Dude Love Returns!

The lights go out. The crowd goes silent. The countdown starts. When it ends, the lights go all different colors as the music hits again.



Dude Love starts dancing as the new Tye-Dye character comes dancing out. Smiling and pointing all around. Funka Jericho dances down to the ring, picking up a mic and entering the ring. The two guys dance for a bit before Jericho starts talking.

-Funka Jericho-
Owwwwwwww! We got the two funkiest cats in the house tonight! Funka Jericho and Dude Love! Now you see, here tonight my opposite (Chris Jericho) will be defending his title and even though that guy isn't funky, he must win! For the Jericho family! Now..... Also here is another thing I want to address..... Mr. Love!

-Dude Love-
What is that my funky friend!?

Dude Love shoots one silly smile like always, still moving a bit like he is dancing.

-Funka Jericho-
Now you see Love, you take on Edge here tonight and I want you to come out on top! Funky like! I want you to work for that! I want you to win! Also, I want to continue being a tag team my funkalicous friend!

Jericho awaits a response from either Edge or Dude Love.

Daniel Bryan comes walking out onto the stage as "The Final Countdown" echoes throughout the arena, both members of the Funky Kings are shocked to see Daniel Bryan and Edge seems to be confused with why he's here. With a microphone in hand, and a scowl Bryan begins to address the three men before him.

"The two of you cannot be serious..." Bryan says, shaking his head. "Have the both of you lost your god damn minds? The two of you are considered legends in this business of professional wrestling and you have the audacity to come out here parading around the ring in colorful clothing dancing around embarrassing yourselves in front of all these worthless people just for the attention? HOW DARE YOU!

Bryan shouts out to the crowd as they erupt with boo's.

"Oh yeah, go ahead! Boo me! Vilify me for being the only one around here that actually cares about professional wrestling! God forbid we showcase the talents of the most technically gifted competitor in the history of WCW!" Bryan continues on as the audience boos every statement he makes. "Yeah. That's me. The most gifted and talented wrestler in the history of professional wrestling... Rather than being showcased to all the viewers around the world I'm stuck back there in the locker room waiting to be called out while you idiots are out here dancing around trying to sell your stupid t-shirts!"

Bryan is seething with anger, overcome with fustration with the way he's been treated, pacing around the stage as he continues to rant.

"Not anymore... NOT ANYMORE! From this moment on, I'm not going stand back and watch opportunities pass me by. I'm going to take both of you idiots out right now and then it's on to the rest of the talentless morons backstage..." Bryan begins walking down the ramp towards the ring. "Edge, you either stand with me to wipe these idiots out, or you get out of my way."

After dancing for a moment, Funka-Jericho stops and pauses then turns to Daniel, bringing the mic up, looking almost dumbfounded.

-Funka Jericho-
It just hit me brother..... That bippity-boppity noises you were making a minute ago might have been words!

Bryan looks annoyed by how much of a joke this has become to the King of Funk and his dancing compadre behind him.

-Funka Jericho-
Lookity here sir...... Ma'am.... Mr. Goat.... Whatever you are, since we haven't seen my other half in quite some time.... I will fill in to take you on tonight and defend the title in the funkiest way possible! For the Jericho family! Whoo!

Jericho does a moonwalk across the ring and the crowd looses it. He laughs as Bryan's expression grows sterner.

-Funka Jericho-
Alright, you looky here you two..... I have some extreme dancing to do here shortly...... Can you wrap it up and actually speaka da words to us...... In the funky way! So we can understand it more correctamundously! Owwwww!

The made up word appearently deserved another dance from the duo of funk. The two dance together awaiting a response from one of the other two.

"Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP! " Bryan screams, overcome with anger by the snide remarks from Jericho. "Jericho, you're a complete imbecile! We all knew you came back to WCW because your album wasn't selling and most of the dates on your international dive bar tour barely gave you enough pocket change to get you to the next worthless city. But it seems with the crooked system in place we reward failure, so great job Jericho. Great Job... But more importantly, the question that I'm sure is on everyone's mind is what the hell happened to you?"

Bryan stares at Jericho, frustrated and breathing out of his nose.

"You used to be the greatest wrestler in the world... You used to be an inspiration for the boys in the back because no matter who you stood across from in this ring, you could tear the roof off the building and have people talking about it for years... Then what happened Jericho?" Bryan asks, getting up in Jericho's face as he begins to speak a bit softer, but in serious almost menacing tone. "You wanted to do what Dwayne did and transcend this business and become a bonafide celebrity didn't you Jericho?"

Bryan smirks, continuing on.

"But you never became a real celebrity Jericho. You're just another name that's not on the list... And I don't even know where you went wrong, you're probably just as clueless as I am on the matter. What could it be? I don't know... Is it because you're a complete doofus? Is it because nobody genuinely likes you Jericho?..." Bryan says, as the crowd boos him at every jab spoken. "All I know is I don't know why you're out here torturing the WCW Universe with those tacky moves when you couldn't even win a silly dance contest for D-List losers."

The crowd erupts with mixed reactions as the Bryan shouts his insult in the face of Jericho, who takes a step back from Bryan.