-A quarter of the the Lunacy intro plays before static begins to file in, as a camera is on the floor, showing a black combat boot. It is picked up aggressively, revealing The Sword in all their glory. Diane Ditzbrose looks at the camera with lowered eyebrows, before grinning at the camera and shoving her face into it-

Ditzbrose: I'm Diane Ditzbrose!

Drollins: Beth Drollins here….

Reigns: -quietly- Rosely Reigns…

Ditzbrose: -directly in the camera- We are THE SWORD! And up until last night, we had been listening to person after person MAKE THEIR EMPTY THREATS...if you wanna find out what happens, -gritting her teeth- WHEN YOU THREATEN THE SWORD...ask Lightning Dust...ask Twilight Sparkle...ask sweet little Fluttershy-

Drollins: Justice! Justice is what happens-WE, are the harbingers of justice, in EWF. There are many perpetrators of injustice, and we have dealt with three of them...SWIFTLY...and EFFICIENTLY…

Reigns: Your actions...they forced our hand…

Drollins: Sunseeeet...you think you're protected, hiding behind all those suits and business skirts like Luna and Swirlinaitis?

Reigns: And what about you, Cadance? You went from a psychotic, untamable fury...to a helpless victim last night...now we didn't do that, but we could do muuuch, MUCH worse…

Ditzbrose: Just 24 hours agoooo! At Frontline, The Sword, brought the blade, and JUSTIIIICE...was served! But injustice...never sleeps...and The Sword's mission...never ceases.

Drollins: Tonight, we continue our cleansing of the EWF, forcing injustice out…

Reigns: One beatdown….one triple-team powerbomb...AT A TIME. Believe that….and believe in The Sword….

-The camera is placed down on the ground as the three pairs of combat boots walk off, the Lunacy intro picking up where it left off-

*THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE...OHHHHHH…*

-The usual pyro WM+1's itself into the eardrums of those watching at home and those in attendance, as we are back in the Lunacy Asylum for another unforgettable evening of EWF action-

Crowd: E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF!

Garble: Hello one and all, and welcome to another exciting edition of Monday Night Lunacy!

Ahuizotl: Tonight, the fallout from Frontline, the EWF's most phenomenal pay per view to date!

Garble: You're damn right! I was watching it at home, and the effort put forth by all of the wrestlers BLEW ME AWAY. From the triumph of Scootaloo, to the upset tag team championship win by Babs Seed and Sour Tooth, from start to finish, Frontline was a spectacular show.

Ahuizotl: And as you heard at the start of the show, one very special part of Frontline...was the debut...of The Sword.

Garble: Oh man, 'Zotl, I had GOOSEBUMPS! The Sword went to WAR with Twilight, Lightning Dust, and Fluttershy, and they had what is absolutely the most impressive debut so far in the EWF. Drollins, Ditzbrose, and Reigns DEMOLISHED all three of their opponents, one at a time, no waste in motion. It was frightening, but also incredible at the same time…

Ahuizotl: The Sword, indeed ARRIVED last night at Frontline. All the other superstars in the back, though, should heed their words very carefully. We can't deny that they aren't the real deal anymore, and if they say they are after fresh meat, then The Sword will have a new victim by the end of tonight!

*Only perfection around…* -there are massive boos lingering throughout the arena as general manager Luna's theme plays-

Ahuizotl: Oh no….-sighs- is it really necessary that we have to listen to all these kiss-asses?

Garble: Unfortunately so...at least we don't have to be worried about being fired for saying this stuff now that Mr. Rich is back.

Ahuizotl: That's true. He loves us!

Madden: Ladies and gentlemen, please WELCOOOOME….THEEE SYSTEEEEM!

-Luna, Star Swirlinaitis, Sunset Shimmer, Shining Armor, Snips, and Snails all walk to the ring in that order as the fans shower them with boos. Sunset rubs the bulge in Shining's pants, causing it to grow as they walk up the steps-

Garble: Last night was an overall successful night for The System. Sunset retained the Eternal Women's championship in an UBER physical match with Cadance.

Ahuizotl: There was one blemish, however, and that was the fact that Shining Armor RAN AWAY from Flash Sentry after literally doing NOTHING in order to obtain a victory over him.

Garble: He did SOMETHING, he tried to end the man's career. It was a disgusting something, but I'd expect nothing less of Shining Armor…

-The System enters the ring, Luna and Swirlinaitis being handed mics-

Luna: Last night, was yet another resounding success for the Equestrian Wrestling Federation...it was Frontline, -tries to talk as the fans drown her out with chants of "We Want Filthy"- which featured the most impressive debut in EWF history thus far, when The Sword stepped in the ring with three of the biggest athletes on Lunacy, and came out on top.

Swirlinaitis: But we would just to take a quick second to dissect with The Sword said at the top of the broadcast….if you want to still have a job here in a month, you will stay as FAR AWAY from the Eternal Women's champion, Sunset Shimmer, as POSSIBLE. -Sunset nods as Shining Armor kisses her neck. The crowd boos- Because if you intend on taking the fight to us, then The System will chew you up...and SPIT you out into nothingness, just like you were before me and general manager Luna gave you a chance!

Luna: -nods- Frontline also showcased YOUR Eternal Women's champion, Sunset Shimmer, in her very first title defense, which climaxed in the most brutal onslaught we have seen out of any superstar thus far….PROVING...yet again, why me and Mr. Swirlinaitis, made the RIGHT choice by making her the FACE of the EWF. Congratulations, Sunset! -She hands the microphone to Sunset as she and the rest of The System applaud the dominating champion-

Sunset: I deserve every one of those claps. And all of you in attendance should be showing respect to me! -mega boos- Last night I proved why I am the single most deserving, resourceful, and above all us…..the GREATEST champion, that the EWF will ever see!

Crowd: THAT'S YOUR OPI-NION! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT'S YOUR OPI-NION! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT'S YOUR OPI-NION! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Shining: -takes the mic out of his girlfriend's hands- THAT'S NOT OPINION YOU ASSHOLES! IT'S FACT! Look at what this woman did to Cadance! No, really! The replay for Frontline airs tonight after Lunacy, call your local cable provider and witness TRUE DOMINATION! Hop onto and take a look at the photos of Cadance's BACK after Frontline! It's whipped to hell, all because she got in the way of the most beautiful….most SEXY….most SULTRY woman in the WOOOORLD! -Sunset giggles, accepting Shining's tongue with her own- MMMMM! You won't be seeing Cadance for a long time, SAME FOR FLASH SENTRY! They're both LOSERS, just like all of you! -more boos as Luna takes the mic back-

Crowd: SHUT THE FUCK UP! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SHUT THE FUCK UP! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SHUT THE FUCK UP! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Luna: Thank you, Shining. I have been coming up with the plans for the next pay per view, which will be titled: Uprising, and will be held on May 22nd. -crowd cheers- If you like that, you'll be sure to love this! -smiles- At Uprising, Sunset Shimmer will defend the Eternal Women's championship AGAAAINST….nobody. -crowd boos-

Garble: Is she...is she kidding?

Ahuizotl: I'm pretty sure she's serious….

Garble: Where the hell did she get her business degree? In a can of TUNA?

Luna: Now before you all go knocking my decision, let me explain...this is not being done to protect Sunset Shimmer, no...Sunset Shimmer does not need PROTECTING. No, this is being done because...at the moment...there's simply NOBODY that fits the criteria of being a WORTHY challenger for the Eternal Women's championship…-more boos-

Swirlinaitis: -puffs his cheeks inwards and shrugs- It's true. Look, 8 superstars that are worthy are in the Crater Chick championship tournament….they can't compete for the title because they already have that obligation. Cadance is out as of right now and let's face it, she's had her chance. Turf and Silver Spoon are already being given a rematch at the Chick Combo championship tonight against Fluttershy and Lightning Dust.

Luna: And speaking of the new Chick Combo champions, they are fresh off of a stinging loss last night against The Sword. As for the women who beat them, they haven't been around long enough to be deserving of a championship match.

Swirlinaitis: Soooo, when you really go down the roster and analyze everybody, there just….isn't anybody that adds to being a worthy contender for the Eternal Women's championship. -boos-

Crowd: TWI-LIGHT! TWI-LIGHT! TWI-LIGHT! TWI-ILIGHT!

Luna: -ignores the crowd- With that in mind, also at Uprising, a NEW Crater Chick champion will be decided, as we witness the finals of the Crater Chick championship tournament take pl-

*No chance in heeeeell…* -Luna closes her eyes and sighs as the crowd erupts-

Ahuizotl: Not so FAST!

Garble: Nothing is final until the CHAIRMAN of the EWF says it's final!

-Filthy Rich walks out onto the stage with a microphone, acknowledging his loyal fans by spreading his arms and putting a palm over his forehead, looking out at all of the rabid Lunatics in attendance-

Filthy: Well well WEEEELL, this is a surprise….

Crowd: FIL-THY RICH! FIL-THY RICH! FIL-THY RICH! FIL-THY RICH!

Filthy: -grins widely- This is what I can't quite understand...I don't get how you guys, the ones who spout about knowing what's "Best for Business," can't shove your own personal desires to the side and give these terrific fans what they want! -cheers-

Luna: We are giving them what they want, sir! We've come to the ring and we are running down the plans for the next big show right in front of them! We are interacting with them on a most personal level!

Filthy: AaaaaaaHAHAHAHAHA-SHUT UP! *phlem* -serious eyes as the crowd cheers- Luna! I am getting really sick of this! First of all, you completely shunned me out of your "planning period…." when was it? Why was I not invited, or even INFORMED of what you had in mind for Uprising?

Luna: Well, I….I-

Swirlinaitis: We uhhhh...must've forgotten to include you, sir!

Filthy: Well gee….I'm hurt, I really am...but what is funniest to me...is the fact that you two think I'm going to allow Sunset Shimmer to sit out a title defense?

Luna: There aren't….there isn't anybody she can fa-

Filthy: Do I have to say it again? -there is a long pause as Luna gulps, taking a step back as Filthy Rich stares a hole through her- I'm well aware that many members of the roster are tied up with current events...but I can guaran-damn-TEE you that one of those women would GLADLY remove themselves from the tournament in exchange for a shot at the Eternal Women's championship! They've ALL earned it! Scootaloo, after the most inspiring performance I've ever seen last night…-the crowd cheers majorly- Rarity, after being screwed TIME after TIME. Not only by The Sword, but by your very own golden egg-laying goose of a champion as well! -gestures towards Sunset- Even AMAY WYTHYST -the crowd immediately cheers loudly- I don't know a damn thing about her except she's a hell of an athlete, and she's deserving enough to challenge for the title! -the cheers continue-

Crowd: YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY!

Filthy: And it sounds to me like the crowd knows it, and they WANT it! -cheers- ANYTHING is better than skipping a title match altogether, just because she's your little pet project-I DON'T GIVE A DAMN! I DON'T CARE! A champion that doesn't defend their championship, is like a little league soccer player without a cup! It just doesn't add up! Regardless of whether you like it or not, doesn't cause me to lose sleep at night. I don't make these decisions to benefit MYSELF...I make them to benefit THE FANS, and before I came out, they made it loud and clear who they want to fill that oh-so important spot at Uprising. I had her mind myself, actually, but hearing the fans ask for it so...so unanimously, made it all too obvious in my mind. For that reason, at Uprising, Sunset Shimmer will INDEED defend the Eternal Women's championship at Uprising, when she takes on...TWILIGHT SPARKLE! -the crowd cheers once again, as The System begins losing it in the ring-

Luna: Why, sir?! She lost last night, too! Sunset's the one who BEAT HER to win the title!

Filthy: You just answered your own question….sure, she may have lost last night, and Sunset MAY have been the one to take the title from her, but rather than look to the future, I can't help but reminisce about the past from time to time, and one thing jumps out at me when I do so….that is the fact that Twilight Sparkle NEVER got a REMATCH for the Eternal Women's championship. -cheers-

Garble: That's right!

Filthy: Until now that is, because I just gave it to her.

Luna: This is a big mistake, sir!

Filthy: Awww, no Best for Business stamp of approval? News flash, Luna...this is MY company! I don't need YOUR approval! All I need is the approval of the FANS! -the crowd cheers- And it looks like I've got it, so TaTa for now. -Filthy smirks as he exits the stage, leaving The System to re-strategize their thinking for the month-

Ahuizotl: The tables have been turned on The System! Sunset Shimmer isn't coming out of this month unscathed!

Garble: Either she fights for her title, or she loses it.

Ahuizotl: Even if she DOES fight, she may still succumb to Twilight in her official rematch at Uprising!

Garble: If that happens, the only people that will feel bad for Sunset will be the ones who handed her the title in the first place. This whole scenario is poetic!

Ahuizotl: We'll be right back on Monday Night Lunacy!

-Commercial-

-We return from the break as Snips exits to stand on the apron, leaving Snails in the ring as Overdrive and Vultarian enter the ring themselves, preparing for this impromptu matchup-

Ahuizotl: During the break, exclusively on the EWF App, in a fit of rage, general manager Luna inserted Snips and Snails into a match to kick-off the show.

Garble: Those goofs were so confident in themselves, they issued an open challenge for any tag team in the back, and Overdrive and Vultarian have accepted.

Ahuizotl: They're way better wrestlers than they are commentators, and tonight they're teaming up for the first time since...well, we beat them…

Garble: Let's face facts, 'Zotl...we wouldn't have stood a chance if Flash didn't interfere.

Ahuizotl: True. And I should stop bringing it up before they overhear me and challenge me to another match….

Garble: If that happens, I got your back….we'll die, but I'll die while I got your back.

Ahuizotl: Thanks….

Match 1: Overdrive & Vultarian vs SLIME

-7 minutes later-

-Vultarian has Snails on the top turnbuckle in his corner. He drives his elbow into Snails' neck before perching himself on the top of the ring post-

Ahuizotl: We know Vultarian's a highflier, but what the hell is doing up there?!

-Vultarian leaps off the ringpost, flipping himself over Snails as Overdrive slaps him on the shoulder, driving him back first into the mat-

Garble: SUNSET. FLIP. POWERBOMB! (or as he prefers it to be called, the Buzzard Bomb) Snails is in trouble!

-Overdrive then ascends to the top rope himself, looking out into the crowd as their cheers rise in anticipation-

Garble: Oh God….you'd better move, Snails!

-Snips tries to interfere in the match, but Vultarian leaps onto his shoulders and sends him over the ropes and to the floor with a Hurricanrana, meanwhile he grabs the ropes to save himself the fall-

Ahuizotl: He's part man...part machine...but -Overdrive flies off the top rope- AAAALL HIGHLIIIGHT REEEEL -he connects into Snails' ribs- SHOOTING. STAR. PRESS!

Garble: MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE, BABY!

*1…...2…...3!* -the bell rings as Vultarian enters the ring with the fans going nuts-

Madden: Here are YOUR WINNEEEERS...VUUULTARIIIAN...AAAAND OOOOOOVERDRIIIIIVE!

-Vultarian meets with Overdrive, helping him to his feet as a hand of each meets in a celebratory gesture-

Garble: That might never get old, 'Zotl. A man of Overdrive's size should NOT be flying off the top rope, let alone FRONT-FLIPPING in mid-air!

Ahuizotl: He should NOT be able to do it, but he DOES. Overdrive drops our jaws again, as he and Vultarian are vict-

-Both Ahuizotl and the victor's celebration is cut short as they are knocked to the mat-

Ahuizotl: What the hell?!

Garble: It's...DWIGHT DAWSON! AND XAVIER KENDRICK!

-Dwight Dawson loosens his tie as Kendrick drops to his knee, getting quick shots in on both Overdrive and Vultarian. Bill Nyeker arrives at ring-side, yard stick in hand, laughing joyfully-

Ahuizotl: And there's the mastermind, Bill Nyeker! He's instructed his students to pounce on Vultarian and Overdrive, but WHY?

Garble: They were victorious in a BIG upset over NION Lights at Frontline, and now they've set their sights on another popular male tag team here on Lunacy!

