Cassidy Carter vs. Konrad Raab

[Team Desire]

Cassidy Carter vs. Konrad Raab


 
3 RP Limit for singles; 4 RP limit for tag
Deadline: 5 PM ET Saturday, October 20, 2018

[Rachel Foxx]

It is the middle of the day as Cassidy and Austin ride through the streets of New Orleans, having just left their hotel, headed towards the soon to be opened Foxx Frost Wrestling Academy in the black Mercedes Cassidy had won almost two years ago in the End of the Year Battle Royal.The two of them watched the city pass by their windows with unhidden displeasure.  Most people would relish a chance to not only visit New Orleans; but, to be put up for free; but...while New Orleans can be fun, it pales to the on-demand lust and sin the two had become accustomed to in their adopted hometown.  Las Vegas, a city that put New York to shame with it’s lack of sleep.  Even at 3:30 am, the casinos were open, brothels were running strong; and, there was always a party to be found.  One of their favorite things as of late, had been going to the Marquee. It was a generic little night/day club atop the Cosmopolitan; but, it was never short of entertainment.  Wide eyed tourists looking to feel like kings could be caressed out of their money with a wink and a light touch, a technique that didn’t just work on the men.  It hadn’t taken Cassidy long to realize that the women were just as desperate to feel special as the men were.  In the end, everyone wanted to feel like the king or queen of the world; and, a minor celebrity like Cassidy was the kind of prey they all wanted to bag; and, she was content to allow them to believe she was attainable until she had taken what she wanted from them, retreating back to her husband.  The Marquee also was also one of her favorite spots because, unlike a lot of other places on the strip, the Marquee staff were willing to overlook her indiscretions.  Cassidy and Austin had received their fare share of temporary lifetime bans from bars, hotels and casinos up and down the strip.  They had even once received a lifetime from the “world famous” Bunny Ranch for one night drunkenly sneaking into the building, entering a few rooms and watching the festivities therein with a bucket of popcorn neither could remember where they had gotten from when questioned by police.  While the Marshalls were moderate celebrities in the world; they were on a first name basis with most of the staff member at the Las Vegas and Clark County Detention Centers; and, while lifetime bans never really meant a lifetime; Cassidy had grown tired of waiting out the “iron” wills of the establishment owners.  The Marquee’s willingness to let Cassidy operate unimpeded was a siren song.  It allowed Cassidy and Austin to fulfill their need to feed on chaos on destruction; but, it was also a gilded cage.  They were trapped there, and in the confines of the Cosmopolitan, as they waited out their rotating bans.  But, if you wanted to get mollied up and dance the night away on a Monday night, there was no place better.  As easy as the tourists were, the workers were even easier.  The motivations of the tourists were revolving.  Some wanted to know what it felt like to be kings and queens, rich for even a night, and the object of every girl or guys affection; come wanted to risk it all for the chance to win big; and, some simply wanted to escape reality, and live in a world where everything is permitted to a point.  It was the allure that so many people found in Westworld, a show that Cassidy’s older sister constantly was trying to get her to watch; but, why would she want to watch a Westworld, when she basically lived it every day?  The workers, on the other hand, all wanted the same thing.  Working and living in Las Vegas provided them with a steady stream of new and disposable playthings, a thrill which they all found fun...at first.  But, no matter how much they enjoyed the allure of anonymous sex with a stream of tourists that they could dispose of, consequence free when they’d had their fun and planted their flag...everyone eventually needs to feel loved.  The problem with temporary lovers is that they are just that.  It was so easy to fall in love with a single face; but eventually, that face disappeared as the stock of flesh was cycled out for new meat.  Cassidy had made it a point of talking to all the bartenders, servers, waitresses, dancers and DJs, learning their pathetic life stories and making sure that they saw her smiling face on a regular basis.  With them, she was bubbly, light, smiley...she was the flirty, yet  elusive blonde dream girl they all thought they could someday tame.  She flirted with them, allowing them to believe that she truly cared for them; and, in exchange, they provided her with the seeds of her own self-destruction.  Weed, coke, molly, Adderall, even LSD every now and then.  She had been offered heroin on more than one occasion; but...she’d seen what it did to her former employer; so, she steered clear.  She would exploit the residents’ need for human  connection to feed her own dark desires; then, return to her love to share the spoils of her emotional piracy.  

Cassidy grinned slightly as she thought back to their heavenly desert home.  She hated to admit that she had true emotions; but, she missed Vegas when she was forced to be away from it.  The comfortable silence that lingered between Cassidy and Austin was finally broken as he was the first to speak.

AUSTIN: “Ugh...this city is booooooring!!”

Cassidy chuckled.

CASSIDY: “It DOES seem to be lacking, though I suppose it ISN’T Mardi Gras; so…”

AUSTIN: “Drunken tourists exchanging flashes of breasts for plastic beads? Count me out. This whole city feels like the underside of a nutsack.”

CASSIDY: “Well...welcome to the south.”

AUSTIN: “How the fuck did you grow up down here.”

CASSIDY: “Dreaming about getting the fuck out at the first chance I got.”

AUSTIN: “So...you left the swamp and moved to the desert?”

CASSIDY: “Well, as people are so disgustingly quick to point out, ‘It’s a DRY heat, which is totally different!’”

Cassidy used a mocking tone, expressing just how tired she was of hearing those words.  There was a slight pause. Cassidy turned her eyes back to the road, then added…

CASSIDY: “Plus, i wanted to fuck a bunch of black guys without the klan burning a cross on my lawn!”

Austin forced what came out as a very uncomfortable chuckle.  Cassidy fought the urge to grin.  She loved the fact that, even after over a year of marriage, he still couldn’t read her enough to know when she was kidding or serious.  She let the statement marinate between them for a few moments, refusing to answer his fragile insecurities before changing topics.  

CASSIDY: “Anyways...it’s a hell of a lot better than fucking Milwaukee.”

AUSTIN: “On that we can agree.”

He still sounded insecure; but, he had made peace with the fact that she wouldn’t answer his curiosity. So, they moved past it.

AUSTIN: “They keep trying to offer me tickets to the Brewers’ playoff games...as if I care whether or not those clowns make it to the World Series.”

CASSIDY: “Who the hell even watches baseball these days?”

AUSTIN: “People who live in Milwaukee and have nothing better to do.”

Cassidy laughs.

CASSIDY: “Pretty much.  There isn’t even any trouble to get into in that city; and, the hookers are all ugly.”

AUSTIN: “About the same to be said for this shithole.”

Cassidy laughed again, another genuine laugh the way she only laughed for him, when her guard was down.

CASSIDY: “You might be the first person to come to New Orleans and not enjoy it.”

AUSTIN: :Second if you count yourself.”


Cassidy shrugged slightly.

CASSIDY: “Yeah; well...to be fair, I was brought here against my will; and, until you arrived, i was being held hostage at Rachel’s place.”

AUSTIN: “Somehow, I doubt she would see it that way.”

Cassidy just chuckled as she pulled the car over to the side of the road near a bar. Austin looked over at her, raising an eyebrow.

AUSTIN: “Wha...Um...Aren’t we supposed to be meeting Rachel?”

Cassidy shrugged.

CASSIDY: “Probably.”

AUSTIN: “I mean...aren’t we…”


Cassidy smiles as she reaches out and places a single finger gently on her husband’s lips.

CASSIDY: “I’m thirsty.”

Austin looks around, then furrows his brow a bit.  

AUSTIN: “Really? Bourbon Street? I thought you hated these kitchy touristy places.”

Outside the car, a pair of fat, pale tourists walked down the street, taking pictures of literally everything.  They were ugly; but, at least they had each other.  Cassidy found it almost adorable when ugly people found each other.  ‘All animals deserve love...as long as they aren’t breeding,’ Cassidy would always say. She laughed at them as they passed, thankful for tinted windows.  She turned back to her husband and sighed a little.

