A/N: Wow! I couldn't feel anymore better about myself after reading your reviews. It makes this fan happy to have something in her email to read. This is only going to get better I promise. So please continue to read this and I hope you enjoy it as much as me. Enjoy Chapter Three!
Breaking Kayfabe: Chapter Three
Learning The Ropes
"See you don't always need your Boyfriend to come and save you, and I thought that you could use a little acquaintance on the other side."
"I don't doubt your superior knowledge at creating the perfect storyline, but I think he could have gone without the milk spilt" Even the next day at the SmackDown recording Cyril continued to feel conscious with the segment that happened last night.
"Why not? Besides that was all you, I don't even think Ricardo knew he was going to have milk spilt on him. See it's stuff like that that really sets it all and that casual rag hand out had the fans really excited for you. Though for you right now you need to speak to your boyfriend, you left so early after RAW I never arranged a meeting; you just don't kiss and run."
"Cinderella did the exact same thing, and she ended up my father took me by the elbow to berate me on my first day of my job as we took to the local pub. Don't worry I got to speak to my 'boyfriend' while my father berated the both of us."
Cyril's foot raised onto another metal chair as she watched Stephanie pace in front of her. Thumbs twirling erratically she tried her best to remember last night. It's her father's fault that her wallet reached the sallow end, but she was happy to do it. Her father was an embarrassing drunk, but always respectable. Slurring his words, they ran together like rivers connecting to the ocean.
"You young little lass did a terrible job presenting ye'self out there, and not to mention your counting was delayed, but I must say as your father that, that Chokeslam was pretty damn impressive. To hell with Kayfabe! My daughter just Chokeslamed the WWE Champion!" Her father had raised his Guinness glass with a not so fluid motion.
Only moments earlier the Heavyweight Champion shared a drink with them and right then and there she had started a first name basis with the Heavyweight Champion.
"Ha! I agree wit cha'!" Stephen hollered as he himself raised his glass to meet her fathers. "Your pa aint that bad Cyril" Stephen said as he pushed against the only sober Irish female of that pub, the only who currently felt as if a hangover was brought to her even when she didn't drink anything.
"The matter of this is that you need to speak more to Sheamus, he is your current boyfriend in the WWE, and from what your father was posting on his own twitter is that he himself believes in this Irish partnership. Now move, Kofi and Alberto have a match your refereeing, go!" Stephanie pushed Cyril's raised shoes and they smacked the ground. Cyril followed orders and slowly made way.
"I don't worry myself when it comes to my father's thousands of twitter followers. Did you see the part when he was irate of my chopped hair? Sure knows how to make his daughter feel special. Don't worry I know exactly what is going to happen today, so no need to tell me." Cyril felt her own pager ring within her left pocket and adjusted her stripes. A grey rag hung over her back pocket.
Cyril mostly enjoyed a little perk when it came to being a referee; you don't get much attention, though with her new script the fans actually looked at her this time. Kids with outstretched arms Cyril tried her best to give them all a high-five before she pulled down the middle rope and went in.
"And now let me introduce to you Alberto Del Rio's personal ring announcer Ricardo Rodriguez"
Cyril kept her eyes on the big screen as she watched that patented smirk on Ricardo's face but a lot bigger as it blew up on the Titantron. Cyril saw that small flash of black and white as she was in the background on the Titantron and she had to keep from starting right at the camera in temptation.
When it came to Alberto Del Rio she was always interested in his newest car. So it wasn't hard to loose attention to the beginning of Alberto's Introduction, though as soon as Ricardo drew out Alberto's name she turned to attention. Alberto decorated his shoulders with his white scarf as he made way into the ring. As Alberto entered the ring, Ricardo exited the ring he and Cyril shared a small nod as he took his time sitting into his chair.
Cyril had to personally rank Kofi into that list of excitable wrestlers and that list does include people such as Justin Gabriel and Rey Mysterio and Sin Cara. So Cyril was really excited to see Kofi's happy personality as R-Truth and Little Jimmy followed him to the ring. Alberto Del Rio occupied the farthest corner of the ring; as he made eye contact with Cyril he nodded his head.
