a gift to those attending, that they may live within the sanctity of their own vows you’ve just heard. Now, Butch, place the ring on the ring finger of Wisdom’s left hand.
Butch does as instructed, taking the glistening diamond ring and sliding onto Wisdom’s finger.
(Registrar): Now repeat after me: I, Butch Alexander…
(Butch): I, Butch Alexander…
(Registrar): ….Take you Wisdom….
(Butch): ….Take you Wisdom….
(Registrar): ….To be my wife….
(Butch): ….To be my wife….
(Registrar): …. I give you this ring as a symbol of the sincerity of my pledge….
(Butch): …. I give you this ring as a symbol of the sincerity of my pledge….
(Registrar): ….It is a visible sign of the inward and spiritual bond….
(Butch): ….It is a visible sign of the inward and spiritual bond….
(Registrar): …..which unites our two hearts…..
(Butch): …..which unites our two hearts…..
(Registrar): …..I will pledge to love you, to hold you, to be faithful to you….
(Butch): …..I will pledge to love you, to hold you, to be faithful to you….
(Registrar): In sickness and in health, for richer or poorer….
(Butch): In sickness and in health, for richer or poorer….
(Registrar): ….As long as we both shall live.
(Butch): ….As long as we both shall live.
The Registrar turns to Wisdom.
(Registrar): Now Wisdom, if would you be so kind as to put the ring on the ring finger of Butch’s left hand.
Wisdom does so and looks up to Butch who gives her a warm smile and she struggles to hold her tears of joy in.
(Registrar): Now repeat after me: I, Wisdom….
(Wisdom): I Wisdom….
(Registrar): …Take you, Butch Alexander….
(Wisdom): …Take you, Butch Alexander….
(Registrar): ….To be my husband….
(Wisdom): ….To be my husband….
(Registrar): …. I give you this ring as a symbol of the sincerity of my pledge.
(Wisdom): …. I give you this ring as a symbol of the sincerity of my pledge.
(Registrar): ….It is a visible sign of the inward and spiritual bond….
(Wisdom): ….It is a visible sign of the inward and spiritual bond….
(Registrar): …..which unites our two hearts…..
(Wisdom): …..which unites our two hearts…..
(Registrar): …..I will pledge to love you, to hold you, to be faithful to you…..
(Wisdom): ….I will pledge to love you, to hold you, to be faithful to you…..
(Registrar):…In sickness and in health, for richer or poorer….
(Wisdom): In sickness and in health, for richer or poorer….
(Registrar): ….As long as we both shall live.
(Wisdom): …As long as we both shall live.
(Registrar): It now gives me great pleasure to say that I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.
Butch wastes no time, cupping Wisdom’s face delicately in his hands and he passionately kisses her, backed up chorus of applause and cheers and the screen pauses.
The camera turns to see Butch Parker, sat in a seat of a privately-chartered jet on its way back to Los Angeles. Butch is watching the recorded footage on a large plasma screen onboard the aircraft and smiles broadly, filled with nostalgia as he reminisces about he and Wisdom’s wedding day. He’s been so preoccupied with watching the DVD that he’s not noticed the missed call on his cell phone. Seeing the name on the caller ID, Butch immediately retrieves the voicemail and listens to Wisdom’s message and his eyes widen momentarily upon hearing the revelation regarding the identity of his tag team partner for Outlawed. Butch swears under his breath before he re-dials Wisdom’s number but this time he reaches her voicemail. Butch doesn’t bother leaving a message but instead sends quick text. He brings up HWA TV on the plasma and he also sees the last recording posted by Senester.
Butch manages himself a light smile at Senester’s word before sets up the plasma to record his opinions.
(Butch): Poor Senester! Poor, poor Senester! Is THIS what you’ve now become? A bitter mortal crying because someone’s been telling “lies about you? It wouldn’t surprise me if you barged into Shevington’s office after me and moaning “The big man across the street is spreading lies about me, wah wah wah!”
Butch chuckles as he shakes his head disparagingly.
(Butch): Even if you didn’t pay this FXS prick to attack me, can you really say you blame me and the rest of the HWA fans and locker room for jumping to that conclusion. This wanker comes out during my return match and cracks me on the head with a weapon and you suddenly appear on the stage, that ridiculous smile that makes you like a child’s smacked arse, discreetly handing an envelope to the guy that just attacked me and Judas? There’s a word we’ve got that describes what that sounds like, it’s called “suspicious”.
It just shows though that I continue to get under your skin Senester, no matter the circumstances. My return match in the HWA was ruined and ended up no-contest because someone attacks me and I question it to the boss and you throw your toys out the pram. It’s nice to see I still have that effect on you Senester, it really is. Because, no matter how much of a percentage you hold in the HWA shares, Shevington is in charge and as a title holder, you’re now just a performer like the rest of us, standing among the mortals having stepped down from Olympus.
You’re right though, I’m used to your same old rhetoric, “I am God”, “Something, something, something, something Dark Side, something, something, something complete”. Your bullshit threats and empty promises don’t scare me Senester. You’ve thrown everything but the kitchen sink at me and here I still stand, a smile on myself and back in the HWA. You’ve crucified me – literally, you’ve done practically everything possible to break my will and spirit but to no avail. You brought me back Senester, your will was done. You can say it was my own choice to come back but you literally made that choice for me by threatening to put the lives of my family at stake. I’m back by your divine hand Senester and now you’re going to pay the price for it because if I’m back, you’re damn sure I’m going to make the most of it and I’ll be damned if my most recent tenure in the HWA is going to have your name atop the mountain with that World Championship around your waist. I know Romano has his sights set on you aswell but I don’t really care about that.
You’ve made my life a living hell before Senester but it’s my turn. I’m not going to bombard you with biblical clichés; I’m just going to promise you and everyone else in the HWA that there will be a change in the wind very, very soon. As for FXS or whoever the hell you are. My wife hit the nail on the head – you’ve poked your hand into the lion’s cage and that was a very, very, very big mistake. It doesn’t matter who you’ve been trained by, that doesn’t mean a thing here in HWA. No one ever earns respect or titles or glory on someone else’s name. Ronnie McNeil, despite my past affiliations with him, has a legacy here in HWA that is steeped in a history of fantastic matches and championship gold and you’d do well not to open your fly and take a piss on that just to get people to speak your name. At Outlawed, you and I are going to have to team up against Bryan Deas and Stu-E Price, two guys who are familiar with each other and are friends. If you keep your eye on the prize and play those stupid cards of yours right, we can win this match and move on and I won’t have to beat fifty shades of shit out of you for what you did last week.
Now when you have a history of being double-crossed and betrayed, you develop the proverbial eyes on the back of your head and if I suspect even for an instance that you’re up to something, I won’t hesitate in knocking you out and making an example out of you – even if it means costing us this match, I’ll do it. Like I said though, behave yourself and get on with this match and I might find it in me to overlook last week’s transgression as an over-eagerness to impress the powers-that-be.
Suddenly, before Butch can continue, his cell phone begins to ring again and he sees Wisdom’s name flash up again on his caller ID.
(Butch): Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to take this……Hey babe, you okay?.......
The scene then fades to black with Butch having his conversation with Wisdom.
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