*The beautiful people...OHHHHHHHH!*

-The show opens with yet another captivating fireworks display, which is just about drowned out by the fireworks exuding from the mouths of all the rabid fans in attendance. The camera pans across the arena, showing many of these fans as they whoop and holler in excitement-

Crowd: -the camera then displays many fans pumping their fists up at their sides and shouting- E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF! E-DUB-EFF!

Garble: We're all set for another wild and crazy night of EWF action! And we thank you for inviting us into your homes in order to present it to you. I'm the always excellent Garble, alongside with my narrow-eyed nemesis, Ahuizotl!

Ahuizotl: Nemesis? But we're a well-oiled tandem! -he frowns- Why do you insist on saying such things about me?! You know how sensitive I can be!

Garble: Don't be a nigger.

Ahuizotl: …-he sniffles- Tonight, we continue the buildup to Boiling Point, where TWO number one contenders will be crowned.

Garble: That's right, man. In our main event, Twist, will face off against Trixie AND Scootaloo, to decide who will face Sunset Shimmer at Boiling Point. On the flipside, ANOTHER triple threat match will take place, to determine who will face The Crater Chick Champion at the upcoming pay per view.

Ahuizotl: And who will be The Crater Chick Champion, you ask? Well, we're in the dark, just like all of you! But we WILL find out who that woman will be, as one of tonight's premiere matches pits Silver Spoon, challenging the current Champion, Diamond Tiara, for that very Championship!

Garble: And speaking of Championships, our General Manager is currently in the ring, along with the two men who will go to war for The Carnage Championship in less than 3 weeks...Thunderlane and Giz Hero!

-Luna stands in the middle of the ring, with Giz to her right, and Thunderlane to her left. All three have microphones in their hands-

Crowd: -in a singing manner- THUNDERLANE AND LUNA, SITTING IN A TREE! IF THEY BOTH FALL THEN WE'RE HA-PPY! THUNDERLANE AND LUNA, SITTING IN A TREE! IF THEY BOTH FALL THEN WE'RE HA-PPY! THUNDERLANE AND LUNA, SITTING IN A TREE! IF THEY BOTH FALL THEN WE'RE HA-PPY! THUNDERLANE AND LUNA, SITTING IN A TREE! IF THEY BOTH FALL THEN WE'RE HA-PPY!

Garble: -as Luna responds with an intense scowl, while Thunderlane could give two shits- The show JUST started, and these people have already captured my heart!

Ahuizotl: It's going to be a LOOONG night for Thunderlane...and Luna, too, which is why she might want to speed this thing up.

Luna: ...Thank you for that COMPELLING rendition...now, if I may, I'd like to kick off tonight's broadcast with the announcement of who these gentlemen's opponents will be later on. -she gestures towards Giz and Thunderlane, who has his arms crossed-

Thunderlane: I think you MEANT to say which dingbat I'm going to EMBARRASS tonight. -he smirks as the crowd boos-

Giz: Oh, would you SAVE your narcissism for AFTER your match? If you can even DEFEAT the opponent I've got lined up for you, that is.

Luna: And that is why I've gathered you out here, gentlemen. So that we may uncover the two men you have pegged to battle the other. Keep in mind that whichever one of you achieves victory in the fastest amount of time, gets to add whatever stipulation you desire to your Carnage Championship match. -Giz nods, as Luna turns towards Thunderlane- Now, Thunderlane. You won the coin toss backstage. -Thunderlane's smirk widens as the crowd boos furiously-

Garble: I've never heard a crowd act so vocal about a COIN TOSS of all things…

Ahuizotl: And we don't even know what that means for Thunderlane!

Luna: That means that, not only do you have the right to select Giz's opponent FIRST, but you also have the opportunity to compete in your match BEFORE his, which will give you the advantage of being able to set the timetable for how long Giz has to defeat his opposition. -Thunderlane rubs his hands together in anticipation as he grins-

Ahuizotl: Ah. That makes complete sense. Turns out, that's a good thing for Thunderlane.

Luna: So, with that in mind...Thunderlane...pick. Your. POISON.

Thunderlane: I've been waiting for a WEEK now to unleash this misfortune on you, Hero!

Giz: I'm sure that, just like yourself, it will be quite dreadful. Now spit it out.

Thunderlane: -he furrows his brows in anger- I hope the dude I've got lined up for you tears that loudmouth of yours straight off your face! Alright then, you asked for it...the man I've chosen has beaten you before...he's even beaten ME before. I'm not saying he's going to beat you again tonight, but he should toy around with you long enough for the clock to wind down. Tonight, you'll be facing...BULK. BICEPS. -the crowd OHHHHs loudly as Giz sighs anxiously-

Garble: WHOOOOAAAA-HO-HO-HOOO!

Ahuizotl: Now THAT'S a pick right there! The holder of The Carnival of Carnage briefcase! Thunderlane may have won The Beat The Clock Challenge RIGHT HERE with that announcement!

Giz: -nodding his head, grinning in a "you got me" fashion- For as much of a slimebucket as you are, I can't deny that you are QUITE intelligent. That was the single best person you could've picked…

Thunderlane: I know, that's why I picked him. -he smirks as he crosses his arms again- Try following THAT.

Giz: There's no way I can, but don't think this means you've already won. Bulk may be the most imposing man on Lunacy, but he's still just a man, and if I can beat him, and I KNOW that I can, then I can beat ANYBODY.

Luna: My hat's off to you, Thunderlane, for setting up another BLOCKBUSTER match for tonight's card! Now, Giz, what do you have in store for Thunderlane?

Thunderlane: -he turns to Luna- No matter WHO I'm facing, rest assured that, since I'm in it, it's guaranteed to be a blockbuster match in its own right.

Giz: That seems as good of a segway as any. You're standing in this ring, stroking your HUMONGOUS ego, and the opponent for you that I have in mind has a MASSIVE ego in his own right. And I'm sure that, after last week, when you took away his opportunity to become Carnage Champion, he's got to be chomping at the bit to flatten YOUR ego a bit! -the crowd is already cheering loudly, as they know whose name is about to exit his mouth- So let's see how you fare against Klaus. -the crowd's cheers heighten, as Thunderlane begins laughing-

Ahuizotl: Thunderlane doesn't seem too concerned about the match Giz Hero has placed him in.

Thunderlane: Is...is this a JOKE?! REALLY? Is that the BEST you could do, Hero?!

Giz: Like I said, you got a hold of the big guns before I could, so I had to improvise. Besides, it makes sense to me, and it seems like it's a match that the fans want to see. -Giz looks out at the crowd, as they cheer wildly-

Thunderlane: You ALWAYS make the same mistake, Hero! You listen to what these lamebrains want! Hey, but that's cool, I ain't gonna oppose. You practically just gave me the night off, so thanks, man. This is gonna be a CAKEWALK for sure.

Giz: I wouldn't be too sure about that. Klaus is not a walk in the park by ANY means. He gave me one hell of a challenge for my title last week, and he'll do the same to you if you underestimate him.

Thunderlane: See, that's the thing...I underestimate EVERYONE, because I know that NO ONE can measure up to me, and that INCLUDES that little Bavarian bozo. He wasn't even a threat last week when I nearly kicked him back to the slopes of Germany! And he certainly won't be a threat tonight when I beat him quicker than you could ever HOPE to, slowpoke!

Giz: You caught him off guard last week. Not to mention, he had just went through a 20 minute match, so let's see you Superkick him when he's fully prepared for it.

Thunderlane: Nobody can EVER prepare for me, no matter HOW much time they're given! And I can promise you that you're not prepared for the stipulation I've devised.

Giz: Whatever stipulation you've conjured up, it won't affect me.

Luna: We'll just have to wait and see if that's so, Giz. For now, we must clear the ring, because the first match of the night is moments away from beginning. Thank you Giz and Thunderlane for your cooperation, and good luck to both of you.

Thunderlane: Save your luck for him, -he points at Giz- because I don't need it. -he looks at Giz with a smirk- Don't worry, Hero. I'll take my sweet time during my match, just so you can have a little extra likelihood to beat my time. Not that it will matter anyway. -he exits the ring with that same smirk plastered on his face, Giz watching him leave with a serious, determined expression-

Garble: Well, it's settled. Thunderlane will go one-on-one with Klaus, and Giz Hero will attempt to topple the titan known as Bulk Biceps! Giz's chances don't look too likely, 'Zotl.

Ahuizotl: No, they sure don't, but I believe Thunderlane is jumping the gun a bit. He's acting as if he's already WON this thing! But it's never that simple. Klaus will provide a challenge, that's for sure. As for Bulk Biceps? He's going to be an absolute ROADBLOCK for Giz Hero! A roadblock which will take a seismic amount of FORCE to break through.

Garble: Yes indeed. But if there's any man that can do that, it's Giz Hero. Thunderlane is definitely in the driver's seat at this moment, though.

"Fastest Girl Alive (Instrumental)" by David Ayers brings forth an influx of boos from the crowd-

Madden: The following conteeest, scheduled fooor ONE FAAAALL..iiiis, foooor the CRAAAAATERRRRR CHIIIIIIIICK..CHAAAAAAMPIIIIIIOOOONSHIIIIP! Introduciiing first...THHHEEEE CHALLENGEEEERRRR! Froooom LOOOONEEEEYYYVIIIILLEEEE! Weighing in at 119 POOOOOUNDS..SSSSIIIIIIIILVEEEEERRR SPOOOOOOON!

Ahuizotl: As Luna refereed to, our first contest of the evening is a Crater Chick Championship match between Silver Spoon, and former longtime friend Diamond Tiara.

Garble: Calling Diamond Tiara her friend is a vast understatement! Diamond taught Silver Spoon all the philosophies she carries with her about life; that you are more important than everyone else. She molded Silver Spoon and Turf into the sadistic, bratty women that they are today, and then...she left them high and dry.

Ahuizotl: She felt regret for everything she had done in the past, and she's a better person because of it. The only problem is...Turf and Silver Spoon didn't see things the same way, and now, for the past few months, they have used everything Diamond taught them to wreak havoc upon their teacher and her friends.

Garble: Silver Spoon is a former Chick Combo Champion, so she already knows what it feels like to have gold in her possession. But tonight, she looks to kill two birds with one stone: Become Crater Chick Champion, while also bringing Diamond's unbelievable momentum as the titleholder to an end.

-Silver Spoon brings herself off the top rope as she lands in the ring, the crowd continuing to boo her. Their boos soon perform a 180 as the theme music of her opponent plays-

Madden: Aaaaand HER OPPONENT! Frooooom LOOOOOONEEEYYYYVIIIIILLEEEE! Weighing in at 125 POOOOUNDS! She iiiis, THHHEEEE CRAAAAATERRRR CHIIIIIIIICK CHAAAAAAMPIIIIIIOOOOOOON..DIIIIIAAAAAMOOOOOOOOND..TIIIIIIIIAAAAARAAAAAA!

Ahuizotl: And you spoke of her unbelievable momentum, and boy, are you ever right? Since winning The Crater Chick Championship at Uprising, Diamond Tiara has been on a never ending crusade to make the title mean what it SHOULD mean! She has retained her Championship in an honorable manner every single time, she has avoided injuries that would effectively end her reign, and she wouldn't DREAM of handing over the title if an even greater opportunity came about.

Garble: Well, that remains to be seen. I seriously wonder if Diamond would stick to her guns on that last point you made. But, nonetheless, her title reign has been perhaps the most exciting of any reign we've seen! She's made it a point, every week, whenever she is able, to allow someone to waltz out from the back, and attempt to win the title away from her, and so far, nobody has done that.

-Diamond walks down the ramp where her Championship fit snug around her waist. She looks out at her fans with a smile on her face-

Ahuizotl: Contrary to the past, this is NOT an Open Challenge match. Silver Spoon was granted the number one contendership after she eliminated Diamond from the gargantuan tag team match at The Royal Rumble, so we KNOW that she has what it takes to defeat Diamond Tiara. But can she pull off a victory when it matters most, here tonight?

Garble: I don't mean to be biased, but then again, when am I ever NOT? But I hope Diamond can pull off the victory here. The Mean Girls have been running AMUCK on Diamond ever since Uprising, and this would be a nice middle finger to those two spoiled children.

Ahuizotl: Diamond used to be spoiled. She used to be entitled, just like them. But now, she has a new lease on life. And not only has her attitude improved, but so has her wrestling ability. It's been a phenomenal transformation to watch unfold!

Garble: Not to mention, I would like to see The Open Challenge gimmick stick around, and I have a strong feeling that Silver Spoon won't be as gracious as Diamond is as Champion…

-Diamond enters the ring, staring down Silver Spoon, who eyes her with contempt. Diamond hands the referee her Champion, stepping back and resting herself against the ropes, stretching up her legs-

Ahuizotl: We were originally supposed to be subjected to this title match at Boiling Point, but Diamond unfortunately suffered a dislocated shoulder 6 nights prior. One has to wonder if that shoulder is going to hold up…

-The referee raises the Championship up high, as the fans woot in excitement-

Garble: Diamond says the shoulder is all healed up. She wouldn't be cleared to compete if it wasn't, but even so, you should all expect Silver Spoon to launch an attack on that shoulder as EARLY as the opening bell.

Crowd: LET'S GO DIA-MOND! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO DIA-MOND! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO DIA-MOND! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO DIA-MOND! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO DIA-MOND! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO DIA-MOND! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Ahuizotl: The "Let's go Diamond" chants, ringing throughout The Asylum. Unsurprisingly, there is NO love for Silver Spoon coming from these fans.

Garble: And that won't change if she wins this match. If anything, it'll only make their disdain for her even STRONGER. I know for a fact that Silver Spoon wouldn't mind, though.

-Silver Spoon watches as the referee hands the title off to Madden, but Diamond is completely focusing her gaze on her fierce rival-

Silver: -turning around, smirking- GOSH, Diamond! I know I'm beautiful but PLEASE take your eyes off of me!

-Garble can only snicker in response-

Ahuizotl: She actually said that with a straight face. Impressive.

Garble: Well, it's all because of that self confidence that Diamond Tiara drilled into her head all those years ago.

Silver: I'll look even MORE stunning with that Championship around my waist, though. -she gives off a conceited chuckle as the bell rings, signaling the start of the match-

Match 1: Crater Chick Championship - Silver Spoon vs Diamond Tiara

-4 minutes later-

-Diamond attempts to land The Diamond Cutter, but Silver pushes her away. When Diamond turns around, she is caught in the jaw by a Spinning heel kick which knocks her down to the mat!- (EXAMPLE: gyazodotcom/1cd2695e52fcca447b599a5b7faf16b0 )

Ahuizotl: OH! A perfectly placed Spinning heel kick by Silver Spoon! She calls that "Spoonful of Pain"!

Garble: -as Silver drops to the mat, hooking Diamond's leg- and Diamond Tiara's pain, could turn out to be HER PLEASUR-and no! Diamond gets a shoulder up! We just about had a new Crater Chick Champion right there, 'Zotl!

Ahuizotl: It'll take a lot more than that to silence Diamond Tiara's excursion!

-6 minutes later-

-Diamond rolls out under the ropes, trying to get away from Silver Spoon's assault. As she lays on the apron, Silver walks over and grabs her legs and positioning her to where her shoulder is just below the bottom rope-

Ahuizotl: This is a bad position for Diamond!

-Silver falls down to the mat, which slingshots Diamond's shoulder up and causes it to smack into the bottom rope. Diamond's shoulder then collides with the mat as Silver releases her legs- (example: gyazodotcom/84a332cb15818b15b20ec2fb20bab566 )

Garble: And now the challenger, beginning to work over the previously dislocated shoulder of the Champion! Diamond's shoulder just vibrated off the bottom rope, and then it smashed into the mat!

Ahuizotl: And if you know anything about the architecture of a wrestling ring, you'll know that, underneath the coating of the ropes is solid steel, and that is evident by the fact that Diamond is gripping at her shoulder as I speak!

-Silver brings her hands under the middle rope and grabs a hold of Diamond's left arm as she is on her side. Diamond grabs onto the middle rope with her other hand, trying to break Silver's grip. Silver responds by placing her boot into the side of Diamond's head, forcing her head down to the mat-

Ahuizotl: And now Silver Spoon is GRINDING the sole of her boot into Diamond's left ear! She is hellbent on dislocating that shoulder HERSELF!

Garble: She's got to make sure she doesn't get disqualified, though!

-Silver removes her boot from Diamond's head and then positions Diamond's left arm against the top of the bottom rope. Silver then drops herself down to the mat, bringing Diamond's arm down against the bottom rope with authority!- (example: gyazodotcom/80d88682fb651265aa7f0e3390a8afab )

Garble: JESUS! Silver Spoon is MERCILESS here! Just as she's been since the moment she and Turf turned their backs on Diamond!

Ahuizotl: Diamond Tiara won The Crater Chick Championship at Uprising. After the match, her "besties" PUMMELED her! Now, a little over 2 months later, Silver Spoon has the chance to rip that same Championship away from Diamond's grasp. And it seems as though she'll stop at NOTHING to do just that!

-Diamond is now walking along the base of the ring, holding her shoulder in agony as Silver Spoon mocks her-

Silver: Awww! What's wrooong, Diamooond? Do you need a tissue? -she chuckles as the fans boo her-

-7 minutes later-

-Diamond is on her knees in the middle of the ring, holding her shoulder. Silver Spoon is behind her, looking to strike-

Garble: I think Diamond is in prime position here...Silver Spoon is about to hit the waves, and she doesn't even need to do any waxing to her board!

-Silver Spoon runs up to Diamond, jumping up high enough to where she can place her feet on Diamond's back. Before she can drive Diamond's head into the mat, however, Diamond is able to jump up to her feet, which sends Silver Spoon off of her back and flying up five feet into the air-

Ahuizotl: DIAMOND'S UP! DIAMOND'S UP!

-Many pictures are taken as Silver Spoon falls down into the grasp of Diamond, a horrified expression on her face. Diamond catches her and brings her down into the mat with a…-

Garble: DIAMOND IS UP, AND SILVER SPOON IS DOOOOOWN! DIAAAAAAAAMOND CUUUUTTEEEEEERRRRRR!

-The crowd is going CRAZY as Diamond rolls Silver over onto her back, hooking her leg-

Ahuizotl: THE COVER! *1…...2…..3!* Another successful title defense for Diamond Tiara, and in EXTRAORDINARY fashion!

-The bell rings as the crowd cheers with such incredible volume. Diamond rolls away from Silver's body, continuing to clutch at her shoulder-

Madden: Here is YOOOOOUUUUUURRRR WIIIIIINEEEERRR..AAAAAAAND STIIIIIIIILL..THHHHHEEEE CRRRRRAAAAAATEEERRR CHIIIIIICK CHAAAAAMPIIIIOOOON..DIIIIIAAAAMOOOOOOOOND..TIIIIIIIAAAAARAAAAAA!

Garble: If there's one thing you ought to expect from Diamond Tiara, it's that she can end a match from ANY angle, at ANY time, and Silver Spoon learned that harsh reality here tonight!

-Diamond Tiara rises to her feet, taking her Championship from the referee with her right hand and holding it up as the referee raises that same hand-

Ahuizotl: Silver Spoon had about as smart of a game plan as you could imagine; target the previously injured shoulder of Diamond Tiara. And her gameplan was working to PERFECTION...up until the very end, where Diamond launched her off of her back.

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

Garble: And who knows just how much damage Silver Spoon dealt to that shoulder. It may have been RE-dislocated in that match!

Ahuizotl: Diamond definitely can't ignore the pain that was inflicted upon it. She can't even raise her left arm at this moment, so it's obvious that Silver Spoon put one HELL of a hurting on it. But even so...she may have taken the greater beating in that match, but Diamond Tiara REMAINS your Crater Chick Champion, folks. She fought through the pain, just as she has done SINCE she became The Champion!

Garble: It's onward and upward from here! Who knows when her next title defense will be. Will she be recovered enough to defend it next week in another Open Challenge? Or will she rest up until Boiling Point?

Ahuizotl: One thing is for certain. Whenever her next Championship match may be, you can fully expect Diamond Tiara to fight until, either she can't fight anymore, or her name is announced as the victor.

-Diamond, despite being in pain, has her Championship resting against her right shoulder as she walks backwards up the ramp, a large grin on her face as she looks out at her fans, who are cheering and applauding her for her performance. The feed then switches from inside the arena, to a large television plastered on the wall. The camera inside the office zooms out to reveal both Luna and Cadance observing Diamond's exit-

Luna: I feel that was a good way to kick off the show. -she turns to Cadance, a smile on her face-

Cadance: Eh, it was okay. -she yawns loudly- Neither of those two chumps could ever be a more deserving Crater Chick Champion than ME, though. -she smirks at Luna, who smirks back-

Luna: That's not very likely. But now that the match has come to a close, I can entertain your reason for being here. What did you need, Cadance?

Cadance: You know FULL WELL that I respect more than ANY other woman in this company…

Luna: Mhhhhm…

Cadance: And I normally am your number one supporter when it comes to any and ALL decisions that you finalize…

Luna: Yes, and I fully appreciate your support.

Cadance: But Miss...I CAN'T stay silent about this...how could you let TRIXIE, the same bitch that infiltrated The System, and then ABANDONED us when the going got tough! Why would you let HER, of ALL people, compete in that triple threat match tonight?!

Luna: And who do you think would've been a more suitable replacement? You?

Cadance: Well I didn't necessarily say THAT, but…-she giggles- I would've been a MUCH better choice. I'm sure we can both agree on that.

Luna: I can't say I do, dear. -Cadance's face droops, and her eyes bulge- Trixie may have made fools out of us all, yes, but she DID defeat you last week. And, furthermore, she made Sunset TAP OUT. We CANNOT deny that.

Cadance: You're RIGHT, but...but she's a TRAITOR! She'll forever be known as OUR Benedict Arnold! How could you reward something like that?! Why don't you remove her from the triple threat match, and just let ME face her at Boiling Point? I SWEAR to you that I will defend the honor of not only you, but of The entire Syste-

Luna: I have NO doubts at all that you would succeed with that, but I think you're missing the bigger picture here. You must remember that my intentions are ALWAYS operated with a much broader view in mind. If Trixie DOES so happen to win the main event, she will be out of her league against Sunset. Do you see what I'm getting at?

Cadance: I….I think so?

Luna: Trixie turned her back on us at High Stakes, and I do INDEED intend to make her regret that. Becoming the number one contender IS her punishment. Do you understand?

Cadance: -nodding and grinning- I do!

Luna: Good. -she smiles- Trixie would be exposed to the same feeling she subjected us to at High Stakes. We know that she cannot defeat Sunset in a one-on-one match, and, after she wound up being thrashed by Sunset, TRIXIE would now be the one who is the fool, courtesy of The System. -she chuckles with a smirk on her face-

Cadance: She'd be the biggest fool in the COMPANY. -she too chuckles, taking to this plan quite well- That's BRILLIANT. But, what if she DOESN'T win?

Luna: If she doesn't win, then I will allow YOU to impart upon her the disciplinary measures.

Cadance: Does...does that mean that she would get to face ME at Boiling Point?

Luna: -she nods- It would.

Cadance: -she pumps her fist downwards, closing her eyes with a wide smile on her face- YES! I like THAT idea even more! Hmm…-she begins to rub her chin with her thumb and index finger- but...for that to happen...she has to LOSE first…

Luna: Cadance, what are you mumbling about?

Cadance: -she snaps out of her thoughts, her eyes bulging as she turns back to Luna- Oh! Nothing! I'm going to go out and find my Shiny~ I'll see ya later, boss. -she walks out of Luna's office, chuckling evilly to herself with a disturbing grin on her face. Luna watches her leave with a raised eyebrow and a curious face as she then are led to the interview area-

Silver Shill: Hey there, everyone. Please welcome my guest at this time, Klaus.