-Nyeker shouts hectic instructions at his pupils, as Dawson picks Vultarian up in a Powerbomb state, Kendrick climbing to the top rope and jumping off, flipping himself over Vultarian in a fashion similar to him, but instead he wraps his arm around his neck and brings both Vultarian and himself crashing into the mat-

Ahuizotl: Urrrr! A huge Overcastle by Xavier Kendrick!

Garble: Dawson the muscle, Kendrick the agility, and Bill Nyeker the BRAINS….that's one dangerous force right there!

-Kendrick gets to his feet, and turns around into a back body drop, executed by Overdrive. The fans cheer as Overdrive blocks Dawson's strikes and slams him into the corner, kneeing him in the gut and then shoving him back first into the turnbuckles a half dozen times-

Ahuizotl: Overdrive's a dangerous force by HIMSELF, though! He's strong, HE'S fast, and I would say he's SMART too!

-Overdrive backs up, preparing more punishment to Dawson, but the sneaky Kendrick crawls over and grabs his boot, stopping his momentum-

Garble: Kick that rascal away! Take him out so they don't take YOU out!

-Overdrive turns around and picks up Kendrick, holding onto his neck and slapping him across the face-

Overdrive: STUPID! -he picks up Kendrick in a Gorilla press slam position and walks around the ring with him, but when he turns towards Dawson he gets ran over by him with a massive Body block-

Ahuizotl: OHO MAN!

-Overdrive drops Kendrick, but Dawson is there to catch him in his arms and lay him down safely on the mat. Kendrick nods towards him with a smirk-

Garble: As big as Overdrive may be, there was no way he wasn't going done after that!

-Dawson climbs to the middle rope now as Kendrick drags Overdrive into position with all his strength-

Ahuizotl: Speaking of BIG, Dwight Dawson is quite the big man…

Garble: And speaking of DOWN, he's about to go THEEEERE! -Dawson leaps off the middle and splashes into Overdrive's stomach- Ahhh…...

Ahuizotl: Vultarian and Overdrive have been DEMOLISHED by these two scholars...but the reason I can't figure out!

-Bill Nyeker enters the ring, applauding his students and raising their arms in the air to the crowd's chagrin-

Garble: I'm not sure of what all Bill Nyeker's been teaching these two, but it sure looks like he's given them a lesson or two in making an impact.

Ahuizotl: Or sneak attacking…

Garble: That too, but you can't deny that they've never been at a better spot in their career until he came along! They may be getting booed, but at least they're finally getting a reaction.

Ahuizotl: That may be so, but the reaction will quickly turn to cheers once Overdrive and Vultarian have a shot at redemption!

*Interview Area*

Silver Shill: Ladies and gentlemen, I am being joined by one of the women who up next, will compete in the first round of the Crater Chick championship tournament...Rarity.

Rarity: Hello, Silver! -friendly smile-

Silver: Rarity, you've been out of action for several weeks with what our medical staff diagnosed as a stinger. -she nods- How has that affected your mindset heading into this tournament, and do you feel you are going to have to work harder in it as a result?

Rarity: Well, it was my first injury in the wrestling business. That usually might make you think differently about the way you move around in the ring. Some might change their style, others might wear more protective gear as a way of avoiding future injuries...but I? Nothing about my approach to wrestling has changed. I'm still confident in my abilities, and if you believe in yourself, you've already won.

Silver: Very nice, and very true. My other question was….are you at all worried that The Sword could show up during your match with Flitter? Either during it, before it, or after it?

Rarity: There's always a chance for those ruffians to rear their ugly heads, but I can promise you that they won't catch me off guard like that again. I am not taking them lightly, don't think that, because if they get me alone in that ring, I'm going to be injured again. But The Sword has made so many enemies since arriving here, I know my back will be watched. Anyway, I am focused on this tournament right now. I've had a match for the Crater Chick championship before, when Sunset was champion, and I was so close to edging out the win, until I had it ripped away from me. This time, though, it's any woman's game. There are 8 fierce and determined women vying for that championship just like me, but I assure you, I am the fiercest, and most determined out of all of them, because I've had that championship in my fingertips, figuratively speaking. By the end of the month, however, I will be speaking LITERALLY. I AM 100 percent, and I am 100 percent POSITIVE that I will be the NEXT...Crater Chick CHAMPION! -she walks off, flipping her hair with sass-

-We cut back to the arena as the song "Nebulous" by Vovabs begins to play-

Madden: The following, is a FIRST ROUND contest, in the CRAAAATER. CHAAAMPIONSHIIIP...TOOOURNAMEEENT, aaand..is scheduled foooor ONE FAAAALL! Making her way to the ring, accompaniiiied...by CLOOOUDCHASEEER! From LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 122 POOOUNDS...FLIIIITTEEERRR!

-Flitter begins walking to the ring, slightly holding her neck as Cloudchaser worriedly walks behind her-

Garble: And if you missed it, Flitter is holding her neck because last night, Giz Hero, her love interest I suppose, inadvertently upper-cutted her as she argued with Rumble in one of the four corners.

Ahuizotl: Flitter has done some nasty things in the past, but last night she was actually trying to do something GOOD. Rumble was going to whack Giz with a steel chair, and Flitter sought to protect him. It was a nice gesture, but it wound up hurting Flitter more than anybody else.

Garble: And then Cloudchaser, for whatever reason, slapped Giz, causing Rumble to strike with the Beauty Shot, and retain his beloved championship.

Ahuizotl: I think Cloudchaser thought Giz had done it on purpose...I have no idea why he would've, but-

Garble: All women are NUTS, 'Zotl! They don't need a reason to do all this crazy shit, they just do it to make a scene! Giz is already screwed…..

Ahuizotl: Whoa...speaking from experience? -Garble silently grumbles- Well, the Carnage championship is not the focus right now. The focus is on the Carnage championship, -Flitter grabs a mic- and by the end of the month, the title will be vacant no longer.

Flitter: I may be hurting, but I have INSISTED on competing tonight! I dedicate not only this match, but my eventual championship victory to Giz Hero, the sweetest and most beautiful man in the EWF! -Flitter smiles as sweetly as she can as she sets the mic down, glaring at Cloudchaser as she raises an eyebrow at her words-

Garble: His career is over, 'Zotl! He's attracted the wrong kind of attention!

Ahuizotl: WILL YOU STOP?

Garble: ALL WOMEN ARE POISON!

*Everybody's starry eyeeed…* -the crowd cheers are they hear that music on Lunacy for the first time in nearly a month-

Madden: Aaaand HER OPPONENT! From LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 118 POOOOUNDS….RAAAAAARITYYYYYYYYYY!

Ahuizotl: One of the most beloved athletes here on Lunacy! Rarity is back in action!

Garble: She's had classic matches with the likes of Colgate and Sunset Shimmer on this very show, and now she's returned to fabulize the Crater Chick championship!

Ahuizotl: She's been close to it before, but Rarity says her second opportunity will be the last one she needs. Come hell or high water, injury won't set her back!

Garble: She sounds as focused as she's ever been, which she'll need to be if she wants to survive this tournament, and claim her prize.

-Rarity slaps hands with the fans, kissing one lucky 10 year old boy on the cheek before walking up the steps. She looks back and winks at the boy as he is flipping his shit, showing off to his friend-

Ahuizotl: Awww...how sweet.

Garble: YOU GO, LITTLE DUDE! He's never going to wash that cheek!

-Rarity poses on the top rope, the crowd cheering immensely as Flitter's neck hangs out to the side as Cloudchaser whispers strategy or gossip, whichever to her on the apron-

Garble: What I find interesting is that one of these gals just got off an injury, while the other one seems to be suffering from one as we speak.

Ahuizotl: Good point, and we don't know the extent of Flitter's. Her neck could be on fire, or it could just be stinging a little.

Garble: Either way, an injury is an injury, and Rarity would be smart to target it. It's Flitter's fault for wanting to compete tonight. Filthy Rich would have given her a week to rest up and put another tournament match on the card in its place.

Ahuizotl: It's a bold move, but it could turn into the wrong move very quickly. We shall see. I give the young woman credit, though. It can't be easy.

Garble: It's always easy to admit that you're hurt. We as humans are naturally stubborn, though.

-Rarity moves some excess hair out of her face as she and Flitter circle around each other. The bell is rung and that sends them into a lockup-

Match 2: First Round Crater Chick Tournament - Flitter w/ Cloudchaser vs Rarity

-5 minutes later-

-Rarity snap mares Flitter onto the mat in a seating position, giving a nice kick to the back of her neck with the toe of her boot. Flitter screams in agony as she keels over onto her side, the crowd OOOOH'ing at the impact-

Ahuizotl: Good GRAVY! She's taking your advice, Garble. Rarity's trying to aggravate Flitter's neck injury even further!

Garble: Rarity can be vicious when she wants to, especially when a title is at stake!

-Rarity brings a knee down onto Flitter's neck. She holds it there, pressing down more and more as Flitter grunts and whines, finally reaching over and grabbing the middle rope. Rarity gets to her feet and puts her hands up before the referee can count-

Ahuizotl: You think she was being too kind there in not waiting out the referee's 5 count?

Garble: Eh, not really. She did way more than enough damage with the dropping of the knee, as well as pressing down on the side of Flitter's neck. This is classic dissection of a wounded body part.

-3 minutes later-

-Rarity has Flitter sitting again. She places one hand on the side of her head and the other on the jaw and cranes her neck to the side, sending Flitter into an excruciating fit of kicks at the mat-

Garble: There we go! Rarity has her opponent on the receiving end of a MOUNTAIN of pain, 'Zotl!

Ahuizotl: And this is a similar hold in which Fleur De Lis made Rarity PASS OUT last month. She was applying an enormous amount of pressure on the neck, and it was too much for Rarity to handle. This match could end the same way!

Cloudchaser: COME ON, SIIIIS! -she begins pounding on the mat as a way of getting the crowd involved in helping get Flitter out of the submission hold. When only a handful of people do it, the rest sitting on their hands because FLITTER A HEEL, Cloudchaser gets frustrated-

Ahuizotl: What the hell does Cloudchaser expect? She and Flitter aren't known for being good guys…

Cloudchaser: -turning around to address those not in support of her sister- Screw you all, then! -the crowd boos as she gets onto the apron, whistling to get the referee's attention- Oh, reeeef~ My neck hurts toooo! -she whines- Could you rub iiiiit? -she pouts-

Ref: If you get off the damn apron I will! -he runs over to admonish Cloudchaser, giving Flitter enough time to rake the eyes of Rarity, causing her to let go of the painful hold-

Ahuizotl: And how desperate can you be?

Garble: As desperate as you want when a possible shot at a championship is on the line! Condone it I do not, but applaud I will! -claps-

Ahuizotl: I won't applaud that kind of gesture, but it's definitely smart.

-Flitter slowly gets to her feet, and though she is hurting, hooks her arms around both of Rarity's and levels her with her Dragonfly Suplex!-

Ahuizotl: Full Nelson suplex! There's a bridge! Shoulder's down-and Rarity kicks out!

Garble: Must have taken a lot out of Flitter to execute that DRAGON Suplex. That may have been the best shot she could muster.

-Flitter has to grit her teeth as she gets back to her feet, as she had to land on her neck in order to hit Rarity with the Dragonfly Suplex-

-4 minutes later-

-Flitter goes for her finisher, the Flitter Flip (standing moonsault side slam), but she is distracted by the appearance (and sound) of Rumble as he begins walking down the ramp-

Rumble: Flitter! Flitter you're HURT! You come backstage with me!

Ahuizotl: Get this tool out of here! She's trying to win the damn match!

-Flitter pushes Rarity to the mat, walking up to the ropes and yelling at Rumble-

Flitter: I'M ABOUT TO WIN, RUMBLE! GO AWAY!

Rumble: No! No I INSIST you come backstage with me! Forget about this tournament! Your well-being is most important to me! -much of the crowd boos, causing Rumble to scowl at them- Oh be quiet, you uggos. This is between me and my friend Flitter! -more boos-

Ahuizotl: Oh yeah right! You're jealous that she's getting a chance to be successful like you!

-Cloudchaser walks over to Rumble, looking him in the eyes super seriously-

Cloudchaser: Rumble...you need to LEAVE. This is a big opportunity for my sister, and nobody is going to ruin it for her!

Rumble: I'm not trying to ruin anything, Cloudy! I'm looking out for her!

-This conversation continues at Flitter turns her attention back to the match, where Rarity is waiting for her with one of her signature moves, Beautification!-

Garble: Uh oh! Flitter's down!

*1…...2…..3!* -the crowd cheers as the bell rings. Cloudchaser and Rumble look to the ring to see that Flitter wasn't the one who was victorious-

Cloudchaser: DAMMIT NO! -She balls her fists in rage, but by the time she turns towards Rumble, he is already halfway up the ramp, tip-toeing backwards-

Ahuizotl: Oh like he actually cares! First he costs his so-called "friend" her chance to become Crater Chick champion, and then he doesn't even stick around to console her!

Garble: I don't blame him. Cloudchaser looks ready to breathe fire!

Madden: Here is YOOOUR WINNEEEER...RAAAARIIIITYYYYY!

Ahuizotl: And rightfully so! Her sister just had the biggest opportunity in her career thus far TAKEN away from her!

Garble: I do not know what Rumble's true intentions were, but I do know that his mere showing up took Flitter off her game, and that was her downfall in this match.

Ahuizotl: She says she had it won, and who knows if she did, but she was fighting through the pain of her injury suffered last night, and it sure looked like she was locking in her spot in the second round. It just KILLS Rumble that anyone in his circle other than him could gain any remotely significant momentum in this company!

-The referee raises Rarity's hand, who is grinning thankfully. She leans down to tend to Flitter, but Cloudchaser is having none of it. She storms into the ring and boots Rarity in the head for her troubles, sending her out to the floor, the crowd booing-

Garble: Yeesh...guess we know how upset she is.

Ahuizotl: There was no reason to take it that for...once again, Cloudchaser takes her anger out on the wrong person. RUMBLE is the one that deserved that kick to the head.

Cloudchaser: Are you okay sis? I'm SO sorr- -Cloudchaser is grabbed by her aerodynamic hair as Rarity re-enters the ring, seething. The crowd explodes with cheers as Cloudchaser's pupils widen-

Garble: Uh ooohhhhh! Bad move!

Ahuizotl: REALLY bad move, REALLY bad!

-Rarity hoists Cloudchaser up into the air and then DROPS her into the mat with her Sequin Special!-

Garble: The Sequin Special! Rarity, making Cloudchaser pay!

Ahuizotl: Congratulations to Rarity. She secured her spot in the second round of the tournament, as well as handing out the quickest batch of revenge I've ever seen!

Rarity: -leaning down and addressing Cloudchaser, who may or may not be knocked out- This is the thanks I get for trying to assist your sister? Hmph. No matter…-she smirks- Perhaps I at least HELPED in giving your attitude an ADJUSTMENT.

-The crowd sounds off with chants of "RAR-I-TY" as the dignified grappler bows before leaving the ring with her head up high-

Garble: Rarity, classy even in laying severe punishment on those who get in her way, on her road...to the Crater Chick championship.

-We go to commercial with a shot of the twin sisters both lying hurt in the ring-

-Back from commercial, a camera spots Cloudchaser and Flitter, both dazed after having it taken to them in the previous segment, walking backstage, an arm of each draped across the other's shoulder for support-

Flitter: -clearly out of it- You didn't have….Rarity was trying to….ehhhh…

Cloudchaser: I know, I know...I might have overreacted because Rumble pissed me the hell off. I'm starting to see it your way, sis...that kid has a lot of growing up to do…

"Oh! Do I now?"

-The camera pans over to Rumble, with his arms crossed, Bulk Biceps standing behind him-

Rumble: The NERVE of you two….it's as if...simultaneously, you both just want to give me as many kicks in the crotch as humanly possible….

Cloudchaser: -growls- You hypocrite….

Rumble: HOW? For trying to show COMPASSION for one of my dear friends?

Cloudchaser: If you actually cared you would've kept yourself backstage, nose in your little phone and given Flitter the opportunity to make something of herself!

