A King to Bow

by **Mr. Dashing** Wed Sep 21, 2016 7:17 am

In what has been an exciting night already here on Thursday night Genesis, the return of Troy Voodoo, the announcement of the Elimination Chamber competitors, but still the night was young. Upon returning from commercial break, we're greeted by The German Supernova's smirking face inside of the ring, it's about that time, time for him to receive his reward for his big victory at Anarchy Rulz. Bryan Novak stands with a mic in his right hand, not beating around the bush, he beckons for the King of the Ring, The Milk Man, Randy Borton, to join him in the squared-circle. Only a few moments pass before the CMV universe is brought to their feet by the sounding of his theme song hitting the PA system, and out he comes, The Moo Moo Man doesn't do his usual song and dance, but instead makes a beeline straight for the ring. Who can honestly blame him, this isn't exactly something you'd want to drag out, having to bow down and kiss the foot of your worst foe. Borton, now in the ring, is stood face to face with Novak who first has a few words to say about this momentous occasion . . .

Novak
Borton , du dummer Narr , ich habe dir gesagt , dass dies mein Ring war . Und jetzt müssen Sie auf die Knie nieder und den Fuß des wahren Königs küssen! (Borton, you silly fool, I told you that this was MY ring. And now, you must get down on your knees and kiss the foot of your true KING!)

Randy rolls his eyes, he obviously doesn't speak any German, only Cow. But, he signed the contract for the match at Anarchy Rulz, and he is a man of his word. Borton, with resistance from the crowd, his loyal subjects, struggles to get down onto his knees, Novak grinning and laughing the entire time. Just mere inches away from his lips smacking Bryan's leather, The Milk Man pulls a fast one on his nemesis, striking with a low-blow for the ages! The audience roars with approval as Randy rises to his feet, because KINGS NEVER BOW!!! He watches on as Bryan writhes in agony, and that's when he bends down and rips The German's left boot right off of his foot, holding it up for the entire arena to see, giving those at home a sweet glimpse as well. He then proceeds to fulfill his agreement, planting a wet one on the loose shoe ware before sizing Novak up and driving it into his skull!!! MOO MOO MOO! Borton tosses the boot out into the crowd for one lucky fan to sell it on eBay as our great ruler makes his way to the back in preparation for his Chamber match at Exodus.