CASSIDY: “Look, this city may be an overhyped shithole; but, if we are forced to be here, we might as well see the pathetic garbage it has to offer.”

Cassidy took a hair tie from her wrist, pulling her hair into a ponytail before donning a pair of large sunglasses from the center console.

CASSIDY: “Love you.”

Cassidy leaned forward and kissed her husband before exiting the car and heading into the bar.  Once inside, Cassidy took a seat at the bar, ordering 2 shots each of vodka, tequila, rum and whiskey.  “Are you sure?” the bartender asked meekly; but, when she shrugged, he reciprocated with a smile and went about pouring her shots.  By the time Austin took the seat next to her, the 8 shots were lined up, with his share spread out in front of his seat.

AUSTIN: “Really?”

Cassidy just shrugged as she threw back her shot of Vodka.

CASSIDY: “You’re one behind.”

Austin still maintained a hesitant look.

AUSTIN: :I mean...aren’t we supposed to be…”

Cassidy threw back the tequila shot, her eyes never leaving his.

CASSIDY: “Two behind.”

Austin sighed as Cassidy reached for the rum, playfully slapping her hand before grabbing the shots of vodka and tequila before throwing them back one after the other.  Cassidy smiled warmly at him, happy he was finally getting into the spirit. Austin’s face was still hesitant.

AUSTIN: “You know, we’re already extremely late, righ? I mean, we were supposed to meet Rachel…”

He looked down at his phone, and his eyes went wide.

AUSTIN: “4 hours ago!!”

Cassidy laughed as she threw back the shot of rum with one hand, her other already ordering another round of drinks.  Austin tried to wave off the bartender; but, Cassidy motioned for him to keep working, and he did.  Her piercing blue eyes looked deep into his as a slight grin curled the edges of her lips.

CASSIDY: “Do you regret the morning so far?”

AUSTIN: “I mean...it’s hard to regret sleeping in, pigging out on room service and cocaine fueled sex...so...no.”

He paused, thinking back to the activities of the morning before continuing.

AUSTIN: “I mean, we have been having a lot of sex lately, which has been absolutely amazing.”

It had been; though, she decided against telling him why.  Not to say she didn’t enjoy climbing on top of her husband, or vice versa; but...she fought the urge to tell him that she could feel her biological clock going off; and, she desperately wanted to have his baby.  The mounting negative results had started getting to her in a way she never thought they would; but, it had to simply be a numbers game, right?  The more she let him be inside of her, the better her chances of conception would be, right?  He never asked questions, which made it easier to avoid the talk they would inevitably need to have.  She didn’t know if he wanted another kid or not. It was never a topic that either of them felt comfortable addressing.  Technically, she was a step mother to two of Austin’s bastards.  Jr, she actually liked; but, she doubted he had a favorable opinion of her.  The other of her stepchildren, by a happy coincidence, was one of Katelyn Buehler’s bastardesses.  While Cassidy hated the thought of her Austin being involved with that pathetic druggie, she absolutely relished having even partial parental authority over one of Katelyn’s kids.  Beating her in the ring felt like vindication for a whole host of nonsense she had received since joining the Supreme Championship Roster.  Pinning that whore’s shoulders to the ring, and making her admit defeat to what she saw as an inferior opponent was amazing; but...being the stepmother of one of her daughters...THAT was orgasmic!!

The funny thing is, she never stopped to ask if they SHOULD have kids.  What was that Jurassic Park line?  Cassidy was so preoccupied with whether or not she could, she didn’t stop to think if she SHOULD.  She knew she and Austin should have the talk soon.  It would be better to do it that way instead of “Surprise...I haven’t really been on birth control; and,  hope you wanted to be a dad again, because one of your sperm finally crossed the finish line in the race you didn’t know they were running.”  

AUSTIN: “Cass...you still there?”

Cassidy snapped out of the trance she had been in, her attention zooming back on him.  She could feel the words she so desperately wanted to say to him right at the top of her throat; but, when she opened her mouth, all that came out was…

CASSIDY: “I’m sorry, I was thinking of all those black guys.  What were you saying again?”

Austin stifled a chuckle and shook his head.

AUSTIN: “I said...shouldn’t we get going? Rachel is going to be extremely angry with both of us. You know she’s probably sitting there, strangling a puppy, or whatever an supervillain like her does.”

Cassidy laughed.  The moment had passed.

CASSIDY: “Probably catering to those two little…”

Cassidy couldn’t bring herself to call Rachel’s kids ‘bastards.’  She felt a sense of disappointment in herself for that.

CASSIDY: “...kids.”

AUSTIN: “Oh yeah...she DID just have a baby, didn’t she.”

Cassidy nodded, her eyes softening a little as they looked deep into his again.

CASSIDY:  “It is actually really cute.  The kind of kid that could give a woman baby fever.”

Austin raised an eyebrow.

AUSTIN: “You have baby fever?”

God yes!!! So fucking badly she should probably be quarantined, before it spread to the entire city.

CASSIDY: “No...I’m just saying…”

She paused for a moment.

CASSIDY: “Have you ever thought about it?”

The two of them threw back their shots of bottom shelf whiskey, shaking in disgust a little, as the bartender finally placed a beer in front of each of them.  Austin pursed his lips and thought for a moment as he raised the beer and took a sip to chase away the horrible taste of cheap whiskey.  Cassidy’s eyes focused intently on him, watching him for even the slightest sign.  Eventually, he lowered his mug and, still hesitating a bit, said…

AUSTIN: “I don’t know. I mean...I suppose I’ve thought about it once or twice; but, between our...extracurricular activities and being made the interim Head Coach and General Manager of the Milwaukee Mayhem, I haven’t really had time to think about that kind of thing.”

Her heart sank a little, and she turned away to ensure none of her emotion got out as he finished his beer.  The bartender approached the two of them to see if they wanted any more; but, Austin put a hand up, indicating they didn’t want any more.  

AUSTIN: “We should probably get going.”

He tone carried a hint of authority which was immediately voided as he stood up, teetered on his feet a bit, and sat back down immediately.  Cassidy forced a chuckle that she knew did not sound natural; but, she doubted he noticed. ‘

CASSIDY: “Looks like you aren’t going anywhere.”

AUSTIN: “Seems the liquor may be hitting me slightly harder than I thought it would.  Still...we need to get going.  Rachel is waiting for us.”

CASSIDY: “Meh...let her wait.  It’s not like she’s my boss anymore.”

Austin furrowed his brow and looked up for a moment, like a kid trying to figure out a really hard math problem.

AUSTIN: “Well...she is MY boss...and…”

He looked up again, and Cassidy could almost see the gears turning in his head as he tried to do the math.

AUSTIN: “Wait...she’s the team owner, which makes her my boss.  That makes me YOUR boss; AND, as team owner...isn’t she also your boss?”

Cassidy laughed.

CASSIDY: “Technically...yes; but, she isn’t going to fire me.  I’m valuable to her.  There aren’t a ton of good quarterbacks just lying around.  Rachel needs me, which means that she is forced to play ball.  I hold just as much of the power as she does.”

His brow furrowed even more as he tried to add this new information into the equation.  He wasn’t drunk...not yet.  Cassidy found her husband much easier to manipulate when he was completely drunk.  No, he was just buzzed enough to have problems putting this kind of equation together.

There was another long pause; and then, it seemed as though Austin had come to some kind of conclusion.  He looked back at her and grinned a little.

AUSTIN: “Well, as the head coach of the Mayhem, I am your boss, and i am giving you a direct order.”

CASSIDY: “A direct order?”

AUSTIN: “Yes!! A direct order!!”

Cassidy chuckles.

CASSIDY: “If that doesn’t work for O., where my biggest paycheck comes from, do you really think that’s going to work for you?”

He pauses, then blurts out.

AUSTIN: “I’ll suspend you for 2 games!!”


Cassidy turns to the bartender and considers motioning for another round.

