BabyGabrial

The video starts in a dark room, illuminated by one light above a table. In the background you can see brick walls, a pool table, and the American, Mexican, and Puerto Rican flags pinned up. Under the sole light in the room is a single round table with eight chairs. A chubby cat in a button down shirt, shades, and forward turned burett comes and takes a seat at the table. "In this world of professional wrestling." The chubby cat starts, with a light Latin American accent. "Anything can happen. You can reach for the sun, claim wealth and fame beyond your wildest dreams, and build a familia to share it with." He says as he smirks at the camera. "Many people know who I am. But you don't, do you? In my heyday in this sport, they called Senturion De Maximo. A former Campeón Del Mundo, World Heavyweight Champion." The cat chuckles and leans back."Those were the days, those were the days." He laughs out before leaning forward, and putting his hands on the table. "Many say that would be my greatest moment. Reaching the mountain top, and that may be true. However, my proudest moment, is something you may become familiar with one day. That is fostering, nurturing, and building someone else to climb the mountain." Senturion stares at the camera for a moment, it's like he's not recording himself, but trying to have a conversation with someone. "Let me introduce you to mi familia, The 187." He claps his hands and two young wirehair cats rocking Puerto Rican bandanas come out and sit down at the table. One sits next to Senturion, the other sits with a chair in between himself and Senturion. "This is the third generation, of The 187. My youngest boys." Senturion gestures to the one next to him. "I believe you've already had the pleasure of meeting one of them. Angelo Oscuro, striking out on his own, maybe when he was just short of being ready." Senturion pats Angelo's shoulder "You'll get another opportunity, Miho. Just be patient, and be ready to do what is right." Senturion turns back to the camera and gestures to the other wire hair cat. "You haven't met him, but this is Diablo Ligero. I took him in when he was out starting street fights to pay for his papi's hospital bills. I trained him, molded him, gave him a way out through Lucha." Senturion takes a breath. "Together these two get closer and closer to becoming world tag team champions. I couldn't be prouder. They carry the 187 name with honor, and heart. However, they aren't the only ones." Two more men come into frame. They both look much older than Angelo and Diablo. One is a large pit bull in a white beater, and the other is a coyote with his face covered with two bandanas. "Let me introduce you to the OG'z. First generation, the men I started this little outfit with." Senturion gestures to the large pit bull who takes a seat away from Angelo. "Jesus Astro,, a true journeyman, busting his ass up and down the road for this sport." He then gestures to the coyote who sits next to his fellow OG. "Asesinato, a true outlaw to the end. One of the most respected men in the business. You can ask any locker room. Together, these two have won seven World Tag Team Championships and have comepeted for national level gold as singles competitors." He gestures between the OG'z and the 3rd generation. "However, as you can see there's some problems here. Some things don't add up. There are two things wrong here. First, there is conflict between generation. Second, there is a missing piece to this puzzle. Two more men come in and take seats immediately. One looks a bit in between the other two generations in terms of age. The other seems almost as old as Senturion. The youngrr one is a large Rottweiler with a backwards, and the older one is a smaller Humming bird wearing a pancho. "These two, are the second generation of The 187, the ones I took a more...hands off approach with. Let them handle themselves like men. Let me introduce you to" He gestures to the hummingbird "Gory Pelea Jr, a member of the legendary Pelea family. You cannot mention Lucha