Rumble: Make something of herself? She has all the time in the WORLD to do that! She's HURT. She interjected herself into my match and GOT HURT. I don't want to see her hurt in the first place, but every alarm went off when I found out she would be COMPETING.

Cloudchaser: Drop the act! You say that, but the VERY first thing you did after beating Giz Hero was POSE IN THE RING with your title, as if that's the most important thing in the world to you! Remember who got you that title in the first place...US. If it wasn't for us, maybe your head wouldn't have gotten so big, maybe you would actually act like you're 5'10, rather than 10 foot tall!

Rumble: -gasps dramatically- I am APPALLED. My ability ALONE got me to where I am! You girls were in that handicap match SURE, but I was smart enough to bring my phone, and I won the match!

Cloudchaser: You won the TITLE, but we ALL won the MATCH. But yet, it's all about YOU. You never even thanked us! Not only for setting you up to use the phone, but for all the moral support we gave you! It was a team EFFORT, Rumble. You didn't do ALL the work!

Rumble: It IS all about ME! I am the CARNAGE..CHAMPION! I am the LONGEST reigning champion in all of the EWF's history! I AM A BIG DEAL! I'M THE BIGGEST DEAL AROUND!

Cloudchaser: You're….you're unbeLIEVEable!

Rumble: I know! That's why I'm champion!

Cloudchaser: You're still champion because I helped you last night! I don't even know why I did it!

Rumble: Because you realized Giz Hero isn't the man he pretends to be! He was USING Flitter to build a trust, so that she would turn on me and cost me the Carnage championship!

Cloudchaser: Maybe he was, maybe he wasn't. I don't know the answer. All I know is that my sister is hurt, and that you're an egotistical DOUCHEBAG that needs to get off cloud nine!

-Giz Hero walks up with a sweat towel, eyeing Rumble-

Hero: You need to leave, Rumble, before I LEAVE you laying…-Rumble turns around in a huff, his bodyguard following. Giz leans down, feeling Flitter's chin with his hand- Are you alright, Flitter?

Flitter: -smiles angelically- I am now….

Hero: -smiles back, standing back- Do you want me to take her to the trainer's room?

Cloudchaser: -sighs- Th...thanks for the offer, but….we both, especially Flitter….need some time for ourselves…

Hero: O-okay. Totally understandable.

Cloudchaser: Thanks. -begins pulling Flitter away- Come on, sis. Let's get you taken care of….

Flitter: G-Giiiiz….nooooo….I want to...be with him!

-Giz looks on sadly as Flitter faintly kicks at the air-

Hero: I'll...I'll come check on you later!

-Giz is knocked to the floor as Rumble smashes him in the side of his head with a forearm-

Rumble: CHECK ON HER? YOU'RE GONNA CHECK ON HER? TO HELL YOU ARE! -He kicks at Giz's ribs- I'll be sure to send her some company in that trainer's room, though! News flash...it's gonna be YOU! -He gets on his knees and begins whamming a fist into Giz's forehead- Don't you know that girl's need their space?! I suppose that concept WOULD be foreign to you, seeing as how this is the first time a girl's ever had interest in your PATHETIC LOSER LIFE -Rumble is caught off guard as Giz's teeth show in a snarl and his eyes widen. Before throwing another punch, Rumble is head-butted furiously by Giz, who gets back to his feet and begins brawling with the champ as some blood begins trickling down Rumble's forehead-

Giz: WE'LL SEE WHO'S PATHETIC! GIVE ME A REMATCH FOR THE CARNAGE CHAMPIONSHIP!

Rumble: -shoving Giz away as he falls on his ass- You've had your chance, Uggo! BACK OF THE LINE! -he tries to kick Giz below the belt, but Giz grabs his foot with one hand before grabbing the other foot-

Giz: After all the training I've put in, there's NO WAY I'm going to the back of the line! -Giz lifts Rumble in the air by his feet, swinging him into some walls around the perimeter as referees begin piling in to break these two up-

Referee: PUT HIM DOWN, GIZ, PUT HIM DOWN!

-A slew of referees step in, Giz dropping Rumble on the floor before being pushed away. Other referees check on Rumble-

Referee: Are you okay, Rumble? -Rumble says nothing as more blood races down the middle of his head. His breathing is heavy as the blood reaches his open mouth, dripping down from the top lip and resting on his lower lip-

Garble: -whistles in shock- ….Wwwwwow. What an exchange between Rumble and Cloudchaser…

Ahuizotl: And I felt so bad for Flitter, the way she was put in the middle of that. Poor girl could barely form sentences!

Garble: This is….this is a really intense situation we've going on between these four….

Ahuizotl: And it gets more personal with each passing week! Giz Hero is ABSOLUTELY deserving of another championship match, but we know Rumble wants NO part of giving it to him.

Garble: We'll have to rely on the general manager or Mr. Rich to let us have it, then, because now, more than ever, I'm PUMPED to see these two different styles, these two different men...go at it in the ring.

-The feed is sent to the general manager's office momentarily, where Luna and Swirlinaitis are standing in front of the camera-

Luna: You know what, gentlemen? We agree. The saga of Giz Hero and Rumble is one that simply cannot end on such a low note, as it did last night.

Swirlinaitis: For that reason, and we KNOW everyone, including Mr. Rich will approve of this...we think it is in the BEST interest, for their to be a rematch at Uprising.

Luna: It will now be made official. Rumble, will defend the Carnage championship...against Gizmo-mm, Hero. Giz Hero.

Swirlinaitis: Because THAT'S….what's BEST for BUSINESS! -cheesy smile and a thumb's up, Luna giving a glance towards her associate and a cheerful nod. Before the camera can cut away, a knock on the door is heard. Caught off guard, Luna and Swirlinaitis turns towards the door- Come on in!

-The crowd boos as Thunderlane arrogantly strolls into the GM's office, holding out his hand with a smirk-

Thunderlane: Mr. Swirlinaitis…-he shakes- Ms. Luna…-she shakes- What do ya got for me?!

Luna: Umm….-quizzical look- Well, good afternoon Thunderlane. Welcome to Monday Night Lunacy.

Thunderlane: Yeah yeah yeah. Now that the welcome wagon's over...I'm the biggest guy you could've traded for. -clicks his tongue as he dusts off his right shoulder-

Luna: -amused- Really?

Thunderlane: -almost shocked that she doesn't agree- Well, heh….yeah. The best business decision you two have made so far is handing over that goof Sandow for ME. I mean, that's like trading in a pile of crap, for a pile of gold. -smirks again-

Luna: -looks at Swirlinaitis with a "this guy" look- It's not that we're...doubting you.

Swirlinaitis: No, absolutely not. -points at Thunderlane- You're the very first World Brawler's champion!

Thunderlane: -holds out his arms and raises his head, almost awaiting more compliments- That's just part 1, thooooough! I'm ready to make even MORE history on Monday nights! I can feel this show getting more and more prestige every second I'm here!

Luna: We appreciate your enthusiasm...buuuut, that's just it….you alluded to your Sublime days being part one….

Thunderlane: Mmmmmhm! Part One of the greatest success story in AAAAAAALL of wrestling!

Luna: So that would make...Lunacy...part two, no?

Thunderlane: I….suppose so, yeah.

Luna: If that is the case, then you are beginning a new chapter here on Lunacy-

Swirlinaitis: -interjects- And we're glad to have you.

Luna: But with a new brand….comes new beginnings. You can run down all of your accomplishments on Sublime, but that means nothing here, because you're starting over.

Thunderlane: -pauses and digests this before nodding- Makes sense, makes sense….-suddenly smiles- So I'm thinking I can face Rumble tonight for the Carnage title.

-Luna and Swirlinaitis partake in a laughing fit as Thunderlane's smile drops to a look of confusion-

Luna: It's NOT that easy, Thunderlane. I know my sister has no clue on how to run a wrestling program, but we have our wits about us over here on Lunacy.

Swirlinaitis: For one, your brother isn't going to be able to compete after what just transpired with Giz Hero...secondly, as Luna said...you are on a new show...and with that, you are going to have to EARN your place here-

Luna: Just like you did so on Sublime...only it will be more difficult.

Thunderlane: Sooooo...no title match?

Luna: Not a chance.

Thunderlane: Number one contender's match then?

Luna: Tell you what...we approve of your attitude. We're thinking that you like to flaunt your skills just as much as you do your accomplishments, right?

Thunderlane: Oh, you BET! And I've got nothing but skills!

Swirlinaitis: In that case...tonight, you'll be given a chance to prove yourself in your debut match, as well as show a whole new audience, filled with peers and fans, what exactly you can do. You will be the number one contender down the road, we have no doubt, but until then, you'll be facing the CURRENT number one contender….Giz Hero. -the crowd cheers as Thunderlane shrugs, going back to his smirk-

Thunderlane: I guess that's the next best thing, then! ….ALRIGHT. I'm gonna show Celestia why she's the biggest bonehead in wrestling for getting rid of ME. -he shakes his new bosses' hands once again- Thank you for your time, my new favorite Authoritative figures. I'll have your paychecks that much thicker by the end of the night. -he gives a salute before leaving the office-

Swirlinaitis: If he makes THAT happen, I'll name my second son after him!

Luna: Mr. Swirlinaitis...you don't have any children…

Swirlinaitis: ….I'll let HIM be my son, then! -Luna shakes her head as we go back to ringside-

Garble: Ah, office humor….my favorite.

Ahuizotl: Speaking of favorites, what a great match we have on tap tonight, as a fan favorite in Giz Hero takes on the debuting Thunderlane!

Garble: Well, debuting on Lunacy, that is.

Ahuizotl: Of course. Thunderlane is one of the most recognizable faces in the EWF. Trading him has changed the game for us!

Garble: The first ever World Brawler's champion will brawl tonight with somehow he MIGHT not want to duke it out with…

Ahuizotl: If it's anything like the brawl we just saw between Giz and Rumble: 1. It should be a treat, and 2. You're right. Giz is one of the most skilled brawlers we have, utilizing the Uppercut, whether it be in the corner, or springboarding off the middle rope, as well as a wicked forearm as his favorite means of inflicting pain on his opponents.

Garble: We also saw he can land a brutal headbutt; just ask Rumble! This is not going to be a fun first night for Thunderlane, but if he can survive, he'll have something else he can brag about.

-We cut to the backstage area to see Diamond Tiara walking through the halls with her head down, and her arms joined at her crotch, the Lunacy theme playing in the background-

Garble: After her war with Scootaloo just last night at Frontline, a match we will never forget, Diamond Tiara is set to address the EWF universe next. Man, she looks distraught…

Ahuizotl: And is she coming to the ring...ALONE? This should be interesting!

-Back from commercial, Diamond is already walking to the ring as her music plays. The crowd peppers her with boos, but there aren't as many as usual. She looks around the arena solemnly as she makes her trek up the steps-

Madden: Please welcooome...DIIIIAMOOOND..TIIIIARAAAAA!

Ahuizotl: Though she was unsuccessful in the Three Stages of Hell match against Scootaloo, we learned a ton about Diamond last night.

Garble: We've seen her in the past as a bully, but last night, Diamond was straight up NASTY, unleashing a hellish and merciless assault on Scootaloo, and even her friends Maud and Berry when they showed up.

Ahuizotl: But we also learned that while she may whine and throw a fit, she is extremely resilient, and can handle just as much of an onset as she can dish out.

Garble: I feel that match is going to be so instrumental in bringing both of those girls to the absolute peak of our business. They aren't even girls, as it was discussed last night….they're WOMEN. Two incredibly ambitious and vicious WOMEN.

Ahuizotl: Ambitious AND vicious. I like it! But yes, Scootaloo and Diamond were at the TOP of their game. I've never seen an encounter quite like the one we witnessed last night.

-Madden hands Diamond a mic, and for once, Diamond doesn't immediately tell him to buzz off. She actually nods to him, before standing in the middle of the ring as whatever boos are alive die down-

Diamond: My name...is Diamond Tiara…-there are many crowd boos, which Diamond acknowledges by nodding at- I expected that, and I deserve every one of those jeers. -the boos stop, leaving many fans puzzled- Normally, someone of my caliber, my mystique would start sounding off on you fans. They would put you down for continuing to boo them, even after they had just been in the most intense and unforgiving fight of their lives the night before. And that is a fact...last night at Frontline, me and my mortal enemy, my SWORN nemesis Scootaloo competed in the very first Three Stages of Hell match, and there is no exaggeration when I say that many times in that match I felt like my body would give out at any second. At some points I couldn't breathe, at another every one of my bones felt on fire...but yet my pride would screw me over, screaming at me, "you can't quit! You're too good to quit! You're DIAMOND TIARA! Your father, your MOTHER TAUGHT you not to quit! YOU'D BETTER LISTEN TO THEM! DON'T DISAPPOINT THEM, YOU LITTLE BITCH!" My head would begin throbbing as my conscience FORCED me to continue with the match, no matter how much I wanted to give in...because my conscience...it was right. I was bred to be successful. My father, a highly-regarded businessman now an entertainment MOGUL, the head of soon to be a BILLION DOLLAR wrestling corporation! And my mother….the finest jewelry crafter with over 3 THOUSAND clients who made...just the most SPECTACULAR accessories you had ever SEEN. But nobody cares about that and I get it...if I were one of you I would be wishing this girl would shut up and get to the point...so I'll do that.

During the match, SPECIFICALLY the I Quit match, there were many, MANY times where I had Scootaloo EXACTLY where I wanted her...a sly smirk spread across my face, and I enjoyed beating the HELL out of her defenseless self….maybe a little TOO much. It was to the point where some might consider the sensations I was feeling in my body upon brutalizing Scootaloo...EUPHORIC, and I would incline to agree. There is such a….a VISCERAL feeling you get when you tear apart somebody to loathe so much….why not look at it from my opponent's point of view, though? Scootaloo came into that match with an opportunity that very few people get, and that's the chance to finally take out all their pent up aggression...on those that have hurt them. Whether it be a bully, or in some cases...a loved one. Make no mistake about it, though...me and Scootaloo are FAR from loved ones. I had been bullying her, chastising her since the 3rd grade, and last night, after all those years….Scootaloo got to do to me what I had been doing to her since day ONE. Now me? I thought it would be simple. I didn't even think Scootaloo would've scored one of those falls, but I was hoping she did...to both my surprise, and my delight, she grabbed Turf's Boss Knuckles. A bit later, she had bled. I was initially upset that I wasn't the one to spill her blood, but I quickly cheered up when I realized what that meant….it was time for the I Quit match…

I consider myself a very creative mind, and every second I was coming up with new scenarios on how I could mangle the body of Scootaloo. Like a slideshow images of a battered and torn Scootaloo zoomed in my mind, ZIP ZIP ZIP. I had the utmost pleasure of tormenting her with steel steps and kendo sticks and my besties. Then came the handcuffs….the most perfect situation I could come up with. She was fastened to the ring ropes, and I was free to do whatever bodily harm I pleased. She wasn't going anywhere, after all. She could kick, but every time her feet when in the air I SLAMMED THE KENDO STICK RIGHT INTO HER RIBS. She would kick again and I BASHED THE MICROPHONE INTO HER SKULL, blood pouring out of her forehead, my excitement rising by the second. I had never felt such a rush! Finally! After all the abuse I've given to this little flea over the years she would finally BREAK AT MY OWN HANDS. She would QUIT. I would make her QUIT! I had done so many vile things to this girl but she had never given in, UNTIL NOW! SCOOTALOO WAS FINALLY MY BITCH!