CASSIDY: “No you won’t”

AUSTIN: “I will!”


CASSIDY: “No you won’t.”

AUSTIN: “I am well within my rights to suspend you for...insubordination!!”

Cassidy turns back to her husband and laughs.

CASSIDY: “Insubordination? What is this, the army?”

She pauses, biting her lip a little before saying…

CASSIDY: “Actually, that could work...boss me around Mein Kommandant!!”

She said, trying to sound sexy.  He tried to be mad at her; but, he couldn’t.  She knew him too well.  Austin rolled his eyes.

AUSTIN: “Why did you go…”

CASSIDY: “Nazi? Yeah, I heard it.  Ugh, I’ve been stuck around Rachel and her kids for too long.  They only speak German to each other. I guess some of it wore off on me.”

AUSTIN: “We have to get going...seriously!”

CASSIDY: “No...we’re going to get in the car and go have sex in a public park.”

The bartender perked up with a mixture of interest and concern.

BARTENDER: “Umm...phew...okay…”

Both Cassidy and Austin turn their attention to the bartender.

BARTENDER: “Umm...okay...sooooo...as hot as the idea of having public sex in a park sounds...um...I would warn you that public decency laws in this city are actually pretty strict.  Also...um... I don’t think I can let either one of you drive out of here.”

CASSIDY: “You’re going to stop us?”

BARTENDER: “I mean...I’ll call the police...”

CASSIDY: “Fine...can I have a shot of moonshine then, since we’re staying here?”

The bartender lets out a sigh of relief and goes for the moonshine.  As he pours the shot, Cassidy leans forward.

CASSIDY: “By the way...just out of curiosity...do you know who we are?”

BARTENDER: “No idea.”

Austin shoots her a confused look.  Cassidy just smiles devilishly back at him.

CASSIDY: “Oh, I know this sounds weird; but, is there any way I can get a shot of Tabasco in my shot? I know it probably sounds weird; but, I’ve been on a serious spicy kick lately. “


The bartender furrows his brow skeptical; but, eventually shrugs and grabs a bottle of tabasco from beneath the bar.  

BARTENDER: “Trust me, I’ve heard stranger requests.”

He pours a decent amount of the hot sauce into the shot glass and places it in front of Cassidy.  She takes the shot glass in her hand and slyly winks at her husband.

CASSIDY: “By the way...would you be willing to settle an ongoing argument the two of us have been having?”

He looks at Cassidy hesitantly, then over to Austin.  

BARTENDER: “Um….sure…?”

Cassidy leans forward on her chair to get closer to the bartender.

CASSIDY: “Well, I bought a new perfume recently, which I absolutely love.”

Cassidy leans in a little further.

CASSIDY: “It’s the new scent by Christian Dior; and, I absolutely love it; but...my husband here, he says it smells cheap.”

Austin’s eyes suddenly light up as he plays along.

AUSTIN: “What can I say...I prefer the more classic fragrances.  Just because something is new doesn’t mean it’s better.”

Cassidy rolls her eyes.  

CASSIDY: “Well...anyways... I think my philistine husband is absolutely wrong; but, I wonder if you would be willing to be the tie breaking vote.  Would you be willing to tell this buffoon that my perfume is amazing?”

The bartender looks at her hesitantly, then over to Austin, who nods approvingly.  The bartender takes a small breath, then begins leaning in cautiously.  As he begins to move in, Cassidy moves quickly, splashing the shot into her mouth and spraying it into the bartender’s eyes.  He recoils in extreme pain.

BARTENDER: “YOU BITCH!!!! I’M CALLING THE POLICE!!”

But, before he can reach for the phone, Cassidy has already grabbed Austin’s hand as the two of them run out of the bar and to her car. They both hop in, kissing passionately before she presses the ignition button.  The car roars to life.

CASSIDY: “Next stop...SEX PARK!!!”

She steps on the gas as the car shoots down the street, swerving around a corner and off to find a public park.  


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As the camera comes once again to life, the picture flickers for a moment before coming into focus. As it does, we find Cassidy Carter sitting on a park bench. Her hair is disheveled as is her sweatshirt, which she tries to straighten before pulling a single small leaf from her blonde hair. She chuckles slightly as she looks at the leaf, then tosses it to the ground. Her husband’s voice comes from behind the camera.

ACE: “Ummm...we’re rolling.”

Cassidy’s smile fades and her face turns to one of annoyance as she looks into the camera.

CASSIDY: “Do I HAVE to do this?”

ACE: “Unfortunately, my dearest, this is part of the job. If you want to make good on the things you said in Breakdown, you're required to put in something to get them talking.”

Cassidy pouts for a moment; but, eventually she looks back into the camera.

CASSIDY: “Well...where do I start? The last few weeks have been...annoying for your SCW Television Champion...to say the least.  First, I have to deal with all of these assholes telling me that I am not the true Television Champion.”

Ace speaks from behind the camera again.

ACE: “All hail the queen!”

Cassidy smiles, continuing to talk to the camera.

CASSIDY: “Look, the fact of the matter is, that belt means absolutely nothing to me.  The television title is nothing more than a generic placeholder for the title it replaced. Now, instead of having the Underground, which was fresh, bold, cutting edge...we have another generic, bland, meaningless hunk of leather and metal, which simply blends into the current landscape of SCW. The Adrenaline Championship, the United States Championship, the Television Championship...no longer are any of these trinkets the crown of a unique style; but...participation trophies, meant to placate the roster and make them feel special.”

Cassidy pauses for a moment, and forced a small chuckle.

CASSIDY: “But...I don't need to to rehash my distaste for that meaningless heap of nonsense...do I? I have made my feelings perfectly clear. So...the question arises...why bother taking that belt if it means so little to me?”

She laughs again.

CASSIDY: “Well...because I can.  I mean, if we are just throwing around meaningless trinkets, why the hell shouldn't I have one. Besides, how cowardly is the so-called “real” SCW Television Champion that he had to have a new belt commissioned, rather than trying to reclaim the real one. He calls himself a champion; and yet, he walks around with a cheap toy.”

She pauses for a moment.

CASSIDY: “Also...my husband and I have a thing for Championship belts…”

She grins slyly to the man behind the camera.

CASSIDY: “Take that statement as you want to; but, to anyone coming into contact with the SCW World Championship, or the SCW or GCW Television championships...you're welcome.”

She beams at the camera for a moment; but, soon she allows her smile to fade.

CASSIDY: And then...over the last week, I found myself trapped in an after-school special, starring the two most insufferable morons this business has ever witnessed.”

Her face twists to one of disgust.

CASSIDY: “First, we have William Mason, the milquetoast, unwanted savor of damsels in not-so-much distress everywhere. He is a generic wanna-be hero who insists on sticking his nose where it has no business being; and,  wing the white knight that no one has ever asked for.  The truth of the matter is, he is a weasel, wearing tinfoil armor, doing whatever he can to worm his way into places he has no right being...working so hard to convince the world that he is Superman, when he is nothing more than a self-serving cretin.”

She pauses, a slight hint of a grin curling one corner of her lips.

CASSIDY: “So...who is surprised that, right after Helms is ruled unable to compete, Blake Mason was close behind to whisper into the ears of those who make decisions around here, trying to convince them that HE deserves a title shot, based on nothing more than the fact that he wants one.”

Her hint of a grin turns into a full fledged smile as she looks deep into the camera.

CASSIDY: “But, there was one problem with Blakey poo's pathetic little plan...ME. When AJ Helms finally succumbed to the pressure of being the absolute fraud that he really is, there was only ONE logical solution to the question of who should take his place! That battle royale was meant to determine who would win the apparent honor of a future shot at the SCW World Championship. When the man who won that battle royale was discovered as a fraud, that ‘honor’ should fall to the last person eliminated...which was me! I dominated in that battle royale; and, if AJ is not fit to take his prize; then, it naturally falls to me! I know that, Oleg knows that, Blake knows that...you morons all know that. Like it or not, that is MY Championship opportunity.”