Libre royalty without the word Pelea coming from your mouth, and Gody Junior lives up that namesake." He then looks over to the Rottweiler. "And uh...speaking of royalty. King Teddy. Don't let the name fool you. He's as hard as they come feel his head if you wanna check for yourself. I should have kept a tight leash on him, and I paid the price." He looks back at the camera. "Just goes to show that family comes in all types of variety. But with variety comes volatility." The camera pans around at the six men all eying each other. "Gentlemen, there has been a lot a beef between three generations under the 187. However, I believe it is time to set that beef aside and unite under a common cause. One Mr. Rick Bishop came to me with a proposition. You see, in the Empire State, there's a little upstart group that's gaining a cult following. They call themselves The Principality. Led by Princesa Gabriella Angel." Angelo Oscuro looks down with his fists balled up. Something interesting though is King Teddy's eyes dart over with a mean glare. Santurion continues "Some of us know La Princesa Ardiente (The Burning Princess). Some of us know his colleagues. I believe, there's some good. Money to be made from this. Call It, war profiteering. We've all hit some bumps in the road. Some of owe a few favors. But if 187 comes together as familia. Then many problems go away." He suggests to the table. There is an air of silence as he waits for any of the six men to respond. "I got a question." Everyone turns to Teddy who's glaring with his feet up on the table. "You talkin' bout fightin' for money, powah, settlin' deals. I wanna know why I should give a flyin' fuck about these guys? What about these guys should make me waste my freakin' time? I can get paid anywhere in this stinkin' country. That's the American dream. But you ain't said a damn reason why I gotta bother with these Principality shit stains, much less why I gotta play nice with anyone in this room to do it." He states making Senturiom to snicker. "Teddy my boy, you sure know how to ask a question. Alright, I think you'll find your answer in their leader. You see, King Teddy, and Princess Gabby,are a lot alike. But talking to you is worse than talking to the brick wall behind me. So stick around, and find out for yourself." Teddy glares at Senturion, but he also has a look of curiosity. Astro pipes in next "If you ask me, it just sounds like your getting payback for your little boy not bein' able to get the job done at the Rookie Tournament. He lost, now you want all of us to send the puta that beat him and they whole crew six feet deep." That ticked Angelo off and made him pop up. "You don't know shit about Gabby! Your mediocre ass couldn't take him on your best day! I know what to do to beat him!" Angelo yelled making Asesino stand up "Little boy, you better stay in a child's place! If you could do it! Then you should have done it!" Diablo gets up to defend his brother "We'll do both your old asses in right now!" "TRANQUILO!" This prompts everyone to turn to Senturion. "Let's all settle down. We're here for peace with each other. Angelo, Diablo. You boys are talented beyond belief, but you still have much to learn. Angelo, you'll get another chance. Astro, Asesino. This is for all of our benefit. Do it as a favor of our friendship. Teddy, Junior. I think you'll get more from this than you first think." A group of scantily clad women come and pour the six of them shots of tequila. "I declare a toast, to a new day for the 187!" He says as his boys raise their glasses and declare "For the 187!" Then they throw their shots back. "So uh....where's your glass, Mistah War And Peace!" Teddy asks staring at the glassless Senturion. "I won't be taking my drink yet. You see, I want to first have a glass with a certain someone. After all we have much to discuss." He turns to the camera. "I've united my troops. Why don't you bring yours and have a round with me?" He pats the empty eighth chair next to him. "I saved you a seat...Carl." the video fades to black.

