Re: Main Event
Ben had done a lot of things for a lot of people, but this one, he thought, probably took the cake.
And as the music began to play, he knew that it did.
Dodging Hercules' falling clothes for somebody else to pick up (because he certainly wasn't gonna do it), Ben ambled up to the Grecian's corner of the ring, forgetting he looked like Susie until he tried to climb over the ring in a skirt and nearly gave the front row an eyeful. The guys there who'd noticed seemed to like the idea, but once Ben growled at them in warning, they remembered there manners.
It took him a few seconds to figure out how to get situated, but when he looked up, it was to a sight he never wanted to see before or ever again.
"Wow!" Ben shouted in his regular voice, turning away. Luckily, everyone in the area seemed just as surprised and hadn't noticed his error.
"Er," he tried again, clearing his voice and making his voice go as artificially high as possible. "That is, dere ain't no way I could manage to touch da naked flesh a such a... strappin'ly muscular god as yerself, Hercy-poo, tee-hee."