Ace calls out from behind the camera again.

ACE: “All hail the queen!”

Cassidy smiles back at him before continuing.

CASSIDY: “So...now we come to the man who truly is a knight in shining armor...Konrad Raab. You move through this company as the unwanted conscience, constantly imposing itself on those around him, seeing himself as the savior, who will somehow save he world from...itself.”

She pauses for dramatic effect.

CASSIDY: “The funny thing about you Konrad, is that you are closer to what Blake Mason is constantly trying to pretend he is. You are what he tries so hard to convince the world and himself that he is; and yet, you are too stupid to understand that this world does not need a white knight like you. You are not Sir Lancelot, slaying the enemies of a kingdom and restoring honor to the world...you are Don Quixote, roaming aimlessly through the countryside on your pathetic little donkey, fighting windmills. You are a pathetic old man, trying desperately to regain some semblance of a perceived former glory, fighting windmills and telling yourself that you are slaying dragons.”

She pauses again, her grin slowly returning.

CASSIDY: “And...in me...you thought you had found a true dragon. You thought, if you could just stop me in my tracks, and steal my property from me; you could be the big hero who saved the day. You are simple enough to see the world in black and white; despite the glaring fact, as my former mentor once taught me, that the truth exists in a trillion shades of gray. She taught me that good and evil are concepts that only exist in storybooks, and in the mind of simpleton children who believe these fairy tales.”

She pauses one more time for dramatic effect.

CASSIDY: “And so…Konrad Quixote...you finally stepped into the path of an actual dragon. And, as much as you think that you can win the day with a pure heart and good intentions...you are about to find out that real dragons are much more dangerous than windmills.  When I was younger, and I wanted to start a fight about something trivial, my father used to ask me ‘is this the hill you want to die on?’ It was his way of reminding me to let go of things that were petty, small, not my problem or out of my control.  So...I now pose the question to you Konrad...this fight has nothing to do with you; I will get what I want regardless of your misguided involvement...you literally have nothing to gain, and the entire world to lose by stepping into that ring with me.  This seems to be about honor for you, some moronic allegiance to a moral code that only you carry; so, I ask you…”

Cassidy paused as she looks dead into the camera.

CASSIDY: “..is this the hill you are prepared to die on? If it is...I am more than prepared to be your executioner. Tata old man...see you in the hill!”

Cassidy smiles for a few moments before the camera cuts out, and the picture cuts to black.

[Konrad Raab]

Mental training day seven. Orlando, Florida. Tuesday 19th June (Off camera)

It's time for everybody to get up as the alarms sound at five in the morning for everyone to get themselves up, the problem is Konrad was still asleep as he was just so tired from the training he did yesterday. He only realised the tiredness came from not just psychically, but mentally as well as he learnt a lot as Dwayne shakes Konrad and he moves to sit up on his bed and pats Dwayne's back to say thanks as he gets up and goes to the bathroom before he comes out fifteen minutes later to get himself dressed and heads straight towards breakfast, being the last to get there.

He goes to sit with the others who were up five minutes before Konrad as he was just so tired from the training he's done, and he'll be even more tired today with the toughness training he has to do psychically. He eats his breakfast, not saying a word to his roommates, and one of them does eventually say something.

Steven: “You alright?”

Dwayne: “Yeah, you're very quiet this morning.”

Konrad Raab: “I'm focused to do training, that's all.”

Benjamin: “Sorry, thought you were pissed off at us?”

Dwayne: “No, Konrad doesn't look pissed. Maybe a bit, but I think it's more to do with him being focused on doing the training and quite honestly, defeating Justin tomorrow.”

Konrad Raab: “Dwayne's right. I do get angry when I'm focused on something. I don't know why I get like that, feel it motivates me to be at my best with training today. I'm going to bust my ass to get the job done.”

The other roommates nod as he did see the icy eyes of Konrad being determined to get the job done and he eats slowly, but knew Konrad wanted to eat fast mainly to get the training done, although like usual, there's a three-hour wait for training to begin. Konrad knew he would be tired as hell after today, knowing he has to do everything Konrad's missed out doing and quite frankly, needed to get back to doing as he's not done training since Wednesday.

They finished their breakfast and place their cutlery, cups and plates in designated places before they go off to their rooms to play some board games of playing the roulette wheel which was randomly found under the bed of Steven this morning with him showing the game to everyone which lead for Dwayne who's been here the longest to say this.

Dwayne: “How did we miss that?”

Steven: “It looks brand new, to be honest. Might be more fun than the other board games we played. Let's do it.”

Konrad Raab: “Roulette wheel? I used to play poker when I was younger in Germany.”

Benjamin: “Good thing we aren't playing that.”

Dwayne: “Let's play this game.”

It look like it's never been played with sticky tape attached to each end of the game as they take the game out of the box and have a certain amount of chips each to cash in to place their bets on what numbers or colour of where the ball lands and they always play while talking to each other which is something Konrad needs, considering he will likely be training on his own for the day. It was an enjoyable game so far with Konrad not having very many chips left, but it's about luck.

Steven: “I'm doing social media training with Darren in the room today.”

Dwayne: “Training for me, but I think with the others as Konrad's by himself I think.”

Konrad shrugs his shoulders as although he was losing, his main focus was purely on nothing, but training and wanting to be the champion because right now, it's all he wanted to do as the sooner he gets started, the better Konrad will leave as a changed man to get back to Supreme Championship Wrestling and show the new and improved Konrad Raab he needed to show the world. At this point, it was Steven, Dwayne and Benjamin doing all the talking as Konrad has anger focus eyes in him and he went to sit on his bed, considering he was out of the game.

Then when Steven was out, he sat with Konrad, looking like Konrad was going to smash up something, but it wasn't the case as Steven moved away from Konrad due to how serious he was to get started, how bad he wanted to win the match against Justin tomorrow night. He does some warm-ups in the room to get himself prepared, even if he was going to do them again, Konrad doesn't care.

The alarms sound and without speaking to his roommates, Konrad dashed out of the room and down to the gym which of course, was told by one of the coaches he was in the wrong place, especially when there are many people doing the training. Peter came in and sees it, and he flicks his hand at Konrad and Konrad comes, and he says this.

Peter Lawley: “Tom and everybody knows today, you aren't training with the others. We need to isolate you away because when people like you and Justin have big matches, you need to be training all by yourselves, thinking and preparing to wrestle tomorrow night.”

Dwayne walks in, and he says this while overhearing Peter on telling Konrad to think about himself.

Dwayne: “I don't mean to interrupt, but Konrad's been focused non-stop today on getting the training done.”

Peter Lawley: “Glad to hear that, now leave us be.”

Peter sees exactly what Dwayne meant when Konrad was willing to start right now, even getting a little impatient from his body actions as he gets up and walks, well until he goes out of the door without knowing where he's going, but Peter sees Konrad wanting to do some work, although he sees Konrad going the wrong way as he says this.

Peter Lawley: “This way.”

Konrad turned back and went to the direction of where Peter said for him to go as it was a smaller room for individual work as Peter locks the doors with many gym pieces of equipment around him and he allows Konrad to do his warm-up exercises which he does without any prompt from Peter before he runs to use the treadmill as Peter was smiling, but worries Konrad will overdo it as he says this.

Peter Lawley: “Remember to do twenty minutes on this, OK?”

Konrad nodded as right now, he didn't care for anything, but preparing to defeat Justin in the wrestling ring as twenty minutes of intense running he done was up before he ran to do the rowing machine which also was twenty minutes to strengthen himself. After that, he climbed up the rope up and down fifty times as he stops and almost does another workout, but Peter passes a bottle of water, but Konrad leaves it on the floor.

Peter Lawley: “You need to take a break.”

Konrad Raab: “No, if I stop, it shows I'm not dedicated to winning, and I'll do anything to win.”