They played with him as need be or let him be if he wanted. If anyone wanted to go in the water they would rotate or take Gabby to the caregivers and let them decide. All was forgiven, and they had a good time overall. Soon everyone cleaned off, showered, and went out for dinner together. Gabby sat between his friends and they played a bit even if they were supposed to be more adult at the moment. While they waited for food to arrive Maxie started looking at his phone. Gabby was talking up Ashley, but soon Maxie tapped him on his shoulder. When he turned Maxie took Gabby to Carl. "Uh....I think you both are supposed to see this." Maxie said nervously. He holds up his phone to show a paused video. The video title is the real attention grabber. "187 Meet About The Principality."

"Pwomise?" Gabriella asks as he sniffles and rubs his eyes. Between the playing, sun, and crying after some form of a traumatic experience, Gabriel probably could use a little nap in the shade.

He shook his head and hugged his daddy. "No like." He just nestling him and clinging to him. He was having fun when everyone was playing in the sand, so they don't exactly have to leave yet.

Gabby didn't verbally respond. He did peak out of the stall he was in when he had heard his daddy's voice. He mostly was trying to see if daddy was alone. He didn't really want to see anyone else at the moment. He was scared and hurt. He was mentally vulnerable, something you strangely don't see from Gabby.

Inside Gabby sat in one off the stalls sniffling and crying. He shivered scared. He wasn't just scared. He seemed to be traumatized. Does he have a fear of drawing or something? What could have caused this even?

"Nuh uh!" He shakes his head vigorously. The two decide to go trial by fire and try to pull him towards the waters. As he got closer Gabby started panicking and sweating. "No. No! AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" He screamed bloody murder and threw the two to the ground before running into the changing room as fast as possible.

Yeah, Ashley is in water and she's doing just fine. Gabriel is actively glaring at the ocean though. I-Is he shaking. Ohhhhh maybe he just doesn't know how to swim. Makes sense given where he's from. He probably doesn't understand that the water is shallow for quite a ways.

Gabriel crawls behind his daddy's leg and hisses. He clings tightly digging his nails in Daddys leg and hiding his face there. He's acting strange. He only ever gets like that when someone tries to put his makeup on him.

Maxie, Gabby and the girls ran around playing in the sand. Boris and Lauren drank bears, read in a chair, or relaxed in the cool air and warm sun. Lauren offered Carl a drink. Gabriella played mostly with Maxie and Ashely. Making sand castles, and picking up sea shells, and overall having a good time. Soon, some of the other littles started playing in the ocean water. "Let's go join them!" Maxie said. "Yeah, I was getting a bit hot anyway!" Ashely said before they ran off. Gabby just stayed there. He didn't run after them. In fact, it almost looked like he was moving further away from the water.

It was a two piece swimsuit that had showed off his diaper quite a bit. "Mew~" He said cutely as he was being dressed. He even was licking his own arm. Being a pretty little kitty.

He hands Lauren the bag and gets out of the spaghetti strap dress he was wearing. Then struggles trying to get his training bra off. He has actively not been consistently dressing or undressing himself in nearly half of a year. His struggles make the girls giggle.

"Th-thanks." He says and walks over to them. "Uh,....um....Miss Lauren. My daddy said to let you get me dressed." He says as he looks around at everyone. All eyes on him. Up close, it feels really different than being like 35 ft away from the nearest crowd member.

Gabriel peaks around the corner, and sees her. He waves to Ashely, Lauren, and all the other women shyly. The soon to be 19 year old blinks and slowly slides out. Gabriel has literally fought lions, and tigers, and bears. But these are female versions. That's different. Much scarier.

Gabby yelped "EEP!" Pretty much confirming that it's him. The other girls look out from where they're getting dressed. Gabby shook nervously. He wonders if Ashley is still getting a diaper on. What will she look like in a swim diaper? Will she be in a one piece or a two piece. Blood is rushing to his cheeks.

Gabby skips off with his diaper bag over to the ladies dressing room. He can move surprisingly nimbly in sand. Especially for someone from Empire. Lord knows you're not going to the beaches there. He walks into the women's changing room, and just his luck he walks in on Lauren changing Ashley. "HUFF!" Gabriel gasped and ducked around the corner poorly hiding physically, and poorly hiding his embankment. Why did he do that? He's seen Darla, Jess, Grandmama, and Madison naked before. But seeing Ashley felt different. Back with the boys Maxie was playing and fanboying about the Princess while Boris offers Carl a beer. "I can't wait to see Gabby in the tournament next week! He seems like he's recovered from that injury a whole lot!" He says excitedly.