…..but….Scootaloo didn't quit…..-looks down at the mat- Everything I threw at her, she….she threw it right back at me, twice as hard to be honest. I was stunned. I didn't know she had it in her. This cocky little daredevil I had been in control of for so long was finally fighting back, and I couldn't stop her! She remembered everything bad I had ever done to her and she did it right back to me! All this anguish and pain I had caused her was now MINE for the taking! I didn't want it but that didn't matter, I was given it anyway! So much pain, so much frustration finally, at long LAST was rectified as Scootaloo...beat me. -major cheers- And not only did she beat me, but by the end of her relentless assault….I had quit. -more cheers- The funny thing was, it wasn't because of the physical pain, no...because Scootaloo….Scootaloo took it one step further...she threatened to destroy what was most precious to me...-she takes it off of her head- my diamond tiara….she knew I was stubborn, and I didn't like being hurt, but as long as I was breathing, I would do all I could to inflict more pain on her. It was vile, it was heinous, it was disrespectful….just like me. And just like all the things I had done to her since I had known her. Bullies target people's emotions, and last night, after all the emotional distress I had put her through...Scootaloo got back at me in the worst way imaginable. And not just that...Scootaloo beat me. -cheers-

Which brings me to why I'm out here. As I was taken backstage, I had tears in my eyes, death-gripping my tiara, but I never complained...not once. I didn't throw a fit, or a tantrum, or curse Scootaloo for all she had done to me, because there were no excuses….I lost. I quit. I had never quit in my life, not at anything. School was boring and I didn't think I was learning anything, but I didn't quit. Cheerleading gave me the opportunity to show that I was better than about 15 girls, so of course I'm not gonna quit that. All in all, nothing had made me quit until last night...and it was the person I wanted to quit more than anything. No my brat-like personality didn't come out. Instead, I sat down, and I thought. I thought long, and I thought hard. I've still been thinking all day, and I just realized something about 20 minutes ago…..

It's okay to quit. Because I remembered back to a faithful day, when the stock market quit. Daddy had no choice but to sell his business, and that's how he got the money, and the time to open this place. My dad quit. He didn't have a choice, but he could've fought it out until the very end. I don't fault him for that, though, because what would be the point? He was gonna lose anyway. That's what made me come to the conclusion that it's okay to quit. It's even better to quit after you know you've given something everything you had. I also found out that it's alright to admit when you've lost. Last night, Scootaloo was the better woman. I'm also going to admit something else, but I'd like Scootaloo to come out first before I do so. I'd like to say this to her face.

-There is a pause, before "Out Of My Way" by Seether hits, the crowd coming alive. Scootaloo walks to the ring normally, as this is not the time to pump up the crowd. She enters the ring, and Diamond actually fetches a microphone FOR HER. Scootaloo does not say anything, though. She allows Diamond to continue speaking-

Diamond: Scootaloo...I just want to put it out there that...you've always been the better woman. -the crowd gasps in unison, before clapping. Scootaloo's mouth slightly drops- It's true. You've always been the better friend, the better wrestler, and above all else….the better person. -more cheers- I can admit this, and I feel fine in admitting it, because after losing to you last night, my ego toppled me. All of my ego, all at once, piled on top of me. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't see. But after taking in my loss, and calmly breaking down everything you did to me, my eyes were opened...opened to so many truths I had never realized. And once I could see, my breathing came back, as well. Scootaloo, this is probably the most overdo action ever on this planet…..but...I'm sorry. -whistles and cheers are met by the thousands, as Scootaloo continues to look at Diamond Tiara, slowly digesting what she had just heard-

Now it seems like a lot of people are behind that statement, and I'm truly grateful for that. But I'm sure there's some people out there that are saying, "oh, she's full of crap! This is all just a dirty scheme by the Queen of Mean herself!" And if you think that, I absolutely wouldn't blame you. I am not expecting forgiveness from ANYONE, ESPECIALLY not you, Scootaloo...and I don't NEED forgiveness. I just...I just had to tell you that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all those years I made you feel like the most worthless thing in the world. You and your friends. You know this, though, but I'm going to tell you anyway...you AREN'T worthless. You've helped me more than anybody besides my parents ever have! And you did it in a DAY! I owe...I owe SO MUCH to you, and….-she begins tearing up, as her voice cracks- and I just don't know how to thank yooouuu!

Crowd: WE FOR-GIVE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* WE FOR-GIVE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* WE FOR-GIVE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Diamond: -finally smiling for the first time tonight- Thank….thank you! Thank you guys SO MUCH….it means...it means the WORLD to me. -turns towards Scootaloo- But I can't make this prevalent enough...I was told from such a young age, by my father, my mother, and by anybody else that they were close with, being other family members or associates, that I was special...and I'm sure that many parents have called their child that, but I….I took it literally. I had numerous nannies and butlers tending to me when my parents weren't home, which was much of the time, and all that attention got to me…I started to believe that I was a cut above everyone else around me, and by the time 3rd grade started, which was when you moved to Loneyville, I had some….some perverse and sickening desire to show everyone how much better than them I was, by any means necessary...of course, the means resulted in me being a cruel, CRUEL little girl...a little girl that showed no compassion, no respect to anybody but myself, and my parents. And then...and then mom di-ied….-Diamond is practically bawling at this point- To commemorate the impact she had on my life, I decided I would live my life like she did. I would...I would be fearless, and strong, and would show the whole world how special I was...my mom knew it better than anyone, and soon...the whole world would, too! I only wish I wasn't such...such a naive little girl...if I wasn't so naive, I could see that my mom was those things; she was fearless and strong, but she was also humble, supportive, sweet...so many other good qualities that I never picked up from her...instead I was manipulative, and sour, and I took advantage of everybody I could, and that's...that's….that's WRONG! That isn't what my mother wanted! She wanted me to be the best I could be, but not at the expense of everyone else around me!

-Diamond drops to her knees, as Scootaloo has a "shit this is sad" face now- I have….I have so much to answer for, and this...this is the only way I knew how to staaart…

-Scootaloo leans down, holding a hand out. The crowd cheers as Diamond looks at the hand and at Scootaloo with her lower jaw extending out, tears flooding her face by the second. Scootaloo appears to be crying, as well. Diamond accepts the hand, being brought back up to her feet-

Scootaloo: It'll….it'll take a while...hell, it could take FOREVER for me to forgive you. But your words...they feel so...so real...this is the right first step, Diamond...I'm proud of you...and so are your dad, and your mom…

Diamond: -smiles tearfully- Thank yooou….thank yooouuu-whooo….I'll get better...this may sound weird, buuut...I want to just like YOU, Scootaloo!

Scootaloo: It's not weird. -smiles- It makes me feel ecstatic...you have no idea how incredible this makes me feel! I'd love to put everything behind us!

Diamond: Let's start over….-puts her hand forward- Hi, I'm Diamond Tiara…

Scootaloo: -shakes it- I'm Scootaloo!

Diamond: -closes her eyes as tears continue to pour out- Thank you….

Crowd: ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH!

-The two look at the crowd before looking at each other, almost asking "you wanna do it?" with their faces-

Diamond: I've been fighting you since I've known you with hurtful words and crappy tactics...I agree with them. Let's have a match, not to hurt each other, or to get back at the other...but a friendly match. Let's simply see who the better wrestler is.

Scootaloo: That sounds great. I'm tired of fighting just to fight!

Diamond: And with this Crater Chick championship tournament, we have the ability to fight for a prize.

Scootaloo: -nods- ….How about we meet in the finals, then?

Diamond: I like that...I'd like that very much!

-They shake on it, the crowd cheering and then chanting "YAY"-

Diamond: I'm glad you guys like it, too...we'll leave everything out there, just like last night! -Scootaloo turns to leave, but Diamond stops her- WAIT! Just...one more thing…-she turns towards ringside- Can...can I have a chair, please? -she is soon brought a chair, Scootaloo looking puzzled- Thank you...last night, Scootaloo, the thing you did that made me think the most, was when you threatened to destroy my tiara…

Scootaloo: I knew you would quit if I put your tiara in harm's way. I know how much it means to you.

Diamond: -nods sadly- It was a gift from mom before she died...the problem is, I found out last night, is that this tiara...it's...it's a cancer to my soul...when I would put it on, it would remind me of just how superior I was to everyone else. In reality, though...it's just a present...it's just a freaking present from my mom! It wasn't meant to make me feel high and mighty...mom made JEWELRY! Of course she would give me jewelry for a present! -more tears are shed between both parties- I don't need this to remember my mom by...I know she loved me...I know that she wouldn't want me to wear something that made me feel different from everyone else. For that reason….-she sets the tiara down on the mat- I must eliminate everything from my past...including this...this tiara was symbolic of how I once was...a confused, and nasty little girl...this simple piece of headgear changed my entire outlook on life, and now that I have a new outlook, I can't allow my past to weight me down anyMORE! -Diamond raises the chair high in the air before crashing it down onto the tiara. Scootaloo looks on in shock as Diamond repeatedly smashes her once beloved item over and over again. The chair begins bending, but in due time, the jewels from the tiara are knocked off, falling to the mat. The tiara becomes dented, rhinestone after rhinestone being smashed beneath the weight of the chair.

After all is said and done, the tiara has been destroyed, the weapon in question not looking so good itself. Diamond drops to her knees again, throwing the chair outside the ring. She looks at the shattered tiara, closing her eyes-

Diamond: Mom...forgive me….I'm sorry for using the last present you ever gave me in vain...I'm sorry for...for wearing it for all the wrong reasons...I've ruined it! I RUINED IT! All the work you put into it was for NOTHIIING!

-Scootaloo sits down next to Diamond on the mat, putting an arm around her. Diamond's eyes open-

Scootaloo: I know she forgives you. You can only make it up to her by becoming a better person.

Diamond: Yes….you're right. -smiles- You hear that, mommy? I'm going to behave well now. I'm going to change….I'm going to make you PROUD. -She looks towards her new friend- Thank you, Scootaloo...thank you for making me realize my mistakes…-she kindly hugs Scootaloo, whom takes a while to return it, but ultimately does. The crowd could not be more supportive-

-Amidst all the warm and fuzzy feelings emerge the creepy piano keys, Scootaloo and Diamond being shown up by the appearance of the Wythyst Family and their eerie presence on the titantron-

Amay: ….We're here… -she blows out the lantern as the Family's fitting theme music plays.

Ahuizotl: Ladies and gentlemen...we just witnessed one of the most endearing and heartwarming moments in the EWF's history…

Garble: I don't know what to say, other than D'AAAAAAAW. What a speech by Diamond!

Ahuizotl: We've watched that girl for about 5 months terrorize the Lunacy roster...and now we get to be there when she starts over.

Garble: It'll be an absolute delight to follow it. Right now, though, we must focus on this first round matchup in the Crater Chick tournament.

Ahuizotl: Scootaloo supposedly has a new friend, but she needs to focus on Amay Wythyst, as well as her creepy family members lurking at ringside.

Garble: We saw at Frontline that Harper and Rowan are just as talented as their leader, as they mowed through Lyra and Bon Bon, a well-established team. Tonight, they will be in the corner of Amay, as she looks to move on to the second round.

-Amay sits down in her chair, blowing out the lantern. The lights come back on, the crowd coming alive with cheers. Meanwhile, in the ring, Diamond and Scootaloo share a look-

Diamond: Good luck, Scootaloo.

Scootaloo: Thanks, but luck is for losers. See you in the finals!

-Diamond nods, leaving the ring. She is blocked by Rowan, still honing her sheep mask, and Harper, who stares at her blankly-

Harper: Yeah yeah yeah yeah YEEEEAAAHHHH….. -Amay steps in between them, moving her disciples to the side-

Amay: Her time will come…-Diamond walks past the family in a fast pace, looking back a few times and wonder just what the hell Scootaloo is going up against-

Garble: Uhhhhh…

Ahuizotl: Yeah, there's nothing we can say about that.

Garble: Lucy Harper is….ERICKA ROWAN IS STILL WEARING THAT DAMN SHEEP MASK! ZOTL!

Ahuizotl: What?!

Garble: ….THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!

Ahuizotl: You do realize the show you commentate for, right?

Garble: YEAH, LUNACY! IT'S FUCKING NUTS! I'll never get used to this….

-Amay enters the ring, walking around the ring with a hunch as she cackles at Scootaloo-

Amay: I see you've been makin' some friends...that's NIIIICE. Will you be MY FRIIIIEEEND? I could introduce you to THE REAPER. EEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA!

Scootaloo: I'm not afraid of you….I'll be your worst NIGHTMARE.

Amay: Heh! Big talk from such a weak soul….

Match 3: First Round - Crater Chick tournament: Amay Wythyst w/ Lucy Harper and Ericka Rowan vs Scootaloo

Amay: ….RUN.

-Amay immediately runs at the corner, but Scootaloo moves out of the way, Amay crashing into the turnbuckles. Scootaloo then leaps over the top rope, landing on the apron. She springboards off the top rope as Amay tries to recover and wraps an arm around Amay's neck as she soars, sending her face crashing into the mat-

Garble: Springboard bulldog! Scootaloo's coming out of the gate SWINGING!

-Scootaloo makes the cover, but gets only a one count as Amay forcefully shoves her off of her and into the air-

Ahuizotl: More like springing! -chuckles-...I don't think Amay is going to be stopped THAT easily!

Garble: If anybody can do it, though, especially after her performance last night, it's Scootaloo!

-6 minutes later-

-Scootaloo bounces off the ropes, looking to connect with Stunted Growth. Amay is close to the ropes. Amay moves out of the way, and Scootaloo essentially hits the move on air. However, instead of simply bashing into the ropes and clunking to the mat, Scootaloo brings her arms through the middle ropes and grabs onto it-

Ahuizotl: OHHH! Look at this!

-Amay comes charging at Scootaloo, to which she lets go of the middle rope and quickly jumps out of the way, Amay falling through the middle rope and to the floor. The crowd applauds the acrobatic like maneuver-

Garble: This girl never ceases to amaze! What innovation in order to avoid crashing into the ring ropes!

-Harper and Rowan are by their leader in a jiffy, checking to see if she's okay. Scootaloo, as a result, climbs to the top rope, overlooking the entire Wythyst Family-

Ahuizotl: What is she going to do next?!

-As Harper and Rowan pick Amay up to her feet, Scootaloo soars off the top rope, front-flipping in midair and knocking into the Wythyst Family, sending them to the floor. The crowd flips out as Scootaloo, unlike her opposition, lands on her feet!-

Garble: SOMERSAULT PLANCHA! SCOOTALOO TAKES OUT THE WYTHYST FAMILY!

Ahuizotl: All she needed was Amay, but she went TWO steps further!

Crowd: SCOOT-A-LOO! SCOOT-A-LOO! SCOOT-A-LOO! SCOOT-A-LOO!

-Scootaloo picks up Amay in throws her back into the ring, flipping herself over the top rope and crashing back-first into Amay's stomach. She covers her, and gets a 2 count this time-

Garble: She's getting closer. Just one extra slap against the mat and Scootaloo's dream for a match with Diamond, with the Crater Chick championship on the line will still be alive!

-7 minutes later-

-Amay lifts Scootaloo up in a suplex position, but instead chucks her a third of the way across the ring as she is above her head. The crowd OHHHHH's as Scootaloo's body smashes into all three turnbuckles: her legs on the top, her butt/back on the middle, and her neck on the bottom-

Garble: The POWER of Amay Wythyst! Scootaloo may be done!

Ahuizotl: We never touched on the fact that Scootaloo was involved in a hellacious 40 minute plus match just last night, while Amay wasn't.

Garble: Amay Wythyst is dangerous enough when she's hurt….but tonight, she's FRESH. Still, Scootaloo already has the HEART of a champion. She just needs the gold to make it all the more worthwhile!

-Amay pulls Scootaloo away from the ropes, and as a testament to her heart, she kicks out at two and a half-

-3 minutes later-

-After a miscalculation, Scootaloo is dropped onto the top rope, her neck snapping into it. She rebounds into Amay's clutches-

Garble: This is baaaad!

Ahuizotl: Scootaloo's hopes are about to be shattered!

-Amay dips Scootaloo, and is about to kiss her, before an intruder enters the ring-

Ahuizotl: WHO THE HELL?

-Amay looks up, and is met with Twist, who is jumping at her. She knocks Amay to the mat, Scootaloo being set free as the referee rings the bell. The crowd boos as Scootaloo looks on in horror-

Garble: IT'S TWIST! GODDAMMIT IT'S TWIST!

-Harper and Rowan enter the ring and pull Twist off of their leader. Since she is unable to use her arms, Twist sweeps her capturers out by swiping her legs against the backs of their legs. Harper and Rowan plummet to the mat as Twist spears Amay, who has gotten up through the middle rope-

Garble: THEY DIDN'T FINISH THE JOB! THIS SUCKS!

