[Calvin Harris]

 OOC: Truth be told. I had another scene planned, but our schedules at work got changed back. I don't get off now when I close until 4 in the morning, so I couldn't even wait till later to do the last scene. Still think it's solid and should get the job done. Hope ya enjoy!



ACT I: The Truth About Crybabies

Per usual it was dark and gloomy outside in Seattle. Though for the Harris family, it wasn’t something they weren’t used to. Calvin found himself sitting on the couch with his phone in hand. Alessandra was sitting on the other end looking at the television which happened to be playing one of her and Vanellope’s favorite animes. Sure enough the three year old Vanellope was front and center on the living room floor. All was seemingly in order. Nice and quiet aside from the volume of the television. Though it seemed the newest addition to the fire. Near two year old Oliver Wade had other plans for them all. Waking up from his nap in his swing. The loudest cry began to pour from his lips. It was almost impressive the set of lungs this kid had on him at such a young age. Before either Calvin or Alessandra could even get up. Vanellope looked over her shoulder with such an annoyed glare in her eyes.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: Crybaby is awake! Gahhh!

She stood up a folding her tiny arms across her chest. That expression didn’t change on her face even in the least bit. Calvin went to get up, but Alessandra beat him to the punch. Picking the tiny human up out of his swing. His screaming and crying didn’t let up, she looked back at her husband.

ALESSANDRA HARRIS: I’m going to feed him, real quick. I’ll be back.

CALVIN HARRIS: Alright love.

Nodding his head a little bit. Alessandra turned herself back around carrying the near two week old child up the steps for his feeding. Vanellope glared in her direction as the baby disappeared with his mother up the steps. Letting out a deep sigh from her lips.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: Finally!

Without another word to be said. She unfolded her arms and sat herself back down on the floor where she was sitting. Her attention shifting right back up to the television. Although at this point Calvin had other ideas. He reached over and grabbed the remote. Quickly tapping the power button causing the television to go black. Quickly VP turned herself around looking at him.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: Hey! I’m watching that!

CALVIN HARRIS: And you can go back to watching it in a moment. I think it’s time we had a talk.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: No, turn it back on!

CALVIN HARRIS: Vanellope Pluto!

Just the slight raise in her voice caused the three year old’s eyes to droop down and her head to lower. He was never one to really have to discipline her. For the most part she was a great child. Respectful, smart, and loving. Though here lately she had been displaying an attitude he nor Alessandra was used. It happened about the second day into Oliver being home. Looking over at her.

CALVIN HARRIS: Come here for a moment please.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: Yes daddy.

VP pushed herself up to her feet and took a couple of steps over to where he sat on the couch. Picking her up off the floor, he placed her in the sitting position on his knee. Her head still lowered a little bit. Almost like she didn’t want to make eye contact with him. Using his finger though to tilt her head up, he made her look right at him.

CALVIN HARRIS: I am starting to catch on to a few things here lately. I’m starting to think that you’re not liking being a big sister.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: No, I don’t.

CALVIN HARRIS: Well, I thank you for at least being honest with me. Can I at least ask why? Oliver is going to be a big part of everyone’s life for the rest of our existence. Maybe there’s something I can do to help make being a big sister fun again.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: Make him stop crying!

She stated rather boldly. At this point Calvin had already established that was the root of the issue. She had never been in a position where she was around a baby that cried. Her patience wasn’t very high for being a three year old. In a way he could see why that would annoy her, but at the same time it was something she was going to have to deal with even if she didn’t know it or understand it.

CALVIN HARRIS: I hate to be the bearer of bad news here sugar. I however cannot make Oliver stop crying. In fact right now it wouldn’t be a good thing if Oliver stopped crying.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: Yes it would! It’d be quiet again.

CALVIN HARRIS: Well, I’ll give that to you. It would be less noisy around here, but right now Oliver crying is his only source of communication with us. When Oliver cries he’s telling us something. He’s telling us he’s tired. He’s telling us he needs changed. He’s telling us he’s hungry. All of those things are important. We have to know that to be able to properly take care of him.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: Teach him to talk.

CALVIN HARRIS: Sadly, it isn’t that easy. Babies don’t learn to talk until they're about a year old and even then it’s only a few words. They don’t really start talking until they’re about your age.