-Klaus walks into the shot from the left side, sliding his ski goggles up onto his forehead with a smirk on his face-

Klaus: Good day to you, Snailpo Shelf.

Silver: Uhh...my...my name is Silver Shi-

Klaus: NOT CARING! -he refuses to even look at Silver as he continues to look away the entire time he talks- I have much more important duties to concern myself over than your meaningless little identity.

Silver: Al-...alright then...one of those "duties" just so happens to be your upcoming match.

Klaus: Ah yeeeeees! With The Wondercrane. I would personally like to thank Glib Hello for naming me as The Wondercrane's opponent. Glib chose me, because, well, -he chuckles- he was impressed by my performance against him last week. Do I blame him? Absolutely not! Who HASN'T been impressed by my sensational proficiency towards pro wrestling? Do you know what would've been even MORE impressive about my match last week, though, Mr. Tiny Micman? If I would have WON it! If I were only to have become The Carnage Champion, I would not have to waste my time competing with specimen like The Wondercrane. But that didn't happen...DID IT, Tiny Micman?

Silver: No...no it did not.

Klaus: And I am not in the wrong because of that. I was unquestionably SWINDLED out of my very first opportunity to become Carnage Champion! I WOULD HAVE won it, I know that for a FACT. I would've become Champion in my VERY first title match, but NOOOO...The Wondercrane had to intervene, and he did it because he knew that, if I was The Champion, he wouldn't have what it takes to defeat me for that title! And that statement will still ring true here tonight, because The Wondercrane is INCAPABLE of beating me, with or without The Championship at stake. You know, Tiny Micman, I hardly EVER am angry, and that's because, -another chuckle- why WOULD I be? What do I have to be angry about? There's no reason to be angry when you are Klaus, because you are the BEST, the COOLEST, and THE most awesome! But this past week? I've been living in a constant state of FURY, because The Carnage Championship? It would be MINE right now had it not been for The Wondercrane! -he then smirks again- But I've got a way to wash my anger AWAY. I'm going to do you a favor, Glib Hello, a BIG favor. And you don't have to thank me, because it's not only to help you, but to help yours truly, as well. I am going to beat Thunderlane, quite handily might I add. But YOU had better hold up your end of the deal, Glib. All you have to do, on your part, is defeat Book Bicentennial, and then you can use up your special stipulation to insert ME into your title match. You're always about doing what's RIGHT, aren't you, Glib? Well I was ROBBED of your title last week, and you can overturn this travesty by letting me compete with you and The Wondercrane at Boiling Point. Yeeees, it's only fair! It's the least you can do for me after handing The Wondercrane such a fierce beating! You know what? Come to think of it…-he shakes his head- neither of us will even have to fret over him, because, after tonight? The Wondercrane will be EXTINCT, courtesy of me! -he chuckles as he slides his goggles down over his eyes, looking off into the distance- I must go now, Tiny Micman. I have many things to be awesome at. Tata! -he walks off with severe confidence-

Silver: And that match, Klaus taking on "The Wondercrane," is coming up NEXT! -from there, we head to a commercial-

-We return from the commercial to an abundance of cheers as Klaus' theme song rings throughout the arena-

Garble: It's time to see if Thunderlane can set the time. If this man has anything to say about it, though, time is about to RUN OUT on him!

Madden: The followiiing conteeest, scheduled fooor ONE FAAAAALL! Is a Beaaat The Clock Spriiiint maaaatch! Introducing first, it is my most esteemed pleasure to present to YOU...the COOLEST, the BEST, the MOST AWESOME, EVERYONE SUCKS BUT HIM...the CREME DELA CREME of COMPETITION, the SLAYER OF THE SLOPES, the BARBARIAAAAN OF THE BAVARIAAAAN..YOUR hero, MY hero! There is NO ONE GREATER, PAST, PRESENT or FUTURE..I give to YOOOOOOOOOUUUUUU..weighing 211 and THREE QUARTER POOOOOOUNDS..KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA..LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSS!

Ahuizotl: Here is a question that I have...if Thunderlane loses this match, does Giz win The Beat The Clock Sprint automatically?

Garble: I think as long as he would be able to beat Bulk, he would win, yeah. But that's saying A TON when you're facing somebody like Bulk Biceps. I'm not saying Thunderlane is going to have an easy night, but let's face it...Klaus, while he may be the greatest, he is NO Bulk Biceps.

Ahuizotl: That's certainly true, but he has BURST onto the scene here in The EWF. A Championship match last week, and now, this week, he seeks revenge on Thunderlane for costing him The Carnage Championship last week.

-Klaus glides down the ramp, completely capturing the crowd's attention as he stops himself just before he hits the ring-

Garble: I'll tell you one thing, though...nobody, and I mean NOBODY can ski better than Klaus! He's the master of the slopes!

Ahuizotl: And he also has hopes of becoming the master of the wrestling ring, but as of right now, those plans have been delayed by a very brash, very determined young man…

-Klaus enters the ring after removing his ski equipment. He fully basks in the crowd's support as he raises his arms in the air. He suddenly lowers his arms to his sides and looks at the stage in contempt as "Hundred Million" by Treble Charger completely changes the crowd's reaction-

Garble: And here comes that guy right now...God, what a 80 that was…

Madden: Aaaand HIS OPPONENT! FROOOOOOM LOOOOOOONEEEEYYYYVIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLEEEEE! Weighing in at 218 POOOOOUNDS...TTTTTTHUUUUUUUUUUUUNDEEERRRRRRLAAAAAANEEEEEE!

Ahuizotl: This should be a back and forth contest between two eerily similar individuals. Both Thunderlane and Klaus are devious, sly, scrappy, yet very talented men.

Garble: If you ask Thunderlane, this match will be a breeze to get through. He has absolutely NO respect for Klaus' in-ring ability, and it shows in his face. You can see that he isn't worried about him in the LEAST.

Ahuizotl: Well, he'd better be worried, because if Klaus can give The Carnage Champion a run for his money, as he did last week, he can certainly do the same for the challenger.

Crowd: PIECE OF SHIT! PIECE OF SHIT! PIECE OF SHIIIIIIIT! THUNDERLAAANE, YOU'RE A REALLY BIG PIECE OF SHIT! PIECE OF SHIT! PIECE OF SHIT! PIECE OF SHIIIIIIIT! THUNDERLAAANE, YOU'RE A REALLY BIG PIECE OF SHIT! PIECE OF SHIT! PIECE OF SHIT! PIECE OF SHIIIIIIIT! THUNDERLAAANE, YOU'RE A REALLY BIG PIECE OF SHIT! PIECE OF SHIT! PIECE OF SHIT! PIECE OF SHIIIIIIIT! THUNDERLAAANE, YOU'RE A REALLY BIG PIECE OF SHIT!

Thunderlane: -he walks over to the steel steps, picking up one of Klaus' skiing poles. He then steps up onto the steel steps, using it as a podium- COME ON, IS THAT ALL YOU'VE GOT?! EVERYBODY NOW! -he begins using the pole as a conductor's baton as the crowd continues to chant-

Ahuizotl: He is SO full of himself...this really doesn't bother him at all, does it?

Garble: It seems that way. He's got a big, shit-eating grin on his face, the bastard. Well, this crowd won't let up on him! Not one bit!

Klaus: YOU PUT MY POLE DOWN, YOU TINY MAN, BEFORE I MAKE YOU EVEN TINIER BY PUTTING YOU 6 FEET IN THE GROUND!

Thunderlane: -he throws his pole to the ground forcefully, entering the ring and looking at Klaus hatefully- Shove that pole up your ass!

Garble: Easy there, Wondercrane...you don't mess with another man's pole.

Ahuizotl: Klaus just may kick his ass to the NORTH pole if he keeps this up.

Match 2: Thunderlane vs Klaus

-The match begins immediately with Thunderlane running up to Klaus and attempting a Superkick. Klaus catches his foot and shoves him away. As Thunderlane bounces off the ropes, Klaus responds with a Running single leg dropkick to Thunderlane's face which sets the crowd ablaze-

Garble: KLAUS! KLAUS WITH A KICK OF HIS OWN!

Ahuizotl: HE CALLS THAT THE COLD SHOULDER, AND IT COULD RUIN THUNDERLANE'S CHANCES OF PICKING HIS OWN STIPULATION!

*1….2…-Thunderlane is able to get a shoulder up, much to the audience's dismay-

Garble: Not quite! The Cold Shoulder wasn't cold enough!

Ahuizotl: It came out of absolute NOWHERE, though! Thunderlane tried to end this match as fast as possible, but it backfired on him!

Garble: It's the smartest thing to do. You CANNOT dilly dally in a match like this!

Crowd: YEEEES! YEEEES! YEEEES-KLAUS-IS-THE-BEST! YEEEES! YEEEES YEEEES-KLAUS-IS-THE-BEST! YEEEES! YEEEES! YEEEES-KLAUS-IS-THE-BEST! YEEEES! YEEEES! YEEEES-KLAUS-IS-THE-BEST! YEEEES! YEEEES! YEEEES-KLAUS-IS-THE-BEST! YEEEES! YEEEES! YEEEES-KLAUS-IS-THE-BEST!

Thunderlane: No! SHUT UP! He's mediocre at best!

Ahuizotl: You won't be able to say that after he's BEATEN you…

-6 minutes later-

-With Klaus on the mat in a supine position, Thunderlane attempts The Rolling Thunder. As he jumps into the air after rolling, he frontflips, and as he begins to fall, Klaus springs up onto his feet, grabs a hold of Thunderlane and brings him down to the mat with a Belly to Back Wheelbarrow facebuster!-

Ahuizotl: INCREDIBLE! KLAUS CATCHES THUNDERLANE IN MID-AIR WITH PISTE OFF!

-Klaus flips Thunderlane over onto his back, sitting down on his belly as he raises Thunderlane's right leg up-

*1…..2..-Thunderlane kicks out once again, causing the audience to "awwww" in disappointment-

Garble: NO! THUNDERLANE GETS THE SHOULDER UP!

Ahuizotl: Let's see that again! -a replay is shown- Watch this! Rolling Thunder...jumps into the air, and here comes Klaus, RISING up off the mat, and PLANTING Thunderlane's face into it with the move he calls "Piste Off"!

Garble: Thunderlane is learning tonight that Klaus is NO pushover! He's been milliseconds away from beating him on numerous occasions!

Crowd: PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP* PUMP UP, KLAAAUS, PUMP UP! *CLAPCLAP*

-7 minutes later-

-Klaus grabs a hold of Thunderlane and lifts him up to where his feet are placed up on the top rope-

Ahuizotl: We've seen this before! This nearly put away Giz Hero last week!

Garble: It seems when it comes to Thunderlane's chances to win Beat The Clock, they're all Downhill From He-

-Just then, Thunderlane brings his right leg off of the top rope and smashes it into Klaus' face. Klaus then releases his grip and stumbles backwards, allowing Thunderlane to remove himself from the top rope-

Ahuizotl: That's a good enough way to remove yourself from that situation!

Garble: I don't care HOW tough you are. A straight knee to your forehead will do significant damage to you!

-When Klaus turns around, Thunderlane is waiting for him. He hoists him up into the air before planting him into the mat with a Brainbuster, the velocity of which makes the crowd OHHHH intensely-

Ahuizotl: BRONTIDE! BRONTIDE! Klaus' brain just splatted against the canvas!

Garble: He landed right on top of his FUCKING head! Dear LORD!

-After that, Thunderlane hooks Klaus' leg with a relaxed grin on his face-

Ahuizotl: The cover! *1...2…* Thunderlane wins! Thunderlane sets the pace for Giz Hero, and the crowd is NOT happy about it!

Madden: Here is YOOOOUUUURRRR WIIIINNEEEERRR...THUUUUUUUUNDEEEERRRLAAAAAAANEEEEEEEEE!

-Thunderlane gets to his feet, smirking with intense satisfaction on his face-

Garble: For once, Thunderlane has a REASON to be proud of himself. He took Klaus' BEST shot, his best moves, and in the end, he bested him.

Ahuizotl: Klaus was on his A-Game once again, but Thunderlane was on his A PLUS game. That knee to the head is what dead him in, and that absolutely DEADLY Brainbuster is what laid him down for the count!

Thunderlane: -at the referee- Raise my hand AGAIN! -he points his arm out to the referee, who begrudgingly raises it a second time, as Thunderlane's grin widens-

Ahuizotl: Of course, he's not one to shy away from his accomplishments, that's for sure.

Garble: We now know the time at which Giz Hero has to defeat his opponent, Bulk Biceps: 14 minutes and 26 seconds. If Giz is not able to win his match in that amount of time, then Thunderlane gets to add his own spin to their Championship match at Boiling Point.

Ahuizotl: 14 minutes with The Beast? That sounds like a TERRIBLE Monday night to me, but I know that Giz will be up for it.

Thunderlane: -pointing up at the titantron, which displays how much time Giz has to win his match- BEAT THAT, HERO! LET ME SEE YOU BEAT THAT TIME!

Garble: Thunderlane is ULTRA confident that Giz won't be able to best his time. Normally, I'd say 14:26 isn't a good time at all, but when your rival is facing somebody as lethal as BULK BICEPS? Yeah, I'd say you're in a pretty comfortable position there.

Ahuizotl: You're absolutely right. Giz Hero is going to have to fight harder than he EVER has before if he once to have any hope of winning The Beat The Clock Sprint. We'll see just how badly he wants to win it later on in the night.

Garble: -as Thunderlane walks up the ramp, heckling fans that want to chastise him following his victory- I'm looking forward to that more than ANYTHING else on the show. It's put up or shut up for Giz Hero.

Thunderlane: -he points at the imaginary watch on his wrist, looking directly at the camera- The clock is ticking, Giz...not just for your match tonight, but the time is running out on your final days as The Carnage Champion. -he winks at the camera, flashing his smug grin as we head back to the interview area-

Silver Shill: Hey there once again, guys. I'm now being joined by one of the three participants in tonight's main event...Scootaloo. -the camera pans to Silver's right to show Scootaloo smiling, with her hands on her hips as she looks at Silver Shill-

Scootaloo: Hey there, Silver. Nice to be here.

Silver: -he nods- Before we discuss your match tonight against the likes of Trixie and Twist, I'd like to take the audience back to this past Friday night on Sublime, and show them what went down between you...and Starlight Glimmer…-both he and Scootaloo observe the monitor behind them, which shows the attack Scootaloo handed out to Starlight-

Scootaloo: Ooooh…-she whistles in amazement- she felt that one the next morning, I can tell you that. -she chuckles-

Madden: How does this turn of events play into your mind, as you head into the number one contender's match later tonight?

Scootaloo: -she gets a more focused expression on her face- Simple, Silver...it doesn't. I'm zeroing in...on another Eternal Women's Championship match. When it comes to opportunities like that...I don't let outside forces, prevent me from concentrating on my actual goals. And my main goal? Is, was, and always WILL BE...to win The Eternal Women's Championship, and many people have said, and you can add me to the same list, that Starlight Glimmer, Gloomlee and Blackheart, whatever their names are-it doesn't mean a damn thing to me, because as far as I'm concerned? They're AFTERTHOUGHTS. Many people have been saying, as have I...that they were one of the key components, as to why I'm not standing before you right here, and right now, as The Eternal Women's Champion. And that's the truth, because, if they hadn't targeted me at High Stakes, I would've been HEALTHIER, and therefore, I would've been able to defeat Sunset QUICKER, before Cadance came out. But because of their attack, I was weakened, so yeah...all in all, those three cost me the opportunity to become The Eternal Women's Champion. So what did I do? I didn't whine or complain, I didn't demand another Championship match...I'm going to EARN that tonight. But four nights later, I showed up at Sublime, and I beat the hell out of Starlight Glimmer. She's all about Equality, right? Well I gave to her...what SHE gave to ME. The only difference is, I was still able to compete that same night at High Stakes...but STARLIGHT? -she chuckles- She COULDN'T. I beat her SO BAD, that she wasn't able to compete later on in the night. She cost me my title match, so I did the same to her. I'm not looking for a match against her or one of her Acolytes, no...I have nothing to prove to them, because I was able to wrestle my match, while she was unable to, and that proves that I am tougher than Starlight. And now, my mind is completely, one hundred percent fixated on my match tonight. I am going to do what Starlight Glimmer COULDN'T do against Rainbow Dash. Not only I am going to beat Trixie, and beat Twist, but ultimately, I'm going to BEAT Sunset at Boiling Point, and finally make her Championship MIN-

"Don't be so sure of yourself, my former tag team partner!"

-Scootaloo smirks as she interrupted. She and Silver look to their left to see Trixie walk into the shot, her own smirk etched on her face-

Scootaloo: Awww...is it really over, Trixie? Just like that?

Trixie: If by "it," you mean the partnership you and Trixie had last week, then yes, that is indeed ancient history.

Scootaloo: -she snaps her fingers as she thrusts her arm out from her side to in front of her chest- (I don't know how to fucking describe it. I wanted to describe it as the "aw man gesture." I don't know what it's called. Fucking whatever) Don't be like that, Trixie! We were such a terrific team! How can you just disband us like that after only one night?

Trixie: We WERE a terrific team, mostly due to Trixie's impeccable leadership skills, as well as her knack for carrying sub-par athletes to extraordinary victories.

Scootaloo: Wow! Sub-par, Trixie? I honestly think you're being too generous, but THANK YOU for the compliment!

Trixie: -she furrows her brows in frustration- Are...are you being sarcastic towards Trixie?!

Scootaloo: -she snickers- Not at all. It would be rude of me if I were to do that…

Trixie: -scrunching her face in response (example: pre15dotdeviantartdotnet/e394/th/pre/i/2012/004/6/0/scrunchy_trixie_by_miroslav46-d4lbaacdotpng )- Do not test Trixie, Scootaloo! -she loses her scrunch, sighing- Last week was just a one-time occurrence. It's not Trixie's fault you became attached to her so quickly, like a little puppy.

Scootaloo: Well this puppy's got a big bite, and it seems to me you've just got a big BARK. That won't do you any good tonight. -she smirks challengingly-

Trixie: Oh, Trixie begs to differ. My "bark," as you call it, gives Trixie the ability to boast about her upcoming victory like NO ONE else can!

Scootaloo: You're going to have to actually WIN the match first if you want to have that honor, and I don't intend on letting that happen. Though our team may have been short lived, my respect for you has no end, Trixie. And whether you want to admit it or not...you respect me, too.

Trixie: -she crosses her arms, looking away- I do NOT! Trixie respects no one but HERSELF.

Scootaloo: Heh...if you say so. After tonight, though, you WILL respect me, I can promise you that, because I am going to be the woman that ends Sunset Shimmer's Championship reign.

Trixie: If it comes to that, you have Trixie's support. Anybody is a more suitable Champion than...HER...

Scootaloo: And if you go on to challenge Sunset, I'm lending you MY support.

Trixie: Trixie doesn't need it, but she SUPPOSES she appreciates it.

Scootaloo: -she chuckles, smiling at Trixie- I totally get that tonight isn't about tag teams. It's about one thing and one thing ONLY...The Eternal Women's Championship.

Trixie: -she nods knowingly- And only ONE of us can be the next Champion. So...may the best woman win.

Scootaloo: -she grins- Yeah, absolutely!

Trixie: And that woman, -she giggles- as USUAL...is TRIXIE. -with that, she turns around, bidding the interview area a fair adieu-

Scootaloo: -shaking her head with a smile as she looks back at Silver- That's what SHE thinks. She's had her moment as Champion...but now? It's MY turn. -at that, Scootaloo now walks off as we head to another commercial-

-We return from commercial to the song "Nebulous" by Vovabs, which the crowd gives a nice reaction to-

Ahuizotl: We are BACK on Monday Night Lunacy, here to present our first triple threat match of the night!

Madden: The following TRIPLE THREAT maaatch, is scheduuuled foooor OOOONE FAAAALL! Aaaand, is to determined the NUMBER ONE CONTENDEEERRR, to the CRAAAATER CHIIIIIICK..CHAAAAAAMPIOOOONSHIIIIIIP! Introduciiing first, frooom CLOOOOOUDSDAAAAALE! Weighing in at 128 POOOOOUNDS..CLOOOOOUDCHAAAAASEEEEEERRRR!

Garble: You heard that right. Whoever wins this next match is going to challenge Diamond Tiara for The Crater Chick Championship at Boiling Point. And here comes the first competitor, the lovely Cloudchaser.

Ahuizotl: She hasn't had a very good track record in The EWF, and her luck has been at an ALL-TIME low since Thunderlane dumped her on television last month, but this could be THE match where Cloudchaser turns his sorrows around. In this business, all you need is ONE win to gain momentum, to bring yourself to this next level.

-Cloudchaser walks down the ramp, putting on her best smile as she slaps some of the fans' hands-

Garble: I'm wondering if that smile she has on is forced, or if it's artificial. I have a hard time believing that Cloudchaser does much smiling nowadays after all the crap she's had to go through in the past few months, but as you said, she could turn her fortunes around in this matchup. She's gained a lot of fanfare because of these recent events, and she could use these fans to her advantage.

-As Cloudchaser waits in the ring, "Axeman" by Jim Johnston brings forth an even greater reaction from the crowd-

Ahuizotl: Speaking of fan support, listen to THAT ovation!

Madden: Aaaand HER OPPONENTS...FIRST! Accompaniiied, byyyy HONEEEYYYYCOOOMB! Froooom CLOOOOOUDSDAAAAALE! Weighing in at 140 POOOOUNDS..MIIIIIIIIDNIIIIIIGHT STRIIIIIIKE!

Garble: There's no doubt that this woman is the most popular in this match. And with Honeycomb at her side, we have what I think is the most LOVABLE duo in The entire EWF!

Ahuizotl: The last time we saw Midnight in action, she was competing in one of the most insane matches to date, The Hope Springs Eternal match. Though she put forth a tremendous effort, Midnight was not able to walk away with the coveted briefcase.

-Midnight walks down the ramp with intensity, but can't help but let out a smile as she looks behind her, where she sees Honeycomb hugging many men, women and kids that make up the front rows on both sides-

Garble: Flitter may not be joining Cloudchaser at ringside, but Honeycomb ALWAYS seems to follow her pal Middy wherever she goes!

Ahuizotl: They're inseparable! And with Honeycomb's support outside the ring, Midnight may be more determined to achieve victory.

Garble: If I was Midnight, I would STRIVE to win this match, because, if I did, Honeycomb would give me a great big celebration hug!

Ahuizotl: But if you lost, she would likely console you with a pity hug.

Garble: -he gasps- That sounds amazing, TOO! Man, Midnight is so lucky…-he frowns-

-As Midnight enters the ring, Honeycomb places her headband onto a thrilled young man at ringside-

Garble: Awww! And so is that child! -he is nearly crying with happiness- HONEYCOOOOOMB! WHY ARE YOU SO CUUUUUUUTE?!

Ahuizotl: ….Where does it hurt?

Garble: ….Right here….-he sniffles-

Ahuizotl: ….In your coccyx?

Garble: Uh huh….-he shakes his head with tears in his eyes-

Ahuizotl: …..Well I can't help you with that.

*"Sky's the Limit" by CFO$ combines the cheers of the previous two women, along with a multitude of boos*

Ahuizotl: And here comes a woman who is FAR from nice...in fact, she's downright NASTY!

Madden: Aaaand, froooom LOOOOONEEEEYYYYVIIIIIILLEEEEE! Weighing in at 122 POOOOOUNDS..TUUUUUUUURF!