Some bold words there from Konrad which was a sign of his focus, although Konrad knew Peter was right, he did need a drink as he takes a few sips before he continues to lift up weights with his arms, even some of the heaviest ones here. Peter didn't have to do anything, to keep an eye out on Konrad in case he pulls an injury or helping him do some drills.

Which is exactly what he pointed Peter to do as he gets a ball to pass to Peter before he goes on the floor and Peter throws the ball and Konrad catches it by doing sit up and downs as a bit of a challenge for a little bit. He then takes a five-minute break before he puts boxing gloves on and tosses Peter punching pads as Konrad goes to punch pretty hard.

Peter Lawley: “You really are prepared for this match, aren't you?”

Konrad Raab: “Of course, I'm punching Justin's face in just like this.”

He then yells from the force he has from hitting the pads as a way to breathe a bit before he begins to enjoy it too much which lead for Peter to take his punching pads off and has bags to place in Konrad's arms and directs him to run up and down the stairs with them.

Konrad Raab: “I don't enjoy running up and down the stairs with the bags in my arms.”

Peter Lawley: “Good because I'm making you not enjoy something, but push your ass very hard to get it down. That's how you know you'll win.”

Konrad Raab: “I want nothing more than to win against Justin tomorrow night and you aren't gonna stop me.”

Peter Lawley: “Good to know you won't stop going up and down the stairs with heavy bags in your arms.”

Which was the main point of the activity to mainly make sure Konrad was doing things he didn't like doing and one of those was the stairs bag drill as it was something he does struggle in a bit, but he knew the only way to push himself was himself and that came noticeably from day one he started.

Peter Lawley: “That's it, I know you hate it, but you are going to do more things you hate later.”

Konrad really wasn't allowing his head to win today, not when he's come so far to get where he was, and Peter can only be proud of Konrad at this point on finishing everything, even if it was time to eat lunch. He was pretty far from completing the exercise. A few minutes later, he did eventually do it as after he came back to the gym room and dropped the heavy bags on the floor, Konrad's very exhausted, sweat dripping everywhere as Konrad needed some more water to drink as he sits up against the wall, even pouring water on himself.

Peter Lawley: “Good job Konrad, well done. Go and eat something and we'll do more of this outside. Love the effort you've put in and the best training drill you've done since you've been here.”

Konrad was able to leave the room to go and eat some lunch as he had to get it quick or he'd be hungry for later. His roommates saw the amount of sweat coming through Konrad, even through his shirt as Dwayne looks really surprised.

Dwayne: “Wow man, you must've put in some good workout.”

Konrad Raab: “I did, I pushed myself to want to be the top wrestler for tomorrow night. When I get back to Supreme Championship Wrestling, I'm showing the entire world that The Iceman is going to be an SCW champion. The Iceman will defeat Justin for the title.”

Steven: “You scare me.”

Benjamin: “If it's his way of being focused Steven, that's a good thing, although I know mentally it's gonna drain him a lot later.”

Konrad shook his head as he didn't want to hear his past of how he started at the beginning of the course, although Konrad's come a long way, especially when Justin was nowhere to be seen today as he was avoiding Konrad, especially he overdid time in the training.

Dwayne: “According to what I overheard, Justin gave up training today.”

Steven: “Seriously?”

Dwayne: “Yeah, his coach was yelling and shouting at Justin. Good that he did, considering after everything Justin's said and done to Konrad, he received karma.”

It would leave Konrad with a smile on his face, even if it were evil that the sides have now been turned. Konrad may ask Peter later if it was right about Justin but he continued eating, and he did see why Justin was nowhere near Konrad. Maybe Justin was told to not interact with Konrad, but it did seem like Konrad was so focused. So much so that he forgot to eat as Benjamin say this.

Benjamin: “Eat your lunch.”

Konrad nodded as he did forget to eat due to how focused he was on top of willing to do more training than ever before. He craved on the training he was doing and knows Konrad will be tested a lot, and Neil suddenly comes out of nowhere and pats Konrad's shoulder and he says this.

Neil Stubbles: “After training today, I want to have a word with you in my office.”

Dwayne: “He's not in trouble, is he?”

Neil Stubbles: “Not at all. I'll tell Konrad later.”

Neil walks away without saying much else as he goes back to his office, while Konrad nods, knowing what he feels will happen.

Konrad Raab: “It's likely about me leaving tomorrow and more details about the match with Justin too.”

Dwayne: “Yeah cos Juan did the same thing before he left to talk to Neil about training. Anyway, we better finish up and play snakes and ladders this afternoon, well after we've written in our diaries.”

They placed things where they go and head straight to their rooms as Konrad was willing to write everything he did today very fast with how his day went with the training and how he will be pushed to his limits later. He was the first to finish as he saw two bottles of water which were provided because of the amount of training he did as Konrad drinks the water and they play snakes and ladders, and while they do, Steven speaks.

Steven: “I will miss you being here.

Konrad Raab: “I will too, but the truth was I wanted to leave here with my head held up high and being much happier to wrestle than how pathetic I was. I deserved to be here, and I deserved to be bullied and picked on because if I didn't, I wouldn't have learned anything.”

Dwayne: “Are you saying Justin made a positive effect on you?”

Konrad Raab: “Truthfully yes, I needed that training out of him, and I certainly needed social media training too. It helped me learn that I need to be more aggressive and a lot more positive as well about things, even if losses are the only thing I get.”

It was silent for a bit as they were playing a game and Steven thought of something else that he didn't mention with those goals he mentioned while all three were nodding at what Konrad said.

Steven: “Also to be more selfish in terms of achieving your goals.”

Konrad Raab: “Exactly. In wrestling, there's nobody there to help me out, although Owen Cruze tried to motivate my ass earlier, I blanked him out as I gave up trying to do what he said basically.”

Benjamin: “Oh yeah, about how you needed to work on mentality.”

Konrad Raab: “Exactly and it's when Peter reminded me about listening to Owen Cruze's video in a match against me every time I get down. I just completely forgot about it. He was trying to help me than badgering me down as others did. He wanted me to be positive and stop allowing mind games get to me.”

Dwayne: “Sounds like it and that's exactly what you should do.”

It was embarrassing to know Owen who was an eighteen-year-old kid to help out a fifty-one-year-old man with his struggles, but it's good because he needed the encouragement of other wrestlers who needed the help. While Benjamin just won the game, the alarms went off, and Konrad ran out of the room and went outside before going into the private area of training as there are things on the floor where he was doing stuff he disliked doing.

In fact, he was doing everything he did except the bags in his arms challenge when he first started the course as all of those things were exactly what Konrad struggled with on Hindu Squats, but since Peter knows of how focused Konrad was, he says this.

Peter Lawley: “Do those squats one hundred times as an extra challenge on top of one-legged squats too. Do them right now.”

Konrad nodded as he was being pushed just like the first day, just like when he struggled to do all the tasks on the first day, but Peter made things extra difficult because he wanted Konrad to get better and wanted to overcome his struggles he went through. He knows Konrad hated doing them, making him feel uncomfortable, although he tried, he managed to do both squats without any resistance as he took ten minutes to have a drink before going to lift up the dumbbells with one hand and jogging around the pitch with them.

Peter Lawley: “You really are mentally prepared, all of the things you're doing today, is exactly what you've struggled on the first day because I wanted to push you bloody hard, especially the focus you have. Your focus when you're training is more dangerous than I've seen in anybody I work with.”

Konrad Raab: “Is that a good thing?”

Peter Lawley: “Fuck yes because it means you're willing to push yourself with this amount of focus.”

Konrad Raab: “Is it true that Justin's refusing to train?”

Peter Lawley: “Who told you?”

Konrad Raab: “One of my roommates, is it true?”

Peter Lawley: “Yes it is, funny how tables are turned, haven't they?”

