*The beautiful people! OHHHH…*

-The show opens up to another plentiful crowd shouting "E DUB EFF" in unison, but they are soon silenced by a booming display of pyrotechnics, which sends the crowd roaring in response-

Ahuizotl: The Asylum is RUMBLING! I'm SWEATING! There's no better way to commence a new week, then with another installment of MONDAAAAY NIGHT LUNAAAACYYY!

Garble: You said it, 'Zotl, oh BOY did you ever say it! School is back in session next week for the youngsters, but we're gonna do our OWN form of prepping to get you ready for what is looking to be the LARGEST EWF pay per view that we've ever done!

Ahuizotl: I'm not sure if any amount of prepping can prepare these fans for what is in store for them in just SIX short nights. But tonight's broadcast of Lunacy? That'll be a bit more manageable.

Garble: Just a bit. Diamond Tiara will defend her Crater Chick Championship against, you guessed it, another mystery opponent. And the winner of that title match will be put in the ring, face-to-face with Turf, and together, those two women are going to sign the contract for their Crater Chick Championship showdown this Sunday.

Ahuizotl: Also, Trixie is going to be dealt more of the scorn of her former System comrade, Cadance. Only Cadance knows what awaits her Boiling Point opponent. But it is sure to be just as unfair and wicked as last week's encounter with The Wythyst Family.

Garble: All that and SO much more is lined up for you people tonight. You KNOW The EWF never disappoints! But before our first matchup of the evening, we're going to start tonight's show a little differently than before. Change is healthy, people, so thank us later.

Ahuizotl: At this time, let's shift our focus to the backstage area, where our broadcast colleague, Silver Shill has his hands full with a very big assignment…

-The camera then focuses on a zoomed-in shot of an orange upper arm, which is adorned by an armband that shows an equal symbol with a line going through it diagonally (just like this: misesdotorg/sites/default/files/styles/slideshow/public/static-page/img/Inequality-Symboldotpng?itok=ACuYDeQZ ) The camera then pans to the left, showing a light purple upper arm, and then moving to the left again, revealing a gray upper arm, both of which are also shown to be wearing the same armbands. The camera then zooms on, showing Scootaloo, Berry Punch and Maud standing in a line, with Silver Shill standing next to Scootaloo-

Silver Shill: Scootaloo, Berry. Up next, you two are going to be in tag team action. But before that, I'm interested in this new...addition to your attires. Can you tell me why you've chosen to wear them tonight?

Berry: It ain't that hard to figure out. Last Friday, Starlight Glimmer and her little sidekicks started showing off a new piece of their wardrobe; a simple armband with an equal sign emblazoned on them. -she glares at the camera- Well ain't you three just a bunch'a clever bitches? I don't know if you're doing it to act cool, or if it's just to show people that you're fighting against inequality. Or, if you want my version, showing the world what ignorant little SHITBAGS you all are.

Scootaloo: No matter the reason, it's the symbol that's going to define their movement. Those three want the equal sign to forever be associated with fear. But Berry, Maud and I? We don't fear the equal sign. And we damn sure don't fear Starlight, Gloomlee or Blackheart.

Maud: They aren't the only group that's united. The three of us are united as friends, and we created our own armbands, because there's no way we're going to allow ourselves to be outdone by the ridiculous ideologies of Starlight and her pupils.

Scootaloo: -she nods with a smirk- The symbol on our bands shows that those who wear it DEFY equality. The wearer won't surrender to the principles of a psychopath. Whereas Starlight's equal sign is meant to inject terror into the hearts and minds of those who are easy pickings, and be used as a means of subjecting them to her philosophies, our symbol represents HOPE. Hope that those that stand against equality can wipe it off the face of the Earth! Equality is a farce. And no matter how hard Starlight strains to bring those who reject it to their knees, there will ALWAYS be people willing to battle those insane beliefs. Starlight, Gloomlee and Blackheart...they all live by the equality symbol...they BREATH just to prove to everyone how superior it is; to show them that it is the only way to go in life. Well, at Boiling Point, that will be symbol those three DIE for.

Maud: I hope it was all worth it to them, because their crusade comes to an end this Sunday. Starlight can beat me down every week if that's how she wants to spend her Friday...it won't stop me from fighting. It won't convince me to devote my life, my very soul to aiding her in bathing the world in equality. That only pushes me further away from the cause...it only convinces me that it's the last place in my life that I want to wind up in. Starlight...I will never join you. Joining you would mean that I'm giving up on my friends. I'm giving up in the fight. And that's just something I can't afford to do.

Scootaloo: We hope you all find these armbands nifty, because we won't be wearing them for very long. After Boiling Point, they're going away. There will be no need for them then, because Starlight? The Acolytes? They will be no more, and neither will their Expedition of Equality.

Berry: These armbands are only temporary, until we get the job done, and put the kibosh on all this "equality" bullshit. I mean, look at the three of us. We're the best damn case of inequality you could find. You got Maud, who ain't ever shown an ounce of emotion in her life. Scootaloo, who sometimes lets her emotions get the better of her. And then you've got me, Marble Cold Berry Punch: The toughest D.O.B. in The EWF. I only show two emotions on a consistent basis, and that's being pissed off, and whatever emotion shit-faced drunk can be described as. We are the complete OPPOSITE of the sermon you're preachin', Starlight Glimmer. Somehow, someway, you've managed to convert some dumb little piss-ants to submit to your views. Like that stupid son of a bitch David Schmuck. I tell you what, that's one Grade-A moron you've got in your mitts, Starlight. You somehow was able to get that stupid little fuck to agree to have an equal sign shaved into his damn head. -she shakes her head in disbelief- The bastard would've been better off going bald… But you listen to me, Princess of Propaganda. No matter how much bullshit you spew, you couldn't find enough fools to fill up a ten seat church. Hell, you want equality so bad? How about this… How about at Boiling Point, I give ALL THREE OF YA… You, AND your little phony cronies, EQUAL ass-whoopings! That's right. That's how kind of a person I am. If you're all so gung-ho about having everything be equal, then I'll kick your asses the SAME amount as the one before ya! Because I'm an equal opportunity asskicker! I'll fuck up women, men AND children if it means I don't have to listen to you babble on about your bullshit beliefs. Luckily for the men and children of the world, I ain't gonna have to get down to the nitty gritty with them. All we gotta do is knock around THREE women.

Scootaloo: That's right! The only three women in the world that actually buy into this garbage… Once we do that, The EWF will be free to be as different and unique as they'd like, and no thanks will be necessary.

Berry: And that's the bottom liiiine… 'Cuz Marble Cold SAID SO. Let's go raise some hell, 'Scoots. -with that, Maud walks off, followed by Berry Punch with her no-nonsense swagger-

Scootaloo: I'm right behind ya! -she then follows after her partners, as the picture fades back to the arena, where the crowd is cheering loudly in support of the previous trio, "Nebulous" by Vovabs greeting two of the combatants of tonight's first matchup-

Ahuizotl: And as Silver Shill said at the top of that interview, Scootaloo and Berry Punch are moments away from heading into tag team action. And their opponents are in the ring.

Garble: Cloudchaser and Flitter. Don't be fooled by these sisters' insatiable beauty, though. If you've seen them in action before, you know that they are very capable in that ring.

-The two sisters smile at the fans, garnering a great reaction for themselves. But that reaction is soon eclipsed by the beginning of "Out of My Way" by Seether. A much louder reaction then follows-

Ahuizotl: You mentioned Flitter and Cloudchaser being very capable? Well here comes two ENDLESSLY capable competitors!

Madden: The followiiing TAG TEAM conteeest, is scheduuuled foooor OOOOONE FAAAALL! At a COMBINED WEIGHT, of 254 POOOOUNDS! MAAAARBLE COOOOOLD, BERRY PUUUUUNCH! Aaaaand SSSSCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTAAAAAAALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Garble: It's been a while since these two have teamed together, but this won't be the only time this week they do so. This is a tuneup match for Scootaloo and Berry before they head to Boiling Point, where they're going to take part in their biggest tag match thus far.

Ahuizotl: These two have battled side-by-side for The Chick Combo Championships, but that pales in comparison to the war they've been thrusted into, along with Maud, against Starlight Glimmer and her Acolytes of Equality, Blackheart and Gloomlee.

Garble: That six woman tag team match could decide the fate of The EWF. If Starlight and The Acolytes are victorious, they are free to continue to preach about equality. They'll still be able to run roughshod on Sublime. Attack whoever they'd like, and batter them until they've got no choice to submit to their will. But if they lose, then the gig is up. Starlight, Gloomlee and Blackheart must dispel their mission, because nobody is going to listen to a word you say when you can't conquer those that are trying to silence your beliefs.

Ahuizotl: Of course, that isn't an actual stipulation of the match, but what Garble said is true. If Starlight and The Acolytes can't come out victorious, then what does that say about Starlight's guidance? Nobody wants to fight for a leader that talks herself and her followers into a wall. No one will believe a word she says if she can't lead her disciples and herself to victory.

-Berry climbs onto each of the four top turnbuckles, bringing her middle fingers up into the sky as Scootaloo looks across the ring at Flitter and Cloudchaser, who are discussing some last minute strategy. It is soon down to just Cloudchaser and Scootaloo in the ring, as their partner exit to stand on the apron in their respective corners-

Ahuizotl: On the other hand, this could be a great launching pad for Flitter and Cloudchaser. A win tonight over two of Lunacy's top stars could potentially launch their OWN careers into the stratosphere!

Garble: Here in The EWF, it only takes one win; just ONE big win to establish yourself as a force to be reckoned with.

-Scootaloo and Cloudchaser shake hands as the bell rings to signal the start of the match, which earns the applause and cheers of the fans already-

Match 1: Berry Punch and Scootaloo vs Flitter and Cloudchaser

-3 minutes later-

-Flitter is behind Scootaloo, her arms clasped around Scootaloo's, trapping her in a Full Nelson position-

Garble: Flitter locks the arms, for what looks to be a Dragonfly Suplex!

-It seems that way, but it doesn't pan out, as Scootaloo wriggles her arms free before promptly dropping her back to the mat, while reaching her legs up and clasping them around Flitter's arms. Scootaloo then flips Flitter over onto her back, holding Flitter's legs up with her hands- (Wish I could explain this better)

Ahuizotl: Scootaloo escapes! ROLL-UP! ROLL-UP! And Flitter breaks out!

Garble: Scootaloo used her leg strength to bring Flitter down onto the mat, and she nearly put this match away for her team!

-Immediately after escaping the pin, Scootaloo jumps to her feet and runs off the ropes. Flitter has just gotten up onto one knee as Scootaloo approaches her, jumps up, wraps her legs around Flitter's head and drives her head down into the mat to loud OHHHs- (I don't know what the move is called; but this is what it looks like: gyazodotcom/9c271b22a5f1cef616ad753dc6e03700

Ahuizotl: Hurricanrana Driver! Flitter's head goes SPLAT against the canvas!

Crowd: SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO!

Garble: And that kind of dynamic offense, along with her never say die attitude are just a few of the reasons why this audience has fallen in love with Scootaloo!

-4 minutes later-

-This time, Cloudchaser has Scootaloo up on her shoulders in a Fireman's Carry position, but as she is carrying her away from her corner, Berry Punch reaches out and slaps Scootaloo's right foot-

Garble: The blind tag is made! Berry Punch was BARELY able to secure her legal involvement in this match!

Ahuizotl: And Cloudchaser doesn't suspect a thing!

-Cloudchaser is looking for her finisher, known as Head in The Clouds (gyazodotcom/aa3120134945db3be0a34e3cb6e9fb11 ) But before she is driven into the mat, and as Cloudchaser drops to a seated position (as she would if the move were executed perfectly), Scootaloo is able to break free of Cloudchaser's grip and land upright on her feet, much to the crowd's enjoyment-

Garble: Amazing agility by Scootaloo! I swear, she can escape any move and stick a perfect landing!

-Cloudchaser looks up at Scootaloo, as she is sitting with a shocked expression. She gets to her feet, looking to get back at Scootaloo, but she is whipped around by Berry Punch, and then kicked in the gut before being stunned with a Bar Tab-

Ahuizotl: BAR TAAAAAB! AND THE CROWD GOES BALLISTIC!

Garble: Cloudchaser's stumbling! She's trying to keep a vertical base as best she can!

-Scootaloo then takes the initiative to bounce off the ropes, jumping over Cloudchaser's body and spiking her head into the mat-

Ahuizotl: And now SCOOTABUSE! If The Bar Tab won't knock you off your feet, then Scootaloo will be the axe that cuts you out from the base, and causes you to tumble over!

-Berry Punch lowers into into the cover, hooking Cloudchaser's leg as Scootaloo stands guard, pointing at her armband as she smirks at the camera-

*1…...2…..3!*

Ahuizotl: Starlight… Acolytes… Pay VERY close attention to the image before you. Your movement could have a very short shelf life.

Madden: Here are YOOOUUUURRR WIIIINNEEEEERRRRS..BEEEERRRRY PUUUUNCH. AAAAAAAND SSSSCOOOOOOOOOOOOTAAAAAAAALOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Garble: If you ask Starlight Glimmer, she would tell you that her movement is thriving. But if you actually had your eyes open during the entirety of this match, I think you'll agree with me when I say that Starlight's mission has never been in greater jeopardy of being shut down than it is this Sunday at Boiling Point.

Ahuizotl: I had my eyes open, partner. And I must say that I'm with you one hundred percent. Everything is running smoothly for The Anti-Equality Association. They're all on the same page. They're very close friends. Their opponents aren't friends, and their opponents don't have the crowd behind them like these ladies do!

Garble: That doesn't always matter, but you're right. The last fan favorite Starlight went up against was Rainbow Dash, and she lost. That could warrant the same result this Sunday, when her and The Acolytes do battle with THREE fan favorites.

-Berry and Scootaloo stand on both sides of the referee as he raises both of their hands, the crowd cheering with such high volume-

Ahuizotl: Will sameness spite the sundry (different)? Or will the unequals unravel the unsound urges of the unvarying?!

Garble: FUCK, dude! That alliteration just made me HARD.

Ahuizotl: -he frowns- Not you too…-he whispers- I have a filthy talent…

-We're sent back to the interview area as Berry poses on the top turnbuckle, her middle fingers straight up in the air with Scootaloo posing on the middle rope next to her-

-Once again, Fleur De Lis is posing in front of Silver Shill, blocking the camera's view of him. But we are able to see Fancy Pants and Gustave Le Grand standing to Silver's left, both smirking as they take in the fact that the audience is being treated to the beauty of Fleur De Lis, rather than the unadulterated pimpliness of Silver Shill-

Silver: -can't take his eyes off of Fleur's...rear- Uhh… G-gentlemen, I…

Fancy Pants: HEY! Take your unworthy eyes off of the madam! She is NOT here for you to oogle like the pitiful little WEASEL that you are! She is here to mask the UNGODLY sight of your presence.

Gustave: -he looks at his partner with a horrified look on his face- Which you and I must still unfortunately be presented with…

Fancy: -he looks at his partner, making a grossed out face- Ew… I know… Such a bother, is it not? I suppose that is the price we must pay for being such courteous fellows.

Silver: Well, speaking of courteous, your opponents this Sunday, The Vaudevillians were going to allow Fleur De Lis to exit the ring a few weeks ago without any disorder breaking out on their end. But instead of taking them up on their offer, Fleur lent them both VICIOUS slaps to the jaw. -Gustave and Fancy chuckle in delight- And then again, last week, Fleur stopped by to interrupt their interview, and wound up leaving ANOTHER hand-print on their cheeks.

Gustave: Ah, yes… What a joyous incident! And do you know WHY Lady Fleur did zhat to zhose buffoons? It was because she was INSULTED by zhe fact zhat zhey were trying to be honorable to her! You see, Lady Fleur is a woman held in such high regard; an elegant flower, each petal radiating its own unique form of beauty and magnificence. And when you are dealing with women as dignified such as she, you must not overstep your boundaries.

Fancy: Quite true. And though The Vaudevillians may claim to be chivalrous and refined, they are not deserving of showing politeness to Lady Fleur! For women like her, only the most polished and estimable men can be given the HONOR of holding the ropes open for her, or opening a door for her, pulling her chair out and what have you. There are very few men in this world that have earned that right, and absolutely ZERO in this company! That's right. Not even Gustave, nor I are privileged enough to pamper Lady Fleur. But that is what we are working for. Scoundrels like The Vaudevillians, however? -he scowls- They could NEVER hope to amount to something that useful, and that is precisely why Lady Fleur gave their faces a good smacking. Their decorum REVOLTED her, and it SICKENED us, because lowly mongrels such as them have NO place trying to suck up to an extravagant peacock!

Gustave: Even if zhose two WERE capable of accommodating Lady Fleur, she would've refused anyway, because Lady Fleur needs no man's aid! She is a strong, brilliant baroness. She can get the job done better than ANY man could! There is no wonder why The Vaudevillians dismissed zhe idea of putting zheir hands on her; because zhey know zhat if zhey did, Lady Fleur would've done MORE zhan slap zhem. She would've PULERVIZED zhem, and BROKEN zheir "manly" spirit. Lady Fleur is much stronger zhan zhose sideshow freaks, so what chance do zhey have against US?

Fancy: The Vaudevillians are all about the past. Well EGO is about the here, and the now, and we ARE the now. No matter what era we are in, we are the best tag team in the world, bar none. And we will continue to be for any future eras to come. Those knaves say they represent a "bygone era." Well the reason that era died, is because you so-called "men" back then weren't able to evolve with the times. You all pale in comparison to the likes of EGO. You aren't good enough to hang with the men that inhabit today's times, and that will become VERY apparent to you this Sunday. Back then, you MAY have been men, but in THIS day in age? You're just BOYS. At Boiling Point, you're going to be given a crash course on how REAL men operate. And the whole world will see you two for who you REALLY are… Frightened little boys, trying to play grownup. This game ends Sunday, boys. -Gustave and Fancy walk away from the area with determined smirks on their faces. Fleur De Lis then saunters off arrogantly, one hand on her hip as we go to commercial-

-We return to the show with "Rich Girls" by The Virgins, which ignites the crowd with cheers-

Garble: Welcome back to Monday Night Lunacy, where we are all set to witness another Crater Chick Championship Match!

Madden: The followiiing conteeest, scheduuuled foooor ONE FAAAAAAALL, iiiis, for THHHEEEE CRRRRAAAATEEEERRRRR CHIIIIIIIIICK..CHAAAAAAAMPIIIIIOOOONSHIIIIIIP! Introduciiing first, froooom LOOOOONEYYYYVIIIIILLE! Weighing in at 125 POOOOOUNDS! She iiiis, THHHEEE CRAAAAAATERRRR CHIIIIIICK CHAAAAMPIIIIOOOON...DIIIIIIAAAAMOOOOOOND..TIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAARAAAAAAA!

-Diamond begins walking down the stage, her beloved Championship wrapped around her petite waist. She is smiling at the fans as they show that, no matter who her opponent is, they're rooting for her either way-

Garble: With Boiling Point looming, this is a MUST-WIN situation for The Champion, Diamond Tiara. If her opponent, whoever it is, captures The Crater Chick Championship, then the complexion of the Pay Per View will have changed DRASTICALLY.

Ahuizotl: Correct. Diamond will still have her rematch clause, but General Manager Luna has stated that, if she doesn't walk away with her title, then that rematch will NOT be held at Boiling Point. Turf won the right to challenge for The Crater Chick Championship AT Boiling Point; and she was promised a one-on-one title match, at that, and Luna isn't about to go back on the implications of the number one contender's match.

Garble: And that is why the winner of this title match will meet with Turf later on tonight, where both women will make it official. They'll sign the contract for their Championship bout, which will take place this Sunday at Boiling Point, no matter WHO The Crater Chick Champion is. But of course, if you're Diamond Tiara, you want to be the one to battle Turf. Not only to prove that you deserve to keep that title for an extra day, but because a match between those two has been building up for the better part of four months. It HAS to happen. If Diamond doesn't get that match, she may well LOSE it. She could attack Turf in the parking lot, in her hotel room, IN THE BATHROOM, all to make up for the fact that she can't defend her title against her former bestie at Boiling Point.