Alberto's scarf thrown at Ricardo, Cyril could officially start the match. With both Kofi and Alberto locking heads for the first moment Cyril had to check to see who was around her. Both R-Truth and Ricardo were attention diverters and she knew her attention would be diverted in one way or another.
When Kofi had managed the first attempt at a pinfall Cyril dropped to her knees, and started to count. "One…..Tw-
Cyril's legs were pulled and she was dragged outside of the ring, her face turning on the person who had pulled her out of her official pinfall count, Ricardo stood behind her with an innocent face and his hands held up. "Watch yourself Ricardo." Cyril growled in the beginning and poked him straight in the chest with her pointed finger Ricardo stepped back as he continued to innocently look up at Cyril.
Cyril walked back into the ring and kept her eyes on Ricardo as she slid back under the bottom rope. Cyril continued to watch the match and also walk around the ring keeping her eyes on both Kofi and Ricardo. Cyril was doing her job quite well keeping people off the ropes and keeping the wrestlers in the right direction. As Kofi contined to try to pin Alberto and with Alberto trying his best to pin Kofi, Cyril made sure to keep herself in the middle of the ring as she counted away from Ricardo, thought as soon as she thought her legs were clear of reaching distance she began to count a pinfall on Alberto by Kofi. "On-
She didn't even finish counting to one before her legs were grabbed out once more, Cyril's chin hit the canvas floor as she was dragged and landed on her backside as she was dragged away from the ring once again.
Cyril stared up at the form of a retreating Ricardo and Cyril got angry, "Ricardo! Do that one more time and I swear you will get something worse than being kicked out of this match" Cyril confronted Ricardo one more time by pushing Ricardo lightly in the chest, her official character showing as she got face to face with Ricardo.
Be the badass referee that doesn't take crap from anyone Cyril thought as she left Ricardo again. Cyril quite enjoyed the non-tolerant referee character she was given, and smiled to herself as she stayed clear of Kofi. Climbing a turnbuckle she saw Kofi's signature Boom Drop. Alberto was unsuspecting it as Kofi slammed down on him.
Cyril heard the rough grunt of Alberto as he rolled away from the ring. Cyril was excited it was her first time to do a count-out and she had a type of giddy glee as she started her count. "One-Two-Three-Four-Five-Six" Cyril caught her eyes on the fallen Alberto Del Rio and the crouching Ricardo by his side; He still didn't move a muscle.
Cyril just waited; she turned away from them both and continued counting. "Seven-Eig-"Cyril was tired of the interrupted counting, but she was expecting it this time. Two hands wrapped around her waist tightly and she was hoisted up and over.
Cyril watched the passing ceiling as she was tossed over and Cyril fell hard. Her breathed forced out of her lungs, it was hard to laugh. Hair blocking her vision she rolled over to stare at the high stadium ceiling. "Cyril?" With a forced breath Cyril blew the hair away from her eyes and stared at Kofi's open hand. "Ricardo got you pretty hard? He wasn't supposed to be that rough with you." Kofi whispered into Cyril's ear as she got to her knees.
What Kofi was saying was true Ricardo was supposed to end Cyril's count but as always no one really ever told her what really was going to happen. Cyril's angry non tolerant referee character was supposed to be put into play the next moment and Cyril thought with her heavy breath that it would make her more convincing.
"I never ever thought that I would see that moment before in my life. Ricardo Rodriguez the personal ring announcer to Alberto Del Rio, throwing our official referee Cyril, girlfriend of the current Heavyweight Champion like a sack of Spanish potatoes. I'm thinking that Ricardo isn't getting out of this all innocently, as Cyril had previously told that three strikes and that he is getting something worse than being removed from the ring. Oh look here comes Ricardo, he looks scared and he should be because he has both and an angry Irish man and women going to go after him. I'm stepping away before this gets nasty."
Cyril aimed a steel grip on Ricardo's shoulder with her right hand as she held Ricardo's neck with her left. Both Ricardo's hands were trying their best to remove Cyril's grip, but sadly that wasn't going to work as much as Ricardo thought it would.