Calvin watched as Vanellope’s face scrunched up in confusion trying to wrap her tiny little mind around the facts that he was hitting her with. Course her brain just wasn’t wired the way an adult’s brain was wired. Kind of hard for her to rationalize everything.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: So he’s going to cry forever?!

CALVIN HARRIS: No, no. Of course not. Right now he’s a baby. As he gets older, as he’s able to take care of himself more. So on and so forth. He won’t cry as much, least not unless he gets hurt or something like that. He’ll cry for the same reasons you cry as a big girl.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: We need to make it hurry up.

CALVIN HARRIS: I can see why you feel the way, but everything takes time. While with time Oliver is going to grow out of his crying. I’ll admit that it isn’t always a guarantee that someone will ever grow out of that crybaby stage. I deal with crybabies every day I go to work.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: You do?

CALVIN HARRIS: Yep, far more than I would like to deal with them. Matter of fact I have to deal with one on Sunday.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: Ewww! No fun.

She shook her head a little bit from side to side. The fact that she was annoyed by the fact that her little brother did nothing but cry as far as she was concerned. Hearing someone else cry just didn’t seem like it was going to be her cup of tea.

CALVIN HARRIS: Course, it isn’t fun to listen to someone my age or older crying about anything and everything. Then again I guess daddy complain too much. I’m kind of the reason that these people are crybabies.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: You being mean?

CALVIN HARRIS: I wouldn’t exactly say that I am being mean, but instead I am being truthful. As you grow up, you’re going to find out that people don’t like to hear the truth. You’re going to find out that the truth hurts people’s feelings. You’re going to find out that the truth is going to make people cry.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: Why though?

CALVIN HARRIS: Wish had a legitimate answer for why. Only way I can describe is people don’t have very thick skin. When Daddy told a man by the name of Dmitri that he couldn’t beat him and he wouldn’t become the SCW Heavyweight Champion. He went whining and crying about it. He cried about how I didn’t respect him. Legitimate tears flowed from a grown man’s face. More tears flowed when I proved to be right and defeated him for the title. He just couldn’t handle it and showed what a crybaby he could be. And then on Sunday, I’m dealing with the same thing when it comes to some fake mobster.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: Mobster?

CALVIN HARRIS: Eh, it isn’t important. He just thinks that because he has a family that is from an Italian background that he’s meant to be the biggest and baddest person walking planet earth, but the moment I let it be known. I don’t respect him. The moment that I laugh in his face when he tries to carry himself to be this badass. The moment I tell him he’s not on my level. James Tuscini is going to show what a crybaby he is. He will cry and cry and cry so more. He’ll cry to anyone that will listen. He’ll cry to the fans. He’ll cry to the owners. He’ll even cry to the janitor’s that clean up after the shows. All because his skin is just as thin as his best friend’s.

He was shaking his head from side to side. As much as VP was annoyed with her little brother’s crying. Calvin was finding himself letting it all out just how annoyed he was with full grown men crying in the professional wrestling business. One of the most annoying things he had ever had to deal with in his adult life.

CALVIN HARRIS: Only for more crying to come from James when I get in the ring with him. Granted, I guess in that light. The crying is going to be well deserved. I’m going to punch him as hard as I can. I’m going to kick his teeth down his throat. There’s going to be a few times he gets tossed into the barricade or slammed on the unforgiving floor. Heck, daddy might even get a chair and take his head off. Tears are going to be streaming down his face like a teenage girl that just got broken up with for the very first time and she thinks her life is over. Then of course there’s all the crying that’s going to come from when I defeat him.

VANELLOPE PLUTO: ... Dad.

CALVIN HARRIS: ... Yes VP?

VANELLOPE PLUTO: I’m bored...

It had just dawned on him at that very moment. He had been ranting and raving that entire time to a three year old that didn’t exactly understanding everything that was coming out of his mouth. At the same exact time she likely didn’t care. Letting a small chuckle fall from his lips. He put VP off his lap and back down on the floor.

CALVIN HARRIS: Sorry, Dad likes to rant from time to time. The point is Oliver is going to grow out of being a crybaby. It’ll take sometime, but at least he’ll never grow up to be the bunch of crybabies I have to deal with.

