(Weatherman): And for you folks in the Santa Barbara area, we’ve got a mild day on tap. Current temperatures 49F, your day is shaping up to be partly cloudy with temperatures rising to near 63F. Winds SE at 5 to 10 mph…..
Wisdom is seen sitting on the sofa in a plush white robe, and leggings, bout to start flipping through channels when suddenly she feels warmth surround her as Butch comes up from behind and wraps his arms around her. To her it feels like one of those moments in a film, where physical delight is typically over dramatized, but in her case nothing could be further from the truth. His arms are a cloak around her, and the feeling of his stubble grazing across her face as he nestles his head in for a kiss on the cheek is purely delightful.
(Butch): Morning beautiful.
(Wisdom): Morning babe.
Butch swings his legs over the sofa sitting on the back with Wisdom down beneath him, and begins to gently massage her shoulders.
(Wisdom): What time is “you know who” coming to nag me?
(Butch): She’s not; I gave her a few days off.
Wisdom whips her head around wearing a big smile on her face, and Butch gives her a playful look of surprise.
(Butch): I know, I know, but don’t get too excited, she’ll be back in a few days when I head off for Minneapolis.
(Wisdom): Yeah, but that means for now…it’s just you and me.
Wisdom turns around facing him and her hands begin to travel his legs, slipping underneath this MMA-style fighting shorts. His body reacts with a little shiver, and he stretches his arms out gripping the top of the couch. She cups his balls in one hand, and begins pulling down his shorts with the other. He lifts himself up just enough to assist her efforts and she slides them down to his knees.
(Butch): What about….
Wisdom puts her finger up to his lips.
(Butch): What if the neighbors….
(Wisdom): I don’t care. I want to make so much noise they think we’re killing each other over here and call the police.
(Butch): She leans in and begins licking when in the background they hear on the television…
(Sports Anchor): ……..the new editions to Dodgers Stadium are estimated at $100 million dollars. In other sports news…the members of the Sofia Association in Sophia, Bulgaria are still recovering following this week’s incident at the HWA event. One supervisor remains hospitalized in stable condition after being assaulted in the men’s restroom suffering moderate head trauma, and a fractured pelvis. Our affiliates at the Associated Press interviewed him yesterday and he had this to say….
Footage begins to play of the man in the hospital along with his heavy accent…
(Victim): Honestly…I remember not much. I take Borislav to bathroom. Man come in…hit me…that all I know. I saw video though.
(AP Reporter): How did that make you feel seeing the footage?
(Victim): I worried for Borislav more than for me. Borislav just 10 year old boy. He sit on toilet listening but couldn’t do anything.
(AP Reporter): He’s quadriplegic is that correct?
(Victim): It is terrible thing yes.
(AP Reporter): There was also the incident with the rest of your group and others in the arena with the Butch Parker t-shirts. Most of the children were all hospitalized with serious burns. What responsibility do you feel HWA owes you and the Sofia Association, you were the special guests of Butch Parker?
The man suddenly gets agitated and is obviously angry. He tries sitting up in bed but the pain is a bit too much from the wincing on his face and he sticks his finger up in the reporters face to make his case just the same.
(Victim): No…No…Butch Parker good man, not his fault. Nothing he could do, you understand? Butch Parker generous opportunity for us that bad men ruin.
The footage continues but the volume fades out as it goes back to the news desk
(Sports Anchor): You can check out the full 5 minute interview on our website, but how about that guys “Butch Parker is a good man” he says, despite the incident.
(News Anchor): Horrible incident, and it’s hard for many not to point the finger at Parker though. Apparently he had prior knowledge that something was going to happen at this event, yet he invited guests, extremely vulnerable guests no less to the show.
(Sports Anchor): True, but if one of the main victims can’t blame him, who are we to?
(News Anchor): There are families who forgive murderers, it doesn’t take away from their responsibility of the crime. I’m sorry, but Butch Parker should have used better judgment here. We’re talking about children here who not only are already living with disabilities, but now have burn marks from t-shirts and probably psychological trauma from this horrific event. Butch Parker is to blame, and as Owner and CEO of the company Senester is to blame more so.
