Party's Over

[Jack]

Propped up on a plush loveseat in his locker room was Adam Rose. He was laying sideways with his feet propped up, dressed in all black with a black and white feathered boa being the most notable part of his attire. He leaned his head back and lightly twirled the stem of the sucker he had tucked into his mouth. Surrounding him were various Rosebuds who seemed to be a little apprehensive to be anywhere near him. They cowered a bit, exchanging glances with one another. With his eyes closed, Adam began to speak.

| Adam Rose | I thought we had a plan. I thought we had everything all figured out.

He slowly sat up, somewhat hunched over and staring daggers at the entourage around him.

| Adam Rose | I'm in the Royal Rumble. Each time I get tossed over, you lot were supposed to come rushing over to catch me. You place me back onto the apron, I get back into the ring. Every. Single. Time.

Rose inhaled a deep breath

| Adam Rose | But you couldn't do that, could you? I couldn't trust you with one simple little task. Catch. That's all you had to do.

He slowly rose to his feet and flicked the sucker aside

| Adam Rose | I'm sure that I don't need to remind you all but if it wasn't for me NONE OF YOU would be anything. You wouldn't have a chance to be on television. Pay Per Views. You wouldn't get to live a carefree life of leisure. No Exotic Express. No parties. Nothing. None of it.

Drawing closer to a Rosebud dressed like a pirate, he pointed directly into his face.

| Adam Rose | Abysmal failure.

He made his way over to a party goer dressed like a zombie and leaned in closely

| Adam Rose | Embarrassment.

Finally, he stared down at a brunette dressed like a cheerleader and shook his head in disappointment.

| Adam Rose | Nothing.

Another deep breath and suddenly he snatched a man dressed in a scarecrow outfit and tossed him against the wall. Repeated kicks were delivered to his ribs as he tried to cover up and after Rose was finished stomping him, he withered in pain. The rest of the Rosebuds all cowered around one another. Rose slowly looked over his shoulder.

| Adam Rose | Do we all have an understanding?

The Rosebuds nodded in unison

| Adam Rose | And if I need any support against DiBiase and Trent, a pair of former World Champions, my Rosebuds who I give so much of myself to, will be there? This is for a shot at the IC Title and I very much would like to have it around my waist..

More nods

| Adam Rose | I need to know that you're with me.

| Rosebuds | We're with you..

| Adam Rose | A little louder, please..

| Rosebuds | We're with you!

| Adam Rose | Great!

Adam was suddenly all smiles as he raised his arms in triumph.

| Adam Rose | Come now! Don't stand around looking like a bunch of lemons! Remember! It's party time all the time! Let's get a little music going!

The Rosebuds, still a little shaken up, began to hum Adam's theme song, trying to awkwardly dance. Rose still kept his pleasant demeanor, grinning from ear to ear