-Anon sees Midnight Strike sitting on a black chest. She is looking down at the ground with a slumped posture. He walks up to her.-

Anon: Uh...Midnight?

-Midnight doesn't look up.-

Anon: ...Another tough loss tonight. For the second week in a row, one of the members of the Oddities have cost you a match. Your thoughts?

-After many more moments of ignoring, Midnight finally looks up, perplexed. She gets off of the crate.-

Midnight: ...My thoughts? ...I'm angry. Did you not get the message?

Anon: Well, yes...I can imagine.

Midnight: CAN you, though? Can you REALLY?

Anon: Well, maybe not in the context of your situation, but-

Midnight: Exactly, you CAN'T. You don't know what I'm going through...to have the FIRST MATCH in this company's history, and lose by a glob of JAM. I almost WON the Eternal Women's Championship, but THAT got overshadowed by my LOSS to Twist...I came here tonight, looking to start clean...and I lose AGAIN. This time, to a BALLOON...

Anon: -Tries to say this as nicely as he can- Well, if you're so angry with the Oddities...why don't you just...leave the group?

Midnight: -Tilts her head and stares at Anon- ...Again, this is why you cannot POSSIBLY feel how I am feeling...I'm not ANGRY with the Oddities...I'm angry with MYSELF.

Anon: Yourself?

Midnight: ...Yes. I'm the one that's supposed the keep a level-head. The boys have NEVER seen this side of me before...it's not THEIR fault...they're HAPPY for me, and I may not LOOK like it...but I'm happy that they're here with me.

Anon: Might I ask why you're even IN the Oddities? You don't really seem to fit in.

Midnight: Oddly, no pun intended...I don't KNOW.

Anon: Well...what did you do before you came to the EWF?

Midnight: I worked at the circus. I was in the "entertainment" sector. I breathed fire. Does that sound like an odd occupation?

Anon: No! It sounds pretty exciting.

Midnight: Well, when my boss hired me, he said my talent WAS odd. But, if you can make money off it, you don't really listen to stuff like that.

Anon: -Nods- True...how did you meet the other Oddities, then?

Midnight: We were a TRAVELING circus. We went to all of these different businesses, doing different endeavors, trying to gain rep. for the circus. I got to work with Clip Clop because, apparently, kids like to see both fire-breathers AND clowns at their birthdays. I would've never guesses. We went to Dance Fever's club, and, since it was more of a FAMILY club, Dance needed more FAMILY entertainment. My talent fit that mold, and he paid me quite a bit each time I went there. Bill used me for demonstrations with his students, like burning salt-water, and Hugh...well...-blushes-...we're high-school sweethearts. Yeah, no weird connection there.

Anon: Very cool...and how did you all come together?

Midnight: It was actually on one of my days off. Hugh decided to take me to Dance's club. Neither of us can dance for crap, but it's fun to make a fool of yourself sometimes. It just so happened Clip and Bill were there, too. We figured out we all had worked with each other at some point or another. Clowns were common at Dance's club, too, Bill used Clip for his psychology course on why some people consider clowns scary, Bill's a pretty good singer, and would sing karaoke at Dance's club. I had become friends with all of them at some point, and they were friends with each other at some point, too. Except Hugh...this was the first time he has met any of them. It's just one of those "faith" things. We all talked that night, and got pretty wasted. We danced, we laughed, and we created memories, and we just started hanging out soon.

Anon: Wow...I never knew ANY of that!

Midnight: I don't consider ANY of us "odd." People find clowns "odd" simply because they're scary. People find professors "odd" just because they like to study. People find Dance Fever "odd" because he still listens to disco and wears tight pants. People find Hugh "odd" because he likes jelly more than the average person. I don't find any of the Oddities "odd"...people just don't know how to respond to different members of society, so they dub them "odd."

Anon: So...why don't you quit?

Midnight: Because the boys are enjoying themselves. I may not look like it, but I'm happy they're enjoying themselves. Everyone thinks I'm such an emotionless bitch because I just walk to the ring with a grump on my face. Truth is, I'm not HERE to have fun. I'm here to break skulls, like the commentators have stated oh so many times...because it's TRUE. Which is why you'll NEVER see me clapping to the beat of our theme music as I walk to the ring...because that's not me. I'm no-nonsense, and I guess that's why people think I'm the "odd" one out of the Oddities. That's an oxymoron. I have ALL the reason to stay in the Oddities, if not just to support the boys, because they've been supporting me. Yeah, I've lost, and I've gotten mad, but nobody's laughing at me when I lose. I don't think they even feel sorry for me, because they're not blind, they saw me in the battle royal last week. They KNOW what I can do. No offense to Honeycomb, but I was DESTROYING her in that ring tonight. One little accident occurred, and she one. I'm not mad at her, because she took advantage, and I'm not mad at Clip Clop...I'm mad at myself, because I let the sting of losing on national television in a way like that burn me so, and the boys don't deserve that, and I have to keep my composure, because I have goals in this business, and all the losses in the world won't keep me from accomplishing that.

Anon: What's next, then? How can you be so sure one of these accidents won't occur next week?