Ahuizotl: You just said it best. This match was MEANT to happen. Diamond's title match with Silver Spoon was delayed last month due to an injury. Diamond can't afford to have the same thing happen with Turf. Not only will it be delayed if she loses tonight, it may NEVER happen, and that's just not something Diamond Tiara is going to let slip by.

-Diamond stands on the top rope, removing her title from her waist and holding it up proudly in the air, the crowd showering her with positive receptions-

Garble: We're all left in the dark about who's going to walk through that curtain next, so let's shine a little light on this situation.

-Diamond stares at the stage as a song called "Chemical Mind" (which is a WWE Production theme) begins to blast through the arena- (here it is: youtubedotcom/watch?v=aE7koJdpLvw ) Generic as can be)

-Some light cheers emerge from the crowd, while the rest don't seem to care too much, as they haven't gotten acquainted with the woman that walks onto the stage yet-

Ahuizotl: Hey now! That's…

Madden: Aaaaand HER OPPONENT! Frooom CRRRRYYYYSTALVIIIILE! Weighing in at 132 POOOOUNDS...SOOOOONIIIIIAAAAA..FLAAAAAAAREEEE!

-Sonia Flare (better known as Sunny Flare, one of The Shadowbolts from Friendship Games; the one who had the least amount of character development) walks down the stage with a wide grin on her face. She obviously looks very happy to be here as she slaps the hands of any fans who are willing to put them out-

Garble: Leave it to the professionals, 'Zotl.

Ahuizotl: I was just going to say that this is Sonia Flare, a new recruit of Canterlot Championship Wrestling who JUST debuted a few weeks ago! A lot of people in the crowd know who she is, but they haven't had a lot of time to get to know her, so they're mostly sitting on their hands.

Garble: Hey, regardless of the tiny reaction, she looks ECSTATIC to be here, and why WOULDN'T she be?! In less than ONE MONTH, she's made it to Monday Night Lunacy! The main roster! The BIG TIME! Sonia Flare is taking Diamond Tiara up on her Open Challenge!

Ahuizotl: If Sonia Flare is able to win this match, not only would it be a MASSIVE upset, but she would have basically AVOIDED developmental! If she is The Crater Chick Champion, she gets an automatic, GUARANTEED spot on the Lunacy roster! This is huge! This is MONUMENTAL for a professional wrestler like her in the early stages of their career. She's only got a few months of training under her belt, but BY GOD, if she thinks she's ready for a match of this magnitude, then let her go for it! THIS is what dreams are made of right here!

Garble: This is why Diamond Tiara does this. This is why she trots out here every week, and puts her title up for grabs. To give people that, otherwise, normally wouldn't get a shot like this. Sonia Flare probably wasn't expected to be up here for a few years or MORE, but she'll be on the fast track to being one of the biggest and brightest new stars if she can just eek out a win!

Ahuizotl: But let's not speak like it's going to be a walk in the park. That's DIAMOND TIARA that'll be standing across the ring from Sonia. She's given her the greatest opportunity of her career tonight, but there is NO WAY she's going to let this new face walk into her domain, and take HER spot.

Garble: Of course. We all know that. Even Sonia knows that. But if she CAN pull this off. Ohohohohoooo! Just imagine what that'll do for her career! She'll be SET.

-Sonia walks across the side of the ring and performs a Front Walkover (which is a Gymnastics move where the performer starts by standing up straight with their arms raised and positioned near to the ears. The performer then lunges forward and quickly raises one leg, with the other leg following as if transitioning to a handstand. The legs are held straight in a split at they travel overhead. The back is then arched until the leading foot touches the floor, such that the performer is briefly in a back bridge position. After the trailing foot reaches the floor, the performer returns to a standing position.) This gets the crowd a little more vocal as they seem to be impressed. Once Sonia gets to her feet, she slides under the bottom rope, keeping herself in a split position. She smiles at the crowd as she then rolls backward, removing herself from the split position. Her right foot touches the mat first, followed by her left as Sonia is now back up on her feet. She then her back towards the camera, looking over her right shoulder and giving the audience a wink, followed by another wide grin as she turns towards Diamond, giving her a friendly nod- (that entire sequence, from Sonia doing the Front Walkover outside the ring to getting up on her feet in the ring, looks like this: gyazodotcom/2672a6ae97a1c0531d31f1fa827d51a7 )

Ahuizotl: And Sonia, showing off her gymnastic prowess. She was a gymnast for 10 years before coming to The EWF, and you wouldn't think that would help you in the ring, but it definitely does. It gives you tremendous balance, and the ability to bend your body any which way you'd like is sure to help get you out of many a predicament.

Garble: That flexibility could prove to be Sonia's greatest asset. She's going to need EVERY advantage possible if she wants to survive against Diamond Tiara.

-The referee raises The Crater Chick Championship high in the air, both Sonia and Diamond looking intently at it. He hands it off to Madden, as both Diamond and Sonia walk to the middle of the ring-

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

-Sonia and Diamond give each other a smile as they shake hands, before separating. The crowd appreciates their sportsmanship-

Garble: Before the match even starts, these two are already showing their respect to one another. One thing you can always count on from Diamond Tiara, is that she'll show you the proper respect if you do the same to her.

Ahuizotl: There's another thing, too. You can always expect a great match from Diamond. She always gives you EVERYTHING she's got. And now, it's time to see what Sonia Flare has got.

-The bell rings, signaling the start of this Championship match-

Match 2: Crater Chick Championship - Diamond Tiara vs Sonia Flare

-4 minutes later-

-Diamond heads up to the top rope from inside the ring, her back to Sonia, who is lying on the mat-

Ahuizotl: The Champion, who is excessively athletic in her own right, is perched upon the top rope!

-Diamond jumps off the top rope, back-flipping in mid-air. She winds up landing on Sonia's knees, rather than her stomach, as she plummets down from the air-

Garble: OH! SONIA GOT HER KNEES UP! SONIA AVOIDED THAT PICTURE-PERFECT MOONSAULT!

-Diamond is writhing in pain as she rolls away from Sonia, holding her stomach as she is on both knees. Sonia gets to her feet, looking at the back of Diamond's head with the intent to finish her off-

Ahuizotl: Can Sonia have this in the bag ALREADY?!

-Sonia runs up from behind Diamond and somersaults over Diamond's head, wrapping her right arm around Diamond's head and bringing it down into the mat as she herself lands on her rear-

Garble: DAMN! And just like we discussed before the match, her gymnastics background really came into play there!

Ahuizotl: That was a Somersault Cutter! Diamond Tiara isn't the only woman that can perform a Cutter!

(Here's an example of the Somersault Cutter: gyazodotcom/2b136461ce75b24835ec2b54aafa591c )

-Sonia quickly hooks Diamond's leg, the crowd getting ready to lose their minds-

Garble: From a Cutter, TO A COVER! 2! OH MAN! OH MAN DIAMOND BARELY GOT A SHOULDER UP! This… This NEWCOMER nearly won The Crater Chick Championship!

-Sonia sits on the mat, rubbing her face with a shocked expression on it-

Ahuizotl: WHAT a story THAT would've been! But Sonia must've forgotten who she's in the ring with! But Diamond won't go up to the top rope again in this match, I can tell you that much! She's apparently got a hell of an opponent here, and she won't make that same mistake again.

-6 minutes later-

-Diamond Irish Whips Sonia in the direction of a corner, but as she approaches it, Sonia is able to grab onto the middle rope with both hands and vault herself OVER the ropes, landing safely on the apron to a bunch of applause- (it looks like this: gyazodotcom/6de156796f442b7eb17f4ec7dc82a0e2 )

Garble: Hey! Oh wow! More incredibly athleticism on display by Sonia!

-Diamond runs at Sonia, who thrusts her foot through the middle rope and smashes it into Diamond's face, sending her turning around from her and dropping her to one knee-

Ahuizotl: And a brutal Big Boot to cap it off!

-Sonia then quickly re-enters the ring and approaches Diamond. She places her right leg on the back of Diamond's neck, while also applying a wrist-lock on Diamond's right hand. Sonia then falls to the mat, letting her leg drive Diamond's face into the mat!- (looks like this: gyazodotcom/e377d44a1e13db50c87267ecbc9c42ee )

Ahuizotl: WHAT FEROCIOUS IMPACT! A MODIFIED LEG DROP BULLDOG BY SONIA FLARE!

-Sonia then makes another frantic cover. She smashes her feet into the mat again and again as the referee drops himself to the mat, which shows her desperation-

*1…...2….-Diamond, once again is just BARELY able to kick out-

Garble: AGAIN! She just about had her AGAIN! This Sonia Flare is showing, well, a ton of FLAIR in this match! And I meant the OTHER kind of flair! Ability. Mastery. This girl may have only started wrestling a few months ago, but it's quite clear that she knows FULL-WELL what she's doing!

Ahuizotl: She's a quick learner, that's for damn sure! And that aptitude of hers could wind up crowning her the new Crater Chick Champion! One more big move like that, and Diamond Tiara's reign may be SILENCED!

-2 minutes later-

-Diamond is sitting on the top rope, an inverted facelock applied to Sonia. She then removes herself from the top rope, somersaulting over Sonia's body. Sonia is able to break free of the facelock in the nick of time and allow Diamond to land on her feet-

Garble: Sonia Flare is incredible! She just escaped The Diamond Dust!

-Sonia, who is behind Diamond, shoves her opponent forward. Diamond has a trick up her sleeve as well, though. As she approaches the ropes, Diamond performs a last minute Handspring. Her legs are bounced off the top rope, and her rear against the middle rope, and the uses this momentum to spring back onto her feet before she dives backwards, catching Sonia into an unbelievable DIAMOND CUTTER that drives the crowd wild!- (Handspring Diamond Cutter looks like this: gyazodotcom/7ad5a0763ef07745ec879403f7633c67 )

Garble: DIAMOND CUTTEEEEEERRRRRR! DIAMOND TIARA, WITH A LITTLE ACROBATICS OF HER OWN!

-Diamond Tiara grins, as she is well aware how sensational that counter was. She flips Sonia onto her back, pressing her right side against Sonia's stomach and hooking one leg while she wraps her own legs around the around-

Ahuizotl: ALL FOUR LEGS ARE HOOKED!

*1…...2…..3!* -The crowd was already cheering before the bell rang as Diamond lets Sonia's legs fall to the floor. She rolls away from Sonia, breathing heavily, but with a relieved grin on her face-

Ahuizotl: ASHES TO ASHES… DUST TO DUST… DIAMOND TIARA HAS TURNED SONIA'S DEBUT INTO A BUST!

Madden: Here is YOOOUUURRRR WIIIINNEEEERRRR… AAAAAND STIIIIIIIIIILL… THEEE CRRRRAAAAATEEEERRR.. CHIIIIIIICK CHAAAAAMPIIIIOOOON… DIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAMOOOOOOOOOOOND.. TIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAARAAAAAAAAA!

Garble: If ever there were a more clutch performance, we just witnessed it! WOW. Can you believe what just happened, 'Zotl?!

Ahuizotl: I can't! I really can't, and neither can our fans! Sonia thought she had avoided disaster by removing herself from the harm of Diamond Dust, and, well, she was right about that, but she never expect Diamond to retaliate with a Handspring- Yes, you heard it right, folks! A HAND. SPRING. DIAMOND. CUTTER! It's unfathomable, but it damn sure happened! Let's take a look at it again!

-They show the Handspring Diamond Cutter from four angles-

Garble: I don't think I'll ever get tired of that… Quick, the people that run The EWF's Twitter page! Tweet out a gif of that right there, and we'll get more likes and retweets than any other tweet before! I'm telling you!

-Diamond gets to her feet as the crowd unanimously shouts "THAT WAS AWE-SOME." Their traditional five claps follow that up as Diamond is handed her title back by the referee. Diamond graciously accepts it, and holds it up with one hand while the referee raises her other hand. The fans cease their chanting momentarily to reward Diamond even more by drowning her with endless cheers-

Ahuizotl: And we'd be remiss if we didn't give our hats off to Sonia Flare. In her EWF debut, which is just ONE thing we didn't expect tonight, she impressed a TON of people. And when I say a ton, I am NOT exaggerating. That girl came to freaking PLAY tonight! The only problem one, she was playing with The Crater Chick Champion.

Garble: Sonia got as much offense in on a top star as a newcomer could ever hope to get. She was an eyelash away from becoming Champion on MULTIPLE occasions. I mean… Wow… There's nothing more you can ask for. It was a near PERFECT debut, except for the fact that she WON'T be walking out of Monday Night Lunacy as The Crater Chick Champion.

-Sonia's has finally gotten to her feet, as she looks at the mat with sheer disappointment, her back turned to Diamond. Diamond walks up to her and pats her on the shoulder, which gives Sonia a slight smile in return as she turns to meet the victor. Diamond holds out her hand, which Sonia soon gladly accepts, and she takes it upon herself to raise Diamond's hand, as if to say "this is your Champion, folks. And what a hell of a Champion she is." The crowd is eating this up, as they are constantly cheering and applauding. Sonia then exits the ring, and begins walking to the back, her head hung low in shame, the smile she had in the ring being only temporary as the stinging pain of defeat finds its way back into her mind-

Ahuizotl: A heartbreaking defeat for that young lady, Sonia Flare, but she's got absolutely NOTHING to be ashamed of. I'd say she just put herself on the MAP. She went toe-to-toe with The Crater Chick Champion, and she nearly came out of it WITH the title as her own.

Garble: I wouldn't be surprised at all if we see that girl back here on Lunacy or Sublime VERY soon. She HAD to have impressed EWF management. Luna! Celestia! I say you give that girl a contract A.S.A.P., because I think you'll have a star in the making on your hands!

Crowd: DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND!

Ahuizotl: This crowd's enthusiasm will NOT wane! They're showing their appreciation as loud as they can, for an incredible triumph by Diamond Tiara! A woman, who, for my money, is not only the greatest Champion on Lunacy as of this moment, but the greatest Champion in The EWF today! And I can only hope she retains that title AGAIN at Boiling Point, so we may continue to follow her amazing journey, and her stellar reign for an even longer duration.

-Diamond is all smiles. She is completely enthralled by the response of the Lunacy fans. She continues to hold up her Championship, hoping that she'll be able to defend it for these people night-in, and night-in, for as long as she can-

Crowd: DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND!

-Once again, we are brought to the interview area as the scene of thousands of screaming fans serenade Diamond with their gratitude and approval-

-The first thing we see, upon moving backstage, is Trixie looking off into the distance, a very displeased look on her face-

Silver Shill: Trixie, it looks as if Cadance's tactics as of late have gotten into your head. She placed you in a 3-on-1 Handicap Match last week against The Wythyst Family, and tonight, she has promised to place you into yet another unpleasant position. How do you think you will fare against her next dilemma?

Trixie: Well, first off, Trixie must ask that you hold your tongue when it comes to these accusations that my former colleague has gotten to her in recent times. If anything, Trixie has got her flustered. Trixie cost her the right to challenge for The Eternal Women's Championship at High Stakes, and ever since then, Cadance has been on a warpath to make Trixie pay for having the gall to stand up to The System's inexcusable treatment of her. You say TRIXIE is the one that's been left out of sorts? Oh contraire. Trixie's actions have completely tinkered with Cadance's psyche. She's OBSESSED with bringing Trixie to her knees, but Trixie kneels to NOBODY! All Cadance does nowadays is bumble around, claiming that she's going to defend The System's honor, but she makes everyone do her dirty work instead. She has that portly buffoon, Snips drop Trixie on her head, and then she sicks those Bayou Bumpkins, The Wythyst Family on her! Do you actually think that messes with Trixie's head? Of course it doesn't! It frustrates her, sure, but Trixie actually finds it quite laughable that someone would go to such great lengths in an attempt to rid her from The EWF. Trixie is very flattered by Cadance's passionate hatred of herself. Trixie says LET HER hide behind the other members of The System, and whoever else she thinks of sending after Trixie! As always, NO MATTER the instance, Trixie remains confident. Trixie wasn't able to drop egg on Cadance's face last week, but she'd like to see how long SHE could last against those kind of odds. Trixie guesses not very long. -she smirks- Whatever hardship she wants to saddle Trixie with tonight is her call. It's only delaying the inevitable. This Sunday, Cadance won't be able to run, or hide behind other factors. And if she tries that, it's only going to make her look like even MORE of a sap when Trixie eventually takes hold of her, and makes that vengeful slag TAP. OUT. -Trixie turns around, her cape flapping in the wind as she makes her exit, whilst another commercial break ensues-

-We come back from commercial break to Hughbert Jelbush squeezed into a cupboard (which is next to his locker) in the fetal position, trying his best to sleep. His efforts are thwarted, however, as Vultarian and Overdrive find their way into his locker room-

Vultarian: -groaning loudly- Not again! -he rushes over and begins shaking Hughbert by the shoulder, which proves to be a bad idea as the back of Hughbert's head smashes into the cupboard. Hughbert instinctively jolts up, and the top of his head now hits the top of the cupboard, which causes him to fall out of it in pain-

Overdrive: Whoa! We were supposed to wake him up, Vult', not render him unconscious!

Vultarian: He had himself crammed in that crawl space! Any amount of movement would've resulted in pain for him.

-Hughbert soon gets up, rubbing his head-

Hughbert: Ouch…

Overdrive: Welcome back to the land of the living.

Hughbert: The LAST thing I want to deal with when I wake up is your snarkiness…

Vultarian: At least you're wide awake now.

Hughbert: No thanks to you making me bump my head... TWICE.

Overdrive: Hey, you'd better suck it up, because you're going to be dealt WAY worse than that in the ring if you don't catch your bearings.

Hughbert: Huh…-he shakes his head, worrying that his hearing may be off after the trauma to his head- Did you say… In the…. RING?

Vultarian: That's right, Hugh. Shake those cobwebs off, because Overdrive and I went to Luna and asked her to put you in ANOTHER Match. And THIS time? It's a SINGLES Match.

Hughbert: -his eyes bulge three extra sizes, as his lips begin to quiver- You… You guys are CRAZY! Why didn't you at least ask for my PERMISSION first?!

Overdrive: Because we knew you'd say no.

Hughbert: ...Fair point… Are you two going to be out there with me?

Overdrive: Absolutely! We can't ever let you out of our sight without you dropping off to sleep, so we're going to be just outside the ring at all times, keeping an eye on you.

Vultarian: -nods- Because your opponent sure won't.

Hughbert: ….I guess there's no way I'm getting out of this, is there?

Overdrive: Not a chance. We know last week didn't turn out so well, and that's because we didn't make sure you started off the match for our team. We let you stay on the apron, which was pretty much us saying "sure, Hugh! Take a nap! We got this!"

Vultarian: That's not an option tonight, Hugh. You're going to be all alone in that ring. Just you and your opponent. We know you haven't wrestled an actual match in quite a while, but you don't have to focus on wrestling. You just need to FIGHT the guy across the ring from you!

Overdrive: -nods- He's not going to go easy on you, Hugh. He doesn't care if your life is in a rut. He's here to advance his own career, and he's going to try to use YOU as a way of furthering it to the next level. That's why you HAVE to stay alert. If you fall asleep, he's going to wail on you. You need to be awake, and be light on you feet, so you can kick the crap out of him. Beating that dude in a fight SURELY will help you get your mojo back!

Hughbert: -he shrugs- I still don't really care enough to go through with this, but that's some pretty sound strategy if you ask me. I may not have wrestled in many months, but I know these babies can still do some damage. -he looks at his fists- Knocking another competitor out, the thrill of having my hand raised, the crowd roaring as they witness the beginning of Hughbert Jelbush's comeback. ALL of these elements should be enough to get me BACK on the right track for good!

Vultarian: -he and Overdrive are grinning from ear to ear- YES! Yes, Hugh! You've got the right idea! You're finally showing the confidence you used to carry yourself with!

Hughbert: -he's actually smiling- I…. I think I can do this, guys…

Overdrive: This is YOUR night, Hugh!

Hughbert: -he's looking at his fists, as his smile stays in tact. He whispers- My night… MY night... Uhhh, when's the match?