-Twist begins pounding the crap out of Amay before Rowan arrives and pulls Twist off once again. At that same time, Lucy Harper dives through the middle rope, but Twist moves out of the way, Harper only making contact with her partner and sending them both to the floor-

Garble: DAMMIT GET HER! GET HEEEEERRRRR!

Crowd: PLEASE GO AWAY! PLEASE GO AWAY! PLEASE GO AWAY! PLEASE GO AWAY!

-Twist turns around and is popped in the mouth with a strong jab by Amay. Amay cradles her head, and looks to send her head first into the ring post behind her. Twist, again, breaks free, and shoves Amay into the post herself-

Garble: NO NO NO NO NO NOOOOOO! NOOOOOO! -pounds on the announce table-

Ahuizotl: TWIST IS BACK AND LESS OF A LOSER THAN EVER!

-Twist backs up before running forward and bringing her foot up, causing it to smash into Amay's head. The fans OOOOOHHHH and grimace at the impact as Amay slides down the post and onto the floor, Twist boot remaining on the post-

Garble: Alright...THAT was pretty cool! DAMMIT THOUGH….WHY IS SHE BACK?!

Ahuizotl: Because the Wythyst Family made her, out of ALL people an example of in their debut. This was only fitting!

-Twist crawls around Amay's now unconscious frame as Scootaloo converses with the referee in the ring-

Garble: She had to do it during such a great match, though?!

Ahuizotl: Maybe she could've been a bit more patient, but now the Wythyst Family knows even sooner, that they may have made the WRONG person a target.

Garble: It's TWIST, though! She's….she's so easy!

Ahuizotl: Doesn't look so easy now, does she? We've seen a new side of her, as she looks to exact revenge of the women who took her out over a month ago!

Madden: Your winner, by disqualificatioooon….AMAAAAAYYY...WYTHYYYYST!

-Scootaloo brings her hands over her face as she leans on the ropes, the crowd booing, not because Amay won, but because of how-

Garble: That's such bull….it looked like Amay was about to secure the victory, anyway, but we'll never know now! Scootaloo might have countered, or maybe even kicked out! I'm convinced now, that Twist should've at least waited until the match was over. I've got no problem with her wanting to come back, guns a'blazing, but Scootaloo just lost her chance to compete for the Crater Chick championship!

Ahuizotl: It's definitely heartbreaking, especially after the pact she had made with Diamond Tiara…

Garble: This SUCKS! I was hoping we would get one more match between those two, but Twist ruined it all!

Ahuizotl: As long as Twist makes the Wythyst Family suffer, she doesn't give a damn who else suffers as a result.

Garble: Well that's WRONG, and very much selfish! I hope the Wythysts bounce her head against some steel again at a later date, preferably as soon as possible! This time, though, I hope they take her out for GOOD. Great matches like that aren't meant to end in such anti-climactic ways!

-We go to commercial with the fans chanting "TWIST SUCKS" as Scootaloo contemplates her loss in the ring, on her knees as her arms lay over the middle rope-

-Back from commercial, we follow Scootaloo as she walks through the curtain, her head hung low and her hands at her sides. Maud and Berry are there waiting for her-

Berry: Son uva BITCH...I just know you woulda knocked that basket case's lights out if the match wouldn't have been thrown out!

Scootaloo: Yeah….maybe I should've accepted Diamond's good luck wish.

Maud: It's not anything to do with luck. Twist came out at the most awful of times. I knew I should've had Tom crush her when I had the chance…

Berry: If I ever lock eyes with that fugly cunt I'll rip off her peppermint pussy and super glue both pairs of her lips together!

Scootaloo: Guys! It's okay! I'll bounce back. Berry, you need to focus on YOUR tournament match next week. And Maud, you need to focus on...uhhh…

Maud: Me and Tom are going to a Spice Girls concert tomorrow night.

Scootaloo: Yeah! Focus on your date with Tom at the Spice Girls conc-...huuuh?

Maud: Yeah. You'd think it would be a rock concert, but you'd be wrong. I really really really wanna zig-a zig-ah.

Diamond: -appearing from the Land of Coincidentalbarginginonconversations- M-mind if I tag along? I'm a big fan of girl groups! -puts on a friendly, yet shy smile-

Maud: Sure. Tom could use somebody to fangasm when Scary Spice comes on stage. That's his FAAAAAvorite. Obviously, he can't do it, because…-she covers Tom's rock ears- he's a rock and cannot speak.

Diamond: -giggles- I would be happy to! Scary Spice is my favorite as well. Scootaloo, I just wanted to come by and say how sorry I am that you lost the chance to move on in the tournament…

Scootaloo: It's not your fault, Diamond. I guess it just wasn't my night….

Diamond: I'm most sad due to the fact that that means we….we won't be able to wrestle at Uprising….-frowns and hangs her head-

Scootaloo: -also frowns- Yeah…-perks up- I'll still be pulling for you to take my spot in the finals!

Berry: Are you fucking kidding me? You'd rather have the tramp that wanted you dead just one night ago to win instead of your loyal, beer-swelling buddy?! Are you fucking DRUNK?

Scootaloo: Calm down! I didn't say I wanted her to win the whole thing...just that I wanted her to be in the finals since I can't….

Berry: Hot damn, I hope she's in the finals, too! With ME...I don't trust this tramp as far as I can throw her, and I can throw her pretty far. She's been giving us hell for MONTHS, and I'll be damn if I ain't gettin' the opportunity of giving her that same hell back, en route to winning the Crater Chick title!

Scootaloo: Berry, ease up! You're making a big deal over nothi-

Diamond: It's okay, Scootaloo. Like I said, I don't expect to be forgiven right away. I've done nothing but terrible things to you three, and I plan to own up to my actions. Berry, Maud, I'm sorry for all the nasty things I've done to you these past few months.

Maud: Me and Tom forgive you. I'm tired of fighting.

Berry: YOU'RE A WRESTLER! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO FIGHT! And I ain't believin' a WORD you're saying, and I DEFINITELY am not gonna let you spout such nonsense to my friends! Take your lyin' ass back to Big Wig and Lady Lint and tell them y'all need to come up with a new scheme!

Diamond: Alright, alright. -puts her hands up- I expected this, and I deserve it. I'm sorry for making you mad. -smiles- See ya, Scootaloo. And I'll meet you tomorrow, Maud! -she walks off as Berry Punch crosses her arms, Scootaloo smiling back and Maud waving-
Berry: I'm sorry for snappin' guys, but you didn't really expect ME to give that brawd the benefit of the doubt, did ya?

Scootaloo: No, not really….but you didn't have to call her out right then and there!

Berry: Y'all are just gonna believe her THAT easily? After everythin' she's pulled?!

Scootaloo: I know I'm taking a chance here, but I believe that everybody else should get their OWN chance...a SECOND chance.

Maud: I agree. She sounded so sincere.

Berry: Maud, y'all don't know a GODDAMN thing about emotion, so shut up!

Maud: That hurt, Berry. That really hurt. I may not be big on the emotional side, but Tom sure is. He's more human than all of us combined. I asked for his take on Diamond's speech, and he said she's absolutely telling the truth. No fibs whatsoever.

Berry: It's good to know than in the year 2014 we're relying on ROCKS inform us of the inner workins' of someone's character! Jesus CHRIST WHAT'S NEXT? Y'all gonna consult the Magic 8 Ball?!

Maud: Already did. It said "ask again later" 47 times in a row before finally settling on "sounds about right."

-Berry storms off, leaving Maud and Scootaloo behind-

Maud: It's not my fault the Magic 8 Ball likes to take its time to think things through. It's more human than all of us, too.

-We then are moved to Filthy Rich's office, where he is conversing with Fluttershy and Lightning Dust-

Filthy: Yup, it's all set. In our next match, you girls will be defending your newly won Chick Combo titles against Turf and Silver Spoon.

Lightning: Those two are making a big mistake cashing in their rematch clause this early. Me and 'Shy have got something to prove after our loss last night, right 'Shy?

Fluttershy: -nods- The Chick Combo champions NEVER lose two nights in a row!

Lightning: Hahaaaaaa! There's the added confidence that comes with the title! Don't you worry, Mr. Rich. We will represent these titles WELL.

Filthy: -smiles- I have no doubts about th- -smiles even wider as his office door opens, Twilight entering it- Twilight! Good to see you!

Twilight: -smiles- Hello, Mr. Rich. Fluttershy, Lightning.

Fluttershy: Hello Twilight.

Lightning: Wassup? We're just getting ready to go have our first defense of the Chick Combo titles!

Twilight: I know you girls will do great! I just came by, Mr. Rich because...well, I'm having a bit of a difficult time understanding why I was chosen to face Sunset Shimmer at Uprising.

Filthy: Normally this is the time I would excuse Fluttershy and Lightning Dust, but I know you're all good friends so this doesn't have to be a private conversation.

Lightning: It'll be our little secret...even though the camera's rolling. -winks at the camera-

Twilight: -giggles- It's just...I LOST last night, as well as last Monday.

Filthy: That may be true, but if Luna is right about one thing, it's the fact that there just AREN'T any other people that could fight Sunset at Uprising. What struck me the most is that, well, you still haven't received your rematch for the championship.

Twilight: Yes, but Lightning hasn't gotten a FAIR shot since losing the title herself.

Lightning: -waves it off- It's true, but it's no biggie, Twilight. I've already got a championship, and I plan to defend it with pride, unlike Sunset, or...even the old me would've. This is a blessing, girl, so accept it!

Fluttershy: You can beat Sunset, Twilight! You believed in me when we teamed up to fight The Sword, and I believe you can recapture the Eternal Women's championship!

Twilight: That means a lot, girls. You bring up good points, Mr. Rich, but would you mind if I was...somehow given the chance to prove to MYSELF that I deserve this opportunity?

Filthy: -smiles- I knew you would ask for something like that. That is very respectable, Twilight. If that's what you want, how about in tonight's main event, you go one on one with the woman who beat you last week...Diamond Tiara!

Twilight: -nods in acceptance after a pause- I believe that's all I'll need to not only to prove to myself that I am worthy of a championship match, but also to send a message to Sunset herself. Thank you, Mr. Rich!

Filthy: Absolutely! And, with my daughter's newfound outlook on life, hopefully there will not be any chicanery that follows our main event….

-Twilight and Fluttershy hug in the office-

Fluttershy: You already do deserve the shot, Twilight, but I know you'll prove it to yourself as well!

Twilight: Awwww! -peeks her eyes out from above Fluttershy's shoulder, almost gesturing Lightning over with her eyes-

Lightning: Nuh uh….nuh uh I'm good!

-Fluttershy and Twilight laugh as the hug is broken, the Chick Combo champs exiting the office to head to the ring for their title match-

Garble: Well there you have it, everyone. We are now aware of what tonight's main event will be!

Ahuizotl: It's a rematch from last week, as Diamond Tiara battles Twilight Sparkle. Twilight lost by countout due to The Sword showing up and throwing her off of her game.

Garble: And speaking of The Sword, we still have yet to see any of them. Not even so much of a peep!

Ahuizotl: They are waiting for the right moment to strike, I promise you. Maybe this time it WILL actually be someone who has served up some sort of injustice, but I doubt it.

-Turf and Silver Spoon come out to new music ("Fastest Girl Alive" by CFO$), but the same amount of boos as always-

Madden: The following TAG TEAM conteeest, scheduled for ONE FAAAALL, is, for the CHICK. COMBOOOOOOOOO….CHAAAAAAMPIONSHIIIP! Introducing the challengers, at a COMBINED WEIGHT, of 280 POOOOUNDS! TUUUUURF..aaaaand SIIIIILVER SPOOOON!

Ahuizotl: The last time we heard the esteemed Madden announce these two as a combined force, they were the Chick Combo champions. My my, how things can change in a week!

Garble: It will take some getting used to, especially for the former champs. They have certainly kept themselves busy since losing them, though.

Ahuizotl: You're right. Last night, Turf got involved in a shouting match with Ace, and her and Silver Spoon interjected themselves into the Three Stages of Hell match.

Garble: And you can see the proof of that on Silver Spoon's forehead. She tried to cover it up with lord knows how many pounds of makeup, but those are indeed 14 stitches, given to her as a result of a miscommunication with a ring bell.

Ahuizotl: Scootaloo also had to get 17 stitches, so both intruders and actual match participants both suffered at the hands of the most grueling contest in EWF history.

Garble: Gotta respect everyone who was injured at Frontline last night for coming out here and trying to make a name for themselves. Flitter, Scootaloo, and now Turf and Silver Spoon are looking to regain their titles they lost just last week to Fluttershy and Lightning Dust.

Fan: Where's your title, Turf?!

Turf: I'M ABOUT TO WIN IT BACK, LARDASS. AND THEN I'M GONNA SHOVE IT THROUGH YOUR DICKHOLE! AND I WON'T EVEN USE ANY LUBE! NUH UH, KID, IT'S GOING IN DRY!

Garble: Obviously, Turf and Silver Spoon don't feel the same way as their friend Diamond does. They're still treating the crowd like dirt.

Ahuizotl: It makes me wonder what they actually thought about Diamond Tiara's heartfelt address earlier.

Garble: Well, I'm sure they support whatever she does. They've been friends for so long. That doesn't mean they have to follow behind her, though. These girls are as independent as they come!

Ahuizotl: As well as crafty. There may not be any tricks pulled in the main event, but don't be surprised if the challengers don't look to win back their titles at all costs.

-Turf and Silver Spoon enter the ring, despite being titleless, as arrogantly as ever. They each pick a corner and stand on the top rope, flashing sassy hand movements-

*Welcome to the danger zone!* -These cheers...they are the real deal-

Madden: Aaaaand THEIR OPPONENTS! First! From CLOUDSDALE! Weighing in at 119 POOOUNDS! She is ONE HALF, of the CHIIICK. COOOOMBOOOOO CHAMPIIIIOOOONS...LLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHTNIIIIIIIIING...DUST!

Ahuizotl: Last night, The Sword began their relentless executions of all three of their opponents from the match by starting with Lightning Dust.

Garble: And you said it on commentary yourself, 'Zotl, it was a terrific plan! Lightning is the quickest, and that makes her the most annoying if you think about it. They cut off her wings, so to speak, by letting their strongest piece of the puzzle, Rosely Reigns, SPEAR her through a barricade, similar to the one we're sitting next to!

Ahuizotl: The barricade was literally DEMOLISHED, broken in two, as was Lightning Dust just about. You see the bandage around her ribs...THAT'S what The Sword will do to those they think are creating injustice.

Garble: We just discussed it...big props to everybody that got banged up last night who is making their way to the ring for a match 24 hours later. Lightning Dust definitely isn't 100 percent, neither is her partner, but hell...NOBODY in this match is!

Ahuizotl: That's what makes it so interesting. There is no game plan. All four of these women were put through hell!

-Lightning stops at the bottom of the ramp after slapping some fans' hands. The crowd is already chanting "YAY" before her partner's music even hits-

*Yoooou're too SHY, SHY..hush, hush, eye to eyeee* -and when it does, they come alive as well as they can-

Madden: Aaaaand HER PARTNER! From LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 125 POOOOUNDS! She is, the OTHER HALF, of the CHICK. COOOMBOOOO CHAAAMPIIIONS...FLUUUUTTEEERRRSHYYYY!

Garble: I'm just putting this out here, 'Zotl. This...is the team to beat. And, honestly, I think it's going to take a long while for them to GET beat.

Ahuizotl: Well, we know anything can happen in the EWF, but, taking away the unpredictability value of wrestling, you are right on the money. These two haven't been a team for long, but they're on the same page aaaall the way!

Garble: And their styles aren't quite a carbon copy, but they are going to present a lot of trouble for any team that goes up against Flutters and Lightning. They both possess high flying prowess, except Lightning is more chaotic. She'll do some insane flips off the top, and over the top rope. Fluttershy takes a bit more caution in her flight, though. She utilizes front dropkicks off the top rope, and suicide dives through the middle rope.

Ahuizotl: That does NOT mean Lightning Dust is reckless, though, FAR from it!

