Titan City Monster Hunters

Chapter 2: Irish Women & Rattlesnakes

The next night, the three monster hunters are working at the Rattlesnake Saloon. Seth is on a break, sitting in a corner booth drinking a cold one. Across the bar, Becky is serving up drinks from behind the counter. Seth stares at her dreamily. All of a sudden, someone snaps their fingers in his face. "Hello? McFly?", a voice says. Seth looks and sees Dean standing next to the table. "How long have you been standing there?", Seth asks with an embarrassed look on his face. "Long enough to stop you from drooling.", answers Dean as he sits down in front of Seth. "I think your exaggerating.", Seth says with a nervous giggle. "De-Nile isn't just a river in Utah." "You mean Egypt." "Whatever. All I know is that when I came over here, you looked like Squints gawking at Wendy Peppercorn." "Who?" "You know, from The Sandlot." "The what?" "You've never seen The Sandlot?" "What are you talking about?" "You're killing me, Smalls!", Dean shakes his head. "Are you talking about a movie?" "Yes! It's about kids in the 60's playing baseball. It's a cult classic. I have it on DVD if you want to watch it sometime. Now that's all cleared up, let's go back to talking about you having the hots for Becky." "I admit that I have strong feelings for her. Stronger than I ever felt about anybody." "That's love for you." "How do you know it's love? What if subconsciously I just want to 'do' her?" "You get a boner every time you think about her?" "I can't believe you just asked me that." "And I can't believe I am having 'the talk' with you and yet, here we are.", Dean says before taking a sip of his beer. Seth lets out a sigh. "Not all the time." "Give me a percentage, Seth." "Does it matter?" "Oh, it matters. Relax Seth, I'm your pal and pals don't judge each other." "Fine, I would say it happens 50 to 75 percent of time." "You're in love then. If you had said that it happens 90 to 100 percent of time, then it would be just lust. Now I don't consider myself an expert in love, but then again who is?" "You can say that again. So, what do you think I should do?" "Well, what do you think you should do?" "Ask her out and tell her how I feel?" "Then there you go." "But what if she doesn't feel the same way?" Dean just smirks while taking another sip of his beer. "What?", Seth asks. "Remember when she smacked you on the shoulder last night?" "Yeah, what about it?" "I saw the look in her eyes when she did that. She wasn't worried about losing just a friend. She was worried about losing someone she cared deeply about and she was scared that she would never get the chance to tell them." "Really?" "Yep. I'm telling you man, she digs you." "Wow, thank you for telling me this, Dean." "Hey, that's what friends are for." Dean then raises his beer bottle. "To friendship, drinking, and beautiful women." "Right back at you." The two friends toast and drink.

All of a sudden, they hear the sound of the door of the bar entrance opening and closing. Dean and Seth look, only to be disgusted at the sight of who just entered. It was Baron Corbin. "Well, this is just great. Asshole McGee is here.", Dean sighs before taking another sip of his beer. "God, he makes me sick.", Seth says while glaring at Corbin. "I want to punch his stupid face so bad." "Who doesn't?" "Those beady rat eyes. That smug smile. Just thinking about it pisses me off." They see Corbin approach the counter to where Becky is. Becky rolls her eyes as she sees Corbin coming her way. Oh great. This jerk again., Becky thinks to herself. Corbin takes a seat at the counter. "What can I get for you, Corbin?", Becky sighs. "Just a scotch.", Corbin replies. Becky pours his glass and when Corbin wasn't looking, spits a loogie into his drink. She smirks as she watches him drink. "So, what brings you here, Corbin? Still looking for that one dog that doesn't hate you?", Becky quips. "Real funny. I actually didn't plan on coming here." "Why did you then?" "Because Hooters was closed. So, I figured that the next best thing to be being waited on by a buxom bombshell would be being waited on by a flat-chested leprechaun." Seth wanted to run over and beat Corbin into a bloody pulp for saying that, but he resists the urge to do so. He knows that Becky can take care of herself. Sure enough, Becky's right fist slams into Corbin's nose so hard that it knocks Corbin off his stool, causing him to land hard on the bar floor. The entire bar cheers.

