Back To Civilization

“Everybody, we're so close! Back to civilization and back to Fukuoka.”

We open to “Outlaw” Jun Vegas and The Eye Candy! riding in the back of a fancy-schmancy suv-style limo heading back down one of the many roads down Mt. Fuji and back towards the first train towards Fukuoka.

“Jun-san, are we going to make it on time?” asked Yuu.

“Yes, we must hurry! We can't be late for your date with destiny!” Yuki said.

Jun had an arm around the ladies and put their minds at ease.

“Ladies, everything will be just fine. Hey… remember when I actually did have a date with Destiny? She was a feisty one, right?”

He soft chuckles before turning to the men sitting across from him.

“Fellas, how are you enjoying the ride?”

Across from him on the other side of the limo is his very own tag partner Mike Musket and his BFF Sagara Fusanosuke a/k/a Bootsy Mitchell. Bootsy looks rather impressed with the digs. Mike Musket slightly less so.

“Well, Jun-san, I'd enjoy this more if I had my phone!” Bootsy says, shooting a glare at Mike.

“Son, y'all need to stop burying that nose of yours in your phone like a rabid raccoon diggin’ ‘round in the trash!” Musket says. “Get out and see the dang world for yourself!”

“I can see it just fine from the…” he stops and sighs. “Ugh. Nevermind.”

Jun and The Eye Candy all have a chuckle at their banter.

“See? We've established quite the rapport with one another in this short amount of time we've been teaming. Mr. Musket educating Mr. Fusanosuke in the ways of the outdoors and Mr. Fusanosuke throwing serious shade like a fully blossomed redwood on a bright summer day.”

He turns to Mike.

“Was that one, Mr. Musket? Did I do a good outdoor reference.”

He belly laughed. “Dang right, kid! You got it! And thanks for the kindly assist with the campsite.”

Both men shared a laugh as Jun continued.

“My pleasure, Mr. Musket. These last few weeks have been some of the most fun I've had in years, but little does Max Japan know that ACES WILD! are just getting started.”

The Ace of Aces looks around the back of the limo to everyone.

“Mr. Musket, I don't need to tell you but we're gonna be on our toes if we want those World Tag Team Titles. Tokyo Zombie is one of MAX-J’s most dangerous men in terms of both skill and relentlessness, going undefeated in the J1 Summit and winning the whole damn thing so they have a lot of momentum. And that GRIM is shadier than the thing I just said with the tree.”

“That no-good GRIM'll flail you and take the skin off your back quicker than a dang wild cannibal on a hunger strike.”

“Ew,” Yuu and Yuki said in unison.

“Quite the horrid imagery but he has a point. That poison mist of his could rear its ugly head if we're not careful so we have to be prepared for any dirty trick they have coming our way. But you've got that mean Lariat that'll knock the guyliner right off his face if his ass tries anything.”

“Yeah!!!” Musket shouts before questioning his partner. “The hell is guy-liner?”

“Something that should never have been a thing,” Jun said, leaving it at that. “Anyway, we've busted our asses off during this tour and we've proven we CAN beat the Demon Brigade. We can do it again and we WILL do it again, this time it will be for the World Tag Team Titles!”

“Yeah!” both Yuu and Yuki shout in unison.

“And Bootsy, I promise when we get back to the big city, I will personally get you a new phone so you can document EVERYTHING, especially when we win… no, we LIBERATE the World Tag Team Titles from the hands of those evil demons! We'll show them that you don't bet against ACES WILD!”

“YES!” Bootsy shouts with gusto.

“And Mr. Musket?”

“Yes'm?”

He points at Crazy Dog, who's been asleep next to him the whole trip.

“That dog is housebroken, right?”

Musket laughs heartily as he pats Crazy Dog's head.

“He ain't never broke nothin’ in my house!”

Vegas frowned.

“Cause dog piss on upholstery is NOT cool.”

The final scene is a loud “ARROOOOOOOOOO!” as the group drive towards destiny (the idea of fate, not a crazy lady).