*The beautiful people… OHHHHHHH…*

-Rather than kick off with a fireworks display at the top of the stage, Lunacy opens up to a song that is unfamiliar to this television show: Living Colour's "Cult of Personality." As soon as it hits, the Lunacy crowd absolutely loses their minds-

Ahuizotl: Do my ears deceive me?!

Garble: Is she really here?!

-That question is answered as General Manager Celestia appears before the crowd on the stage, a wide smile etched upon her face-

Ahuizotl: By god SHE IS! The General Manager of Friday Night Sublime, Celestia is HERE on Monday Night Lunacy!

Crowd: LOOK IN MY EEEEYEEEES… WHAT DO YOU SEEEEEE? A CULT OF PERSONAAAALITYYY!

Garble: They're singing her theme song! Pinch me, Zotl because I MUST be dreaming!

Madden: Ladies and gentlemeeeen, please weeelcooome… The General Manager of Subliiiime… CEEEEEELEEEEEEESSSSSSTIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAA! -The crowd cheers loudly as Celestia looks out amongst the thousands of EWF fans. She looks quite happy with the ovation she has received. She begins walking down the ramp with an overwhelmed smile upon her face-

Ahuizotl: We are LIVE here in The Lunacy Asylum, just 24 nights removed from the most tumultuous pay per view in EWF history, Boiling Point!

Garble: And we're off to an UNBELIEVABLE start already, and the night has JUST begun!

-Celestia makes her way up the steel stairs before entering the ring. Upon doing so, Madden gladly hands over his microphone to her. Celestia bows her head in respect as Madden exits the ring. Celestia stands in the middle of the ring, continuing to look out into the sea filled with roaring men and women-

Ahuizotl: This is a sight I thought we would never, EVER see… This is flat-out SURREAL. That's the best way I can describe it…

Celestia: Do not adjust your television sets, everyone. For you are NOT mistaken. To those of you in the arena here tonight, you DO NOT have the date wrong. You ARE in Loneyville and NOT Cloudsdale… And to those of you viewing this around the world, yes, you ARE indeed tuned into The USA Network, and NOT SyFy. It IS 7 o'clock on a Monday afternoon… And that can only mean ONE thing… This IS Monday. Night. LUNACY! -The crowd cheers ecstatically, as Celestia shakes her head- But I wouldn't blame you if you double-checked your TV Guide just now, or stared at your calendar for the past minute, because this isn't something you all wouldn't normally be met with on this broadcast. And no, if you were wondering, I too happen to know what day it is, and which building I'm in. I am currently standing… In The Lunacy Asylum! -cheers- I've been in this building quite a few times, though never in this capacity. All the times before were because a pay per view was being held in this arena. But this is the very first time I'll have stood in this ring during a Monday Night Lunacy broadcast. -loud cheers- Judging by your reaction, I'm certain you all know who I am; the very proud General Manager of Friday Night Sublime, Celestia. -loud cheers follow-

Crowd: CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A! CELE-STI-A!

Celestia: Thank you all for the stirring reception! As you all know, I am NOT the General Manager of Lunacy, for that distinction goes to my little sister, Luna. -major boos occur, as Celestia can't help but let her snickers escape- Ah, this is too much… But, I'm sure you're all wondering why I'm out here. After all, it's not everyday that the rival brand's boss makes a trip to the other show. So what could be so important that I decided to pay The Asylum a little visit? Well, I'm sure you're all aware of what transpired last night at Boiling Point, correct? Many of you I'm going to assume were probably IN The Symposium when it happened. -a lot of cheers follow- Even if you weren't there, you experienced the pay per view in one fashion or another. From the very beginning, after the conclusion of the first match, things were LAWLESS. One match after another, representatives from the opposite brand would come down to the ring, and demolish the victors. It's no secret that yours truly, -she points down at herself- was the mastermind behind the first assault. I certainly didn't envision my sister firing back after my show's first contest, but she did. I ultimately underestimated her intuition. And this happened all throughout the night, save for the Main Event. And thank goodness for that, because that match was wild enough in its own right! As my sister and I both mentioned in our own separate interviews, we've always had this intense, competitive nature attached to our relationship. It's been like this as long as I can remember. When I would get straight A's in school, Luna would FERVENTLY attempt to get straight A PLUSSES. If she completed her homework in 30 minutes, I would work my magic and wind up finishing in 20 minutes. Our sisterhood has basically been one giant contest. One test after another, to see which of us would surpass the other. As you might imagine, now that we both oversee different EWF brands, our aggression towards this subject has reached new heights! The only difference is, at this stage in our lives, my sister has… She's changed. -Celestia sighs, as a frown comes across her face- It all used to be in good fun before, but nowadays, I know that Luna is chomping at the bit to run Sublime into the ground. She's even admitted as such that she wishes to take over this ENTIRE company! It's gone far and beyond just a competition… To Luna? It's turned into an OBSESSION. She HAS to be better than me… She NEEDS to be better than me. She wants to crush Sublime under her heel, and stomp it into DUST. We… We used to be… -she sniffles- So CLOSE. But ever since she landed this job as General Manager of Lunacy, we've drifted apart… I remember the day she called me on the phone, and told me about being chosen to represent Lunacy as its General Manager. She was so unbelievably happy, and I was so proud of her. Since we were so competitive, of course, the two of us each submitted our own applications to Mr. Rich, to see which one of could get the job. To my joy, he called Luna first. It didn't bother me at all. I never got upset when Luna one-upped me in something. It was all in good fun, after all. But everything changed when I got a call, just a few days later, from Mr. Rich himself. He told me that he was starting a second television program, on a Friday, and he wanted ME to run the day-to-day operations of it. He said that, since we were both sisters, he was interested in seeing us go against each other in the ratings. "It would bring out the best in both of you," he said. And I felt the same way as him. The first person I called was Luna, naturally, and I told her the big news. "Looks like we're going to be rivals," she said with a giggle. I responded with, "Yup. But hopefully we don't allow things to get TOO heated between us. There's a chance we'll have to work together, as well, at some points, and it'd be very difficult to do so if we spent all our time arguing with each other on which show is more successful." She just giggled again, and said, "Don't worry, sister. We'll just treat this like a friendly game, like we always do. But I'm not going to go easy on you!" And I chuckled myself, and replied with, "I'm looking forward to it." Ten months later? Luna only calls me when it IS business related, and almost every single time, our conversations are violent… I can honestly say that this job has CHANGED Luna, and NOT for the better… Mr. Rich stated that he thought us controlling opposing shows would, "bring the best out of us," and so did I… But it only wound up bringing the absolute WORST out of my sister…

Sublime and Lunacy are obviously both successful shows in their own right. Every week, my sister and I are neck and neck in terms of ratings, and both show's social media numbers seem to improve DRASTICALLY which each passing week. Together, the two of us have helped The EWF transform into a global JUGGERNAUT. But even so…-she hangs her head- It all feels so… So bittersweet… Because we didn't even do it TOGETHER! We haven't been on the same page in MONTHS! We've both been in our own little bubble, doing our own thing. Trying to make our brand the superior show. But we aren't… We aren't having FUN, like we set out to do… Like we PROMISED we'd do…-a tear trickles down Celestia's left cheek, as she sniffles some more- At least, I'm not… The two of us are SISTERS. We're supposed to be INSEPARABLE… But instead? We've been at each other's THROATS for months now, trying to put on the best show we can, and force the other brand into being shut down for good. That isn't what EITHER of us intended to do when we signed on, but thanks to Luna's greed, and her fascination with power, it's turned into that. We're no longer friendly with each other, and it's been breaking my heart more and more as the days go by… You know, I lied just a bit ago. When I said I "wasn't having fun," that was very much true… Until last night. I had the time of my LIFE at Boiling Point! And you want to know why? Because I finally got to get back at Luna for all the disparaging remarks she's made about Sublime this year. Every chance she gets, she or one of her little puppets in The System like to throws jabs at my show, and mention how vastly superior this show is to it. Hearing my sister spew such venomous words about Sublime? It's brought a lot of hurt to me… I know that we are technically rivals, but that doesn't mean we have to treat each other like such! My sister has taken things too far! But it was my pleasure to launch all those attacks on her roster. It's nothing against them. They're all phenomenal talents. But I did so with the intention of taking my sister down a peg. I wanted to show her that Lunacy isn't so superior, after all. Of course, she fired right back with a slew of attacks of her own, so my plan certainly didn't go the way I wanted to.

But throughout the night, my sister and I exchanged message after message; business ones, of course. And fueled by not only our competitive urges, and our longing to finally decide which show is better, but also with contempt towards the other, we put our brains together, and devised a concept that is so monumental and revolutionary, that it will change the face of The EWF forev-

*Only perfection around…* -the crowd boos LOUDLY as Celestia sighs upon being interrupted-

Garble: DAMMIT! I really wanted to know what it was!

Ahuizotl: I'm sure we'll find out what it is soon enough. I don't see them leaving us hanging.

-Luna walks down the ramp with her own microphone, eyeing her sister with malice-

Garble: Look at the way Luna is starting at her sister, her own flesh and blood. These two were once as close as could be. But ever since they signed their EWF contracts, their relationship has been marred by jealousy and betrayal.

Ahuizotl: And Luna is the cause of it all. There's no denying that.

-Luna enters the ring, not looking pleased to see her sister standing directly in front of her-

Luna: It is just like you to leave me out of such an important announcement! I cannot believe you didn't even have the common DECENCY to introduce me before you went and spoiled the whole surprise! But then again, I SHOULDN'T really be surprised, given who I am dealing with her...

Celestia: -she gives a fake, uninspired little wave as she rolls her eyes- HELLO, my sister...

Luna: I wish I could say the same to you, even if it WAS laced with cynicism. But I cannot be bothered.

Crowd: LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS! LU-NA SUCKS!

Celestia: -chuckling- You know… It says a lot when the COMPETITION is welcome with open arms, while YOU are met with nothing but disapproval.

Luna: And I think we both know why that is… As General Manager of Lunacy, I make decisions that may upset the fans, but it'll ultimately do a world of good for the show. Whereas YOU on the other hand, make the POPULAR decision. And it's going to cost you in the end, my sister!

Celestia: Heh… You're only one of a select number of people that actually believe that you're doing any good for this show. -Enormous cheers- EVERYTHING you've done hasn't been in the best interest of Lunacy… It's all been in the best interest of YOU. You and the handpicked men and women you've chosen that you believe are going to lead you to the apex of The EWF. Let's just put it all out there. You and The System have already ripped Lunacy away from Mr. Rich, and we both know you're not just going to stop there! Your ultimate goal is to take the reins of Sublime away from me, until you wind up holding ALL the power in your hands.

Luna: I've made no bones about the fact that what you said is my plan, yes.

Celestia: -she looks at her sister with eyes that are glistening with tears, as well as a big frown- Luna… What happened to you? Why did you let all the influence that came with the title of General Manager cloud your judgment? Why did you allow it to ruin the bond we had? WHY?!

Luna: Oh, Celestia… You're being way too sensitive about this. You act as if I hate you, which couldn't be any FARTHER from the truth. Before, every time we went against each other, it was all about winning of course, but it was all relatively harmless affairs. The EWF is an actual CORPORATION, though, and Mr. Rich ENTRUSTED us with our own brand. We both needed to perform to the best of our abilities, to keep our respective show afloat. How do you think this contest ENDS, sister? When either you or I are FIRED for doing an inadequate job, or we FORCE the other to give up their position as General Manager. I can't afford to pull any punches. I need to do whatever I can to make sure Lunacy is the dominant show. And no matter how long it takes, the end goal is to OUST you from your role, sister. Because, when that happens, I will be the victor. That IS why we both signed up for this in the first place, isn't it? Originally, the competition was just to see which one of us would get to run Lunacy. But then, Mr. Rich brought you on board, as well, as he was impressed with what we BOTH had to bring to the table. The wrestling business is a cut-throat one, sister. I can't go easy on you at any time. This is the most important contest we've ever involved ourselves with. I wished you luck from day one with this endeavor, but I do not now, nor have I EVER planned to lose this to you!

Celestia: I'm well aware how unforgiving this business is, Luna. And I KNOW that it's a MAMMOTH project, but that doesn't mean you had to distance yourself so much from me! That doesn't mean you've had to act so COLD to me this past year! The things you've done since becoming General Manager of Lunacy have been DEPLORABLE!

Luna: I've been focusing all the energy I have towards making Lunacy the number one wrestling program on television! And maybe I HAVE done some questionable things. But they're all for the good of my show! And maybe nobody else in the world will believe me when I say that, but that's okay. All I need is for MYSELF to believe it, and I DO! I drove Mr. Rich out of power from Lunacy because it's MY show. It has MY NAME in it! This has always been a contest between the TWO of us, sister. Mr. Rich was NOT a part of it! I couldn't allow him to interfere with my plans to defeat you, so I had to eliminate him. Plain and simple.

Celestia: You may not notice it, but this job has really made you an insufferable person to be around, Luna… I hope you will realize it one day. It makes me wish I never would've taken on the role of Sublime's General Manager, because if I didn't, you might not be treating your own sister so terribly right now…

Luna: If you want it to end, there's just ONE solution, sister. All you have to do… Is quit. -the crowd immediately begins booing- It's true! Just leave The EWF, so I can be victorious in this latest little game of ours, and the charade can end at last!

Celestia: ….-her face turns very serious- That's not going to happen. -an eruption of cheers- I'm in this until the very end. If you want Lunacy to reign supreme, then you'll just have to KNOCK Sublime off its time slot ENTIRELY!

Luna: -she smirks- I had a feeling that's what you'd say. I respect that, sister. And just so you know, that's what I plan to do. But you know… I think YOU'RE the one that's changed! -lots of boos follow- Before The EWF, you would always congratulate me when I was doing well, no matter what I WAS doing. And you would wish me the best of luck. But now that I'm trying my hardest, to do all I can to lead Monday Night Lunacy to the TOP of the TV Charts, you're making excuses. You're whining. You're complaining. You're claiming that I'm suddenly this evil dictator. bent on world destruction. When in reality, all I'm trying to do… Is WIN. But most of all… You haven't said, "good job" to me in MONTHS! I figured you would be PROUD of me. OVER THE MOON about what a huge SUCCESS Monday Night Lunacy has become! But no… All you ever do is spend your time critiquing my decisions. YOU'RE the one that's been DISTANT, sister! -boos- I've been pouring my HEART AND SOUL into Lunacy, yet all I get in return from you is unnecessary FLACK! Well I'm just not going to pay it any mind from here on out. I'm completely, one hundred percent FOCUSED on bringing Monday Night Lunacy to the FOREFRONT, and making sure that Sublime falls RIGHT off the market! Because this is all about WINNING, sister. And if Lunacy's ratings start to tank, I'm going to get fired, and I won't be making money anymore. So yes, OF COURSE I want to take over Sublime, too! Because, if I do that, I'll get paid even MORE. And maybe THEN all my hard work will finally be noticed by you.