"What in the hell is going on out here?!", someone with a thick Texan accent yells out. Everyone turns and sees Steve Austin emerge from his office. Corbin slowly staggers back on his feet. He clutches his bleeding nose with one hand. He turns to face Austin. "That crazy bitch just broke my nose!" "Oh, I'm the bitch? I think everyone here agrees that I just made you mine.", Becky quips while crossing her arms, clearly proud of herself. The entire bar cheers in agreement. "I want her fired!", Corbin growls, clearly aggravated that everyone is showing their hatred towards him. "You want her fired?", asks Austin. "Yeah!" "Well, too bad cause that ain't gonna happen." "Why not?!" "Because you're an asshole!", Dean yells out. Everyone in the bar starts chanting "Asshole" at Corbin, which pisses him off even more. "I don't know how good your hearing is, but you've got all these people calling you an asshole!", Austin quips. Everyone in the bar laughs. "I demand to be treated with some respect!" "Here's your respect right here." Austin gives Corbin the finger. Corbin at this point is fuming and tries to take a swing at Austin, but Austin manages counter by kicking Corbin in the gut and giving him a stunner. Corbin bounces back five feet and lands hard on his back. Everyone cheers. "Ambrose, you and Rollins get this piece of trash out of my damn bar!" "Happy to, boss!", Dean says and gives Austin a salute. He and Seth get up from the booth and literally throw Corbin out, sending him crashing face-first into the side of a parked pick-up truck and leaving a dent on the side. Corbin groans in pain. Can this day get any worse? All of a sudden, Corbin senses a presence looming over him. He opens his eyes and sees a very angry Braun Strowman standing over him. "Did you just dent my truck?", Strowman bellows. "Well, technically yes but- ", but before Corbin could finish, Strowman grabs him and lifts him up by the collar of his shirt. "You're going to get these hands!", Strowman roars as he throws Corbin into a loaded dumpster. Thinking it's all over, Corbin lets out a sigh of relief... until he hears Strowman bellowing "I'm not finished with you!"

"How's the hand, Becky Balboa?", Seth asks Becky as they work. Becky giggles at the pun. "It's a little sore but other than that, it looks and feels ok." "Have I ever told you that you are total badass?" "What else would you expect from this Irish lass? Once that straight fire is lit, look out!" "Guess Corbin found that out the hard way. Remind me to never get on your bad side." "Trust me Seth, that will never happen. You know something, you're quite a badass yourself." "You think so?" "Well, maybe not as much as me, Dean, and Steve, but you're still up there." "Gee, Thanks.", Seth smirks and rolls his eyes at Becky. "Just busting your balls." "I know. Becky, can I ask you something?" "We're friends, Seth. You can ask me anything." "Is it possible that you could come over to my place for dinner tomorrow night?" Becky couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Dinner at your place? Tomorrow night? Just you and me?" "Only if you're up to it." "Sure, I would love to have dinner with you tomorrow night." "Great." "I can cook you guys dinner." Seth and Becky look to see Dean sitting at the counter drinking another beer. "After all, Seth's place is also my place. Besides, I've got nothing else better to do." The three actually live in an apartment building right across the street from the Rattlesnake Saloon. Both Seth and Dean share a 2-bedroom apartment together. Becky lives in the apartment next door. "Thanks man.", Seth replies. "I should probably tell you lads that I'm a vegetarian.", Becky admits to them. "No problem.", both Dean and Seth say simultaneously. "Jinx! You owe me another beer.", Dean says to Seth. Becky couldn't help but laugh.

Baron Corbin limps down an alleyway. He is bruised and battered. His clothing is torn and tattered. All he wants right now is to head home and let this day be over with. Suddenly, he hears the sound of footsteps of someone walking behind him. He turns around to see who it is, only to get whacked in the head by a crowbar. Before he loses consciousness, he hears a voice say "Soon, Abigail. Soon."