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Date Posted: 22:01:59 09/08/01 Sat
Author: asdf
Subject: asdf

Chula walks into one of her favorite cafes in New York City. All of a sudden, she is bombarded by a newscaster. Chula looks startled, but greets the man anyways.

Newsperson: Chula! Chula! Can I sit with you and ask you some questions about the RAW and your return?

Chula: Sure, I was just about to have something to eat, but I guess you can join me.

The Chula walks over to her usual table and the Newsperson sits down as well. After the waiter takes The Chula's order, the newscaster begins.

Newsperson: Okay Chula, first of all, do you know who I am?

Chula: Not exactly...who are you?

Newsperson: I am only the most famous newscaster in the world!! Connie Thong!

Chula: (coughing) Oh, well, um, nice to make your acquaintance.

Connie: Well Chula, how did this whole thing come about, with you meeting up with Mr. Anderson and with you even coming back into the wrestling scene?

Chula puts her leg up on the bench and begins to daydream.

Chula: I'll start from the beginning.....

As the scene opens, Chula is seen talking on her cell phone.

Hello, I'm looking for Tommy Anderson. Is he in?

Yes, may I ask who's calling?

Tell him...tell him its an old friend.

Um, okay ma'am. Hold, please.

The receptionist, obviously forgetting to put the phone on 'mute', yells:

Hey! Tommy! Some crazy loon is on the phone looking for you. She says she's an old friend, probably another wacked out fan. Want me to go bang her out?

Ay yo! Give me the phone! (grabbing the phone) Hello, this is Tommy.

Hey!

CHRYSTINA!?!?!?!?!??!?

Wow! How'd you remember?

I'd recognize your voice anywhere! How've you been? What's goin on?

Not much. What's up with that bitch receptionist of yours?

I don't know. She's an asshole. I got her from one of those temp agencies...go figure!

(laughs) Hey, um, I am actually calling for a reason.

Yeah, I had a feeling. You had that "I want something" sound in your voice.

(giggling) Well, remember that fed my dad used to run? The HWF?

Yeah, I seen a few of his old matches recently on satellite. He's pretty good! I see where you get it from.

Thanks, I'll be sure to tell him that. Now, back to what I was saying...

Okay, continue.

Well, my dad is bringing the federation from Puerto Rico to Wildwood, NJ. He's got a few names lined up, and I was wondering if we could add your name on the list for this upcoming weekend.

Of course, Chula. I'd be glad to. Just fax me all the details. When do you need me there by?

Well, the show is this Saturday night at 8. It'll run until about 11 or 11:30. A limo will pick you up at the airport.

No problem! Can't wait to see ya!!

Same here. Hey, why don't you come a day early and come check out my new house down in Wildwood?

Great! I'll take a plane down sometime Friday morning. Meet me at the airport?

Sure, see ya then!

The Chula hangs up her cell phone and puts it back into her purse, smiling.

Scene changes to Chula's house, Friday morning.

Ding dong!

Coming!!

Chula runs down the stairs and opens the door.

Tommy!

Chula opens the door wider and lets Tommy in. They hug for about a minute. When they let go, Tommy pulls his bags in from the porch.

Where do I put these?

Oh, you didn't have to carry them in from the car. My butler could've gotten them.

Butler? Oh, I didn't know.

Huh?

Well, I didn't know you were still, well...in the money.

(laughing) I'm always in the money, baby! (giggles) Let's just say I've had my fair share of deals since I've left the FWF.

Glad to hear it, Chula. So, show me this great house of yours.

Chula shows Tommy around the house. About an hour later, they decide to go for a dip in her pool.

Damn, I'm getting a little thirsty out here.

I've got some beers in the cooler in the pool house.

Alright! You got prepared for my visit, huh?

(laughing) Let's just say you've turned me onto beer a little bit.

That's my girl! No more of that Alize shit with the mud floating at the bottom of the bottle!

Hey! That shit is great! I'll go get us some beers.

Chula goes into the pool house and returns with two Bud Lites.

Here. (handing Tommy a bottle)

Hey, uh, Chrys?

Yeah, Tom?

No offense, but ...WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?

Um....A BEER?!?!?!?

Bud Lite? That's bitch beer!

(laughing and shaking her head) Well, deal. Its all I got now! Unless you wanna pull a beer-cow?

What the fuck is a beer-cow?

Nevermind, I'll tell ya some other time.

Tommy grabs the beer and opens it. He takes one last look at the label, holds his nose and downs it. Afterwards, he makes a sour face and puts the bottle down.

That bad, huh?

I'd rather not talk about it.

They both laugh and jump back into the pool.

Scene switches to the Wildwood Convention Center, Wildwood, NJ. The billboard reads "Tonight, HWF presents King Kong Bundy, Jerry "The King" Lawler, RAW's own Mr. Tommy Anderson, among others". Chula is standing there with her father.

Chula, where's Anderson?

I don't know. I was hoping Tommy'd get here before he did. I wanted it to be a surprise.

Don't worry. I'm sure it'll work out fine.

All of a sudden, a black Cadillac limo pulls up and out hops Mr. Tommy Anderson. He walks over to Chula and her dad.