Celestia: -Chuckles- Well you're going to need to work EXTRA hard this month if you want yours and Lunacy's reputations to rise. You see, up until this point, there's never been a clear-cut favorite in our quest to find out which sister is superior. You and I have both been on level playing field, Luna.

Luna: Not if you ask me. I consider myself the more successful sister.

Celestia: Of course you do… Well why don't we put that to the test? -she grins- This is all one big game, right? Well why don't we add an extra level to it?

Luna: I'm up for it. You go ahead and do the honors of filling everyone in.

Celestia: -she nods- This is going to be a VERY special month in The EWF's history, everyone. Because last night, my sister and I had a vision. Amidst all the turmoil of Lunacy and Sublime superstars brawling with one another, we thought up a brilliant stage to allow our two shows to continue to do battle. It'll be this month's pay per view event. On September 9th, Sublime and Lunacy will bring you… When Worlds Collide. An event unlike anything done before. The theme of the pay per view will be deciding, once and for all, who the greater show is: Lunacy, or Sublime. We are going to decide that by contesting six different matches throughout the broadcast. Four of these matches will be bouts pitting a Lunacy titleholder, versus a Sublime titleholder. The Champions representing the shows will be determined on the second ever Lunapalooza, and Prime Time Sublime, which will take place six and two days before the show respectively.

Luna: Indeed. So, the four Champion vs Champion bouts will consist of Lunacy's Chick Combo Champions, facing off with Sublime's Tag Team Champions. The Crater Chick Champion will be pitted against The International Champion. The Carnage Champion will do battle with The World Brawler's Champion. And lastly, The Eternal Women's Champion will take on The World Fighter's Champion. -the crowd is losing their minds, as they are clearly in love with this idea-

Garble: INCREDIBLE! THAT'S INSANE!

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

Celestia: -she smiles- In addition, there will also be two other Inter-brand matchups. The first, will be a Battle Royal, consisting of 14 men. Seven from Lunacy, and another seven representing Sublime. The prize the winner will receive? A brand new Championship, which we are calling The *REDACTED* Championship. -loud cheers- This will be a belt, much like The Combo of Carnage Championships, which can be challenged for by any man on either show. And the winner of this star-studded Battle Royal will be given the honor of being called the inaugural *REDACTED* Champion!

Luna: And, lastly, that brings us to our Main Event. A 20 Person, Intergender, Inter-Brand, Elimination Tag Team Showdown! -INSANE cheers- On each side of the ring, there will be 10 combatants: 5 men, and 5 women representing each brand. There is going to be a point system created specifically for this event. It won't be your average point system. Points will be dished out accordingly, given the importance of each match. Whichever show has the highest number of points by the end of the night, will be the winner, and will thus be deemed the superior brand in The Equestrian Wrestling Federation. -the crowd is going CRAZY-

Crowd: THIS IS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THIS IS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THIS IS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THIS IS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THIS IS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THIS IS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THIS IS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THIS IS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THIS IS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THIS IS AWE-SOME! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Ahuizotl: You're damn right it is! WOW! Talk about a Super-Card!

Luna: And, speaking of Lunapalooza, tonight's Main Event will have Lunapalooza implications. Trixie is going to have a rematch from last night with Cadance. But there are a few twists. One of them, is that if Trixie can defeat Cadance for a second time, she will earn a shot at The Eternal Women's Championship at Lunapalooza. -loud cheers- But, if she loses? I will pick a different opponent for Sunset to defend against. OH! And before I forget, in our Main Event? There is going to be a Special Guest Referee officiating the contest… And it will be The Champion herself, Sunset Shimmer.

-The crowd doesn't like that ONE bit, as they cheer maliciously-

Garble: Ugh. And leave it to Luna to sour the mood instantly… How in the hell can we expect Trixie to get a title shot with SUNSET as the referee?!

Ahuizotl: This has "screwjob" written all over it!

Celestia: And THAT… That is PRECISELY why Sublime MUST earn more points at When Worlds Collide! That is a PREPOSTEROUS business decision, Luna! No matter WHAT way you look at it, you CANNOT justify putting Trixie in a match with those kind of odds! That is why Sublime NEEDS to come out victorious at the end of this month. I am hoping that losing to my show will CRUSH your ego, sis. And it will ultimately force you to either rethink your strategy, or it will make you QUIT The EWF, so we can stop this silly contest, and finally start being SISTERS again! -cheers-

Luna: I cannot afford to lose either, my sister. I KNOW that Lunacy is the better show. And at When Worlds Collide, I'll be able to PROVE it to the world! And when I do so, you'll be so embarrassed that you'll have no choice but to relinquish your position on Sublime, and finally admit that I was ALWAYS the more successful sister! -loud boos, as Luna turns towards the crowd- Why would you boo ME?! I am the GENERAL MANAGER of Monday Night Lunacy! I am fighting for ALL OF YOU at the upcoming pay per view! Without ME, there would be NO Lunacy AT ALL! -the boos become even louder-

Celestia: You just answered your own question, Luna. YOU aren't what makes Lunacy such a successful show, nor do I with Sublime. We are merely a tiny piece of the puzzle. All we do is make the matches. It is the men and women we allow to compete in this ring that put on the incredible performances. And it is these FANS that buy tickets to come and witness such performances. -loud cheers- THEY are the real driving forces behind our show's success. And at When Worlds Collide? You are going to see, once and for all, why Friday Night Sublime is the HOTTEST ticket in wrestling! I may not get along with all of my talent, but one is for certain, I respect every last one of the men and women that step into the Sublime locker room. And I am FULLY confident that together, we will overcome whatever obstacles you lay in front of us. Since you've been clamoring for it so much, sis… I'd like to wish you good luck regardless. And, if Lunacy just so happens to leave When Worlds Collide with all the glory? I'll tell you what you've seemingly been DYING to hear from me. And that is… Good job. -The crowd cheers loudly as Celestia lays her microphone on the mic, walking past her sister with a confident smile. Luna turns to watch her leave with a grumpy face-

Ahuizotl: -as the crowd begins singing Celestia's theme again- ….Wow. What a way to kick off tonight's broadcast! Our Main Event has been lined up, and a brand new pay per view concept was unveiled before us!

Garble: Lunacy and Sublime are literally going to go to WAR this month, and the brand that earns the most points will be declared the Number One show in The Equestrian Wrestling Federation! Either Lunacy or Sublime will have the ultimate Bragging Rights by the end of this month.

Ahuizotl: I have a feeling the road for both brands is going to be extremely bumpy, but I am pumped up to see how everything is going to play out!

-We head back to the interview area with Celestia making her way up the ramp, showing her appreciation to the Lunacy fans for the warm welcome they have given her-

Silver Shill: Ladies and gentlemen… Rumble, has entered the building...-the camera pans to to Silver's left, showing Rumble making a duckface as his attention is focused solely on taking as many selfies as possible. Photo Finish is also standing off in the distance, capturing many pictures of him on her camera- Rumble, it looks like you're back here on Monday Night Lunacy. What was the cause of your absence in the first place?

Rumble: I wouldn't expect someone like YOU, who walks around looking like THAT -he juts out his index finger towards Silver Shill and moves it down in a vertical manner before bringing it back up, stopping as it reaches the collar of his shirt- to understand, but the shots I received last month to block the spread of tetanus after my DEVASTATING incident with the ladders at High Stakes… Well, it just so happens that I was sensitive to the chemicals that made up the vaccine, and, well… I developed an allergic reaction to them.

Silver: Oh gosh…

Rumble: -He looks up from his phone, glaring at Silver intently- THAT'S all I get from you?! A mere, "oh gosh"!? You could at least PRETEND to care about my well-being! -He clears his throat, and returns his gaze back to his phone- But as I said, I wouldn't suspect an Uggo like you to relate… The fact is, my cheeks swelled up to the size of watermelons, and a nasty, excruciating rash began to stretch beyond my ENTIRE body. It was truly my darkest hour to date… I wondered if I would ever be the same again! Was I destined to live the life of an abomination forever?! I COULDN'T be seen in that state! I had to block myself off from any and all outside contact for the rest of the month! No selfies, no admiring myself in the mirror, no gorgeousness… NO SELFIES! -he chuckles- Yet, even so, I admit that I worked it wonderfully. I mean, I still looked like a deformity, but I still managed to appear more attractive than you could ever DREAM! Nonetheless, I was not fit to be seen by anyone. The swelling in my cheeks went down gradually over time, but my skin did not fully recover until this past Thursday.

Silver: -is stunned, and doesn't know what to say- Uh… That's uh… Quite tragic. But, here you are, once again in The Asylum. And tonight, you'll compete in your first match since High Stakes. And your opponents will be-

"Nevermind his opponents, Slobber Shark, for they DO NOT MATTER. Instead, why don't we talk about…"

-The camera pans out, showing Klaus walking into the frame with a fancy suit on, and a big smirk on his face as he stands on the other side of Silver-

Klaus: His partner?

Rumble: HEY! -He looks up with gritted teeth at Klaus- You MAY BE pretty pretty, but that doesn't mean I'm going to allow you to piggyback off of MY interview time. You got that?!

Klaus: -he holds his hands up in front of his face in an, "hey, back off, dude" manner- PLEASE, Roomba- By the way, I use you to clean my kitchen floor every Monday. I CANNOT tell you how reliable you are for that! But PLEASE, Roomba! From one perfectly crafted specimen to another, there is no need to be so careless with your words! After all, WE are going to be teaming up tonight. And when we THRASH Goodra Le Grover and Funnel Pretzel, we'll both be added to The Battle Royal at When Worlds Collide, where I will rightfully be the crowned the very first *REDACTED* Champion! -he looks up with an open mouth, chuckling wildly as he plays the inevitable footage in his head-

Rumble: Don't get ahead of yourself, you slope dope. As long as I'M in that match, you don't have a PRAYER of grabbing a hold of that title! I am the greatest wrestler in the entire EWF, so it only makes sense for ME to defend that title against losers from BOTH brands!

Klaus: -he waves off Rumble's arrogance- Yeah yeah, sure sure. Myself? I think that this brand new Championship is beneath me, that I am greater than it. I would much rather be given a role that suits my fearless, heroic personality more. The perfect example is that 10 on 10, Sublime vs Lunacy Tag Team Showdown. Everyone already knows that I am a true team player, and it's obvious that I would be Team Lunacy's captain. I would've preferred Ms. Luna to name me the first member of her team. It would've been an extraordinary honor! I certainly would've led Monday Night Lunacy to victory over those Sublime Softies! Even if they had taken out all of my teammates, and I was the last glimmer of hope left for Lunacy, the odds would've STILL been in our favor. I would crush ALL of their forces ON MY OWN if I had to! Ten Sublime nobodies, versus the brave and noble Klaus? -he chuckles- It's not even a contest. They would not stand a chance against me. -he shrugs- Ah well. That scene does seem TOO perfect, though we all know it would be the truth. I understand fully that Luna has instead given me a qualifying match to enter this Battle Royal because she does not want to embarrass her sister more than is necessary. -he smiles- She is so very thoughtful, and kind. -he closes his eyes- Very well… I will GLADLY accept the invitation to compete for The *REDACTED* Championship, and take on the responsibility of representing Lunacy as a competitor, and soon enough, the WINNER!

Rumble: Keep telling yourself that, heh… There's no doubt we're going to be participants in that match. But don't you think for a single SECOND that you're going to be the last one in the ring at the end of it!

Klaus: Rather than argue about this further, I'll give you some advice, Roomba. You should REALLY be more like me. I heard everything you were saying to Slobber Shark, and I find it pathetic... If your issue was cleared up by last Thursday, then why were you not at Boiling Point, assisting our show in sticking it to Sublime?

Rumble: I DESERVED that month long break… There was no point in travelling to The Symposium. Though my allergies had went away, I was still very fragile afterwards. Why would I risk damaging myself further just to show some nobodies on the other show why they're inferior to me when I could just let the nobodies on THIS show deal with them?

Klaus: How very lazy of you, Roomba. -he shakes his head disappointedly- That's why you need to be more like me. No matter what injuries may plague me, I am not going to let them deter me from wowing the universe once again with my unparalleled skill! It is MY body, and I decide when I am no longer fit to be awesome, NOT the world around me, that I am the King of! One day, during a much anticipated skiing competition held in Melbourne, Australia, I was unfortunately afflicted by a dreadful HANGNAIL moments before the race! Rather than drop out of the race, I cleansed any and all thoughts of that pesky hangnail from my mind, I persevered, and naturally, I won first place. And to this day, that same hangnail is still attached to my hand. I keep it there as a reminder that nothing in this world can impede my success. I am a Warrior. Nothing can deny me that. Most mortals would cower and succumb instantly at the sight of a hangnail, but me? I eat hangnails for BREAKFAST. I am the COOLEST, the BEST, and the MOST AWESOME, and hangnails? They are just TINY men, and tiny little distractions that only fuel me more on my journey. And let me tell you, Roomba… If you do not start adopting my principles now, it will soon be too late. But even if you do decide that I am right, which I am, it won't help you in your chances to become *REDACTED* Champion. Maybe you will be one of the final two competitors, but ultimately? You'll just be remembered as the final puny man that Klaus eliminated to make history once again. -he grins and chuckles as he looks off into the distance- Ah, yes, Pluto Flutist! I suggest you bring all the rolls of film in your inventory to When Worlds Collide. Because you're going to want to document EVERY single frame of my victory, as well as my Championship Coronation…-Klaus then turns away and walks off, leaving Rumble to clutch at his phone furiously. He cannot take any pictures, however, because his eyebrows are so intensely furrowed in rage, and his teeth are clenched together in anger-

Rumble: URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR- (This enraged sound goes on for a long time, as Rumble continues to make it as we go to commercial, the camera zooming in slowly on his pissed off expression)

-We return from commercial to the sight of Fleur De Lis and Photo Finish in the ring, preparing for a tag team match-

Garble: And we're about to have our first matchup of the night. I guess these two have become an actual tag team at this point.

