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Green streamers danced in the breeze. Bagpipes blared in the distance. Downtown L.A. was alive with shamrocks, parades, and people in way-too-tight green shirts. It was St. Patrick's Day, and Pepé Piranha was hyped.
Wearing a green luchador mask with a little shamrock on the side, Piranha strutted through the festival like he owned it—his energy bouncing off every booth and stage.
"Whoo! Let's get LUCKY, baby! Ain't nothin' like a Paddy's Day throwdown!"
He stopped dead in his tracks near a big pop-up wrestling ring set up in the middle of the street. A crowd gathered around it, chanting, screaming—and in the center stood none other than Sheamus himself. Pale skin, fiery red mohawk, and muscles that looked like they could suplex a tank.
"¡Dios mío! It's him... THE Celtic Warrior!" Piranha gasped
He darted to the front, pushing through the crowd.
"Yo! Sheamus! My name is Pepé Piranha! I watch all your matches, man! You once Brogue Kicked a guy into next Tuesday!"
Sheamus grinned from the ring, recognizing that wild energy immediately.
"Well now! Look at this little fella! You wanna come in 'ere, show me what you got?"
Piranha's eyes practically turned into fireworks, "HECK. YES."
He flipped into the ring like a wild acrobat, fists up, eyes gleaming. They grappled, sparred, and even danced around the ropes. Sheamus was clearly impressed, laughing and dodging Pepé's unpredictable moves.
But suddenly screams from the crowd. A group of thugs was harassing food vendors nearby, flipping tables and knocking people over.
Before Sheamus could move, Piranha growled and jumped out of the ring like a rocket.
"Nobody ruins my lucky day!" Piranha Shouts
With a blur of green, punches, kicks, and a flying leap, Piranha took down the thugs single-handedly, flipping one over his shoulder and sending another flying into a hotdog cart.
The crowd roared. Even Sheamus looked stunned.
"Well I'll be... That was grand. You got fire in ya, lad." Sheamus grinned
He hopped down from the ring, clapping a heavy hand on Pepé's back.
"You ever thought of goin' pro?" Sheamus asked
"You serious?!"Piranha eyes sparkled
"Serious as a Guinness at breakfast. I see potential in you, kid. With a little training... you could be a real contender."Sheamus says
"YES! This is the best St. Paddy's Day ever!" Piranha says
The two walked off together, already tossing playful jabs and laughing like old friends—leaving behind a pile of bruised thugs and a crowd full of wild applause.
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