Konrad smiled as it was confirmed that Justin was apparently feeling the pressure of the training he was going through, but Konrad was sailing like a ship with his. He remembered everything he did with squats, dumbbells and even ran up and down the stairs of the small outside stadium used for junior baseball teams. He then was unlocked from the cage and went to go on the weight machine outside to do five sets of ten reps he had to do.

He smiles, knowing he was feeling more than confident to win and for the first time ever since Konrad stepped in the mental training course with everyone watching Konrad do the reps, he says this.

Konrad Raab: “I can win tomorrow because I'm confident and have a ton of self-esteem in myself to win. I thank Justin for putting me through hell because if it weren't for him, I would learn nothing and it's motivating me to beat him for the title.”

Peter Lawley: “That's right you angry, focused motherfucker. You tell the world how you'll do anything to beat Justin tomorrow and get your ass back to SCW to show the world you're the new packaged Konrad Raab.”

Konrad Raab: “You damn right.”

Konrad was doing extra reps from what he was told because he wanted to feel uncomfortable which he was beginning to when he was up to fifty as he shook his head and continued until he's reached to a certain number  Konrad wanted to achieve which he does as he gets off and receives a bottle of water and drinks at least two bottles and Peter pats him on the back as he got off the machine and got told this.

Peter Lawley: “I'm telling you to get some rest because you've done a heck of a lot today without being lazy. You're tired, but you're not tired mentally. You've improved way beyond that, and I'm proud of the progress you've made. I'm proud to be your coach and push you so hard. I'll see you tomorrow.”

Peter leaves as his work with Konrad was done, or at least it was for today as Konrad went back to his room and wrote down his diary for possibly the last time before he leaves tomorrow. Konrad leaves his room to go in the dining hall to eat his dinner with the lads which he had no time to chat before he goes to Neil's office and knocks on the door and was told to come in which he does as he sits down and Neil passes a towel to Konrad.

Neil Stubbles: “You've really done a lot today, haven't you?”

Konrad Raab: “I'm so focused on winning the match tomorrow night, I really want to get out of this course as much as it's benefited me, I will go and win the belt from Justin.”

Neil Stubbles: “It's so good to hear positivity now. Peter told me how incredible you are that you've got this anger focus of you.”

Konrad Raab: “I don't know why I have this anger focus, but I feel that I shouldn't be afraid of it.”

Neil Stubbles: “No way you should, in fact, others should fear you on willing to do anything it takes to win.”

Konrad nods as he was offered to drink some water which he accepts and Neil gets down to it.

Neil Stubbles: “About tomorrow, I will say this, it will be in front of a live audience that are here to watch you wrestle because everyone is talking how excited they are to see you beat Justin or Justin beating you.”

Konrad Raab: “Let them talk because tomorrow, I believe I can beat Justin, and I can win in front of a million audience, showing how much mentally I've improved and being able to walk away from here as the champion and leaving this course with a positive feeling.”

Neil Stubbles: “You've come a very long way and tomorrow when you leave, if you beat Justin, not only you'll keep the title, but you'll also receive a certificate. I've also told Mr D as he's back in charge now that you were on the course and improved a lot that he'll no longer worry about you being depressed and not motivated.”

Konrad Raab: “What?”

Although it was a shock more than a disgusted what, it was something that's a surprise as Neil's told why Mr D hadn't been around and where Konrad was and how he was mentally as he did promise to David Helms he'll keep track of things.

Neil Stubbles: “Yeah, he's no longer got injuries to his head after being piledriven to the mat by Regan Street.”

Konrad Raab: “I never knew that. It's not surprising Regan would do that. It's the type of wrestler she is, believe me, I've fought her in the ring.”

Neil Stubbles: “So I heard. Anyway it's been fantastic to see you, and we'll miss you being here, but in the meantime, I want to ask for your autograph and possibly a picture with me as you're a hero to me.”

Konrad Raab: “With pleasure Neil and thank you for everything you've done to make me be the wrestler you knew I could be while others, except Owen Cruze, put me down.”

Neil got a picture of Konrad which was a picture of him, promoting Rise to Greatness show coming up as he nods and signs his name and Neil had a phone and took a selfie before Konrad leaves the room with full of energy he's never had about his match against Justin tomorrow. He goes to engage with the others in the games room to interact with others which everyone wanted to for Konrad's last day here.

John: “You're gonna be a fucking champion.”

Konrad Raab: “You damn right I will, not only after the match against Justin tomorrow, but for SCW as well. You all will see me become SCW TV champion sooner than later and you can bet on it. I will shock the entire world I have the ability to defeat every wrestler put in front of me and win.”

Dwayne: “You said it. We all will support you against Justin tomorrow, and as much as we want you to win, we will miss you for the support you've given to all of us.”

Konrad feels the support from almost everybody, apart from Justin's roommates and some of his friends who clearly weren't happy and even afraid to talk to Konrad because of how Justin's been today. It was an excellent day for Konrad that he was happy for the first time in a while. No nerves or pressure, just Konrad being himself. 

He got requests for autographs and pictures taken which he gladly receives along with answering questions straight before the alarm goes off and everyone heads back to their bedrooms and Konrad was finally able to get in the shower to wash the sweat off and then he packs his things in the bag and getting out clothes he was going to wear tomorrow before putting his pyjamas on and gets into bed to finally get sleep he needed after a hard days work in the gym.

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Konrad's birthday. Salt Lake City, Utah. Saturday 20th October. (Off Camera)

Usually, it would be a day where Jerry and Konrad would discuss the upcoming match, but because it was his birthday, they done all of the discussions yesterday, especially after Jerry finding out it was Konrad's birthday, he did give Konrad a present of something related to his karate he was doing that has helped him focus on the match he has. It hasn't really bothered Konrad too much on the attack he got, despite this was nothing more, than a complete disrespect for the belt he wants to be champion with because of how special it was for Konrad.

How much he craved to be a TV title contender and a champion which was to him a unique belt of them all. Little did he know that Jerry had a major surprise for Konrad. He was in his hotel room, wondering what the surprise could be as Konrad was gutted he had to spend his birthday alone. Markus other known as Lord Raab couldn't come down as he was celebrating his birthday of his own with Konrad already giving him a gift earlier in the week likewise with Markus too.

Konrad Raab: “What has Jerry got in mind for me?”

He had no clue as he only just woke up and Konrad got out of bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up before he put his normal clothes on as he was told to wait in his room until the door was knocked. He was listening to some music as a way to be mentally prepared as he always does before his matches on top of doing some colouring. Suddenly, he hears the knock on the door as he gets up and opens it to see Fizz and some of his kids at the door.

Roderick Raab: “Daddy.”

Konrad was in shock to see Roderick, Hazel, Krista and Ambros coming to hug towards him as it was then on, he wasn't going to spend his birthday alone and certainly wasn't going to be alone for them to watch the match with them in the audience tomorrow. It was a nice surprise as Jerry pops his head through the door and Konrad goes to Jerry and whispers in his ear.

Konrad Raab: “You son of a bitch.”

Jerry Flack: “I had this all planned on Wednesday actually. I made sure Fizz didn't tell you.”

Fizz Raab: “Aww, is my teddy bear shocked?”

Konrad Raab: “Yes.”

Fizz Raab: “If you don't mind Jerry, I want to be alone with Konrad and my kids.”

Jerry nods as Konrad and Fizz kissed each other on the lips as they give each other a hug, knowing that now he can spend his birthday with half of his family as his younger kids weren't able to fly yet and Mattheus was training for Supercross season with Fizz's dad and her brother. They have things planned for Konrad to do as a family.

Fizz Raab: “We have presents and cards for you from our kids and me.”

Everyone gave Konrad gifts as he was overjoyed to be with his family right now, although they can never ever be allowed backstage due to fears of them being attacked, and it's something he didn't want as although he wouldn't get Cassidy Carter out of his mind after the video he did for the match yesterday, he knew why Jerry called off training and talks about the match against Cassidy Carter. He opens all of his cards and presents from his family and Konrad's in tears.