Ahuizotl: It sure seems that way. They've teamed on multiple occasions, and have not been able to pick up any wins so far. Tonight could be the night, though. Fleur De Lis and Photo Finish could gain their first victory as a tag team!

-The opening to "Out of My Way" by Seether fully encompasses the arena with cheers-

Garble: Uh oh. I wouldn't be so sure about that, man!

Madden: Aaaand THEIR OPPONENTS! At a COMBINED WEIGHT, of 254 POOOOOOUNDS.. MAAAAARBLE COOOOOLD, BERRRRRRY PUUUUUUNCH! AAAAAND THE QUEEEEEEEEN. OOOOOF THHHHHEEEEE SCEEEEEEEENE… SSSSSSSSSCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Ahuizotl: We've seen these two in some pretty furious moods, ESPECIALLY Berry. But the look on their faces tonight easily takes the cake!

Garble: So many emotions must be running through these ladies' minds. Fury, disbelief, confusion. Last night at Boiling Point, Maud: A woman that they thought they could trust. A woman that claimed to be their friend turned her back on them, and fed them to the wolves known as Starlight Glimmer and The Acolytes of Equality. At the same time, Maud slipped on an Equality armband, and officially welcomed herself into that same group!

Ahuizotl: It was heartbreaking just to watch… I can only imagine how Scootaloo and Berry reacted to it emotionally. But at least they were able to get a modicum of revenge of Maud and her new stablemates after the match.

Garble: For Maud's sake, she'd better hope she doesn't cross paths with her former friends anytime soon. And for Fleur and Photo's sake? I'd suggest they take a walk as soon as the bell rings. I would NOT want to be in a ring with Scootaloo or Berry Punch with the mood they're in.

-Berry climbs onto her fourth turnbuckle, raising her middle fingers in the air to much fanfare. Scootaloo paces around the ring, gritting her teeth as she can't get the agony out of what happened last night out of her mind-

Match 1: Fleur De Lis and Photo Finish vs Scootaloo and Berry Punch

-6 minutes later-

-Photo Finish attempts to hit Berry Punch with The Snapshot, but Berry escapes and kicks Photo in the gut before executing the most aggressive Bar Tab she's ever dished out!-

Ahuizotl: And Photo Finish's jaw snaps violently off of Berry Punch's shoulder!

-Berry walks over to her corner and slaps Scootaloo's hand very hard. But Scootaloo is so incensed that she doesn't give a damn. She enters the ring and waltzes over to Photo Finish, turning her over onto her stomach before lifting her up off the mat and placing her in the Bow & Arrow-

Garble: And now Scootaloo locks Photo Finish in her most trusty submission move, the Bow & Arrow! GOD, is she ever bending Photo's back!

-Fleur De Lis enters the ring to try and break up the submission, but she is immediately kicked in the gut and silenced with a Bar Tab of her own-

Ahuizotl: So much for that. I would've just stayed out of the ring for the entirety of the match with the mood these girls are in!

-Berry lays on her stomach and curses wildly right into Fleur's ears while Photo Finish frantically slaps her hand against her own jaw-

Garble: And that's like it! Berry Punch and Scootaloo are right back on track with a victory!

Madden: Here are YOOOOUUUUURRRR WIIIIIIINNEEEERRRRS… BEEEEERRRRRYYYYY PUUUUUUUUNCH! AAAAAAND SSSSSCOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTAAAAAAAAAAAAALOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

-Scootaloo makes sure to leave Photo in the hold for a few extra seconds before finally releasing it. She and Berry stand over her body, both huffing with anger as their hands are raised-

Ahuizotl: Last night was a terrible one in the careers of Berry Punch and Scootaloo, but it seems like they aren't going to let it affect them past Boiling Point. That was a DOMINANT performance!

Garble: Maud may have awoken some devious things within these two… They have always been impressive, but that betrayal may have brought out their aggressive tendencies. That is great news for them, but BAD news for the entire Lunacy locker r-

-Garble is cut off by the sound of a very eerie intro, bookended by a quick flash of Ericka Rowan in a sheep mask-

*DEH!*

Ahuizotl: SHIT! It looks like Scootaloo and Berry Punch's hostility has attracted the attention of three NEW antagonists!

-The intro repeats-

*DEH!*

-The lights then raise, revealing Amay Wythyst, Lucy Harper and Ericka Rowan standing on different parts of the apron. Amay is standing in front of the announce table, Harper in front of the entrance ramp, and Rowan to the right of the left of the entrance ramp-

Garble: THE WYTHYST FAMILY! Just like Scootaloo and Berry, they too suffered a humiliating loss at Boiling Point!

-Amay is grinning, with Harper gazing at Scootaloo and Berry with bugged out eyes, and Rowan? Well, we can't see her eyes. She wears a mask, dummy. Scootaloo and Berry look back and forth at these three women, their backs being pressed together as they stand in the middle of the ring, trying their best to stay on their guard-

Ahuizotl: Even if Maud WERE still their friend, she wouldn't do them much good tonight, given the fact that she's on another show! Scootaloo and Berry Punch will just have to unleash ALL the pent up anger they can muster if The Wythyst Family decides to make a move!

Garble: I know it's probably not wise to question ANYTHING Amay Wythyst does, but, WHY has she now targeted Scootaloo and Berry Punch? There HAS to be a reason.

Ahuizotl: Surely there is, but I don't think we're going to learn that until they decimate their new prey at least ONCE.

-Before The Wythyst's can make their move, another woman runs down the ramp and grabs onto one of Harper's pant legs. She yanks on it, causing Harper to fall off the apron and smash into it face-first to a loud reception-

Garble: THERE'S RARITY! RARITY REMOVES LUCY HARPER FROM THE SITUATION!

-Rarity then slides into the ring, smiling as she approaches Scootaloo and Berry and stands next to them, holding her fists out-

Ahuizotl: She's going to join the fight! We've seen Rarity and Berry Punch acting chummy in the past, and we know how much respect she has for Scootaloo!

Garble: Hopefully this partnership doesn't end like the last one Scootaloo and BP got themselves into, though…

Crowd: RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY! RAR-I-TY!

Ahuizotl: This crowd appreciates her concern!

-Ultimately, Amay orders Rowan to drop down off the apron before she does so herself. This earns the trio a high level of boos as Amay and Rowan walk over to the bottom of the stage to check on their compatriot-

Garble: The Wythyst's are withdrawing themselves! I wonder if it was because of Rarity's arrival, or the fact that she eliminated one of their members from the battle.

Ahuizotl: It may have been a mixture of both, but the crowd is NOT happy about it! They wanted to see a fair fight, and once this became one, The Wythyst Family bowed out.

Garble: I'm surprised The Wythyst Family even have the desire to BE out here after what they went through with 3MB last night! But it looks like the showdown between these 6 women will have to wait for another day.

Ahuizotl: Knowing the women that are involved, it's sure to be an explosive situation!

Amay: -laughing as she holds her arms out, looking at the three in the ring as Harper and Rowan stand behind her- WELL AREN'T YOU JUST EAAAAAGER LITTLE LAMBS? Don't you worry! I won't forget to tend to you soon, my precious angels! Until then… FOLLOW…. THE BUZZAAAAARDS. -She continues to laugh as Rarity is met with an appreciative smile from Scootaloo, but an uninviting look from Berry Punch-

*DEH!*

-We shift our focus to the General Manager's office, where Luna is standing in front of her desk, with her arms crossed. She is listening to Overdrive and Vultarian, who are standing on opposing sides to her-

Vultarian: Overdrive and I are both well aware that we haven't had the best relationship with you… But PLEASE, Luna. You HAVE to help us out!

Luna: So… You want me to insert your friend, Hughbert into the Battle Royal for The *REDACTED* Championship? Is that right?

Overdrive: -shaking his head- That's right. Vultarian and I believe that the allure of Championship gold will get Hughbert back in the game. I mean, who DOESN'T want to be a Champion?

Vultarian: Even a lazy bum like Hughbert will get his butt in gear if he gets the opportunity to fight for something important. He'll fight like he never has before if it means he'll get to call The *REDACTED* Championship his own!

Overdrive: Also, if he's a Champion, it will encourage him to put forth the best effort in every match he's in, so that he does not have to relinquish the title.

Luna: -putting an index finger and thumb on her chin and rubbing it with them as she ponders- Hmm… Yes, that is a good point. Nothing influences competency like a beneficial cause. But gentlemen, I have already given Hughbert TWO chances to improve both in the ring, and in his mindset, and so far, I have seen NO results that dictate that I should allow him any more fair shakes.

Vultarian: We… We know that he hasn't performed to the best of your expectations, but in his last match, he showed quite a bit of fire. It was a short outing, but he can only get better from there, right?

Overdrive: He has what it takes, ma'am! If we weren't so sure of that, Vultarian and I wouldn't have gotten THIS far with him to begin with.

Luna: You certainly have made a little bit of progress with him, though I wouldn't say I've been blown away by Hughbert's performances up to this point. -she sighs- Very well, then… I imagine this is going to be a very slow burn for him, and it is benevolent of you men to help guide him on his road to recovery.

Vultarian: -his eyes twinkle with hope- Sooo… Does that meeeeaaaan?

Luna: -she closes her eyes, and nods with a slight smile- Indeed. At When Worlds Collide, Hughbert Jelbush will be an official participant in the Battle Royal to crown The EWF's first ever *REDACTED* Champion.

-Overdrive and Vultarian holler in joy and begin celebrating. Overdrive smashes his metallic palms into Vultarian's, creating a very gnarly high ten-

Luna: -clearing her throat, and ending their impromptu merrymaking- Do not start the festivities just yet, you two. There is still one more issue. Only seven men are allowed to enter this Battle Royal on Lunacy's side, and I just filled the 6th spot with Hughbert. That means that there is only ONE opening left for the Lunacy roster. And I'm signing off on a match, that will take place here tonight, and will decide who the final competitor will be. In exchange for letting Hughbert in, one of YOU two… Is going to have to SIT OUT.

-Overdrive and Vultarian both share concerned looks with each other-

Luna: -she smirks- I can see the gears in your heads' turning. You know what this is leading to. Tonight, we will see Overdrive… Face Vultarian. In a Qualifying Match, for The *REDACTED* Championship. -she chuckles, as Vultarian's jaw drops, and Overdrive gains an irritated look on his face- How is that for a trade off, gentlemen?

Overdrive: -he huffs in anger with each passing word- Not… Very… Good…

Luna: -she feigns sympathy as she puts her hands over her heart- My SINCEREST apologies! If you'd like, I could remove Hughbert from the lineup, and instead put BOTH of The Cybernetic Scavengers into the matchup in his place. -she grins- Would that be more suitable to your requirements?

Vultarian: -cries out- NO! -his shoulders slump, as he looks down at his feet in sadness- As much as we would both LOVE to fight for that title… It would be selfish of us to prevent any possible development in Hughbert's career; and on a larger scale… His life.

Overdrive: Yeah… We wouldn't be good friends at all if we denied him this opportunity. We'll… We'll take the match, Luna.

Luna: Excellent! I'm glad you two came to this agreement. I wish you both the best of luck in your match. Only one of you is worthy of challenging for The *REDACTED* Championship. -she walks past the two, and begins walking towards her door, thus exiting the frame- Let's see which one of you wants it more!

-Overdrive and Vultarian look at each other as Luna exits the room. Their frowns and furrowed brows soon evaporate, and are replaced with smiles-

Vultarian: I wish it didn't have to come to this, but it'll be what's best for Hughbert. May the best man win.

-The two extend their hands to the other, and shake it-

Overdrive: It'll be interesting to see what the outcome of our clash is. There's just ONE thing you've seem to have forgotten…-Suddenly, Overdrive yanks on Vultarian's hand, which pulls him closer- I'm not a man… I'm a MACHINE. -Vultarian chuckles, as he and Overdrive grin as they stare into the other's eyes intently-

-We head back to the arena, where Featherweight is standing in the ring, warming up for his match-

Garble: Dang, man. That's a tough break for Vultarian and Overdrive. They got what they originally came for, but they also got some bad news from Luna. All the rest of the spots are going to be filled up in the Battle Royal, so only ONE of them can compete for The *REDACTED* Championship!

Ahuizotl: That was quite the predicament to be in, but I guess we're going to find out which one of The Cybernetic Scavengers want to be vying for that title just a little bit more.

Garble: Hey. And speaking of vying for something, Featherweight is once again back in the ring here on Lunacy, and he's looking to impress management enough to receive a Monday Night Lunacy contract.

Ahuizotl: His tag team partner, C.A. Gomez had a match here last week, and he was VERY impressive. We'll see if Featherweight can follow suit here tonight.

-The intro to "Next Big Thing" sends the crowd to their feet in joy, and produces a big lump in Featherweight's throat as he swallows worriedly-

Ahuizotl: OH GOD. OH MY GOD….

Garble: Welp… Here comes the pain!

-The crowd's reaction is nearly deafening as Bulk Biceps appears in the middle of the stage. He paces around both sides before meeting back in the middle. Suri Poloman appears behind him, clutching Bulk's briefcase to her chest as Bulk jogs in place, hopping from side to side before he brings his arms down, awakening an explosion of pyro on both sides of his body. The crowd's cheers only gain in volume as Bulk marches down the ramp, his advocate following closely behind with a smirk on her face-

Madden: Aaaaand HIS OPPONENT! Accompaniiied, byyyy SUUUURIIIII POOOOOLOOOOMAAAAAAN! Froooooom MINNEAPOOOOLIIIIIS, MINNESOOOOTAAAAA! Weighing in at 296 POOOOOUNDS… He is the holder, of THE CAAAARNIVAAAAL OF CAAAARNAAAAGE BRIEFCAAAASE.. BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULK.. BBBBBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPSSSSSS!

Garble: It looks like Suri is going to be the one handling The Carnival of Carnage briefcase going forward.

Ahuizotl: I think that's for the best. I could never envision Bulk holding a briefcase in the first place. It isn't his style at all.

Garble: I'm not taking back what I said. Featherweight is definitely going to earn a contract after tonight, but it sure as hell won't be a Monday Night Lunacy contract. It'll be a contract to be an ambassador for The Bullying Project, because this kid is going to get MUTILATED tonight!