Some of the others had arrived already. It was kind of an odd experience. In Sunshine State the beach is easy to go to. However, it was only their group on this section. They managed to pay for a private section of the beach. It isn't huge due to price, but it's big enough that the littles should be able to enjoy being little without scrutiny. So far, it was only Boris and Maxie there. Maxie was on a towel getting put into a swim diaper by Boris. A human acting like a caregiver to an anthro, you don't see that every day. Though come to think of it, Boris was going around assisting Lauren at the Little meet up a few weeks ago. So, maybe he's a daddy without an official little. "Maxie!!!" Gabby ran over excitedly and get down and hugged his friend. "Hey, Glad you two could make it! This little guy was ready to call a search party to make sure you two didn't get lost." Boris stated while laughing, causing Maxie to blush. "Lauren is changing all the girls in the changing room. You can send Gab in to her." Gabby looked confused "That otay?" He asked scratching his head. Boris chuckled. "Go ahead, most of them can't really tell what your gender is if they knew where to look. They'll be fine." Gabriel looked over to Carl for his imput, orders, and if said orders were to go, then he'd need his diaper bag.

The next couple of days were spent training, doing therapeutic exercises for Gabby's back, and preparing for Saturday. Soon, the day had come and Gabby seemed excited, at least at the prospect of getting to see everyone.

Gabby sits back and marinates on all of this. WrestleFest will be in the Spring, just after the tournament likely. No rest for The Princess. For those who don't know, also known as the audience. WrestleFest is, well as the name implies it's a wrestling festival. It's a weekend where many big indie promotions, and big league companies come to one city and put on top quality shows. So many shows happening causes a lot of crossover and audience spill over. Creating opportunities for promotions to gain new fans, or get really good box office. It's also very lucrative for wrestlers who will take multiple bookings or get invited to multiple events across the weekend. So, far Gabby has no bookings for WrestleFest, but that could change very soon. Gabby and Carl say goodbye to MOOSE and BAR at the airport before heading home themselves. They have a lot to process and go over. Plus, they have to prepare for their beach trip this weekend with the little community. It will definitely be a good time to clear their minds.

Principality rolls out of the ring and are helped to the back. Gabby is looked after, but as he's taken to the trainer, he doesn't look sad. He doesn't look down. He doesn't even look frustrated. He looks motivated. This pretty kitty is ready to sharpen his claws on his foes. He's going to start next week with Andre Evans. Everyone gets paid and Gabby and Carl are about to take their buddies to the airport. "Hold it!" A monkey with Grey hair in a suit hurries over to them. "Pretty good match. I've actually been tracking each of you through the indies." They look him over and Gabby says "You're Rick Bishop. One of the famous and infamous promoters in wrestling history." Rick gives a cheeky smile and thumbs up "And happy to be. Listen, I'm gonna be hosting of Wrestle Fest this spring, and I want to invite each of you there. I know some promotions have already booked you two for the event. "He points to BAR and MOOSE, "But, I want to get the opportunity to place an up and coming faction on the card. I have a few stables in my back pocket." Gabby glares at him "Who would ever work for you again. How many companies have you run into the ground?" Rick holds his hands up "I know I know, I haven't had the best luck over whole companies, but as a promoter one to one, I have been behind some of wrestling's most iconic moments. People still hit me up for big time events. Like say, some of your buddies from the Empire. How does a six on six Street Fight sound against 187?" Gabriel goes wide eyed at that. BAR smirks "Street fight huh? I'm down." MOOSE grunts "Depends on the pay." Gabby steps forward. "Six on Six. That would mean...." Rick smirks and says "187, all of 187. Including someone you should be familiar with." Gabby glares. "I want proof." To which Rick replies. "You'll get it. In the mean time, call the maid, and the aces." Rick walls away. In the car Gabby explains to car who 187 is. "Remember in the Empire Young Wrestler Tournament? I fought a cat in round two named Angelo Oscero. He was more known for Tag Team wrestling. That tag team is actually 187, a Latino gangster style faction. Angelo is actually part of the third and youngest iteration. The original 187 went on to become indie legends and top level champions in national in the US. The second iteration didn't have as much success but comprised of Mexican and Puerto Rican legends. To do a six on six fight all three iterations would have to agree to work together." He explained.

That kind of makes her even less sympathetic. She is someone who fears modern achievements, and uses her own false judgments even if it does her daughter no good. It's incredibly uncomfortable, and I wish nothing but pain for this character.

