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Ice Ice Baby - Scully - 01-16-2016
Sunday 3rd of January, 2016
It's dark, quiet, the tree's are blowing and the wind is howling. The car park isn't too packed, there is hardly a car or a person in sight. It is 2 in the morning, after all. A lady in a white gown and a black coat, who must be a patient is stood outside, smoking a cigarette, staring at the stars. There are three ambulances sat in parking bays outside, the hospital. We move through the double, automatic doors which only open with the push of a buzzer and a response from a employee, who speaks through the intercom.
We enter a long corridor, again no one is around as we turn a corner, past some vendoo machines. A porter rushes past with a man on a stretcher, shouting in pain. We continue down another coridor, the footsteps get faster. Here we are at the doors of an elevator, the button is pressed as the doors open. A nurse exits the lift as we get in, ''Number 2' is the designated location. *Ping*... The doors of the lift open and we come to the entrance of the 'Delivery suite'. Once again, the use of the intercom is needed. Hey presto, we're in. We stop in front of a couple of midwives and request the name of the person we need. They point to the room as we gives our thanks and rush past. Here we are, 'Room 5'. Deep breaths.... Are we ready? The handle is pulled down and the fun begins.....
Scully walks into the room and is greated by an ever so tired, Natalie who's huffing and puffing whilst groaning in pain. She is led down on her back, her legs sprawled open and a sheet covering her. The midwife gives Scully a look of disapproval as she gets equipment ready. Natalie takes a minute to give Scully evils.
"About time. Where you been?"*Blows*
"Erm... I got stuck in traffic."
"Traffic? At this time'? Don't lie to me!"*Huffs*
"I'm not lieing."
Natalie didn't have to say anything as she took in a gasp of the gas and air. Scully couldn't lie for shit, he was the worst liar ever. His cheeks were rosy and his words were a little slurred. He gave it away just by the sorry look on his face. Natalie smiles at Scully.
"Come here"
Scully smirks and thinks he's got away with it. He walks closer to Natalie and she gestures for him to move his face towards her. She suddenly grabs his crotch. Scully yells in pain as the midwife tries not to laugh. Scully looks takes a quick look at the midwives name, Jane. Natalie let's go as Scully holds his manhood as a tear runs down his face. Natalie breathes on some more gas and air.
"What was that for?"
"You're drunk! I've been at this hospital for 2 hours."
"I apologise, okay...I had no signal inside, I was at the pub."
"Well... like I can't tell... You stink of alcohol, you bastard!"*Groans*
"Maybe I deserved that but I'm here now!"
Natalie's moans and groans get louder as she inhails some more gas and air. The gas and air also made her words a little slurred, as dribble comes off the mouthpiece.
"I think I need to push."
"Okay Natalie, deep breaths and push"
"Not already?!"
Natalie begins to strain as she begins to push. She then takes some deep breaths. Jane makes sure she has everything in hand, towels etc..
"Well done Natalie."
"What about me? Where's my praise?!"
Jane shakes her head in disgust. Natalie begins to push again. Jane presses the button for some extra help. The midwife encourages Natalie to keep going, Scully however just stares.
"Keep going Natalie, you're doing good."
Natalie takes another breath then goes for it again.
"I can see the babies head. Keep going, darling."
"Really?"
Another Midwife enters the room as she makes sure everythings in hand. Scully stays at the top end and does the first decent thing, holds Natalie's hand. Jane looks suprised.
"Come on gorgeous.. You can do this."
"Come and have a look.. The heads coming."
Scully gulps, he was never good at this kind of thing. I mean, having your head cut open in a wrestling match, is alot different to watching a baby pop out of your Mrs vagina. Natalie continues to push, Scully has the urge to see it. The alcoholic beverages had given him the Dutch courage needed for his brain to absorb the blood or did it?
Scully takes a deep breath and let's go off Natalie's hand. Well he tries, she squeezes it real tight as he closes his eyes in pain. Scully forces Natalie's grip away and makes his way to the bottom of the bed.. Just in time. Scully is in shock as one last push, delivers the baby. Jane takes the little baby boy covered in a tiny amount of blood and vernix, inside a towel. Skull is still a little dazed, Natalie is exhausted. The other midwife takes the placenta away before holding the umbilical cord with the Averbach cord clamper and Hazeltine cord clamp as Jane holds the baby.
"Dad, do you want to cut the cord?"
Scully just stares into space as a tear runs down his cheek.
"Hello!"
Scully just nods as he passed the umbilical scissors. He cuts the cord and the baby cries. The midwives do the necessary checks, clean the baby, put a nappy on him and weigh him. Skull looks at Natalie as they exchange a proud smile. The baby is then put on Natalie for some skin to skin with his mother. Natalie smiles at him and Scully walks over to look at his baby boy.