Ahuizotl: Yeah… It's not going to be a good night for young Featherweight. He shows up all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, only to find out that he's going to be going up against The Beast Incarnate, Bulk Biceps.

-Bulk jumps up onto the apron, creating pyro that shoots off from all four corners of the ring. He then hops around in place before entering the ring, pacing around the perimeter of his corner as Featherweight is shown to be visibly shaking in fear-

Garble: Bulk is currently in possession of a contract of his own: The Carnival of Carnage contract. It allows him a guaranteed Carnage Championship match whenever he desires, and that effectively makes him the most dangerous man in all of Lunacy.

Ahuizotl: As does the fact that this is the man that LAID OUT The Underbaker in the middle of the ring last night at Boiling Point. We've never seen The Underbaker manhandled and dominated like her was last night at the hands of Bulk Biceps.

Garble: He's his own Weapon of Mass Destruction, and Featherweight is about to be the next casualty in his wake.

-Suri waits for the match to start with bated breath, as she continues to hold onto Bulk's briefcase at ringside-

Match 2: Bulk Biceps w/ Suri Poloman vs Featherweight

-Featherweight balls his sweaty hands up into two fists before he rushes straight at Bulk right of the gate, getting the first hit off as he brings one fist up into Bulk's right cheek-

Garble: Nooooooo… Just…. Just run, dude….

Ahuizotl: He's already stepped into the ring. He may as well give it his all. You never know. Luna may just give him a contract simply out of pity.

-The punch of course has no effect on Bulk, so Featherweight tries the other cheek, smashing his fist into it as hard as he can. Again, Bulk is unfazed. In fact, he responds with a toothy grin as Featherweight almost seems to shrink in size under the gaze of his monstrous opponent. Bulk's face then gets serious as he positions himself behind Featherweight, wraps both arms around his waist, lifts him up into the air and drops both he and himself down onto the mat. Featherweight's belly smashes into the mat before Bulk mounts him from the back-

Garble: A vicious takedown by Bulk Biceps, and now he's RAINING down elbows onto the back of Featherweight's head!

Ahuizotl: Featherweight can't even cover up! This is a full-frontal ASSAULT by Bulk Biceps!

-Featherweight can do nothing but accept the point of Bulk's elbow onto the back of his head. One elbow strikes Featherweight in the ear, and destroys some of the cartilage, allowing blood to trickle down his ear-

Garble: We've got blood, ladies and gentlemen…. Expect a lot more in this match, because Bulk Biceps is an absolute CARNIVORE.

-1 and a half minutes later-

-After 5 German Suplexes in a row, Bulk re-approaches Featherweight, who is facedown on the mat, completely incapable of moving. Bulk brings him up off the mat and places his head in-between his legs-

Ahuizotl: The referee should just call this damn match off! If it continues, this monster very well may DESTROY this young man's aspiring career!

-Bulk lifts Featherweight up into the air before bringing him down onto the mat neck-first! The crowd OHHHHHHs and winces as the impact forces Featherweight's back to jut out into the air-

Ahuizotl: An absolutely MERCILESS Powerbomb!

-Bulk keeps his grip on Featherweight locked the entire time, however, as he lifts him up off the mat and back into the air again-

Garble: ANOTHER one?! I don't think 150 pound Featherweight can handle another one!

-Regardless of if he can or not, Bulk is willing to find out, as he drives Featherweight back down into the mat, planting him RIGHT on top of his neck-

Ahuizotl: And a SECOND Powerbomb! Bulk Biceps is being RELENTLESS here tonight!

-Bulk brings Featherweight up into the air one last time, and executes a third bone-jarring Powerbomb, releasing his grasp on Featherweight's legs after he does so-

Ahuizotl: ENOUGH! THAT'S ENOUGH! HIS DAMN NECK COULD BE SHATTERED!

-As Featherweight lies on the mat, helpless and unmoving, the referee steps in-between Bulk and drops to his knees-

Referee: -putting a hand up to separate Bulk- GET BACK, BULK! GET BACK! -He immediately begins checking on Featherweight as Bulk steps back a bit,w here he then begins doing his signature jumping in place motion-

Suri: OH MY GOD HE'S DEAD! HE IS NO LONGER AMONG THE LIVING!

Garble: I think Suri might be right. May his soul find peace…

Ahuizotl: Let's not get carried away here. He surely isn't dead, but Featherweight is in NO condition to wrestler!

-The referee gets to his feet, and calls for the bell to be rung, as Featherweight hasn't moved an inch-

Madden: Here is YOOOOUUUUR WINNEEEERRRR, byyyy KNOOOOCKOOOOUT.. BBBBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULK.. BBBBBBBBBBBBBBIIIIIIIIIIIIICEEEEEEEEEEEPS!

-The crowd is cheering loudly as Suri gets into the ring, standing next to her client with a big grin on her face. The referee stands on Bulk's other side, and raises his hand emotionlessly-

Garble: It looks like the referee agreed with you, 'Zotl. That's why he stopped the match before anymore damage could be done.

Ahuizotl: Thank GOD. Things REALLY could've gotten ugly if he let the match continue! We may even have some lawsuits pending against us…

Garble: YEAH. One of them would've been against Bulk Biceps for intentional MANSLAUGHTER. Seriously! This dude doesn't have an off-switch, and he certainly doesn't give a damn about the man standing across the ring from him!

Ahuizotl: No he does not. He isn't here to show compassion. He's here to win Championships, and collect checks. And if he continues to put on dominating performances like the one he dealt out tonight, he'll be winning A LOT of Championships, and cashing in a HEAP of fat checks!

Garble: But still, I can't help but feel awful for Featherweight. This may have been his last chance to gain a Lunacy contract, and he stepped into the ring, on live television, and was simply DECIMATED. He got MAIMED here tonight by Bulk Biceps!

Ahuizotl: Bulk Biceps is an unstoppable force, at this point. And he's added yet another vanquished foe to his repertoire of ruin and destruction.

-Suri Poloman now stands in the middle of the ring, next to Bulk, who stands proudly and intimidatingly himself, with a microphone in her hand as a slew of referees and doctors prepare to stretcher Featherweight away from the ring-

Garble: Ah jeez. And now Suri is going to gloat about her client's decimation…

Suri: -she chuckles as she looks outside the ring, as Featherweight is loaded onto a gurney- THAT! THAT is what happens when you willingly step into this, or any ring, with MY CLIENT… BBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLLLLLLK! ….BBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICEPS! -The fans cheer- It's the becoming the norm, isn't it? One foolish individual after another, INCONCEIVABLY agrees to a match with Bulk Biceps: The BEAST INCARNATE! The CONQUEROR of The Carnival of Carnage! And your SOON-TO-BE Carnage CHAMPION! These gentlemen so ABSURDLY choose to stand in the ring with Bulk Biceps, and they. Get. OBLITERATED! -cheers- MENTALLY, PHYSICALLY, EMOTIONALLY abused! SCAR TISSUE on the heart! Wounds that will never heal! NIGHTMARES, that will last an ETERNITY, even when they are LAID TO REST! Every single solitary soul that comes into contact with my client, will NEVER forget his name! They will NEVER get over the TORTURE that he put them through! They will forever CURSE themselves for attempting to make a name off of Bulk Biceps! There is not a living, breathing entity, ON THIS PLANET, that can withstand the ONSLAUGHT… Of Bulk Biceps! Even those that have long since passed on to the afterlife, like THE UNDERBAKER… Not even the almighty UNDERBAKER, can escape the DESTRUCTION that Bulk Biceps plans to bring about to ALL of The EWF! He's going to lay siege to EVERYTHING, people! So it'd be wise, to stay OUT of HIS ring! Put aside all your pointless ambitions, and don't get in his way by POINTLESSLY pretending to be immortal, because you're NOT! You're all just MEN! You're not HEROES. You'll never be INVINCIBLE like Bulk Biceps! Bulk Biceps is OMNIPOTENT! He is UNLIMITED in how high he will ascend, and how many hopeless beings he will slay throughout his reign of CONSTERNATION, and TREPIDATION! (Suri Poloman, Rap music's next breakout star.) NO ONE is safe! There is not a man ALIVE, that can intimidate Bulk Biceps! That can DEFEAT Bulk Biceps! That can go toe-to-toe, and stand their own in a FIGHT with Bulk Biceps! And if you THINK you meet that criteria, then I must inform you that you are DEAD. WROOOO-

-The fans are brought to their feet with cheers as "Retaliation" by CFO$ interrupts Suri, causing Bulk's eyes to bulge in anger, and Suri to drop the microphone down to her waist, and place her free hand over her face in a, "what are you THINKING" fashion-

Garble: Hold on a second! No… You can't be serious…

-Flash Sentry emerges from the backstage area to a rousing ovation. He is all business as he cracks his knuckles before walking slowly and methodically down to the ring-

Ahuizotl: It's FLASH SENTRY! Flash Sentry is coming out to, I can only assume CONFRONT Bulk Biceps, and he looks UBER serious!

-Suri is shaking her head, as she is frowning for Flash poor judgement-

Garble: This is a TERRIBLE idea! Flash just got cleared to wrestle a few days ago! He's risking his health by stepping into the ring with this… This MONSTER!

Ahuizotl: Yeah, but that's Flash Sentry's style. He prefers to live life in the danger zone! He doesn't take shortcuts, and he doesn't back down from any challenge!

-Flash hops onto the apron before entering the ring through the middle rope, doing a little twist as his feet hit the canvas. Flash walks right past Bulk, retrieving a microphone from a ringside crew member before he steps back in front of Bulk, looking him dead in the eyes. Bulk has no problem giving Flash the death glare as Flash wipes his nose-

Crowd: FLASH! AAAAAAAA-AAAAAAHHHH! SAVIOR OF THE UNIVERSE! DUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUN… FLASH! AAAAAAA-AAAAAAAHHHH! HE'LL SAVE EVERY-ONE OF US! DUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUN… FLASH! AAAAAAAA-AAAAAAHHHH! SAVIOR OF THE UNIVERSE! DUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUNDUN… FLASH! AAAAAAA-AAAAAAAHHHH! HE'LL SAVE EVERY-ONE OF US!

-Flash is amused by the crowd's rendition of the hit Queen song, but Suri is not so pleased by anything going on here-

Flash: -he looks at Suri with a toothy grin, and does his best impression of the Poltergeist girl's voice (or the girl that says "we're heeeeere…)- Suuuuriiiii… Tiiiime's UUUUUUUP!

Suri: Wh-...Wh-...-she looks plainly at Flash with an exasperated look on her face-...WHY!? WHY, Mr. Sentry, would you insist on coming down here?!

Flash: Because I'm tired of having to listen to your little sermon, lady! ….Did you already forget the conversation we had last month? I TOLD YOU that you'd better warn your big lug of a client, because my first night back, no matter the circumstances, I was coming RIGHT for him! -cheers-

Suri: No, no… I remembered. I remember it VIVIDLY, Mr. Sentry. And I was FLABBERGASTED at your declaration last month, and nothing has changed since then!

Flash: Well…? What did he have to say? Come ooooon, gimme the details, baby!

Suri: -she begins to laugh uproariously- Oh, I didn't tell him. He never heard a WORD of it.

Flash: …..You kidding me?

Suri: -she grins- Nuh uh. This is the first he's hearing about it.

Flash: -he holds his arms out with a slightly open mouth- What the hell, Suri? Why you gotta play me like that?

Suri: There are two reasons I never mentioned it. One… Because my client would've laughed DIRECTLY in my face had I spoken to him about it. I didn't want to waste his valuable time with your hollow threats. The second reason… Is that I was simply trying to do you a favor, Mr. Sentry. You took one hell of a beating at High Stakes, as did the rest of my client's opponents, but you especially. I was trying to prevent you from being placed BACK on the injured reserved right after your return.

Flash: Awww! That's sweet of you to think about my well-being like that, but don't bother. I WANT this. No, no, scratch that… I NEED this! I HAVE to test myself against your big, bad, dangerous client! -cheers-

Suri: -her eyes bulge, as she learns that Flash really IS serious- You're… You really are brainsick, Mr. Sentry… You're INSANE!

Crowd: INSAAANE IN THE MEMBRAAAAANE! IN-SANE IN THE BRAIN! INSAAANE IN THE MEMBRAAAAANE! IN-SANE IN THE BRAIN! INSAAANE IN THE MEMBRAAAAANE! IN-SANE IN THE BRAIN! INSAAANE IN THE MEMBRAAAAANE! IN-SANE IN THE BRAIN! INSAAANE IN THE MEMBRAAAAANE! IN-SANE IN THE BRAIN! INSAAANE IN THE MEMBRAAAAANE! IN-SANE IN THE BRAIN! INSAAANE IN THE MEMBRAAAAANE! IN-SANE IN THE BRAIN!

Flash: -he shrugs- Yeah, I get that a lot. In fact, you said the same thing about me a few months ago. I don't really see why people think that of me, though. I'm "crazy" because I want to fight Bulk Biceps? Because I want to do MY JOB? Newsflash, Suri… I'm a WRESTLER. This is what I was MEANT to do! I'm not here to get passed up by people like him. I'm here to beat dudes up, and to win Championships. And right now? Your client is one of the baddest, most feared guys this company has to offer. What kind of a wrestler- What kind of a MAN would I be if I just rolled over, like some little bitch, and let this guy pass me by?

Suri: I'll answer that question! A very WISE wrestler; a very WISE man, Mr. Sentry!

Flash: -he makes a buzzer sound- EH! WRONG, Suri! That's not smart… That's COWARDLY, and I ain't about that. I'm the kind of guy that likes to RIIIIIIDE the lightning bolt. And I don't heed warnings, or follow directions very well. You tell me not to spit in the wind? I'll launch a NASTY loogie right into the sky! You say I shouldn't tug on Superman's cape? I'll YANK the damn thing off! And Suri? You can tell me, BEG me, PLEAD WITH ME not to stand up to Bulk Biceps, but it's gonna go in one ear and out the other. I am DEAD SET on doing this, and NOTHING is going to stop me! You say that I'm "crazy"? That I'm a "whackjob"? Well you'd HAVE to be a lunatic to take this job! You can't think NORMALLY if you have your sights on being a professional wrestler! -the crowd cheers loudly- And I'm one of the best wrestlers there is… And your client is right up there with me. That's ALL the more incentive for me to try my hand at him. The more dudes I beat, the greater my stock rises, and the more title matches I'll get.