Garble: Of course not. I just mean, she, ya know, goes all out when she takes to the air.

Ahuizotl: -nods- And both women like to unleash a variety of kicks to their opponents' numerous body parts. We saw, for example, what Fluttershy did to the members of The Sword when they were on their knees…

Garble: Haha! Oh man, it was INCREDIBLE. I call it a KICK-FEST! Down the line Fluttershy went, kick to Drollins, kick to Ditzbrose, then to Reigns, and then back around! She got her partners in on it, too!

Ahuizotl: That's just a small sample of the teamwork these two show, despite not teaming together as long as Turf and Silver Spoon, though.

-Fluttershy throws her index fingers up in the air, shouting "Yay" along with the fans as she meets Lightning at the bottom of the ramp. They high five each other before entering the ring. They hand their titles to the referee, who raises them up in the air before disposing of them. He then rings the bell-

Match 4: Chick Combo championship - Turf and Silver Spoon vs Fluttershy and Lightning Dust

Turf: -as Fluttershy and Silver Spoon leave the ring- YOU SEE THOSE STITCHES ON MY GIRL 'SPOON? BITCH, I'LL FUCK YOU AND SHY GUY UP FOUR TIMES AS WORSE!

Lightning: If you wrestled as good as you talk shit, maybe you'd still be be champion. -winks-

Turf: OH YOU LIGHTNING LABIA MINORA, YOU'RE GONNA DIE NOW! -She runs at Lightning, who moves out of the way. Fluttershy brings her shoulder into the gut of the speeding Turf, who grabs at her stomach as she backs away.

As her back is turned, Lightning stands on the middle rope. When Turf comes to and turns around, she jumps off, knocking Turf down to the mat with a Spear!-

Ahuizotl: Was...was that a message to The Sword, specifically Rosely Reigns?

Garble: Well, the Spear's a pretty common wrestling move, but it looked to me like Lightning was trying to hit it with as much velocity as she could muster...you may be right!

-Lightning looks down at Turf, spitting at the mat-

Lightning: I'll make sure your ribs are burning as much as mine were last night…"bitch…."

-8 minutes later-

-Taking a page out of their opponents' book, Fluttershy and Lightning have been as vicious as possible, targeting not only Turf's ribs after that opening sequence, but Silver Spoon's previously busted open forehead. Right now, Fluttershy has Turf on her knees, as she places kick after kick on her abdomen-

Ahuizotl: Turf's midsection pretty much has a bullseye on it at this point! Fluttershy and Lightning have been nothing but unforgiving in this match!

Garble: That's what you've gotta be if you want to stay champions. Turf and Silver Spoon did it for 3 months, and now we've got a new pair of titleholders that have the same mindset, even though they are totally different competitors.

-Finishing off the series of chest kicks with a kick to the side of the head, Fluttershy pins Turf, but the attempt at victory is broken up by Silver Spoon, who elbows Fluttershy in the head-

Silver Spoon: -slapping Fluttershy in the back of the head- You think you're a champion? HA! That's hilarious! You'll NEVER be the H.B. like me and Turf are- -Silver Spoon is taken down to the mat as Lightning springboards into the ring with a Corkscrew Crossbody!-

Ahuizotl: Here comes Lightning, DOWN goes Silver Spoon!

Garble: WRONG time to be talking trash!

Ahuizotl: Wrong people to be laying it out to, too.

-Silver scampers out of the ring after the impact of Lightning's aerial assault. Lightning leaves the ring as Fluttershy and Turf begin the recovery period. Lightning hops onto the barricade and walks along it like a trapeze artist. The crowd "OOOOHs" in anticipation, and when Silver gets to her feet, Lightning jumps off, knocking her back to the ground with a Senton bomb-

Garble: And this is one of the reason's why The Sword got rid of Lightning in their match! She just won't go away!

-Back in the ring, Turf as her back turned in the corner. When she turns around, she meets the feet of Fluttershy, who nails her with a running dropkick. Fluttershy cutely gives a war cry as she runs back to the turnbuckles diagonal to Turf, before running at her full steam ahead and colliding her feet with Turf's face once more. The crowd "OHHHHs" for this each time, and applauds after one last running dropkick-

Ahuizotl: Lightning won't go away, and Fluttershy won't stop!

Crowd: FLUTTER-SHY! FLUTTER-SHY! FLUTTER-SHY! FLUTTER-SHY!

-Fluttershy smiles at the fans as Lightning gets her attention. All she does it point at Turf and then point at her partner on the floor, and Fluttershy nods-

Ahuizotl: The sign of a great team is one that can communicate through simple points.

-Fluttershy sets Turf on the top turnbuckle. She then exits the ring but joins her up there. Fluttershy looks out towards Silver Spoon as Lightning picks her up before giving her the go ahead. Fluttershy wraps her legs around Turf's head before LAUNCHING her to the outside, Lightning letting go and moving aside as the back of Turf's body collides with her partner's front, both dropping to the floor at once-

Garble: -as the crowd is going bananas- OOOOHHHHHHH! WHAT A NASTY DIVE!

Ahuizotl: Turf and Silver Spoon were BOTH taken out in ONE FELL SWOOP!

-Flutershy, who had hung onto the top rope after releasing Turf so she herself wouldn't fall now drops to the floor, receiving praise from Lightning-

Crowd: THAT WAS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Lighting: -patting Fluttershy on the shoulder- They've got the right idea...GREAT job! Now let's finish these sleazebags off!

-4 minutes later-

-Seemingly on the verge of victory, Lightning Dust climbs to the top rope, Silver Spoon laying below her-

Ahuizotl: It looks as if a successful defense of the titles is soon to come, courtesy of Lightning Dust, and her breathtaking finisher, Astraphob-wait a minute!

-Beth Drollins jumps on the apron, yanking on Lightning's leg and causing her to fall, her legs briefly hitting the top rope as she flips and lands on her back-

Garble: It's The Sword! It's the DAMN SWORD!

-The crowd boos as the referee rings the bell. Turf hurriedly enters the ring as Reigns and Ditzbrose hop over the barricade. Turf picks up Silver Spoon and exits the ring with her as Fluttershy jumps off her place in the apron, tackling all three members down to the floor and getting her shots in on all of them-

Ahuizotl: The Sword tried to get the upperhand on the Chick Combo champions, but Fluttershy stopped them at the gate!

-The combined force of The Sword is quickly able to heave Fluttershy off of them, before they all gang up on her-

Garble: Don't speak so soon...she stopped them, but they're about to STOP HER for GOOD.

-Ditzbrose drives Fluttershy's back into the barricade repeatedly as her cohorts do their own damage by punching her. Fluttershy is then thrown back in the ring as Reigns keeps Lightning down while Drollins and Ditzbrose continue to beat on Fluttershy. Turf and Silver Spoon watch from outside the ring-

Garble: Who cares if you don't like them?! HELP THEM! THEY NEED HELP!

-Scootaloo's theme song suddenly begins blaring, The Sword looking up from their assaults as the woman in question sprints down the ramp, the crowd cheering wildly-

Ahuizotl: Here comes help, in the form of the fiery SCOOTALOOOOO!

-Scootaloo slides into the ring, the only form of help Fluttershy and Lightning seem to be getting. Scootaloo slides right into Rosely Reigns' grasp. Reigns lifts her into the air in Powerbomb form, but Lightning gets up in time and dropkicks Reigns in the face, knocking her to the floor as Scootaloo lands on her feet. She and Lightning then rush over to help Fluttershy, which almost goes perfect until Reigns gets back up and clubs Lightning over the back of the neck. She then levels her with a Samoan Drop, roaring as Scootaloo springboards off the middle rope, but Reigns turns around and thrusts his palm right into Scootaloo's chest, her body falling limp to the mat-

Garble: Even with a 3 on 3 situation, The Sword has eliminated two of their threats!

Ahuizotl: They always find a way to stack the odds in their favor, fair fight or not! And now Fluttershy is all alone….

-The crowd begins chanting "YAY" in support of their butter yellow heroine, which gives her the strength to push Drollins and Ditzbrose away from her, but Reigns comes diving over both of her partners and crashing into Fluttershy, her large forearm forcing her back into the corner as The Sword commence a full beatdown on her, the crowd booing intensely-

Garble: Turf! Silver Spoon! GET IN THE DAMN RING!

Ahuizotl: They're not going to jeopardize their health! Those girls care about nobody but themselves, we KNOW that.

-As it looks like all hope is lost, Reigns signals for the end of Fluttershy-

Reigns: GET HER UP! WE'RE DROPPIN' THIS FOOL ONE LAST TIME!

Ahuizotl: Oh no...we know what they're calling for…

Garble: The Triple Powerbomb...somebody, PLEASE, help her!

-The crowd comes alive as Diamond Tiara runs down the ramp. The Sword is too much into the beatdown that they don't notice, though-

Diamond: -whisper yelling- Girls! We're getting in that ring!

Turf: -whispering, FOR ONCE- What?! The hell for?!

Diamond: They cost you those titles, didn't they? Let's get back at them!

Turf: Awww shit, she's right! -looks at Silver Spoon- Fuck, let's get in there!

-The Sword lifts up Fluttershy, but that's as far as they get as The Mean Girls hit the ring, launching their own assault on The Sword-

Garble: OH YEEESSS! These two dominant stables, clashing on Lunacy!

Ahuizotl: Something has got to give!

-The Sword and The Mean Girls are now going punch for punch, although Silver Spoon may or may not be doing some hair-pulling to Reigns. Turf goes for Turf Burn, but Drollins gets out of it, hitting her with the modified Enziguri she performed the night before. Reigns then breaks free from Silver Spoon's hair tugging and CRUSHES Turf with a Spear! She goes for another battle roar, but Scootaloo is back up and jumps at her, connecting with Stunted Growth! The fans chant "THIS IS AWE-SOME" as Ditzbrose and Diamond Tiara are pounding the shit out of each other.

Fluttershy recovers and adds the finishing touches to Reigns as she hits her with the Obedience Training knee. She then goes over to help Diamond as Lightning Dust makes her way to her feet, trying to ground the jumpy Drollins. Scootaloo picks up Reigns and throws her over the top rope and then exits the ring to make sure she stays down-

Garble: Can you believe it?! Lightning Dust, Silver Spoon, Diamond Tiara, Turf, Fluttershy and SCOOTALOO! Are all working together?!

Ahuizotl: Like I said, ANYTHING can happen in the EWF! This is what needed to be done!

-Things start to turn ugly as Silver Spoon realizes who is helping her. She shoves Lightning, who takes this like a cook spitting in their potato salad-

Silver: Like, get the HELL out of here! She's MINE!

Lightning: You're an IDIOT...we need to work TOGETH- -Drollins comes from behind, shoving Silver Spoon into Lightning, which knocks both of them to the mat. She then jumps into the air, planting Lightning's boot into the mat. Ditzbrose breaks free of the cage known as Fluttershy and Diamond Tiara and runs over to pick the bones of Silver Spoon-

Garble: Damn you, Silver Spoon! You had them CORNERED!

-Fluttershy and Diamond try to best to pry Ditzbrose off of Silver Spoon, but she keeps kicking them back like a dog with rabies. Turf, who has since gotten up and left the ring now re-enters it with one of the Chick Combo titles. She bashes the gold belt into the back of Ditzbrose's head, stopping her tirade for good. Diamond nods at Turf with a smile as Turf throws the belt to the side, checking on Silver Spoon. Diamond shakes Fluttershy's hand and then turns around to catch a glimpse of Beth Drollins flying through the air, trying to strike her with her flying knee. With cat-like reflexes Diamond hops into the air, wrapping her neck around Drollins' neck and planting her face-first into the mat-

Garble: SHE GOT HEEER! DIAMOND. CUTTER. FROM ABOVE THE SKYYYYY!

Ahuizotl: Drollins can fly all she wants, but Diamond Tiara just turned her brought her back down to earth with AUTHORITY!

-The crowd cheers as Lightning gets to her feet dizzily. Scootaloo re-enters the ring as Turf helps up Silver Spoon. The six stand next to each other, Turf and Silver Spoon next to Scootaloo. Once they realize this, they snarl and blow off the smiling Scootaloo, who only wants a handshake. Diamond tries to mediate the possibly handshake, but Silver Spoon and Turf are having none of it-

Turf: See you backstage, Diamond….there's NO FUCKING WAY we're shaking the hands of ANY of these assholes!

Silver Spoon: ESPECIALLY the one we've been trampling like dirt underneath our boots for 10 years! -She and Turf leave the ring peacefully but disrespectfully as the crowd boo them-

Turf: AWW SHUT THE HELL UP! WE KNOW WE'RE RUDE, GO TO HELL!

Garble: Yeah, like that was gonna end like Diamond wanted it too...those girls only helped to get some revenge on The Sword for costing them the titles.

Ahuizotl: Silver Spoon couldn't even function with Lightning Dust long enough for The Sword to be disposed of, how can we expect her to actually shake her hand?!

-Diamond frowns at her friends' behavior, but hugs Scootaloo once again-

Scootaloo: Thanks, Diamond...who knows how many times we would've been Powerbombed had you not come out here…

Diamond: Don't mention it! The Sword are bullies...it takes one to know one, and I won't stand for bullies on MY watch!

Madden: The winners of the match, but DISQUALIFICATIOOON...FLUUUUTTERSHYYYY! Aaaaand LLLLIIIIIGHTNIIIIING...DUST!

-The referee hands the champions their titles, and while they are happy to receive them, they are bummed out about the way they retained them-

Ahuizotl: That's definitely gotta sting for Fluttershy and Lightning Dust….they wanted so badly to bounce back from the domination at the hands of The Sword last night.

Garble: And while they DID win AND retain their titles, it certainly wasn't the way they were hoping to do so...but, they got to make up for last night's loss by taking out The Sword!

Ahuizotl: With a little help of course.

-Diamond shakes the hand of Fluttershy and then Lightning, although Lightning does so reluctantly. Diamond then leaves the ring as Scootaloo stands side by side with the champions, the crowd cheering as Fluttershy hugs Scootaloo, another time where Lightning Dust does not make it a three-way (in hug form), instead opting to shake Scootaloo's hand-

Garble: Could this be a new partnership, spawned by a common hatred of The Sword?

Ahuizotl: If it is, The Sword's reign of terror could be on borrowed times…

-We get a shot of the champions posing with their titles as Scootaloo claps on along with the audience and their cheers, before the camera peers over to The Sword, Reigns and Ditzbrose just about dragging Drollins through the crowd to make their embarrassing escape-

-We move to the interview area, where Silver Shill is standing by with another guest-

Silver: My guest at this time...is Giz Hero. -Giz enters the frame looking very crestfallen and worried- Giz, how are you holding up after these whirlwind past 24 hours?

Giz: Well, uh...last week was great. I had a terrific time with Flitter, until...ya know, pretty boy came along. Other than that, me and her really hit and off. I'm quite certain this isn't a fling, or even a trap, seeing as how she tried to help me last night, and I will never forget that. Last night was supposed to be the greatest night in my career...I was focused, I was hungry, but I guess we're you try to be with somebody, roadblocks are going to pop up, especially when you're dating the "friend" of a very controlling young man, and then you throw in her sister and if you screw up, she'll be out to get you. I DIDN'T screw up, though, RUMBLE did. I didn't think he would sink so low, but he did….he REALLY did….there are some things you just DON'T do, like throwing a woman in your way to take the damage. It turns my stomach...and then Cloudchaser's emotions got out of control and she slapped me...HARD. And I get it, you do crazy things in the heat of the moment, I hold nothing against her. It's AAAAALL on Rumble...he's public enemy number one. He didn't even CHECK on Flitter after beating me! I just...I shouldn't be surprised, I suppose. Don't be surprised yourselves, though, when I DEFEAT Rumble once and for all, and win the Carnage championship a Uprising. And then he'll be alone, as well as without gold, everyone having turned their backs on such a pathetic, lowly little brat. You know what he needs that Flitter and Cloudchaser must not have given him much of? A timeout, and Giz Hero is the man to do it! -Giz walks off, leaving Silver not only satisfied, but pumped up-

-Back from commercial, we are set up in Rumble's locker room, Rumble pacing in front of Bulk Biceps-

Rumble: My blood! MY BLOOD! I SAW MY OWN BLOOD! How DARE he bust me open! HOW DARE HE! I can't take selfies in this state! I'm HIDEOUS, I'm REPULSIVE, I CAN'T BE SEEN!