Vultarian: Hmm… Not for a while. Maybe in an hour or so from now.

Hughbert: Alright -he yawns- I really do feel good about myself right now, but I'm still awfully tired. I might as well sleep for the next hour, because if I don't now, I'm going to wind up doing it in the ring.

Overdrive: -he groans, rubbing his hand down his metallic face- Fine! Fine…

Hughbert: Thing is… Sleeping in a tiny cupboard like that isn't very comfortable, and it's almost a guarantee I'm going to bash my head when I wake up. Come to think of it, everywhere else I've ever slept in this arena isn't very kind to those trying to sleep. If I wasn't always so deathly tired, I wouldn't even be ABLE to fall asleep in these places. Can you guys think of any… I don't know… Actually RELAXING places I could rest at?

Overdrive: You certainly don't want to be asking me. The only way I can sleep is if you shut down my central processor and then plug me into an outlet, so my battery life can regenerate as I'm powered off. I can't rest simply by lying down like you do.

Hughbert: Oh, yeah… I never thought about that…-he looks at Vultarian-

Vultarian: Well, um…-a lightbulb suddenly goes off in his head- There is ONE place I believe you'll be able to unwind and relax yourself at. It would certainly be a MUCH more suitable bed than a cupboard…

Hughbert: -he yawns for a long time- Splendid… Sounds awesome… Care to lead the way?

-Vultarian looks unsure of himself about this-

Vultarian: Y-yeah… No problem. There's a rumor going around that this is the most delightful place to slumber in the ENTIRE arena.

Hughbert: -he looks and sounds very excited- Take… Take me there! Please!

Vultarian: -he is gritting his teeth, wondering if this is a good idea. Ultimately, he turns to the door and nods- ...Right. Come with me, then. -he leads Hughbert through the door, as Overdrive stands behind for a moment, scratching his metallic head with a metallic finger-

Overdrive: ...Straaange… Vultarian looked… Skeptical when it came to his idea. -he turns towards the door, shrugging- I'm sure everything will work out fine. He knows what he's doing. -he walks out the door-

-We return to the ring, where C.A. Gomez is jogging in place at the back of the ring-

Madden: The followiiing conteeest, is scheduuuled foooor OOOONE FAAAAAALL! Introducing fiiirst..froooom PHOEEEEEENIIIIIIX, ARIZOOOOOONAAAAA..weighing in at 219 POOOOOUNDS...he iiiis ONE HALF, of THHHEEE CCW..MEEEEN'S. TAG TEEEEEAAAAAAM CHAAAAAAMPIIIIOOOOONS..CCCCCCCCCCCCC..AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA..GOOOOOOOOOOOOMEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZ!

-Gomez gets a pretty strong reaction from the crowd, which causes him to grin widely and shake his head as he looks out at the crowd. He pounds his right fist into a chest a few times, symbolizing his loyalty to the crowd-

Crowd: C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO! C-A-GO!

Garble: And here we have C.A. Gomez, a prospect from Canterlot Championship Wrestling. We've seen his partner, Featherweight on this show a handful of times, but this will be Gomez' first showing under the bright lights of the Lunacy banner.

Ahuizotl: And as you can tell, given the crowd's reaction, he's one of the more popular members of The CCW roster, which you can watch every Wednesday night, right here on The USA Network!

(For those wondering just who the hell C.A. Gomez is supposed to be, he's one of my great friends; an online friend, but a great friend, nonetheless. A couple of years ago, when I first uploaded The EWF to Fanfictiondotnet, he was my very first reviewer. If you go to the last page under the review tab, you'll see the username "SK Alex." That's him. I don't even think he still reads this, but in the early days, he expressed wanting me to put his character on the roster. So I did, because why not? I didn't know who to put in this upcoming match, so I just slotted him in there. Let's see how he does.)

*Since they wanna know…* -while C.A. Gomez' got a great reaction, his opponent receives a MONSTROUS reaction!-

Garble: Oh fuck… Good luck, C.A. Gomez, and welcome to Monday Night Lunacy… Here's your freakin' welcoming party!

Madden: Aaaaand HIS OPPONENT! Froooom LOOOONEYVIIIIIILLE! Weighing in at 233 POOOOOUNDS… He iiiis, THHHEEE CAAAAARRRRRNAAAAAAAGE CHAAAAAAAMPIIIIIOOOON… GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIZ… HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

-Giz walks down the ramp, his title belt fit snug around his waist as C.A. Gomez can hardly contain himself. He is very much looking forward to matching up with his opponent-

Ahuizotl: Look at C.A. Gomez, though! He doesn't look the LEAST bit concerned!

Garble: Hey, neither did Sonia Flare earlier. This is surely an opportunity C.A. Gomez has been waiting his entire career for! Sonia put up one hell of a performance against Diamond Tiara, and now this young man has a very similar opportunity.

Ahuizotl: Eerily similar. He ALSO gets to go up against a major player here in The EWF. One of the most talented and dominant Champions we've ever seen in Giz Hero. And just like Sonia Flare, all C.A. Gomez has to do is put on just ONE good performance here tonight, and his entire life may change!

-Giz gets onto the apron before placing on foot on the top rope, his other foot placed on the middle rope on the outside. Giz does his machine gun arm thingy (this gyazodotcom/d95a6bbceb9c63690da29e980cd73960 ) before he steps off the top rope and enters the ring-

Garble: Many would say this is a simple tune-up match, but if we take The Crater Chick Championship bout earlier into consideration, Giz may have a tough time here, as did Diamond Tiara with Sonia Flare.

Ahuizotl: This is going to be a Champion vs Champion Match. One Champion representing Lunacy, and the other representing Canterlot Championship Wrestling. Let's see which one is superior.

Crowd: -a large majority- LET'S GO HER-O! -a much smaller percentage- C-A-GO! LET'S GO HER-O! C-A-GO! LET'S GO HER-O! C-A-GO! LET'S GO HER-O! C-A-GO! LET'S GO HER-O! C-A-GO! LET'S GO HER-O! C-A-GO! LET'S GO HER-O! C-A-GO! LET'S GO HER-O! C-A-GO! LET'S GO HER-O! C-A-GO! LET'S GO HER-O! C-A-GO!

Match 3: C.A. Gomez vs Giz Hero

-4 minutes later-

-Gomez runs across the ring towards Giz, who is set up perfectly in the corner diagonal. Once he reaches Giz, Gomez jumps up and catches Giz right a powerful knee in the side of his face-

Ahuizotl: A well-placed high knee by C.A. Gomez! Followed byyy…-Gomez then wraps both arms around Giz's head and runs with him until he plants his face into the mat with a Bulldog in the middle of the ring- An explosive Bulldog!

-Gomez gets to his feet, and looks at the camera with an open-mouth grin as he places both of the palms of his hands together before placing the back of his right hand against his left cheek, the crowd coming alive-

Garble: But he's not going for a cover, oh no! That combination is usually followed up by his finishing move…

-As Giz gets to his feet, Gomez lifts him up onto his shoulders, the crowd about to lose their minds. Gomez then drops Giz off of his shoulder, bringing a knee up close to his face. It doesn't connect, though. Instead, Giz grabs hold of the leg that the knee belongs to while landing safely on his feet, the crowd OHHHHH'ing in awe-

Ahuizotl: The Go To Bed! BUT NO! Giz Hero caught the leg!

-Gomez doesn't have much time to respond. He stares at Giz with a shocked expression, while Giz promptly grabs his other leg and lets him fall to the mat-

Garble: -as the crowd cheers like crazy- HE'S GOT BOTH LEGS NOW! WE KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!

-Giz then proceeds to swing Gomez, pivoting on his feet, the crowd counting along with each rotation-

Ahuizotl: How long is he going to go tonight?! I'm sure he can go to 100 or more if he really felt like it!

Crowd: 8! 9! 10! 11! 12! 13!

Garble: C.A. Gomez attempted The Go To Bed, but HE may be the one taking a nap by the time Giz lays him back down!

Crowd: 19! 20! 21! 22! 23! 24! 25! -The crowd gives Giz a standing ovation as he lowers Gomez back down to the mat-

Ahuizotl: 25 rotations by Giz Hero! That's five more than his previous best!

Garble: Giz Hero is that rare type of performer than can only be described as "a Super Athlete." He can simply do ANYTHING, and make it look FLAWLESS!

-3 minutes later-

-Gomez is lying on the mat on his belly. Giz walks over and locks his arms around Gomez' waist. He then lifts him up in the air, attempting a Gutwrench Suplex. As Giz flings Gomez into the air, he escapes Giz's grasp, performs a front flip in the air and winds up landing on his feet at Giz's side-

Ahuizotl: Gomez escapes! Gomez breaks out before he was flipped over into the canvas!

-Immediately, Gomez wraps his left arm around Giz's neck and places his right arm against Giz's neck. He then lifts him up into the air, and slams him down into the mat with a Uranage-

Garble: Gomez takes The Champ down to the mat, and LOOK AT THIS!

-Gomez immediately encircles Giz in a headlock position with his near arm and grabs Giz's near wrist, bending the arm upwards. Then, Gomez maneuvers their other arm through the "hole" created by the opponent's bent wrist, locking his hands upon his own wrist, and then pulls Giz forward, causing pressure on the opponent's arm and neck-

Ahuizotl: And C.A. Gomez transitions into an arm-trap Triangle choke! (Otherwise known as CM Punk's Anaconda Vise) He calls this move High Pressure Situation! (A play on words of High Blood Pressure, which 80% of people with Type 2 Diabetes have. C.A. Gomez has Diabetes, so he's basically making a joke out of a terrible disease, because he's a chill dude.)

Garble: Gomez has an extensive background in Muay Thai training, and this submission hold proves it! It puts a hell of a lot of pressure on the arm and neck of whoever is trapped in it. If Giz doesn't tap out here, he could very well PASS OUT!

-Giz does neither, however, as he is soon able to rise to his feet, despite Gomez continuing to keep the hold locked in. Giz only has one free arm, but it's enough to press against Gomez' waist and fling him up into the air, which causes Gomez to break the hold. On his way down, Gomez is caught in the jaw by a wicked Uppercut! The crowd pops huge as Gomez crashes into the mat in a heap-

Ahuizotl: BLUNT FORCE TRAUMA! Talk about pressure! C.A. Gomez was just introduced to a WORLD of pressure to his jaw!

-Giz drops down to the mat, hooking Gomez' leg-

*1…..2…...3!* -the bell rings as the crowd cheers passionately in response, but some members of the audience can't help but be disappointed in C.A. Gomez' defeat-

Madden: Here is YOOOOOUUUUURRRRR WIIIINNEEEEERRRR.. GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIZ.. HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Garble: I hope Giz enjoyed dishing out that match-ending Uppercut, because he won't be able to unleash ANY kind of Uppercut in his title match with Thunderlane at Boiling Point.

Ahuizotl: That will certainly restrict his moveset, but I think Giz will be well off despite that. It shouldn't matter how sizable your offense is. If a Champion wants it bad enough, they'll always find some way to retain their gold, and that is no different for Giz Hero in this situation.

Garble: How about C.A. Gomez, though? Just as Sonia Flare did earlier, he made a BIG splash tonight in his EWF debut! And this was just a regular one-on-one match, but that didn't matter to C.A. Gomez. He didn't phone it in, and he didn't perform any less than he would've if this WERE a title match. If we don't see him back on one of the main shows soon, I will be absolutely ASTONISHED.

Ahuizotl: But despite putting forth his best effort, Giz had BOTH of the biggest moves in his arsenal scouted. Giz was able to bring himself off the mat and HURL C.A. Gomez into the air! From that high in the air, you can't hope to scout or avoid ANYTHING. The only hope he had was for Giz to miss his target, and we all know THAT wasn't happening with how precise Giz is.

-Giz now stands in the middle of the ring, holding his title belt over his shoulder, clutching a microphone in his hand-

Garble: And our Champion has a mic in his possession. Let's hear what's on his mind.

Giz: -looking at the stage with intense anger- THUNDERLANE! Get. Your ASS out here… NOW! -the crowd cheers wildly as Giz lowers the microphone to his side, continuing to look at the stage furiously-

Ahuizotl: Well, that's about as forward as it gets.

Garble: Yeah, you can't be much more direct than that! Giz has made his intentions VERY clear…

-After a while, "Hundred Million" by Treble Charger opens to a massive array of boos-

Ahuizotl: And it looks as if Thunderlane is going to answer Giz's invitation. Not sure how wise this is of him just six days before his title match…

Garble: I'm not sure how smart this is of GIZ, given what happened at the end of last week's episode. Thunderlane may have come up with half a dozen MORE moves that he can use to punish Giz!

-Thunderlane smugly walks down to the ring, relishing in the fact that he's got Giz all out of sorts and upset. He soon enters the ring, seizing his own microphone as he stands in front of Giz-

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: -looking out into the crowd with that same smug smirk as he puts the mic up by his mouth- Hey. The grownups are talking, so pipe down, would ya? -the crowd doesn't take kindly to that, as they pelt Thunderlane with a hailstorm of hatred-

Garble: Ah, he cut their song off... Perhaps it is FINALLY getting to him?

Thunderlane: Why'd you drag me out here for, huh Hero? Did you finally realize that I'm a whole lot more deserving of The Carnage Championship than you, so you've decided to surrender it to me? -the crowd laughs at that completely hilarious joke-

Giz: -even he can't help but chuckle- Don't be ridiculous. The only way you're getting this title from me is if you pry it away from my COLD, DEAD hands! -the crowd cheers loudly at that statement-

Thunderlane: Hmm…-he is processing this information as he nods thoughtfully- Well then I guess I'm gonna have to kill ya Sunday. It was nice knowing ya, man. -he winks- ...Not really it was kind of awful.

Giz: -he is all business- Yeah, it's been awful for me too, don't worry. But why I really brought you out here, is because I want to make ONE thing glaringly apparent to you… I'll admit… Last week? -he shakes his finger at Thunderlane with a "nice one" smile- Last week was pretty cunning on your part… -he then gets in Thunderlane's face, as his smile quickly disintegrates- BUT NOT TOO BRIGHT. -the crowd cheers as Thunderlane sends a half-smirk Giz's way- You hit me with, what, five moves? Some of them were explosive. They were flashy. They looked cool. But they all HURT.

Thunderlane: That's the point of them, man.

Giz: Every single one of them left me feeling like I would never be able to get to my feet again. If you were to use all five of those moves in a row against me at Boiling Point, you'd have The Carnage Championship IN THE BAG. There's no way I'd be able to kick out after that onslaught. In fact, it would be impossible for ANYONE to survive that lethal blend of maneuvers. But you see… You're not the ONLY one out of the two of us that can finish a match with a variety of moves. -cheers- If you think that the only thing I know how to do is Uppercuts, then you are SADLY mistaken. Yes, I use them quite frequently, and as I mentioned last week, that's because they're EFFECTIVE, and they get a positive reaction from the crowd. But don't you think for ONE SECOND that the stipulation in our match means I'm just going to roll over and give up the title I've been defending with every ounce of passion in my body! Every time I step into this damn ring, I have a reputation to uphold as The Carnage Champion. And you'd better believe I proceed that reputation EVERY. FREAKING. NIGHT! -loud cheers- So yes, I can't use Uppercuts at Boiling Point. But that doesn't mean I can't utilize all the OTHER moves I've been hiding in my arsenal. -cheers- Oh yes, Thunderlane! There are COUNTLESS things that I've been saving for JUST the right moment, RIGHT when I needed them the most. And Sunday seems like just as good a time as any to flaunt them. -he smirks- Things you've never even SEEN before! Things that you'll NEVER see coming! All of which can put you down for the 1….2….3! -the crowd's cheers are reaching insane levels-

Thunderlane: -he's trying to laugh off this new development- Alright, now YOU'RE the one that's bluffing! You'll never be the same without your precious Uppercuts at your disposal! You're NOTHING without them! They helped you win The Carnage Championship, and they're going to be the cause of you LOSING The Carnage Championship!

Giz: -He turns to his side, just as Thunderlane did last week. He speaks back into the microphone- ….If what you say is actually true… Then I really need to dispel the urge to connect with any Uppercuts at the Pay Per View… So… I may as well get that desire out of my system…-he then turns back to Thunderlane, a serious glare on his face- While I still can! -then, in one fell swoop, Giz drops his microphone to the back, and explodes with an Uppercut to the jaw of Thunderlane, thus knocking him down to the mat and making the crowd BURST with cheers-

Garble: OH! OH GOD! GIZ! GIZ HERO! GIZ JUST BLASTED OFF INTO THUNDERLANE'S JAW!

-Giz lifts Thunderlane up off the mat by yanking up on his fauxhawk, before he fires off another Uppercut at him and knocks him down again. Giz repeats this process over and over, as the crowd is losing their minds-

Ahuizotl: HE'S GOING TO YANK HIS HAIR FOLLICLES OUT BY THE DAMN ROOTS! GIZ HERO HAS ERUPTED HERE ON MONDAY NIGHT LUNACY!

Garble: He called Thunderlane out to the ring because he needed to get rid of that Uppercut craving! That itch would've plagued him on Sunday!

Ahuizotl: What a good sport Thunderlane is being, letting his opponent eliminate that appetite for Uppercuts!

Crowd: HER-O! HER-O! HER-O! HER-O! HER-O! HER-O! HER-O! HER-O!

-Giz has Thunderlane pinned in a corner as he nails him with Uppercut after Uppercut-

Garble: Speaking of appetite, Thunderlane is definitely getting his fill of Uppercuts here tonight! His stomach is bloating more and more with each passing second! Giz Hero is presenting Thunderlane with a smorgasbord of Uppercuts! It's an all you can eat Uppercut buffet, and Thunderlane is clearing the table!

Crowd: U-PPERCUT HIS FU-CKING HEAD OFF *STOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMP* U-PPERCUT HIS FU-CKING HEAD OFF *STOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMP* U-PPERCUT HIS FU-CKING HEAD OFF *STOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMP* U-PPERCUT HIS FU-CKING HEAD OFF *STOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMP* U-PPERCUT HIS FU-CKING HEAD OFF *STOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMP* U-PPERCUT HIS FU-CKING HEAD OFF *STOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMP* U-PPERCUT HIS FU-CKING HEAD OFF *STOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMPSTOMP*

Ahuizotl: And these rabid, bloodthirsty fans completely appreciate what is happening to Thunderlane!

-Thunderlane is somehow able to slip out the ring, earning a multitude of boos-

Garble: But luckily for Thunderlane, he got out of there before his jaw caved in!

-He walks in front of the announce table, and looks to escape through the timekeeper's area-

Ahuizotl: And it seems like Thunderlane has had JUST about enough of being treated like a punching bag…

-Giz rolls out from under the bottom rope and runs around the other side of the ring. Thunderlane turns around just as Giz is right behind him. Giz spins himself around and absolutely DRILLS Thunderlane with an Uppercut, the force of which knocks him OVER the barricade and into the timekeeper's area to a massive reaction-

Garble: HOLY SHIT! Thunderlane just cleared the barricade, thanks to Giz!

Giz: -sighing in relief, a big smile on his face- I think I'm good, I think I'm good! The urge is gone!

Garble: IT'S A MIRACLE, 'ZOTL!

Ahuizotl: Fortunately for Thunderlane, Giz Hero's itch has been scratched. And good thing, too, six nights before Boiling Point.

-Giz lifts himself up onto the same barricade, looking down at Thunderlane with a confident grin as he stands on the barricade-

Garble: As Giz Hero stands atop the barricade, overlooking his fallen adversary, will he be able to remain on top of the mountain as The Carnage Champion once Boiling Point has come and gone?

Ahuizotl: He says he's going to perform many different moves, the likes of which Thunderlane hasn't seen before. And if Thunderlane hasn't seen them, that tells me that WE haven't seen them, either.

Garble: I think we're in for a big treat, in that case. But when it comes to Thunderlane, however? He's in for a VERY rough night…

-The crowd chants "HER-O" as Giz continues to stand on the barricade, smiling out at his fans as his music plays. This scene soon fades out as we head to commercial-

Ahuizotl: -he already sounds distressed as he begins to speak- We're back here on Monday Night Lunacy, and it's time for my least favorite portion of the broadcast… We're going to be hearing from The Eternal Women's Champion herself, Sunset Shimmer.