Suri: That's a perfectly good motivation to have… If you're fighting a normal opponent. But Mr. Sentry, let me level with you… Bulk Biceps is not just ANY opponent… He's a MERCENARY! He is a RUTHLESS ASSASSIN, bent on destroying any and all foes who stand before him! Mr. Sentry, if you compete in a match with my client, I ASSURE you that it will be your DAY OF RECKONING. You'll wish you had never signed up for this infernal job! You'll PRAY for the ability to turn back time, so that you may enter a different line of work! -she begins to whisper-...I am saying this to you with all due respect… I am looking out for you! I have only your best interests in mind! PLEASE! If you have any semblance of sense floating around in that mangled head of yours, you'll get on your knees, APOLOGIZE for depleting so much of Bulk Biceps' time… You'll lay that microphone down on the mat, you'll exit this ring POST HASTE, and you'll never look my client in the eyes EVER again... Do. You. Hear. Me. Mis-ter. Sen-try?

Flash: -he shakes his head with a slight frown- Sorry, Suri… I truly wish I could listen to what you're saying, but it's like I told you… With me, it's in one ear and OUT THE OTHER! -He then listens to at least ONE of Suri's request, as he then drops his microphone, before launching himself at Bulk. The crowd is going crazy as Flash smashes his fist into Bulk's forehead-

Garble: FLASH SENTRY, DISOBEYING SURI'S ORDERS! AND HE'S TEEING OFF ON BULK BICEPS!

Ahuizotl: FLASH SENTRY WILL NOT BACK DOWN! HE IS GOING TO TREAT BULK BICEPS THE SAME AS HE WOULD ANY OTHER OPPONENT!

Suri: -with both hands over her head in shock- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!?

-Flash crashes fist after fist into Bulk's temple, before Bulk responds with a vicious knee to Flash's gut. This causes Flash to double over in pain, and give Bulk to chance to pick him up and toss him into the corner behind him-

Garble: Uh oh! Bulk's got the upper hand now! He may make Flash PAY for not listening to Suri's careful instructions!

-Bulk launches many hard knees into Flash's gut, each one delivered with more force than the last. He then wraps both hands around his neck and TOSSES him into the air behind him. Flash SOARS all the way to the other side of the ring, where his tailbone crashes into the mat, and his body winds up folding over and bringing his chin down onto the bottom turnbuckle-

Ahuizotl: -as the audience OHHHHs at how far Flash was flung- FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! BULK BICEPS JUST LAUNCHED FLASH SENTRY TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DAMN RING!

Garble: This man is NOT to be toyed with! Flash Sentry chose the wrong athlete to pick a fight with!

-Bulk slowly walks up to Flash and wraps his arms around his waist before lifting him up into the air and slamming him down into the mat behind him-

Ahuizotl: GERMAN SUPLEX! With AUTHORITY!

Garble: It looks like FLASH is the one that's going to be toyed around with now!

-Bulk again wraps his arms around Flash's waist as he lies supine on the mat. In one fluid motion, he lifts him up off the mat and flings him behind with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex! The crowd continues to count along as Flash's spine SLAMS into the mat-

Garble: And there's a Belly to Belly! Bulk Biceps, having his way with Flash Sentry!

Suri: I TOLD YOU THIS WOULD HAPPEN! IT WAS INEVITABLE!

-Bulk again brings Flash up to his feet before promptly placing him on his shoulders-

Ahuizotl: And here comes the final blow…

Garble: F-5! Thanks for coming, Flash! It was a brave effort, and I give you all the credit for trying, but Bulk Biceps is on a completely different level.

-Suri shakes her head as Bulk looks down at Flash, snarling and flexing his muscles She lays her microphone on the mat before gesturing at Bulk to follow her. The two exit the ring, and as they are halfway up the ramp, Flash begins to stir-

Flash: -grabbing a hold of one of the microphones, he screams at the top of his lungs- BUUUUUULK! -The crowd cheers as Suri and Bulk turn around, Suri mouthing the words, "oh God no…" Flash is breathing heavily as he peers over the middle rope as he's lying on his stomach, glaring at Bulk- Hey, Bulk… Kiss my ass- I TOLD YOU… That I'm INDESTRUCTIBLE. And you're gonna find that out… the HARD WAY! I waaant… Arrrghhh! -He winces in pain as he is now able to get up on his knees- I want… BULK BICEPS! At When Worlds Collide! -the crowd is cheering insanely as Bulk laughs heartily while Suri looks at her client with bugged eyes, and a flabbergasted expression-

Garble: WHY?! Why on EARTH would he ask for that?!

Ahuizotl: He wants to see just how much punishment he can take! And if he can BEAT Bulk Biceps, then that's all the more satisfying!

-Flash lets go of the microphone as spit begins flying out of his mouth, as he is gearing up to get him some more of Bulk-

Garble: I don't care what the hell is reasoning is! That's the craziest thing I've ever heard! Think back to all the destruction this man has been causing the past few months! I understand wanting to rise up the ranks here on Lunacy, but you can't do that when you're strapped up to an IV, lying unconscious in a hospital bed!

-Much to the excitement of the crowd, Bulk begins walking down the ramp again, piercing the soul of Flash with his eyes-

Ahuizotl: And here he comes! Flash may get more of him than he can handle, here TONIGHT!

Garble: He might not MAKE IT to When Worlds Collide! Suri, PLEASE, STOP THE BEAST!

Ahuizotl: Flash Sentry is HELPLESS! He can't even stand up!

-Bulk slides into the ring and cradles Flash as he approaches him, bringing him up to his feet before he hoists him up onto his shoulders-

Garble: NOT AGAIN! NOT ANOTHER ONE!

Ahuizotl: NOBODY'S stopping Bulk Biceps!

-Bulk rotates himself in place as he hurls Flash into the air, his body spinning as he lands on the side of his face, the impact of the fall winding him up on his back-

Ahuizotl: A SECOND F-5! THUNDEROUS... MALICIOUS!

-Bulk looks out to Suri, who is down at the bottom of the ramp. He tells her to get into the ring, which she does. After speaking with her client for a little bit, she gets on her knees, picking up a microphone as she is mere inches away from Flash's face-

Suri: -she shakes her head again, as her tone makes her sound as if she is unconcerned with Flash's health- Don't say I didn't warn you, Mr. Sentry… My client… Accepts your challenge. -The crowd unloads with cheers as Suri gets back up to her feet, laying the mic down next to Flash-

Garble: It's official! Oh GOD is it official! Not only the match, but Flash Sentry's FUNERAL! It'll be set for When Worlds Collide!

Ahuizotl: Don't jump to such conclusions! Flash is a well-versed brawler. He got a lot of shots in on Bulk tonight. And make no mistake about it, he can take it to Bulk Biceps like perhaps no one has been able to so far!

Garble: I'm not denying that he isn't up to the challenge. We can clearly tell that he is. But I seriously doubt that he's going to be able to match Bulk Biceps' intensity, among other things. This just seems like a mismatch if I've ever seen one!

Ahuizotl: Well, Flash won't know until he tries. And if he gets lucky? His career will SKYROCKET. But I've got a very sneaking suspicion that Bulk Biceps will NOT allow Flash to make a name off of him. That is the very reason Flash got in Bulk's face, however. He wasn't about to let this mammoth cut in front of him without putting up a fight.

Garble: I respect that tenacity a lot, but I don't think Bulk feels the same way at all. He treated Flash like a small child tonight. And at When Worlds Collide? He's going to PUNISH that child for thinking he could feast at the grown-up table!

-We go to commercial with Suri and Bulk looking back at Flash one more time as they reach the top of the ramp. Suri could not be any more disappointed, while Bulk licks his lips, looking forward to taking his next bite out of Flash-

-Immediately upon returning from break, we are met with an intro that fills the arena with cheers in a matter of milliseconds-

*WE'RE A THREE MA'AM BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND!*

Garble: O-HO YEAH! Here comes one of the most popular groups in The EWF!

Ahuizotl: And after last night, their popularity has SOARED to even greater heights! They're now at the top of the charts!

-3MB enter the arena, all smiles despite the hell they went through last night-

Madden: Laaaadies and geeentlemeeeen.. PLLLLEEEEAAAASE WEEEELCOOOOOME.. AAAARRRRIA BLAAAAAZE.. AAAAADAAAAGIIIIIIOOOO DAAAAAZZLEEEE… AAAAAND SOOOOOONAAAAAATA DUUUUUUUSK.. THHHHRRRRRREEEEEE. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEM. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Ahuizotl: Hot off the heels, of one of the most impressive displays of heart, grit and guts that I've ever seen, 3MB are HERE on Monday Night Lunacy!

Garble: It's so great to see them on their feet. Most women wouldn't be walking after all the abuse they were put through at Boiling Point, but then again, 3MB aren't like most women!

Ahuizotl: No. No they sure aren't. They're three very special girls, and they share a very special bond with these fans!

-3MB step up onto the ring apron, doing their usual hand signals that make up their initials before they enter the ring, climbing onto the turnbuckles and pumping up the crowd with their antics. They all hop down to the ring, and grab microphones for themselves. They all stand next to each other in the middle of the ring-

Aria: MONDAY NIGHT LUUUUNAAAAAAAAAACYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! -The crowd responds with thunderous cheers-

Adagio: You're all kickin' it with The 3. Ma'am BAAAAAAAAAAND, BAYBAAAAAAY! -more cheers-

Crowd: 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B!

Garble: They're still going! They won't stop!

-Sonata eggs them on, as she thrusts his fist into the air with each pronunciation of the letters-

Crowd: 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B!

Adagio: -laughing sincerely at the great reaction they are receiving. She looks in-between her teammates as the chants continue to flow in- Well damn… We might as well just take a bow and leave the ring at this point, because that's as good a reception as we're gonna get!

Sonata: -she shakes her head with a big grin- It doesn't get any better than that… Thank you all! -the crowd cheers in response-

Crowd: THANK YOU, AR-I-A! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, SO-NA-TA! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, A-DA-GIO! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, AR-I-A! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, SO-NA-TA! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, A-DA-GIO! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, AR-I-A! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, SO-NA-TA! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, A-DA-GIO! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, AR-I-A! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, SO-NA-TA! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, A-DA-GIO! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, AR-I-A! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, SO-NA-TA! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* THANK YOU, A-DA-GIO! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Aria: Alright, alright- Cut it out, guys! You're makin' us blush!

-A random guy in the crowd then yells, "BUT YOU'RE CUTE WHEN YOU BLUSH!" To which the men in the crowd cheer vivaciously-

Aria: -the shade of pink on her cheeks turns an even deeper red-...Well now I'm blushing even more, THANKS A LOT!

Adagio: -chuckling in enjoyment- You guys are too much… But hey, as musicians… As artists? Last night at Boiling Point, may go down as 3MB's MAGNUM OPUS. -Loud cheers, as Sonata and Aria nod- That is the night when we dropped the our newest smash hit, "Do What They Say You Can't." -cheers- Because, let's face it… And you guys know we love you, so don't be offended by this… But none of you thought we could beat The Wythyst Family… Did you? Be honest with yourselves. -a very small fraction of the crowd cheers- A VERY tiny amount of you did.

Sonata: And that's okay! That's fine, because girls like us? We THRIVE on exceeding expectations, on proving people wrong. And going into Boiling Point, sure not many people pegged us as the winners… But that only made us want to prevail MORE.

Aria: We went above and beyond… We went ALL OUT on The Wythyst Family! We may have shaved YEARS off of our careers with some of the stunts we pulled out last night, just to prove a point. We KNEW how freakin' good we were, and now EVERYONE else is aware of it, too! -very loud cheers-

Adagio: Mhm. And THAT is why we're so thrilled with how our new single came out. A lot of people might say, "oh, you're PROUD of all the damage you had done to your bodies?" "You're going to look back FONDLY on the night where your body were negatively affected for the rest of your natural life?" Well…. Yeah. Why wouldn't we? Sure, I had EIGHTY FOUR thumbtacks dug out of my SKIN last night… And I haven't had a harder time rolling out of bed this morning since my High School days. But all the pain we went through last night, and all the mental anguish and torture The Wythyst Family have put us through over the past few months? It WAS worth it! It was DAMN sure worth it!

Sonata: And why? There are a few reasons. One… Well, we freaking beat THE WYTHYST FAMILY, let's not forget that! -loud cheers- And secondly? Though our bodies may be battered, and we may never be the same again… We are STILL. STANDING! -cheers- Despite what took place at Boiling Point, we can still WALK. We're still BREATHING, and whatever way you look at it, that's a plus!

Aria: It sure is. We were FINALLY able to deal with The Wythyst Family sufficiently, and now we can move on in our lives, and in our careers. We'll also be able to continue making music for you guys, which we know is going to be a relief for you. And it's a big passion of ours, so we look forward to releasing some new material in the very near future.

Adagio: -nods- We may be beat up, and our bodies may ache… But we are one hundred percent MENTALLY and EMOTIONALLY STABLE now that Boiling Point is behind us! -loud cheers- And THAT is all we need to keep the ball rolling! So don't worry about our health, because we aren't going to let the pain stop us, or slow us down! -loud cheers-

Aria: So with that out of the way, NOW comes the big one… The question on EVERYONE's mind. What is NEXT… For 3MB? Well, lucky for you all, we've got the EXCLUSIVE scoop for ya! Take it away, 'Dagi!

Adagio: Sure thing. Exactly one month ago, the three of us stood in this very same ring, and I expressed interest in becoming The Eternal Women's Champion. Now, I've still got that itch, and it'll never be scratched until it becomes a reality. The same goes for EVERY woman in that locker room. If they aren't there, they want to BE there! And I WILL get there! ALL of 3MB plans to get there someday. -loud cheers, as Sonata and Aria nod- But... -she holds her free arm out- Why don't we take things slow for the time being? As the late, great lead singer of AC/DC, Bon Scott once said, "It's a long way to the top, if you wanna rock 'n' roll." -the crowd cheers vividly at the obligatory AC/DC reference- Just like I asked you all last month, I'm going to once again ask you to revert your attention to Aria and Sonata's waists… If you do so, you'll notice that they are STILL holding The CCW Tag Team Championships. -the crowd applauds the two for their reign- There hasn't been a team down there in developmental that's been able to get these titles off of them!