Hey! Sorry I'm late but I overslept. I think it was the Bud Lite!

Told you it wasn't bitch beer! (giggling; turning towards father) Papi, this is Tommy Anderson. Tommy, this is my father, Javier Perez.

The two men shake hands.

Nice to finally meet you, sir. I've seen you on TV a few times recently. You've got a wicked powerbomb!!

(laughing) Yeah! My powerbombing days are over! That's why we decided to bring some new raw talent (no pun intended) to the HWF. You've got talent, kid. Now c'mon, lets go inside before a crowd starts forming!

The three of them walk into the back door of the arena. The Chula shows Tommy where his dressing room is and she head off to her own. About an hour later, the show is about to begin. The Chula heads out to greet the crowd and begin the show.

She climbs into the ring, receiving a huge pop from the fans. She raises her hand for them to quiet down, she raises the mic to her mouth.

Welcome HWF fans!!! Thank you for being a part of our first ever US wrestling event! We've got some great guys here for you tonight! I'm sure you'll recognize some of them from the RAW, the WWF, maybe even the FWF. Here at the HWF, you never know what's gonna happen!! Our first match is a singles match....King Kong Bundy VS Pat Tanaka!! Enjoy the show!!!

Chula walks out of the ring while the ring announcer introduces each man and they make their entrances. She heads towards the back to find Tommy. She goes to his dressing room door and knocks.

Yeah?

Tom? It's me.

Come on in.

Hey. How's things going?

Great, I'm pumped! As if you couldn't tell!

Yeah, pumped full of steriods!

(laughing) You're lucky you're The Chula! So, what's up?

I have a surprise for you. Follow me.

Tommy pulls on a shirt and follows The Chula. Chula heads towards another dressing room that has a name plate reading "Vincent" on it. Chula stops in front of it and smiles.

(looking at the door) This is my surprise?

No, silly! It's what's behind the door!

The Chula opens the door and Tommy follows. A tall man with dark hair is standing there with his back to Tommy and The Chula.

Vin...

The man turns around and its The Pope!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OH SHIT!!!!

What's up, man?

What's up??? (hugging The Pope)

I was a little bit wary of introducing you two again. That's why I didn't tell you he was gonna be here. I wasn't sure of the unfinished business that was left behind you two.

Ah nah nah! We're family! What's past is past!

FA GET ABOUT IT!

Chula laughs and leaves the two men behind to reacquaint themselves. She heads back to the arena to see how the shows doing. About 2 hours later, she returns to The Pope's dressing room. The two men are sitting together, drinking some sort of drink and being very loud!

Are you boys playing nicey nice?

Of course! Am I on?

Yup! In about 10 minutes. Better go get all oiled up so you can look even more "buff".

Smart ass. So, who am I fighting.

Well, actually, you and The Pope are tag teaming against Jerry "The King" and some fudge packer named Sal Sincere.

Piece of cake. Let's go, Vin!

The two men head out with Chula following. She takes a seat next to her dad in the roped off area next to the ring and watches the match.

After the match and the show is over, Tommy takes Chula aside.

Hey, Chrys, I gotta question for you.

No, we can't make a night of it, big boy.

Alright, Miss Conceited. And I thought my head was big!!

(laughing) Nah, I was only playing. What's your question.

Have you ever thought of coming back to a fed?

I'm in a fed now, Tom.

No, I mean for real. Here you're doing backstage work, helping out your dad and such. I mean, have you ever thought of being up front, being in the spotlight, ya know, the way it used to be.

To tell you the truth, Tommy, I've thought about it everyday since I left my FWF Championship Belt. God I miss that thing!! (fake crying)

Chula, I'm serious. Now, here's where the good part comes in...

Uh-oh!

I did this favor for you, right? Now, I need you to do one for me.

What's that?

You see, I've got this match. And if I win against Total, I'll get to be the commisioner. That's where you come in.

I must've missed a step.

Well, the feds haven't been the same without you. I'd really like to see you back. I'd be willing to give up my commisionership to you, Chula. Just please come back!

Well, to be honest, I've been thinking about it for sometime. And a few other people in the RAW have contacted me about signing a contract with the fed. But I'm really not sure. I don't know if I can just leave my dad here all by himself.

Chula, he's got your mom and your brothers and sisters.

They don't know the first thing about wrestling. You know that. They thought a huricanrana was that hurricane that hit Florida in 1992. They thought a moonsault was that flip that Louis Armstrong did when he landed on the moon! Get the point??

Think about it, okay?

I will. I'll give you a call sometime next week.

Tommy hugged Chula and left the arena for the airport. The Chula then searches the arena for her father. She finally finds him paying some of the wrestlers.

Papi? Busy?

Never too busy for my best girl! (hugs daughter)

Papi, this is hard for me to do, but I have something to tell you.

You ain't pregnant are you?? I'll kill that steroid maricon Anderson!!

(laughing) NO! It ain't like that with me and him anyways. Its something totally different that I have to tell you.

C'mon, Princesa, sit down and tell your Papi.

Okay....Tommy wants me to return to wrestling and become Commish for the RAW.

Well, Chula, what would you like to do?

Connie: And then what happened?????

Chula: ....the rest is RAW history!!!!!

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