Garble: As nasty as they come, you bet your ass. And she's already in a pretty foul mood tonight after her best friend, Silver Spoon, failed to capture The Crater Chick Championship from Diamond Tiara.

Ahuizotl: Perhaps if Turf would've been in her bestie's corner, we would have a new Champion right now.

Garble: You may be right, but as you can see, Turf is coming to the ring alone, no Silver Spoon by her side. Some may say that isn't wise, but Turf looks extremely confident, so I'm sure she thinks she won't need Silver Spoon.

Ahuizotl: It might be a good thing that Diamond won in her case, because, if not, we may have been getting Turf vs SILVER SPOON for The Crater Chick Championship at Boiling Point!

Garble: I have NO clue how that would've turned out. The only thing I know for sure is that it would've been VERY interesting. But let's not get ahead of ourselves here. Turf hasn't won this match already. She's got two tough cookies to crumble in that ring.

-Turf brings herself up onto the apron, flashing her "LEGIT" and "BOSS" hand jewelry before entering the ring. She motions that she will be the next Champion before taking off her Shutter Shades and jewelry. As she does so, Honeycomb approaches Cloudchaser with outstretched arms-

Garble: YES! YES, CLOUDCHASER! HUG HER! DON'T BE A SHITTY BUTT! HUG HERRRRRR!

Ahuizotl: "Shitty butt"...huh. That's a new one.

-Much to the crowd's delight, Cloudchaser wraps her arms around Honeycomb and holds her close-

Garble: YAAAAAAAAAAAY! ME NEXT! ME NEXT!

Crowd: HONEYCOMB'S GONNA HUUUG YOU! HONEYCOMB'S GONNA HUUUG YOU! HONEYCOMB'S GONNA HUUUG YOU! HONEYCOMB'S GONNA HUUUG YOU! HONEYCOMB'S GONNA HUUUG YOU! HONEYCOMB'S GONNA HUUUG YOU! HONEYCOMB'S GONNA HUUUG YOU!

-Honeycomb squees in glee as she parts her arms from Cloudchaser's waist-

Ahuizotl: Awww...that certainly brought a smile to Cloudchaser's face. One that you can tell is NOT forced.

-Honeycomb then attempts the unthinkable. She approaches Turf after she is finished taking off her jewelry and simply stretches out her arms with a welcoming smile-

Garble: No….NO WAY. This can't happen!

Ahuizotl: Honeycomb will hug every damn person on this roster, and that includes the pottymouth Turf!

Turf: -she lets out an- Awwww! Alright, girl, you can be my bestie! -she flashes the "come here" gesture as she smiles sweetly, allowing Honeycomb's arms to envelop her back. Before she can do the same, though, she lands a knee into the gut of Honeycomb, causing her to release her hug and slide down to the canvas to an influx of boos-

Garble: I knew it was too damn good to be true! Bitches will be bitches, and that's a damn shame…

Crowd: FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF!

Turf: -looking down at Honeycomb with mocking eyes- What did you THINK was going to happen, you little TWERP?! You hug gross shitslurpers like all of THEM! -she points out at the audience- I would NEVER volunteer for their germs to gather on my flawless skin! We could NEVER be friends, you FREAK, so go hug yourself in the corner ALONE!

Garble: Damn you, Turf...you've robbed us of what could've been a MAGICAL moment…

-This ENRAGES Midnight, so as Turf continues to stare down at Honeycomb mockingly, Midnight runs to her corner of the ring and lets loose a vicious chop to the chest of Turf!-

Ahuizotl: -as the bell rings- AND MIDNIGHT STRIKE, FIRING OFF WITH A KNIFE-EDGE CHOP! Midnight is INCENSED!

Garble: Did you HEAR that chop?! My eardrum popped after that thing hit!

-Midnight then Irish Whips Turf to the diagonal corner, running over and connecting with another chop to Turf's chest-

Ahuizotl: And another HELLACIOUS chop! We're going to be seeing welts on Turf's chests for a good MONTH now!

-Midnight then backs up a bit as Turf tries to recover, moving away from the corner a bit. Midnight runs towards Turf, launching both of her boots into Turf's upper body, the impact of which knows Turf backwards and sends her into a sitting position as her neck crashes into the middle turnbuckle, promptly knocking her to the mat afterwards to a rousing ovation-

Ahuizotl: And now the boots to the STERNUM of Turf! And she rolls out of the ring afterwards to escape the wrath of Midnight!

Garble: She brought it all upon herself after inciting Midnight's rage! She has a history of going berserk when somebody tries to pick on Honeycomb!

-Midnight now turns towards Cloudchaser, her chest puffing in anger. Cloudchaser looks at her, very anxious for what is to come-

Ahuizotl: And now Cloudchaser has to deal with the aftermath of Midnight's fury. I don't envy her ONE bit!

Crowd: LET'S GO MID-NIGHT! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Match 3: Turf vs Cloudchaser vs Midnight Strike w/ Honeycomb

-5 minutes later-

-Cloudchaser picks Turf up off of the mat and places her on top of her shoulders to where her back is resting on her shoulders in a Torture Rack position-

Garble: I think Cloudchaser is looking to put Turf away with The Cumulus Clutch!

-Before she can do so, Turf is able to escape the clutches of Cloudchaser hook Cloudchaser's arms by grapevining her legs around one arm and her own arms around the other before doing so. She then lowers her body weight as she rolls off Cloudchaser's back, which brings Cloudchaser down to the mat, with her shoulders pressed down to the mat, and her legs in the air-

Ahuizotl: Crucifix! Turf escapes and turns the move into a Crucifix pin!

-Just before the referee can begin counting, Midnight re-enters the ring and jumps over Cloudchaser's legs, grabbing onto each of them with one of her hands before doing so-

Garble: And now Midnight is pinning Cloudchaser with her OWN pin, a Jackknife!

-NOW the referee drops to the mat-

Ahuizotl: THEY'VE BOTH GOT A PIN ON HER!

*1….2…-luckily for her, Cloudchaser is able to kick out of BOTH pins at once, which upsets both Turf AND Midnight-

Garble: THEW. That was a close call for Cloudchaser! I wonder what would've happened had that been a three count, because both Turf AND Midnight had their own version of a pinfall!

Ahuizotl: I assume they would BOTH win this match, but we'll never know, because Cloudchaser was able to get her shoulders up, and now this competitive match will continue.

-4 minutes later-

-Midnight is standing on the apron, awaiting for Cloudchaser to rise to her feet. Once she does so, Midnight springboards off the top rope and flies into the ring. She tries to hit her with The Dead of Night (Springboard Codebreaker,) but Cloudchaser won't allow that as she keeps Midnight afloat by holding onto both of Midnight's legs tightly. She then lifts Midnight up onto her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry position, wowing the crowd with her power-

Garble: OoooooOOOOOHHHH! Look at the POWER of Cloudchaser, completely blocking Midnight's attempts to win this match!

-Cloudchaser then pulls Midnight over her shoulder and drives her down into the mat while falling to a sitting position so that Midnight lands on her upper back and neck between the legs of Cloudchaser- (example: gyazodotcom/aa3120134945db3be0a34e3cb6e9fb11 )

Ahuizotl: And she plants Midnight with The Samoan Driver! Or, as she calls it, "Head in The Clouds"!

-Cloudchaser holds Midnight's legs up and places her legs on both of Midnight's arms to keep her shoulders down as the referee drops to the mat-

*1…...2…-Turf rushes back into the ring and leaps to break up the pinfall, smashing her forearm into the top of Cloudchaser's head-

Garble: And Turf brings an end to Cloudchaser's hopes of winning! She barely made it in time, but she keeps this match alive nonetheless.

Ahuizotl: I think it's safe to say Cloudchaser has this match in the big if Turf didn't come back into the frame!

-7 minutes later-

-Cloudchaser soon finds Turf's knees being driven into the small of her back as she is flipped over onto her stomach-

Ahuizotl: The Backstabber, followed by...THERE IT IS! THE SOD OFF NECKTIE!

Garble: CROSSFACE, LOCKED IN ON CLOUDCHASER! Will she give up?!

-To apply more pressure, Turf bridges her body upwards, her feet planted into the mat. She grits her teeth as she bends Cloudchaser's head closer and closer towards her own back-

Ahuizotl: Look at the arc of Cloudchaser's back! That is some FREAKY stuff right there!

-The crowd begins cheering loudly as Midnight gets up from the floor, pulling herself up onto the apron and then climbing onto the top rope to the left of where Turf and Cloudchaser are-

Garble: LOOK, 'Zotl! Midnight Strike is perched up on the top! Turf doesn't notice her!

-As Midnight leaps off the top, Turf quickly releases Cloudchaser from The Sod Off Necktie and rolls out of harm's way, causing Midnight's feet to smash into the back of the head of the already lying down Cloudchaser-

Ahuizotl: STROKE OF MIDNIGHT TO CLOUDCHASER! I think Turf DID spot Midnight up there, and that's why she rolled out of harm's way!

-Turf quickly gets to her feet and, as Midnight is cursing herself, she grabs Midnight and brings her to her feet. Turf then rushes to the other side of the ring and chucks Midnight's over the top turnbuckle, sending her shoulder crashing into the ring post!-

Garble: OH! Midnight's shoulder bounces off the cold, hard steel of the ringpost! Turf took FULL advantage of Midnight's mistake!

Ahuizotl: She suckered her in, THAT'S what she did! And now…-Turf walks back over to where Cloudchaser is and lowers herself down to the mat before once again applying…- Turf administers The Sod Off Necktie AGAIN! And there's nobody around that can save Cloudchaser this time!

-After 9 seconds, Cloudchaser begins to weakly pat the mat with her palm, as the referee calls for the bell-

Garble: Cloudchaser has NO choice! There was NO escape for her!

-The referee has to literally PULL Turf off of Cloudchaser, who gets to her feet with anger in her eyes, looking to apply the same hold to the referee as the crowd mostly boos-

Madden: Here is YOOOUUUURRR WIIIIINNEEERRRR...and The NUUUUUMBERRR OOOOONE CONTEEENDERRRR, for The CHIIIIIICK..COOOOOOMBOOOO CHAAAAAMPIOOOONSHIIIIIP..TTTTTTTTTUUUUUUUUUUUUURF!

Ahuizotl: That match didn't go the way the majority these fans wanted, but I'm sure Turf didn't give a DAMN what they wanted anyway! The only thing that matters to her is that she'll be the one to challenge Diamond Tiara at Boiling Point.

Garble: And if I'm Diamond Tiara, I just let out a big GULP backstage. I'm NOT Diamond Tiara. Instead, I'm a huge wimp, so I'm positive Diamond DIDN'T do that. I'm actually thinking she's got a smile on her face right now, as she must be looking forward to stepping into the ring with the other former friend of hers.

Ahuizotl: I certainly wouldn't be excited for that, because Turf was pure and utter FEROCIOUS in this match, as we saw once the match ended. The didn't want to release Cloudchaser from The Necktie! And she doesn't even have any PROBLEMS with Cloudchaser! So imagine how things are going to go down if Turf is able to lock DIAMOND, a woman she hates more than ANYBODY in that move!

Garble: It won't be pretty, I can assure you. A few of Diamond's bones may be broken. An entire ARMY of referees are going to have to cooperate in order to drag Turf away from Diamond!

-After her hand is raised, Turf again signals to the camera, with a big smirk, that she will be Champion soon-

Ahuizotl: And that's a direct message to Diamond Tiara. She won't be able to boss around The Boss at Boiling Point.

Garble: The two of us will be there, along with Discord and Dr. Whooves to call this long-awaited encounter. I know Discord is a HUGE Turf fan, so he'll be pulling for her all the way. Me? I'm just expecting a massive CLASH between two once loyal companions, but when Championships are involved, any loyalty that may or may have existed in the past gets thrown out the window! We're going to find out just how "legit" Turf really is.

-Before she leaves the ring, Turf stands in front of Cloudchaser and wipes her feet against the mat, sending the dust that was on it onto Cloudchaser's body to many boos-

Ahuizotl: And that is one of the more PLEASANT things Turf has done to her adversaries. I can only IMAGINE what she'll do when she has Diamond Tiara in that ring with her at Boiling Point…

Garble: -as Turf walks up the ramp, mocking the fans- Speaking of Boiling Point, earlier today, my good pal Ahuizotl sat down with my three favorite rock n' roll stars, 3MB, to discuss their upcoming collision with The Wythyst Family at Boiling Point.

Ahuizotl: -he nods with clenched teeth, thinking back to the interview- Let's just say, things got out of hand...VERY quickly. Have a look for yourselves.

-We cut to a special room designed for sit-down interviews specifically, such as when The Sword were interviewed by Silver Shill. The camera is focused on Ahuizotl, who is sitting in a black interview chair (like this, except black: imagesdotincdotcom/uploaded_files/image/970x450/092812_Two_Chairs_of_Interview_Table_1725x810-PAN_20756dotjpg )-

Ahuizotl: Welcome everyone, to my sit-down interview with one of the most exciting, energetic, popular acts in The EWF...The 3 Ma'am Band. Adagio Dazzle, Aria Blaze and Sonata Dusk. -he smiles at them- Welcome, ladies.

-The camera then shows 3MB, who is sitting in front of Ahuizotl, also in black interview chairs (Aria on his left, Adagio in the middle, and Sonata on his right) in their usual rockstar ring gear-

Adagio: -she smiles as she takes a small bow in her chair- The pleasure is all ours.

Sonata: -grins very happily- HI! Will you be providing us with tacos during this interview?

Ahuizotl: Umm...I'm sorry to say, but no.

Sonata: -she frowns- We'll that's not very hospitable of you...you'd figure you would do your research on your guests before speaking to them. I mean, you had a week to prepare!

Ahuizotl: I'm very sorry for not meeting your accommodations, Sonata.

Aria: Eh, she'll get over it. She could've freaking told you to bring her some tacos, but she didn't, so that's on her. -she scowls at Sonata-

Sonata: -she frowns again- You're right...I apologize. -she hands her head-

Ahuizotl: -he smiles sweetly- It's quite alright, Sonata. Not a problem at all.

Aria: We're all set, chief, so you can get this thing running whenever you'd like. It'll be cool to give our fans the scoop on what we've been up to.

Ahuizotl: Yes, of course. As a beloved band, it's very commendable of you three to keep your fans in the know.

Aria: -she smirks- Our fans deserve the best. It's the least we can for them.

Ahuizotl: Well, this interview was first announced last Monday, and much of The EWF audience has been looking forward to it. It seems that many people are curious as to what was your reason for taking a one month absence, and furthermore, why you have returned to target Amay Wythyst and her Family.

Adagio: Yeah, we've seen those questions thrown around time and time again since High Stakes. And, in the case of our absence, ever since after Lunapalooza. Amay herself started all of this commotion when she asked, "where's 3MB? Where oh where have my rockstars gone?" -she looks directly at the camera- Well we're RIGHT HERE, and this time? We're here to STAY.

Aria: -she nods- That's right, that's right. See, at Lunapalooza...the three of us...we had the match of our LIVES against The Wythyst Family. The dirtsheets raved about it. Tweets began to pour in, citing it as being the best match of the night. And I think it's safe to say that it truly WAS. You had a group of terrifying, intimidating women, who had been running roughshod over Lunacy for a few months now. And then there were US...the new kids on the block. And to Amay, we were nothing more than a few new toys to play with. -she chuckles- And so we PLAYED...we played with her and her sisters, and we had A LOT of fun. -she shakes her head- We really did.

Adagio: Aria's right. A lot of fun was had, but in the end...we didn't win. We LOST to The Wythyst Family. They beat us, fair and square. They beat us so bad, that we decided to take the next week off. We stayed at home, recuperating, and we enjoyed our time off so much, we decided to take ANOTHER week off. Truth be told...the three of us got a little lazy there. But hey, we knew that, come time next month, we'd be ready to step foot in that ring again, and get our careers back on track. Of course, we weren't going to miss an episode of Lunacy, because we had to see how things were going to shape up, prior to our return, and on the second episode of the month, WHAT do we hear? We hear Amay Wythyst, in ALL of her glory, FRESH off a big victory...we hear her MOCKING us...she's having a grand old time BELITTLING us. Now, we know that Amay certainly isn't the type of gal to shake someone's hand after a match, and we know she has a tendency to run her mouth, and speak in all these riddles, but it was quite clear to us what her message was here...she was gloating. She and her Family conquered us, and she just couldn't help but make a big deal about defeating us.

Sonata: She said that she and her sisters were the reason why we weren't in attendance at the previous show...she was speaking as if we were DEAD.

Aria: You know what that does to people, Ahuizotl? She was practically calling us a FAILURE, and that...that lit a fire under us. The weeks went by, and STILL, Amay continued to chastise us, and her words dug into our skin, deeper and deeper...and entwined with her words, were flashbacks of our failure at Lunapalooza. One week, she even played a clip of Sonata CRYING. We get it, Amay...you beat us...we didn't expect you to praise our efforts or anything, but to kick us while we were down? It was the WRONG choice.

Adagio: If Amay wouldn't have ran her fat mouth, we wouldn't have shown up at High Stakes, and we certainly wouldn't have cost her The Hope Springs Eternal briefcase. After all the ways she talked down to us, what did she THINK was going to happen? We WEREN'T going to stand by and just TAKE that. NOBODY talks crap about 3MB and gets away with it.

Sonata: And, really, why is it even such a big deal to her that we cost her the match in the first place?

Aria: Yeah, that's what I want to know. Amay spent nearly the entirety of last month ridiculing us, and when she wasn't, she sure as hell wasn't discussing The Hope Springs Eternal match, that's for sure. That gives us the impression that she didn't even CARE about that briefcase to begin with! But what happened the night after High Stakes? She makes a big deal out of it! Well, if it meant so much to her, she wouldn't have pissed us off, she wouldn't have forced us to show up at High Stakes and shove her off that ladder! If she would've just focused on the ladder match, instead of dragging our names through the mud, Amay Wythyst would be holding that briefcase right now, and we wouldn't even be HAVING this discussion.

Sonata: -she nods with an angered expression- We returned to Monday Night Lunacy, because, one, it's our job, and we couldn't allow our adoring fans to be without our presence for too long. But we returned and stuck it to Amay and her family, simply because they had it coming.

Aria: -she nods- You wanna trash talk us? Make sure you actually take the trash OUT first!

Ahuizotl: It's very noble of you three to make your return, and, just as The Wythyst Family did on your debut night in targeting you, you are now targeting The Wythyst Family. But I must ask...facing them in your regular old six women tag team match is one thing, but why would you girls challenge The Wythyst Family to a NO HOLDS BARRED match at Boiling Point?

Adagio: Heh. You aren't the first person to ask us that question. Ever since last Monday, our Twitters have been flooded with people saying, "are you girls CRAZY?" "Are you NUTS?!" "Why would you want to face The Wythyst Family in a No Holds Barred match?!" First off, 3MB was crazy LOOONG before last week, let's just say that.

Aria: WOOOOOOO! And we pride ourselves on that! But to answer your question, as we said earlier, the three of us had MUCH fun going toe-to-toe with them swamp girls, and that WAS your normal, run of the mill 6 women tag match, yet it was CHAOTIC as all hell! But even so, the 6 of us were still held back by the rules. We couldn't go all out like we wanted to. So we figured for round two, why don't we go BALLS TO THE WALL? Why don't 3MB and The Wythyst Family TOP our previous encounter? And what better way to do that, then to STRIP OFF all the rules, all the restrictions?

Adagio: It's going to be ugly, but hey, The Wythyst Family should be right at home in that environment, given how hideous they are themselves. -she smirks- And we're well aware of the implications of this match. We understand that we could be bloodied. We could be ripped to pieces. We could be DEMOLISHED...but that's the EXCITING part about it! -she grins wickedly- And we get to do the SAME to those Wythyst girls! We can bloody them, we can rip them to shreds, and we can DEMOLISH them-and we WILL. Trust us on that.

Ahuizotl: And you spoke of your first encounter with The Wythyst Family...as we saw, before that match...Sonata…you nearly WALKED AWAY from Adagio and Aria. You had your bags in your hands, and you were going to go home. I ask this question solely to you: Are you mentally prepared to take on The Wythyst Family once again?

Sonata: -she boldly nods with a serious look on her face- You're right. I...I almost left my bandmates high and dry. It was easy to tell that I was scared. Scared of Amay...of Harper and of Rowan, and I didn't want to be hurt by them. I wasn't brave enough to step into that ring, and face The Wythyst Family. But Adagio...Aria...they helped me FIND that bravery. And now that I've found it...I'm no longer afraid.

Adagio: Let me ask you something, Ahuizotl...what are YOU afraid of? Heights? Spiders? DEATH?

Ahuizotl: I'm actually quite terrified of water, and the thought of drowning…

Adagio: That's a very common phobia, as are the ones I just mentioned. But all fears can be conquered. They can be beat. A lot of people find themselves to be terrified of things that they can't understand. As a child, your parents tell you that monsters aren't real, but there's no way I can believe that now. Because there are walking, talking monsters that reside right here on Lunacy...and they are The Wythyst Family. When 3MB made our debut, we never figured, that same night, that we were about to capture the curiosity of these monsters. Now, it's pretty obvious, but, out of the three of us, Sonata is the baby of the group. And that means that Aria and I have to act as the big sisters, and we have to protect her. It hurts us to this day, but on that night...we weren't able to protect Sonata…-she frowns, as Sonata cuddles up against her shoulder-

Sonata: You girls tried your best...you were just as terrified as I was…

Adagio: We still failed...The Wythyst Family showing up...Amay directing her attention at you specifically...it all made Sonata cry. We tried to act tough, but Amay's words...they gave us chills, and soon...they made us shake...they made us quiver in anxiousness. We were able to hold ourselves together better than Sonata, but as we comforted her in the ring, we knew that, if she continued to talk, we soon would have joined Sonata in weeping.

Aria: And it's just as Adagio said, none of us could understand them. Amay, Rowan, Harper, but ESPECIALLY Amay...we didn't get it. Everything she said...it...it was so mysterious, and hypnotizing, and we couldn't for the LIFE of us understand why! And that...that made us scared...it MORTIFIED us. These three random women show up on our first night, and for seemingly NO REASON, they set their sights on us. Amay explains it in her own way, but it doesn't make sense to us, and it makes Sonata break down, and it nearly caused Adagio and I to break down, too. It all made no sense to us. The fact that Amay so callously THREATENED us from night one, without any clear cut reasoning, it gave us chills...we had never felt that way before...of course, we couldn't tell Sonata about this, because we're here protectors, we're her guardians. If WE can't be strong for her, then NO ONE can! So we kept it a secret.

Adagio: ….I wound up calling Aria at 3:00 in the morning, telling her that I had the WORST nightmare about The Wythyst Family, and I was stunned when I found out that SHE had the SAME nightmare…

Aria: ...That's the scariest part of all...neither of us could sleep the rest of the night...we were too afraid of what other nightmares would be lying in wait. We wound up talking on the phone for the rest of the night. And then, early in the morning, we learned that SONATA had the exact same nightmare as we did. Still, we didn't tell her about our nightmares, because that only would've made Sonata worry even MORE. We kept our feelings hush hush to her. But every few nights that whole month, another nightmare kept us up, terrified out of our minds, and it was ALWAYS the exact same nightmare for the three of us. It was driving Adagio and I CRAZY, and we knew Sonata was an emotional WRECK...we just wanted the nightmares to end.