Garble: And if you're wondering why she's already in the ring, she made her entrance during the break, and she told us that she DEMANDED her arrival in The Asylum NOT be televised, because she believes that all the "scabs" at home aren't worthy of witnessing such a "scintillating display."

Ahuizotl: Ugh… That's the definition of egotism right there…-he sighs- Let's just get this over with… I can already feel a migraine coming on…

Sunset: As you might be able to tell, if you weirdos could take your eyes off of my… INCREDIBLE BODYYYY…-she sticks the microphone in-between her cleavage, and begins sliding both of her palms down her chest until they reach her knees. Most of the crowd boos, but there are some noticeable whistles as Sunset removes the microphone from her breasts- Take your undeserving eyes off of anywhere else… But my FACE, and you'll see that I'm FAR from being in a good mood. This is because, it seems like this roster is full of people, who are completely jealous of me. -boos- No, no. I said ROSTER. We've already established that all of YOU are the same. -the boos become louder- But if you look up and down the Lunacy brand, you'll find numerous men and women who WISH they could be me. They can't STAND to see me representing this show as its Champion. They are envious of the fact that this show REVOLVES around me! One of those women USED to be Cadance. But she's come around since then. The only problem is, more skeptics have sprouted up in her place. Case in point… Twist…-Sunset rolls her eyes as the crowd finally has something to cheer about- Just as Cadance did some months ago, when a bed was set up in this ring, and my dearest Shining Armor and I were looking to celebrate our separate successes with a LIVE, passionate sex celebration... -the crowd boos- I didn't go to quite the same lengths last week, but once again, I was attempting to nourish my innermost desires, by having the lovely Cadance strip down to her bare essentials, and grind against my SMOOOOTH… WET… TIGHT…-she chuckles- I think you all get the idea…

Ahuizotl: Yes, WE DO… So please STOP!

Sunset: But in similar fashion, WHO is to interrupt our affectionate, intimate moment than the most JEALOUS of them all… Twist. -more cheers- You may all have liked that, but that doesn't sit well with me! -boos-

Crowd: GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM!

Sunset: No! NO! What you all don't understand is that this is OUR show! We can do whatever we want, WHENEVER we want! If we want to fuck in this ring, then DAMMIT, we are going to FUCK. IN. THIS. RING! This IS our room is we choose it to be! -boos- Cadance and I try to come out here, and showcase the passion that we have for one another, and we get clamjammed (female version of cockblocked) by fucking Twist! TWIST! The girl who was so withdrawn from reality, that she had to make friends with a demon! -major boos- Why are you all BOOING?! Don't you recall that you all used to DESPISE Twist? You all hated her more than you hate me! In fact, it didn't take very long until you people would turn your backs AWAY from her whenever she'd show up!

Garble: She's right on that…

Sunset: She would run down the ramp, shaking her DISGUSTING, cottage cheese ass, and you all would VOMIT at the mere SIGHT of that monstrosity! And by the way, Twist, THIS is how it's done. -Sunset turns around, away from the camera, and begins to twerk herself. Again, much of the crowd boos, but some catcalls are able to be detected. Sunset turns back towards the camera, grinning in delight- Not that you'd ever be able to look as MAGNIFICENT as I do. I think we can all agree on something for once… You all may loathe me, but at least I'm actually nice to LOOK AT. But TWIST? Ech! You all were smart when it came to that! You'd do whatever it takes to keep you eyes OFF of the ring. The only time you'd pay attention to her matches, was when she was getting her ass beat. Which, let's be honest, happened in EVERY damn match she was involved in. And that's ANOTHER thing… Twist had the WORST win/loss record in The EWF. How could ANYBODY care about you when you lose week after week after week AFTER WEEK? None of you can deny that, while I haven't won every single match, I've got a pretty damn great win/loss average, and I've EARNED the status as being one of the ELITE competitors in The EWF.

Ahuizotl: Not much you can argue with there…

Sunset: But, all of a sudden, she slaps on some cheap, B-level horror movie makeup, and with a snap of the fingers, she's a FAN FAVORITE?! You people have TERRIBLE tastes. And I don't care if I leave a BAD taste in your mouth. You WILL get used to it, and soon, you'll learn to LOVE it. -the boos are reaching insane levels, as Sunset looks to be in much better spirits after tearing down Twist and the fans. Her mood quickly changes as the intro to Twist's theme hits, changing the crowd's reaction in a heartbeat-

Ahuizotl: I think that's quite enough sabotaging from Sunset Shimmer!

Garble: And here comes the woman she was bombarding with all of those insults!

-Twist walks out onto the stage to a wild reception, as she smirks and shakes her head at Sunset's digs at her character-

Garble: These two are going to go at it Sunday, and Twist is going to have the chance to let out ALL of the aggression Sunset Shimmer has implanted into her body!

-Though Twist doesn't do her usual entrance, instead opting to casually walk to the ring, her fans throw up their arms at the usual point in her entrance when that would occur. Twist steps through the ropes, never taking her eyes off of Sunset as she obtains her own microphone. She stands in front of Sunset, continuing to smirk at her-

Sunset: And here you are yet again, interrupting me when I was just getting started!

Twist: Oh, I don't think the crowd has much of an issue with that. They were tired of hearing you speak before you even went off on your little tangent. -The crowd cheers loudly in agreement-

Garble: Amen to that!

Crowd: TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST!

Twist: I'm really glad you brought up my past here on Lunacy. Yes, there was a time where I was doing some pretty… Questionable things. Things that even I was wondering why I would go through with. I wasn't always comfortable with coming out here and making a complete fool of myself, but I thought it would be what the fans wanted to see. I tried to endear myself to them by being as goofy as possible.

Sunset: Pffft! That definitely didn't work out…

Twist: You're right, it didn't. But since then, I've learned from my misconceptions. At least I've worked towards BETTERING myself. -the crowd cheers- You, on the other hand? You're still up to the same old tricks you've been pulling since DAY ONE. -insanely loud cheers- I've finally found people that appreciate me for who I am, so that's what I've decided to give them.

Sunset: Hey, bravo! -she applauds- Good for you. I'm doing the same. These losers just aren't bright enough to comprehend who am I, and why I do the things I do. What it all boils down to, is that they don't DESERVE to like me. They don't DESERVE to respect who I am, and what I represent! That's why I'm glad there's people like YOU around to speak to them, because it only makes sense to pair up underachieving FANS, -she gestures towards the audience- with underachieving WRESTLERS. -she then gestures towards Twist, smirking widely as the crowd buries her with hatred-

Twist: -she smirks back- Sure, Sunset, sure. That "underachiever" tag you've just labelled me with? It's going to be NULLIFIED after Boiling Point, when I achieve one of the greatest feats in the wrestling industry… Defeating YOU, to win The Eternal Women's CHAMPIONSHIP! -the crowd is cheering their heads off with that statement-

Sunset: -chuckling- Oh-hoooo! -followed by snickering- You're even delusional, too, just like all these people are… That makes perfect sense, given the fact that you constantly converse with a fictitious demon in your head, and claim that it's always giving you advice. Like the "advice" it gave you a few weeks ago, to finish off Trixie by laying her out with your Twist of Fate on a steel chair? I'll give you some credit there, that was pretty satisfying to watch, and it's absolutely something I would do myself. That voice in your head is preparing you to do battle with me, right? Well that's very nice of it. And you took all the advice you were given to heart, didn't you? Because you tried to do the same thing last week… To ME. Only this time, it was under your OWN control. -she gets real close to Twist's face, a sadistic grin being applied- You just keep tapping into that dark side, Twist… You're going to need it if you want to have ANY chance of taking this Championship away from me. Just make sure you don't go TOO overboard, because the last woman that took that road? Her name was Scootaloo, and I BEAT her. -she smirks, as the crowd boos- And I don't think you're strong enough to wield the darkness in your hands. Because, just like Scootaloo, you're not that kind of person. You're not the kind of person that is willing to cross every line, and do whatever it takes to make it to the top. That's not you, is it?

Twist: Not really, but it doesn't mean that I CAN'T be for one night. Like I've said before… We all have a demon that lurks within ourselves. At times, my entire existence revolved around darkness. Ironically enough, though, it was Finnette, one of the darkest figures, who showed me the light. She's kept me strong, and mentally prepared me for any and all situations that I am to face. Both her and I have had to work EXTRA hard to brace myself for the challenge you pose, Sunset. No, I don't consider myself someone who feels the need to stoop to any lows necessary to accomplish my goals, nor will I NEED to this Sunday, unless you FORCE me too. -cheers- You're not stepping into the ring on Sunday with the old Twist. I've evolved into a serious competitor since then. I would even go so far as to say that I'm the greatest threat there's ever been to your title. -the crowd OHHHs, before cheering-

Sunset: HAHAHA! JEEEEEEZ! There's another golden nugget from Twist! I'm glad there's SOMEBODY that believes that.

Twist: -smirking- Oh, I'm not the only one…-she holds up the microphone-

Crowd: TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU! TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU! TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU! TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU! TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU! TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU! TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU! TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU! TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU! TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU! TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU! TWIST IS GO-NNA BEEEAT YOU!

Garble: That's right, Sunset! There's over 5,000 people in this arena that think the same!

Ahuizotl: And MILLIONS more watching around the world!

Sunset: Hmph. -she backs away from Twist, crossing her arms and not looking impressed- Why do people make such a big deal out of you? Because you like to draw on yourself? Big freaking deal! Is it because of your "alter ego," Finnette Balor? Everyone calls her the demon. Yeah? Well I'm THE DEVIL. -the crowd OHHHs, before booing loudly-

Garble: And she finally admits it…

Sunset: That's right! I'm the fucking DEVIL! That makes your pal Finnette one of my SERVANTS! She's one of my PUPPETS! She's nothing more than a lowly little MINION. One of THOUSANDS of others I have to my name! So you can have her. She won't prove helpful to you, anyway. Because, even with her help, it won't be enough to knock me off my throne. If you want to challenge me at Boiling Point, then I'll have no problem making an example out of you, and showing Finnette what a terrible mistake she made by resigning from my army to befriend a lost cause like you. -boos- But on the other half of the coin… If Finnette wants to fight FOR YOU at Boiling Point, then I will DEVOUR her! I will DEVOUR Balor! (Word play is cool. Or does this just count as rhyming only? I'm not for sure.) And then you'll have NOBODY! You'll be all alone again, just like you were when you were a kid!

Twist: There won't be any Finnette. We've talked this over. The only presence she'll have on Sunday is everything she's taught me in order to deal with you properly. That's what will shine through when it comes to her. It'll be just you and I, Sunset.

Sunset: I sure hope so. -she grins, as she moves to stand behind Twist, who doesn't turn to face her- I want to see all the "knowledge" that this foolish voice has passed onto you. I can't wait to prove to you AND her that no matter how good of a strategy you have, no matter how much you tell yourself that you're going to succeed… And most of all, no matter HOW MUCH these idiot fans say you're going to win, the more it's going to fuel me to DESTROY you, so I can hear the sadness, and the DISAPPOINTMENT in their voices; and so I can revel in the crushed LOOK on your face when I do so-

-Twist has heard enough. She closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath as she falls backwards, kicking her left leg up into Sunset's jaw! It's a move that sends the crowd into a frenzy, and a move that sends Sunset down to the floor, and rolling out of the ring in retreat-

Ahuizotl: OH! A PELE KICK! TWIST CAUGHT SUNSET WITH A PELE KICK!

Garble: That oughta SHUT the overbearing bitch up!

-Sunset crawls over to the front of the ring (which is where the ramp ends), the fans continuing to cheer for Twist like there's no tomorrow-

Ahuizotl: That explains why Twist didn't turn around when Sunset walked behind her! She knew it would be the perfect opportunity to catch her off guard!

Twist: -picking a microphone up off the mat- You just found out first-hand ONE thing that Finnette taught me… That is to pounce when you least expect it. Sunset… People like you? They give demons a bad name. And when I TOSS you off your throne, and claim it as my own, I'll be the one that gives Champions a GOOD name. -the crowd cheers loudly as Twist drops the microphone, leaning over the top rope to glare at Sunset, who looks up at her from on the floor, clutching at her jaw with an enraged expression-

Crowd: TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST! TWIST!

Ahuizotl: And the stage, is SET. For the second week in a row, Twist has gotten the upperhand on The Eternal Women's Champion.

Garble: And on Sunday, she hopes to get her hands on The Eternal Women's Championship itself. With the guidance of the demon, Finnette Balor lead her to her very first title? Or will "the devil," Sunset Shimmer continue to submerge Monday Night Lunacy in an inferno for yet another month?

*Ya better believe, I've got tricks up my sleeve…* -the crowd immediately fills the arena with nothing but cheers, as the caped crusader herself appears on the stage, customized microphone in hand-

Trixie: Ladies and gentlemen! Boys and girls! CHIIIILDREN of AAAAAAALL AAAAGES! Come ONE, come ALL! Come and witness the AMAZING, show-stopping ability of The System's WORST NIGHTMARE. -she glares at Sunset, who is holding her jaw outside the ring as she says that last part- Residing in Manhattan, New York! Weighing a MIND-BLOWING 137 POOOOOOOUNDS… Presenting to YOU, The GREAT, and POWEEEERRRRFUUUUL.. TTTTTTTTRRRRRIIIIIIIIIXXXXXIIIIIIIIIEEEEE!

-Trixie begins to walk down the stage, bringing her arms up high above her head as her explosive pyro discharges behind her-

Garble: Trixie was quite confident, as she usually is, in her interview earlier. She said it didn't matter who Cadance put her up against tonight. No matter the outcome, she would keep her chin high, for that would only give her more of an incentive to tear Cadance limb from limb in their match at Boiling Point.

Ahuizotl: Which, coincidentally, is what Cadance is trying to do with matches like the one she's got Trixie in tonight. She wants other women to annihilate her beyond belief, and then she wants to put in the final blow at Boiling Point.

-Sunset and Trixie pass each other on the ramp, Trixie smirking at Sunset and pointing at her title, which Sunset scoffs and shakes her head at the thought-

Garble: Ohhhhhh! That was a very interesting little reaction there. Trixie, signaling to Sunset that if she is able to walk out of Boiling Point with that title, she'll be the next one coming after it.

Ahuizotl: What a match that would be. Trixie, the woman who turned her back on The System, against the woman who they protect week in and week out, in order to keep as the quote on quote "face" of Monday Night Lunacy.

Garble: But before Trixie can even THINK about challenging Sunset, she has to get through Cadance. And even before THAT, she needs to withstand whatever amount of agony is going to be inflicted on what is sure to be a very lopsided contest.

-Trixie removes her hat and cap, awaiting her opponent(s.) She doesn't have to wonder any longer, as her task for tonight comes in the form of…-

*SIERRA, WHISKEY, OSCAR, ROMEO, DELTA.. SWORD...* -the crowd mostly OHHHHHs, as they feel sorry for what Trixie is about to go through-

Ahuizotl: -his eyes bulge- JEEEESUS…. Lopsided, you say? That doesn't even BEGIN to cover this… This is just…. Just INHUMAN!

-Trixie's opponents are spotted up at the stop of the aisleway, with Drollins and Reigns wearing The Chick Combo Championships around their waists-

Madden: Aaaand HER OPPONENTS! At a COMBINED WEIGHT, of 395 POOOOUNDS… They are THHHEEE CHIIIIIICK.. COOOOOMBOOOOOO CHAAAAAMPIIIIIOOOOONS… BEEEETH DROOOOLLIIIINS, DIAAAAANE DITZBROOOOOSE, AAAAAND RRRROOOOSELY REIIIIIGNS… THHHHHEEEEEEEE SWOOOOOOOOOOORD!

Garble: Dude…. Cadance…. REALLY? REALLY NOW, CADANCE! -he sighs heavily- ….Why? I don't care HOW much you despise a human being! I don't care HOW MUCH you want them to be excommunicated! This is simply TOO much. Even for YOU, lady! I can't freaking BELIEVE this! Trixie has to… She has to combat ALL three members of The Sword… ALL THREE, 'ZOTL! ALL AT ONCE!

Ahuizotl: And we thought Cadance had overdone it LAST week. The Wythyst Family is ONE thing, but these are The Hounds of Justice! The Chick Combo Champions, The Sword! These three women have, collectively, been the most dominant and ruthless entity in The EWF since their ARRIVAL!

Garble: And now, Trixie is going to have to go up against ALL of them… With NO backup of her own… She's all alone with the most dangerous group in wrestling… What a TERRIBLE damn way to spend a Monday night!

-Drollins somersaults over the barricade, and then Ditzbrose hops over, followed by Reigns stepping over the entire thing-

Ahuizotl: Although, to Trixie's credit, as the camera focuses on her in the ring… She isn't panicking. She doesn't even look FAZED by this triad of terror that she's been pitted against. We didn't get to see what she thought about facing The Wythyst Family, because she was, well, knocked out when Cadance announced the matchup, but right here, right now, she's standing strong.

Garble: Good for her, and I really mean that. But no matter how confident she is, no matter how strong and determined her offense is, The Sword's three-on-one advantage WILL catch up to her, and that's when she'll go from standing strong, to falling hard. Do you remember the LAST woman who combatted The Sword in a three-on-one position? It was the woman who DEFEATED Trixie to become The World Fighter's Champion, Rainbow Dash. This was at The Royal Rumble, of course, and what happened? Rainbow Dash was defeated. One of the greatest Champions. One of the most astonishing wrestlers. One of the best sports in our industry was put against these SAME odds, and not even SHE could find success. I'm not trying to be completely pessimistic, because I'm pulling for Trixie like CRAZY, but let's not pretend like this isn't going to end terribly. This will, no doubt, be the greatest challenge of her career. And no matter how ready for it she is, The Sword THRIVES when they have the number's game on their side.

Ahuizotl: You're absolutely right. But, at least for now, it'll be just TWO women in the ring: Trixie, and Diane Ditzbrose.

-Before the bell rings, the chants of "LET'S GO TRI-XIE" can be easily heard for at least half a minute-

Match 4: The Sword vs Trixie

-4 minutes later-

-Ditzbrose is behind Trixie, where she hooks both of her arms and lifts her up into the air-

Garble: And Diane Ditzbrose, with Trixie up high in the air…

-Before Ditzbrose can drop Trixie on her face, Trixie escapes her grasp, lowers herself down, grabs onto Ditzbrose's legs and brings her over onto her back-

Ahuizotl: OH! VICTORY ROLL BY TRIXIE! SHOULDER'S DOWN, SHOULDER'S DOWN-And Diane Ditzbrose squirms a shoulder up off the mat!

Garble: What a great counter of the Hook & Ladder by Trixie. She avoided her face crashing into the mat there.

-As soon at Trixie gets to her feet, she is struck in the gut with a knee from Ditzbrose-

Ahuizotl: But she couldn't avoid that vicious knee from Ditzbrose, who many would claim is the most violent member of The Sword.

-Ditzbrose drags Trixie over to her team's corner by the air, and places her up against the nearby robes. She lifts Trixie's arms up over the top rope so that she is unable to move, before she tags in Beth Drollins-

Garble: And a tag made to Beth Drollins, as Trixie can do nothing but take whatever The Sword has in mind on the chin!

-Drollins enters the ring by hopping over the top rope as Ditzbrose runs off the rope, bringing both of her soles into the abdomen of Trixie, which causes her to hunch over, but she can't fall over because her arms are behind the top rope-

Ahuizotl: And a front dropkick to the gut of Trixie!

-Ditzbrose then exits the ring as Drollins runs the ropes herself, catching just one of her feet into Trixie's jaw-

Ahuizotl: Followed by a single leg dropkick! Tandem offense by The Sword!

-Drollins removes Trixie arms from behind the top rope, at which Trixie immediately falls to the mat. It is at this point that Drollins drops to the mat herself to make a cover-

*1….2..-Trixie kicks out, much to the crowd's delight-

Garble: Trixie escapes the cover after an EARLY two!