Bulk: It's, uhhh...it's just a scratch-

Rumble: EASY FOR YOU TO SAY! You're UGLY! My career DEPENDS on this gorgeous face, and that...that neanderthal Giz Heeero SUCKER-PUNCHED ME! HOW DARE HE HOW DARE HEEEE! -breathes heavily, looking at Bulk, who was hurt by the ugly comment- Ohhhhh...I'm sorry, Bulk...I'm just so FLUSTERED by him! What makes him better than ME?! WHERE'S MY ATTENTION?! I'M THE LONGEST REIGNING CHAMPION IN THE EWF! THIS IS AN OUTRAGE! And let's not forget FLITTER! OOOOOOHHHHH SHE'S ALWAYS BEEN PLAYING WITH MY EMOTIONS! First it was lunch when she wouldn't take off the CRUST on my PB&J sandwich, and now TONIGHT! She dedicates HER MATCH TO GIZ HERO?! WHY?! WHAT HAS HE DONE TO DESERVE A MATCH DEDICATION?! HE ATTACKS BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE IN COLD BLOOD! HE PREYS ON INNOCENT WOMEN! I BET HE EATS CRUST ON HIS PB&J SANDWICHES! HE'S A MONSTER! HE'S NOT FIT TO CHALLENGE FOR MY TITLE! NOBODY IS, BUT ESPECIALLY NOT HIM! I HATE HIM! HE SUCKS!

Bulk: Maybe you should go get some fresh air…

Rumble: You're RIGHT, Bulk! And I know just where to go…-he smirks as he avoids the mirror so he doesn't have to look at himself, leaving the locker room.

Bulk sighs, sitting down and taking a glance at Rumble's championship. He shrugs, picking it up and putting it around his shoulder. He gets up and goes over to the mirror, flexing and grinning with the belt. He continues to grunt and admire his ripped physique-

"I'm glad you've finally noticed what I have all along, Bulk…"

-Bulk turns around in a snap, the title dropping to the ground as Bulk identifies the voice. It belongs to a woman with grayish brown eyes, grayish violet hair, and skin that could only be described as very pale orchid. Her attire is very stylish, consisting of a yellow headband that holds her hair together in the back, a two-tone blue scarf resting above a black suit jacket with white cufflinks, black leggings which parlay below a violet skirt which has three buttons; a yellow, a blue, and a purple adorning the left side. Two other smaller scarves are tied around her ankles, violet boots with beige heels resting beneath them. She speaks with a soft, yet distinct upper-class Manhattan accent. She eyes Bulk from head to toe with a smirk and long eyelashes-

?: It is quite a treat to be in the presence of such a behemoth of a man in person. I knew I would find you here! You don't have your own dressing room, do you?

Bulk: Uhh, no...no I don't. I share with Rumble...aren't you...Suri Poloman?

Suri: Ahhhh, so you're aware of me? Yes, it is I, Suri Poloman, the advocate of the most abrasive, brash, and intimidating force in all of Canterlot Championship Wrestling, Gilda!

Bulk: -nods- Yeah, I've heard a little bit about you. You like to think of yourself as an agent rather than a manager.

Suri: Exactly. Manager is such a….passé term, m'kay? Managers, to me, are nuisances to their respective wrestlers' career. They're good to snuff out a few wins here and there, but in reality, they aren't looking out for the wrestlers they represent….no, they're only focused on furthering their OWN careers. It's such a dirty business. Agents, on the other hand, such as me, are LOYAL to their clients, but at the same time, they don't pretend to be buddy-buddy with them. Agents don't pretend to be something they're NOT, they don't SUGARCOAT things. For example...I don't LIKE Gilda. I find her quite hard to work with, but I respect her athletic abilities, and her passion to be the most unlikeable, yet successful force in the pro wrestling business! As long as I get a cut of her paycheck, I will be with her until the very end, or, if she fires me...yes, agents are a totally different ballgame, m'kay?

Bulk: Okay...why are you HERE, though?

Suri: Alright...alright I can plainly see, you've got more muscles than brains...now don't be mad at that, it's just an assumption. As an agent, I have the privilege of being able to represent various men and women. And the more wrestlers I sign to my clientele, and the more successful they all become, the more money not only I get, but THEY get as well. This is a business...it's not about making friends, or pleasing the crowd...it's about winning championships, carving a legacy, and getting paid. Now that doesn't mean you can't have some allies...that's up to the wrestler, not their agent, on who they want to associate themselves with. Your BIGGEST ally, though, is your agent. They take care of you. Not always because they WANT to, but because it's a good business move for them. Basically, I've got Gilda...and she's got all the promise in the world, and if she ever ends up in the EWF, I'll be RIGHT THERE with her! See, that's not enough for me, m'kay? I need to go bigger, and the EWF is the play to be! I've looked up and down both rosters, and agents, besides having a very keen sense of business, also have a knack for knowing talent when they see it.

Bulk: So...you think I have talent?

Suri: Bingo, baby! You're getting it now! I mean, I apologize for walking in on you, but I couldn't help but notice you admiring yourself in the mirror, championship draped across one of your enormous shoulders. Didn't it feel GOOD, Bulk?

Bulk: Better than good...it felt...AMAZING…

Suri: You were playing pretend, though. When I first saw you on television, however, I KNEW you could make that very image a REALITY. Don't you think you can do that?

Bulk: I know I can! But…

Suri: But what? You're too busy getting screamed at by dolled-up little boys? Too busy getting body slammed by men 150 pounds lighter than you?

Bulk: That, and….I haven't gotten the opportunity I need yet…

Suri: Well, Bulk….-grins- I've got news for you! I'm a walking, talking, BREATHING opportunity! You're an impressive physical specimen, but muscles in your arms aren't all that matters. You need muscles in your brain, too! Now we can go two ways with this...1. I help you grow those muscles, or 2. I AM your brain muscles! I get you the big money matches, and you thank me by winning those matches. I tell you what's in your best interest, and then it's your job to listen to me, or go your own path. If you want this team to work, you HAVE to listen to what I say, though. I promise you, if you trust me with your career, I'll take you right to the TOP!

Bulk: It sounds...it sounds like a great deal, but...do I have to make a decision now?

Suri: Absolutely not. I know this came out of left field, so you take as much time as you need thinking about my offer. I'm not going to give it to ANYBODY else in the EWF, so you don't need to worry about someone else stealing the biggest opportunity in your career right from under your nose. Just know, that if you don't get back with me in one month, and you still haven't won a match on TV, it's in your best interest to contact me so we can kick this thing off, m'kay?

Bulk: -nods- Thank you, Suri. I promise I'll have your answer by the end of the month.

Suri: I know you'll make the right one, Bulk. Here's my card…-she hands Bulk her own personalized agent card- Naturally, whenever you want to put your career in my hands, don't hesitate for A SECOND to give me a call. The sooner you call, the sooner THIS…-she picks up the Carnage championship, placing it around Bulk's shoulder- can be yours for REAL. And with the Carnage championship, comes your OWN locker room….-Suri winks at Bulk, before walking out with a pep in her step-

Bulk: M-m-m-my-...my own...l-LOCKER ROOOOM? -Bulk gasps loudly as we go to commercial-

-Back from commercial we go back to ringside, as we prepare for our next match of the night-

*You've been...THUNDERSTRUCK!* -there are mostly boos ringing along with the pounding of drums, courtesy of AC/DC -

Madden: The following CONTEEEST, is scheduuuled for ONE FAAAALL! Introducing first, from LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 218 POOOUNDS...THUUUUNDERLAAAANE!

Garble: After a massively successful tenure over at Sublime, which includes the inaugural reign as World Brawler's champion, Thunderlane has ARRIVED here at Monday Night Lunacy!

Ahuizotl: And he seemed borderline delusional in his chat with general manager Luna and Star Swirlinaitis, calling the trade between he and Damien Sandow "the greatest business decision Lunacy has ever made."

Garble: That may be a bit of a stretch, but there's no denying that this dude has every right to boast.

Ahuizotl: He's said before that he doesn't want to be known simply as "Rumble's older brother." He wants to differentiate himself from his little brother, but that may be hard now that they're on the same show.

Garble: They are definitely going to cross-paths in due time. Whether it be as allies or rivals, it's going to happen.

-Thunderlane jumps on the apron before springing over the top rope. As he lands on his feet he runs over and jumps on the middle rope diagonal to the one he jumped over. He throws his arms out to the side and yells, "THIS IS MY HOUSE!" The crowd does not agree as they boo tremendously-

Ahuizotl: What a bold statement, considering this is the kid's first match!

Garble: If he can beat Giz Hero, he just might have a claim to that….

*Since they wanna know…* -the boos quickly turn to admiration-

Ahuizotl: Speaking of, here comes the man who SHOULD be Carnage champion right now!

Madden: Aaaand HIS OPPONENT! From LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 231 POOOOOOUNDS...GIIIIIIZ..HEEEEROOOOOOOO!

Ahuizotl: The last 24 hours for Giz Hero have been nothing short of depressing. From accidentally colliding with his love interest to being slapped by her sister, which in turn, caused him to fall to Rumble, to earlier tonight, where he was denied the access of making sure Flitter was okay, after being blown off by Cloudchaser, as well as being taunted by Rumble to the point where a brawl broke out.

Garble: There's one good thing that came out of tonight, and that's the fact that at Uprising in less than 4 weeks, Giz is set to square off against Rumble in a rematch for the Carnage championship.

Ahuizotl: I don't know how that's going to pan out, but I do know that Giz can build some very early momentum with a win over Thunderlane here tonight.

Garble: He could, but to do that, he needs to take his mind OFF of the championship match, take his mind OFF of Flitter's help, and worry about THUNDERLANE. I know it's a tired point, but this dude was the FIRST World Brawler's champion. If there's anybody you don't wanna take lightly, it's him!

-Giz enters the ring, eyeing Thunderlane as he grabs a microphone-

Thunderlane: So you're GIZ HERO, the new sensation, huh? -looks Giz over as he shrugs, the crowd cheering-

Crowd: HE-RO! HE-RO! HE-RO! HE-RO!

Thunderlane: I don't get it...for once, I see eye to eye with my little brother….what's so great about YOU? -the crowd boos, as Giz mouths the words "everything" with a grin- You may have beaten my little brother, haha...but you aren't gonna beat me! -Thunderlane chucks the mic at Giz's face, static being created as it connects with Giz's cranium, knocking him to the mat as the crowd continues booing-

Ahuizotl: Oh and a cheap shot, by a man who's known for gaining cheap victories!

Garble: Well, with all the jerks and liberty-takers that fill up the Lunacy roster, Thunderlane is sure to fit RIGHT IN with all of them…

-The referee rings the bell as Thunderlane walks over to Giz, stomping him into a corner and then leaning down to choke him-

Match 5: Giz Hero vs Thunderlane

Ref: Get him out of the corner! 1! 2! 3! 4! -Thunderlane backs away- Watch yourself, Thunderlane!

Thunderlane: -getting in the referee's face- I know the rules, ALRIIIGHT? -he leans down again and slaps Giz in the side of his head- You're a joke! You don't belong in MY RING! -slap- I dominated Sublime, and now I'm taking over this taco-stand! -one more slap, before he walks to the middle of the ring, taunting the crowd as they mercilessly boo him-

Crowd: THUNDER-LAAAME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THUNDER-LAAAME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THUNDER-LAAAME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Thunderlane: That's right, cheer me! I've already got the crowd in the palm of my hand!

Garble: You're right, 'Zotl...he IS delusional…

Ahuizotl: He's not going to make any fans if he keeps this up. If this is the way he wants his days on Lunacy to go down, though, there's nothing I can do to stop him.

-Thunderlane turns around from the crowd with a wide grin, Giz Hero popping up from his seat in the corner and springing towards Thunderlane, grabbing his legs and pulling him down to the mat, the crowd cheering-

Garble: Uh ohhhhh...Thunderlane just met the cold, hard reality known as Giz Hero! We saw this earlier, 'Zotl!

Ahuizotl: We sure did! I think Thunderlane's about to go A'SWINGING!

-Thunderlane shoves his boots into Giz's chest, knocking him back into the ropes as he makes his escape out of the ring-

Ahuizotl: Thunderlane's day will come, just you wait…

-9 minutes later-

-Having Giz grounded, Thunderlane climbs to the top turnbuckle. He plays to the crowd as he stands up in no-man's land, the crowd pelting him with jeers. He then jumps off, his jaw crashing into Giz's bicep, leaving him crashing into the mat as the crowd goes insane-

Garble: UPPERCUT! UPPERCUUUUT! HERO GOT HIM!

Ahuizotl: What a counter! Into the cover!

*1….2….-Thunderlane kicks out, the crowd stunned just like Giz-

Ahuizotl: Thunderlane kicks out, but you have to wonder how much he's got left after such a SUPERB uppercut by the master himself, Giz Hero!

-6 minutes later-

-Thunderlane springs off the middle rope, catching Giz just below the chin with a back kick. He then jumps over his body, running off the ropes and tucking and rolling on the mat before jumping into the air and front-flipping himself. Giz moves over a bit, Thunderlane's back missing Giz's stomach and instead connecting with the mat-

Garble: OH! Thunderlane went for Rolling Thunder, but Giz had it scouted!

-Giz then pops up to his feet, taking advantage of Thunderlane's position and grabbing his legs. The crowd begins cheering again as Giz makes a swirling motion with his index finger-

Ahuizotl: I warned you! Thunderlane's about to be taken on a riiiide!

-Giz spins Thunderlane in a circle by his legs, the fans counting along to the number of rotations. After 16 total rotations, Giz drops Thunderlane back onto the mat, screaming for the crowd-

Garble: Giz Hero goes OLD SCHOOL with the Giant Swing, and he's NOT EVEN DIZZY!

Crowd: THAT WAS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

-3 minutes later-

-Just as it looks like the match is winding down after a "THIS IS AWE-SOME" chant, Rumble comes strolling down the ring, wearing a sparkly headband that says "Sexy" across the top. He's wearing it to hide his new stitches, of course-

Garble: And here comes the Carnage champion...do you think he's out here to scout his opponent at Uprising, or to screw him over for messing his face up?

Ahuizotl: Ha! He's there to give him a pound cake. Of course he's going to screw him!

-Rumble gets on the apron, distracting the referee from doing his job. Rumble can't help but peek over as Thunderlane collapses in the corner. He looks behind to notice Giz is preoccupied, so he then unties the turnbuckle pad and throws it to the outside-

Ahuizotl: And there's something I don't think we've EVER seen in the EWF...Thunderlane just threw off that turnbuckle pad, exposing the steel that lives underneath. It's one of the most dangerous parts of any wrestling ring!

Garble: That's definitely a well-known fact, it's just that nobody has delved into it...until Thunderlane, that is.

-Thunderlane covers up the steel with his back, pretending he is vulnerable. Giz turns towards him, and then sprints at him. He tries to connect with his corner Uppercut, but Thunderlane avoids it, the back of Giz's head smashing into the steel, causing the crowd to "OOOOHHH"-

Ahuizotl: AWW DAMN! Giz may have a concussion!

-Rumble hops off the apron, the referee turning around just as Thunderlane pins Giz with an Oklahoma Roll-

*1…..2…..3!* -the crowd boos intensely as the bell rings, Rumble smirking and Thunderlane releasing the pin on Giz before getting to his feet, pointing at his brain-

Ahuizotl: Thunderlane beats Giz Hero, with a little uncalled for help from his little brother….

Madden: Here is YOUR WINNEEEERRR...THUUUUNDERLAAAANE!

Garble: I'd hate to call that an upset, but Giz has just been on such a role lately! No matter how it happened, Thunderlane's first night as a member of the Lunacy roster is ending wonderfully for him!

-Thunderlane invites his brother into the ring, which he accepts with open arms. The two eye Giz before running up to add extra damage to him, the crowd booing even more-

Ahuizotl: I can't...I can't believe this!

