Post by Cornbread Mafia on Jan 22, 2015 18:47:01 GMT -6
Shawn and Cameron Worley sit in a local bar in West Union, South Carolina, their big cousin, Bubba Thompson playing an old video game behind them while their other cousin, Ricky Ray Robertson watching over him. Ricky Ray has his trusty bull rope lying on his shoulder to make sure if Bubba starts to get all excited and run off, he can be stopped before the stampede happens. As Bubba keeps playing, Cameron can’t help but shake his head in amusement. As he talks, his Carolina accent, just like his brother’s, comes out so thick it could cut glass.
Cameron Worley: Amazing how much he loves shit like that!
Sitting just across the table from him, Shawn Worley can’t help but laugh along with his older brother.
Shawn Worley: Amazing how much Bubba likes a lot of stuff for people way younger than him.
Nodding his agreement, Cameron glances around the bar.
Cameron Worley: God help us if they had crayons and shit here.
Shawn laughs again.
Shawn Worley: Man, if they had crayons, we’d end up having to wash the whole place ourselves cause we didn’t bring him no colorin’ book!
Cameron just shakes his head for a second until a pair of blonde bombshells come walking in the door.
Cameron Worley: Holy shit…
Shawn looks up and over in that direction.
Shawn Worley: What… oh...damn…
Cameron glances back to the video game and then to the two ladies.
Cameron Worley: Ain’t seen ‘em yet…
Shawn glances over just in time for Bubba to look away from the game screen.
Shawn Worley: Bubba gon see in three… two...
Bubba’s eyes find the two ladies and he lets out a huge excited scream with a decided Alabama accent.
Big Bubba Thompson: DAISY!!!!
The taller of the two blondes hears Bubba and smiles. Daisy Thompson starts clapping happily at the sight of her older brother, her Tennessee accent coming out in full force.
Daisy Thompson: BUBBY!!!!
She hurries over and hugs Bubba, almost knocking Ricky Ray over. As he shakes his head, he adds his Texas drawl to the party.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Damn, Dais, where did you...
Before he can finish, the other blonde, Daisy’s traveling partner, Ricky Ray’s girlfriend, Jessie James Dupree, comes walking over grinning.
Jessie James Dupree: Hi boys...
Ricky Ray can’t help but smile as he kisses her.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Hi, Baby.
Bubba quickly hugs Daisy and Jessie together. Jessie laughs at Bubba’s enthusiasm.
Jessie James Dupree: Hello to you too, Bubba!
Bubba sets them down and Daisy looks at the game behind him.
Daisy Thompson: What’s that?
Bubba grins.
Big Bubba Thompson: it’s fun!
Daisy claps enthusiastically.
Daisy Thompson: Can I play too?
Bubba nods and the two siblings get to it.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Go on over to the table, I’ll watch the both of them.
Jessie nods, kissing him again before making her way to the table with the Worley Brothers. Both Cameron and Shawn nod to her as she sits down.
Cameron Worley: Jessie...
She smiles as Shawn glances back to the door.
Shawn Worley: Is Vikki about to come in her and shoot the place up now?
Jessie shakes her head looking disappointed as she answers. Just as she does, Daisy comes over to see her cousins.
Jessie James Dupree: No, we're here by ourselves…
Daisy frowns, looking every bit as childlike as her brother.
Daisy Thompson: She doesn’t wanna play anymore.
Jessie smiles sweetly for her.
Jessie James Dupree: She’ll come back.
Daisy nods slowly, visibly unconvinced.
Daisy Thompson: You promise?
Jessie nods, smiling almost motherly.
Jessie James Dupree: I promise.
Daisy brightens noticeably and hugs Jessie. Ricky Ray, Cameron and Shawn can’t help but smile.
Cameron Worley: Y’all gonna be in town long?
Daisy looks at Jessie hopefully and Jessie shrugs.
Jessie James Dupree: Until we wear out our welcome, I’d expect.
She nods and hands Daisy more money for the game, unable to stop herself from smiling as Daisy excitedly runs back to her brother to keep playing.
Jessie James Dupree: She misses Vikki so much…
Cameron cocks his head.
Cameron Worley: Just her?
Jessie shakes her head.
Jessie James Dupree: No, not just her...
He nods understandingly.
Cameron Worley: And how much candy have you guys been doing lately, Jessie?
Jessie sighs.
Jessie James Dupree: Not enough, Vikki took all the money to Mexico.
Both brothers sit back in their chairs warily.
Shawn Worley: What'd she do now?
Jessie shrugs knowingly.