Ahuizotl: If Trixie is going to fall to The Chick Combo Champions, she won't do so without a FIGHT!

Crowd: LET'S GO TRI-XIE! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TRI-XIE! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TRI-XIE! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TRI-XIE! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TRI-XIE! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TRI-XIE! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TRI-XIE! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TRI-XIE! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* LET'S GO TRI-XIE! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

-6 minutes later-

-Drollins lifts Trixie up into the air in powerbomb position. She runs with her across the ring, launching her into the corner in front of her-

Ahuizotl: And Trixie's spine RATTLES against the middle turnbuckle, while her head collides with the top one!

-Trixie soon falls to her knees, which gives Drollins the chance to rear back before CRACKING her boot against Trixie's temple!-

Ahuizotl: AVADA KEDAVRA! DROLLINS DRILLS TRIXIE!

(Here is an example of the Avada Kedavra, or Superkick to a kneeling opponent: gyazodotcom/4e38b6829a62f1fe9382995c0bca756f )

-Drollins drops onto Trixie, pressing her back into her upper body as she hooks Trixie's leg-

Garble: DROLLINS, ON TOP OF TRIXIE! 1! 2! OHHH AND THE SWORD JUST ABOUT PICKED UP THE WIN THERE!

Ahuizotl: That's as close as you can get to picking up the victory, without actually getting the three!

Drollins: -pounding on the mat before she glares at the ref- COME OOOON! -she gets to her feet, looking down at Trixie- Give up, you stubborn bitch! Why don't you use one of those little magic tricks of yours to make yourself DISAPPEAR?! -she kicks at Trixie's side-

Garble: I sincerely doubt she's going to do that, Drollins. Trixie is in this fight until the very end. Her massive ego won't allow her to withdraw from a fight.

Ahuizotl: -nods- If you want her to give up, you're going to have to beat her down until she can no longer fight back. And The Sword are MASTERS at bringing their opponents to their breaking point.

-3 minutes later-

-Rosely Reigns is standing in her team's corner, as she awaits for Trixie to rise to her feet-

Reigns: OOOOOOOOOOOOHHH AAAAAAAAH! -she then barrels towards Trixie once she turns around, but Trixie still has the ability to leap over Reigns' body. Reigns' shoulder crashes into the middle rope as the crowd cheers heavily-

Ahuizotl: TRIXIE LEAPS OVER REIGNS! TRIXIE AVOIDS THE SPEAR!

Garble: THIS IS HER CHANCE! REIGNS IS STUNNED!

-Trixie grabs Reigns by the hair and drags her to the middle of the ring, where she then applies The Ursa Lock to Reigns, who is on one knee-

Ahuizotl: HERE IT IIIIS! THE URSA LOCK! TRIXIE HAS IT CINCHED IN!

-The crowd is going nuts, yelling out the word "TAP" again and again-

Garble: CAN TRIXIE DO IT?! CAN TRIXIE END THE SWORD'S UNDEFEATED STREAK RIGHT HERE, AND BY SUBMISSION NO LESS?!

-Trixie yanks on Reigns' arm and squeezes her legs around her neck, but The Ursa Lock is soon broken up as, behind Trixie, Beth Drollins springboards into the ring from off the top rope and sends her knee crashing into the back of Trixie's head, thus knocking her down to the mat-

Garble: -as the crowd unloads upon The Sword with jeers- AND DROLLINS PAYS DIVIDENDS! That diving high knee unfortunately broke up what may have been Trixie's one and only chance to win this match!

Ahuizotl: Drollins was flat-out desperate! She had to ensure that The Sword's spotless streak remained in tact! But MAN, I was really hoping that would've been the end…

-Reigns rises to her feet, holding her neck before she brings Trixie to her own feet, standing behind her. She grabs her wrists before spinning her towards her and nailing her with The Reignmaker!-

Ahuizotl: REIGNMAAAAKEEEEERRRRR! SHORT-ARM LARIAT, AND THE GREAT AND POWERFUL ONE CRUMBLES TO THE MAT!

(In case you people forgot what The Reignmaker looks like, here: idotgyazodotcom/dd5cce5fba512adeb0aabc821fa12f56dotgif )

-Reigns drops to her knees, flipping Trixie over onto her back. She doesn't hook her leg at all. She simply places her two arms next to Trixie's right side whilst bringing her upper body down across Trixie's chest-

*1….2….3!* -The crowd is severely disappointed as the bell rings, as Ditzbrose and Drollins enter the ring to congratulate their partner-

Garble: You could've counted to a hundred. There was no way Trixie was kicking out of that clothesline…

Madden: Here are YOOOOUUUURRRR WIIIINNEEEERRRRS… THHHHHHEEEEEE SWOOOOOOOORD!

Ahuizotl: It was a hell of an effort by Trixie, but just like like week, just like it does for EVERYONE that competes in a Handicap Match… Sooner or later, the numbers game catches up with you, and it was no different tonight for Trixie.

Garble: Three-on-One proved to be just too much. Cadance made SURE to stack the deck against Trixie tonight, but there won't be any nonsense like that at Boiling Point. It'll be just the two of those fierce rivals, locking up for the first time in singles actio-

-Garble is interrupted as both Drollins and Ditzbrose each pick a side of Trixie's body and begin to lift her up off the mat, more boos emanating from the crowd-

Ahuizotl: Now-now-now wait a minute! Ditzbrose and Drollins are raising Trixie off the mat! This is unnecessary!

Garble: All of what I just said may not matter, because The Sword look like they want to make sure Trixie isn't able to make it to Boiling Point!

Ahuizotl: But they won the damn match! Just leave the ring and celebrate with your titles, you savages!

Reigns: OOOOOOOOHHHHH AAAAAAHHHH! -Before Ditzbrose and Drollins can lift Trixie up onto Reigns' shoulders, though, the crowd erupts as three saviors rush down the ramp-

Garble: Here we go! Lightning Dust, Fluttershy and Rarity!

Ahuizotl: Thank gosh! Trixie was about to be flattened like a pancake!

-The Sword let Trixie fall to the mat as they retreat from the ring. Lightning, Fluttershy and Rarity slide into the ring, watching The Sword leave in disappointment, as they were hoping to tango with them. Well, Fluttershy didn't necessarily WANT to, but she was willing to help if she needed to-

Garble: And The Sword, not wanting to have a go with either The Hope Springs Eternal briefcase holder, nor the team they're going to defend their titles against at Boiling Point.

-The Sword climb over the barricade, Ditzbrose and Reigns carrying their titles as Drollins and Ditzbrose smirk at the three in the ring, while Reigns looks on with that cold glare she usually has plastered on her face-

Ahuizotl: There will be PLENTY of fighting to go around this Sunday between The Sword and their opponents, Fluttershy and Lightning Dust, as The Chick Combo Championships are ON THE LINE.

Ditzbrose: -slapping her title with the palm of her hand- YOU'LL NEVER TAKE THESE BACK! They're The Sword's property now, ladies!

Garble: They may not be yours for much longer, girls. The former Champions have nearly knocked you off in the past, and Boiling Point may be the day where they finally get that much deserved victory over you.

Ahuizotl: It has been building up for the better part of five months, and Boiling Point could be the day where Fluttershy and Lightning Dust make HISTORY. Not only be becoming the first two-time Chick Combo Champions, but by being the first team to overthrow The Sword in action!

-The camera shifts to the locker room of Cadance, who is shown to be sitting on a sofa, with Sunset Shimmer to her left. Both look very displeased as they are watching the show unfold-

Cadance: -she gets up from her seat, pointing at the TV and yelling- Go to hell, Lightning Dust! Go to hell, Fluttershy! And you go to hell too, Rarity! -she plops back down- DAMMIT! I'm happy Trixie was put in her place by those lapdogs, but I wanted The Sword to DEMOLISH her! And they would've if those three goody-goodies didn't come to the rescue! -she sighs as she slumps down into the sofa, crossing her arms-

Sunset: At least you didn't get popped in the jaw by your rival…-she shakes her head, as the effects of Twist's Pele Kick still haunts her- I'm going to demolish HER at Boiling Point! I'm going to send her STRAIGHT TO HELL!

"Girls, girls… Relax. There's no reason to get so worked-up over nothing."

-Sunset and Cadance turn around to see Shining Armor close the door behind him. He's wearing a white bath-robe-

Cadance: Oh yeah? And what's got you so happy, Shining?

Sunset: You've got it EASY on Sunday, you know! You don't even have an opponent. So it's no surprise that you're not sweating anything!

Shining: And neither should you…-he walks up to the back of the sofa, putting a hand on each of their shoulders- I'm not worried, because I know that everything is going to work out fine for The System. Snips and Snails are going to retain their titles. Cadance is going to show Trixie what an insane mistake she made by not staying on board with us. And of course, Sunset is going to remain at the top of the mountain, when she STOMPS on Twist's fingers, causing her to lose her grip, and hit EVERY rock and ledge on the way DOWN to the bottom… Right where she belongs. -he grins, as his pep-talk manages to bring smiles to the faces of Sunset and Cadance-

Cadance: -nodding- Okay. Okay. But the issue I have is that Trixie is still going to BE at Boiling Point! Her heart is still beating, and that INFURIATES me!

Sunset: And I'm peeved that Twist had the NERVE, the AUDACITY to blindside ME!

Shining: Then now you girls have even MORE motivation to show up at Boiling Point, and continue to prove to the world why The System is THE most powerful entity in wrestling. Show the people that WISH they could be in our spot, like Trixie and Twist why they aren't WORTHY of being in the same ring with you.

-Sunset and Cadance share a look, before their smiles return, this time much bigger.

Sunset: Once again, Shining, you know JUST what to say to lift our spirits.

Shining: -chuckles- I'm glad. But just in case there's still some lingering irritation in there, I've got a surefire way to take your minds off of everything that happened tonight.

Cadance: Ohhhhh~ And what's that?

Shining: -he starts talking again as he begins to walk around to the front of the sofa- Your mind won't even be focused on this Sunday. I just want you girls to sit back, relax, and forget about all the nuisances we have to deal with. Because…-he reaches for the belt on the bathrobe- I….-he slowly begins to pull the knot apart- Am here…-he pulls more- To make…-more- All those nagging thoughts…-a little more- Go away…-finally, Shining Armor's bathrobe slides off of his body, revealing him to be wearing nothing more then a blue thong. Cadance's mouth drops in surprise, while Sunset's eyes bulge-

Sunset: Sh-...SHINING… What… What is…?

Shining: I know how BADLY you gals wanted to have that lap dance in the ring last week, but because of Twist, it was cancelled. But I figured you ladies had dealt with enough tonight, so why don't I give BOTH of you a lap dance of my own? That way, neither of you have to do any work. You can just enjoy~

Cadance: -her mouth is still hung wide open, as she laughs in astonishment- That's… That's so very thoughtful of you, Shining!

Shining: Heh. It's nothing, really. You girls do so much for The System, and I don't have anything to contribute to the group this week as far as competition goes. So I'll just have to settle for making my two angels feel better.

Sunset: -she slyly smirks- Well what are you waiting for, then? Stop with the talking, and start with the grinding!

Shining: -he gives her the same smirk- Yes ma'am... -he walks up to the girls, and places his right leg next to Sunset, and his left next to Cadance, who reaches her hand over and smacks his buttcheeks before grabbing them, causing Shining to jolt a little- Getting grabby already, eh?

Cadance: We might as well get the most out of this!

Shining: Sounds good to me~ Grab to your hearts content, ladies!

-With that, Sunset begins to kiss just above Shining's pubic area, while Cadance begins to lick the left leg from the ankle up to the hip. The scene cuts out, as what follows is too hot for TV-

-What we see next is the face of Hughbert Jelbush, who has his eyes closed. As the camera zooms out, we see that he is lying on a hammock that is being suspended from the ceiling in a locker room. On the right side of the hammock stand Vultarian, who has his teeth clenched in nervousness, and Overdrive, who is giving his partner a side-eye glare-

Overdrive: -whispering- Why would you think this would be a good idea?!

Vultarian: -whispering- I felt bad for him, having to sleep in tight spaces, and uncomfortable things like random boxes in the middle of the hallway! Come on, a hammock is SO much more relaxing! Imagine how well-rested he'll be for his match!

Overdrive: -whispering- That might be true, but this ISN'T OUR HAMMOCK! HE is going to be fuming when he finds out we snuck into his locker room and let Hughbert rest on it!

Vultarian: -whispering- Naaaah, he isn't like that. He'll understand. He let me sleep on this hammock just a few weeks ago. My spine had never felt better afterwards!

Overdrive: -groaning, before whispering- I hope you're right…

-Suddenly, the door swings wide open, accompanied by a lot of giggling. In walks Neon Lights afterwards, with Lemon Hearts clinging to his right arm, and Twinkleshine to his right. The girls' looks turn into one of confusion, and Neon's turns into straight-up horrified as they see what is inside the hammock-

Chuck Cuck: Hey, what's with the delay?

Buck Cuck: Yeah! Get in there and fuck our girlfriends, Neon!

Chuck: Yeah, do it!

-Neon's brows are furrowed as Vultarian puts on his best anxious smile, while Overdrive facepalms and lets his hand slide down his face. Neon begins to stomp over to the hammock, looking back and forth between Hughbert, Vultarian and Overdrive, his expression getting more and more furious with each turn of his head. This allows Buck and Chuck to step into the doorway, and once they see what the problem is, they understand what the holdup was-

Vultarian: -chuckling anxiously- Heeeey, Neooooon… Wh-what's up?

Neon: Yo… What… The HELL is Hughbert doin'... Lyin' in MY hammock!?

Vultarian: -he casually points at Overdrive- Itwasallhisidea!

Overdrive: WHAT?! -he glares at Vultarian- No, Neon! That couldn't be any farther from the truth!

Neon: I don't care WHOSE idea it was… I want to know WHY…

Vultarian: He… He was tired. A-and… You know… Your hammock is so insanely comfortable, we figured it'd be the perfect spot for him to take a quick nap.

Neon: Alright… Alright, alright, alright…-he puts his hands up, signaling that he has to process this for a minute- That ain't the problem… I mean, YES, you two should've AT LEAST asked my permission before barging in here like you own the place, but ya both know I'm chill enough to live by the motto of "mi casa, es SU casa"... So I'm cool with him restin' a little. But HERE are the problems: ONE… I needed that hammock tonight, because, as you can see…-he gestures to the doorway- I got me a few guests that were gonna help yours truly ROCK the hammock a little bit.

Vultarian: We… We catch your drift.

Neon: Secondly… LOOK AT THIS THING! Is… Is that JELLY, splattered all over MY hammock?!

Vultarian: Well… His stomach was growling as we brought him over here, and, well, you can't sleep on an empty stomach…

Neon: SO YOU LET HIM CHOW DOWN IN MY NEW HAMMOCK?!

Vultarian: -he frowns- Yes… It certainly wasn't one of Overdrive's brightest ideas…

Overdrive: Don't you DARE accuse me of this tomfoolery!

Neon: Yeah, well you didn't try to STOP him, DID YOU?

Overdrive: We're just trying to help Hughbert as best as we can. We'll do whatever it takes to get him back on his feet.

Neon: Well that's real thoughtful of you two, and you know I'd be right there with ya at any other given time. But for the record, he AIN'T on his feet right now! He's lying in my now STICKY hammock! There's jelly in-between every damn CREVICE!

Twinkleshine: Um… Sorry to interrupt your little tirade, but… You were going to have sex with us in a HAMMOCK?

Lemon Hearts: Yeah, BOTH OF US? Are you for real?

Twinkleshine: And not just that, but a hammock COVERED IN JELLY?!

Neon: Hey, what's wrong with a hammock? We could make it work! Just the three of us. A little experiment, you know?

Lemon: Yeah, MAYBE we would've given it a shot, but… Now that it's coated in jelly, we're gonna have to pass.

Twinkleshine: -she nods- We'd get all STICKY!

Neon: Things would be getting sticky anyway, once I spray my love sap all over your faces!

Lemon: That sounds REALLY fun and everything, but, we don't fuck on something has crammed as a HAMMOCK.

Twinkleshine: And we DEFINITELY aren't going to let our bodies lie in a pool of jelly. Do you know how long it takes to get that stuff off of your SKIN?

Chuck: Awww! Come on, girls! We're DYING to see the both of you take on one dude!

Twinkleshine: Don't you boys worry. We'll find someone else that's willing.

Lemon: Yeah, and maybe he'll bang us in a more… PRACTICAL place. Like a bed, or a gas station bathroom, or on the freeway.

Twinkleshine: Or maybe a funeral. That sounds exotic!

Buck: -gets all excited- What are we waiting for, then?! Let's get going!

-Buck and Chuck grab onto the wrist of their respective girlfriend and rush them out of Neon's locker room-

-Neon is disgusted at the girls' words. He runs over to the doorway, peeking his head out-

Neon: NONE OF THOSE PLACES ARE PRACTICAL EXCEPT A BED, YOU STUPID CUNTS! AND THE REST ARE DOWNRIGHT SICKENING! AND HOW IS A FUCKING HAMMOCK NOT EXOTIC?! HAS ALL THE SILICONE IN YOUR CHEST TRAVELED TO YOUR BRAIN?! AND LASTLY… YOU'RE WHORES! WHORES DON'T HAVE STANDARDS! DON'T ACT ALL PRETENTIOUS, LIKE MY HAMMOCK ISN'T GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU! I'D FUCK SOMEONE IN JELLY! I'D MIX THE JELLY AND MY CUM TOGETHER AND EAT IT WITH BREAD! I'D CALL IT, "THE STICKY SITUATION"! -he sighs loudly as he turns around, walking back into his locker room-

Vultarian: Dude… You've got some serious issues….

Neon: Oh, and you guys DON'T?! You pretend to be a bird! And YOU'RE an ACTUAL robot!

Vultarian: No I don't! Do you see a vulture cosplay? Because I sure don't! I just find it to be a cool name.

Overdrive: -shrugs- He's right on the money when it comes to me. I am indeed a robot. Nice observational skills.

Neon: Shut it! You both ruined my night! I know for a FACT that I could've talked them into laying under the hammock while I shoved my dick through the hammock's holes, until I ended up finishing on their boob-

Vultarian: STOP STOP STOP! God, dude! We don't need to hear about that!

-Instead of saying another word, Neon responds by putting both hands on the bottom of the hammock and tilting it over, which causes Hughbert to spill out onto the floor below-

Hughbert: OOF. -he brings his head up, looking at Neon confusedly, yet friendly- Oh… Hey there, Neon. What are you doing here?

Neon: Hey, man. -he puts his hand out, which Hugbert accepts. Neon helps him up to his feet- Sorry to wake you, but your match is coming up in a few minutes.

Overdrive: Wait… How do you know he was scheduled to have a match?

Neon: Because I'M the one scheduled to be his opponent. -You can see Vultarian mouth the word "dammit," as Overdrive whistles once as a way of saying "damn, tough luck" to Hughbert- That's just a big coincidence. -he looks at Hughbert- I know I shouldn't be mad at you, since I'm pretty sure you didn't even know where these guys were taking you, but… Just… MY HAMMOCK! -he throws his hands onto his head in disbelief-

Hughbert: Wait… This is YOUR hammock?

Neon: Yeah, bro, it is. And I wouldn't have had a problem with it, if you didn't get all this damn jelly on it!

Hughbert: -he looks very remorseful- I'm… I'm really sorry, Neon… F-for what it's worth… It was SUPER comfortable. One of the best naps I've had in my LIFE.

Neon: Well, I'm glad my hammock was up to snuff with your sleeping needs. But unfortunately, nobody's gonna be able to use it any longer. Unless they wanna be sticky from their neck to their ass, that is… This thing is totally out of commission... And after I beat you, Hughbert, I'm gonna make your friends pitch some money together to buy me a NEW one! -Neon walks away from the scene, glaring holes through Overdrive and Vultarian, who are well aware that they won't be able to get out of this one-

-We return to the arena in its darkened state, with a spotlight shining on the left side of the stage as a mix-table rises from below, carrying who else but DJ Z-

DJ Z: MONDAY NIGHT LUNAAAACYYYYY! -the crowd cheers- You are now BACK! -the crowd follows along- In. Dah. MIX! With that Yung Go Hard, DEE. JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY Z! -he lets the sound of the air-horn fill the arena-

Crowd: BERPBERPBERPBEEEEEERRRRRRP!

