Mini Ma$$ bursts out of his bedroom door with the joint in his mouth pulling his small suitcase on it's wheels.
Mini: Right! I'm ready when you're ready, bruva man!! Let's hit the road! We gots ourselves a fucking tryout to get to!! Whooot Whoooot!!!
Tiny Angel lets out a sigh of relief as Mini Ma$$ comes out of the room, dressed somewhat respectably. Tiny adjusts his own all white suit, with the matching hat, buckle, and shoes before heading towards the Door. He stops for a moment and looks back at Ma$$ taking the joint out of his mouth and putting it out.
Tiny: We need to pray!
Tiny grabs Mini Ma$$ and pushes him to the floor and kneels.
Tiny: Lord, we come to you today, ready to go to our tryout with EWNCW. We pray that you don't let us mess this up. We already tried with IWA and managed to land deals, though that was almost messed up. We're hoping for better luck with EWNCW, so if you can swing it.
Tiny looks towards Ma$$ who looks back at him. Both men break out in song as they stand up and head out of the door.
Tiny and Mini: Gonna make some moooooney, gonna make some caaaaaash!
It's Tiny Aaaangel! And Mini Maaaaaa$$$
Gonna make it big tiiime.. Rollers be fllllyyiing!
Gonna beat some miiidgets.. Fuck up some giiiaaants!
Mini Ma$$ stops singing due to breaking out in a small coughing fit, because while they were singing he managed to quietly light up his joint again. Tiny Angel gives him a dirty look.
Mini: Sorry, bruva, it's all finished now.
The pair of little guys swiftly leave their small flat, and make their way down the hall until they reach the lift. Once there Mini Ma$$ locks his fingers together and Tiny Angel steps onto his hands. One boost up later and Tiny has pressed the button to call the lift. Once it gets there the door opens to reveal that there are three men and four ladies already in it. One of the ladies is extremely large around the waist.
Mini: Uhh.. Going down?
Random fat woman: I don't think there's enough room for you to be hones-
Mini: Shut up, lady! If you breathe in a bit there'll be plenty of space for little old me and my pint sized companion.
Mini and Tiny squeeze in the lift to the sounds of disgruntled grunts and moans from the crowd. Once they are tightly packed in Mini takes a cheeky pinch of the large waisted woman's left buttock.
Random fat woman: HEY!?
Mini: Hee hee! It wasn't me, it was 'phimy!
Tiny Angel looks up at the large woman, and shakes his masked head professing his innocence. As the lift continues to travel down Mini and Tiny begin whistling the song that they have been singing all morning when suddenly...
Mini Ma$$ let's out a huge fart.
Tiny: Ahhh, what the fu-
Mini Ma$$ cracks up laughing and rubs his little belly.
Mini: Hehe! Sorry, bruva. It's them eggs, man. They're repeating on me.
Tiny Angel just shakes his head, embarrassed, but thankful of his mask which is hiding his blushing cheeks. Mini Ma$$ nudges his little friend and nods towards the large woman.
Mini: It could have been worse, bruva. It could have been her. That shit would have blown your fucking head off hahaha!!
The lifts finally reaches the ground floor and all of the big people rush out, but not before the large waisted woman has something to say to Mini Ma$$.
Random fat woman: You are quite possibly the crudest little troll I have ever met in my life, and your little friend there looks like a freak with that mask on.
Tiny: And you look like a beached whale, fat giant. Get out of our way, we got to go make some money! Goonnna make some casshhhh, so please, bitch move ya fat asss!!!!
Mini: Steady on, 'phimy, she might sit on us!
Tiny and Mini depart the lift and head out to the bug. As they approach, Tiny looks down at their feet.
Tiny: Damn, we forgot to get the special shoes. You take the wheel, last time you were at the pedal you broke the shit.
Mini looks at Tiny and shrugs, before tossing his bags in the car and climbing in the front seat. Tiny climbs in after him and sets up on the floor of the bug, and gets ready to do his job at the pedals and stick. He shoots a thumbs up sign at Mini who nods back.
And their off. Two midgets riding towards the payday of their lifetime! Like experts, having done this since they linked up, they maneuver in and out of traffic.
Mini: That day was great!
Tiny: You almost cost us our jobs!
Mini: Well, I didn't, did I?
Tiny: Look man, let's go over this one more time!