Jessie James Dupree: Nothing...
Looking heavily skeptical, Cameron cocks his head.
Cameron Worley: Jessie!
Jessie shrugs again as her drink order arrives.
Jessie James Dupree: What... the guy had it coming...
Now it’s Shawn’s turn to cock his head skeptically.
Shawn Worley: Jessie...
Jessie takes a pull on her beer and waves dismissively.
Jessie James Dupree: He didn't really need that ear anyway...
Cameron and Shawn can hardly believe their ears.
Cameron Worley: Jessie!
She set her beer down and looks them dead in the eyes.
Jessie James Dupree: He made Daisy cry!
Both Worleys look away knowingly, neither looking thrilled at the prospect.
Shawn Worley: Oh God...
Jessie nods, pointing at them as if it totally makes her point for her.
Jessie James Dupree: SEE, had it coming!
She takes another swig of her beer as the brothers just sit there looking uncomfortable.
Cameron Worley: So y’all comin’ to work or just play?
Jessie shrugs.
Jessie James Dupree: I don’t know…
Shawn nods.
Shawn Worley: Y’all show up in UWA, somebody gonna say you look just like Bethany Kenyon.
Jessie frowns.
Jessie James Dupree: Who’s that?
Shawn Worley: One of the tag champs.
Jessie nods.
Jessie James Dupree: How come that ain’t you guys?
Cameron sighs.
Cameron Worley: Cause we done fucked it up a few months back against a pimp and his new security advisor.
Jessie frowns.
Jessie James Dupree: A pimp? You guys didn’t lose to T.W. Cage or something, did you?
Cameron shakes his head.
Cameron Worley: Naw, Silver Baron and his Sin City Knights.
Shawn nods.
Shawn Worley: They was a good team, just had a bit of a revolving door problem.
Cameron Worley: Cost them against K.I.S.S. too.
Jessie frowns again.
Jessie James Dupree: K.I.S.S.?
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: Pair of sisters from New Orleans, one of ‘em looks just like you with the streaks in y’all’s hair.
Jessie looks at her hair and nods.
Jessie James Dupree: Remind me to go back to dark again.
Shawn can’t help but snicker.
Shawn Worley: They’s good, the younger one’s a double champion.
Cameron nods his agreement.
Cameron Worley: Good argument to be made the older one would be too if she’d been given the chance lately.
Starting to answer, Shawn pauses and then shrugs slightly.
Shawn Worley: Then there’s them weird ass angels and the spoiled rich boys too.
Jessie looks across the table, staring at Cameron then moves her gaze to Shawn, then back to Cameron again.
Jessie James Dupree: How many tag team champions are there in this place?
Cameron chuckles.
Cameron Worley: K.I.S.S. be the champs, but we’re getting a shot alongside the other two teams.
A look of disgust comes over Shawn’s face.
Shawn Worley: The rich boys who we already beat twice...
An equally disgusted look
Cameron Worley: And seem really hung up on numbers for a team that ain’t got many that would hold them up as actually deserving shit!
Jessie’s eyes narrow.
Jessie James Dupree: Why not?
Shawn snickers cruelly.
Shawn Worley: Cause the only damn win they got is from almost a year ago when they cheated us. They ain’t won since.
Jessie takes another shot off her beer and just looks at them incredulously.
Jessie James Dupree: They got a shot… and only won one fucking match?
The Worley brothers nod.
Jessie James Dupree: How’d they manage that?
Cameron shrugs in annoyance.
Cameron Worley: Cause they do more talking than anything else.
Shawn nods, equally annoyed.
Shawn Worley: They never shut the hell up, even horn in on commentary so they can yammer on some more…
Jessie nods slowly.
Jessie James Dupree: And the others?
Cameron Worley: Cult muscle.
Shawn Worley: For a group that seemed to peak a few months ago and now don’t know what to do with itself.
As Jessie goes to answer, a voice rings out from behind them.
Voice: Are you two retards gonna hog that fucking game all goddamn night or?
Jessie James Dupree: Oh shit…
Jessie, Cameron and Shawn stand up and turn to face the game just in time to see Ricky Ray wrap his bull rope around the drunken bully’s neck and throw him across another table.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Y’all talk to my cousins like that again and we’re gonna have us a fuckin’ hangin’ in here!
Bubba and Daisy stand there by the game, Daisy stunned into silence that Jessie can see isn’t good.
Jessie James Dupree: Oh no… she knows…
Jessie finishes off her beer and hurries over to comfort Daisy while Bubba stands there with Ricky Ray waiting for the drunk to stand back up.