DJ Z: And, speaking of Z's, y'all are startin' to get behind a dude that makes Dr. Ben Carson look like Bill Nye The Science Guy. Hughbert Jelbush… He's pretty cool, right? -quite a bit of the crowd cheers- Yeah, yeah, I agree. His hijinks with them Cyber Scavs are pretty entertaining…-his face suddenly gets serious, as he leans over on his podium, looking out into the crowd- But tonight ain't gonna be all fun and games, bros and broskettes… Nah, things are about to get WAY serious up in this ish. So Hughy-boy… Word of advice from ya boy… Keep your eyes WIIIIDE open, and prepare your block to get KNOCKED! Because in that ring? Ya snooze, ya lose! And if you don't keep your eyes peeled like a banana, my boy Neon is gonna aid you in SLIPPIN' into unconsciousness! Ya feel me? -The crowd OHHHHs-

Garble: Sick puns!

DJ Z: Excuse me if I don't sound optimistic for ya, Hugh, but I'd suggest the crew prepare a pillow and blanket for you. Because here comes The Sandman to sprinkle crust in your sockets, and knock your lights out for a day or two! Make some noise, girls and boys and find out what happens when you destroy the hammock of NEEEEOOOOOOON.. LLLLLIIIIIIIIIGHTS! -the crowd cheers with insane volumes as DJ Z jumps off the mix-table, awaiting the arrival of his bro/partner-

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

-Neon Lights emerges from the back, not in the mood to run around the stage like he normally does. He doesn't even look at his bro as he pounds his fist, as he is only focused on looking towards that ring, where he plans to get his revenge-

Garble: Whoa… Hey, DJ Z wasn't kidding when he said the fun and games are being put on hold tonight. That's a look from Neon Lights that I don't recall he's ever worn before…

Ahuizotl: His disposition looks downright INCENSED. Hughbert Jelbush, though totally unintentionally, still managed to ruin his entire night, as well as his hammock.

Garble: That hammock was where Neon would unwind after his long, hard-fought matchups. And it was that hammock that he was going to use to, well, get his freak on with Lemon Hearts and Twinkleshine. With The Cucks watching, of course.

Ahuizotl: I'm sure those hussies have gotten off on more unsavory platforms than a jelly-covered hammock… You know, I don't think Neon should be angry towards Hughbert. Who knows what nasty, incurable diseases those two may possess!

Garble: So you're saying Hughbert did Neon a favor?

Ahuizotl: Yes I am! It's not even worth swimming in that contaminated pool! Let Chuck and Buck be the ones to fester in those scuzzy waters!

-Neon sighs at the back of the ring before he cracks his knuckles and shakes his legs, preparing for a modicum of revenge-

-The crowd responds with loud cheers are Hughbert Jelbush stumbles out onto the stage soon after. He slowly begins to wobble down the ramp as Overdrive and Vultarian emerge from the back as well. Overdrive has his face covered with his hand, and Vultarian can't help but frown at the scene playing out in front of him-

Madden: Aaaaand HIS OPPONENT! Froooom LOOOONEYYYYVIIIIILLEEEE! Weighing in at 247 POOOOOUNDS… HUUUUUUGHBEEEEEERT.. JEEEEEEELBUUUUUUUSH!

Ahuizotl: Jeez… Hughbert looks to be in rough shape…

Garble: Okay then, Mr. "Holier Than Thou." I look the SAME way when I wake up. Sorry we can't all be perfect, radiant specimens like you every day all year long.

Ahuizotl: -he frowns- Well that was uncalled for. I simply stated that he doesn't look to be in very good ring-shape.

Garble: Well, that's a given. He hasn't had a proper match in quite a while. I just hope he hasn't forgotten what he discussed with Overdrive and Vultarian in the back earlier tonight. He seemed rather hopeful of his chances.

Ahuizotl: We must remember, though, even if we remove the episode that occurred earlier with the hammock, this match had already been booked before the start of the show. It would still be a match, and every victory in The EWF counts, so Neon Lights would still be looking to come out victorious in an attempt to bring his career to the next level.

Garble: But on the other hand, a win for Hughbert would be MONUMENTAL. It could spark the beginning of a career resurgence! One win is all you need to turn your fortunes around.

-Hughbert steps up onto the apron, one of his feet nearly slipping off, but he's able to recover. He enters through the middle rope, his left foot making it alright, but he catches his right foot on the back of the rope, and winds up tumbling to the mat-

Garble: -wincing- Ouch… He certainly has lost his gracefulness since being gone from the ring…

Ahuizotl: I don't know if I would've ever called Hughbert "graceful" in the first place, but yes, Neon jerking him out of his hammock seems to have messed with his mobility and balance. I know I'm jarred for a while once I get unceremoniously dumped out of my bed…

Garble: Or it could be that he's still REALLY tired…

Ahuizotl: Yeah, that also sounds justifiable. He'd better wake up quick, though. Otherwise, as DJ Z said, he won't be awake for much longer. Neon Lights is going to send him back to dreamland with FORCE.

-Hughbert rubs his eyes as Neon shakes his head and burrows his eyebrows, making a disappointed face as the bell rings-

Match 5: Neon Lights w/ DJ Z vs Hughbert Jelbush w/ Overdrive and Vultarian

Crowd: -a large majority- HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT!

-Hughbert has his fists up by his face, as he's glaring intently through the space that separates his two fists-

Garble: Hey, not for nothing, but Hughbert looks amped up and ready to go! He's burning a hole through Neon Lights!

Ahuizotl: He's likely cranky about being woken up from what was probably the greatest sleep he's gotten in many months!

-Neon doesn't look to be taking this match very seriously. He sidles towards Hughbert with a laid-back grin, which turns out to be just a ploy as, when he gets close enough to Hughbert, he jumps up, looking to strike at his chin with both knees. He and the audience is stunned, however, when Hughbert combines his two fists and brings them down into Neon's knees-

Garble: OH… OH MY GOD! HUGHBERT… HUGHBERT BLOCKED THE ATTACK!

Ahuizotl: AMAZING!

-Neon doesn't even have a chance to process what's just happened, when, as he lands on his feet, Hughbert bends down and lands a straight right hand into his stomach, thus causing him to bend over in pain-

Garble: DAAAMN! Even though those hands haven't been used except for scraping jelly out of jars over the course of four months, they sure came in handy for Hughbert when he needed them the most!

-As Neon is bent over, Hughbert runs off the ropes, and on the rebound, he puts Neon in a headlock while also somersaulting forward, using the momentum to drive Neon's neck into the ground-

Ahuizotl: And there's a very sloppy looking Corkscrew Neckbreaker, but it looked effective regardless!

Garble: Not bad for a guy that's half asleep! WOW. I NEVER would've expected this out of Hughbert Jelbush! It looks like what Vultarian and Overdrive said really DID light a fire under him!

-Hughbert gets to his feet, smiling a bit as he looks to Overdrive and Vultarian for approval. What he gets is the stunned looks of them both, which is satisfactory enough for him-

(And here's the swinging neckbreaker, or rolling neckbreaker in some cases, for those wondering: idotgyazodotcom/76d292dfe2685d514646eff45a68f631dotgif )

-2 minutes later-

-Hughbert lifts Neon up and places him to where he's facing away from the ring, his butt on the top turnbuckle pad. He then begins climbing up after him-

Garble: I… I don't know about this… This could be too much too soon!

Ahuizotl: Hey, Hughbert needs to go up top at SOME point. If he succeeds, it'll only instill more confidence in him.

Garble: I get that, but… If he DOES fail, it could end in DISASTER.

-Hughbert is VERY groggy as he now stands on the top rope. He shakes his head, trying his best to focus, as he lifts Neon up from behind-

Ahuizotl: Whoa, whoa! He's got Neon Lights in the air! Could he be looking for a Super Back Suplex?!

Garble: I think so! -he shuts his eyes- I can't watch!

-Hughbert soon falls off the top rope, bringing Neon down with him as BOTH of their backs collide with the canvas-

Ahuizotl: MAN! What a hard impact those two men just had!

Garble: I'll be damned, 'Zotl! He did it! Hughbert Jelbush successfully nailed a SUPER Back Suplex!

Crowd: HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT! HUGH-BERT!

Ahuizotl: This crowd's cheering him on! Can Hughbert Jelbush capitalize, and pick up what would be a MAJOR singles victory?! A LIFE ALTERING victory?!

-25 seconds past, and while Neon Lights has begun to stir, Hughbert Jelbush still hasn't moved an inch-

Garble: Uhh… Is something wrong?

-The camera zooms in on Hughbert's face, revealing that his eyes are closed shut-

Garble: WHAT?! Did… DID HE FALL ASLEEP?!

Ahuizotl: Oh for the love of...HOW?! Was… Was it the collision with the mat off of the suplex? Did that knock him out, or… Or did he pass out before he even hit the mat?!

Garble: I have no earthly idea, but Neon Lights is getting to his feet, and his opponent appears to be down for the count!

-Neon turns around, looking at Hughbert with a "what the hell" look on his face. Everything soon makes sense to him, as he groans loudly-

Neon: -he shouts at the referee- This is ridiculous, man! -The referee just shrugs at him, as there's nothing he can do- Dammit…-he puts his hands on his hips as he turns to Overdrive and Vultarian- You guys still have some work to do. You're off to a nice start, but you've gotta get him to where shit like this is will always be prevented. -he smiles- Until that time comes, I'll be waiting…-Vultarian and Overdrive share a look with each other that shows that they're in agreement. Neon turns around and lowers himself down to the mat, gently covering Hughbert, so as to not disturb him-

Ahuizotl: And a very delicate cover by Neon Lights…

*1….2….3!* -some of the fans cheer, but most are saddened that Hughbert wasn't able to pull it off-

Garble: Damn… Looks like The Scavengers still have a long way to go with their friend Hughbert.

Madden: Here is YOOOOUUUURRRR WIIIIINNEEEEERRRR… NEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON.. LLLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHTS!

Ahuizotl: Hughbert did everything right, up until the very end. He showed fire. He showed confidence. He even showed signs of a new and improved competitor. But it was also very clear that there was a lot of room for improvement. He looked clumsy. He was out of breath after a couple of moves. And it was plain to see that the physical strain of his first match in a while proved to be too much for him to handle.

Garble: He gave it his best, though. He really did. And for that, my hat's off to him. As you said, he showed a lot of promise. Vultarian and Overdrive just need to work out those kinks. Point out his strengths, and improve on his weaknesses. Little by little, new life will be inhaled into his career.

Neon: -leaning down to the snoozing Hughbert, a smile on his face- You gave it your best shot, bro. I can't fault you for that. Next time we meet…-he nods- You'll be ready.

Ahuizotl: A big vote of confidence from Neon Lights, and I know our audience feels the same way.

Garble: So do I. I'm completely behind Hughbert, man. Tonight was just the beginning. A sign of great things to come for Hughbert Jelbush. I just want to know… Can we see what took Hughbert out of this match, possibly at a better angle?

-A replay of the Super Back Suplex is shown, but from the angle of a cameraman that was outside the ring, directly below Hughbert and Neon. This cameraman got a great shot of Hughbert's face, which shows that, as soon as he lifted Neon up for the suplex, his eyes slowly shut-

Garble: ARE YOU… ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! HE… HE FELL ASLEEP RIGHT WHEN HE WAS ABOUT TO HIT THE MOVE! In fact, him falling asleep MADE him fall! It's the reason he DID execute the move! Just… THE HELL!?

Ahuizotl: It was an extremely weird turn of events. Hughbert dozed off on the top rope, which led to he and Neon collapsing down to the mat. Hughbert lost this match with his OWN move.

Garble: Actually, it was his damn body shutting down on him that cost him this match! I suppose he exerted himself to the point of dozing off… I take everything I said back… There's no hope for Hughbert Jelbush…

Ahuizotl: Aww, come on, now. Don't be like that. We're only in the early stages. It'll just take time.

Garble: You shut up! I don't want to hear from you! I just saw the stupidest finish to a match! Not even slipping on jelly, or diving into a balloon can top THIS fucking fiasco!

Ahuizotl: It is certainly one of the more… Interesting ways we've seen a match come to a close, but with more fine tuning, Hughbert Jelbush will be a whole new competitor, even greater than he used to be.

Garble: It's going to be interesting to see things play out from here on out. Vultarian and Overdrive don't need to be told that they've got their work cut out for them. They're well aware, and I think they're up for the challenge.

-Overdrive lifts Hughbert up off the mat and begins to carry him in his arms, sighing in realization that Hughbert is FAR from ready for this level of competition. He and Vultarian begin walking to the back, with the crowd cheering and applauding Hughbert and his efforts as we head to a commercial-

-The first thing we hear upon the return from the break is the sound of The Wythyst Family's intro, followed by a "DEH." The lights then return to the arena, presenting to us the sight of Adagio Dazzle, sitting in Amay Wythyst's rocking chair in the middle of the ring. The crowd OHHHs loudly at the sight, as Sonata stands behind Adagio on her left, and Aria on her right-

Ahuizotl: Whoooaaa...I never thought I'd be seeing something like this! 3MB still has possession of Amay Wythyst's BELOVED rocking chair!

Garble: And that certainly isn't The Wythyst Family in the ring…

Adagio: -smirking, as she puts her microphone close to her mouth, rocking ever-so-gently in the chair- Were you guys expecting someone else? -she chuckles- Yeah, we figured… This must be one hell of a scene, huh? Everyone's so used to Amay Wythyst being the only one to sit in this rocking chair. You guys remember how, in our interview with Ahuizotl a few weeks back, people started calling us "nuts," "crazy" after we picked our feud with The Wythyst Family back up? Well we fired back with "you ain't seen NOTHIN' yet!" -loud cheers follow-

Aria: And once again, after last Monday, those same Tweets started piling up again. People were losing their minds over the fact that we had looted this chair; we STOLE IT right out from under Amay's nose!

Adagio: And WHY did we do it? Very simple… Mind games. Everyone knows Amay Wythyst to be The Queen, The MASTER of Mind Games. So what better way to get back at her for all the times she's had us frightened? By using her own tricks AGAINST her.

Aria: And what was the result of our little scheme?

Sonata: Amay was left a sobbing MESS in this ring! Just like those times she forced tears out of MY eyes.

Adagio: And all those instances when Aria and I woke up in the middle of the night after enduring some terrible nightmares. We couldn't stop the tears, no matter how hard we tried. Dark, depressing thoughts clouded our minds…

Aria: But now at last, we've gotten our revenge. All the sleepless nights… All the moments we were on the verge of giving up… The multitude of insults, and the taunting… It's all led to this.

Adagio: Contrary to what Amay Wythyst has been telling us all, last week PROVED… That she is NO monster. She is human, just like all of us. Monsters don't cry. They don't know HOW to cry. They're UNABLE to cry. But the gals and I? We pulled the curtain back, and far beyond all the intimidation, the fear and the illusions… We saw Amay for what she TRULY is. A scared little girl, trying to put on an act; trying to stay strong for her Brother Avery. -she begins to rub the left arm of the chair with her hand- And this… Is what this rocking chair represents to Amay. Her dear, cherished Brother Avery.

Aria: Whatever he taught Amay… Whatever relationship they had is irrelevant. We don't really give a damn. Because of that man, we've been targeted by this maniac for the past few months. Our lives have just about been RUINED! -she brings her head up, looking straight into the camera with a devilish smirk on her face- ….And we're not going to STOP, until we effectively RUIN the life… Of AMAY WYTHYST. -the crowd OHHHHHs, as they're not sure how to take that-

Garble: Good freaking luck with that…

Adagio: That's right…-she turns around in the chair, picking up a trash bag that was lying next to Sonata's feet- Now, we're sure you've all noticed this garbage bag by now.

Crowd: WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG? WHAT'S IN THE BAG?

Adagio: -she chuckles- Oh, you're about to find out, and I think you're going to enjoy it. If we were in a good mood, we would've stuffed an electric guitar in there, and we'd play you all a song. But we're not in a good mood, despite achieving the goal we set for ourselves last week. Nah, we're not going to be happy, until we can put THIS baby to good use…-Adagio reaches inside the trash bag, and pulls out…-

Ahuizotl: That… THAT'S A DAMN CHAINSAW!

-The crowd OHHHHs like crazy at the sight of a chainsaw, of all things-

Garble: WHY THE HELL DO THEY HAVE A CHAINSAW?! How did arena security let them get through with that?!

Aria: -she puts a hand up peacefully, trying to calm everyone down- Now, nobody be alarmed… This IS a real chainsaw, but it will NOT leave this ring. We assure you.

Sonata: Nope! -she shakes her head cutely- We're not THAT crazy!

Adagio: If you ask us… We're not crazy at ALL. If we seem that way one bit, it's only because we've spent these past few months running from, and then battling a group of women who have stopped at NOTHING to try and tear us apart from each other. That does a lot to a person, both physically AND mentally. But crazy, deranged we are not. We're just out for REVENGE. Revenge against The ENTIRE Wythyst Family. Stealing this chair was just phase one of the eventual gathering of retribution. We've got TWO more phases to get through.

Sonata: One we're about to put into motion very soon, but first, let's talk about the final phase, which will go down this Sunday at Boiling Point.

Aria: You all know the deal by now. At Boiling Point, The Wythyst Family and 3MB are going to confront each other in a No Holds Barred Match. -the crowd cheers wildly- Yeeeeaaah! We're over the moon about it, too! We can't wait to let loose on those girls! NO RULES, NO RESTRICTIONS. It's going to be INTENSE, like a Mosh Pit!

Adagio: And the match type perfectly encapsulates what you need to do in order to conquer The Wythyst Family. You can't restrain yourself. You need to go BALLS TO THE WALL, and pull out whatever tricks you've got. The Wythyst Family sure won't go easy on you, and so you can't afford to do the same. We'll need every advantage over them that we can get, whether it be physically or psychologically. And THAT… Is where THIS baby comes in…-she holds the chainsaw up in her hands, the crowd cheering profusely-

Sonata: -looks enamored with the item- Ooh, ooh! Can I hold it? Please let me hold it!

-Aria swipes her hands away quickly, before she can even lay a finger on it-

Aria: ABSOLUTELY NOT. You think we're going to trust you with something as hazardous as a CHAINSAW in your hands?! You can't even baste the Turkey at Thanksgiving without jamming one of your fingers!

Sonata: Hehe…-she blushes nervously as she tucks her hands behind her back- Guilty as charged…

Adagio: -stepping out of the chair, and walking behind it, where she stands between Aria and Sonata- Last week… We made Amay bawl, and all we did was steal this rocking chair. Just IMAGINE the kind of damage we'd be doing to her psyche if we, saaayyy… SAWED THE THING INTO WOODCHIPS. -the crowd OHHHHHs like crazy-

Ahuizotl: WHAT?! There's no way!

Garble: I KNOW THEY DON'T HAVE THE GUTS TO DO THAT! Stealing the chair is ONE thing, but DESTROYING it?! NO! NO WAY!

Adagio: Don't act so surprised, guys. When it comes to people as unmerciful as Amay Wythyst, you can't give them ANY mercy back!

Aria: We've got to get a leg up on her, Harper and Rowan in any way we can, so why not just dismantle their most prized possession? We'll turn everything except the legs into sawdust. We'll cut the legs off for sure, but we won't annihilate them. Instead, we'll take them with us to Boiling Point, and just before the bell rings to signal the start of our match, we'll lay the legs down on the middle of the ring in a straight line. This line will represent the battle lines between us and The Wythyst Family being draw.

Sonata: We'll see if those Wythysts still have the backbone to CROSS that battle line after what we're about to do to their precious rocking chair!

Aria: Rev it up, 'Dagi!

-Adagio nods with a grin as she starts up the chainsaw. It begins making a loud whirring noise, as Adagio sticks her tongue out and presses her top teeth down on it in delight-

Garble: Well, it's certainly a real chainsaw, that's for sure…

Ahuizotl: Are they REALLY going to go through with this, though?! I just CAN'T see it happening!