Grabbing the remote and turning the television back on. VP like clockwork turned herself back around to go back to her favorite anime show. That being said Calvin pushed himself up off the couch and began to walk towards the steps to check in on Alessandra and the baby. Truth be told he was going to have to learn to not let his professional life interfere with his personal life. For the most part it was something he could handle but there were some times it was just too heard to. Case and point when dealing with James Tuscini and Dmitiri. Although the bright side to it all is in a few weeks neither one of them were going to be factors in his professional life anymore.

ACT II: An Offer You Can’t Refuse.

The scene found itself fading in at that exact moment and in doing so the camera found their focus on a giant screen. Wasn’t the exact size of a movie screen, but was definitely one that would fit for a home theatre. What might have been more interesting and more of a focal point of those cameras was the fact that the instant classic that was known as The Godfather was playing on this large screen. All of the sudden due to the surround sound in the room. These famous words could be heard.

“I’ll make him an offer, he can’t refuse.”

That quote alone was one of the most iconic quotes to the entire movie. Now the moment those words could be heard. It turned out to be a cue of some kind for the cameras quickly within the blink of an eye switched directions. They went from focusing on the large screen to focusing themselves on the SCW Heavyweight Champion, Calvin Harris. He sat there with a big bag of popcorn in his mouth. Tossing handfuls towards his mouth. Though with the cameras now on him. He flipped the bag of popcorn out of his hand and leaned up in the chair he was sitting in. Those dangerous eyes of his settling in on the cameras.

CALVIN HARRIS: James Tuscini, it is your lucky day...

Pausing just for a brief moment as his smirk spread across his lips.

CALVIN HARRIS: It is your lucky day, because I myself am about to make YOU an offer that you cannot refuse. I am about to make you an offer that’s going to change the course of your entire career. You see at this point I am sure that you are more than aware that the powers that be have made the decision that the two of us are going to be in the main event of Climax Control. They’ve made a decision in which they felt it was best to pit the two of us against each other.

Calvin sat there shaking his head from side to side. It was obvious that with the facial expression given on his face that he wasn’t too pleased with the decision that had been made.

CALVIN HARRIS: Personally, if the decision was up to me. If I was the one running the company, a goofy fuck like you wouldn’t be anyone near the main event. Nor would a goofy fuck like you have ever been put in a position to where you’re holding a championship. I don’t even know if I would have allowed you to be in the opener of any match. Matter of fact if I was in charge of Sin City Wrestling, James. You wouldn’t even have a job here. But luckily for you, I am not the one in charge and you have been put in this position. Granted, it isn’t one that you deserve. You are truly not on my level. You truly do not belong in the ring with the Heavyweight Champion, but none the less that’s what has been decided on. Not much I can do... or is there?

Lifting his eyebrow a little bit in a questioning manner at that moment. It was enough to let it be known that whatever was in that head of his. He had come up with something. Chances are it wouldn’t be something anyone would like. Then again when it came to the Martyr. He was never aiming to be one that pleased the people.

CALVIN HARRIS: That’s where the offer that I am about to make you in which you can’t refuse comes in. And that offer is simply this. I am allowing you one free pass to be a coward. What that means is, one of the biggest things I hate in this business our cowards. I hate when a man runs his mouth about how he’s going to do this and how he’s going to do that. Then when match time comes. He’s nowhere to be seen. I hate when a man claims to be the best wrestler in the world, but when it comes down to proving it. He doesn’t show up. Simply put I hate when a man turns into a coward and runs away, but in this situation. I am going to allow it. I am going to allow you not to show up for our match. I won’t track you down and make you pay for it. I won’t drag your name for weeks to months to even years later about you being a coward. You simply don’t show up and that’ll be the end of it all.

Those remarks were the type of remarks that would stick out like a sore thumb. For no other reason than they were remarks that were going to have quite a few people confused. One of those people would be James himself.

CALVIN HARRIS: Now don’t get me wrong. I am sure what I am saying is going to be a little confusing. Cause let’s be honest shall we James? You’re not exactly the brightest bulb in the box. You’re going to be asking yourself exactly would not showing up for a match you’re in be an offer you can’t refuse? Well that my friend is the simple part. You see if you take me up on this offer and don’t show up. Then you’re avoiding a tragedy. More importantly than that James, you’re saving yourself from having your career ended right before your very eyes. See, if you don’t show up. That means I can’t punch you in the face over and over again until it becomes mangled which leaves you unrecognizable. If you don’t show up for this match, then that doesn’t put me in a position to be unprofessional and drive you straight down on your neck as hard as I can. If I can’t do something like that then it avoids me being able to make sure that you are a vegetable the rest of your life. It avoids you having to eat through a feeding tube and it avoids you being in a wheelchair for the rest of your sad pathetic life.