Adagio: On the day of Lunapalooza, literally MINUTES before our match, we figured out what needed to be done in order to end the nightmares once and for all. When we went to our locker room to let Sonata in on it, we found that she wasn't there. We searched ALL over the arena, until at last, we found Sonata, walking towards the exit. We only had one shot to convince her, otherwise, we'd be facing those girls in a Handicap match, where the outcome might have been WAY worse than how it actually turned out. Everyone knows what we told Sonata, because a camera happened to be following us at the time. The only way to get over your fears, is to FIGHT them! That's what we all had to do on that night!

Sonata: And I had to be the one to do it first, because Amay wanted to start the match off with ME. At first, the very thought of that made it hard to breathe, but once I actually got into the ring, and stared into the eyes of Amay Wythyst, my breathing calmed down. And then, when I jumped up, and I kneed her in the face, all of my worries? They just...vanished, because I found out that, yes, Amay can hurt me, but at the same time, I can hurt her, too! And all six of us hurt one another. We took each other to our limits. We brought out the BEST in each other, and that brought out the fear we had for The Wythyst Family at the same time.

Aria: And to prove it, we all went to bed that same night, and at no point did we ever wake up in a cold sweat because of some damn nightmare. None of us ever got a phone call from the other, and we haven't since then. The nightmares are gone. The Wythyst Family's scare tactics are over. They don't affect us anymore, and so that makes our match at Boiling Point even playing field. They can't scare us, and we can't scare them, but we don't have to. All we have to do is kick their asses, just like before. Only this time, we have to do it better.

Adagio: The only thing we need to remember, is that we can only to this as a team; as a band. We can't afford for anyone of us to lose focus. We got through our fear...as a FAMILY, and we'll get through The Wythyst Family ENTIRELY in the same way. And before you ask your next question, I'd like to delve into that further. I don't think Amay Wythyst understands what a FAMILY really is. See, me, Sonata and Aria? WE'RE a family. We aren't related by blood, but we are always there for one another, through thick and thin. We're inseparable. There is nothing we can't do when we're on the same page. But Amay...she calls her group The Wythyst FAMILY? What about them is a family? I don't think they're related by blood, because they all have different last names, and like I said, that's not essential, but families CARE for one another. They LOVE one another. I seriously have to wonder...does Amay Wythyst really, TRULY care about Rowan or Harper? She never lets them say a single word, but that's probably because they couldn't form coherent sentences, even if they tried. But Amay does all the talking. You know what that sounds like to me? A CULT, and NOT a family.

Aria: You're on to something there, 'Dag. Amay says those two are her SISTERS? Well she never praises them. She never shows them love. I know sisters can fight sometimes, but that's just my point, these "sisters" DON'T fight! In fact, Harper and Rowan seem to WORSHIP Amay. They follow her every will and command, like they're a couple of zombies…

Sonata: They're followers! They follow Amay everywhere she goes, like mindless drones.

Aria: Atta girl, Sonata! Amay wouldn't be NEARLY as powerful as she is without them by her side, and she surely knows that. But I wonder if she ever shows them any gratitude. Maybe Harper and Rowan aren't looking for gratitude. Maybe they owe a life debt to Amay. Frankly, we have no idea, and frankly, we don't give a damn. None of that matters. Their relationships with each other aren't important. What IS important is that 3MB IS a family. A family that cannot be broken or divided. We're the greatest band in the world, and at Boiling Point, we're going to melt The Wythyst "Family's" FACES off, and send them sinking down to that swamp in the bayou, or the Everglades or wherever they live!

Ahuizotl: -he is grinning- It's great to hear you girls so confident. I know you're busy women, so I just have one last question for yo-

-Ahuizotl is interrupted by the sound of creepy piano keys-

*DEH!*

-When the lights turn back on, Amay Wythyst is in front of Ahuizotl, looking down at him with a sinister smirk on her face. Ahuizotl gasps in fright. He looks behind himself to see Harper and Rowan, and this causes him to fall out of his chair-

Amay: -leaning down next to Ahuizotl- LEAVE.

-You don't have to tell Ahuizotl twice. With frantic, terrified eyes, he bolts out of the room. Amay chuckles as she turns around to meet 3MB, before taking a seat in Ahuizotl's chair-

Amay: -she notices the dark looks 3MB are giving her- Simmer down, girls…-she chuckles- I know what you three have felt in the past. And believe me when I say, it's okay...to be AFRAID. -more chuckles follow- For I, am the hammer that EVERYBODY fears! -she brings up an index finger- But HE is the FORCE...that drives the nail down. So my advice is, you enjoy your world, as long as you can, man...because we...are gonna take...it AAAAALL AWAAAAAYYYY…

Adagio: You can say whatever you want. We are NOT afraid of you, dammit! That time is OVER.

Amay: -she leans closer, whispering- Well you SHOULD be…fear consumes us all, and you three shall be no different. Lucy...and Ericka...they ARE my sisters, and how DARE you assume that they are not! My family...my family is full of WARMTH. It's full of COMPASSION. It's EVERYTHING to us! We were brought together, by the man whom we all look up to…

Aria: Would you shut up about that guy already? You'd better get used to disappointing Brother Avery, because your biggest disappointment to date is fast approaching, and its destination? Is BOILING POINT.

Amay: WE OWE BROTHER AVERY EVERYTHING! WE OWE HIM OUR VERY LIVES! Your DEMISE is fast approaching, 3MB, and it will be by OUR hands! And it shall be my greatest ACCOMPLISHMENT to date! You say us sisters don't fight? Oh, I assure you, we do indeed fight...heh heh heh heeeeeeh...we just don't fight each other, as we are ONE being! Brother Avery...he would be dejected if we were to squabble amongst ourselves. So instead...we will save our aggression on all the poor souls who wish to get in our way. And that...is YOU three. -sinister giggling follows- You all don't know the true meaning of FEAR...but you will shortly. You will weep at my feet! You'll cower in AGONY! Your harmonies...your melodies will DIE...forevermore. For once, I will not tell you to run, because there will be NO place to run when Boiling Point arrives. I will end your facade. No longer will you be able to find solace in your rock star personas. There will be no comfort at all for the three of you. All that shall be left behind of your decaying, frigid remains...is smoke. Desolation. DAMNATION. See you again soon…-he stands up from his chair, and walks over to Aria first, leaning down right in front of her face- my….-then he walks over to Adagio, still leaning over- little….-and then finally, Sonata- playthings…-Amay lets loose a single chuckle with a wide grin. As there are no fear in any member of 3MB's eyes. But before they can respond in any way, the sound of "DEH" causes the lights in the room to go out again, and when they return, The Wythyst Family is nowhere in sight. 3MB look around for them, but can't find them anywhere-

Adagio: Pst…-she waves off Amay's scare tactics- She just never gives up, does she?

Aria: Not a chance. We can finally shut that mouth up for good at Boiling Point. -she gets up from her chair, as do Adagio and Sonata- I guess this interview's over again.

Adagio: It seems that way. Let's take our leave, then.

Aria: Got'cha!

-Aria and Adagio exit the room, but before Sonata does, she leans down, frowning into the camera-

Sonata: Sorry the interview had to be cut short, guys! Once again, Amay Wythyst sought out to put a stop to our good fun. But don't you worry, because we won't let her stop our fun permanently! We plan to have a lot of fun with her and her stinky sisters at Boiling Point. -she giggles, before waving at the camera with a cute smile- Goodbye, guys! See you later! -she jogs out of the room- Wait for me, girls! Let's go to Del Taco! -the feed fades to black as another commercial follows-

-We return from commercial with Sadie Sandals in the ring, stretching-

Ahuizotl: We've returned to Monday Night Lunacy, and tonight, we're going to get another look at CCW prospect, Sadie Sandals.

Garble: She competed twice on Lunacy last month, in a Battle Royal each time. She had a success rate of ZERO in both of those bouts, but tonight, we're going to see her in singles action for the first time. Let's see how she does.

-The sound of creepy piano keys widens Sadie's eyes, as well as electrifies the crowd in an instant-

*DEH!*

Ahuizotl: -loud gulp- If I had to guess, I'd say a zero success rate is in store for this match, as well!

Garble: No kidding...fuck…

-Amay Wythyst appears on the titantron upon lighting her signature lantern-

Amay: -grinning wickedly at the camera- We're here…-she blows out the lantern, and on cue, her theme music begins to play. The crowd begins to clap along to the beat as Amay emerges on the stage, the lantern aiding her down the ramp as it lights the way for her, Ericka Rowan and Lucy Harper, who walk behind their fearless leader-

Ahuizotl: It was an absolutely BONE-CHILLING sight to see Amay Wythyst and her sisters appear during my interview with 3MB. For a split second, I was able to look directly into Amay's eyes for the very first time, and what I saw was STARTLING...I saw what I think...what I HOPE was a woman who has no conscience, no absence of malice, and above all else...NO FEAR. Amay's eyes were icy, and they nearly pierced my very soul...I had to look away at that point, for I felt that if I continued to stare, I would fall into a deep trance, and I would forever walk amongst Amay as one of her aimless followers, just as Ericka Rowan and Lucy Harper do every day of their life. I felt as if Amay Wythyst was attempting to brainwash me; to rape me of my sensibility.

Garble: Just hearing you describe that makes my skin crawl...it makes my blood run COLD. But I feel like you are wrong somewhere in that sentence. I believe Amay DOES have a conscience, and that conscience goes by a certain someone named Brother Avery. I think Amay has made it quite clear that he dominates her every waking thought. Hell, last week she practically admitted that she's doing all of this for HIM. I wish I knew somebody that I cared about as much as she cares about this Brother Avery guy.

Ahuizotl: You have a point there. Amay claims that she is going to, "put 'em all down," in honor of her Brother. Who knows if he is dead, alive, or if he even existed at all? The only thing that's for sure about Amay Wythyst...is that NOTHING's for sure...

-Amay sits down in her rocking chair, rocking back and forth for a little bit before she blows her lantern out, the lights turning back on afterwards. The crowd cheers wildly as Amay sets her lantern down and begins to remove the unnecessary parts of her ensemble-

Garble: However way you want to look at it, she's one terrifying in-ring competitor. Just look at Sadie Sandals. She's completely PETRIFIED standing in the ring right now! And I don't blame her ONE BIT.

-Amay stands across the ring from Sadie, laughing manically as she shakes the fingers on her hands loose in anticipation of this fight-

Crowd: AMAAAY'S GONNA KIIIILL YOU! AMAAAY'S GONNA KIIIILL YOU! AMAAAY'S GONNA KIIIILL YOU! AMAAAY'S GONNA KIIIILL YOU! AMAAAY'S GONNA KIIIILL YOU! AMAAAY'S GONNA KIIIILL YOU! AMAAAY'S GONNA KIIIILL YOU! AMAAAY'S GONNA KIIIILL YOU!

Match 4: Amay Wythyst w/ Ericka Rowan & Lucy Harper vs Sadie Sandals

-As soon as the bell rings, Sadie rushes at Amay, who wraps an arm around her and lifts her up into the air before slamming her down into the mat-

Ahuizotl: What CRIPPLING force on that Uranage side slam!

Garble: Well that sure was foolish of Sadie, but maybe she just wants to get this thing over in a hurry...I know I would.

-1 minute later-

-Amay sprints to the other side of the ring and smashes her body into Sadie, who is leaning in the corner. She then begins to ballroom dance with her from out of the corner to the middle of the ring- (example: gyazodotcom/99154ef5fa1af79ff31660e7d65063cf )

Garble: What in the...WHAT THE FUCK? WHAT THE FUCK!?

Ahuizotl: She's...she's DANCING with Sadie Sandals! Amay Wythyst nearly ANNIHILATED Sadie with a Body Avalanche, and now she's two-stepping with Sadie Sandals!

-After she is finished dancing, she bends Sadie's body down, before kissing her forehead-

Garble: I am creeped out as all hell- -Amay then drives Sadie's face into the mat, much to the crowd's enjoyment- THERE IT IS! Brother Avery!

-Amay pins Sadie like this: gyazodotcom/eb9638b31bd99d0b627eda9a82fc47fd -

*1….2….3!*

Ahuizotl: The kiss to the forehead, and you can kiss Sadie Sandals good night…

-As the bell rings, Amay looks off into the distance-

Madden: Here is your winnerrrr...Aaaamaaaay..Wyyyythyyyyst…

Garble: Like we predicted at the outset of the match...Sadie Sandals had no chance. But at Boiling Point, Amay Wythyst and her sisters are taking on an entirely different animal. During their interview with you, they showed a fire that I haven't seen from ANYBODY that is going into a fight with Amay Wythyst. They aren't afraid anymore of what is to come their way.

-Harper and Rowan enter the ring and stand at Amay's side-

Ahuizotl: Judging by this match, they have A LOT to be afraid of, but even so, Aria, Sonata and Adagio aren't going to let Amay or her Family intimidate them. There is NO room trepidation when you're in a No Holds Barred match against 3 of the most imposing women in The EWF.

Garble: That's exactly right. You've gotta leave all that uneasiness at the door, and go in guns ablazing, and that's what 3MB is going to do. They'd better come armed with a lot of rounds, though, because The Wythyst Family aren't going to die easily. 3MB is going to have to unload on these gals with EVERY bit of firepower that they've got!

Ahuizotl: It will be a battle for the ages, no doubt about that, and when the dust has settled, all 6 women may never be the same again.

-Amay is on her knees in the middle of the ring, her arms outstretched as she cackles manically with Harper to her left, and Rowan to her right-

Amay: FOLLOOOOOOOOW! THE BUUUUUUZZAAAAAAAARDS! -she continues to laugh as the crowd cheers her and her Family without the octaves decreasing even for one second at any point-

*DEH!*

-When the image of Rowan's sheep mask dissipates, we see Silver See in the interview area once again-

Silver: Once again, I would like to introduce my guests at this time. Neon Lights, and DJ Z!

DJ Z: BERPBERPBERPBERRRRRRRP! Sil' MY MAAAAN! -Silver reluctantly fistbumps DJ Z's fist-

Neon: Hey ease up, 'Z. It's an interview, brodog, chill out. We gotta act presentable. -there is a pause, before both he and DJ Z bust out into a fit of laughter. Neon wipes a tear from his eye- What's good, Silver?

Silver: Speaking of, just last week, you two were PRESENTED with an unfortunate loss, courtesy of EGO. How have you been dealing with that?

Neon: Not good, not good man. After we talked all that smack, Gaystave and Fanny Pantaloons smacked US around a little bit. Not gonna lie...it left a bad taste in our mouths. Like those eclairs Le Grand stuffs with a certain salty surprise. -he makes a disgusted sound-

DJ Z: EVERYBODY and their meemaw knows that those two thumbsuckers only won because Fleur De Limpnipples felt the urge to take a swipe at his precious pearls.

Neon: Yeah…-he looks at the camera defiantly- Well the joke's on YOU, cupcake, because it felt pretty damn good! And then AFTERWARDS, when you swatted my ass? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~~~~~~~~ You did me a FAVOR, sweetcheeks! If you're ever up for it, you can punish me as much as you want. You can beat me within an INCH of my life! You can-

DJ Z: DUDE. STOP. Nobody wants to hear about your fantasies, okay?! You've been texting me with all this gross shit for the past WEEK, and all of it has nearly made me vomit! Look, man, I accept you for who you are, as my bro, but you've got to respect my desire to not hear about your perfect date with your little Spanking Seductress!

-There is a pause between the two as Neon frowns-

DJ Z: But...yeah...Lights and I? We ain't gonna make excuses. We lost last week, and we'll own up to that.

Silver: That's good to hear. You two have a chance to rectify last week's loss with a victory tonight over your opponents...The Vaudevillians. What are your thoughts on this first-time ever matchup?

Neon: -his eyes light up with glee- Oh man, we are hella excited about this! Those guys showed up last week, and they made a big SPLASH. Not only in the tag team division, but just OVERALL. They referred to taking EGO's spot, so that naturally means that they're after OUR spot, as well. 'Z and I aren't going to just HAND it over to them, let me tell you that.

DJ Z: -He shakes his head- We sure aren't. But at the same time, we can't help but MARVEL at those dudes! I mean, they were AWESOME, man! Black and white all across the board, retro music, old-school leotards, the whole SHEBANG! What's not to love?!

Neon: -he shakes his head fondly- I wish the two of us could be in black and white ourselves. Then we would have officially MADE it!

-Just then, the color of the picture drops, and it replaced with a black and white effect, along with the sound silent movies make (I hope you know what I'm talking about. Ya know, the little whirring sound the film makes for some reason.) DJ Z and Neon Lights gasp in astonishment, sharing amazed looks with each other before they jump into the air, high fiving each other-

DJ Z: HELL YEAH, MAN! OUR DREAM CAME TRUE! IT'S LIKE WE'RE IN A FREAKING BLACK AND WHITE FILM!

Neon: THIS IS SO COOL! But...but how is this happening? WHO IS BEHIND THIS?! SHOW YOURSELVES AT ONCE!

-Just then, Simon Gotch and Aiden English emerge into the shot. Simon has both hands behind his back, while Aiden has just one, while the other hand looks like he is carrying an imaginary cigar pipe (like this: gyazodotcom/39868231163051ffb37edf57e4d9a3d0 )-

DJ Z: -he points at The Vaudevillians- It's….it's YOU!

Aiden: -he acknowledges them with a nod- Gentlemen. And I use that term VERY accordingly.

Neon: -sharing another look with DJ Z before nodding- Yeah...yeah! We're pretty manly ourselves.

Aiden: Indeed you are. You might not possess the brawn of Simon, but you each display a tremendous amount of bravery and backbone; two of the most essential traits a man could retain.

Simon: -he nods with a smile- And that's much more than we could ever say for those dreadful lads that make up the so-called "Extraordinary Gentlemen's Organization." You two, on the other hand, PERSONIFY what it is to be known as "manly"!

DJ Z: -nodding with a wide grin- Well thanks for the endorsement, bros...since we've got you here, Lights and I have had a few questions for you that have been bugging us for a week now.

Aiden: And what's that?

DJ Z: Do you, like...have control of the color scheme of the world? Because right now, everything is completely black and white!

Neon: Yeah...it's pretty trippy, and also pretty amazing.

Simon: -he chuckles- It just sort of happens whenever we enter a room. We have no explanation for it.

DJ Z: DAAAAAMN that's too sweet! Oh, and also...what decade are you guys from? The 1890's? The 1920's?

Aiden: -shares a look with his partner- We represent ALL decades that preserved the qualities and duties that genuine men took on. But things have not been that way since The Great Depression took its toll on America, so we look at ourselves as enthusiasts of the 1930's and beyond.

Simon: -nods- We are here to remind everyone of what men once were. And though you are fellow men, just as we are, our campaign begins tonight, when Aiden and I square off with the two of you.

Aiden: And we don't plan on failing.

Neon: Hey, that's fine with us. A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, and what 'Z and I gotta do is spoil your debut.

DJ Z: Yeah. Sorry to say, but we can't afford to lose another match. Otherwise, people will start saying we've lost our edge.

Aiden: Understandable. Well, one thing is for certain. Win or lose, all FOUR of us can say we're bigger men than those fictitious fellows, Fancy Pants and Gustave Le Grand.

DJ Z: True THAT! -he grins at The Vaudevillians sheepishly- Hey...may the best team win?

Simon: May the best MEN win!

DJ Z: There we go! I'm down with that! -both he and Neon move their fists towards The Vaudevillians, while Aiden and Simon extend their hands out to NION Lights-

Neon: Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! -he shoves DJ Z's fist back- Hold on a sec. Look, we appreciate what you guys are all about, but 'Z and I? We ain't ever shook a hand in our life!

DJ Z: -he shakes his head vividly- And we ain't about to start. We ain't just men...we're BROS, and a good ol' fistbump signifies that.

Aiden: -he clear his throat- Well, pardon the hesitancy, but we don't believe in your "fistbump." We're simply here to be MEN, not "bros."

Simon: -he nods once- And absolutely no disrespect is meant, but REAL men? They shake their opposition's hands before an altercation. A handshake is the universal sign of MANLINESS! Why...a handshake can distinguish MANY different emotions of a man! Good luck, good job, good day, good heavens!

Aiden: You can't go wrong with a go handshake. -he holds his index finger up- Observe. -he turns to face Simon, extending his hand- Here's to a jolly good fight tonight, my manly partner.

Simon: -he shakes his hand forcefully- Oh yes, my fellow manly man, it's sure to be a grand melee!

Aiden: -he and Simon look at NION Lights as they continue to shake- See? Handshakes are truly the indisputable sign of a manly bond!

DJ Z: Yo, yo, yo! We get where you're coming from, but fistbumps come from the HEART, man. Plus, they're much simpler to execute than a handshake. You don't have to worry about being firm enough, or being too strong. It's just bump n' go, ya know?

Neon: Yeah, Z's right. Check this! -he lands a perfectly placed fistbump on DJ Z's fist- Let's make a lot of noise in that ring tonight. You feel me, brodog?

DJ Z: You bet, bro! -they look at The Vaudevillians- It's cool to be men and all, but being a bro is our number one priority. How about you guys try it out before you knock it?

Aiden: Hmm...I suppose we could, but on ONE condition.

Simon: -he gives another single nod- We will indulge you with your "fistbump" request, if you allow us the opportunity to shake your hands.

DJ Z: -he cringes, but ultimately sighs in defeat- I'd say that's...that's fair…

Neon: Yeah…-he chuckles nervously- how bad could ONE little handshake be? -he gulps, as his palms begin to sweat- I...I guess we'll shake you guys' hands first…

Simon: Respectable. -while looking at the top, he and Aiden hold out their hands. Slowly, Neon and DJ Z do the same, and begin to gradually move their palms towards The Vaudevillians'. After many more seconds, DJ Z grasps Simon's hand, and Neon grasps Aiden's. At that, Simon and Aiden give the two a good, stiff shake. Immediately after, Neon and DJ Z pull back. DJ Z clutches at his hand with his other hand, seemingly in great pain, while Neon desperately shakes his hand around-

Neon: -his voice cracking in terror- I...I feel the need to take a long, cold shower...I feel violated…

DJ Z: -his eyes bulged as he can only look at his hand in horror- What….what WAS that?!

-Aiden and Simon respond with a very manly guffaw-

Simon: Come now, gentlemen. Was it really THAT painful?

DJ Z: -continuing to stare at his hand blankly- ….Everything I knew about life was a lie….

Aiden: You're being overdramatic! Come now...we wish to fulfill our part of the agreement. -he and Simon stick out their fists with much confidence-

Neon: -he sighs loudly- Here goes nothing…

-As Neon and DJ Z move their fists closer and closer, Aiden and Simon begin to grit their teeth. Aiden nearly refuses to watch as he and Simon move their own fists closer. Aiden turns his head, watching with only one open, bulged out eye as he and his partner's fist tap against NION Lights' fists. Immediately upon doing so, Aiden and Simon shriek in manly terror, pulling their fists back and squeezing the wrist it is attached to-

Simon: THIS...THIS SHOULDN'T BE LEGAL!

Aiden: WE...WE JUST TURNED IN OUR MANLY CARD, SIMON! WE'VE GOT TO DO SOMETHING TO GET IT BACK, AND PRONTO!

Simon: YES INDEED, AIDEN! -he points at NION Lights- GENTLEMEN! IT IS OUR DUTY TO DEFEAT YOU TONIGHT, SO THAT WE MAY ONCE AGAIN VALIDATE OUR MANLY DISPOSITION!

Neon: Now you guys know how we feel!

Aiden: NO! WE ASSURE YOU THIS FEELS MUCH, MUCH WORSE! OUR MANLY FISTS ARE DISINTEGRATING! WITHOUT THEM, WE CANNOT BLUDGEON ANY SKULLS!

Simon: WE'LL MEET YOU TWO IN THE RING!