He attacks MOOSE, stopping him from reaching Gabby. Kruger pounds on him over and over, but MOOSE stands up fighting through pain. Gabby gets the tag and throws Kruger to the ropes. Gabby runs parallel, so when he comes back, he jumps as Kruger is lifted up by MOOSE to hit an Assisted Elevated Cutter. Gabby goes for the cover to put this match to rest "One-Two-Thre-" just before the ref's hand can come down for the three Andre Evans springboard dropkick MOOSE in the back making him fall on Gabby, and thus breaking up the pin. Gabby rolls off, and picks up Kruger. He gets him on his shoulder going for the lawn dart. However, mid run he falls to a knee. His back still hurts when trying to lift someone. Especially after being tossed around. He tries to fight through the pain, and lifts his opponent again, but this time, mid run, BlackJack comes out of nowhere, and Pounces the imperial princess. He frustratedly tosses Kruger aside, catches BAR mid air and slams BAR on Gabby. Then when MOOSE runs in to make the save, BlackJack somehow pops him up onto his shoulders and hits a Pop Up Samoan Drop onto BAR and Gabby. Putting the weight of a human, a moose and a rino on top of Gabby. Then when Kruger gets up and shoves BlackJack, BlackJack Choke Bombs Kruger onto the pile. "START THE PIN!" BlackJack barks at the ref. The ref hesitantly counts as Kruger lays lifeless on the pile that is Principality. "O-one...T-two....Th-th-three!" The ref calls for the bell. Kruger's theme plays but he's not conscious enough to hear it. The only one left standing in all of this carnage is the Rhinomo BlackJack. Can he be stopped?

That inadvertently got Kruger as well. So, all three of them are down outside of the ring. The ref has comepletely lost control of the match. BlackJack leaves the ring and goes to pick up MOOSE. However, BAR isn't to far behind, and he hits a springboard crossbody. BlackJack catches BAR in the air, and is about to toss the human, but Kruger grabs him and starts yelling at him for throwing MOOSE on him. While they're distracted, and Gabby and MOOSE are dazed, Evans runs up and hits a Springboard Shooting Star Press on all of them. All 6 competitors are down outside of the ring. With MOOSE and BlackJack being the legal men. The ref has no choice but to start counting both teams out. Evans gets up and starts trying to get BlackJack up. Gabby didn't take the brunt of the dive so he gets up and is trying to get MOOSE in the ring. The two smallest competitors struggle rolling the two biggest competitors into the ring and both get to their corners reaching for the hot tags. (5)

The mother sounds like an awfully person. Threatening to ruin her child's life over a bedwetting issue. That's crazy toxic.

The big MOOSE came in and Andre tried to run at him, but MOOSE popsbhim into the air and flips him for a Back Body Drop. Evans cringes and holds his back before standing Andre up, throwing him to the ropes, and when he comes back, MOOSE pops him up in the air tries to hit a pop up powerbomb, but it gets reversed into a Hurricanrana. Evens tries to take control by double stomping the big MOOSE on his back before hopping on the ropes and doing an Inverted 450° Splash onto his back. He rolls MOOSE over to try and pin him. "On-" MOOSE didn't even let a one count happen before launching the Koala off of him. He gets to a knee as Andre charges at him. MOOSE pops him in the air and slams him down with a Pop Up Powerbomb. MOOSE now goes for the cover. "One-Two-break up!" Kruger and BlackJack come in and breakup the pin. Gabby comes in clotheslines himself and Kruger to the outside. With BAR and Evans down, this just leaves MOOSE and BlackJack standing in the ring. Time for big meaty men slapping meat. The two charge at each other and actively repell off of each other. They both try to clothesline each other but neither of them fall. Then they move back and charge into each other. Test both went for a headbutt and cranked heads. Sending them both down. Three men down in the ring. One down on the apron. The ones still standing and Gabby and Kruger who are throwing each other into tables and metal objects outside of the ring. (3)