Cyril walked with Ricardo to the ramp, crowd screaming in their direction. "I told you Ricardo if you did that one more time you were going to get something worse than being kicked out of this ring, but still you didn't listen to me did you?"
Immediately going after Ricardo she gave him a One-handed bulldog, personally one of Cyril's favorite moves. The crowd went wild.
Ricardo fell hard on the ramp and he clutched his face. Cyril bent down and held him by his collar the look on her face vicious. "I'll talk to you later alright; hope it didn't hurt as much." Cyril whispered her concern and then as quick as the sentence was said she pulled tightly on Ricardo's collar forcing his head to jerk forwards.
"GET OUT OF HERE." Cyril yelled as she pointed to the entrance. Releasing her grip on Ricardo's collar he scrambled backwards.
"Alberto can you get up?" Cyril said as she hovered over Alberto.
"Alright well, hurry on up then,"
Cyril called the ending of the match when Alberto put Kofi in the crossarm breaker and Kofi had no choice but to surrender and tap out.
Cyril raised Alberto's arm in victory, having to quickly get used to the fact that she had called for Ricardo to leave the ring, and that he wasn't there to announce Alberto's victory. With Ricardo absent Lillian Garcia got announce Alberto's winning. Alberto even looked strange at the absence of is friend and how tightly he squeezed Cyril's hand when they were raised in victory.
"You did good Alberto, I'm glad I got to ref your match."
Cyril sent Alberto off along with Kofi and herself as it made its way into a break for a commercial. As Cyril walked back Stephanie held her by the neck once more.
"That was quite beautiful Cyril, don't worry about Ricardo he's alright you have separate segments with him and Sheamus later today along with the match tonight that coincides with your Sheamus segment, so right now off you go do the segment with Ricardo! Camera's already there, remember badass referee who doesn't take crap from anyone!" Stephanie said hands cuffed over her mouth as Cyril broke out in a quick jog to her destination.
Cyril slowed down her hustle to the hallway as she met Janet who attacked her face with soft cloths and powders.
"No woman must look sweaty and nasty even after refereeing a match. Especially when you are about to meet someone of the opposite gender, and that does count for the slick weasel that is Ricardo Rodriguez. Alright sweetie, I'm finished with you. Stephanie says to look happy in the beginning and then do your best." Janet smacked her lightly on the face with her hands and Cyril flinched.
"Look happy, and then mess it up gotcha." Cyril said as she straighten her stripes, checked herself for strange smells, and any un-necessary marks on her body.
Cyril's chin throbbed slightly, thought it wasn't as bad as the soreness to the arms. "Ricardo actually did a good move out there" Cyril said, she remembered that she was there for the Connor O'Brian match on WWE's NXT and she was glad that he was getting more of a wrestling spotlight on him.
Ricardo's other wrestling ring name was Chimera and Cyril was happy she got to ref at least a couple of those matches. People on the wrestling circuit would always meet back up with each other.
She even traveled to Florida for FCW last year while they were still doing NXT Season four, she watched Ricardo wrestle individually as himself along with big guy Brodus Clay.
Cyril followed the plan and did a happy/smug stride while the camera followed steps in front of her. As she rounded the corner she heard the sarcastic cough of someone, no doubt Ricardo.
Cyril took the chance to speak first. "So Ricardo did you learn how to play well with others when you were kicked out of my ring."
"Si, I've also filed a complaint against you and my poor face." Ricardo said as he touched his face lightly.
"You've suffered worse Ricardo and you know it, so why file a complaint against me?" Cyril clicked her tongue and held her hands on her hips like an angry mother before she would teach her child a lesson.
"What you did was unfair."
"Unfair? Unfair! After all your years here you still don't know the difference of fair if it kicked you out of the ring. Listen to me Ricardo because I can definitely teach you something about being fair."
"No, no, you listen right here and I will teach you the difference between fair and unfair. It would be unfair if I allowed CM Punk to hold you in his grip while you tapped on the floor and I just turned a blind eye on you." Cyril turned her head to face away from Ricardo for a quick pause, and then immediately got face to face with Ricardo once more.