-As The Vaudevillians run away, they shout, "EXCELSIOR" at the top of their lungs, leaving Neon and DJ Z flabbergasted. As they get far enough away from the interview area, the black and white tone disappears, leaving NION Lights disappointed as color returns to the feed-

DJ Z: Aww dammit! -he hangs his head- It's over already!

Neon: Don't worry, man. We'll get to experience black and white again once they make their entrance. Still, though, that handshake drained me real good.

DJ Z: Same here…-he wrings his hand- what a stupid idea…-with that, NION Lights walk away as we head to another commercial-

-As we return from commercial, the crowd is cheering wildly as the usual spotlight shines on the left side of the stage. DJ Z emerges on his mix table from below, the sound of an air horn violently being played again and again-

DJ Z: MONDAY. NIGHT. LUNAAAAAACYYYYYYYYYY! You are now BACK! -the crowd repeats- In. Dah. Mix! With that Yung Go Hard...DEE. JJJJJJJAAAAAAAAAAAAAY Z! -the crowd cheers, and mimics the sound of an air horn as DJ Z plays the sample clip of it on his mix-table- And no matter what decade. No matter what century. No matter what ERA we are in, you can rest assured that my tag team partner and I are gonna keep it fresh with you! -cheers- We're 'bout to give a beatdown to the gentlemen from the black and white era, and we gonna make their faces BLACK AND BLUE! -loud cheers- And now, please help me welcome, MY MAIN MAN, my bro for life! Cool like a ceiling fan and SHARP like a knife! Put your hands together, for NEOOOOOOOOOOON. LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHTS! -the crowd does so, bringing forth a tremendous ovation-

*It's been such a long time comin', thought you'd understand…*

DJ Z: MAKE SOME NOISE, GIRLS AND BOOOOOYYYYYYS! -DJ Z jumps off his podium, crashing his fist into Neon Lights' as he lands on the floor-

Garble: This might possibly be the most popular male tag team in The EWF. These guys have got the crowd in their palm of their mixing hands.

Ahuizotl: That "black and blue" quip was pretty witty, as well. I've been a fan of these guys for a long time. Neon Lights has launched himself into the upper echelon of popular competitors over the past few months, and it's been a joy to see.

Garble: Yeah, but popularity can only get you so far in this business. You've got to have the talent, too, and Neon Lights has that in SPADES. There may not be a more promising male athlete on Lunacy than he.

Ahuizotl: But let's not count out DJ Z. He's the glue that fits this whole operation together. Together, these guys create a tag team that you're going to want to watch out for in the coming years, because they are beginning to get WHITE HOT in terms of popularity, and momentum-wise, they aren't too far behind.

-An equal reaction follows as The EWF logo is shown on the screen in black and white. A curtain then shields the logo. Footsteps are heard, followed by a screeching monkey as the same stout man from last week walks out onto the stage, megaphone in hand-

"Gather 'round EVERYONE and witness the debonair devastation of such EXQUISITE sophistication! Aiden English…" -the camera backs out, showing both the titantron and the stage in the shot as the man looks to his left. A spotlight shines on Aiden English, whose arms are again placed behind his back- "Simon Gotch…" -as he looks to his right, a spotlight is brought up on the right side of the stage, revealing Simon Gotch, flexing his impressive biceps- "The VAAAAUDEVILLIAAANS…" -at that, the man puts his megaphone to his side and walks off the stage with a pep in his step. The curtain opens back up, revealing the name of said tag team on the titantron as Aiden and Simon walk to the center of the stage, and give each other a firm handshake before holding their fists up in each other's faces. Aiden then begins to use one of his hand as a baton while having his other hand behind his back. The crowd claps along to their theme music as Simon Gotch dances around Aiden (like this: gyazodotcom/9ffcae41e3f9ba25cdba4444a88a6b52 )-

Garble: This is too great. The official in-ring EWF debut of The Vaudevillians! They made quite the first impression last week, when they absolutely TOLD EGO off.

Ahuizotl: It was an incredible turn of events. EGO said there wasn't a manlier team in The EWF than them, and on cue, these gentlemen come out and STICK IT to them! But as much as I hate to rain on the parade a little bit, Aiden and Simon can talk about how manly they are all they want, but they've yet to accomplish anything here in The EWF. This is the big-time; the main show. It's a lot more cut-throat up here than it is down in Canterlot Championship wrestling. I'm looking forward to seeing if The Vaudevillians can live up to the hype that they created for themselves last week.

Garble: They've got a tough task ahead in NION Lights. I just hope their fists are all healed up, and that they'll be able to use them effectively in that match. Those fistbumps that partook in where just...just NASTY looking!

-Simon Gotch performs some squats on the apron before jumping into the ring, jumping up and kicking the bottom of the top turnbuckle with both of his feet (like so: gyazodotcom/abb02ad53305b97014c3772b89fd01d0 )-

Ahuizotl: I've got a little fact about Simon Gotch for you. He was born on a carnival. His mother is The Bearded Lady. She just re-married, so he's got a new step-dad, which is The Rubber Man. She's pregnant again, and Simon asked them, "do you want a boy or a girl?" And they said, "we don't care as long as it fits in the cannon."

Garble: That doesn't surprise me in the LEAST...on top of that, we know that Gotch is a former strongman, so his team with Aiden is going to have a hefty strength advantage in this contest. We were informed that during the commercial break, that at Boiling Point, The Vaudevillians will settle their grudge with Fancy Pants and Gustave Le Grand in a tag team match, so these next few weeks are going to be VERY telling for The Vaudevillian's future here on Monday Night Lunacy.

Aiden: -he points at himself and then Simon- And we are...

The Vaudevillians: -Aiden and Simon perform their signature pose in the middle of the ring- MAAAAAAAANLYYYYY!

Match 5: The Vaudevillians vs NION Lights

-The match starts off with DJ Z and Simon Gotch, who is in his corner with his fists out, looking at DJ with a smirk-

Crowd: PUT YOUR DUKES UP! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* PUT YOUR DUKES UP! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* PUT YOUR DUKES UP! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* PUT YOUR DUKES UP! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* PUT YOUR DUKES UP! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* PUT YOUR DUKES UP! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* PUT YOUR DUKES UP! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Garble: From Vaudeville to The EWF, Aiden English and Simon Gotch are here to entertain the Lunacy fans.

-4 minutes later-

-Neon gets into the ring and positions himself behind Simon Gotch, wrapping his arms around Simon's waist-

Ahuizotl: We hardly ever see pure technical wrestling from Neon Lights, but it looks as if he's about to perform a takedown on Simon!

-That doesn't work too well as Simon escapes Neon's clutches and grabs onto Neon's left arm with both of his hands. Neon spins around the ring, trying to escape, but Simon is soon able to wrestle him down to the mat. As Neon is on his stomach, Simon puts one hand behind his back, and places his right hand on Neon's side before he begins doing pushups- (example: gyazodotcom/944823828d35f315aeba4b97003b42c4 )

Garble: Look at THIS! Simon Gotch, showing off some of that incredible strength! The man is performing pushups-ONE HANDED pushups, at that, with the unintentional help of Neon Lights!

-The crowd gives Simon a standing ovation as he pushes up once more, but instead of completing another pushup, he drives a knee into the left side of Neon's body-

Ahuizotl: And a knee to top it off!

Simon: -getting to his feet, and flexing his muscles- Manlyyyy!

Garble: Simon Gotch is able to perform many a feat of strength. He can bend 6 inch nails with his teeth, and he can bend iron bars with his-well, he didn't tell me what he could bend iron bars with…

Ahuizotl: That is disturbing…but Simon is a very fascinating young man to speak to. His grandfather, at the age of 97, could STILL bend iron bars over his neck is what he told me. His sister's a fire-eater...his other sister is a sword swallower. I've developed a rapport with the fellow.

Garble: He told me a little bit, but not as much as he seemed to tell you. Jeez...get some more information for us next week, would ya?

-6 minutes later-

-Simon takes DJ Z down to the mat with a snapmare. He then grabs a hold of his jaw with one arm and uses his grip to bring DJ Z down to his stomach. He then grabs onto his left arm with both hands before bringing his left leg over the arm. He then brings his legs together, which squishes the arm between them. Simon points an index finger into the air before he does two Hindu squats. After the second one, he falls back down to the mat, which also brings the arm down with him and causes it to crash into the mat- (example: gyazodotcom/436805324908a2af1ad0041930a9faec )

Garble: And with the arm trapped between his legs, Simon Gotch rams it down into the canvas, but not before displaying some Hindu squats!

Ahuizotl: I've never seen someone make a workout session out of a wrestling match, but Simon Gotch has done it here tonight!

-As he sits down, Simon then keeps the arm placed between his legs and pulls on it with his own arms, applying tremendous pressure to DJ Z's arm-

-5 minutes later-

-DJ Z and Simon are the legal men, but Neon is standing next to a stunned Simon as DJ Z bounces off the ropes. DJ Z rushes towards Neon, and Neon leans down a bit to pick him up off the mat, soon holding him on his shoulder in a Powerslam position. But instead, Neon FLINGS DJ Z high into the air, in hopes of hitting their tag team finisher "Grand Amplitude" on Simon Gotch, which ends with DJ Z delivering a Tornado DDT. When DJ Z tries for that, however, Simon uses his strength to stay on his feet and block the DDT attempt. Neon turns around, thinking that victory is in sight-

Ahuizotl: Simon's core strength saved him right there! Gotch REFUSES to fall victim to Grand Amplitude!

-As Neon turns around, Simon pivots on his feet in Neon's direction, which causes DJ Z's feet to smack into the right side of Neon's face to loud OHHHs from the crowd-

Garble: And his partner's boots just cracked him in the jaw!

-The force sends Neon falling into the corner behind him in a seated position. Simon is a few feet directly in front of where Neon is sitting, still holding DJ Z. But he isn't for long, as Simon tosses DJ Z over his head. DJ Z flips in midair, and the back of his left leg smashes into Neon's forehead, dazing him even more to the crowd's amazement!-

Ahuizotl: DJ Z, CRASHING INTO HIS PARTNER! Head-on collision for Neon Lights!

Garble: But let's not undermine that strength of Simon Gotch! That was STUPENDOUS!

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

(The whole sequence that just occurred is a lot to process, so here it is in gif form: gyazodotcom/eb22310b1b73ed9216bdcc897d8da0b2 )

-Simon uses his feet to push Neon out to the floor. He then picks up DJ Z and brings him over to his team's corner, where he tags in Aiden English. As English steps into the ring, Simon blasts the back of DJ Z's head with a wicked Uppercut-

Ahuizotl: Hard Uppercut to the base of the Cerebellum, in comes English. And if you've ever seen a Vaudevillians match, you know that sets up for theeee…

-English runs at the stunned DJ Z and hits a Swinging Neckbreaker on him-

Garble: THE WHIRLING DERVISH! The crowd goes wild as The Whirling Dervish is dealt out! (here is The Whirling Dervish, for those not aware: gyazodotcom/5be6a9484cd0de3763c19c98fad67c34 )

-English hooks both the leg AND the arm of DJ Z as the referee drops to make the count-

*1…...2…..3!*

Ahuizotl: -as the crowd goes nuts- The Vaudevillians, scoring their first victory in The EWF!

Madden: Here are YOOOOUUUURRRR WIIIINNEEEERRRRS..AIIIDEN ENGLIIIISH, AAAAND SIIIIMOOON GOOOTCH..THEEEE VAAAAAAAUDE..VIIIIIILLIAAAAAANS!

Garble: Well, are you impressed, 'Zotl?

Ahuizotl: IMMENSELY impressed! These two gentlemen just proved to me that they are a force to be reckoned with in this tag team division. EGO, and all the other male tag teams in The EWF, had BETTER take notice.

Garble: In their Monday Night Lunacy debut match, they knocked off two of the most promising stars in ALL of Lunacy, and they have officially branded themselves going forward, as promising stars in their own right.

-Aiden holds out his hand, which Simon accepts with a shake-

Ahuizotl: And a celebratory handshake shared by Aiden English and Simon Gotch.

Aiden: -as he is shaking Simon's hand- That's how men get it done!

Garble: Bully! Bully for you, good sirs!

-Aiden and Simon stand in the middle of the ring again, with Simon behind Aiden-

Aiden: And we areee…

-The crowd begins booing as The Vaudevillians look to perform their signature poses-

The Vaudevillians: MAAAANL-

-Just then, they are interrupted as both Gustave Le Grand and Fancy Pants enter the ring. Gustave knocks Simon down to the mat with a clobbering blow to the side of his head, and Fancy does the same to Aiden with a boot to the back of his head-

Ahuizotl: OH, THAT'S why the crowd's tone changed! EGO has hit the ring, and they just laid out The Vaudevillians while they were celebrating!

Garble: This is JUST like EGO...they were EMBARRASSED by The Vaudevillians last week, and now they've come out here to show them that it won't be so easy to take their spot away from them!

-Fleur De Lis now enters the ring with a grin on her face, applauding her men as they beat down The Vaudevillians. The crowd begins to cheer again as, while EGO isn't looking, DJ Z springboards into the ring, Dropkicking Gustave in the back and causing him to fall out to the floor through the middle rope-

Ahuizotl: This assault may not last too long, because here come the recruits!

-Fancy Pants turns around and runs towards DJ Z, where he is met with a fierce Enziguri from him. This causes Fancy Pants to fall back into the ropes behind him. Neon Lights then re-enters the ring and disposes of Fancy by Clotheslining him over the top rope. Fancy lands on the floor below and slides to where his shoulder bashes into the announce table-

Garble: And NION Lights, disposing of Gustave and Fancy Pants!

-DJ Z and Neon Lights turns to their left side to see Fleur De Lis, who puts her hands up with a worried expression on her face-

Ahuizotl: Hey now, guys...let's not get hasty here. Sure, Fleur De Lis is a straight up wench, but there's no need to put your hands on her.

-Neon Lights licks his lips, as he stretches his spanking hand-

Garble: Oh gosh! Looks like he's prepping his hand for a little bit more "mixing," if ya know what I mean!

-Fleur begins to back away from Neon more and more as he approaches her. Before things get too out of hand, Aiden English calls out-

Aiden: Refrain! ...Real men do not lay their hands on a woman, ESPECIALLY not in the way that you intend!

Neon: -frowning- Aww...damn, fine… -he steps back, as Fleur scoffs at his manners-

-Both Simon and Aiden sit on the middle rope and hold it down, clearing a path for Fleur as the crowd cheers-

Garble: Hey now! These are two gentlemen! Gentlemen in EVERY sense of the word!

Ahuizotl: They're going to allow Fleur De Lis to leave the ring without any shenanigans!

Crowd: CHI-VAL-RY! CHI-VAL-RY! CHI-VAL-RY! CHI-VAL-RY! CHI-VAL-RY! CHI-VAL-RY! CHI-VAL-RY! CHI-VAL-RY! CHI-VAL-RY! CHI-VAL-RY! CHI-VAL-RY!

Garble: It seems as though chivalry is NOT dead!

-Fleur smirks in a snobbish way as she walks up to The Vaudevillians, laughing in the face of their politeness-

Fleur: You two are PATHETIC! -she looks at Simon- You're path- -she doesn't even finish speaking before she lands a hard slap across Gotch's face, at which the crowd OHHHHHs-

Ahuizotl: WHAT A SLAP! BUT...BUT GOTCH DIDN'T EVEN FLINCH!

Garble: But why?! Why did she slap him?!

Fleur: -she turns to Aiden- And so are you! -she nods and smiles condescendingly as Aiden tells her to calm down. Her face then turns foul and sour as she gives Aiden an even HARDER slap! A slap which knocks Aiden around to where he is facing the ropes. The crowd OHHHHs even louder as Aiden holds his jaw with one of his hands-

Ahuizotl: AND A SLAP TO ENGLISH! Pure DISRESPECT at the hands of Fleur De Lis!

-Fleur shakes her hand, as those slaps is making it sting. She then exits the ring on her own merit, looking back at The Vaudevillians with disdain in her mind before hopping down to the floor. NION Lights look on at shock, and you can even see DJ Z mouth the word, "daaaaaamn!"-

Garble: So much for chivalry...Fleur De Lis wanted NONE of The Vaudevillians' common courtesy!

-Gustave and Fancy were at the bottom of the ramp, waiting for Fleur. They bring themselves to her feet, grinning at the sight which they just beheld-

Ahuizotl: Fancy Pants and Gustave sure are happy about that little wench of a valet they have! The NERVE of her! To not only REJECT The Vaudevillians' sign of good etiquette, but to give them both a sharp slap to the face, completely showing NO respect to The Vaudevillians' good character!

-The crowd boos Fleur unmercilessly as she walks up the ramp backwards with Fancy and Gustave, all three proud of themselves for what just occurred-

Garble: I've been the recipient of MANY a slap from MANY a girl in my day, but I don't think I've ever heard one delivered as FORCEFULLY as the slaps Fleur De Lis just laid onto the cheeks of Aiden English and Simon Gotch. Those were HARSH!

Ahuizotl: They were harsh and COMPLETELY uncalled for! Is THIS what they get for doing the right thing?! They should've just let Neon Lights have his way with the bitch!

Fleur: You aren't men! You're nothing but little BOYS, and that's all the two of you will EVER be! -she smirks as Aiden and Simon look on in frustration, with Aiden still holding his hand on his cheek-

Garble: I think Fleur is DEAD wrong with what she just said. I don't see how you can deny that these guys aren't the real deal! Maybe at Boiling Point, she'll see that for herself, when her boys fall victim to their supreme manliness.

Ahuizotl: I would love to see the look on Fleur De Lis' face when that happens, and we very well may in less than three weeks. But with the conniving Fleur De Lis in EGO's corner, it won't be as easy as you'd think.

-At the top of the stage, Fancy Pants and Gustave lift Fleur up onto their shoulders, all three of them chuckling at the expense of The Vaudevillians-

Garble: The Vaudevillians embarrassed EGO last week. And now tonight, they've done the same to Aiden and Simon. Well, more so Fleur De Lis, but Fancy and Gustave are having a nice laugh because of it.

Ahuizotl: It looks as if the gloves are going to have to come off when it comes to The Vaudevillians...no more mister nice men.

Neon: -as he stands in-between both Aiden and Simon- Man, we missed a big opportunity there...if you guys would've just let me do the slapping to her ass, you wouldn't have gotten the slaps to your faces. -Aiden and Simon won't even look at Neon. They are just looking ahead at EGO with hatred in their eyes. Neon leaves the ring with DJ Z with a shake of his head. Fleur De Lis blows a kiss to The Vaudevillians on the shoulders of EGO as we are brought back to the interview room-

-This time, there is no introduction from Silver Shill, but rather, the camera is focused on Suri Poloman, who has her hands crosses against her crotch, and a smirk on her face-

Suri: Good evening to you, Mr. Shill.

Silver: Evening to you as well, Ms. Poloman.

Suri: Why thank you. Your question?

Silver: Well, coming up in a few minutes, your client, Bu-

Suri: Let me cut you off right there. Repeat after me, Mr. Shill...my client! BBBBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLLLK! BBBBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICEPPPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSS! -she nods at Silver with a smile, clearing her throat- Your turn.

Silver: -he takes a deep breath, before screaming- Your client, BBBBBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULK! BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICEEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Is moments away from competing against Giz Hero in a Beat The Clock Sprint match. You've said in the past that Bulk doesn't fight for free. Yet, tonight, nothing is at stake for him, only Giz.

Suri: First of all, I thank you dearly for potentially bestowing tinnitus upon me. There was no need to SHOUT, Mr. Shill. Secondly, you are mistaken. See, now that my client is in possession of The Carnival of Carnage briefcase, there IS something at stake for Bulk tonight against Giz Hero. Mr. Hero is The Carnage CHAMPION, and if Bulk is able to, say, administer a savage enough beating to Mr. Hero, he could turn his match into a Carnage Championship match, with the blink of an eye, a snap of the fingers, a flick of the wrist. And as long as he holds that contract, he can wave this upper hand above Giz's head. This isn't just a normal, one-on-one match for Bulk. Nor is it for Giz. Tonight revolves around the theme of "time" for Giz, and I can promise you, that whether it be at the hands of Thunderlane, or the hands of my client...his "time" as The Carnage Champion, is expeditiously coming to an end. It could even come to an end TONIGHT, so Giz had better take his mind off of defeating Bulk in a set interval, because we all know that isn't going to happen. He has much bigger things to worry about than besting Thunderlane's time. He should be focused on coming out of tonight's show with his Championship AT ALL, because, at this point, not even THAT is for certa- -Suri stops herself, as she looks to Silver's right- …..Can I help you with something?

-The camera pans over to reveal Flash Sentry standing there with a bored expression-

Flash: -he comes back to life, his eyes widening as Suri and Silver look at him- Oh! Oh, you're done? Sorry, I was just about to doze off. I can't see how people find anything you're saying all that interesting.

Suri: Well, what do you have to say, Mr. Sentry?

Flash: I mean, I was gonna make it short and to the point. Since I took that nasty spill through a ladder at High Stakes, the doctors say I'm not cleared to compete at all this month. But you let "your client" know that, when I come back next month, whether he's The Carnage Champion or not, I'm ready to get my first shot at him, one-on-one.

Suri: Uhhh...you are aware that it was Shining Armor that pushed you off the ladder, right? NOT my client, Flash.

Flash: Yeah, I'm aware. But it gets boring kicking his ass all the time. I want a CHALLENGE, and your client presents that challenge. At High Stakes, he suplexed me around and a bit, and it hurt. But, as you can see, I may be out for the time being, but I'm still alive. -he holds his arms out- I'm still standing. I want to find out if Bulk can really PUMMEL me into the ground, and keep punching me, keep suplexing me until I'm down FOR GOOD. Until I can't get up anymore. But that will have to wait until next month, so Bulk's got, at the least, a 3 week notice. I'll see him when I get cleared. -with that, Flash walks off, leaving Suri speechless, with a dropped jaw which also resembles a smile at his actions-

Suri: He...he really is FASCINATING to me. -Suri then walks off, shaking her head in amazement as we go to commercial-

-We return from commercial to see Vultarian and Overdrive standing around awkwardly in one of the hallways. The camera is zoomed in, showing just their faces as they share looks with each other that tell us that they don't know what to do-

Vultarian: -whispering- Sooooo...do we uhhh….do we wake him up or...or what?

Overdrive: -he clenches his teeth with uncertainty and shrugs as he too whispers- I have no idea. He's been sleeping for five hours now…

Vultarian: -whispering- How the hell can he sleep so much?

Overdrive: -whispering- We've been over this, man! He feels like he has nothing to live for, so he spends his days sleeping now.

Vultarian: -whispering- That's ridiculous! We've got to get him out of this slump.

Overdrive: -whispering- We WOULD be doing that if he wasn't napping all the time!

-The camera now zooms out, showing Hughbert Jelbush sleeping in the fetal position in-between Overdrive and Vultarian's feet-

Vultarian: -whispering- Let's just let him be for now.

Overdrive: -whispering and nodding- Okay. Wait! Why do we have to stand guard by him all damn day?

Vultarian: -whispering- Because if we aren't around, and he starts sleepwalking, who knows where he'll end up at? Last week, he showed up during Nyeker's classroom, and wound up nearly getting DECIMATED! We can't let that happen to him!

Overdrive: -he sighs, before whispering- You're right...let's just take this one step at a time, then.

-Both Vultarian and Overdrive can't help but groan loudly as Bill Nyeker and his students are soon seen rounding the corner. Nyeker approaches the three with a smirk on his face, as he is clearly amused by this scene-

Nyeker: Ah! Mr. Overdrive, Mr. Vultarian. My infallible auditory range (hearing) suspected that someone had been uttering my name at around this region of the arena. -he points his yardstick at them- That's MR. Nyeker to you loutish (rude) scamps!