Cameron Worley: Dammit…
Shawn Worley: Man, I liked this place too…
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: Let’s go before Ricky Ray kills the prick!
Shawn tosses some money onto the table before following his brother over to guide their family home.
Cameron Worley: Amazing how much he loves shit like that!
Sitting just across the table from him, Shawn Worley can’t help but laugh along with his older brother.
Shawn Worley: Amazing how much Bubba likes a lot of stuff for people way younger than him.
Nodding his agreement, Cameron glances around the bar.
Cameron Worley: God help us if they had crayons and shit here.
Shawn laughs again.
Shawn Worley: Man, if they had crayons, we’d end up having to wash the whole place ourselves cause we didn’t bring him no colorin’ book!
Cameron just shakes his head for a second until a pair of blonde bombshells come walking in the door.
Cameron Worley: Holy shit…
Shawn looks up and over in that direction.
Shawn Worley: What… oh...damn…
Cameron glances back to the video game and then to the two ladies.
Cameron Worley: Ain’t seen ‘em yet…
Shawn glances over just in time for Bubba to look away from the game screen.
Shawn Worley: Bubba gon see in three… two...
Bubba’s eyes find the two ladies and he lets out a huge excited scream with a decided Alabama accent.
Big Bubba Thompson: DAISY!!!!
The taller of the two blondes hears Bubba and smiles. Daisy Thompson starts clapping happily at the sight of her older brother, her Tennessee accent coming out in full force.
Daisy Thompson: BUBBY!!!!
She hurries over and hugs Bubba, almost knocking Ricky Ray over. As he shakes his head, he adds his Texas drawl to the party.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Damn, Dais, where did you...
Before he can finish, the other blonde, Daisy’s traveling partner, Ricky Ray’s girlfriend, Jessie James Dupree, comes walking over grinning.
Jessie James Dupree: Hi boys...
Ricky Ray can’t help but smile as he kisses her.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Hi, Baby.
Bubba quickly hugs Daisy and Jessie together. Jessie laughs at Bubba’s enthusiasm.
Jessie James Dupree: Hello to you too, Bubba!
Bubba sets them down and Daisy looks at the game behind him.
Daisy Thompson: What’s that?
Bubba grins.
Big Bubba Thompson: it’s fun!
Daisy claps enthusiastically.
Daisy Thompson: Can I play too?
Bubba nods and the two siblings get to it.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Go on over to the table, I’ll watch the both of them.
Jessie nods, kissing him again before making her way to the table with the Worley Brothers. Both Cameron and Shawn nod to her as she sits down.
Cameron Worley: Jessie...
She smiles as Shawn glances back to the door.
Shawn Worley: Is Vikki about to come in her and shoot the place up now?
Jessie shakes her head looking disappointed as she answers. Just as she does, Daisy comes over to see her cousins.
Jessie James Dupree: No, we're here by ourselves…
Daisy frowns, looking every bit as childlike as her brother.
Daisy Thompson: She doesn’t wanna play anymore.
Jessie smiles sweetly for her.
Jessie James Dupree: She’ll come back.
Daisy nods slowly, visibly unconvinced.
Daisy Thompson: You promise?
Jessie nods, smiling almost motherly.
Jessie James Dupree: I promise.
Daisy brightens noticeably and hugs Jessie. Ricky Ray, Cameron and Shawn can’t help but smile.
Cameron Worley: Y’all gonna be in town long?
Daisy looks at Jessie hopefully and Jessie shrugs.
Jessie James Dupree: Until we wear out our welcome, I’d expect.
She nods and hands Daisy more money for the game, unable to stop herself from smiling as Daisy excitedly runs back to her brother to keep playing.
Jessie James Dupree: She misses Vikki so much…
Cameron cocks his head.
Cameron Worley: Just her?
Jessie shakes her head.
Jessie James Dupree: No, not just her...
He nods understandingly.
Cameron Worley: And how much candy have you guys been doing lately, Jessie?
Jessie sighs.
Jessie James Dupree: Not enough, Vikki took all the money to Mexico.
Both brothers sit back in their chairs warily.
Shawn Worley: What'd she do now?
Jessie shrugs knowingly.
Jessie James Dupree: Nothing...
Looking heavily skeptical, Cameron cocks his head.
Cameron Worley: Jessie!
Jessie shrugs again as her drink order arrives.
Jessie James Dupree: What... the guy had it coming...
Now it’s Shawn’s turn to cock his head skeptically.
Shawn Worley: Jessie...