Sonata: But as nice as these belts feel and look around our stomachs… We can't help but feeeeeel… Dissatisfied. Like it isn't enough.

Aria: Oh yeah. We're feeling a little bit greedy, if you know what we mean. -the crowd cheers, as they believe that they know where this is going- After all, CCW and the big-time, Monday Night Lunacy, are two totally different ballgames. Being Champions in CCW is cool and all, but it doesn't really help us in our Main Roster endeavors, ya know?

Adagio: -she shakes her head- That's right, it doesn't. And I'm still hungry for some gold of my own. And considering how we're fresh off one of the most impressive showings The EWF has ever seen… I'd say that 3MB is just about ready, and in top contention to not only rule The CCW tag team division… But to take over the LUNACY tag team division, as well! -the cheers reach their apex, as Adagio smirks widely-

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

Adagio: And if you're still not quite following along with us, I guess we'll just have to spell it out for you… W.

Sonata: E.

Aria: W.

Adagio: A.

Sonata: N.

Aria: T.

Adagio: H.

Sonata: E.

Aria: C.

Adagio: H- SCREW THIS! Enough of this Spelling Bee nonsense! We want The CHICK COMBO CHAMPIONSHIPS. -The crowd OHHHHHs, before cheering more-

Ahuizotl: That's a simple enough declaration!

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

Adagio: -she grins while nodding- That's right! We feel we've earned a shot at them, so we might as well stake our claim RIGHT NOW! -major cheers-

Aria: And some of you are probably wondering a few things. Like, "But girls! There are THREE of you, but only TWO Chick Combo Championships!" And your math skills would be on par with my own terrible proficiency of the subject. But if you haven't noticed, the current Chick Combo Champions, have gotten a new RULE passed.

Sonata: -nods- All three members of The Sword are able to pick and choose which of them participates in title defenses. It's pretty smart! But, it's ultimately going to wind up being their undoing, because WE want in on that same piece of the pie! -cheers-

Adagio: There ARE three of us… But if The Sword can get away with interchanging who defends the belts on a constant basis, then why can't we? 3MB deserves that same luxury if we become Chick Combo Champions! So mark your calendars, folks… On Monday, August 13th, 2014, 3MB declared that they not only plan on challenging for The Chick Combo Championships… But they plan on WINNING them, and defending them as one! -ultra cheers follow-

Aria: But there may be some of you that still have your doubts, right? There are going to be those that will CONTINUE to doubt us on our trek to winning The Chick Combo Championships, even after the HEAVILY convincing performance we had last night. And to those people, we say? ….We don't blame you.

Adagio: -shaking her head- Not at all… We get it. The Sword are undefeated. They're unstoppable. And yet we, on the other hand, were defeated in our very first big match against The Wythyst Family. The Sword, however LIVES inside the pressure cooker! They do nothing but impress in big match situations. We sure don't share that distinction, but how about we let you guys in a little secret? You see these titles that are strapped around Aria and Sonata's waists? Here's a pop quiz for everyone in attendance… And all those watching at home are allowed to participate. We just won't hear you. -she chuckles before clearing her throat- Who do you all think Aria and Sonata DEFEATED to WIN these titles-

Sonata: -she begins hopping up and down, raising her left hand in the air- OH! OH! I know it, Adagio! Pick me! Pick me!

Adagio: -she gestures her free hand towards Sonata- Yes, Sonata? What's the answer?

Sonata: -she begins rubbing her chin with her index and thumb- Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…..-a light bulb suddenly goes off above her head, as she points that same index finger up in front of her face with a smile- Ah, yes. It was THE SWORD. -the crowd OHHHHHs loudly, as Aria chuckles-

Adagio: DING DING DING DING DING DING DING DING! BINGOOOOOOO, MS. DUSK! It was THE SWORD, people! Sure, they've never lost a match on the MAIN ROSTER, but down in Canterlot Championship Wrestling, that's a different story. I'm an eyewitness. I was standing at ringside, as was Beth Drollins for her team, so you can ask her if you don't believe us. I saw Sonata pin the so-called "muscle" of the group, Rosely Reigns, and I heard the crowd go absolutely WILD as the bell rang, and the referee handed the girls their newly won titles. So trust us, guys. If 3MB can defeat The Sword down there, we have just as good of a chance as doing it up here, when it matters most! -loud cheers-

Crowd: 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B!

Aria: With that in mind… DITZBROSE! REIGNS! DROLLINS! Get out here, because we're calling you out! We've earned a shot at your titles, and we're up for a match for them RIGHT NOW! -More cheers follow-

Garble: There you have it! 3MB have made it clear. They want a shot at The Chick Combo Championships TONIGHT-

-A mashup of Lightning Dust and Fluttershy's theme songs interrupts Garble, as the crowd OHHHHs before cheering. All of 3MB look both displeased and confused-

Ahuizotl: Uh oh… Wait a second! This definitely IS NOT The Sword!

-Fluttershy and Lightning Dust step out onto the stage. Lightning Dust has a pissed off expression, while Fluttershy just looks sad as they head down the ramp-

Garble: That's the FORMER Chick Combo Champions, Fluttershy and Lightning Dust! And it looks like they're heading down to the ring!

-Fluttershy and Lightning Dust enter the ring, each retrieving microphones from ringside. They stand in front of 3MB-

Lightning: I'm sorry to interrupt, girls, but 'Shy and I are looking for the same thing as you! There's not a doubt in my mind that you deserve a chance to become Chick Combo Champions…-cheers- But not before WE get our shot. You see… In our contracts, it was stated that we were entitled to a FAIR rematch, whenever we would lose our Chick Combo Championships. And at Boiling Point, things were going fine, until a young lady by the name of Indigo Zap ran down to the ring, and distracted me long enough to give The Sword an opening, which they had no problem taking advantage of. My point is, that was not a FAIR rematch, because there was obvious interference.

Adagio: -she shakes her head- We're with you. You're right.

Lightning: Glad you agree. You ladies may have defeated The Sword in CCW, and that's a HELL of an accolade! But last night at Boiling Point? Fluttershy and I were CERTAIN that we were about to vanquish The Sword, and make HISTORY as the first ever TWO-TIME Chick Combo Champions. But as we all know… Things didn't turn out that way.

Aria: We're… We're really sorry about that. We've got a TON of respect for all that you and Fluttershy have achieved in this business. But we're not about to go to the back of the line, just so you can have your, what is it now? Fourth? FIFTH chance to defeat The Sword? It's time for some NEW BLOOD in this division to get an opportunity, and 3MB is exactly what the doctor ordered! -She and her stablemates smirk-

Fluttershy: Um… Sorry if I'm speaking out of turn, but we'll have no problem giving two of you girls a shot at our titles after we win them back from The Sword. -she looks down at her shoes, hoping she didn't offend anybody by speaking up-

Sonata: Awww! -she squees- Fluttershy, you're so adorable! Sorry, though, but I won't let your unbelievable cuteness get in the way of the three of us becoming Chick Combo Champions! NOTHING is going to interfere with our desire to fight for The Chick Combo Championsh-

"Ladies, ladies! All five of you, just hold on a second!"

-The crowd boos as General Manager Luna is shown up on the titantron. She's standing in her office, smiling-

Luna: I've heard both of your cases, and both sides make admirable points. I can't allow you to take up all the ring-time squabbling amongst yourselves, however, so HERE is what I'm going to do… Tonight, we're going to have a Number One Contender's Match, which will pit Fluttershy and Lightning Dust, against two members of 3MB. Aria, Sonata, Adagio? I'll leave it up to your discretion as to who you want to represent your group. Whoever that may be, you'll meet Fluttershy and Lightning Dust in the ring later on tonight, where the winners will challenge The Sword at Lunapalooza. Thank you for your cooperation, and good luck to you all!

-The crowd cheers as Luna's face leaves the titantron. All five women seem to be pleased with that announcement as Lightning Dust nods at 3MB with her grumpy face before she and Fluttershy leave the ring-

Ahuizotl: Another HUGE match has been signed for tonight! 3MB vs Lightning Dust and Fluttershy! A shot at The Chick Combo Championships at stake!

Garble: I can hardly wait for that! Will the former Champions earn one final shot at redemption? Or will the new guard of title contenders be ushered in? We'll find out later, only on Monday Night Lunacy!

-We go to commercial as all of 3MB clasp their hands and take a bow in the ring-

Garble: -as The Cybernetic Scavengers' theme song plays in the background- We're back here on Monday Night Lunacy, where our next matchup is about to begin.

Ahuizotl: This is a match we didn't expect to see anytime soon, let alone TONIGHT! Overdrive and Vultarian. One man will join Hughbert Jelbush, and 12 other men from Sublime and Lunacy in a Battle Royal to determine the inaugural *REDACTED* Champion.

Garble: Man, Luna sure put these guys in a tough spot. And she enjoyed putting these two in this match, like the cunt that she is.

Ahuizotl: Not only that, she GUILT-TRIPPED them into participating in this contest, by dangling their friendship with Hughbert over their heads. That woman is a new level of sinister…

Garble: Even so, she definitely put together a very interesting matchup here. It's not very often you get to see two tag team partners square off against each other. But this match has major implications behind it, so it makes sense that they would want to fight against each other.

Crowd: -the entire audience- LET'S GO VUL-TARI-AN! -the entire audience- O-VER-DRIVE! LET'S GO VUL-TARI-AN! O-VER-DRIVE! LET'S GO VUL-TARI-AN! O-VER-DRIVE! LET'S GO VUL-TARI-AN! O-VER-DRIVE! LET'S GO VUL-TARI-AN! O-VER-DRIVE! LET'S GO VUL-TARI-AN! O-VER-DRIVE! LET'S GO VUL-TARI-AN! O-VER-DRIVE! LET'S GO VUL-TARI-AN! O-VER-DRIVE! LET'S GO VUL-TARI-AN! O-VER-DRIVE! LET'S GO VUL-TARI-AN! O-VER-DRIVE!

Ahuizotl: This crowd can't pick a favorite! They're chanting for BOTH men! They appreciate these guys equally!

-Overdrive and Vultarian are all smiles as they meet in the middle of the ring and shake each other's hands again as the referee calls for the match to begin-

Match 3: Overdrive vs Vultarian

(NOTE: I did not skip their entrances because I was lazy. I felt it would be too awkward to type them, because Overdrive and Vultarian have the same theme song, and it just would've been weird to me.)

-6 minutes later-

-Vultarian has a side headlock applied on Overdrive near the ropes. But Overdrive is able to escape it by lifting Vultarian up into the air and letting him hang over the ropes for a split second before he releases Vultarian from his grasp. Vultarian then falls over the top rope, and his back crashes into the ring apron on the way down, followed by a drop down to the floor. The crowd OHHHHs loudly at the impact Vultarian had with the ring apron- (Example: idotgyazodotcom/eb68743b9169d753dab64a06b6311fccdotgif )

Garble: OH MY GOD! OH FUCK! OVERDRIVE USED HIS INHUMAN STRENGTH TO REMOVE HIMSELF FROM THE HEADLOCK, AND THEN HE LET HIS BEST FRIEND PLUNGE STRAIGHT ONTO THE RING APRON WITH A BACK SUPLEX!

Ahuizotl: Vultarian's spine must be TINGLING after that brutal collision! These two may be friends, and they may be partners, but they sure aren't going easy on each other at all!

Vultarian: FOR REAL. With friends like these, who needs enemies?!

-Overdrive goes outside the ring and lifts Vultarian, who is currently in agonizing pain and rubbing at the small of his back, up. He places him up onto his shoulders, the crowd cheering some more at his impressive strength-

Garble: And now more POWER on display!

-Overdrive holds Vultarian high over his head for many seconds, before ultimately letting him drop behind him, where his belly SPLATS against the floor-

Ahuizotl: A Gorilla Press Drop, and Vultarian lands on top of the padding! There's nothing but solid CONCRETE underneath!

(An example of the Gorilla Press Drop: wwwdotyoutubedotcom/watch?v=R66cbXMfeE4 )

-Vultarian rolls over onto his back in pain, while Overdrive climbs up onto the barricade right in front of him-

Garble: What's he gonna do now- OH SHIIIIIIIT! -We get our answer, as Overdrive leaps off the top of the barricade and performs a backflip, his metallic torso smashing into Vultarian's ribs on the way down!-

Ahuizotl: AMAZING! A MOONSAULT OFF THE BARRICADE! VULTARIAN'S RIBS MAY BE CAVED IN!

-Overdrive rolls his partner into the ring before they both get counted out, as the fans chant, "THAT WAS AWE-SOME" at him. He attempts a pinfall on Vultarian once he enters the ring-

*1…..2…-*

Garble: But to his credit, Vultarian still has enough fight left in him to keep himself in the battle!

Crowd: VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN! VUL-TARI-AN!

-5 minutes later-

-Vultarian and Overdrive are both on the top rope, with Overdrive's head stuck in-between Vultarian's legs, and the crowd wildly cheering-

Garble: I think Vultarian's looking to finish his cyborg friend off! He's going for a Sunset Flip Powerbomb, which he calls Say a Prayer For The Prey! (I'm not calling it The Buzzard Bomb anymore, because he's NOT A BUZZARD HE'S A FREAKING VULTURE BAKAAAAAWWWWWWWWK WHATEVER SOUNDS VULTURES MAKE!)

-Vultarian looks to flip himself over Overdrive's body, which he does. But instead of moving into the next phase of the move, which is drag Overdrive off the top rope and slam him into the mat, once he brings his feet off the top turnbuckle, Overdrive regains control of his body. He places one of his palms up onto Vultarian's stomach and pushes up on it, causing Vultarian to soar into the air and crash hard into the mat down below-

Ahuizotl: Overdrive averts danger, and levels Vultarian with the HIGHEST back body drop I've ever seen!

Garble: It was a SUPER Back Body Drop! And more damage was dealt to Vultarian's previously banged up back!

-Overdrive begins to turn himself around on the top rope, so that he can now face towards Vultarian. But as soon as he does, he finds Vultarian is now back up on his feet, and rushing towards him-

Garble: WHAT?! How did this dude get up already?!

Ahuizotl: It's the will to compete for Championship gold! The insatiable quench for glory!

-Vultarian places his left hand on the top rope located on his right side, and uses the rope for leverage as he jumps up into the air, catching Overdrive with an Enziguri on the chin- (Example: imdotezgifdotcom/tmp/ezgif-2663472835dotgif )

Garble: And he stuns Overdrive with a kick!