Vultarian: -holding an index finger in front of his mouth- SHHHHHHH! -whispering- Be quiet!

Nyeker: If we were stationed in my classroom at this moment, I would commend the both of you for employing your inside voices. Alas, we are in a foyer, where it is not necessary to make use of such susurration (whispering.)

Overdrive: -whispering- Pipe down, man! You're going to wake him up!

Nyeker: Are you perhaps referring to the small neonate (baby) reposing (sleeping) between your appendages? -he leans down to get a closer look- Why, that's Mr. Low Energy himself, Hughbert Jelbush! -he begins to yell in a violent tone- WHY WOULD I SUBDUE MY SPEECH FOR THE LIKES OF HIM?! HE HAS NEGLECTED TO FOLLOW THE RULES OF MY CLASSROOM ON MORE THAN ONE OCCASION! So NO, I will NOT abide by your corridor constitutions! I will make as much noise as I please! He should not be sleeping in a hallway! It is a very dangerous quarter to use as your mattress!

Vultarian: -whispering- We have no choice! This is where he passed out at!

Nyeker: He has shown ZERO compliance with my regulations, so I will show him the same level of heedlessness! Why, pray tell, are you two even aiding him at all? He isn't worthy of guidance. He's simply a lost cause. -he smirks, as these words infuriate Overdrive-

Overdrive: -whispering- Hey, shut the hell up! You don't talk about him like that!

Vultarian: -he nods, whispering- His life is crappy enough already without YOU three trying to bring him down further!

Overdrive: We thought this guy had been released months ago! We had no idea that he was practically living in his locker room! If we had known, we would've lent him a hand even sooner!

Nyeker: -he scoffs, as his upper lip curls in disgust- Such good samaritans you are...it won't change a thing, however. Mr. Jelbush will always be a no-good, scuzzy little worm-

-Nyeker is interrupted as Hughbert rises to his feet, wiping his eyes like a madman and stretching his arms out above his head as he yawns like a bear that has just gone out of hibernation-

Nyeker: -he grins sadistically- While on the subject, there he is now. The sad sack has surfaced!

-He looks at Nyeker, expressionless as he opens up his eyelids, which are coated with eye boogers. Kendrick puts a hand over his move, trying to stop himself from vomiting-

Hughbert: Go….-he yawns again, and continues to yawn for at least 15 more seconds- …..go away, Bill. You've done enough to me. Just let me rot away in peace…

Nyeker: Hmmm...no thank you. This hallway is an integral part of public property. My students and I have the merit to walk through here if we'd like.

Overdrive: If you don't leave, then we'll MAKE you leave.

-At that, Dwight Dawson moves Nyeker behind him and walks up to Overdrive, staring down at him intensely. Xavier Kendrick does the same, glaring at Vultarian, who glares back-

Vultarian: Come on, Hugh. Stand with us! The three of us can get rid of the three of them!

Hughbert: You guys…-another long, drawn out yawn- you guys go ahead. I don't care enough to defend myself…

Overdrive: Not this again!

Nyeker: -he chuckles, as he puts a hand on his students' shoulders, gesturing them to move behind him. He steps up to the three again, grinning- Come on, boys. Let us take our leave, and not waste our time with these knuckle dragging parasites. -Nyeker exits the premises, with Kendrick and Dawson following behind him. Vultarian and Overdrive let out a sigh of relief, happy they didn't have to brawl in a hallway-

Overdrive: Haha! That's right! WE did that, Hugh! You and us! We made them back down! -he pats him on the shoulder, jolting him awake-

Hughbert: If you say so...I'm not so sure I had anything to do with that, myself.

Vultarian: -turning to look at Hughbert- You okay, Hugh? Did they wake you up?

Hughbert: -he nods at he struggles to keep his eyelids open- Yeah, they did. But at least you guys were here to get them to back down.

Overdrive: Don't mention it. How much did you hear?

Hughbert: I started to stir once Bill called me "low energy." And he's right...I can't even walk to my locker room without passing out in the middle of the hallway…

Vultarian: He isn't right! He couldn't be more WRONG. You aren't "low energy," whatever the hell that means. You just have low expectations of life, given what's happened to you over these past four months.

Hughbert: Mm...why are you...why are you guys helping me, anyway?

Overdrive: SOMEBODY had to do something! If we didn't come out to the ring last week, that big lug Dawson would've put you to sleep for GOOD.

Hughbert: It wouldn't have been a big deal to me. I'm used to sleeping for long periods of time.

Vultarian: Don't speak like that. Listen, you may not think anybody in this world cares about you, but that's not true. Not everyone is as big of an asshole as Nyeker is.

Overdrive: We heard what you said in the ring last week, and it spoke to us. Like we said, we thought you had been let go a while ago. We had no idea you simply didn't have it in you to wrestle anymore.

Hughbert: Well, can you blame me? The last time I wrestle, my shoulder got dislocated. And from there, my downward spiral began.

Vultarian: We know it must've been rough, but you're healthy now. Well, at least your shoulder is healed up. But you uhh...you smell bad, and...and you haven't shaved, and...you've gotten a bit chubby, and-

Overdrive: -he puts a hand up, stopping him- You aren't helping. I think he gets it.

Vultarian: -frowning- Sorry…

Hughbert: I know there's a lot wrong with my life right now, but I just don't have it in me to make any changes…

Overdrive: You don't care enough, right?

Hughbert: That too. I don't care enough to get back to where I once was.

Overdrive: -he sighs, knowing he's in for a lot in taking on this task- You've just got to get back up on your feet. And Vultarian and I are here to help you with that!

Vultarian: -he nods with a smile- That's right! You'll be as good as new in no time.

Hughbert: -he shakes his head- I wish I could say I'm flattered, but I'm really just stunned that you guys would care at all….don't bother. There's nothing neither of you can do to restore me to my former glory. Eh, who am I even kidding? I was never anything to begin with...just a damn fool, masquerading around with a bunch of other fools. Midnight, Bill, Dwight and Xavier...they've all dropped me like the dead weight I am, and now they've all moved on to much better things. -he frowns as he sits on the floor, in-between their legs once again-

Overdrive: Hey, that's not true. The whole Oddities thing was really fun, I thought. You guys entertained me!

Vultarian: -he nods- Same goes for me. You made a lot of people laugh with your crazy antics, Hugh. Maybe you didn't have much success, but that's what WE'RE here for!

Overdrive: -he nods- Not only are we going to help build you back up, but we're going to make you even BETTER than before.

Hughbert: Really, it's not needed. I'll just bring you down like everyone else…-he looks up at Overdrive, slightly curious- I originally didn't care enough to ask, but I've got to know...what do YOU know about "being entertained"? Come to think of it…-he stands up, looking him dead in the eye- you're a robot. You don't even know what it feels like to fall victim to crippling depression. -he sits down again, sad- You're really lucky, you know that? I wish I didn't have to worry about being plagued by such emotions…

Overdrive: -he smirks- Not true, Hugh. When I was created, my manufacturers installed a nanochip in my mainframe that supplies me with all the emotions and instincts that regular humans possess. So I know what you're going through.

Hughbert: That's pretty handy...

Overdrive: Before I came to The EWF, I was abandoned in my home, the factory where I was constructed. I had to learn to live amongst the human race. It was tiring work, and it took a long time, but finally, I was able to make them see that I wasn't just an amalgamation of scrap metal. I became a fully functioning member of society, and the humans accepted me as one of their own. And The EWF fans have done the same. If they can take to me, then they can EASILY take to you!

Vultarian: They already HAVE. You were probably asleep when this happened, but last week, they were chanting your name, Hugh! Those people CARE about you. They want to see you bodyslam this depression, and all these dark thoughts, and show them who's BOSS.

Overdrive: The fans are one hundred percent behind you, and so are WE. But that's only if you LET us be, Hugh.

Hughbert: Well, I'm sorry to burst all of your bubbles, but it's simply not that easy. I've felt this way for over three months now, and nothing I've done has been able to get me to kick these habits.

Vultarian: That's because you didn't have anyone backing you up. You didn't have people cheering you on to get over these humps. But you've got way more people than you think that are pulling for you, man.

Overdrive: And we want to be two of those people. We'll help you through this thing, Hugh. We'll be there for you all the way. -he holds his metallic hand out- The question is...are you going to run us off?

Hugh: -he looks at Overdrive's hand long and hard, and then looks at Vultarian, who is smiling at him. Finally, he looks back, taking Overdrive's hand with his own. Overdrive gladly pulls him back up to his feet- I don't care enough to turn you guys away…

Vultarian: Then we're sticking to you like glue! -both he and Overdrive put an arm of theirs on his shoulders- And we're going to be the glue that puts your life back together!

-The three then begin walking off, their backs to the camera-

Overdrive: Piece, by piece, by piece, by piec- -he stops talking as Hughbert begins to tilt over. He grabs onto him with both of his arms, before letting his head rest on his cold, metallic arm- He's freaking asleep again! We've got to keep this guy active!

Vultarian: -he sighs- I feel like we've got our work cut out for us…-the scene soon fades out with Vultarian and Overdrive continuing to walk off, Hughbert's feet brushing against the floor as Overdrive is the only thing keeping him from not falling to the floor-

Garble: This little trifecta between Vultarian, Overdrive and Hughbert Jelbush could turn into one of the most amazing things we've ever experienced in The EWF. I don't mean to laugh at Hughbert. I know he's going through a rough patch, but he's so pathetic that it's downright hilarious!

-The sound of Bulk Biceps' theme song intro ignites the crowd with nothing but positive reactions-

Ahuizotl: But what's NOT hilarious is THIS man, and if you ever make the mistake of laughing at him, he may just give you the beating of your LIFE.

Madden: The followiiing conteeest, is a Beaaaat The Clock Spriiint match, scheduled for OOOONE FAAAAALL! Introduciing first, accompaniiied, byyy SUUUUURRRRIIII POLOOOOMAAAAN..frooom MINNEAAAPOLIIIIS, MINNESOOOOTAAAAA..weighing in at 296 POOOOOUNDS..he is the holder, of The CARRRRRNIIIIIVAL OF CARRRRNAAAAAGE BRIEFCAAAASE..BUUUUUUUUUUUULK..BBBBBIIIIIIIIIIIICEEEEEEEEEEPS!

Garble: You heard it right. The very first winner of The Carnival of Carnage, and that gives Bulk Biceps the right to a Carnage Championship match whenever he chooses. He could even do it TONIGHT!

Ahuizotl: He certainly could, because, very conveniently, his opponent is THE Carnage Champion himself, Giz Hero. Theoretically, Bulk could deliver such an intense beating to Giz over the course of this match, and right in the middle of the bout, he can hand over his briefcase, and the match will be restarted with The Carnage Championship on the line. That is such an unbelievable advantage for Bulk Biceps.

Garble: This whole briefcase business is unlawfully unpredictable! We won't know WHEN the man or woman holding it is going to give it away, and when they actually DO, we don't know what is going to come out of it! It makes my heartbeat quicken just thinking about all of the possibilities that could come out of this!

-After Bulk's pyro shoots off, Bulk's massive frame makes it way down to the ramp, with Suri strutting behind him. In his left paw, Bulk is holding The Carnival of Carnage briefcase-

Ahuizotl: Bulk Biceps literally controls the destiny of The Carnage Championship, in the palm of his hand. He outlasted the onslaught of seven other men at High Stakes to claim the briefcase. But tonight, all he has to do is beat just ONE man.

Garble: Truthfully, Bulk doesn't even have to defeat Giz. He just has to run the clock down. I don't really think Bulk gives a damn about this match, because this feud between Giz and Thunderlane has nothing to do with him, but it's not like he could say no. Thunderlane chose Bulk as Giz's opponent, so he HAS to oblige.

Ahuizotl: I'm sure Bulk is all for stepping in the ring with Giz, and laying down another vicious assault upon him. He is a fighting MACHINE. A machine which nobody has been able to shut down.

-Bulk hops up onto the apron and paces around in place before entering through the middle rope. Bulk then walks around the perimeter of the ring, looking at the stage, awaiting his prey-errr..opponent…-

-His opponent's theme music hits, as the crowd's reaction actually shifts a bit louder-

Madden: Aaaaand HIS OPPONENT! Froooooom LOOOOOONEEEEEYVIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLEEEEEEEEEEEE! Weighing in at 233 POOOOOOUNDS..he iiiiis, the CAAAAAARNAAAAAAAAGEEEEEE CHAAAAAAAAMPIIIIIIOOOOON..GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIZ..HEEEEEEERRRRRRROOOOOOOOO!

Garble: As Thunderlane brought up in the opening of tonight's show, Bulk Biceps HAS beaten Giz in the past, just a few months ago. My question is, what does Giz Hero have to do tonight, in order to avoid another loss?

Ahuizotl: Honestly? I don't know what he can do...I don't know how ANYBODY can stop Bulk Biceps. But Giz had better find a way in 14 minutes and 26 seconds, because, if he can't? Thunderlane gets to choose his own unique stipulation for their title match at Boiling Point. And, in a Championship match, you want to be able to have as many benefits as you can get.

Garble: That's definitely true. I wonder what kind of match either of those men would choose...I hope Giz isn't thinking about that. He needs to keep his focus solely depended on Bulk Biceps, because if he doesn't, Bulk very well may suplex him straight through the mat!

-Giz enters the ring, Championship fit around his waist. He removes it and hands it to the referee, not taking his eyes off of Bulk, who can't takes his eyes off of the Championship, however-

Ahuizotl: Bulk Biceps, eyeing The Carnage Championship. Who knows? It could be HIS by the end of the night. We'll never know what to expect from one of these briefcases.

Garble: It could be a spur of the moment thing. Even Bulk himself might not know if he's going to cash in his title shot tonight. But if an opportunity presents itself, he may or may not take it. That's why this match is so intriguing to me!

Match 6: Bulk Biceps w/ Suri Poloman vs Giz Hero

-As the bell rings, the clock appears on the titantron and immediately begins counting down. After looking at it for a split second, Giz rushes to the middle of the ring, meeting Bulk head-on with an Uppercut to his jaw-

Ahuizotl: And right out of the gate, Giz Hero begins to work over The Beast with these tranquilizing Uppercuts!

-Bulk isn't even able to get a shot in, at the crowd is completely in Giz's corner as he lands Uppercut after Uppercut onto Bulk's chin-

Garble: This is exactly what you want to do in a match like this, no matter WHO your opponent is! You've got to work him over as quick as possible, and finish him off before the clock strikes zero!

Ahuizotl: But I have a feeling that with someone like Bulk, he allow himself to get beaten so quickly.

-Giz is soon able to drive Bulk back into a corner after a dozen Uppercuts, the crowd chanting, "HE-RO" to will him on-

Garble: Bulk's in the corner! Giz has got Bulk Biceps stunned in the corner!

Ahuizotl: He could bring The Beast to his knees!

-Giz backs up to the diagonal corner before rushing at Bulk. When he is close enough, he jumps into the air, twisting himself, but unfortunately, he gets caught by Bulk much to the fans' amazement-

Ahuizotl: OH GOD! OH GOD! BULK PICKED GIZ OUT OF MID-AIR!

Garble: WHAT INCREDIBLE STRENGTH!

-Bulk turns around to where he and Giz are facing the turnbuckles that were just behind them before Bulk chucks Giz out of his arms. Giz is propelled through the air until he lands on the mat back-first, his body flipping over onto his stomach afterwards-

Ahuizotl: There's one! One suplex to Giz Hero, a German, to be exact! My GOD! Just when you think you've got him rocked, Bulk Biceps refocuses and pulls THAT out of his pocket!

Garble: How can Giz Hero hope to beat this fucking guy when he can't even keep him stunned long enough to deliver a high impact move?! UnbeLIEVABLE!

Crowd: SU-PLEX CI-TY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SU-PLEX CI-TY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SU-PLEX CI-TY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SU-PLEX CI-TY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SU-PLEX CI-TY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SU-PLEX CI-TY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SU-PLEX CI-TY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SU-PLEX CI-TY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SU-PLEX CI-TY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SU-PLEX CI-TY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* SU-PLEX CI-TY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

-8 minutes later-

-Bulk has Giz up on his shoulders-

Garble: Giz may lose the match right here! He could be about to be planted with an F-5, and NOBODY has gotten up from the F-5 yet!

-Giz is able to wriggle his left arm out of Bulk's grip, and he begins to Uppercut his right cheek-

Ahuizotl: But Giz isn't going down without a fight! He's Uppercutting Bulk Biceps WHILE on his damn shoulders!

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

Garble: Uppercut after Uppercut! I think Bulk is starting to fade!

-That is indeed the case, as Bulk soon drops to his knees, where Giz is able to bring himself off of his shoulders and place his feet on the mat-

Ahuizotl: Giz is safe! What a tremendous way to escape a scary predicament! But what is Giz going to do next? He's got Bulk on his knees, but how is he going to get him off of his FEET?

-As Bulk lies on his knees, Giz runs to the ropes in front of him and jumps up on the middle rope, using it to propel him in the air, where he twists himself before landing yet another well-placed Uppercut into Bulk's jaw, which completely brings Bulk down to the mat-

Garble: SIGNAL IN THE SKY! BULK IS OFF HIS FEET! GIZ GOT BULK DOWN ON HIS BACK!

-At that, Giz leaps onto Bulk's stomach, hooking his leg-

Ahuizotl: IS THIS IT?! IS THIS IIIIII-NO! NOOOO IT'S NOOOOT! BULK BICEPS POWERS OUT!

Garble: WHAT IS GIZ HERO GOING TO HAVE TO DO TO PUT THIS MONSTER AWAY FOR GOOD?! He's running out of time to put him down! He's got a little less than five minutes before time expires!

Crowd: -they begin chanting, with a quick pause in-between each word- LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO! LET'S. GO. HE-RO!

Ahuizotl: It's the final stretch. Come on, Giz!

-4 minutes later-

Garble: Bulk Biceps has Giz up on his shoulders AGAIN! I don't see HOW he can get out of this! Giz is about to meet his doom!

-Bulk spins Giz off of his shoulders, but rather than faceplant into the mat, Giz actually lands on his feet-

Ahuizotl: WOW! WOW! GIZ RE-POSITIONED HIMSELF IN MID-AIR!

-Immediately after landing on the mat, Giz grabs onto both of Bulk's legs and is able to bring him off of his feet. The crowd comes alive in an instant as they realize what Giz has in mind-

Garble: Giz has Bulk's legs lifted up, with his hands clasped around the lower part of the limbs-oh….OH HELL NO...OH HELL NO! THERE'S NO WAY! THERE'S NO WAY HE CAN PULL THIS OFF!

Ahuizotl: NO MATTER HOW BIG YOU MAY BE, THAT DOESN'T STOP THE EARTH FROM ROTATING. BUT WILL IT STOP GIZ FROM DELIVERING THE AXIS SWING?!

-We get our answer, as Giz is able to power Bulk's back off the mat and begin swinging him around in a circle, with the crowd going INSANE as he does so-

Garble: HE'S DOING IIIIT! HE'S FUCKING DOING IIIIIIT!

Ahuizotl: INCREDIBLE! THE AXIS SWING TO THE NEAR 300 POUND BULK BICEPS! GIZ HERO'S STRENGTH KNOWS NO BOUND! HIS DETERMINATION, KNOWS NO BOUNDS!

Garble: THE CLOCK IS WINDING DOWN, BUT GIZ SURE ISN'T! HE'S GOING TO MAKE BULK SO DIZZY THAT HE'LL SUBMIT BEFORE TIME IS UP!

Crowd: 11! 12! 13! 14! 15! 16! 17! 18! 19! 20!

Ahuizotl: WE'RE WELL PAST THE DOUBLE DIGITS! GIZ COULD PROBABLY GO INTO THE TRIPLE DIGITS IF HE WANTED TO!

Suri: DON'T THROW UP, BULK! DON'T THROW UP!

Crowd: 25! 26! 27! 28! 29! 30!

-At that, Giz lowers Bulk down to the mat, before immediately jumping over his body and, holding his legs up-

Ahuizotl: JACKKNIFE COVER! 1! 2! -Bulk is able to lift a shoulder up, which takes the air out of the fans- NO! BULK STILL CAN'T PUT BULK AWAY!

Garble: 15 seconds left! Giz has got to do SOMETHING! ANYTHING!

-Giz realizes this, so he quickly brings Bulk to his feet and uses all the strength he can muster to Irish Whip Bulk into a nearby corner. Not even taking the time to build anything up, Giz runs at Bulk as soon as his back hits the turnbuckles. Bulk has no time to prepare as Giz twists himself in mid-air and lands an Uppercut into his jaw-

Ahuizotl: UPPERCUT! This could be Giz's last hope!

-After that, Giz brings Bulk down to the mat, where he presses his stomach against Bulk's, holding his shoulders down-

-The clock is barely on the two second mark as the referee drops to the mat. It hits one second before his hand even hits the mat the first time. Just before his hand hits the second time, the clock strikes zero, and a loud buzzer sounds, much of the crowd awwww'ing in disappointment-

Garble: Damn! Time has gone out! Giz Hero wasn't able to beat Bulk Biceps!

Ahuizotl: And we all know what THAT means, unfortunately…

-Just then, the crowd switches to loud, furious boos as Thunderlane runs through the timekeeper's area, grabbing a hold of Bulk's briefcase as he does so-

Garble: And right on schedule, there's the dirty son of a bitch known as Thunderlane!

-Giz gets to his feet, his head hung low, and his hands on his sides in discontent as Thunderlane slides into the ring-

Ahuizotl: WATCH OUT, GIZ! WATCH OUT!

-Giz isn't able to hear Ahuizotl, and he never sees it coming as Thunderlane smacks the briefcase into Giz's back, immediately dropping him to the mat to nothing but jeers-

Garble: And a THUNDEROUS shot with The Carnival of Carnage briefcase directly to the SPINE of The Carnage Champion! He's already been let down enough! Get the hell OUT OF HERE, Thunderlane!

Crowd: -in a sing-song manner- DICK! DICK! DICKDICKDICK, THUNDERLANE'S A GIANT DICK!

Ahuizotl: Normally, I would be very pleased and find that chant quite humorous, but right now I am just so FURIOUS. Why must this man always be around to cause trouble?! Why can't he just stay away?!

-Thunderlane grabs a microphone and taps on it with his palm to check and see if it's on. When it makes noise, he talks into it as he leans down next to Giz's body-

Thunderlane: Pipe down with these damn songs! -the crowd boos very loudly- Are you conscious, Giz? -He gets on his knees, picking his head up off the mat. He then lays it down with a smirk afterwards, getting back up to his feet- Okay, you are. I can see your eyes. Good. I want you to be awake so that you can hear what I'm about to say. As you and everyone heard, that buzzer sound indicates that you weren't able to beat my time of 14 minutes and 26 seconds! -loud boos follow- And that means that I won tonight's Beat The Clock Sprint Challenge! -more boos, as Thunderlane points at Madden- ANNOUNCE THAT! ANNOUNCE ME AS THE WINNER, DAMMIT!

-Madden gets up from his chair in a hurry-

Madden: Ladies and gentlemeeeen, your winner of the BEEEEAAAAT THE CLOOOOCK SPRIIIINT CHAAAALLEEEEENGE...THUUUUUUUUUUUNDEEEERRRRLAAAAAAAAANEEEE!

