Rikishi dug in his bag, a scowl on his face. "Where the heck did I put my other thong?" he muttered. He glanced up at the other man in the room, Mark Henry, who was sitting on the locker room couch. "Man, did you see me take my thong outta here?" he questioned.
Mark cleared his throat. "Um - could you have, erm, left it back at the hotel?"
"No, I came right here from the last hotel!" Rikishi exclaimed. "I know it was in here, I remember packing it!" He frowned, zipping up his bag and plopping onto the couch next to Mark. "I bet those stupid kids stole it again! That Shannon whatever his name is and John C-something. I should go find them and give them a piece of my mind!"
"Um, Kish, I don't think they took it. Why would they?" Mark asked, fidgeting uncomfortably.
"Why? 'Cos they're snot nosed punks with no respect, that's why!" Rikishi fumed.
"I really don't think they have it," Mark insisted. "I saw them talking with Matt Hardy just a minute ago, and it was nowhere near them."
"They probably hid it somewhere! Thought it would be funny!" Rikishi muttered. "Well I am not amused!"
"Kish, man, they didn't take it, ok?" Mark exclaimed, clearing his throat when Rikishi looked at him questioningly. "Maybe, erm, maybe someone else borrowed it, just for a minute."
"Did you see who?" Rikishi pressed. "Tell me who the thong thief is!"
"I don't think 'thief' is the right word," Mark replied. "He just borrowed it! Because, well, he wanted to see what it felt like, and he knew yours were the only thongs around that were gonna fit him. He would've asked, but he was too embarrassed to. He was just gonna put it on for a second, but he kinda liked it and wanted to keep it on for a bit longer. He didn't think you'd notice, and he didn't want to cause any trouble!"
"You must be pretty tight with this 'he'," Rikishi commented, glancing curiously down at Mark's lower area. "You wanna tell me who 'he' is?"
"Do I want to? Not really," Mark replied nervously.
Rikishi chuckled. "Tell me anyway. Please."
"Ok." Mark swallowed. "It was me. I'm sorry."
Rikishi raised an eyebrow. "You still wearing it?"
"Yeah." Mark stared at the floor, too mortified with embarrassment to look at his friend. "Want me to go take it off now?"
Rikishi shrugged. "Doesn't matter now. I'm just glad I know where it is. Tell you what, you just keep it on for tonight, wash it, and give it back to me next show, ok?"
"Ok." Mark glanced up at Rikishi, clearing his throat again. "Listen, Kish, are you gonna tell anyone - "
"Don't worry, big man, you're secret's
safe with me," Rikishi replied, patting Mark on the back reassuringly.
"And tell you what, next time we're in the right town, I'll show you were
to buy your own."