"What would be unfair is if I declared Kofi Kingston the winner of his match against Alberto Del Rio as soon as you dragged me from that ring that first time, but no. I thought it would be Fair to give you the chance to be good in that match, but you still failed after I warned you. I thought it would be FAIR if I made CM Punk break his hold on you, after he didn't listen to my warning. Even then I didn't have to declare you the winner, but I thought it would be FAIR after what happened to you." Cyril was making sure Ricardo was pratically quivering in his feet before she contined.
"And if you still don't know the difference, it would make me even happier to talk to AJ who can give me a match against you so I can really show you the difference between fair and unfair. Now if you can excuse me, I have to get ready to referee a match tonight." Cyril turned on her heel and walked away from Ricardo not even bothering to see if he was going to reply.
"Be the badass ref, Be the non-tolerating ref, Be the ref who doesn't take crap from anyone." These were words of encouragement if Cyril ever wanted to remember who her character was. So far what she said seemed to fit her character perfectly, and it was easy to make a conflict against what was fair and what wasn't fair.
She was just hoping that her promise to speak to AJ might go through and she actually might have her first match on Monday Night RAW. "Though it would be something to look forward to, if that plan would be put to action, one segment down another one to go," Cyril said mentally working on her To-Do list.
The casual stride she took down the hallway was just something to calm her bundling nerves. She shook her hands and head and bounced on her feet. Other wrestlers just casually strolled by her as she worked out potential nerves.
Hair whipping her face she stopped for a moment as she had begun to get Dizzy, she looked up at Wade Barrett as she tried to get her hair back in place. "Don't worry we all have out pre-show rituals, I won't tell yours if you don't tell mine." Spoke Wade with a wink and grin before leaving Cyril with herself.
"Cyril, me and you need to have a chat if that's okay with you and then I can send you off for your Sheamus segment." Cyril knew exactly who it was who wanted to speak to her, because the back of her neck was grabbed tightly.
"Did I do something wrong?" Cyril said as she was pulled back by Stephanie.
"I loved what you did for that segment, Ricardo had told me himself that he would enjoy my idea of a match between two battling buddies, but I didn't make that idea you did, and I couldn't help but love it. Who knows in the end I might have you two hug it out. I'm quite proud of you; you're getting the hang of this kid."
Cyril remained still as Stephanie praised the idea, she couldn't understand if Stephanie was happy or upset with the idea, the way she spoke was so mixed especially with the way Cyril's right ear was being spoken into.
"Now go, your boyfriend is waiting for you!" Cyril shoved forward she immediately grabbed her neck when Stephanie turned around and started walking in the opposite direction.
"I might need to get a new neck if it continues like this." Cyril said rotating her head around,
Cyril stared at the ground at the 'X' marked in black tape. Was this exactly where she was supposed to be? She also wondered why she was the one who had to wait on the others. It was starting to become a pattern.
"Cyril, always a pleasure to see my girl in high spirits." Arms enveloped around her shoulders as a chin was pressed into her shoulder.
Ha, Celtic Warrior as a sweet romantic side as well Cyril thought as she just smiled.
The camera officially in front of them both she started off the segment.
"Your match between The Miz is coming up and I have no doubt that you're going to be doing most of the damage, but make sure you nose doesn't start gushing like it has been." Cyril craned her head, and kissed his nose.
The same nose she had just been talking about, the same nose that would always be gushing during his matches. I just initially kissed him, Cyril started to mentally panic but on the outside her eyes and face reflected pure bliss as her character was enveloped in warm heavy arms.
Sheamus' eyes lit up for a moment before he settled beside Cyril once more. "Don't worry about me, what about ya? Poor Ricky doesn't know what he's gotten himself into messing with ya. He didn't do too much damage to ya?" Sheamus hugged into Cyril more.
"No, not as much damage that I did to him and how I plan on handling him later. I'll meet ya out there." Cyril spoke as she unhooked Sheamus' heavy arms.