Garble: They're blood, man...and unfortunately, cowardice and cheapshots run in the family!

-Rumble picks Giz up, ramming his head into the exposed turnbuckle. Thunderlane catches Giz from falling and holds him in place as Rumble winds up, before slapping Giz in the jaw with a boot-

Ahuizotl: Supermodel Kick by Rumble…-Thunderlane lets Giz drop back down to the mat, face first-

Garble: This is exactly what I'd expect from two sly and devious individuals who just so happen to be related...if Giz had a brother in this business, these two would be high-tailing it out of the ring already!

-Thunderlane and Rumble stand over the fallen Giz. Thunderlane wraps an arm around his little brother's neck, ruffling up his hair, which earns him a stern look-

Ahuizotl: I don't think they're exactly THRILLED to see each other, but I believe this is the beginning of a new brotherly alliance here on Lunacy…

Garble: If that's the case, I don't like Giz's chances when it comes to ending this month as Carnage champion…

-Rumble and Thunderlane leave together, Thunderlane looking back with a smirk to survey the damage done as Rumble continues to power walk up the ramp. We go to commercial with the crowd continuing to boo as Giz lays flat on his stomach-

-Back from commercial-

A Narrator with a British Accent: And now, Behind The Music, with 3MB…

-We see the back of said narrator, who is facing Sonata Dusk, Adagio Dazzle, and Aria Blaze, who are sitting in chairs in traditional rock getup. Adagio is wearing sunglasses and Aria is wearing a green bandana (that's the stuff I really wanted to point out. Yeah.)-

Adagio: Are you live?

Narrator: Mhm, we are.

Adagio: YEAH, BAAAABY! -she slaps the shoulders of her bandmates- Girls, we made it!

Sonata: WOOOOOOO! -Aria nonchalantly throws up the devil horns- Can we celebrate with TACOS?

Adagio: Heh heh, in a bit, in a bit...alright, man, shoot.

Narrator: Well, I think we can start off with you telling us your names, and how you contribute to the band.

Sonata: ….-Aria and Adagio look at her, causing Sonata to jump in her seat- OH! I'm Sonata Dusk, and I play the….uhhhh….I play the…..-she looks at Adagio desperately- HELP.

Adagio: Heh, well we don't actually play instruments. But we do bring something to the group. I'm the leader, and I bring the brain and the creativity. I guess that would make me the lead vocalist, and the lyric writer.

Aria: I'm Aria Blaze, and I suppose I'm the drummer, because I like pounding on things...particularly people's heads. -smirks as Sonata "tee hees"- And uh...I bring the pain.

Sonata: Okay, my turn! Once again, I am Sonata Dusk, and I…..I…..what do I do?

Adagio: Hmmm...what does she do, Aria?

Aria: Sonataaaaa….

Sonata: Tacos?

Adagio: No you don't do tacos. -snickers- That would get messy! No, no, yoooou…..yooooou….

Aria: Let's just say she's a little bit of everything. -smiles-

Sonata: YAY!

Adagio: That sounds about right, especially humor. She's the funny one.

Aria: And she's cute.

Sonata: Awww, thanks Blazey! And I made the outfits!

Adagio: Ah, yes she did, and I think they look great. Right, Aria?

Aria: Yeah, they look cool, and official.

Sonata: So does that make me the harmonica player?

Adagio: -shrugs- Sure. You can be whatever you want.

Sonata: Sweet!

Narrator: -laughs- Okay, I like it. So, ladies...tell me...what is 3MB?

Adagio: -looking at her bandmates- Well, it stands for Three Ma'am Band. As for what it is...it's a group effort between me, Aria, and Sonata to get together and….put on a show for people. Have a little fun.

Aria: That's right. See, sometimes, people like to pretend to be something they're not. It's called roleplaying. Some do it to escape reality, others do it because it's fresh, it's a break from their own self.

Adagio: -nods- Now, we like who we are. We're confident in who we are. But every now and again, it's nice to pretend. It's comforting to know you can take a break from the world around you, and insert yourself into a different world.

Narrator: Interesting. Why a rock band, though? Out of all things?

Sonata: Oh! Oh! I can answer that!

Adagio: Go for it, Sonata.

Sonata: Rock and roll bands are COOL. People admire them, unless one of the members act like jerks. If they aren't jerks, though, they all have a lot of fans, and they make a lot of money!

Aria: Yup. Why do you think people are still impersonating Elvis, 30 years after his death? Because he was an iconic, one of a kind dude. We want to make people smile like Elvis did. When the fans watch us perform, we want them to forget how crappy reality is, just like we are when we go into our rock & roll characters.

Adagio: And, maybe, just maybe...someday, there will be 3MB impersonators. -smiles- That would be awesome.

Aria: We're not delusional. We know we aren't a rock and roll band. But we are a band in the sense that we are united.

Sonata: We're working together to make ART, just like musicians do. And that art, is the art of entertainment!

Adagio: Nicely said! And nothing, is more entertaining than wrestling. That's why we're coming to Monday Night Lunacy. So we can introduce our characters on a whole new platform, to so many more fans that, hopefully, will have fun WITH us.

Narrator: That is great, girls! I must say, I am already a fan.

Adagio: Thank you. Hopefully you're not the last.

Narrator: That's all for now. Thank you for your time. You girls are going to be big.

Sonata: Speaking of big, I want to go get fat over TACOOOOOS!

Aria: Ugh, this'll be the 12th night in a row…

Sonata: TACO IS LOVE, TACO IS LIFE. -runs out of the room making airplane noises with her lips-

Adagio: Hehe, we'd better go follow her.

Aria: I'm so tired of fast food…-she and Adagio get up, rushing out of the room before Sonata kills somebody over her taco fetish-

-We head to the locker room of Sunset Shimmer, where Shining Armor is sitting on the sofa, looking through a magazine. Sunset walks in, sitting down next to her boyfriend and looking over his shoulder-

Sunset: Hey there, stud….what'cha lookin' at?

Shining: Hey, babe~ I'm just peeping through the newest edition of Hustler magazine. You look sooooo HOT in here!

Sunset: -flips her hair back in place, looking at all the sexy poses she appears in- Fuck yeah I do! I'd be lying if I said I haven't taken that same issue into the bathroom once or twice…-she bits her lower lip as she looks into Shining's eyes-

Shining: -his eyes bulge, and so do his pants- That is so hot…

Sunset: -giggles- You wanna know a secret?

Shining: -continuing to flip through Sunset's editorial- What is it?

Sunset: I lied and said I wanted to do the spread in order to represent EWF as their sexiest and most photogenic woman. I mean that's true, but-

Shining: It absolutely is…-smirks-

Sunset: In reality, though, I really only posed for Hustler for YOU.

Shining: Awwww, baaaabe~ That's so sweet of you!

Sunset: I know.

Shining: It's a wonderful gift. And ya knoooow...it would make great foreplay toooo~

Sunset: -gasps- You're right, it woooould….we should test it out to make suuuure~

Shining: I'm game… -Shining sets the magazine to the side as Sunset plops her juicy ass on his lap. He begins feeling up her breasts before Sunset removes her jacket, and then her top. The lovely couple conjoins their tongues for a minute before Sunset undoes her bra strap, throwing it behind her as Shining leans in, sucking on her erect nipples before thrusting his head into her mound of breast and motorboating them-

Sunset: OHO SHINIIING! -we hear the delighted squees and giggles of Sunset as the scene fades out before it gets too graphic, as we head to the ring for our main event-

Garble: WHOA...getting hasty back there...uhhhh, speaking of Shining Armor, we've got big news out of the office of Filthy Rich. Next week, in our main event, the match we DID NOT get at Frontline, Shining Armor vs Flash Sentry WILL take place! In a Street Fight!

Ahuizotl: Well, I'm glad those two are having such good fun instead of preparing for the match with Flash, or in Sunset's case, paying attention to our main event, which involves the number 1 contender to her championship….

Garble: One of the many perks of being the champ. Ya know, 'Zotl, I picked up a copy of Sunset's Hustler shoot and HOLY BONANZA...I rushed straight to MY bathroom and yanked on my-

Ahuizotl: AHHHHHHHH ENOUGH! I don't need the details, boy!

Garble: Awww, okay….-frowns- After the show, then?

Ahuizotl: -smiles- Just like always.

*I'll tell you everything I know, any little thing I know…* -the crowd cheers as they realize who the theme song belongs to. It's Diamond Tiara's new theme (since the old one is for a heel)

Diamond's new theme = "Rich Girls" by The Virgins-

Madden: The following conteeest, is scheduled for ONE FAAAALL! Introducing first, from LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 125 POOOUNDS...DIIIIAMOOOOND..TIIIIARAAAA!

Garble: I don't think at the start of this show, anyone would've expect that the girl who is always TAKEN OVER by boos, would suddenly be a crowd favorite!

Ahuizotl: I don't know about a FAVORITE. Diamond has a lot to answer for, but right now, I'd say the crowd is in support of her after her fantastic speech earlier tonight. I must say, I feel the same way.

Garble: Me too! If you had any doubts, just realize that the girl DESTROYED THE TIARA HER MOTHER GAVE HER. It took her all she could to smash that chair against it, too, you could see it in her eyes…

Ahuizotl: I won't sing Diamond's praises, that's for sure, but I respect what she's done so far tonight. Apologizing to everybody she's hurt, and helping Scootaloo and the Chick Combo champions fend off The Sword.

Garble: If she beats Twilight fairly, that would surely amass even MORE respect for her.

Ahuizotl: Easier said than done, as we both know.

-Diamond slaps hands with the fans before entering the ring. There is no cockiness in her movement, just smiles and peace after she laid it all out later in the night-

*A hundred thousand stories, have filled my he-eaad…* -more cheers-

Madden: Aaaaand HER OPPONENT! From LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 122 POOOOUNDS...TWIIIIILIIIIIIGHT..SPAAAAARKLEEEE!

Ahuizotl: And here comes the woman who is getting a MUCH deserved championship match against Sunset Shimmer at Uprising.

Garble: Despite losses both last week and last night, Twilight hasn't been giving a formal championship rematch since losing the title at Final Reckoning.

Ahuizotl: And it looked as if Luna wasn't going to give Twilight her opportunity this month. Hell, she was about to give Sunset the MONTH off. Not the night off, which she got anyway, but the MONTH off! No title defense!

Garble: Which I agree is ludicrous. A champion should not deserve the honor of even being a champion if they can't defend the championship that makes them a champion.

Ahuizotl: That sentence could've been worded less repetitively, but I understand what you were trying to get across.

Garble: Eh, I said a big word, so I feel that made up for it.

Ahuizotl: Good job, Mary Poppins.

-Twilight also slaps hands with the crowd, entering the ring and standing across from Diamond, both with competitive looks across their mugs. There is no pre-match tomfoolery as the referee rings the bell, the action looking to start right away-

Main Event: Diamond Tiara vs Twilight Sparkle

-8 minutes later-

-Both women are up on the top rope. The crowd is biting their nails in anticipation, hoping neither of them mess up and die somehow. Diamond grabs a handful of Twilight's trunks as she lifts her into the air, the crowd rising to her feet as Diamond and Twilight's rise ends as they fall to the mat-

Garble: SUPERPLEX! DIAMOND NAILS TWILIGHT WITH A HIGH-RISK SUPERPLEX!

-The crowd chants "SUPER-PLEX" as Diamond crawls into the cover, getting only a two count-

Ahuizotl: And we saw at Frontline last night, that the Superplex, while it is such a simple move, is quite devastating!

Garble: No joke! Octavia WON the International championship with a Superplex! It's such an underrated gem of a move, and it almost won Diamond this match, as well.

-10 minutes later-

-Going to the well once again, Diamond sets Twilight up on the top rope. The crowd pops big, and begins another chant of "SUPER-PLEX," Diamond nodding as she also joins Twilight at the top-

Garble: No way...is she going to hit her with ANOTHER Superplex?

Ahuizotl: If at first you don't succeed, try TRY again! This may not work out like the first time, though…

-Diamond grabs Twilight's trunks again, but Twilight blocks, punching Diamond in the stomach. She then does the same a few more times, Diamond losing her grip, about on the peak of falling. The crowd is bummed out as Twilight gets off the top turnbuckle, climbing through Diamond's legs. She then knocks her forearm into her back before lifting her up in an Electric Chair position-

Ahuizotl: That was a bad move, by Diamond...those type of moves rarely EVER work out more than once!

-Rather than dropping her on her back, Twilight drops Diamond head first onto the top turnbuckle, the crowd OOOOH'ing at the impact. As Diamond gets to her feet, Twilight then hits her with the Spell-Check-

Garble: Twilight could have it, Twilight could have it!

*1…...2…-Diamond kicks out at the last second, the fans applauding at the intense action-

-5 minutes later-

-Twilight tries to finish Diamond off with the Take A Note, but Diamond escapes. Diamond elbows Twilight in the head, and attempts to hit her with the Diamond Cutter when she turn backs to her. Twilight scouts it, however, and reverses the move into a Backslide pin-

*1….2….3!* -the crowd begins cheering at the sudden finish to an excellent match-

Garble: Oh she got her! Just like that, Twilight wins!

Madden: Here is YOUR WINNEEEER...TWIIIIILIIIIIGHT..SPAAARKLEEEE!

Ahuizotl: What a spellbinding, back and forth contest this was! Just the right amount of excitement we need to put us on the road to Uprising!

Garble: Diamond showed no quit, kicking out of some of Twilight's biggest moves, and ultimately, countering her greatest move of all, the Take A Note.

Ahuizotl: We talked about simple earlier with the Superplex, well the downfall for Diamond was the even simpler Backslide. I would've never saw that coming.

Garble: Well, as you've said, these matches can end at any given time. It just takes 3 seconds to lose. Diamond has nothing to be ashamed of, though, we learned so much about her tonight. About her motivations, and about her will to not give up.

Ahuizotl: I'd say Diamond Tiara's star is as bright as ever. She went toe-to-toe with the number 1 contender for the Eternal Women's championship, and there's no shame in that!

-As the referee raises Twilight's hand, Diamond walks up to her with her head low and her hands on her hips. She then extends her hand out, which Twilight looks at before shaking, sharing a smile and the love of the crowd in attendance-

Garble: A terrific effort, ending with a terrific sign of respect and sportsmanship. We need more of that around here….

Ahuizotl: We sure do...maybe with Diamond turning over a new leaf, we are one step further into making Lunacy a more happy place.

Garble: That's all the time we have for tonight. Join us next week, as the Crater Chick championship tournament continues, as well as Shining Armor...vs Flash Sentry...in a lethal STREET FIGHT. Goodnight, everybody!

-It is Diamond's turn to raise the hand of Twilight, which she does before leaving to allow Twilight to bask in the glory of her victory.

As Twilight's celebration continues on, we are set back to the locker room where Shining Armor has his face buried in between Sunset's legs. Sunset bucks her hips and closes her eyes as Shining works her private bits over with his tongue. The camera zooms in on the Eternal Women's championship, which is sitting beside Sunset as she is feverishly licked by Shining in the most heavenly place imaginable. After a few thunderous moans and what sounds like slurping, Sunset's head lays against her championship, presumably after cumming a third time. Shining cleans up her juices as Sunset laughs at the pleasure of the situation-

Sunset: -resting her head against her championship, exhausted beyond belief- It's good to be the champ….-the show closes with her breathing heavily as she grins at her boy-toy, lord knowing what he's doing in his position-

Match Results:
Overdrive and Vultarian defeated Snips and Snails by pinfall (7:38)
Rarity defeated Flitter by pinfall (14:51)
Amay Wythyst defeated Scootaloo by disqualification (17:16)
Lightning Dust & Fluttershy defeated Turf & Silver Spoon by disqualification (14:23)
Thunderlane defeated Giz Hero by pinfall (21:25)
Twilight Sparkle defeated Diamond Tiara (25:29)

Matches for Uprising (So Far):
Twilight Sparkle vs Sunset Shimmer - Eternal Women's championship
Giz Hero vs Rumble - Carnage championship
? vs ? - Crater Chick championship