Konrad Raab: “I can't believe I'm spending my birthday with you four. Thank you for the gifts.”

Fizz Raab: “Do you honestly think we'd do that to you on your birthday? We never allow you to celebrate on your own without us around. Happy birthday Konrad.”

Konrad's kids: “Happy birthday daddy.”

Konrad Raab: “Thank you all.”

Hazel Raab: “Today, we're taking you to the Aquarium.”

Konrad's so touched on one of his kids telling him they were taking him to the local aquarium as Fizz placed their bags and things in Konrad's room as they only flew from Los Angeles early hours this morning just to be with Konrad on his special day as Konrad was still in shock from the surprise and Fizz says this.

Fizz Raab: “We got tickets and everything ready as Jerry said, he had this plan lined up for us all to go out for the day together.”

Konrad Raab: “I was worried I was going to be on my own without anybody caring for my birthday.”

Fizz Raab: “Of course we care. You're the most important person of them all.”

Ambros Raab: “I would cry if I weren't with my daddy on his birthday.”

Konrad Raab: “I feel the same as well. Anyway, let's go for a day out in the Aquarium, shall we?”

Everyone got excited, even Konrad to spend the entire day with his family as they were going to see the fishes, although he did want to forget about wrestling today, it was still on his mind with the match he has, and Fizz says this while they leave the hotel room and going in the elevator.

Fizz Raab: “What Ambros said was true, he was very close on crying because he couldn't be with his dad on your birthday. He said to surprise you, and then Jerry said for me to do the same. We'll even buy you a birthday cake.”

Konrad Raab: “Fizz, you know I don't eat surgery things before my matches.”

Fizz Raab: “I know, but it's only for your birthday.”

Konrad Raab: “I suppose it doesn't hurt just for one day.”

They left the hotel with Roderick holding Ambro's hand and Hazel holding Krista's hand as Konrad was happy as anything to go to the aquarium to see the fishes as they reached to the aquarium and Konrad says this to his children.

Konrad Raab: “Don't go too far ahead.”

Ambros Raab: “I will be with you all day.”

Konrad Raab: “You're so cute. I want you to enjoy yourself.”

Ambros Raab: “No, mummy said she wants you to enjoy yourself here.”

Fizz nodded at Konrad to know it's exactly what she said to him and the other kids as the girls were pretty quiet, but it was going to be an enjoyable day out with Fizz, his kids and Konrad enjoying to be in the aquarium. They saw many types of fish, especially the kind of fish Krista spotted as she says this.

Krista Raab: “That looks like the fish from Finding Nemo.”

Roderick Raab: “The other fish looks like the one from finding dory as well.”

Konrad Raab: “They are from those films, but the type of fish Dory is known as Regal blue tangs .”

Hazel Raab: “What about Nemo?”

Konrad Raab: “Clownfish.”

Roderick Raab: “That is not right as Dory was the clown for forgetting things.”

Fizz Raab: “That's what they are in real life, and the Regal Blue Tangs are dangerous fish in real life than Dory is in the film.”

The kids were suddenly distracted by seeing the fish they saw in Finding Nemo and Finding Dory films up close as they had no clue they looked like the fish in person off from the movie. They spend ages looking at them, even with Konrad keeping an eye on them, although Roderick says this.

Roderick Raab: “I want to see the sharks.”

Konrad Raab: “Be patient, we'll see the sharks.”

Hazel Raab: “There are penguins here too.”

Konrad Raab: “Is there?”

Fizz Raab: “Yes, that's why we took you here because we know they are your favourite animals.”

Konrad Raab: “Let me see that map.”

Fizz gives Konrad a map to show what was in the aquarium as it was another reason why Fizz took Konrad to the aquarium because there were penguins here which is what they came for, although Konrad likes any fish, even sharks, but at the same time, he also had to be patient with his kids. There was no rush to get back to the hotel as they still had to buy a birthday cake yet. The kids were still at the fish from the films as Fizz says this after Konrad gives the map back to Fizz.

Fizz Raab: “Come on, let's go and see the shark Roderick wants to see.”

Ambros Raab: “And see penguins for daddy.”

Ambros got hold of Konrad's hand as he sees kids enjoying themselves, although they knew it was apart of Konrad's other present and shows how much his family valued being with him on a special day like this, even if it was a day before his match against Cassidy Carter which again was still on his mind a bit but not too much with his kids distracting him as they looked at other types of fish until Roderick saw a large tank with the shark inside as Fizz took the younger kids away from the shark as they were too young.

Roderick Raab: “Look at those teeth.”

Konrad Raab: “They are very dangerous. If you get close to a shark, they can eat you in one go because their teeth are powerful.”

Roderick Raab: “I expected shark's teeth to be bigger.”

Konrad Raab: “Size doesn't mean everything. Big teeth can be as not effective as small teeth can. Sharks are dangerous animals.”

Roderick Raab: “Like Piranha?”

Konrad nods as he seems like he was enjoying the short quality time with his kids as there was many types of fish Roderick knew as he enjoys fish, especially sharks as it's his favourite type of animal because of the size of the fish and how deadly it is. There are other fishes in there as well. They spend twenty minutes looking at the shark before they leave and meet up with Fizz who looks out for the other kids who were looking at the dolphins that were also here as Konrad saw a sign for Penguins as he goes straight there with Ambros, Roderick, Hazel and Krista following him and there's a lot of people there with the penguins as Konrad looks at them flapping about.

Krista Raab: “They are naughty, stealing fish from the man.”

Ambros Raab: “That is why daddy loves Penguins because they are very naughty.”

Konrad Raab: “Also they make me laugh as I stand here laughing.”

Fizz Raab: “Penguins are cute, but seals and sea lions are cuter.”

Hazel Raab: “I like penguins too, but I love tigers the best.”

It was information that Fizz and Konrad didn't know about Hazel's favourite animals being tigers as they only started to talk a few months ago while Konrad was getting training. Because it was Konrad's birthday, Fizz and the kids patiently allowed Konrad to look at the Penguins for as long as he needed to as it was his day to enjoy. Konrad spends half an hour to see Penguins get up to mischief and he laughs at them on how they walk as well. He then decides to explore other things like even lizards and insects around the aquarium.

They were there looking at the fishes, lizards and insects with Hazel seeing something like a tiger, but it was leopard as even Konrad couldn't believe there were animals here or some as Hazel pointed it out.

Hazel Raab: “I love tigers.”

Konrad Raab: “That's not a tiger, it's a leopard.”

Hazel Raab: “I thought it was as it does look like one.”

Konrad Raab: “Sadly, it's not.”

Hazel Raab: “Leopards are still cute though.”

So it came to Konrad and Fizz that even Hazel was amazed at the leopard as they spent some time looking at it before they left the aquarium at four in the afternoon just to get Konrad's birthday cake as Fizz wanted Konrad to wait outside of the shop with the kids as he sits on the bench with them, despite in the aquarium he did take time to sign autographs and do pictures unexpectedly while enjoying his birthday, even when sitting on the bench.

Roderick Raab: “Do people always ask you for pictures?”

Konrad Raab: “Yes because as a celebrity, you always make sure you aren't horrible to them because it's the only opportunity they'll get to see you. It will happen when you're playing for the Ducks in the future.”

Roderick Raab: “You don't say no?”

Konrad Raab: “Some celebrities do, but I don't ever because I know many fans of wrestling will never get to see me in action, especially when I'm wrestling tomorrow night.”

Ambros Raab: “Daddy working tomorrow?”

Konrad Raab: “Yes, that's why I'm here.”