"Congratulations... He's beautiful."
"Well... He is my son."
"Aston Declan Scully, nice to meet you, little man."
"He weighs 6 pound 5 ounces."
The other midwife tidies up, smiling at Skull and Natalie. Jane puts information on the computer. After a good few minutes of holding her son, Natalie asks a question to the midwife.
"Can daddy hold him?"
"Yeah sure."
"Hang on.. My T-shirt will get ruined!"
"You really gonna say no to holding your own son? Then again you are drunk! Maybe, it'll be best if you didn't hold him."
"I'm fine. I was just wetting the babies head."*Hiccup*
"You're supposed to that after the baby is born and I thought you wasn't
anymore!""The tablets I'm on are working, thank you."*Hiccup*
Natalie laughs a little, she was just winding Scully up. He shrugs as Natalie kisses Aston and passes him to his dad. Scully smiles at his boy who he holds tightly in his arms. Nat looks over, she is so pleased. Jane comes back to Natalie to check her over. Natalie had a couple of tears and Jane stitches her up. Skull gazes in his sons eyes and kisses his forehead. Skull and Natalie then share a passionate snog.
The other midwife, who's name isn't important, returns to see if Natalie wants a bite to eat and if they both want a hot beverage.
"Can I just have some toast and a coffee please? One sweetener and milk?"
"Certainly. Did you want margarine, jam or something with your toast?
"Yes to both. Thank you."
The midwife then looks at Scully.
"Don't you have Captain Morgan spiced or a double JD?"
"No we don't, sir.
"I would ask for tea but here in America, it isn't the same as an good old English brew....
"You're embarrassing me!"
Okay, calm down, I was just joking..."
"Jokes are normally funny!"
"Can I have a coffee please, two sugars, white? Thanks"
"Certainly."
Scully walks over to Natalie as they both admire their little boy. Welcome to the world, Aston Declan Scully.
"Welcome to Scullycam. It's been sometime since I was in the ring and making matches good. Whether I won or lost, I always did my bit for the match. Whether I was a
or not, I still entertained. I consider myself the most underated superstar in the XWF but that's how I like it. I am the first to admit that my XWF career hasn't been the greatest as my opponent so kindly pointed out. I haven't reached my full potential, at one stage I lost to Ghost Wank for God's sake but I've never given up. I am a man, as a man I take responsibility for my actions whether they are good or bad, whether I win or lose.
On Warfare Scully will be in his first match, for a few months. The last time I was involved in a match, the team I was on, won at Wargames. In fact, this was my second Wargames pay-per-view since I got here and I've been on the winning team twice. My opponent questions my involvement in the match at Wargames? I was just there apparently. Watch this..."
| Wargames Replay Frodo leaps off the turnbuckles and blasts the yelling Austin with a lolnope (flying superman punch), but then runs into Scully, who whips him into the cage! Frodo's body spasms as God-knows-how-many volts of electricity are pumped through his body, before collapsing. Roman finally makes it back into the ring after his untimely exit. He goes to work on the still recovering Lancelot Smith before getting pulled off by Justice Drake. The two men double team Roman, forcing him into the corner. Elisha and Scully are battling. Trax helps Fernando back to his feet and the two stare down Eli, who shrugs. Frodo's struggling to get back to his feet. Bobby Heenan: Sitre update: still hot as fuck. Jim Ross: Get your eyes back on the action. Bobby Heenan: That's exactly where they are, Ross. Austin turns around and walks to Frodo, pulling the dwarf up, before putting him right back onto his knees with two vicious kicks. He delivers a third kick, this time to Frodo's chest, then another to the same spot. He takes a couple of steps back, before charging forward with a huge kick to the jaw that snaps Frodo's head back. The Fatal Finale! He snarls, before dropping to one knee and delivering a huge series of punches to Frodo's face. After he's finished, he whips his head back and moans in euphoria before pushing himself to his feet and looking at Eli, who's winning his battle with Trax. He mouths "too easy" before taking off and performing a vicious football (soccer) tackle that takes Eli off his feet! Meanwhile, Scully lifts Elisha up and drops him throat first onto the ropes. Elisha clutches his throat and falls to the mat. The fans all start turning their heads and looking at somebody... Bobby Heenan: Wait a minute! Pest! It's Pest! Jim Ross: What the hell does that sick bastard want? The Pest walks to the cage where Scully is fighting. He smiles proudly at the , before pulling something out from his jacket. It's a Compact Crossbow. He pulls out a wooden bolt, and places it in the bow, and pulls it back. Before he can fire, the Pest sets it ablaze, and takes aim. He releases the shot, and it hits the cage. The Pest then loads a steel bolt into the bow, before pulling back, and taking aim once more. He releases, and the bolt flies into the leg of Scully.Bobby Heenan: Bulls eye! Pest: Michael, my sweet Michael. That was from my son. I hope you understand. Pest turns around and leaves as calmly as he had arrived. |
"Now does that look like I did jack shit at Wargames? I'm not one for making excuses, it's plain to see that I was cruising until Pest interfered. I was cruising and i had mental health issues, I dont have those issues any more, nah.. So imagine what I can do now?! I'll deal with Pest another time, I don't forget things. I'm not one for just accepting someone raining on my parade.
