Wrestling One-Shots Six

Charlie Dempsey

It's a busy afternoon in the arena for NXT. The show is about to go on the road, so a large batch of episodes are being recorded for NXT's weekly airing. You're sitting in your office going over the road schedule for the next month. You've still got to come up with about 10 more house show cards before you're done.

A sharp knock sounds at the door making you look up from your laptop. "Come in." You chirp, glancing back down at the screen briefly.

"YN, my dear! I hope that I'm not interrupting." William Regal comes striding through the door with his usual refined swagger.

"Mr. Regal!" You greet your mentor with a smile. "Not at all! Please, come in." You gesture to the empty chair siting in front of your desk. "What can I do for you?" You ask him.

Regal shuts the door behind him and makes his way over to your desk. You watch him take a seat in your empty chair and smile at him.

"Oh I was simply reminiscing about my youth with Shawn and a few other old timers when Mr. Michael's informed me that you were working." Regal explains. "So I figured that I'd come by and see how you were fairing, my dear."

"Of course." You nod. "I'm just making up plans for the house shows that we've got coming up." You explain and turn your laptop screen so Regal can see it.

Regal leans forward in his chair and retrieves his reading glasses from the front pocket of his jacket. "May I" He asks you.

"Sure. Go ahead." You nod and push your laptop closer to him.

You lean back in your seat and observe Regal as he looks over your schedule and notes. It makes you feel like a kid again, carefully waiting for Regal to critique your latest attempt at paperwork and other stuff.

"Well?" You eagerly prompt your mentor after a few minutes.

"An excellent job, as always my dear." Regal smiles at you and pushes the laptop back your way. "I doubt that I could have done a better job myself."

You smile to yourself and turn your laptop back around. "Thank you, sir. And how is your son? He's scheduled for a Heritage Cup match against Noam Dar tonight, isn't he?" You ask.

"He is, yes." Regal nods. "Charlie's quite excited about it as well." He informs you. "I can't thank you enough for giving him the chance to challenge for it. Makes me prouder than you know."

"Oh well, your son is an excellent competitor, Regal. It wasn't a hard decision picking him for Noam's next challenger." You shrug.

You and Regal chat for a bit longer and he suggests a few more match idea's before taking his leave.

"Well, it was a delight talking with you, as always, my dear." Regal rises from his seat and holds out a hand for you to shake. "I hope that I was able to help take some of the pressure off of you to come up with some exciting house show match-ups." He adds as you shake his hand firmly.

"You were a big help, Regal. Thank you." You smile at him. "Tell Dempsey good luck for me if you see him before his match." You add.

Regal nods again and heads out of your office. The door clicks shut with a small thud and you sit back down to get back to work.

Around an hour or so later you finally finish up getting the house-show schedule made and decide to take a small break. You head out of the office and down to the backstage are to see how things are fairing with the multiple tapings going on.

You get backstage and chat with a few of the staff about how things are moving along. And by the sounds of it, everything is going smoothly so far.

"That's great. And what match is up next on the schedule?" You ask the staff member that you've been chatting with.