-Vultarian then rejoins Overdrive on the top rope, and places his partner's head under his armpit. He then proceeds to lift Overdrive up into the air, to the shock and awe of everybody, before falling off the top rope. Both men crash into the canvas below-

Ahuizotl: INCREDIBLE! VULTARIAN, PUTTING EVERYTHING ON THE LINE AS HE NAILS HIS BEST FRIEND WITH A SUPERPLEX!

-But Vultarian isn't done there. As his back hits the mat, he immediately flips himself over onto his feet, never letting his grip up on Overdrive. The fans are wowed as Vultarian once again lifts Overdrive up after draping his near arm over his own shoulder. Vultarian then takes hold of Overdrive's torso with their free arm and lifts him to a vertical position. The facelock is loosened so Overdrive can be twisted slightly, then Vultarian falls to a sitting position and his prey's back and shoulders are driven into the mat. Overdrive lands between Vultarian's legs with their head toward them-

Garble: AND HE TRANSITIONS FLAWLESSLY INTO A FALCON ARROW! Or I guess we should call it the VULTURE Arrow, in this case! (It's also known as a Sitout suplex slam. Here is an example of the Superplex into the Falcon Arrow: youtubedotcom/watch?v=Cxm9i0Q16Q8 )

*1…...2…...3!* -The crowd is going crazy as the bell rings, Vultarian rolling away from Overdrive and thrusting his fists into the air as he sits on the mat-

Ahuizotl: VULTARIAN DID IT! VULTARIAN GOT HIM!

Garble: THE BIRD OF PREY, IS GONNA BE FLYING INTO WHEN WORLDS COLLIDE!

Madden: Here is YOOOOOOUUUUUR WIIIIIIINNEEEEERRRR… VUUUUUUUUUUUUTAAAAAAAAAAAAAARIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAN!

Ahuizotl: I think it would be an exaggeration to call this an upset, but I'm a little caught off guard by this outcome! These two have been partners for a good while, but before The Cybernetic Scavengers came to be, Overdrive was a very successful singles competitor. He was in contention for The Carnage Championship at one point! But Vultarian? He hasn't been able to find that same success yet.

Garble: Yeah, but that was because he's spent his entire EWF career with Overdrive. He hasn't had any time to pursue singles gold… Until NOW, that is! Because Vultarian has beaten Overdrive, and he will be representing Monday Night Lunacy in the 14 Man Battle Royal! And if he can win that match, his first Championship belt will be resting comfortably in his talons!

-Vultarian hops up onto the top rope, celebrating his huge win as the fans are loudly cheering. He looks as if he himself can hardly believe that he was the victor of this match-

Ahuizotl: Let's take a look again at how Vultarian put his buddy away…-the finish of the match is replayed- First, a devastating Superplex from off the very top rope. And immediately on impact, Vultarian floats his body over, and caps this intense battle off with what we will now refer to as a Vulture Arrow!

-Vultarian sits next to Overdrive on the mat, as he is doing the same. Overdrive has each of his hands lying against each of his kneecaps, as he sits there dejectedly, looking off into the distance. Vultarian places his left arm around him, as he too sits in the same style as his friend-

Garble: A lot of emotion is in that ring right now… Overdrive is surely happy for his friend, but there's no doubt that he wanted BADLY to be in that same position. But now? He'll have to sit on the sidelines at When World Collide.

Ahuizotl: Well, maybe not. Luna may choose him as a member of Team Lunacy.

Garble: Damn. I never thought about that. What a great choice that would be! Overdrive could be a Game-Changer for Team Lunacy.

-Overdrive decides to put a metallic arm around Vultarian, now, as the two friends sit in the middle of the ring, the crowd showering them with applause after their hard-fought battle-

Ahuizotl: Look at this… These two don't have to say ANYTHING. The looks on their faces, and the emotion flowing out of their every pore worth more than anything they could've pronounced.

-Vultarian removes his arm from around Overdrive, and stands up, patting Overdrive on the back as he does so. He then moves in front of him, and holds his hand out. Overdrive looks at it for a minute before accepting it, after which Vultarian pulls his friend up onto his feet. The two leave the ring at the same time, and once their feet hit the floor, they once again both wrap their arm around the other's neck, the crowd cheering emphatically-

Garble: And there you have it, folks. Two friends… Two partners… Two WARRIORS, both leaving the ring with their heads held down low. But make no mistake about it, their SPIRITS are what is being held high, for they left it all in the ring tonight.

Ahuizotl: You said it! They had one hell of a match, and it's great to see that they're not going to let the outcome get in the way of the bond they share. They're leaving this ring as friends, and, no matter which one of them won, THAT is the best outcome we could've hoped for!

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!

Garble: And if they didn't have the crowd's admiration before, they DAMN sure do now! Job well done, dudes… And good luck at When Worlds Collide, Vultarian. Make Lunacy PROUD!

Ahuizotl: He sure will. If you were shocked by his victory tonight, then don't be astounded if Vultarian winds up walking out with The *REDACTED* Championship, because he CERTAINLY has what it takes, to represent The Equestrian Wrestling Federation!

-We head to another commercial as Overdrive and Vultarian vanish to the backstage area, their arms still snugly resting of their partner's shoulder-

-We return to the show with the sound of "Hundred Million" by Treble Charger, which ignites the crowd and sets the arena ablaze with nothing but fierce, passionate hatred-

Ahuizotl: I've been waiting all day for this… Hopefully we're going to get an explanation on the outcome of last night's Carnage Championship match!

-Thunderlane comes out, wearing his newly won Championship around one shoulder while Cloudchaser has both her arms wrapped around Thunderlane's other arm, and is hugging it close to her-

Madden: Laaaadies aaand gentlemeeen, plllleeeease weeeeelcoooome… CLLLLLOOOOOOOOUDCHAAAAAASERRRRRR, and THHHHHHEEEEEE NNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEW, CAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRNAAAAAAAAAAAAGE CHAAAAAAAAAAAMPIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOON.. THHHHHHHHUUUUUUUUUUUUNDERRRRRRRRRRLAAAAAAAAAAANE!

Garble: Let me say this. I never expected that Thunderlane WASN'T going to become The Carnage Champion, because that was certainly a possibility. But I NEVER… EVER in a MILLION YEARS would've thought he'd win the title the way it went down last night. A day later, I still… I still can't put into words how I feel about the whole thing.

Ahuizotl: Neither can I, except that it was deplorable, and absolutely SICKENING. All I can hope is that these two, who are SUDDENLY on the same page, clue us in on how their plan came to prosper!

Garble: Yeah, seriously… Just look at these two! They're being all cuddly, and lovey-dovey with each other. Just… WHAT HAPPENED? Why are they so close, like nothing ever happened between them?! I NEED to know!

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Thunderlane: This AGAIN? Come on, peeps! Get some new material! -he chuckles as he kisses Cloudchaser on the forehead before lifting her up onto the apron. He then climbs up onto it himself, holding the middle rope down for her so she can enter the ring. Thunderlane then enters the ring himself, and gets on top of the middle rope nearest to him. He flaunts his brand new title in the air, earning nothing but hatred from the audience. Finally, he steps off the top rope, as Cloudchaser already as a microphone for the two of them. Thunderlane holds the microphone with one hand, and wraps the other arm around Cloudchaser, holding her close to his body-

Crowd: THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LAAAAAAAANE! FUCK YOU, THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LAAAAAAAANE! FUCK YOU, THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LAAAAAAAANE! FUCK YOU, THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LAAAAAAAANE! FUCK YOU, THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LAAAAAAAANE! FUCK YOU, THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LAAAAAAAANE! FUCK YOU, THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LANE! THUN-DER-LAAAAAAAANE! FUCK YOU, THUN-DER-LANE!

Thunderlane: Seriously… It was humorous at first, but now it's just becoming PATHETIC. -boos- You chump stains are trying to put a damper on my mood. You're trying to ruin MY MOMENT! -loud boos- Yeah! This is MY MOMENT! But I'm sorry to say, it's not going to work. -he smirks- You can sing all your petty songs, and call me every name in the book. NONE OF IT is going to bring me down, because last night, was the third greatest night, in my entire life! The two I put in front of it was the 10th grade prom, where Cloudchaser and I had our first date… AND our first dance. -Cloudchaser sighs in happiness of the memory- And the BEST night of all? Was a few months ago, when the two of us were reunited at last…-the two hug firmly-

Crowd: WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG! WE'RE GONNA GAG!

Thunderlane: But last night was definitely up there. I BEAT Giz Hero, and I. Made. HISTORY! Just like I said I was going to, I became the first man to win both The World Brawler's title, AND The Carnage title at two separate points. -major boos are elicited from the crowd- Yeah… Yeah that stings, doesn't it? That just BURNS you all up inside. Imagine how it feels for the FORMER Champion… Your Golden Boy, Giz Hero. Yeah, I bet he feels like a total moron right now. -grins- He SHOULD, because he underestimated me! You ALL underestimated me! And I made you pay! Sure, Giz pulled out a lot of cool new moves, but no matter what, he was NEVER gonna win. It wasn't gonna happen! He may not have knew it… YOU ALL certainly didn't expect it, but I knew it. -smirks- Myself, and one other person were WELL aware of how things were gonna pan out. And we PLANNED it that way, and might I say… It worked to PERFECTION. And why wouldn't it? It had ALL the elements of a great plan. No one expected it, and that's what made it so GREAT. Now, first things first, I'd like to thank my partner in crime, who played the biggest role of all in helping this plan go off without a hitch. That's right. For those of you that have been pissed at me for devising such a dastardly, heinous plot… Don't be. Because it WASN'T my idea. The MASTERMIND of this trickery, was none other than my eternally captivating, deviously DELICIOUS, majestic maiden… Cloudchaser. -he looks deep into her eyes, grabbing one of her hands and laying a kiss upon it. Cloudchaser grins as she plants a small kiss on Thunderlane's lips, the crowd booing ever-so-loudly-

Crowd: FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUUUUUUNT! CLOUD-CHASER, YOU'RE A FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUUUUUUNT! CLOUD-CHASER, YOU'RE A FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUUUUUUNT! CLOUD-CHASER, YOU'RE A FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUUUUUUNT! CLOUD-CHASER, YOU'RE A FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUUUUUUNT! CLOUD-CHASER, YOU'RE A FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUUUUUUNT! CLOUD-CHASER, YOU'RE A FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUNT! FU-CKING CUUUUUUNT! CLOUD-CHASER, YOU'RE A FU-CKING CUNT!

Thunderlane: -looking out at the audience, enraged- HEY! HEY! YOU ALL SHUT THE HELL UP! DON'T YOU DARE! DON'T. YOU. DARE! TALK TO THIS WOMAN LIKE THAT! She's the LOVE OF MY LIFE! You can say WHATEVER you'd like about me, but don't you EVER bash her like that! -He sighs heavily in anger- It's not OUR fault that you people were FOOLED by us! It's not OUR fault that you couldn't see this coming! You're all just bent out of shape because you couldn't have predicted this, and that FRUSTRATES you, but don't take it out on us! YOU'RE the cunts here! Each and everyone of you are CUNTS, so SHOVE IT! -ultra boos- And maybe- Probably not, because you're all a bunch of simpletons, but MAYBE you'll see things our way more after the creator of this ploy explains why she felt the need to stage it. -he looks at Cloudchaser with a loving smile- Go ahead, baby.

Cloudchaser: -grinning- Thank you, babe. -the crowd is already booing as she start to speak, causing Cloudchaser to giggle- So, I'll fill you all in on how this whole plan came to be. I'm so sick and tired of being asked, "why" by everyone. Fans on Twitter, personal friends… Even some of the backstage staff asked me "why" earlier today. The freaking LIGHTING director, whose name I don't even KNOW! I've never even seen this guy in my life, but apparently he's adamant on knowing "why" I cost Giz Hero The Carnage Championship. -she sighs- Well… I'll tell you. I'll tell the WORLD "why", although I don't expect many people, especially you fans to understand, because I doubt you've ever had a lover, or have ever been loved by another human being. -major boos, as Cloudchaser giggles some more- And if you don't like my reasoning, then that's just too damn bad... Everything has an explanation. But before we get to the reveal, we have to go back in time… To the source. It's pretty much public knowledge at this point of the past that Thunderlane and I have shared. We first met all the way back in the 6th grade, right after my family had moved to the Loneyville area. We didn't have any classes together, but I had seen him around a lot, and I'll admit… I thought he was pretty cute, from the first moment I saw him. But nothing really happened between us until 10th grade, a few weeks before our prom. Thunderlane very shyly asked me to go with him, and I had been having the hots for him for the past few years. In 6th grade, I thought he was just cute. But once we got to 8th grade, he grew into a very handsome young man. So, naturally, I said yes. Long story short, things went great. And from that point on, we were off to the races; we began dating. Thunderlane treated me with such respect, and he made sure to give me all the love that I could handle. There was never a time where he mistreated me, or where I regretted ever going to the prom with him. Every second I spent with him was one I cherished. But one day, without warning… It all ended, after 2 and a half years. I met Thunderlane in the park, and he told me that he was going away. He was moving to Canterlot, to train to become a wrestler, because that's where the nearest training facility was. Regardless of what the reason was, my heart was crushed. He promised to keep in contact with me, but after he left town, I didn't hear from him again; at least not for a long time. No text messages, no emails, no written letters. I wondered what I had done wrong, and it ate me up inside for many years. I got over it eventually, but every once in a while, I thought about Thunderlane, and my heart began to ache. I wanted to see him again, very badly. I finally got that chance once The Equestrian Wrestling Federation was formed. We were both assigned to different brands, which was probably for the best, because I was a nervous wreck whenever Thunderlane was around. The only time we were in the same building was during pay per views, which I decided to stay away from him throughout the entirety of those shows, and it looks like he did the same. And then, one day, Thunderlane was traded to Lunacy, and my heart skipped a beat. I was both excited, and terrified, because a part of me did not want to speak to him again, out of fear that he may be a totally different person. But then, on May 28th- I'll never forget the day… Thunderlane took the plunge, and he finally talked to me. I felt like throwing up, but we soon wound up kissing in his locker room. He asked me to manage him in that match that night, and how could I say no? From that day on, Thunderlane and I became an item again. We never looked back. And yes, I said "from that day on," meaning that we NEVER broke up. This story is a complicated one, because, well… Love is a complicated thing. Here is where it gets elaborate. Though I was happy to be with Thunderlane again, I had always wondered why he never wrote to me in Canterlot. And it was at that point that Thunderlane finally told me the truth. He didn't move to Canterlot to train to become a Wrestler. Well, he DID want to do that, but there was a much bigger, underlying issue underneath as to why he left me. And that issue comes in the form of my sister, Flitter…-she begins to scowl as the crowd OHHHHHHs-