Thunderlane: -grinning widely as the crowd showers him in jeers- Yeeeeah! That's what I like to hear, but I know that YOU aren't going to like what I'm about to lay out on the table, Hero. They're going to be announcing my name at Boiling Point, also. But THIS time, it will be as The NEW Carnage Champion! -more boos, as Thunderlane looks around the arena with his shit-eating grin- Oh, you don't like that? Well you're DEFINITELY going to have a grand old time hating on THIS. There is NO plausible way that you can win at Boiling Point, Hero, because I'm going to be taking away your most dangerous weapon. See, unlike most people that would be in this position, I'm much more INTELLIGENT. I thought about what stipulation I could add to our match, and it didn't take too long for it to hit me like a bag of bricks. Let me throw some names out there to all you guys. Do you want to see Giz Hero and I in a...STEEL CAGE match?!

-The crowd cheers loudly-

Thunderlane: -he chuckles- Not gonna happen. -boos- Oh! Oh! How about a Last Man STANDING match? -more cheers- ALSO...not happening. -boos- Or! Or maybe a Two Out Of Three Falls match! How about that?! -that match gets the least cheers, but still a noticeable amount- Once again, that ain't what I've got in mind. -boos- Because that would make all of YOU happy, but I don't give a damn about pleasing you assholes. -boos- None of those match types, they don't help ME. -he suddenly gains a sinister grin- But you know what WILL? A match with you, Giz, where if you nail even ONE of your famous Uppercuts on me, you will FORFEIT the match, and you will surrender your Carnage Championship to ME! -the OHHHHs in the crowd are deafening, and then they soon turn into boos-

Garble: WHAT?! That's...that's BRILLIANT! That's BRILLIANT, but that also could be a deathnail for Giz's Championship reign!

-Giz brings his face up off the mat, and the camera gets a shot of him looking completely beaten-

Ahuizotl: Giz looks...he looks HOPELESS! How...how can he hope to retain his Championship, when he won't even be allowed to execute ONE Uppercut!

Thunderlane: That stung...didn't it, Hero? That's EXACTLY what I had in mind. -his sinister smirk returns, as he bathes in the crowd's hatred- You heard me right! If you even hit one, ONE Uppercut on me...you're DONE, Hero. That tile is MINE. You've relied on those damn things for too long now, so it only makes sense for me to strip them away. If I were you, I'd go learn some new moves, because you're going to need them if you want to have ANY hope of beating me. -with that, Thunderlane drops his microphone to the mat and leaves the ring as his music hits, a large, unremovable grin plastered across his face-

Garble: That is...that is INGENIOUS on the part of Thunderlane. I hate the guy with a PASSION, but you HAVE to give the devil his due here! He just completely HANDICAPPED Giz Hero in their match at Boiling Point!

Ahuizotl: That he did. What is Giz going to do?! We all know he's capable of performing more than just Uppercuts, but that IS his specialty! It's his bread and butter! It's how he WON The Carnage Championship! It's how he RETAINED it! Without those Uppercuts at his disposal, how is he going to walk out of Boiling Point with his Championship intact?!

Garble: If anybody can find a way, it's Giz Hero. But tonight, the clock ran out on him in his match, and the clock COULD be running out on his Championship reign…

-The camera gets another shot of Giz, who is looking at Thunderlane, trying to comprehend what he has just heard. Meanwhile, Thunderlane is standing at the top of the stage, shrugging and smirking ever-so deviously as we head to the interview area-

Silver Shill: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen. I am now being joined by Fleur De Lis, and her associates...Fancy Pants, and Gustave Le Grand, better known as EGO.

-The camera zooms out to show Gustave to Silver's right, Fancy to his left, and Fleur De Lis, who stands in front of Silver and begins to pose-

Gustave: And you are better known as ze worst interviewer is ze GALAXY! HAAW HAAW HAAW!

Silver: Um...why is Fleur blocking the camera's view of me?

Fancy Pants: She is simply doing the audience a favor. They must get tired of seeing your horrid face time and time again, right? So Lady Fleur figured it would be nice to give them all a break from that, and put on a presentation of elegance and beauty.

Silver: I see…-he certainly doesn't seem to mind it as he watches Fleur pose, nearly losing the questions he was about to ask due to distraction- What were your intentions earlier when you attacked The Vaudevillians following their victory?

Fancy: Our intentions? They were quite simple. To embarrass them like they did to us last week. -he chuckles- And I would say we did a fine job in doing so.

Gustave: And Lady Fleur giving zhem both a handprint on zheir cheeks was just ze icing on ze eclair! -he snickers- Zhose two had it coming when zhey made a MOCKERY out of ze EGO! Any new tag teams zhat want to make ze same mistake? Zhey will be taught zhe same lesson!

Fancy: Those rapscallions claim to be "manly"? Pfft, well what was that display out there? What we saw wasn't men, no, no. We saw a couple of little BOYS. Real men wouldn't have needed degenerates like Neon Lights and DJ Z to fight their battles for them. They would've been able to dispose of us themselves. And real men wouldn't have allowed a woman to walk all over them. To emasculate them as Lady Fleur did. Perhaps that is how they did things in the early 1900's, but in these days, women and men are much more equal to one another. And if a woman decides to put her hands on a man, then it is only fitting that the same be done to them.

Gustave: Of course, zhere are some exceptions. One of them being Lady Fleur. NO man should ever inflict harm on such a delicate, divine debutante such as she.

Fancy: That is correct. And it's quite obvious that Lady Fleur is much more stunning than any of those harlots that inhabited the era The Vaudevillians are from. THOSE "women," and WE use THAT term loosely, looked as if they had been slapped around more often than not themselves. -he chuckles-

Gustave: Zhe ONLY thing zat we can commend zhose Vaudeville swine for, is putting an end to zat distasteful Neon Lights' sick advances towards Lady Fleur. But what did that get them? Nothing but a swat to ze face! -he and Fancy share a good laugh, and Fleur a good chuckle-

Fancy: And Lady Fleur treated you boys that way because of, one, the way you spoke of her last week. And two, the fact that neither of you are worthy of her gratitude. You Vaudevillians showed nothing but weakness tonight, and if you think we're going to hold the ropes open for YOU at Boiling Point, then you might as well not even show up. We will do NO such thing. We will not just slap the tastes out of your mouths, we will show you how REAL, TRUE, LEGITIMATE men of the 21st century brawl! And we will ship you back to your "bygone era," and continue to rule over THIS era!

-With that, Fancy walks away, followed by Gustave, who glares at Silver Shill on his way out. Fleur then stops posing, gasps, and runs after her associates as she realizes that they have left her behind. We head to a commercial with that-

-We return from commercial as the camera is focused on the head of Twist, looking off in the distance with a determined expression. The camera zooms out and shows Silver Shill standing next to her on her right-

Silver: Twist, we are just moments away from tonight's main event, will you compete against both Trixie AND Scootaloo to find out who is going to be the Number One Contender to The Eternal Women's Championship. Do you have any last thoughts before this battle commences?

Twist: It's no doubt that tonight...I compete in the biggest match of my career up to this point. The stakes are palpable. But if you ask my opponents, they'll tell you that this is a one-on-one match, with just the two of them. At least, that's what it seems like to me. Tonight, they made no mention of me during their back and forth banter with one another. It's as if I'm not on their radar. That I'm not a threat to them. Now, don't take this as me sounding bent out of shape, because I'm not. I've got nothing but admiration for Scootaloo, and Trixie is one of the very best this business has to offer. If nothing else, it amuses me. -she halfway smirks- I am used to being looked at as an afterthought. I am sure not many people, even my dearest fans expected me to be the one to win last week's tag team match for my team, but I did. And tonight, I assume the majority of EWF fans believe either Scootaloo or Trixie will go on to Boiling Point to challenge Sunset Shimmer. And I guarantee that one of those people is Sunset herself. She must believe that I'm not a threat to her Championship at all, but I can assure you that I AM, and I will show Sunset, and the entire world that me being inserted into this triple threat match? It was NO accident. Whether I truly impressed Luna, or she was just throwing me a bone, it does not matter. I won't let this opportunity go to waste. To those that are doubting me, go ahead. And to those that are pulling for me, ultimately, I appreciate it, but go ahead and bet against me tonight, as well. Because the more people that look past me, the more it drives me and pushes me to force myself into your line of sight, to the point where you CAN'T ignore me. You CAN'T look past me, no matter HOW hard you try! By the end of this month, I will be the center of EVERYONE'S attention, because I will be your Eternal...Women's...CHAMPION. -Twist walks off with a smirk-

Silver: -he smiles back- Good luck to you, Twist. Let's head back to ringside.

-As we move away from the interview area, the arena is flooded with complete hatred as "Shimmer On" by MandoPony begins to play-

Madden: Ladies and gentlemeeen, please welcooome, THHHEEEE ETEEEERRRRNAAAAAL. WOOOOOMEEEEEEN'S CHAAAAAAAMPIIIIIIIOOOON...SUUUUUUUUNSEEEEEEEEET..SSSSSHHHHHHHHIIIIIIMMEEEEEERRRRRRR!

Ahuizotl: I heard through the grapevine, that during tonight's main event, you and I are going to be joined at the commentator's booth by, of all people, Sunset Shimmer…

Garble: I KNEW I should've taken the night off...I don't want this woman anywhere NEAR me!

Ahuizotl: We'll just have to act as professional as we possibly can. We only have a few moments to prepare ourselves, though, which isn't NEARLY enough time…

Garble: Please don't make me go through this! It's going to be TORTURE!

Ahuizotl: Let's just calm down. Maybe it won't be so bad…..YES I KNOW IT WILL BE. IT'S GOING TO BE DOWNRIGHT TERRIBLE!

-Sunset enters the ring, smirking widely with her Championship belt around her waist. She grabs Madden's microphone and orders him to get out of her ring-

Garble: Wait, but...it looks like she's going to say something first. YES WE HAVE MORE TIME TO NOT BE NEXT TO HER.

Sunset: Before tonight's main event, which will star three women, none of which will ever be able to take my Eternal Women's Championship away from me, all vying for a match against me at Boiling Point for that same Championship...I would just like to discuss a controversy that came to my attention following my match last week. Now, I know all of you didn't find anything wrong with the outcome. Hell, you all went NUTS at the sight of me "tapping out," but that's just IT. I DIDN'T tap out! -boos-

Crowd: YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT! YOU TAPPED OUT!

Sunset: -deadpan expression- Uhhh...did you not just HEAR me? I said I. Did NOT. Tap. Out! I swear, the referees in this company have some kind of ulterior motive, or a VENDETTA against me! Every chance they get, they screw up, or make a bad call that makes ME look like a chump! And I am NOT a CHUMP. I am a CHAMP! Just replace the "u" with an "a"! The only chumps that were involved in my match last week, were, as usual, Scootaloo, Trixie, and the man I'm not asking, but ORDERING to come to the ring THIS INSTANT! EWF Official, Tender Taps. -Sunset begins to tap her foot on the mat, awaiting the arrival of Tender Taps, who emerges from the back soon after and begins walking down the ramp-

Garble: What the hell is this, about?

Ahuizotl: Looks like Sunset throwing her weight around, as always. Tender Taps called her match last week STRAIGHT down the middle, yet she's saying she didn't tap out?! WE ALL SAW IT, DAMMIT!

Sunset: Come on! Let's pick up the pace a little bit, eh?

-Tender Taps runs the rest of the way down the ramp and slides into the ring. He stands next to Sunset nervously-

Sunset: Don't be on edge, Tender. I just wanted to call you out here so you could take a look at the conclusion of last week's match. -Sunset gestures at the titantron, which replays the incident where Sunset "tapped out" to Trixie's Ursa Lock- Now, I'm well aware that referees are liable to make mistakes from time to time. I mean, who DOESN'T? -she chuckles- Except for me, that is. -she twirls her hair in innocence- But I think it's clear to anyone with functioning eyeballs that I did NOT give up right there!

Crowd: WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? (I hate this stupid meme, but I will admit it makes for a good pro wrestling chant)

Sunset: I just SHOWED you dumbasses the proof, yet you still aren't grasping it?! -she sighs loudly- I was not SUBMITTING. I was grabbing at Trixie's thigh in an attempt to pinch her enough to where she would release me from her hold! That's ALL that was.

Crowd: WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'? WHY YOU ALWAYS LYYYYIN'?

Sunset: You all are lying to YOURSELVES if you can't comprehend this! It makes TOTAL sense! You made a mistake, Tender. That's all. Me grabbing at Trixie's thigh, it gave you the impression that I was tapping out, which I wasn't. You've been officiating in The EWF since the very beginning. In fact, YOU were the referee in my debut match. What's your take on this?

-She holds the microphone to Tender's mouth, smiling at him sweetly-

Tender Taps: -he shakes his head- Sunset...I was in a PERFECT position when you were trapped in The Ursa Lock. You were not making a pinching motion with your fingers. I was in PLAIN sight, and what I saw was the palm of your hand slapping Trixie's thigh. Like this…-he then begins to slap his palm on his left arm, which the crowd soon begins to mimic- Yeah, like they're all doing! -he goes back to slapping his arm, until Sunset cuts him off-

Sunset: Eww...STOP. It sounds like you're masturbating. And speaking of masturbating, you're just like all of these JERKOFFS. -major boos- You can't see what's right IN FRONT of you! You don't even know how to do your job properly! -she leans in real close- ….You want to see what a submission looks like? -she looks towards the stage- Get me another referee out here...NOW!

-Very quickly after, Felix Streak begins to jog down the ramp, much to Sunset's delight-

Ahuizotl: And here comes Felix Streak. He's felt the ire of Sunset in the past, as well.

Garble: I have a feeling this isn't going to end well…

-Felix slides into the ring, approaching Sunset-

Sunset: Hey there, Felix. -she patronizingly ruffles up his hair- I've brought you out here because, we're about to have a last minute addition to tonight's card…-Felix gulps, as his eyes wide- oh, don't worry, Felix. You're just going to be the official. You've learned your lesson after the last time I got onto you. And now it seems like I've got to teach someone ELSE their own lesson…-she looks back at Tender glaring at him- Tender...you're going to learn what a submission looks like FIRST HAND, because you'll be tapping like a madman in your match against...ME! -the crowd begins to boo unmercilessly, as Tender gains a terrified frown on his face-

Ahuizotl: Oh for Pete's sake! Just leave him alone! He was only doing his job! This is NOT RIGHT!

Garble: But what can be done? We know Luna isn't going to intervene. Sunset is her franchise player. She can do anything she wants. -he sighs upsettingly-

Crowd: LET'S GO TEN-DER! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TEN-DER! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TEN-DER! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TEN-DER! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TEN-DER! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TEN-DER! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TEN-DER! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TEN-DER! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

-Tender tries to reason with Sunset, but she is having none of it, as she knocks him down to the mat with a Big Boot-

Ahuizotl's: Oh! And Tender Taps is down! But I don't think I'll be able to keep my lunch down!

Garble: I'm with you, man. This is sickening…

Sunset: -she glares at Felix- RING THE BELL!

-Felix is hesitant, but he can't afford to make anymore mistakes, so he ultimately complies-

Match 7: Sunset Shimmer vs Tender Taps

Garble: Sunset isn't even bothering to remove her title! That's how lightly she's taking this match…

-As the bell rings, Sunset grabs both of Tender's legs and turns him over onto his back, locking in a submission move of her own-

Ahuizotl: A Boston Crab to Tender Taps! Don't give up, man! Fight it! Don't let Sunset have her way with you!

Crowd: PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP! PLEASE DON'T TAP!

Sunset: LET'S GO TEN-DER! TAPTAP TAPTAPTAP! -she laughs as Tender Taps writhes in pain. It isn't long after that before his hand begins banging into the mat in agony-

Garble: DAMMIT. He couldn't take it anymore! Tender Taps...well, just as his name says...he taps…

-The boos return to The Asylum all at once as Sunset is grinning from ear to ear. She drops Tender's legs down to the mat, standing upright as she walks away from his body, not even looking back at him. Felix Streak hurriedly raises her hand before she yells at him-

Madden: Here is YOUR WINNERRRR...Sunseeet..Shimmeeerrr…

Ahuizotl: Madden doesn't have it in him to put his usual bravado into that announcement...that was DISGUSTING. Classic heinous, malicious Sunset Shimmer. Making up excuses, and then punishing those around her when they down see things the way she does.

Garble: Sunset doesn't even see it like that, though! She knows just as well as anyone that she TAPPED OUT last week! She's just trying to save face, and this might be the most REPULSIVE way I've ever seen someone attempt to do that!

Ahuizotl: She didn't even take off her title belt...the woman isn't even dressed to compete, but she IS a competitor. Tender Taps is just an innocent referee...he's not on the same level as Sunset ability-wise. And we're going to have to SIT NEXT to this woman! This vile, presumptuous woman!

Garble: This main event may be the hardest match I've ever had to call...and I'm no doubt going to do it with the utmost displeasure. If anybody has any doubts as to how much pull Sunset Shimmer has around here, take a look no further than this match. Not even REFEREES are safe! All Sunset has to do is wag her little finger in their direction, and they'll shit their pants.

Ahuizotl: WE ourselves may want to be extremely careful tonight. If we say the wrong thing, Sunset may put herself in a match with US.

Garble: Eh, I think the two of us could take her. -he rolls up his sleeves, just in case things go down like that-

Sunset: -picking the microphone up off the mat- Well done, Felix. You can make your exit now. -Felix nods before exiting the ring, secretly feeling really bad for Tender Taps. Sunset looks down at Tender arrogantly as he is lying on the mat in pain- As for you, I hope you take the knowledge I just bestowed upon you and remember it for all the future matches you officiate. It was my HONOR to show you, and demonstrate to you what a REAL submission is. You're the referee for the main event, so hurry up and get your act together. -she kicks lightly at Tender's limp body (his ribs, specifically) before dropping the microphone and leaving the ring-

Garble: And now adding insult to injury. What an absolute piece of trash...

Ahuizotl: Ugh...here she comes, boy. Let's do our best to not engulf this entire arena in our fury.

-Sunset sits down next to Ahuizotl on his right, taking off her Championship and sitting it in front of her on the commentary table. She slides her headset on over her ears, smirking as she looks over at Ahuizotl and Garble-

Sunset: Hi there, boys.

Garble: Hey there, Champ.

Ahuizotl: It's a pleasure to have you here at ringside with us, Sunset.

Sunset: Oh, I'm sure it is. -she chuckles- I have no doubts that you said absolutely NOTHING malicious towards me while I was in the ring.

Garble: Well, I uh...I wouldn't necessarily go THAT far…

Sunset: Uh huh. Just watch your mouths while I'm within earshot, and we can get through things smoothly. Alright?

Ahuizotl: Sounds reasonable enough.

Sunset: Good. -with a smirk, she props her feet up on the announce table as the first competitor in this match's music hits to a rousing ovation. Smoke rises from the left and ride sides of the ramp as Twist stands at the top of the stage, her back turned as a spotlight shines on her. As the smoke clears, Twist turns around and begins her slow walk down to the ring-

Madden: The followiiing TRIIIIPLE THREAT MAAAATCH, scheduuuled fooor ONEEEE FAAAAAALL..iiiis, to determine the NUUUUMBER ONE CONTEEEEENDERRRR, to The ETEEEEERNAAAAAL. WOOOOOMEEEEEEEEEEN'S CHAAAAAAAAAAAMPIIIIIIIOOOOOOONSHIIIIIIIIP! Introduciiing, fiiiirst...frooom LOOOOONEEEEEEEYYYYVIIIIILLEEEE! Weighing in at 134 POOOOUNDS...TTTTTTTWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIST!

Garble: And here comes the first woman that could possibly be your opponent at Boiling Point, Sunset.

Sunset: -she rolls her eyes- Yeah, and she's turned out to be the most whiny of the three. She's right about one thing, though. I most certainly do NOT see her as a threat to my title reign. And the same goes for the others in this match. They are all inferior to me in EVERY way imaginable.

Garble: Wow...why don't you tell us how you REALLY feel?

Ahuizotl: So I guess I don't have to ask you which of these three women you'd prefer to face, then.

Sunset: Nope. Don't waste your breath. It doesn't matter to me, because, no matter who it is, I'll defeat them with EASE. NONE of them deserve a shot at my title, but one of them are going to get it anyway, and whoever it is will go on to REGRET ever signing on for this match.

-Twist straightens up the collars on her jacket before throwing her arms into the air, the fans doing the same as the opera bit in her theme music approaches. Blinding white lights appear in the stage as Twist throws up her arms again. Twist then walks over to the steps and begins to walk up them-

Ahuizotl: As Twist spoke of earlier, this will be the biggest match of her career so far. And if she can win, an even LARGER match is looming on the horizon.

Sunset: If Twist is victorious, it will be the EASIEST match I've ever been involved in.

Garble: Come on now, Sunset. Don't you think you're selling Twist a little short here?

Sunset: I'm just really, really, really, really, really, REALLY….REALLY confident about my chances going up against her. That's all. -she smirks-

-Twist climbs up onto the top rope and throws her arms into the air again, along with the crowd. Twist then climbs off the top rope and enters the ring, the crowd cheering as the spotlight focuses on her as she stands in the middle of the ring-

Sunset: That spotlight should be on ME! Who authorized this NOBODY to be given her very own spotlight during her entrance?! I, THE CHAMPION don't even have my own spotlight!

Ahuizotl: If you ask me, Twist has earned that spotlight. And if there are some people out there that don't think she's worthy of it, Twist is looking to prove to those naysayers that her future is as bright as the spotlight, and the blinding glares in her entrance.

*Out of My Way!* -the crowd completely LOSES IT as they shower the arena in cheers-

Madden: Aaaand HER OPPONENTS...FIRST! Froooom LOOOONEYYYYVIIIILLEEEE! Weighing in at 119 POOOOOUNDS! She iiis, the TWOOOO THOUSAAAND FOURTEEEEN QUEEEEEN OF THE SCEEEEEENEEEE..SSSSSSCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTAAAAAALLLLLOOOOOOO!

Garble: You spoke of the future, 'Zotl? Well, I'm going to bring it back to the past a little bit. I'll give you the credit you're due, Sunset. At High Stakes, you were able to walk out with your Championship still in your possession. No matter how it happened, the record books don't show how you win, they simply show WHO wins, and on that night, you defeated Scootaloo.

Sunset: Thank you for the very well deserved recognition. -she smirks- I still can't believe there were actually people watching this product that thought this averagely-skilled little RUNT could match up to a REMARKABLE woman like I.

Ahuizotl: Well that "runt" isn't ready to give up on her Championship aspirations just yet. I would liken her to a Pitbull. She may be smaller than most of her opponents, but she makes up for it with her ridiculous amount of tenacity and aggression.

Sunset: I would equate her to a Pitbull as well...the rapper, that is, in that they are both mediocre and overrated.

Garble: Is there ANYTHING nice you can about ANYBODY?

Sunset: Oh, absolutely! I can say a PLETHORA of nice things about myself. Would you like to hear some?

Garble: I'll pass….I've heard it all before.

Ahuizotl: No matter what you say, Sunset, Scootaloo was victorious against both you AND Cadance last week, and that's worth a lot.

Sunset: You know what else is worth a lot? Being a CHAMPION. And when you're a Champion, you can easily look past all the matches you didn't do so well in. Because, at the end of the day, you still hold the gold.

Garble: You may not be holding it for much longer if Scootaloo is able to win this match. Many people have said that if Cadance didn't save your bacon, you wouldn't even BE Champion right now.

Sunset: Those people have never won ANYTHING in their miserable lives. They cling to people like Scootaloo, hoping to live vicariously through them, but in the end, they don't get above a certain point, because those like Scootaloo always hit the glass ceiling, and that ceiling is ME.