-Adagio begins to slowly lower the saw to the portion of the rocking chair known as the "curved back," as indicated by this photo: idotgyazodotcom/ca5672fdf7c52cae21d4e9fd76869765dotpng (So basically where people rest the back of their heads against.) Just before the blades of the chainsaw touch the curved back, we are met with another dose of a very familiar intro, as the crowd immediately begins a cheer-fest-

*DEH!*

Garble: Ohhhh MAN! The lights are out again!

Ahuizotl: And 3MB are already in the ring, so that means the other piece of this puzzle has just been appointed!

-The intro's audio plays again, as well with the footage that goes along with it-

*DEH!*

-Immediately after, the lights return to the arena, and the camera is zoomed in on the eerily creepy grin of Amay Wythyst, who is sitting in her rocking chair, with the blades of the chainsaw a couples of inches above her fedora. The crowd both cheers and winces at how close the saw is to slashing open her headwear-

Aria: OH SHIT! -all three members of 3MB jump back in shock at Amay's sudden appearance-

Garble: AHHH! THAT'S… THAT'S FUCKING TERRIFYING!

Ahuizotl: THAT CHAINSAW WAS DANGLING JUST INCHES ABOVE FROM HER HEAD! THIS WOMAN IS PSYCHO! SHE'S OFF THE HINGES!

-Adagio quickly turns the chainsaw off, dropping it against the mat as Amay tilts her head up, looking up at Adagio with that same creepy grin-

Amay: Thew! That was a close shave, my friend. Although, for future reference, I only asked for a little bit off the top to be removed. -Amay giggles unstably as she gets up from the rocking chair, Harper and Rowan standing behind her menacingly. 3MB are able to get their composure back-

Garble: How could you NOT be TERRIFIED of an image like that?!

Crowd: THAT WAS CREE-PY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS CREE-PY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS CREE-PY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS CREE-PY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS CREE-PY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS CREE-PY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS CREE-PY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS CREE-PY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS CREE-PY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THAT WAS CREE-PY! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Amay: -her lip begins to quiver in anger as she grabs a hold of the top of her rocking chair. She then lifts it up, turns it around in mid-air, and slides it over to her side of the ring- I believe THIS… Belooongs to ME. -the crowd cheers ferociously as Amay sits down in her chair for the first time in over a week-

Ahuizotl: Amay Wythyst, has been RE-INTRODUCED to her rocking chair!

Garble: What a touching reunion…

Amay: You girls can hiiiide it, all you want… But I detected a bit of UNEASINESS, on your faces, when the lights returned. I've got eyes, in the BACK OF MY HEAD, man! I saw you three jump back! And perhaps it was instinctively, but it just goes to show… That FEAR… Never truly slumbers…-she chuckles- And see… I know the truth about you, 3MB… I've ALWAYS preached the truth! -she points at them- You're all LIVING IN FEAR. You declare, that your nightmares have ended. And maybe they have. But every day, you are persisting through a never-ending horror! Nightmares… Aren't just reserved for when you sleep. The world is a revolving, unforgiving, callous ordeal! Where every direction you turn, you're barraged with promises and people who pretend to give a damn about who you are and what you do! And when you least expect it, those promises are unkept, and the people you thought you could trust more than anybody, wind up hurting you the most! Happiness turns into grief. Blessings turn into obstacles. Friends turn into foes. And a world you once thought was filled with hope and delight, turns into an abyss infused with sorrow and despair that swallows you in, and engulfs you. Thus is the world we inhabit. And thus, is why you three sought to plunder… MY ABSOLUTION…-she looks up in the air, where The Hope Springs Eternal contract once hung from- That which would have given ALL of this -she gestures around the entire arena- to ME! To The Wythyst Family! And as if that wasn't deplorable enough… You abducted my… My most BELOVED belonging… The only thing I have to remember my Brother Avery by! You have NO IDEA… What this rocking chair means to me…. You have not an inkling of a clue what Brother Avery MEANS TO ME! You've fulfilled all these stunts… You wanted to eviscerate my artifact… You want to VANQUISH… Me and my sisters, because you suspect that with all that out of the picture, your world will be serene once more. -she chuckles, before he face turns grim- FOOLS! When you… When you took this rocking chair, which I know as Brother Avery's throne… You took EVERYTHING from me. -she puts a hand on her heart- You awoken… A TRUE monster! One that CANNOT be subdued! DO YOU HEAR ME?! You think a CHAINSAW can stop me?! You think that's all it's gonna take to destroy everything that Harper, that Rowan, that I and Brother Avery have assembled?! There is NO BLADE, sharp enough, to extinguish the FLAMES OF OUR WRATH! ...You touched on… All this being a result, of a longing for avengement. But as I've told you… I… Am a harbinger of veracity! (truth) You're not partaking in all these acts to get revenge, no, no. It's because you're AFRAID… Afraid of me, and afraid of the power that Brother Avery's wish bestows to me! And you're under the impression that completing all these "phases" you spoke of, will bring all of your fear, and your worries to an end.

Adagio: Think that if you want, Amay. We've got no reason to lie. These people know the horrors you three have put as through. You spared NO details about the struggles we shared before our first matchup with each other the three of you have put us through. We've spared NO details on the struggles we shared before our first matchup against each other.

Amay: -chuckles- Oh, giiirls… You've got it all wrong! I'm not depicting you as liars. You might not even be aware of it, but your fear of me is still very much alive right now. Let me inquire about something… You tried to rid me of the only thing in life that keeps me afloat! The only thing that lets me know that Brother Avery is always with me? Ain't you girls got anything like that? Something you could never bare to part with?

Do you girls have anything in your life that comforts you? Something that you cannot live without? Something that, on the subject of fear, makes the distress dissipate?

Aria: Why, yes, actually. We do. It's EACH OTHER. -the crowd cheers heavily at that answer, as Amay shakes her head, giggling- You're out here, complaining about how we took some automatic title shot from you. How we stole your rocking chair from you, and nearly sawed it into SMITHEREENS. Yeah, we DID do all that. And regardless of what you think, it is NOT because we're frightened by you. It's a little thing called "payback," Amay! We are SISTERS. We are FAMILY. We ARE inseparable. And what did you try to do a few months ago? You tried to tear us apart. You nearly separated us for GOOD! So as far as we're concerned, we were totally in the right for robbing you of that briefcase. And you're DAMN RIGHT we were about to saw that rocking chair in half!

Sonata: -she nods with an angry glare on her face- You tried to take everything from US, so we tried to take everything from YOU. An eye for an eye. And now you know what it feels like to nearly have everything slip out of your fingers. Now you understand what it feels like to be in OUR shoes!

Amay: -she bursts out cackling, and continues to do so for a long time- YOU GIIIIIRLS! You girls have brought joy to my heart that has been long overdue… These last few months with the three of you have been simply SPLENDID! -her laughter stops, however, and her expression changes to one of agitation- But in spite of all of that… No. No I do not know what it feels like to be in your wretched shoes… I would not WANT to walk amongst the dirt in your shoes, because 3MB… You… You are the epitome… Of everything I LOATHE… About this world. These characters, that you love to play so much? Well they may just that… Characters… But the way I see it? In order to play a part, or a role, you have to EMBRACE the character you're playing with EVERY fiber of your being! In YOUR case, however, you girls actually WANTED to be rockstars. You weren't saddled with this role… You CHOSE it! Out of EVERYTHING you could think of, the three of you wished to be rockstars. That says a lot to me… And, since you wanted to be a rockstar so bad, that tells me that you would LOVE to live the life that a rockstar does… Right? You want to BE rockstars! And do you know what rockstars represent? The limelight… The fancy cars… The REEEED CARPEEET! -she chuckles- And how much? How much, is it gonna take, for you to SATISFY this little craving, this… OBSESSION… You have with FAME? -3MB and the crowd are completely silent, as Amay cackles, before something else Aria said gets to her, turning her demeanor sour- And as for what you spouted out about how this all began, I've been through this time and time again! I tried to, and I NEED to terminate both your relationship, AND yourselves, because it would make Brother Avery HAPPY. It would make him PROUD. But I suppose I underestimated the bond you girls have. -chuckles- Well that's fine. Since I couldn't rupture you from within your foundation… I suppose I'll just have to gather you together, like a herd of lambs, and SLAUGHTER you all at once! Since your relationship means so much to you girls, allow me to give you the privilege of being MASSACRED as a group!

-Adagio steps forward, and leans down to meet eye-to-eye with Amay. Sonata and Aria stand to her sides, glaring up at Harper and Rowan-

Adagio: The girls and I know FULL-WELL that we're not going to come out of Boiling Point unscathed. There's going to be bumps. There's going to be bruises. You may even bloody us up. But believe us when we tell you that you're going to get all of the same. Not only that… YOU'RE going to be the ones who get massacred. And instead of playing the role of lambs, that's going to be on YOU three, while WE'RE going to be the Judas goats that lead YOU to the slaughter! -loud cheers follow-

Amay: -smirking at Adagio's boldness in looking at her in the eye- Here we are, girls… Together… Tangled in this moment, in the little spider's web… And I just want you, to not be… Afraid, my children. I do not wish, to see you suffer. I'm just.. Gonna put you DOOOWN. On the forthcoming Sabbath, my little rockstars… Are going to play… Their swan song. -Amay chuckles, as she holds her arms out, but does not look up. Rather, she gazes into the eyes of Aria, Sonata and Adagio- FOLLOOOOOW… The buzzards.

*DEH!*

-The lights go out for a brief period, and when they return, all three members of The Wythyst Family, as well as the rocking chair, are gone. The crowd is cheering emphatically at what they thought was a terrific segment-

Garble: Haunting words from Amay Wythyst, but once again, 3MB did not back down, and they gave Amay, Harper and Rowan some chilling promises of their own.

Ahuizotl: I do believe, this Sunday at Boiling Point, we WILL witness a massacre. But it will not be one-sided. I think all six women are going to be dealt a SENSELESS amount of punishment. The winning team, however, will be the trio that still has enough breath in their bodies left to stand tall, and walk away from this final torment with their sanity, and their sisters' lives still in tact.

-We go to yet another commercial as 3MB clasp hands and take a bow, the crowd applauding them for keeping their cool and not backing down against the likes of The Wythyst Family-

-We return to Monday Night Lunacy with the intro to "All My Life" by Foo Fighters, which earns many a cheer from the crowd-

Garble: It's main event time on Monday Night Lunacy! And here comes a team that's looking to rise through the ranks of the tag team division.

Madden: The followiiing TAG TEAM conteeest, is scheduuuled foooor OOOOONE FAAAAAALL! Making their way to the ring… Accompaniiied, byyy HUUUUGHBEEEERT.. JEEEEEELBUUUUSH! At a COMBINED WEIGHT, of 456 POOOOUNDS… VUUUUULTAAAARIIIIAAAAN… AAAAAND OOOOOOOOOOVEEEEEERRRRRRDRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE, THHHEEEE CYYYYBERNEEEEETIIIIIC.. SCAAAAAAVEEEENGEEEERRRRS!

Ahuizotl: Here's a team that's really impressed over the past month. This time one month ago, The Cybernetic Scavengers defeated both the current Carnage Champion, and the number one contender to that title, Thunderlane in tag team action.

Garble: And while they haven't been able to chalk up another win since that night, they showed a lot of heart in their match last week, even after Turf left ringside, and Hughbert went to sleep.

Ahuizotl: It was a tremendous effort put forth by these gentlemen. But today, they won't have an unwilling partner like Turf, nor a sleep-obsessed one like Hughbert. He WILL be in their corner, but Overdrive and Vultarian will have just TWO opponents to worry about, so they'll be able to focus a lot more.

-Hughbert yawns as he takes a place at ringside, while Overdrive and Vultarian step into the ring, preparing for their opponents-

-"Devious" by Dale Oliver quickly turns the cheers to boos-

Madden: Aaaaand THEIR OPPONENTS! Accompaniiied, byyy FLEEEEEEUR DE LIIIIIS! At a COMBINED WEIGHT, of 479 POOOOUNDS… FAAAAANCY PAAAAAANTS, aaand GUUUSTAAAAVE LE GRAAAAAND… EEEEEEEGOOOOOO!

Garble: And there's no better team to test yourself against than the former, and very FIRST Combo of Carnage Champions, EGO.

Ahuizotl: I stand corrected a little bit. Vultarian and Overdrive only have two opponents they'll be facing, but they still have to contend with Fleur De Lis, who has helped Fancy Pants and Gustave sustain MANY a victory as a team.

Garble: She's as dangerous as she is beautiful, and if The Scavengers aren't careful, she'll cost them a victory. And she'll have no trouble doing the same to The Vaudevillians at Boiling Point.

Ahuizotl: The Vaudevillians say they have a special plan for eliminating Fleur De Lis from the matchup. Hopefully it's a good one, because Fleur De Lis is very hard to get ahold of.

-Fancy and Gustave enter the ring as Fleur teases her hair on the outside-

Ahuizotl: Every tag team, whether it be in the female or male division, aspires to be tag team Champions. Well EGO has already accomplished that feat. And now, they're looking to take back the top spot they once had a deathgrip on.

Crowd: CY-BER-NE-TIC SCA-VEN-GERS! CY-BER-NE-TIC SCA-VEN-GERS! CY-BER-NE-TIC SCA-VEN-GERS! CY-BER-NE-TIC SCA-VEN-GERS! CY-BER-NE-TIC SCA-VEN-GERS! CY-BER-NE-TIC SCA-VEN-GERS! CY-BER-NE-TIC SCA-VEN-GERS! CY-BER-NE-TIC SCA-VEN-GERS! CY-BER-NE-TIC SCA-VEN-GERS! CY-BER-NE-TIC SCA-VEN-GERS! CY-BER-NE-TIC SCA-VEN-GERS!

Garble: The Predator and The PC have got the crowd fully behind them. Let's see if that helps lead them to victory.

Main Event: The Cybernetic Scavengers w/ Hughbert Jelbush vs EGO w/ Fleur De Lis

-6 minutes later-

-Overdrive lifts Fancy Pants up into the air, holding him high above his head-

Ahuizotl: And here is where the innate strength of The Steel City Stalwart comes into play!

-Fancy Pants is able to wriggle his way out of Overdrive's gasp and land safely behind him, where he lands a well-placed kick into the metallic hamstring of Overdrive-

Garble: And Fancy Pants, utilizing his own strength, but in the form of a powerful boot!

-Overdrive instinctively grabs at the back of his leg as Fancy Pants places him in the Cobra Clutch-

Ahuizotl: Million Dollar Dream! The Million Dollar Dream is cinched in!

-Fancy then lifts Overdrive up by his neck and SLAMS him down into the mat back-first, while he himself lands on his belly-

Garble: And he turns it into Elite Execution! Cobra Clutch slam by Fancy Pants!

-Fancy then crawls into a cover, hooking Overdrive's leg-

*1…..2…-Overdrive is able to kick out, which causes Fancy Pants to curl his upper lip in frustration-

Garble: But that WON'T be enough to shut down Overdrive's database!

-Fleur De Lis bangs on the apron outside the ring, as she too is irritated-

-7 minutes later-

-Overdrives grabs Gustave, who is rushing towards him. Overdrive places one arm between Gustave's legs and reaches over Gustave's shoulder with the other arm. Then, he spins Gustave over onto their back while keeping him horizontal across Overdrive's body. As Gustave falls to the mat, Overdrive falls face-down on top of him- (Randy Orton uses this same move regularly: gyazodotcom/e7114cfc28fe8877aa778891b7bb75d3 )

Ahuizotl: Snap Scoop Powerslam! Overdrive used all of Gustave's momentum to take him down to the canvas!

-The crowd is cheering loudly as Overdrive exits the ring and heads up to the top rope. As he is doing so, boos begin to fill the arena as Hughbert, who is standing at the bottom of the ramp; stretching as he watches his close in on victory, is clobbered in the back of the head and immediately knocked to the floor-

Garble: WHAT IN THE WORLD?! DWIGHT DAWSON NEARLY RAN OVER HUGHBERT!

Ahuizotl: And there's Xavier Kendrick, and Bill Nyeker, who I'm SURE is the mastermind behind this attack, grinning like the damn Cheshire Cat!

-Dawson looks down at Hughbert with contempt, as Kendrick and Nyeker crowd around Hughbert, who is face-down on the floor-

Nyeker: COME ON, MR. JELBUSH! SHOW THE CLASS THAT ENERGY THAT'S LOCATED DEEP WITHIN YOU! GET UP AND DO SOMETHING WITH YOUR LIFE, YOU UNPRODUCTIVE SLUG!

-Little do they know, as they are mocking Hughbert, Vultarian is running off the ropes. As he approaches the front of the ring, he grabs onto the top rope with both hands and propels himself over, twisting his body in mid-air as he crashes into Dawson, Kendrick AND Nyeker, creating a pile of bodies on the floor, along with himself and Hughbert- (example: idotgyazodotcom/2d39d303c0ea360aeba36ce012b25b21dotgif )

Ahuizotl: -as the crowd is ELECTRIC- AND VULTARIAN, TAKES OUT ALL OF THE SUBSTITUTES OF SALVATION!

Garble: Slingshot Corkscrew Plancha, which even laid out The Bird of Prey himself! They're all sprawled out next to Hughbert!

Ahuizotl: And in the ring, Overdrive is poised to take flight himself!

-Overdrive smiles, as he watched that scene unfold. Once he brings his attention back to Gustave, though, Gustave has brought himself back to his feet, and has lunged up onto the middle rope, where he smashes his head into Overdrive's-

Ahuizotl: And a debilitating headbutt to the chrome dome of Overdrive!

-Gustave quickly rushes over and tags in Fancy Pants, who enters the ring, walks over, and climbs up to the second rope. Once up there, Fancy lifts Overdrive up into a suplex position, before calmly walking down to the mat, with Overdrive still in the air. Fancy walks over to Gustave, who has been waiting patiently. Fancy lowers Overdrive's legs onto Gustave's shoulders before Fancy twists Overdrive down to the mat, Gustave helping drive his legs into the mat himself- (If you forgot what this looked like since the last time they used it, which was three weeks ago, here you go: gyazodotcom/f13448ed235fb7175b2090b6e11edcde )

Garble: Cream of The Crop! Gustave rolls out of the ring! Vultarian is still scattered along the pile of bodies outside the ring!

-Fancy hooks both of Overdrive's legs with just one arm, as the referee drops to the mat-

*1…...2…..3!* -Fleur De Lis happily claps, as the fans are anything BUT happy. Gustave rolls back into the ring as Fancy Pants sits on the mat, grinning widely-

Ahuizotl: Dammit! The Cybernetic Scavengers have had another win STOLEN from them!

Madden: Here are YOOOOUUUURRRR WIIIINNEEERRRRS… EEEEEEEEEEEGOOOOOOOOOOO!

-Fleur shoos the referee away as she gets in-between her men and raises both of their hands, much to the audience's dismay-

Garble: You ain't lying, 'Zotl… Last week, it was Hughbert, who was acting in his sleep, who unfortunately pushed Overdrive off the top rope, which led to Snips and Snails hitting their double-team. And now THIS week, Bill Nyeker orchestrated the entire thing! He had Dwight Dawson, a 350 pound man SMASH into Hughbert, which caused Vultarian to take immediate action. Overdrive couldn't help but watch in worry, and as he brought his focus back to the ring, Gustave was off the mat, and in a matter of seconds, Overdrive was the one who was flat on the mat.

Ahuizotl: How unfortunate… Two weeks in a row, and The Cybernetic Scavengers have been denied a very big win. A win that could help them reach the top of the tag team division. I have a feeling The Substitutes of Salvation are going to regret both harming Hughbert, as well as costing Vultarian and Overdrive this match! -sigh- ...But when it comes to EGO, they've secured another victory en route to Boiling Point.

Garble: Two wins for EGO, and two for The Vaudevillians. That puts them on level playing field. But just ONE team can be dominant over the other, and we're going to learn which team that is-

-Just then, The Vaudevillians music hits, without the usual intro. This immediately sours the mood of EGO, as their happiness turns to bitterness. The crowd is going wild as EGO turns to the stage-

Ahuizotl: Oh, what is this?