If my opponent, the newbie has been paying attention the whole time like he makes out, he would have seen a few things. Those things being when that little turd, Frodo tried to give me grief, he ended up shitting himself in my locker room which was full of Papa John boxes. Did he do anything in revenge? No!
I challenged Pest to an Inferno match and never got a definite answer. During that time, before Pest even responded, Ghost Wank opened his mouth only to be owned by me, he ran away. I still offered him out but he wasn't man enough, I'm still gonna slap that bitches face even if he has now cowardly retired. Pastor Wright tried the same, where is he now? Last we seen him, he was unconscious and got tattooed with numbers '666.' Vanessa Gibson, shoved a Dildo up her vagina after I owned her. Tush did a 360 in his wheelchair and jizzed on black Tush, after he got all excited over being verbally abused by me. The fact is... I back my shit up!
My opponent thinks his presence is going to change the whole complex of the Xtreme Wrestling Federation, the whole XWF is going to be full of Carnage? What I've seen so far is more like, Garbage. Carnage is Garbage.
I mean come on, talk about brown nosing, the first thing this guy does is go looking for Tyrone Gibson. He wanted to tell him that he wanted a bumming session aswell as being the guy to save this company from boredom?! Somehow I don't think some painted up, laughing hiena is going to do just that. No way. You see he may be a little odd, unpredictable and a bit crazy but that's cool, I didn't want an easy victory. Nah.... I like to be tested hence why I wouldn't just face any Tom, Dick or Harry. My open challenge, only one guy was stupid enough to accept, Carnage!
Carnage makes his debut on Warfare against Scully in a rooftop match or something. It doesn't matter if we face each other on top of a roof, in a hot air balloon, in a giant shoe, the outcome is the same.. With The Scull Meister walking out victorious..
I don't underestimate Carnage, in fact I am at a disadvantage. He knows I can wrestle, he knows about me being the XWF'S Resident
and he knows about Black Hand. All I know is that he is new, got a mouth full of shit and well. .. I know nothing about him. Why? Because he is a nobody. I don't even know if he's really a man.Hold up that would be lieing, wouldn't it? I do know some things about him. I mean he already told us his life story to try and make us feel sorry for him. He grew up in an orphanage cuz he was so ugly and
, his parents didn't want him. Shame. He had to pick a pocket or two. Maybe his parents were crack addicts and they were given the opportunity, give up crack or you're Hermaphrodite child? Crack was obviously more important to them, explains why he's off his rocker?! He made out he knew about me. He seems to know alot about Trax too, a little too much. It was like he has a thing for him, how much he went on about him?! Maybe he fancies him? Fancies a bum? Who knows! What I do know is holding the embarrassing title known as the
Championship isn't my biggest achievement. Being in an Xtreme Championship match with Trax and Morbid isn't either, although both have a lot of credit here. But winning the tag titles by beating Gator and Justin Sane is prob one of my most happy memories.Carnage spoke about my defenseless baby cuz he is that much of a man? Leave the kid alone. When Aston is two, I might get him to slap the make up off your face, if your still around, which is highly unlikely. You're the type of bitch who last two months around here. Did you really say the milk man's? Pffft... This ain't the 90s. Who has a milk man nowadays? Do they even exist any more? Jeez. If you said the Postman, it might of been more believable.
Did you say that you're going to tear me bit by bit? See our guest referee run? Run? To tell the rest of the roster? Really? Just really! Somehow I can't see Lucas wasting his time doing that. He might run to get some help for your crippled, Tush like body after I've destroyed you? Or run to get an ambulance for you?! But that's about it!
How can you bring a company to its knee's? Does this company have a body?! How original are you? You're going to leave a MARK in this company? How many people have said that before! How many times did you mention Mark? Mark who? Fowler? Ronson?! The only MARK you're going to be leaving is a skid MARK after you've shat yourself!
You're here? I can fucking tell, you
. Yeah I said it, the ex resident , just past the name on to you. With compliments. I can see you, I can smell you and I can just about keep my eyes open after watching that wank you call a promo!I have a special treat for you, if you will. The first lesson you're going to learn here in the XWF is that...
You're about to get Sculled!"