🥅 Write about a time or way in which you helped your villain F/O achieve their goals.
Crash is nothing if not extra.
Max hears the roar of the dirt bike over the crowd. The revving of the old Suzuki’s engine cuts through the night like a hot knife through butter, with smoke rising in its wake as Crash charges down the ramp pulling a fucking wheelie and hollering like he’s back on a torn-up dirt road. The crowd, the bike, and Max’s own heartbeat— all get drowned out as the chorus of Hard to Handle by the Black Crowes blasts over the loudspeakers.
The sudden shock of someone straight up driving a dirt bike into the stadium is enough to shock Jay into the corner of the ring. He stumbles, swearing as he watches Crash chase Juice and the Ass Boys away from ringside. There’s no suspension of disbelief necessary from the audience when their little trikes rip away at breakneck speeds— Crash clearly isn’t going to pursue them back up the ramp. He’s got other plans.
The Crash Test Trickster occupies himself with a lap around the ring. He pops one last wheelie for the cameras before parking his bike by the commentary table. Max watches him dismount and pull off his helmet like a knight after a jousting victory. Neither of them will be beating the Disney Prince allegations after tonight.
Crash hands his helmet off to Nigel with a grin and a wink.
“Keep an eye on ‘er for me, eh? I shouldn’t be too long.”
In a heartbeat, Crash is at the apron and reaching out for Max to tag him in. His smile is downright infectious— Max can’t help but beam as he dives in to slap Crash’s hand. They swap places, with Max scrambling under the ropes and Crash launching himself over top.
“Save the pin for me!” Max calls, finally able to catch his breath.
Crash tosses him a smirk over his shoulder. “Anything for you, darlin’!”
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