Jessie takes a pull on her beer and waves dismissively.
Jessie James Dupree: He didn't really need that ear anyway...
Cameron and Shawn can hardly believe their ears.
Cameron Worley: Jessie!
She set her beer down and looks them dead in the eyes.
Jessie James Dupree: He made Daisy cry!
Both Worleys look away knowingly, neither looking thrilled at the prospect.
Shawn Worley: Oh God...
Jessie nods, pointing at them as if it totally makes her point for her.
Jessie James Dupree: SEE, had it coming!
She takes another swig of her beer as the brothers just sit there looking uncomfortable.
Cameron Worley: So y’all comin’ to work or just play?
Jessie shrugs.
Jessie James Dupree: I don’t know…
Shawn nods.
Shawn Worley: Y’all show up in UWA, somebody gonna say you look just like Bethany Kenyon.
Jessie frowns.
Jessie James Dupree: Who’s that?
Shawn Worley: One of the tag champs.
Jessie nods.
Jessie James Dupree: How come that ain’t you guys?
Cameron sighs.
Cameron Worley: Cause we done fucked it up a few months back against a pimp and his new security advisor.
Jessie frowns.
Jessie James Dupree: A pimp? You guys didn’t lose to T.W. Cage or something, did you?
Cameron shakes his head.
Cameron Worley: Naw, Silver Baron and his Sin City Knights.
Shawn nods.
Shawn Worley: They was a good team, just had a bit of a revolving door problem.
Cameron Worley: Cost them against K.I.S.S. too.
Jessie frowns again.
Jessie James Dupree: K.I.S.S.?
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: Pair of sisters from New Orleans, one of ‘em looks just like you with the streaks in y’all’s hair.
Jessie looks at her hair and nods.
Jessie James Dupree: Remind me to go back to dark again.
Shawn can’t help but snicker.
Shawn Worley: They’s good, the younger one’s a double champion.
Cameron nods his agreement.
Cameron Worley: Good argument to be made the older one would be too if she’d been given the chance lately.
Starting to answer, Shawn pauses and then shrugs slightly.
Shawn Worley: Then there’s them weird ass angels and the spoiled rich boys too.
Jessie looks across the table, staring at Cameron then moves her gaze to Shawn, then back to Cameron again.
Jessie James Dupree: How many tag team champions are there in this place?
Cameron chuckles.
Cameron Worley: K.I.S.S. be the champs, but we’re getting a shot alongside the other two teams.
A look of disgust comes over Shawn’s face.
Shawn Worley: The rich boys who we already beat twice...
An equally disgusted look
Cameron Worley: And seem really hung up on numbers for a team that ain’t got many that would hold them up as actually deserving shit!
Jessie’s eyes narrow.
Jessie James Dupree: Why not?
Shawn snickers cruelly.
Shawn Worley: Cause the only damn win they got is from almost a year ago when they cheated us. They ain’t won since.
Jessie takes another shot off her beer and just looks at them incredulously.
Jessie James Dupree: They got a shot… and only won one fucking match?
The Worley brothers nod.
Jessie James Dupree: How’d they manage that?
Cameron shrugs in annoyance.
Cameron Worley: Cause they do more talking than anything else.
Shawn nods, equally annoyed.
Shawn Worley: They never shut the hell up, even horn in on commentary so they can yammer on some more…
Jessie nods slowly.
Jessie James Dupree: And the others?
Cameron Worley: Cult muscle.
Shawn Worley: For a group that seemed to peak a few months ago and now don’t know what to do with itself.
As Jessie goes to answer, a voice rings out from behind them.
Voice: Are you two retards gonna hog that fucking game all goddamn night or?
Jessie James Dupree: Oh shit…
Jessie, Cameron and Shawn stand up and turn to face the game just in time to see Ricky Ray wrap his bull rope around the drunken bully’s neck and throw him across another table.
Ricky Ray Robertson: Y’all talk to my cousins like that again and we’re gonna have us a fuckin’ hangin’ in here!
Bubba and Daisy stand there by the game, Daisy stunned into silence that Jessie can see isn’t good.
Jessie James Dupree: Oh no… she knows…
Jessie finishes off her beer and hurries over to comfort Daisy while Bubba stands there with Ricky Ray waiting for the drunk to stand back up.
Cameron Worley: Dammit…
Shawn Worley: Man, I liked this place too…
Cameron nods.
Cameron Worley: Let’s go before Ricky Ray kills the prick!
Shawn tosses some money onto the table before following his brother over to guide their family home.