Every one of his kids gave Konrad a hug, and he kisses each one of them as Fizz came out with a cake in the bag with the kids taking a small peek of it, and when Konrad does, she slaps him on his hand and shakes her head. They head straight to a local place called TGI Fridays for a meal as they get kids menus and normal menus for Konrad and Fizz. Konrad decides, of course, to eat salads as he was a vegetarian and also makes sure he eats healthy foods, even if he was having cake later and the others were having either chicken nuggets and chips, hamburger and chips and Fizz was having ribs.

Fizz Raab: “Still thinking about Cassidy?”

Konrad Raab: “A bit yeah because you know me, being focused to defeat the disrespectful lady who treats the TV title like rubbish.”

Fizz nodded, although they just received their drinks and embarrassingly, Ambros says this to Fizz and Konrad.

Ambros Raab: “Daddy should not talk about his work. It is your birthday today. Think of nice things.”

Roderick Raab: “I agree.”

Fizz Raab: “I was only asking daddy a question, but you kids are indeed right, daddy shouldn't be thinking about work, even if he's working tomorrow. Let's enjoy our meal for the day, and we'll eat daddy's birthday cake.”

Even Krista and Hazel shook their heads about Konrad shouldn't think about wrestling at all as they wanted it to be a nice day without saying bad things today as Konrad couldn't really help it, although he sees the kids point about his birthday being all nice and sweet. Krista says this.

Krista Raab: “If I said I wanted to be a TV presenter, would you and mummy get mad at me?”

Konrad Raab: “Of course not, if that's what you wanted to do, we'd be proud and happy for you. Look at your eldest brothers; they want to be sports stars and look at them rising up the ranks.”

Fizz Raab: “We want you all to have your dreams of doing something eventually because there's no such thing as you kids not being able to do your dream jobs. I always wanted to be a wrestler, and I got there, daddy wanted to be a TV presenter, he got there.”

Konrad Raab: “Mummy's right, never allow anybody to say you can't do it. Nobody thought I'd be a wrestler after leaving the TV business behind me.”

Ambros Raab: “I want to do what Mattheus does.”

Konrad Raab: “Really?”

Ambros Raab: “Yeah, I think it is so cool he gets to ride on machines to race on.”

Konrad Raab: “When we get home, maybe we talk to your grandad and your uncle, and they'll sort something out for you.”

Fizz Raab: “What do you want to do Hazel?”

Hazel Raab: “I'm not sure yet.”

It was a good day for the family as they were spending quality time together as it was deserved on a special day like Konrad's birthday and they loved surprising him and they enjoyed eating their meals of what they wanted to eat before Fizz pays the man for a tip, although the man wanted Konrad's autograph as he accepts and signs it before they leave the restaurant and head off back to the hotel.

Fizz told Konrad to go in the bathroom so she could lit the birthday cake up as she turns the lights off and then tells Konrad to come out and Fizz and the kids sing a song to Konrad with a cake shaped like a football the type of football Konrad plays in his spare time.

Fizz and the kids: “Happy Birthday to You
Happy Birthday to You
Happy Birthday dear Daddy (Konrad from Fizz)
Happy Birthday to You.”

Kids were cheering, and before Konrad blows out the candles, Roderick says this.

Roderick Raab: “Make a birthday wish first daddy.”

Konrad Raab: “I know what I wish for.”

Konrad closed his eyes and blows the candles out with a cheer from everyone as Fizz got the plates ready for everyone, including Konrad to each have a birthday cake as the kids ate with their fingers as Fizz gets some toilet tissue from the bathroom for the kids to wipe up themselves as Konrad was smiling and in tears and he says this.

Konrad Raab: “This is the best birthday of my life to be surrounded by all of you here, even if the youngest kids and Mattheus couldn't be here, I enjoyed being here with all of you on this special day.”

Fizz Raab: “You're more than welcome. We wanted to make it special for you.”

There was a knock on the door and Fizz goes to answer it with Jerry allowing himself in and sees a large birthday cake that he was offered a piece of it from Roderick as he says this.

Jerry Flack: “Thank you, Roderick, was it?”

Roderick Raab: “Yes, that's me, and that's my brother Ambros, and those are my sisters of Krista and Hazel.”

Jerry Flack: “It's nice to see you be a father to these wonderful kids.”

Konrad Raab: “They are, and I couldn't thank you enough to spend time on this special day.”

Jerry Flack: “Mind if I'll take care of them for a while?”

Jerry winked at Fizz as she nods since she did want to spend time with Konrad alone for a couple of hours as after they finished the birthday cake, Fizz told their kids to go off with Jerry to his room for a bit as they leave with Jerry to go to his room while Fizz says this.

Fizz Raab: “So I think we should do something together, you know what I mean?”

Konrad Raab: “I don't know what you mean.”

Fizz Raab: “Why did I tell Jerry to have our kids being looked after?”

That was very clear to Konrad that he knew exactly what he was going to get up to as they turned the lights off and stripped their clothes off as they spend two hours making love together, making loud noises with screaming on what they did before they were done two hours later as Fizz places her clothes on, making sure Konrad got the quality time with his wife which he did as she says goodbye to Konrad and kisses him before bringing the kids' bag and her own to the room they were assigned to as Fizz already had a room to herself with the kids and went down the hall to their room to get the kids to sleep and herself. Konrad smiled, knowing he didn't celebrate his birthday alone and also went off to sleep after watching a bit of TV.

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Time to show Cassidy the respect the TV title deserves youtube.com shoot (On camera)

“How I think this is just a game for Cassidy to play to believe she can be champion by stealing a belt. It really shows how much of a child my opponent really is to treat the TV title like a joke she claims to make it. She doesn't seem to have a god damn clue on why I'm craving for the opportunity to be a TV champion. Trust me; I'm willing to have this match as a TV title contention match, seeing how important that belt is to me. Do you know why I want the belt?

Because it's a title where you defend it every single week, something you clearly ignore, testing your abilities to see not just the length, but how well you can consistently be a fighting champion to defend the belt on every show and let's face it in my case, on every single PPV. It's a belt that's very different from the other ones that you chose to disrespect, steal and even trying to sell because you think you're above the belt and doesn't mean a damn thing to anyone.

I don't get it for a lady like yourself who's so talented in the ring as a performer to stealing and trying to sell a belt from SCW if you're skills are capable of winning gold? Why would you take the piss to destroy the prestige the TV title has from many top wrestlers like Autumn Valentine, Ravyn Taylor, Amy Chastaine, AJ Helms, Kennedy Street who all made their careers better by defending the belt consistently, but you don't care about that. You take the piss out of this business, and the TV belt you hate so much along with trying to sell it.

Is it because you're unable to be a consistent champion? I bet that's the case because the TV title is the most difficult one to keep you, stupid woman. I care about the title, unlike Josh Hudson who for some reason wasn't bothered to chase after you because after all, you've proven even to disrespect your husband who held the title. It's disgusting, and I can't wait to get my hands on you for kicking me downstairs and what you said. The truth is, I don't care for the things you say because unlike you, I respect the wrestling business and I rather work my ass up the top than stealing belts to act like you're a champion. We know you aren't.

When it's all said and done, we know who will be winning this match, and it isn't coming from somebody who doesn't give a damn about wrestling, well when you aren't wrestling with your skills as I said, you are a threat and you have defeated many people and could be in line for the SCW World title, but I will be the TV champion because unlike you and many others, I improved a lot psychically and mentally for matches because I rather be known as a wrestler who does his stuff in the ring than mocking this sport to steal belts and taking the piss out of people's families.

I respect your skills in the ring, but your actions outside of wrestling matches and your mouth are the farthest thing from it and on Sunday night here in Salt Lake City Utah, I will be walking away as the winner because I'm more confident than ever to stand up against your garbage and freeze your mouth with ice cubes in your mouth because I'm focused on doing the one thing the SCW locker room wants me to do, pin you for the three count as I know Rachel Foxx is ashamed of your actions. Prepared to be Iceinated by The Iceman with my hand raised in the ring and then earning my shot for the TV title contention match before going for and winning the TV belt.”