Midnight: I won't be wrestling next week. I talked to General Manager Luna, and she agreed to give two of the boys a tag team match. Don't know which two members of the Oddities that'll be, or even who they'll be facing, but it will give me a chance to just sit back and make sure mistakes like that don't cost me my next match. If the boys succumb to one of these mistakes, then we'll just have to have a talk about it. I just can't wait for them to show the crowd what THEY can do, because the boys CAN wrestle...trust me. They know when it's time to get serious, and in the ring...is that time.

Anon: Well, Midnight...thank you for opening up so much. Nobody has had the chance to interview you yet.

Midnight: Like I said, I'm not here to put my life on display, but I guess it's too late now. I'm an entertainer, so I guess I have to get used to having my life exploited...-begins to walk off- even when I don't want it to be...

*Later*

-Anon sees Rumble by the makeup table. Flitter and Cloudchaser are behind him, applying makeup, as they were last week. He begins to approach, but is stopped by Horsepower.-

Horsepower: What's with you, dude? Shouldn't you know by now that you're not on the li-

-Horsepower is interrupted by Rumble appearing at his side-

Rumble: Calm down there, big-man...don't wanna rip your suit. -Rumble pats him on the shoulder- The public just want to bask in my glorious rays of gorgeousness while they can. We shouldn't deny them that opportunity...-gestures to Anon- Walk with me, doll, walk with me...-they stop at the makeup table- -Continues to take selfies- Make it quick, the battery's going to die soon.

Anon: Well, Rumble, I just wanted to get your opinion on your OFFICIAL opponent at Proving Grounds, Overdrive. What's your strategy going into the match after Overdrive showed you up by clotheslin-

Rumble: Ahh shhh shhh shhh shhhhhh...no need to finish that question as the way you delivered it has revolted me enough already. -Looks at the camera for the first time- I present you...with the art of...MULTI-TASKING. I'm going to answer this question, and take a picture of my moving mouth...frame by frame. Ready?

Anon: Didn't you say the bat-

Rumble: O-ver-dri-ve i-s-a-fil-thy-a-nd-low-ly-cha-lle-n-ge-r. Th-e-fa-c-t-th-a-t-h-e-i-s-re-pr-es-en-t-in-g-th-e-ma-le-'-s-di-vi-si-o-n-a-t-Pr-o-vi-n-g-Gr-o-un-d-s-i-s-al-l-th-e-pr-oo-f-yo-u-ne-e-d-th-a-t-I-a-m-th-e-o-nl-y-th-i-ng-wo-r-th-wa-t-ch-i-ng-i-n-th-at-di-vi-s-io-n. I-f-th-e-tw-o-mi-s-fi-t-s-I-be-a-t-to-n-i-g-ht-i-s-th-e-be-s-t-th-e-y-co-ul-d-fi-n-d-f-or-m-e,-I-a-m-po-s-i-ti-v-e-th-a-t-de-fe-a-ti-n-g-O-v-er-dr-i-ve-w-i-ll-n-ot-b-e-m-u-c-h-ha-r-de-r. -Stops taking selfies with a huge grin- Now...let's play the slide-show!

*7 hours later because Rumble spent 20 minutes admiring himself over EACH PICTURE*

Rumble: Truly my best facial work to date...-kisses the air-

Anon: I thought you said the battery was about to die...

Rumble: Ho-OH, SILLY me! That must've just been my good lucks draining away it's cell power!

*What seems like hours later*

-Anon finds an angry Lightning Dust walking through the hall with her cake in hand, and championship around her waste. He walks up to her.-

Anon: Lightning Dust! Can I get a word with you?

-Lightning Dust sets her cake down, and crosses her arms-

Dust: Here to praise me on my STIMULATING first night as champion? -Grins- Go ahead...I won't stop you. I'll let you go all night!

Anon: I actually wanted to get your thoughts on your LOSS tonight...to Twilight Sparkle...

Dust: -Lowers her eyes- Of COURSE you do...you reporters are ALL the same...always trying to PRY answers out of some crestfallen individual over their most recent hardships. -Chuckles- Ya know...it's funny, really...for what seemed like an ETERNITY tonight, Twilight Sparkle cited me as what would appear as the biggest cheater in the world. She whined all night about how "I took the easy way out"...yet...when it came right down to it...SHE took away what could have been a MONUMENTAL moment for someone she had earlier PRAISED...Scootaloo. I saw what happened...Scootaloo got attacked by Diamond Tiara with a chair. Now, Scootaloo went through even WORSE last week. Not once, but TWICE she was assaulted by Diamond Tiara and her air-headed buffoons, and she nearly won THIS title. -Points at her waist, and rubs her title.- Yet, ONE week later, after all of this praise and what I consider SHOE-HORNING...Twilight tags herself into the match. Now, Scootaloo's gotten back up from worse, as I said...who is to say she couldn't have gotten right back up after that attack? Apparently, Twilight says so. Does she not BELIEVE in Scootaloo as much as she once claimed? Twilight's LUCKY to be facing me, and she'll be LUCKY to be the first victim during my soon to be ILLUSTRIOUS championship reign. But hey, at least I have my cake! -Grins- You want a pie- -Lightning Dust looks down, and notices her championship cake is missing. She turns to see Star Swirl running down the hall with it.-

Star Swirl: YES! A sweet for my sweet to savor and eat!

Dust: -Turning back to the camera, and pointing at the scene.- Now THAT guy deserves more TV time...-shakes her head in shock, as well as in an amused manner.-