(Sports Anchor): It’s never easy to….
The physical mood completely ruined minutes ago by the news, Wisdom grabs the remote and shuts off the television. Butch has already pulled his shorts back up and is pacing the floor, and Wisdom sits on the couch with a look of mild disappointment, but overall concern for Butch.
(Wisdom): Well I’m glad someone has the sense not to point the finger and he’s the one who got his ass kicked.
(Butch): She’s right…I should have known….I did know.
(Wisdom): Babe, Senester threatens people every day. It’s who he is, it’s what he does. It’s 7:15 in the morning and he’s probably already destroyed 10 people’s lives with dozens more to come.
(Butch): No, but he specifically warned me, there’s always some garbage shooting out of his mouth so I just overlooked it.
(Wisdom): You can’t go to work every night waiting for the sky to fall babe. You can’t be in ten, five or even two places at a time. Nobody knew that Michael James retard was going to go pick on some old man and a crippled boy, and you damn sure didn’t expect your t-shirts to come with a damn surprise. What could you have done? Nothing!
Butch’s fists are clenched, he’s breathing heavy and is really itching for a fight.
(Butch): Two steps forward, one step back….two steps forward, one step back, always the same with Senester. His games, his deceits, his manipulations.
Wisdom gets up off the couch and comes behind Butch wrapping her arms around him.
(Wisdom): You think he’s some necessary evil…he’s not. Years back wasn’t it Punisher who beat him so badly he was out of action for a year? What happened when he tried protecting Dredge and Reaper ran him through with a blade…we thought he died until he resurfaced 2 years later.
Wisdom turns Butch’s face around to hers.
(Wisdom): Babe…look at me. He’s a human being. He’s a mentally unstable man who thinks he’s God. Yes he’s got money, power and connections and whatever else, but he’s no different than you or me.
Wisdom grabs Butch’s hand, still clenched into a fist.
(Wisdom): This hand…this hand right here Butch. Isn’t this the same hand that knocked his damn teeth out a few months ago? He tinkers and toys with everyone else in that ring, but you’re the only one, the only one who can really match him and you know it. You know what you have to do baby so do it. There’s millions of people around this fuking planet who are behind you.
Butch takes a deep, and heavy sigh.
(Wisdom): This match at the ppv, your fighting for all the people out there that he’s abused and terrorized. Those kids from the Sofia place on down the line. For all the things he’s subjected you to over the years, me, Hans, Sean, Diana your niece and nephew. Diana said she’d never tell you but they still get nightmares from when he locked them in the bathroom with that snake and they got bitten.
She feels his body tense up, just remembering years of events.
(Wisdom): This isn’t like before babe, you shouldn’t even be there, this was supposed to be our time, we were happy with retirement until he pulled that legal mumbo-jumbo. This isn’t about winning the fans over, getting high spot on the roster, a paycheck, or even the damn world title. This time babe, this time it’s all about you. You have nothing, and I mean nothing to prove to anyone. You don’t owe anyone a damn thing. When I sit here in a few days, and I flip this tv on the ppv I don’t want to see my husband. I want to see Butch Parker the master of the Lion’s Den, I want to see The One Man Tartan Army, I want to see the Rampant Lion, and I want him to rip Senester apart from his muzzle to his muffler, and when he’s done….
Wisdom still holding Butch’s hand, uncurls his fist and places his palm onto her belly.
(Wisdom): When he’s done…you make sure that, that machine of a man sends my husband home, because I’ll be right here waiting for him, and I’ll need him to help me through a little match of my own soon enough.
Butch breaks a small smile in the corner of his mouth. He moves his hands to Wisdom’s face and kisses her passionately. It seems like an eternity but its mere moments before he lets go, and without a word he heads down to the renovated basement to unleash a little fury on some punching bags and equipment. Seconds later she can hear grunts and thuds coming from downstairs and it brings a smile to her face. She starts humming “Eye of the Tiger” with a smile on her face as she heads to the bedroom to change and get ready for the day as the scene fades to black.
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