Sheamus stopped her with a grab to the elbow, and held her by the chin. Cyril was practically on her toes as she leaned up to him. "When I win, we'll go out for another pint, on me." Sheamus kissed her on the lips and grinned.
Cyril the creep of blood rush to her face as a blush was forming. Scripted or not, she loved that rush of adrenaline, and the fact that one of the famous wrestlers was kissing her on the screen. Cyril turned first and passed the camera, as she was relieving, the same feeling as the first time Sheamus had kissed her unexpectedly.
As Cyril walked down the ramp as calm as possible trying her best not to gain attention to herself it still failed. Wrestling fans always had a good memory, so when she walked down that ramp she heard the chants and the lights turned on her direction. At times like this it was hard to determine the cheers from the booing crowd.
She gave the front row fans a handshake and a high-five. Slipping over the pink rope it was October and that meant breast cancer awareness. Cyril thought it was great to be a proud sponsor of the charity, and she was glad to see the breast cancer ribbon on their clothes. Even Cyril wore her own version pinned to her chest.
As Cyril watched The Miz's entrance she saw that iconic swinging on the belt onto their shoulder. Cyril wondered if they were ever going to do something different, but she wasn't a wrestler so she really couldn't complain.
The Miz's entrance was always a dramatic one, but entertaining at the same time. The Miz ignored the potential conflict with the referee being the opponent's girlfriend and turned an eye. Cyril had to remember that she was both an official and a girlfriend to one of the wrestlers and she was going to play it as both. Cyril was not allowed to be one or the other, when you happen to be both you have to be both an official and a girlfriend at the same time. So when Sheamus entered into the ring, she had greeted him appropriately.
Cyril made the motion to start the match and Sheamus met The Miz with force and brute strength. They had wrestled before, but it's always a new day and Sheamus had been on the current winning streak, not counting the Main Event Premiere match against CM Punk. What Punk used to win against Sheamus was illegal using that metal ring, and Cyril was sad that she didn't referee the match herself, but Sheamus took it like a champ and didn't complain.
Sheamus attacked The Miz with an Irish Curse Backbreaker and Cyril was right up front to see that in action. So when Sheamus hooked The Miz's arms around the ropes Cyril told Sheamus he had the count of five to remove The Miz's arms.
Though as a girlfriend she counted slower than naturally as the crowd counted the hits that The Miz took from Sheamus. It sounded like a solid drumbeat, Sheamus finished before Cyril counted to five and un hooked The Miz from the ropes.
Hoisted over Sheamus' shoulder he was going for White Noise on The Miz. The Miz took a solid slap to the ground and rolled as far away from Sheamus as possible. Cyril took to The Miz's side to check to see if he was available to continue to wrestle. Sheamus walking to the opposite corner he called for the Brogue. "Brouge! Brogue! Brogue! Bro-
"Well! It's the BIG SHOW"
Cyril turned her head to see the look on Sheamus' face and it a sad formed of shocked, as Sheamus watched the Big Show walk down the ring. Sheamus was surprised that the Big Show was there but he knew the reason why.
As Sheamus taunted Big Show, Cyril was trying her best to call off the Big Show and keep Sheamus from coming after him. A hand placed against Sheamus' chest to hold him back Cyril watched as Big Show climbed up right next to The Miz and punched him with the W.M.D. The Miz was down in an instant and Cyril released her hand on Sheamus to call off the match. As sad as it was that Sheamus lost the match she had to call it. It was her job of a referee and she had to call it.
"Ladies, and Gentleman your winner by disqualification…The Miz!"
Sheamus couldn't react, as he just stood there. "He's going to get it." Sheamus said as Cyril held Sheamus on the arm.
YAY! I hope you enjoyed that, and I have some good ideas so that's why I kept it current with that was happening on RAW-SmackDown-and the new show Main Event. So let me know your opinions and tell me what you would have Cyril do when she found out that Ricardo had filed a complaint against her. Keep reading, Keep reviewing, Keep favorting, Keep following guys. Keep on Brogue Kicking Guys - DxI