The Basement Match.

THE NEXT MORNING.

George woke up, bleary eyed and still seeing stars, he shook his head, he was back in his room, in his bed, he stood up to find himself wearing red boxing shorts.

There was a note on the door, it said " COME TO THE BASEMENT!"

He had absolutely no other option, but first, he sent a text, to somone he knew would help him, asking him to come over, together they would show Bert who the real boss was!..

He went downstairs, seeing a banana and a glass of water, presumably for him..

Once he'd finished he went to the basement. It had been fully renovated and redecorated, and in the middle of the room was a very expensive looking wrestling ring, the ropes were the colour of deep red, and in the centre of the ring stood his new brother, dressed in a tight blue tshirt and blue shorts..

" hey bro!.. hope you had a good night's rest!" He said happy as ever.

" umm..b..Bert... this is very impressive but what?.."

" well I've bought this just for us!.. you and me are gonna have weekly lessons in this thing!" He said.

" A...and..why?"

" well because when our mom's come back I can't exactly knock you stupid in the living room anymore can I?"

" L..look....I'll...I'll...be better!.. I'll do laundry...I'll cook dinner... I'll be the best fucking son they've ever asked for... just please....don't knock me out anymore!" George pleaded.

" hmmm...you know what bro?.. fine.. and if you can last just half an hour in this ring with me, I will stop knocking you out.. I swear"

Half an hour?... alone in the ring with Bert?.. George was fast, if he could just outrun him, just for a20 minutes, he could actually win, and this nightmare would finally be over..

" D..deal..." he said, getting in as Bert set the timer.

DING DING DING.

The match started, George, through either sheer **** of willpower or just insane luck actually managed to dodge Bert!.. everytime Bert tried to grab him he ducked out of the way and ran to the other side.

" I..I'm actually doing it!.. ha!" George thought, his smugness slowly returning.

After about five minutes George still hadn't been hit.

" Wow bro you are really good at this!" Bert said happily at him.

He ran ata George again and he ducked out of the way, but this time Bert stuck his leg out, tripping George over.

" OOFF!" George said as he fell to the ground.

Before he could get back up Bert sat down and wrapped his legs around George's waist.

George tried to break free but couldn't.

" alright!.. time for my favourite move!" Bert said, and moved one large finger, pressing down onto George's temple.

" UUuuuayyuuuUughhh!" George spluttered out as his whole body violently spasmed out, his arms shot out trying to grab Bert, but to no avail.

Cognitive thought slowly left George's mind as the temple drill continued to make him goofier by the second.

" Agdhdiioouuuuuuuuu" he said as his tongue flopped out, drool began leaking and his eyes began to roll around.

" Awww Is my big bro passing out?.. " Bert said softly as George became more and more still.

Before he actually passed out though Bert let go of his dopey head and stood up, he lifted George and dragged him Carefully to the turnbuckle of the ring. Sitting him upright.

" and here's another one!" He said, and after moving to the opposite end of the ring, ran at him, then jumped up, his legs protruded out of the ring, while his Crotch smashed into George's face in perfect Bronco buster.

"Duahhhhh.....B..Bert...stwong...C..C...cock....Huuuuuuuu." George said utterly Done.

" one more I think!.. awww bro you didn't even last twenty minutes!.. I'm soo sorry..." he said in mock sadness.

He stood George up and managed to get him to stand.

" here we go bro.. NIGHT NIGHT"

He yelled, as he once again went to the corner, then ran at him again, smashing his entire body onto his Bro.

SMASH.

He moved backwards, and smiled.

" Sweet dreams Bro!"

George stood there and moaned softly, his eyes were rolled up so far you couldn't even see his pupils, his body limply fell to his knees, Bert watched in happiness as George Dropped to the floor of the mat face first, completely asleep and **** presumably for the rest of the day.

Bert left George where he was and went to get a drink.

It was then he noticed George's phone buzz, he pulled George's Limp face up for the face scan unlock, and noticed it was a text, from someone called Manuel, clearly one of George's friends, saying he was coming over.

"Im always eager to meet new people!" He said as George Twitched.