Sing-a-long

[Chloe]

Being able to perform at WrestleMania was always a thrill for any wrestler. The biggest crowd you would be featured in front of the entire year with tons of coverage. It was even better to come in as a champion!

But leaving without your title was the downside. It was enough to drive someone crazy.

And that was a short trip for A.J. Lee. She could be found backstage and she was not in the best of moods. The former champion was leaning against a wall and looked as though her heart had been plucked out of her chest. Her hands were rested in the pockets of her black and red colored hoodie and Todd Grisham stood by and was ready to conduct an interview.

Todd Grisham: A.J., tonight you will be up against the new number contender for the Women's Title. A title you lost only a few short days ago. Did you happen to see Brooke Tessmacher's promo this week?

A.J.'s expression was one of both confusion and annoyance as she looked over at the interview.

A.J. Lee: Uh. Yeah. I saw it. Riveting. But I don't think she said my name one time! What am I?! Chopped liver?! I lose my title and suddenly I'm not even worth a few syllables?! If Brooke's brain was as big as her ASS she might actually be a little dangerous! But nooooo. She didn't even talk any smack. She was just all "introspective."

A.J. wiggled her fingers about in a mocking sort of way. She was not impressed.

A.J. Lee: I'm not saying her win at Mania in that battle royal was a fluke but it was a fluke. And do you know what happens to people who cut promo's against me but DON'T really cut promo's against me? THEY TOTES LOSE. BIG TIME. And you know what else, Todd? I can do anything Brooke can do but a million times better. Case in point? I've selected some lyrics of my to express how I'm feeling at the moment! A song that completely and utterly shows my state of mind. HIT MY MUSIC!

A.J. stood in a determined pose with her fists clenched and looked ready to take over the world. Music began to play from...somewhere. A tune with a piano and tuba as the primary instruments.

"From time to time I dream that I'm a manatee
Undulating underneath the sea
Unshackled by the chains of idle vanity
A modest manatee, that's me."

Todd Grisham: What does undulating mean?

A.J. Lee: QUIET! This is my life expressed through song!

"I look just like a chubby, brown banana-tee
As I nose along the cozy ocean floor
Immune from human folly and inanity
That's why a manatee is such a happy, herby bore

I'm a manatee, I'm a manatee
I'm every bit as wrinkled as my grannity
A noble manatee, well, that's me

With the dietary habits of a manatee
I never fail to lick my platter clean
I sprinkle seaweed on my raisin branity
The perfect manatee cuisine"

Todd Grisham: You...eat seaweed?

A.J. looked over at Todd and slowly drug a finger across her throat in a threatening manner.

"With my wit, sophistication and urbanity
I dignify my watery domain
No one near will ever hear me use profanity
Because a manatee has it's image to maintain

I prefer my world of silence and of sanity
But my underwater friends don't all agree
For whenever I am dreaming I'm a manatee
Somewhere a manatee is dreaming that he is me"

The music ceased and A.J. pounded a fist into her palm.

A.J. Lee: I hope Brooke is prepared for this.

A.J. walked off and left Todd alone, awash in a sea of serious confusion.