-Scootaloo enters the ring, looking at Twist with a competitive, yet friendly smirk-

Crowd: SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO!

-The crowd's chants come to an end when Trixie's theme song begins to play, eliciting nothing but positive vibes from the crowd-

Trixie: Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! CHIIIILDREN of AAAAAAALL AAAAGES! Come ONE, come ALL, come and witness the AMAZING, show-stopping ability of your NEXT Eternal Women's CHAMPIOOOON! Residing in Manhattan, New York! Weighing a MIND-BOGGLING 137 POOOOOOOUNDS..presenting to YOU, my Lunacy faithful! The GREAT, and POWEEEERRRRFUUUUL..TTTTTTTTRRRRRIIIIIIIIIXXXXXIIIIIIIIIEEEEE!

Sunset: The only thing that is MIND-BOGGLING to me is that this obnoxious bitch has any fans at all…

Ahuizotl: She's quite similar to you in that her arrogance levels are off the CHARTS.

Sunset: Hey! I have a valid REASON to be as arrogant as I am! I am the TOP star of Lunacy! Meanwhile, little miss "great and powerful" has accomplished NOTHING on MY show!

Garble: Well...she did make you tap ou-

Ahuizotl: -trying to talk as low as possible- SHHHH! What are you saying, boy?! DON'T!

Sunset: Yeah! You'd BETTER shut him up! ….YOU KNOW WHAT? I've got an answer to your ignorant question from earlier! ...I WANT TO FACE TRIXIE AT BOILING POINT.

Garble: Oh yeah? And why's that?

Sunset: Everyone thinks she made ME tap out?! Well I hope she wins this damn match, so I can retain my title against her by locking her in a submission that is WAY more deadly, WAY more lethal than her shitty little Ursa Lock! Trixie NEVER made me tap out! Not at High Stakes, and CERTAINLY not last week on Lunacy! But if Trixie winds up facing me for my title, I'll make her give up FOR REAL!

Ahuizotl: Does it also have anything to do with the fact that she left you and your other buddies in The System high and dry?

Sunset: I was about to mention that! That little whore made us look like complete SAPS! We should've NEVER allowed her to be associated with GREATNESS like The System! I truly hope she comes out on top tonight, so I can topple her at Boiling Point, and make her tap like the lowly little shit that she is!

Garble: ….Aaaaaalrighty then. Things have gotten very personal at the broadcast table.

-Trixie enters the ring to much fanfare as she stares down both Twist and Scootaloo-

Main Event: Trixie vs Scootaloo vs Twist

Crowd: ALL THESE WO-MEN! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* ALL THESE WO-MEN! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* ALL THESE WO-MEN! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* ALL THESE WO-MEN! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* ALL THESE WO-MEN! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* ALL THESE WO-MEN! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* ALL THESE WO-MEN! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Ahuizotl: These three are all fan favorites, and that's showing right now!

Garble: The Lunacy fans can't decide who to cheer for, so they're cheering for ALL three!

-2 minutes later-

-Scootaloo is recovering outside the ring at the bottom of the ramp, with Twist standing tall, looking to make a big impact in this match. Twist bounces off the ropes and dives over the top rope, frontflipping herself in mid-air. Many photos are taken as Twist's back crashes into Scootaloo's upper body, bringing them both down to the floor to an abundance of cheers-

Ahuizotl: AND TWIST, CLEARING THE TOP ROPE! SOMERSAULT PLANCHA TO THE OUTSIDE!

Garble: When you're in a match like this of epic proportions, you've got to pull out all the stops if you want to succeed!

-The camera focused back on the ring, where Trixie exits out onto the apron and begins climbing up to the top rope-

Ahuizotl: And just as you say that, it looks like TRIXIE now wants to show what she's willing to do!

-Trixie stays perched on the top rope, awaiting for Scootaloo and Twist to get to their feet. When they do, Trixie leaps off the top rope, backflipping as she falls downward, knocking both Twist and Scootaloo down to the ground once again-

Garble: A MOONSAULT! A SPECTACULAR MOONSAULT BY TRIXIE! AND SHE LANDS ON HER FEET!

Ahuizotl: That's one for the highlight reel! We very rarely see Trixie perform any high flying maneuvers, but when we do, she goes ALL OUT!

Sunset: Ugh, so unnecessary...she's just showing off for all these puppets. I would never do something so risky just to please these morons.

Garble: Are you perhaps jealous that you aren't capable of pulling that off in the first place?

Sunset: Absolutely NOT! I could do ANYTHING these untalented monkeys could, and I would do it even BETTER than them! But there's no point of doing so. A good punch to the face does more damage than a moonsault…-she groans-

Crowd: TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE!

-Trixie smirks as she basks in the audience's affection before picking up Twist and tossing her back into the ring-

Ahuizotl: Well, "a good punch to the face" doesn't bring this crowd to life like Trixie just did, and THAT'S the difference!

-5 minutes later-

-Twist is back outside the ring again. This time, in front of the announce table. Scootaloo is in front of Twist, except they are separated by a ring post-

Garble: We've seen this before! But Twist is about to experience it FIRST-HAND, for the FIRST time!

-Scootaloo runs at the ringpost as Twist rises to her feet and jumps up, grabbing onto the bar that connects the turnbuckle to the ringpost with one hand, and the bottom rope with the other. Scootaloo uses this momentum to propel herself THROUGH the middle and bottom turnbuckles. As she is soaring through the air, Twist turns her momentum against her as she snatches Scootaloo out of the air, carrying her on her shoulders-

Ahuizotl: OH CRAP! The strength of Twist, blocking the Tornado DDT! You countered that move at High Stakes, Sunset, only this is a little bit different!

Sunset: I sure did. Either way, though, it won't end well for that orange pain in the ass!

-Twist lets Scootaloo fall off of her shoulders as she brings her back down to the floor. Twist then brings her knees out, letting Scootaloo land on the base of them gut-first-

Garble: THE PLOT TWIST! The sharp knees of Twist just got imbedded in the gut of Scootaloo!

Ahuizotl: I see you grinning, Sunset. I take it you like what you see?

Sunset: Hell yeah! That was SWEET. Do it again, do it again! Man...at this rate, Scootaloo might want to retire that nifty little move, because the past two times she's attempted it, they've ended in DISASTER.

Garble: If this was a Falls Count Anywhere match, Twist may be the number one contender right now. But unfortunately, pinfalls only count in the ring.

Sunset: Eh, even if they didn't, I bet Scootaloo would've kicked out anyway. It takes a lot to put her away, I'll give her that much.

-6 minutes later-

-Both Twist and Scootaloo are back in the ring, with Scootaloo sizing up Twist as she begins to rise to her feet-

Ahuizotl: What does Scootaloo have in mind now?

Garble: I'm not sure, but hopefully it will go the way she wants! Trixie is recuperating outside the ring, so she can't break up any pinfalls that might occur!

-As Twist gets up fully to her feet, she turns around to see Scootaloo running at her. As Scootaloo dives into the air, Twist quickly turns around and drops down to the mat, lifting up her left leg above her chest and striking at Scootaloo's head with the top of her boot! The crowd goes wild as this knocks Scootaloo out of the air and down to the mat!-

Ahuizotl: PELE KICK! THE PELE KICK SWATS SCOOTALOO OUT OF THE AIR!

-Twist quickly crawls over and flips Scootaloo onto her back, hooking her leg as the referee drops down to count-

*1…..2…-Scootaloo gets a shoulder up, as Twist rolls away from her, trying to catch her breath-

Garble: And a kickout by Scootaloo! As you said, Sunset, Scootaloo can take a large amount of abuse, but still have enough in the tank to kick out!

Ahuizotl: I believe Scootaloo may have been looking to hit Scootabuse on Twist (she was), but for the second time in as many minutes, Twist was able to thwart Scootaloo's in-air offense!

Sunset: I could watch these three fight it out all night long. I see now why you two enjoy this job so much. Maybe I should come out here more often!

Garble: Oh...uhh...nooooo...that...that won't be necessary…-he chuckles nervously-

Ahuizotl: Yeah...I...I think we've got things covered…

-5 minutes later-

-Twist is on the apron. Trixie is outside, below Twist. Twist runs at Trixie while on the apron, trying to kick her face. Trixie catches her foot and swings her foot back at-once, bringing Twist off her feet, and allowing her face to crash into the apron-

Garble: OH MAN! Twist's face bounced off the black part of the apron! Her nose may be SHATTERED!

Sunset: -she nods, grimacing- I can attest to that. I've fell victim to that part of the ring more times than I can count, and it hurts more than you could ever imagine.

Ahuizotl: As we've stated many times, that is the hardest part of the ring, and Twist's facial features just got introduced to it!

-4 minutes later-

-Trixie currently has The Ursa Lock clasped in on Twist, as the crowd is going wild-

Garble: THE URSA LOCK IS CINCHED IN! THIS COULD BE IT!

Ahuizotl: If at all possible, Twist needs to keep her vertical base! If Trixie is able to bring her down to her knees, it'll be much harder to escape!

Sunset: The Ursa Lock IS a highly dangerous move, but I WOULD'VE escaped out of it last week had the referee not called for the bell like a goof!

-Twist is able to stay alive long enough for Scootaloo to crawl back into the ring. Trixie notices this, but refuses to release the hold. Scootaloo gets to her feet and immediately runs at Trixie. Scootaloo jumps into the air, applying a front facelock on Trixie and performing a frontflip as she forces Trixie off of Twist's body, flipping her onto the top of her head with authority, sending the crowd into a frenzy!-

Garble: DEAR FUCKING GOD! SCOOTALOO RIPS TRIXIE OFF WITH A LETHAL SCOOTABUSE!

Ahuizotl: Just in the nick of time, too! That was almost too close for comfort! Trixie landed SMACK-DAB on the top of her cranium!

-Scootaloo makes a cover on Trixie very close to the ropes-

*1….2…- -Just before the three count, Scootaloo is pulled out of the ring by a figure wearing a black cloak. The crowd responds with pure hatred as two other cloaked figures emerge from the timekeeper's area and tackle Scootaloo, bringing her down to the ground-

Garble: WHO THE?! THESE...THESE THREE PEOPLE, DRESSED IN CLOAKS JUST YANKED SCOOTALOO OUT OF THE RING, AND NOW THEY'RE PUMMELING HER!

-The person who pulled out Scootaloo stands behind as the other two clobber Scootaloo with fists and forearms as she lies on the ground-

Ahuizotl: SCOOTALOO IS STRUGGLING TO GET LOOSE, BUT THESE MYSTERIOUS INDIVIDUALS WON'T LET UP!

-The person in the back removes the hood from the cloak, and to the surprise of (hopefully) no one-

Garble: ST-STARLIGHT GLIMMER! Starlight Glimmer is behind this rabid assault!

Sunset: What the hell is SHE doing here, on MY show?!

Ahuizotl: If that's Starlight, then...that must mean…

-Starlight approaches the other two, and, as they beat down Scootaloo, she removes their hoods as well, revealing…-

Garble: Blackheart and Gloomlee! Starlight's trusted zealots! Starlight Glimmer and The Acolytes of Equality are here on Monday Night Lunacy!

Ahuizotl: And they are absolutely DEMOLISHING Scootaloo, similar to the beatdown Scootaloo gave Starlight this past Friday on Sublime! Starlight and her followers have come to Lunacy to give her an equal beatdown!

Crowd: BUUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUUUULL-SHIT! BUUUUUULL-SHIT!

-Gloomlee and Blackheart grab each on Scootaloo's arms and one of them stand at each of her sides. They present her to Starlight, as she begins slapping Scootaloo across the face-

Ahuizotl: This is a VERY unfortunate situation! Scootaloo was just evening the score on Sublime, but Starlight wants to be the one to get the last laugh, it seems!

Garble: How the hell did they get in here?!

Sunset: I don't know, but they're about to leave just as quick as they came!

-Sunset sets her headset down, and stands up from her seat-

Garble: SUNSET?! Where is she going?! Is she...is she actually going to HELP Scootaloo?!

-The crowd goes insane once again as a familiar ally of Scootaloo's rushes down the ramp-

Ahuizotl: But before she can do that, here comes Berry Punch! Coming to the aid of her good friend!

-Starlight turns just in time for Berry to take her down to the ground with a Thesz Press. Blackheart and Gloomlee are immediately on the attack, as Berry is able to get a few shots in before Starlight's Acolytes force Berry off with her own attack-

Garble: IT'S PANDEMONIUM OUT HERE!

-Blackheart and Gloomlee don't beat on Berry for too long before Sunset Shimmer comes up and WHACKS Gloomlee in the back with a steel chair-

Ahuizotl: THE CHAMPION HAS AN EQUALIZER! Sunset Shimmer is defending what she calls HER show!

-Before Blackheart can react, she too is smacked in the back with a steel chair, which forces her off of Berry-

Garble: HIT THEM AGAIN! HIT THEM AGAIN, SUNSET! MAKE THEM PAY FOR SHOWING UP HERE UNINVITED!

-The crowd is going bonkers as Gloomlee and Blackheart gather around Starlight's feet. Starlight is holding a hand up, stating that she doesn't wish to cause any more harm-

Ahuizotl: Sunset is on guard! She's pointing the chair at Starlight!

Garble: Give her a shot, too! A little souvenir on her way out!

-Sunset soon stands down, dropping the chair to the ground as Starlight leads her followers away from the battlefield, following them, ironically, as they make their escape through the crowd to a chorus of boos-

Ahuizotl: Aww...and the invaders are able to scurry away, but they'll have welts on their back as a result of their intrusion!

Crowd: GET THE FUCK OUT! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* GET THE FUCK OUT! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* GET THE FUCK OUT! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* GET THE FUCK OUT! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* GET THE FUCK OUT! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* GET THE FUCK OUT! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* GET THE FUCK OUT! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* GET THE FUCK OUT! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Garble: My sentiments exactly! They're leaving in a hurry, though. SMART move!

-Sunset walks back over to the announce table, leaving Scootaloo and Berry on the floor-

Sunset: -putting her headset back on- Ah...that was relatively easy. Why have people been making such a big deal about those three? I had them practically BEGGING for mercy!

Ahuizotl: I'm guessing that was to feed YOUR ego, and not for the benefit of Scootaloo or Berry Punch?

Sunset: I was simply defending MY show from intruders. That's what a true, fighting Champion does.

-Back in the ring, Trixie turns around to a kick in the gut from Twist-

Ahuizotl: Meanwhile! In the ring! Twist may be about to end this match for good!

-As Twist turns around to attempt The Twist of Fate, Trixie breaks free at the last second and drives her boot into the back of Twist's ankle. This drops Twist to one knee as Trixie twirls herself around Twist's body and once again puts her in The Ursa Lock!-

Garble: -as the crowd goes crazy- Here we go again...URSA LOCK! Twist finds herself TRAPPED in The Ursa Lock again!

Ahuizotl: Trixie could be on her way to Boiling Point! Scootaloo is down! She CAN'T break this up like she did before!

Garble: Nobody can! Trixie is moments away from becoming The Number One Contend-

-Just then, a steel chair is slammed into the back of Trixie, causing her to release the hold and drop to the mat in pain. The person behind it was…-

Ahuizotl: DAMMIT! Cadance! Cadance is in the ring, and she's using the same chair Sunset did to drive back Starlight and her Acolytes!

-The crowd is furiously booing as Cadance looks down at Trixie's body, disdain in her eyes. Even Sunset looks perplexed as to what's going on-

Garble: But...but WHY? Why is Cadance attacking Trixie? Did YOU put her up to this, Sunset?! Did LUNA?!

Sunset: This certainly wasn't my idea. I thought we in The System were in agreement, that if Trixie DID win, I would be the one to defend our honor against her!

Ahuizotl: Well it seems to me that Cadance is going BACK on those plans! She's going into business for HERSELF!

Crowd: FUCK OFF, CA-DANCE, FUCK OFF! *CLAP CLAP* FUCK OFF, CA-DANCE, FUCK OFF! *CLAP CLAP* FUCK OFF, CA-DANCE, FUCK OFF! *CLAP CLAP* FUCK OFF, CA-DANCE, FUCK OFF! *CLAP CLAP* FUCK OFF, CA-DANCE, FUCK OFF! *CLAP CLAP* FUCK OFF, CA-DANCE, FUCK OFF! *CLAP CLAP* FUCK OFF, CA-DANCE, FUCK OFF! *CLAP CLAP*

-Cadance drops the steel chair in front of Twist, who looks at it, but then looks up at Cadance with confused eyes-

Cadance: -to Twist, as she points at the chair- USE IT! If you want to be number one contender, then just USE IT! -with that, Cadance exits the ring, at Twist begins to contemplate-

Ahuizotl: She...she wants Twist to...to use the steel chair?

Sunset: What are you DOING, Cadance?! -she stands up from her chair, glaring at Cadance- WE HAD A PLAN!

Cadance: I'm sorry, Sunny. Plans change. -she then turns around and begins walking to the back-

-Twist's body begins shaking a bit, before her expression completely changes from debating, to having her mind completely made up. She grabs the steel chair, and unfolds in, sitting it down on the mat-

Garble: I mean, it's obvious this match is no disqualification. If it wasn't, the match would've ended once Starlight pulled Scootaloo out of the ring. But this just...this seems out of character for Twist…

Sunset: It would be smart to use the chair, and it looks like Twist is smart enough to realize that. Hell, I wouldn't just use the chair, I would MANGLE Trixie's BODY with it!

Ahuizotl: We know you would….

-Twist picks Trixie up off the mat and positions her to where Trixie's body is bent over the steel chair, while her body is just a little to the side of it. She lets out a roar before she twists her body and drives Trixie's face down into the steel chair (you know, the part where you sit)! The crowd OHHHHHHs loudly as the chair bends from the force-

Garble: TWIST OF FATE! Trixie's head COLLIDES with the steel chair!

Ahuizotl: It's all legal, and SURELY, it's all OVER!

-Twist kicks the chair aside and covers Trixie, a remorseless look on her face-

*1…...2…..3!* -much of the crowd cheers, but the rest have been caught off guard by the turn of events-

Garble: It is! Twist is going to Boiling Point! Twist is your NEW number one contender!

Madden: Here is YOOOOUUUURRR WIIIINNEEEEERRR..aaaaand THHHEEE NUUUUMBEEEERRR OOOOONEEE COOOONTEEEENDEEERRRR..TTTTTTTWWWIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSST!

-Twist rises to her feet, her body shaking a bit before her expression changes once again. She looks around, disoriented, and confused as to what just happened, but she knows that she won, judging by her theme music, so she allows the referee to raise her hand with a huge grin on her face-

Garble: Say what you will about how it went down, but Twist did NOTHING wrong in the closing moments of this match! I'm VERY stumped as to why it all led up to that, but Twist has just earned the single biggest victory of her career...for now.

Ahuizotl: Yes, for this match will soon be replaced with The Eternal Women's Championship match she will compete in against YOU, Sunset, in less than three weeks at Boiling Point.

Sunset: Hey, she did what she had to do. I applaud her for that. But she isn't going to pull that on me. I'm going to do everything I have to do in order to retain my Championship.

Garble: This match was chaotic from start to finish, and it REALLY picked up once Scootaloo nailed The Scootabuse on Trixie. Starlight Glimmer, Blackheart and Gloomlee all appeared, and they wound up costing Scootaloo a shot at The Eternal Women's Championship for a SECOND time. Who knows what is going to come from THAT tale? But the big story tonight, is that Twist is ONE win away from becoming The Eternal Women's Champion! I never thought I would say those words, but I just did, and honestly...that's pretty freaking awesome!

Ahuizotl: It's been a long ride for that young lady right there, and that ride is about to hit her biggest roadblock to date, in Sunset Shimmer.

Sunset: -she smirks- That's right. So you'd better buckle up, Twist. Because your ride is about to get VERY bumpy. It's about to turn into a full-fledged ROLLERCOASTER.

Garble: So many questions remained unanswered, though...what is to come of the saga between Scootaloo and Starlight, ESPECIALLY now that Berry Punch has thrown herself into the mix? WHY did Cadance defy the orders of our General Manager? How will Trixie respond to being denied a shot at The Eternal Women's Championship? And what will go down when Sunset defends The Eternal Women's Championship against Twist at Boiling Point?

Sunset: What will go down? That's a pretty simple answer. I'm not only going to BEAT Twist, but I'm going to ANNIHILATE h-

-Sunset has to think fast and grab her Championship off the table as Twist was reaching down to grab it as she looked back in front of her-

Sunset: HEY! Hands off! You don't get to hold this title until it BELONGS to you!

-Twist just stares at Sunset with a smirk. Sunset removes her headset and stands up from her seat-

Sunset: Later, boys. -she turns towards Twist- Everything has been easy up until now. But here is where it gets REALLY challenging. We're going to see if you're up for that challenge. -Sunset walks away from Twist, her own smirk plastered on her face as she walks backwards, never taking her eyes off of her-

Ahuizotl: The Eternal Women's Championship was nearly in Twist's grasp, but Sunset felt that alarming sensation and she made a lunge for her Championship. If it was that easy for Twist to get CLOSE to that title, I wonder how easy it would be for Twist to WIN that Championship?

Garble: Let me tell you right now, it WON'T be easy. Not ONE bit. Twist is on a collision course with perhaps the most dangerous and calculating woman in all of The EWF. As Sunset said...tonight was the easy part. Boiling Point is where we'll see what Twist is REALLY made of.

-Sunset holds her Championship up into the air as she walks up the ramp, looking down at Twist, who hasn't moved an inch away from the commentary table. Twist watches Sunset up on the titantron, and looks excited to duke it out with her-

Crowd: TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST!

Garble: The crowd seems to not mind the way Twist won that match, nor should they. It was well within the rules, and I'm pretty sure both Trixie AND Scootaloo would've done the exact same thing.

Ahuizotl: Most definitely. It was just very strange how it came about, what with Cadance literally HANDING the steel chair over to Twist. We know those two have their own problems with each other, but tonight, Cadance was solely focused on making sure that Trixie did not walk out of The Lunacy Asylum as number one contender.

Garble: We crowned a number one contender tonight, and NO ONE would've saw this coming when Lunacy first began airing...but six months later, this woman has captured the hearts and imaginations of The EWF fans, and she now stands before us the next challenger for Sunset Shimmer's Eternal Women's Championship. Her name...is Twist. And very soon, The Eternal Women's Championship...could belong...to THE DEMON. Good night, everybody.

-The show comes to an end with the crowd continuing to chant, "TWIST" as the camera switches between Twist's confident look, and Sunset's confident look with she continues to hold her title proudly in the air-

Match Results:

Diamond Tiara defeated Silver Spoon by Pinfall (18:21)

Thunderlane defeated Klaus by Pinfall (14:26)

Turf defeated Midnight Strike and Cloudchaser by Submission (17:41)

Amay Wythyst defeated Sadie Sandals by Pinfall (1:18)

The Vaudevillians defeated NION Lights by Pinfall (16:33)

Bulk Biceps vs Giz Hero went to a No Contest (14:26)

Sunset Shimmer defeated Tender Taps by Submission (0:26)

Twist defeated Trixie and Scootaloo by Pinfall (23:53)

Matches for Boiling Point:

Sunset Shimmer vs Twist - Eternal Women's Championship

Giz Hero vs Thunderlane - Carnage Championship (If Giz uses ANY Uppercuts, he forfeits the title)

3MB vs The Wythyst Family - No Holds Barred

Diamond Tiara vs Turf - Crater Chick Championship

The Sword vs Fluttershy & Lightning Dust - Chick Combo Championships

SCUM vs Rack Attack - Combo of Carnage Championships

EGO vs The Vaudevillians