Garble: Don't act like you don't know, 'Zotl! It's THE VAUDEVILLIANS!

-Aiden and Simon walk out onto the stage, each carrying microphones like you would carry a wineglass. They are smiling as the crowd clap along to their entrance theme. Aiden stands with the hand that isn't holding the microphone tucked behind his back-

Ahuizotl: I know who they are. I'm just wondering why they've made their way out here.

Crowd: OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH! OH MY GOTCH!

Simon: Ladies and gentlemen, if we could have your attention for JUST one moment…

Aiden: -smirking- We have an announcement concerning our plan for-

-Aiden is interrupted as Fleur De Lis points at herself, saying "I'll handle this" to her boys as she exits the ring before hopping off the apron-

Aiden: ...What are you doing?

Garble: Yeah, what IS she doing? I want to hear what their announcement is!

Simon: -as Fleur begins casually sauntering up the ramp- MADAM. You would be wise not to exploit your female privilege and stroll up that walkway. -the crowd OHHHs-

Aiden: -he points a finger at Fleur- We've been down this road before…

Simon: -he is shaking his head profusely- Do not… DON'T.

Aiden: You are NOT saved by the bells, Ms. De Lis, you CAN'T come up here.

Simon: You do NOT get to… Don't you DARE!

Aiden: Not this again PLEASEEEE…-Fleur soon makes it to the top of the stage, and is standing right in front of The Vaudevillians- We TRIED to be gentlemen...

Fleur: You tried to be gentlemen? -Aiden nods, which isn't the reaction Fleur wasn't, which she proves by laying a thick slap against his cheek. One that makes the whole crowd wince in pain. Aiden scowls in complete fury, as his partner soon follows, but the slap Fleur gifts to Simon is even MORE vicious and loud!-

Garble: -as the crowd OHHHHHs at both slaps- JESUS CHRIST! Are… Are they BLEEDING?!

Ahuizotl: No, no they aren't. But I'd be surprised if a tooth or two wasn't broken! That sounded like a damn loaded gun going off in The Asylum!

-Fleur smirks as she shakes her hand, turning around and beginning to walk back down the ramp-

Garble: That even stung Fleur's HAND! I wouldn't wish slaps like that on my worst ENEMY!

Aiden: ….AS WE WERE SAYING…-the crowd OHHHs, as they realize that may not have been the best course of action. These words stop Fleur at the mid-way point of the ramp. She slowly turns around, facing The Vaudevillians once again-

Garble: NO, Aiden… NO!

Aiden: This Sunday, at The Sublime Symposium, -Fleur begins fast-walking up the ramp- we have…-Aiden gets cut off by another ultra fierce slap at the hands (or in this case, just one hand) of Fleur De Lis. Simon gets the same immediately after, as the force turns his head almost completely to the left-

Ahuizotl: STOP, GUYS! ENOUGH! JUST LEAVE US GUESSING!

Garble: Yeah! Just let the suspense build up! There's no need to put yourselves through this kind of torture!

-Fleur slowly back-pedals down the ramp, giving The Vaudevillians the death glare as she does so. Simon is looking down at Fleur with gritted teeth, while Aiden can't help but smirk. He points at her, mouthing the words "just you wait…"-

Garble: So, I guess we're not going to be hearing that announcement tonight…

Ahuizotl: It appears not. I don't even think Aiden or Simon can't TALK after those HELLACIOUS blows to the cheeks! And if they DO try to speak, Fleur De Lis will just cut them off again with MORE blows to the face!

-Fleur now stands right by the ring, with Gustave and Fancy grinning from ear-to-ear as they are looking over the top rope, just above her-

Fleur: -as EGO's theme begins to play- Aww…-she mockingly rubs her cheek with the hand she used to slap Aiden and Simon-

Ahuizotl: I swear, that woman is ICE COLD. She has ice cold water running through her veins! We may as well call her The Mistress of Misery!

-Fleur does the "shoo" gesture at The Vaudevillians-

Garble: Only six more days until The Vaudevillians unleash this "secret weapon" of theirs to combat Fleur De Lis.

Ahuizotl: Aiden English and Simon Gotch are FUMING! Whoever they have in mind, I can only imagine the looks of sheer bliss on their faces when that certain someone reprimands Ms. Fleur De Lis!

Garble: I think we're ALL looking forward to that moment. All of us except Gustave, Fancy Pants and Fleur De Lis, that is.

-We go to commercial with the image of Fleur De Lis raising her hand up towards Fancy and Gustave. Fancy begins rubbing the back of her hand, while Gustave rubs the palm in an attempt to make it feel better after that brutal series of slaps-

Ahuizotl: Welcome back to Monday Night Lunacy, everyone. -another loud sigh escapes from his lips- And as if this night couldn't get any worse, look who is currently in the ring…

-Star Swirlinaitis is shown to be standing in the ring, same toothy grin on his face as usual. In front of him lies a large table, covered up with black cloth-

Swirlinaitis: My name…-the crowd is ALREADY booing- Is Mr. Star Swirlinaitis. I am The EXECUTIVE.. Vice President.. Of Talent Relations. With Boiling Point less than a week away, The General Manager of Monday Night Lunacy has instructed me to oversee tonight's contract signing, so that she may focus on planning Sunday's pay per view. Ms. Luna is once again looking out for ALL of you. She wants to make sure everything is in tip-top condition, so that you terrific fans can be given the best quality show imaginable! -the crowd boos, showing that they're not endeared by Luna's benevolence- Now… With that out of the way… The Crater Chick Championship has been making headlines all around the world, and rightly so. And the match, that I'm about to make official in a moment, will surely continue that trend. So with that being said, I would love to introduce to you.. The Number One Contender, for The Crater Chick Championship… Turf! -Swirlinaitis gestures to the stage, as Turf's theme music begins to play, eliciting a large amount of boos-

-Turf appears on the stage, wearing her signature Shutter Shades and jewelry around her neck and fists. Silver Spoon is standing next to her bestie, smirking. The two then perform their signature bestie handshake ( gyazodotcom/7faadfea85703ba2f406a74ec22a56e9 ) before they begin strutting down the ring-

Ahuizotl: Very interesting that Silver Spoon is going to be joining Turf in the ring. I suppose there's nothing against that, but I always figured these type of scenarios call for the two opponents to be present, and not any outside parties.

Garble: I'm just wondering… What is Silver Spoon carrying in her hand? It's like a… Some kind of white… Object… Help me out here, 'Zotl!

Ahuizotl: It was a nice try. Object is certainly a word that you could use to describe it. I'm not sure what it is, either. Maybe we'll find out as this gathering proceeds.

-Turf flaunts her "Legit" and "Boss" knuckle jewelry before she enters the ring. Swirlinaitis holds out his hand, which Turf reluctantly shakes before she and Silver Spoon walk over to the right end of the table (if you're looking at it from Swirlinaitis' perspective.) Silver Spoon lays the white object down on the table, as Turf slides her shades above her forehead-

Swirlinaitis: And now… Please welcome… The woman who has been responsible for a handful of tremendous matches since becoming Champion. The woman who has led The Crater Chick Championship to greater heights than it had ever previously reached. She's taken on ALL comers, no matter the circumstances, and has still managed to hold onto the gold with style and pizzazz. She is likely the greatest Champion The EWF has to offer right n-

Turf: -picking a microphone up off the table- ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT we get it, she's awesome! Enough already!

-Swirlinaitis weakly nods his heads, looking a little embarrassed that he let himself get so carried away-

Swirlinaitis: Here she is… Diamond Tiara!

-Unlike Turf's arrival, the crowd is completely behind Diamond Tiara as her theme music hits. She soon appears on the stage, thus intensifying the ovation she receives from the audience-

Garble: I really wish Swirlinaitis would've kept going, because Diamond Tiara really does deserve all of the praise you can think of.

Ahuizotl: I couldn't think of a Champion who has done more for the title they are holding than Diamond Tiara has. She has truly elevated the status of the belt since winning it back at Uprising.

Garble: Not only that, but she's elevated her game more and more with each title defense. And hell, she elevates the ability of whoever accepts her Open Challenge, because you need to put on a great showing when you're fighting for a title. Diamond's opponents have always done that, like what we saw earlier tonight with Sonia Flair, but it seems like Diamond always finds a different and unique way to retain her title.

-Diamond enters the ring, also reluctant to shake Swirlinaitis' hand, given who he's aligned with, but she does so anyway, so as to not stir up trouble. Diamond stands at the left end of the table, with Swirlinaitis in-between the two as Diamond has her belt lying against her shoulder-

Swirlinaitis: Now ladies… Once you sign this contract…-he gestures down at the table, where the contract is lying, waiting to be signed like the little whore that it is- On August the 12th at Boiling Point, it will be official that you, Turf…-he turns to Turf- Will face Diamond Tiara…-he turns to Diamond- For The Crater Chick Championship. -the crowd cheers in anticipation- Now, Diamond, if you may… Please add your signature.

-Diamond nods, but she picks up the microphone lying in front of her, rather than the pen-

Diamond: Sure thing. But first… I was under the impression that we were to meet in this ring INDIVIDUALLY. It would only make sense, Turf, seeing as how I'm defending my Championship this Sunday against you and NOT Silver Spoon.

Turf: Whoa, whoa, whoa! That was never a guideline! Give it a rest, Diamond! Just because you're The Champion, and everybody LOVES you, doesn't mean you get to come up with these silly rules rules on the fly!

Diamond: -she holds a hand up- Don't get all hot at me! I don't have a problem with it. In fact, I completely get why you brought her out here. I think it's safe to say, that you're afraid to step in the ring with me ALONE.

Crowd: OHHHHH!

Diamond: Without someone by your side, to watch your back, you don't have nearly as much confidence as you like to pretend you do. You know that if you try to cheapshot me, and Silver Spoon isn't around, that things are going to end VERY badly for "The Boss."

Turf: HA! Give me a break! It's no different than what YOU did for all those years! Everywhere you went, Diamond, you'd drag 'Spoon and I around because we would PROTECT you. You couldn't be without us, because, otherwise, you'd wind up getting your ass KICKED!

Crowd: OHHHHHHH!

Turf: You were the most HATED girl at school. You were probably the most hated person in all of LONEYVILLE! And you kept us around because, as a unit, nobody would mess with us; they knew they'd be crying home to their mommy if they tried something! But everyone knew if it was just YOU wandering the streets? Their chances would be A LOT greater, and you wouldn't be able to defend yourself! Let's face it, Diamond… Without 'Spoon and I by your side? You wouldn't have lasted through middle school! Daddy dearest would've pulled you out after you came home three weeks in a row with black eyes, and a different bruise each night. We did EVERYTHING we could to save your bacon, and we never got so much as a thank you in return!

Diamond: Girls, I'm well aware that I was a complete and total bitch in those days. You don't have to keep reminding me. If what you want is a showing of gratitude… Thank you, both of you. Thank you for staying with me, even when my bitchiness was off the charts, and was probably driving you two insane. You're right, Turf. Without the two of you by my side, I would've been a goner LOOONG ago. But I'd like to think I've done pretty well without you girls since I've corrected those errors. I mean, I AM The Crater Chick Champion, after all. -the crowd unloads with cheers as Diamond grins at the title around her shoulder. She then reaches down and picks up the pen, sliding the contract over in front of her so that she may sign it. She lays the pen down on the paper before pushing it back to the middle of the table-

Swirlinaitis: Thank you very much, Diamond. -he turns towards Turf- Turf… You may not sign the contract.

Turf: That can wait… I've got something to say first! I've been working towards this, one way or another since I was 8 years old. I've been in the background the past TEN YEARS, Diamond. And in those ten years, I watched you put yourself on a pedestal that was unreachable to 'Spoon and I. You told us we were your besties, and that WE, as a group, WE would run things. And that applied to the schoolyard, and after, The EWF. And sure… Sure we did everything together. As a group… But it was quite obvious to us that everything that was happening. Everything we were doing… Was all… To benefit… YOU. It was all about advancing YOUR career! YOUR life! We didn't mean a damn thing to you! When we got here… Yeah, 'Spoon and I were the very first Chick Combo Champions. Yet you STILL couldn't help but make everything about YOU. The spotlight was NEVER on us, because you were too busy HOGGING IT! Backstage, we'd try to strategize on how to walk out as The Chick Combo Champions, but not even TEN SECONDS would pass before you're whining about "WAAAAH! When are we going to focus on getting ME a titleeeee? I want a tiiiitleeeeeee! Why do only you girls get to have a tiiiiitleeeee?!" Title this! Title that! WELL YOU'VE GOT YOUR TITLE NOW, DIAMOND! You have a title, and 'Spoon and I DON'T! Once again, you get EXACTLY what you want, just like always! And yet again, you're on a level ABOVE us! Just like you envisioned… We, the lackies are BELOW you! But you'd better ENJOY the feeling of having gold while you still can… Because I plan to KICK you off that pedestal. And trust me…-she grins evilly- 'Spoon and I are going to RELISH the long fall you take. -she smirks, as the crowd boos mercilessly-

Swirlinaitis: -he nods, as he slides the contract towards her- Turf, if you wouldn't mind, please. -he picks up the pen, and hands it to her. Turf takes the pen, and holds it with her index fingers and thumb, looking at Swirlinaitis with an "are you serious" face. She drops the pen on the mat, and picks up the white object. She takes off the bottom cover, flaunting it at the audience before she proceeds to press it down onto the paper, glaring at Diamond as she does so-

Garble: HAHAAAA! The Boss carries her own STAMP! How awesome is THAT?!

Ahuizotl: That's how she signs autographs, albeit begrudgingly, to her fans outside the gates of the arena.

-Turf lays the stamp back down on the bottom cover. The camera zooms in on the contract as Star Swirlinaitis places his signature on it to top things off. You can see Diamond's signature, Swirlinaitis', and Turf's stamp, which leaves a seal with the word "BOSS" in huge, red lettering-

Crowd: LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS! LIKE A BOSS!

Diamond: -after picking up her microphone again- Turf… Again, I'm not going to deny that what you said isn't true. It all is. You couldn't be more accurate. I treated you and Silver Spoon TERRIBLY, dating all the way back to the second grade. I used you to raise my stocks. I was blinded by thoughts of being famous and successful, just like my dad. And I… I used the both of you to make that vision a lot more accessible. But even though it didn't SEEM like it, I still thought of you both as my… As my best friends. I truly did. I just… I just never showed it. I deserve all of your scorn, girls. But I can't help but wish you would've… Accepted who I became. So we could still be together… Except this time? We ALL would've been better people. We would ALL have Championships, and we could all be the best… TOGETHER. But… You girls didn't see things that way, and I can't say I blame you. This is the match you want, Turf?

Turf: I don't just want this match, I NEED this match! I NEED to beat you!

Diamond: -she nods-...Then so be it. I wish it didn't have to come to this. But apparently, you've been waiting for this moment for ten years. I just hope the wait was worth it, because it's not going to end the way you'd LIKE it to. I'm going to defeat you at Boiling Point, Turf, and I'm STILL going to be The Crater Chick Champion! -the crowd cheers powerfully, as Diamond and Turf lock eyes from across the table. Turf picks up the contract, and shows it to the crowd with an innocent smile on her face-

Crowd: DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND! DIA-MOND!

-Turf and Diamond begin jaw-jacking as Turf has the contract shoved right in Diamond's face. Diamond shoves Turf away in retaliation-

Crowd: OHHHHHH!

-Turf keeps her balance, and closes the contract booklet. She turns around, and throws the booklet at Diamond, who instinctively catches it. Turf uses this as a distraction to rear back, and launch her fists forward into Diamond's face! Diamond drops the booklet on the table, and her face smashes into the table itself-

Garble: -as the crowd is booing profusely- OH CRAP! TURF JUST CLOBBERED DIAMOND WITH HER "LEGIT" KNUCKLES!

Ahuizotl: She caught her RIGHT on the bridge on the nose! Turf, with a preemptive strike to The Crater Chick Champion!

Garble: Diamond felt provoked by having that contract pushed against her face, so she decided to give Turf a PUSH of her own! And, well, as we see now, that didn't turn out too well for Diamond.

-Turf takes her shades off and throws them to the mat, before she grabs Diamond by her hair and SLAMS her face into the covered table-

Ahuizotl: And now MORE added damage to Diamond's face!

-Turf then picks Diamond off the table and CHUCKS her over, Diamond landing on the other side-

Garble: And now OVER the table! This contract signing has broken down into chaos!

Silver Spoon: -applauding with a big smile on her face- GET THAT BITCH! SHOW HER WHO SHOULD REALLY BE IN THE SPOTLIGHT!

Ahuizotl: And Silver Spoon, egging her bestie on to continue this assault!

Turf: -yelling at referees, who are now in the ring and were standing at ringside, just in case of emergency- STEP BACK! -she swats her arm away as one of them try to grab her- DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!

-Diamond has now begun to crawl up the other side of the table, resting her head on it. Turf picks her up by the hair and drives her back down into the table-

Garble: And this time with BOTH HANDS, Diamond's facial features are being reconstructed!

-As Diamond's head continues to lay against the table, Turf climbs up onto the same table. She places her boot down on the back of Diamond's head, making sure to keep it in place-

Ahuizotl: Oh come on, now… Followed by TOTAL disrespect from Turf!

-Turf picks up Diamond's title from off the table as she continues to press her face down on said table. She holds it up in the air, as she begins to trash talk Diamond-

Turf: I MADE YOU! I MADE YOU! -she yells at the referee's- I MADE THIS BITCH! -she raises her other arm up, coinciding with her title being held by her other arm- I MADE HER! -she lowers her other arm, but still continues to keep the Championship up in the air- IT'S MY TIME! THIS IS MY TIME!

Ahuizotl: Turf is HUMILIATING her former teammate, as well as best friend, Diamond Tiara!

-Turf finally releases her boot from Diamond's head, as the crowd boos unrelentingly at her actions. Turf places the toe of her boot against Diamond's forehead and uses it to kick her head upwards. She then brings the palm of her hand against Diamond's forehead and shoves her down to the mat-

Garble: That's how you make a statement... Like a Boss, I guess you could say.

-Turf smirks as the referees and Swirlinaitis check on Diamond. Turf moves over so that Silver Spoon can join her on the table. The two stand side-by-side, with Silver Spoon raising Turf's arm, as the other arm of hers holds The Crater Chick Championship-

Ahuizotl: Well, Turf and Silver Spoon have halfway gotten their wish. I say halfway, because right now, they are LITERALLY above Diamond Tiara. But Diamond is still The Crater Chick Champion at this moment, so they haven't gotten to that point FIGURATIVELY.

Garble: The symbolism in what we just saw was UNCANNY! Turf promised to SHOVE Diamond off her pedestal, which she did. But she climbed up onto the pedestal herself, and as Diamond tried to reclaim it, Turf shoved her away ONCE MORE. You're right, 'Zotl. Times have changed. Diamond Tiara is now the one that is BELOW The Mean Girls. But they still have a long way to go.

Ahuizotl: On Sunday, can Turf FORCE the spotlight to be radiated onto herself, and by association, Silver Spoon? Or will Diamond Tiara continue to impact the lineage of The Crater Chick Championship forever, by BEATING Turf, and furthering her reign for a bit longer? You'd BETTER tune it to find out!

Garble: Adios, amigos and amigas! You're NOT going to want to miss what Boiling Point has in store!

-The show ends with Diamond still lying on the mat, being checked on by referee and Star Swirlinaitis, while The Mean Girls stay atop the table, heckling Diamond and taunting the fans, which only causes them to be booed more ferociously-

Match Results:

Scootaloo and Berry Punch defeated Flitter and Cloudchaser by Pinfall (8:12)

Diamond Tiara defeated Sonia Flare by Pinfall (13:37)

Giz Hero defeated C.A. Gomez by Pinfall (7:48)

The Sword defeated Trixie by Pinfall (14:24)

Neon Lights defeated Hughbert Jelbush by Pinfall (2:35)

EGO defeated The Cybernetic Scavengers by Pinfall (14:36)

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

Cadance vs Trixie