Calvin’s eyes began to tell on him. There was pure hatred shining through those big brown eyes. Those eyes were telling the entire world that he believed everything that he was letting come out of his mouth at that very moment. He was obviously a man that was out to do damage. He was obviously a man that was out to hurt James Tuscini. Taking that brief moment to pause, almost like he was trying to allow it to sink in to everyone with exactly what he was saying.

CALVIN HARRIS: See, you need to really step back and look at things from a whole. There are more perks for you to tuck your legs between your legs and run away, than there are perks to actually show up for the match. Being a coward means you get to wrestle again one day. Being a coward means your reign as the Internet Champion gets to continue on. But at the same time James, I’m not an idiot. I am sure that by this point you’ve had a couple different conversations with Dmitri. I’m sure at this point that he’s pumped your head full of lies and I’m sure he’s fed your ego a little bit. Bet, he’s told you how you’re just as good as me, if not better than me. I am sure that he’s told you that deep down you can find a way to defeat me. Hell, I’m even willing to bet that Dmitri has given you a few pointers on how to beat me and things he’s pegged as weaknesses for me. To all of which James, you are foolishly buying into every last word. When in reality your friend is setting you up for failure.

Letting his eyes zeroed a little bit on those cameras when he spoke. That tone of voice he was using was enough to make the hair stand up on the back of people’s hair. Calvin was now making himself like a sinister man on a mission.

CALVIN HARRIS: Trust me when I tell you James. You don’t want to be taking advice from a man that’s never defeated me in the middle of the ring. The two times he tried were two times that he failed. More importantly the last time he tried. I walked out with the Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Championship. So, how can a man that’s never defeated me give advice to someone on how to beat me? That’s like LaVar Ball telling someone how to win an NBA Championship when in reality LaVar has never played for the NBA. Let alone be anywhere near the NBA Championship. It’s the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard of. Which in the long run, it sounds like Dmitri is setting you up more than helping you out. And maybe he is, just for the sake of putting himself in a better position down the road.

Calvin proceeded to shrug his shoulders at that particular moment in a very nonchalant manner. By no means would it be surprising that the Martyr didn’t care one way or the other about the situation going on.

CALVIN HARRIS: Truth be told James, at the end of the day the choice is yours and yours alone to make. You’ve got the free pass to be the coward which is going to save you from the worst beating you’ve ever experienced in your life. It’ll save you from early retirement. Or in the end you can choose to show up and deal with what comes your way. For, I won’t hold back. I won’t show any mercy. Everything I had said will end up being the truth. Then to top it all off. When you’re laying in the middle of that ring. Unable to feel anything from the neck down. When you’ve got blood pouring from your eyes, mouth, and nose. When that look of sheer desperation is displayed. I’ll stand right on over you. Spit on you and show you from the gate there has never been any respect between us. You could die in a car crash on the way to show and I wouldn’t bat a fucking eye.. In the end though as I said James, the choice is yours.

Taking another moment to pause. Calvin could already hear in his head, the thousands upon thousands of fans that were going to be booing him come Climax Control. The hate that they had for him was going to shine through. More so than usual, if it was by his hands that the career of James Tuscini came to an end.

CALVIN HARRIS: However the one thing you need to remember going into this match is this. My name is Calvin Harris. I am YOURS and EVERYONE ELSE’S Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Champion. And that makes me BETTER than you!

As it turned out those were going to be the final words that were going to be coming out of his mouth. Seemingly there was nothing else that needed to be said on his end. His words along painted a picture for what the main event of Climax Control was looking to turn into. It might not have been liked, but at the same time it was a very real possibility. In that being said the view of the cameras switched to show a very brief part of that iconic movie. Although, it was just as quick as the cameras turned themselves around that they found themselves fading to black. Leaving every single Sin City Wrestling fan to wait and see on what was really going to happen when Harris and Tuscini.