Cloudchaser: You all know Flitter. She's been described as a temperamental hothead, but everyone has their flaws. At the heart of things, she's someone that cares for those she loves deeply. We've had our arguments, but that's what sisters, and siblings as a whole do. But I'll be honest with you… When we were teenagers, specifically around the time I was dating Thunderlane, so for about a three year period… Flitter was a very unpleasant person to be around. I usually wound up staying over at Thunderlane's house, because, for some reason, Flitter did not approve of me dating him. I mean she REAAAALLY did not like him, for reasons that I just never understood. She claimed that she was just trying to protect me, because you know how sisters are, but I SWEAR that Thunderlane was a wonderful guy! I TRIED to get Flitter to see that, but she just WOULDN'T budge. She INSISTED that he was an asshole, and she did everything she could to keep us away from each other. Whenever my sister and Thunderlane were around one another, Flitter couldn't even hold her tongue when it came to her opinion on him! She would OPENLY, TO HIS FACE yell at Thunderlane, and overall make him VERY uncomfortable. And the same went for me! Here I am, just trying to hang out with my boyfriend, yet we can't even have any time to ourselves because my ANNOYING, nagging sister is in our ears, constantly spouting off her opinion on what she thinks about him! UGH! It was too much! Luckily, Thunderlane is an easygoing guy, so he took it all in stride, and never made a scene about it. But it didn't change the fact that it still got to him, and he left Canterlot to get away from Flitter. To escape her judgement. He told me that he was too much of a coward to tell me the truth from the beginning, because he knew that, despite it all, I still loved my sister with all my heart. Hearing all this at long last, after years of being kept in the dark, was an eyeopening experience for me. I was never mad at Thunderlane ONCE, because I understood fully why he wouldn't have wanted to let me know what he was really feeling. That left him in a terrible spo, and I got that. No. Instead I was mad at two people… Myself, for not trying harder to get Flitter to accept Thunderlane as my boyfriend. I would ALWAYS stand up for him whenever she would say something slanderous about him, but that never helped anything. What I really should've done is got the three of us together, sat us down, and let us talk all of our differences out. Though, thinking back on that, Flitter wouldn't have went for it. She DESPISED Thunderlane enough to not even want to be in the same room as him, so that wouldn't have worked. And of course, I was FURIOUS at Flitter! I don't think I need to explain why… Because of her damn STUBBORNNESS, and her INABILITY to see what a great guy Thunderlane was, I LOST HIM for almost FIVE YEARS! Five years without the greatest guy in the Universe! The man who stole my heart, and promised to always be by my side! Everyday that I wasn't spending with him was AGONIZING! It was TORMENTING! And it was ALL YOUR FAULT, FLITTER! YOU took Thunderlane away from me! And just like the bitch you are, once he left for Canterlot, you smirked, shrugged your shoulders, and said, "Ha! I TOLD YOU he was an asshole! All this time he promised to never leave your side, and THERE HE GOES." And then you have the AUDACITY to mumble "dickhead" under your breath, as I'm SOBBING at home! And you'd rather gloat about how "right" you were, rather than console your weeping sister?! What kind of a SISTER ARE YOU?! You singlehandedly RUINED my relationship with Thunderlane, and you NEVER even said so much as, "sorry for being so rough on you guys." NOTHING! Just, "oh, I was so right. Of COURSE I was right! I'm freaking FLITTER! I'm ALWAYS right!" Yeah, well obviously you WEREN'T, because Thunderlane CAME BACK TO ME. You don't know ANYTHING about him, Flitter! After learning the truth, I was so distraught, that I… I had to… To do SOMETHING. I had to show my WRATH to my sister, and make her feel MISERABLE like I had been for all those years… Because of HER actions! So, that is when I got together with Thunderlane, and devised this entire plan. I dawdled on it for a few weeks, before the night after The Royal Rumble, everything was put into place. Thunderlane would be competing in a Battle Royal that night, as would I. They were to determined the competitors in the separate ladder matches at High Stakes, but the winner of the men's Battle Royal would receive a title match at High Stakes against Giz. So the first part of the plan, logically, called for Thunderlane to actually WIN that match. If he would've lost, then the whole damn thing would've been flushed down the drain.

Thunderlane: But I had confidence I was going to outlast all those other chumps, because none of them were on my level. -smirks- I had a damn good strategy, too. Keep out of the action, and save all my energy for the last few minutes of the match. It worked like a charm, of course, and I was on my way to High Stakes.

Cloudchaser: And then, after the match, Thunderlane picked up a microphone, and that's where the infamous rant he made on me came from. You all know the one… Where he called me "useless" and stuff, and made me bawl like a little baby. Yeah, NEWS-FLASH, people, everything that was said that night was all a part of the act. -she smirks, as the crowd boos loudly- Mhm! It was all meant to happen. For the plan to work, we needed to stage a breakup between Thunderlane and I, so I could gain sympathy from Flitter, Giz, and all of you. And you all bought it hook, line and SINKER. Which I guess I shouldn't be surprised by… My performance that night was SUPERB, after all. And for anyone wondering, that's because I had so much practice over the years, because I was constantly crying about the fact that Thunderlane was gone from my life. So all I had to do was think about the day in the park, when Thunderlane told me he'd be moving away, and from there, the waterworks EASILY start to flood in. So now I had sympathy, and nobody would have ever guessed that Thunderlane and I were still a couple. Fun fact… High Stakes was originally going to be where this plot would culminate. What was supposed to happen, was that I was going to lay Flitter out in our locker room, because Giz wanted us to stay backstage during his title match. Given what happened between Thunderlane and I a few weeks back, he didn't trust him at all, and so he requested that we stay in the locker room, so neither of us got hurt anymore. It was a very sweet gesture, but unfortunately, that too was a phase in our plan. We expected that Giz wouldn't want me out there with Thunderlane, because of our history. Nor his girlfriend, because he didn't want her to possibly be hurt by him, too. So I was supposed to beat my sister up, and come out to the ring anyway, and THAT would be where I jump onto Giz's back, and wind up costing him the title. What happened, though, is really simple… I felt remorse. I wasn't fully committed to hurting my sister. I was way too nervous, and my hesitation made it to where I couldn't complete my task. So, I never wound up showing up and ringside, and even WORSE, Thunderlane LOST. BUT… But, in a purely COINCIDENTAL turn of events, Thunderlane's foot was LUCKILY caught under the bottom rope, and that give him the argument to easily earn himself another title match. That was absolutely, one hundred percent NOT a part of the plan, but GOD we were so relieved that it happened that way. So, Thunderlane had another title opportunity as we get to Boiling Point. As expected, Giz again told Flitter and I to stay in the locker room. He really is a sweet, considerate guy. But NOW was the night… It was finally time for me to do MY part, and attack my sister. And to make sure I didn't chicken out, I was able to psyche myself up before the pay per view, and Thunderlane gave me some great advice that got me to make up my mind. It was, "Even though you may not have been aware, you've been looking forward to this moment for over 4 years. The moment when you could finally stick it to your sister!" Those words gave me the courage to finally go through it at, and as we were watching Giz vs Thunderlane, I finally struck. And THIS was the result…-she gestures towards the titantron- What you're about to see is official footage from Giz's locker room, recorded last night at Boiling Point…

-The footage rolls on the screen, captured by a security camera in Giz's locker room. Shot in black and white, like a surveillance camera, it shows Cloudchaser pouncing onto Flitter from behind. She grabs her by the hair and rams her face into the floor multiple time. She then gets to her feet and kicks at her sister's ribs before picking her up off the floor and bringing her over to a locker, where she proceeds to bash her skull into it time and time again. Finally, she yanks downwards on Flitter's hair, causing her to slam down into the floor. From there, she unlocks the door, and exits the locker room, leaving her sister brutalized. The crowd is booing among the loudest they ever have as the film stops, and the camera focuses back on both Cloudchaser and Thunderlane-

Crowd: FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH! FU-CKING BITCH!

Cloudchaser: Heh…-she shakes her head- I knew none of you would get it. You've never been in the position that I was thrown into by my sister, after all. People are going to judge me, and that's fine. It HAD to be done. After all these years, my sister FINALLY got a taste of her own medicine, and I couldn't be more ECSTATIC about it! She's been judging my relationship with Thunderlane ever since it began, so I'm already used to it. So have at it, people! Boo me! Boo US, because it doesn't MATTER what you have to say! It won't change the fact that Thunderlane and I are HAPPY with each other! We LOVE each other more than anything on this planet, and all of the jealousy you possess won't stop our love from evolving MORE AND MORE, with each passing day! NOBODY is going to stand in the way of our EVERLASTING love! I won't ALLOW it! Not even MY SISTER! Anybody who tries to intervene in the love we share? I WILL not hesitate to DESTROY THEM-

-"Since They Wanna Know" by Obie Trice officially ends Cloudchaser's tirade, as the crowd responds with ULTIMATE CHEEEEERS-

Ahuizotl: FINALLY! Someone to END this nonsense!

Garble: The FORMER Carnage Champion, GIZ HERO!

-Giz appears on the stage, in NO MOOD to mess around tonight. He powerwalks down the ramp with a MASSIVE wild-eyed look on his face. He walks around the ring to the timekeeper's area, grabbing his own microphone before entering the ring. He rubs the bridge of his nose as he stands in front of Thunderlane and Cloudchaser-

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

Giz: I've heard MORE than enough of this CRAP! -loud cheers- My breaking point was when you showed that… That OBSCENELY graphic footage of Flitter getting abused! Cloudchaser, I... I don't know what happened to you…

Cloudchaser: Oh, Giz… NOTHING has happened to me! Things are the same as they've ALWAYS been! I LOVE Thunderlane a little more now than I did yesterday, but that's IT.

Giz: I guess it's true what they say… Love really does make you do strange things…

Cloudchaser: I don't think it's strange at all. I was simply defending my love for Thunderlane. I'm sure you've heard it, since he and I got back together. I'm sure Flitter has complained to you about what an awful guy he was for making me cry, and for "abandoning me once again." Tell me I'm right.

Giz: Yes… Yes you ARE right. But you're WRONG for what you did to Flitter! How could you do that to your OWN sister?!

Cloudchaser: -sighs heavily- Oh Giz… I thought if ANYBODY would get where I'm coming from, it'd be YOU. I thought you understood me really well.

Giz: Cloudchaser… I'm not sure I understand ANYTHING at this point. I'm not saying that the love you and Thunderlane share isn't genuine, because I feel it is. But your love for Flitter must be totally NONEXISTENT if you could so… So CALLOUSLY attack her in my locker room without a second thought!

Cloudchaser: I'll just be upfront with you… I have not loved my sister since the night Thunderlane told me the actual reason why he left me behind. -SPECTACULAR boos- I DID have second thoughts at High Stakes, but that was just butterflies, you know? Beating down your sister, and exacting revenge is a big deal, and I was undoubtedly nervous. That's why I ultimately didn't pull the trigger. But I cleared my mind of ALL the anxiety I had last night, and things turned out GREAT.

Giz: So… You're REALLY pleased about how things went? Attacking your sister made you HAPPY?

Cloudchaser: Totally! -she grins- I haven't been this happy in a LONG time! Since I was with Thunderlane 5 years ago. Flitter finally knows my pain. She knows how I felt when she forced Thunderlane to move away, and all the subsequent years of heartbreak I suffered without him. And I'm also ELATED about my boyfriend becoming The NEW Carnage Champion! I KNEW he could do it! I KNEW he could beat you! I had faith in him from DAY ONE!

Giz: -he grumbles- What a happy little ending you two have given yourselves… I hope you're both PROUD of what you did…

Thunderlane: Oh, we ARE. We got EVERYTHING we could've wanted out of the deal. Cloudchaser wanted to get revenge on her sister, and I wanted the same thing for all she did to tear us apart from each other. I also wanted to be The Carnage Champion, and Cloudchaser did, too! All the objectives were hit, so it was an undeniable SUCCESS in our books.

Giz: I admittedly wasn't around five years ago… I didn't know you, Cloudchaser, your sister, or you, Thunderlane. I never experienced your relationship, and I never heard Flitter's criticisms. So I'm not going to stand here and deny everything you said, Cloudchaser, because I just wasn't involved in it. Flitter very well may have been a scornful person back then…. She may have even been jealous of your relationship, because she wasn't able to spend as much time with you.

Cloudchaser: That is all on her. If she wouldn't have been such a bratty BITCH to Thunderlane, I wouldn't have had to leave the house so often, and we COULD'VE spent more time together!

Giz: I get what you're saying, but… Flitter was a teenager back then. We all were. She wasn't old enough to realize that what she was saying had consequences. She simply thought she was doing the right thing, even if it was the worst decision she could've made. I know that I was a much different person back when I was a teenager. The similarities between myself five years ago, and who I am now are BAFFLING. But Flitter has changed a lot since then, Cloudchaser. She still makes mistakes, but don't we all? I think you made one just last night, by attacking her when she least expected it. Flitter has a bad temper sometimes, but she is self aware enough to know when to apologize, and admit when she was in the wrong. I am willing to bet that if you and Thunderlane had sat down with her as soon as you learned the truth, you'd be able to hash things out, and it'd all be water under the bridge.

Cloudchaser: That wouldn't be enough, Giz! I don't want some damn APOLOGY. Apologizing isn't going to give me back the FIVE YEARS I had to endure without Thunderlane in my life! You CAN'T replace that! And Flitter can't take back all she said about Thunderlane, and all the AGONY she wound up putting me through! -she is on the verge of crying. Real tears, we can assume- Sis… Sisters aren't supposed to HURT each other like that! They're supposed to SUPPORT their decisions!

Giz: ….Well how hypocritical of you… Did you really just say that? "Sisters aren't supposed to hurt each other"... WHAT DID YOU JUST DO LAST NIGHT?! YOU BULLIED FLITTER!

Cloudchaser: THAT'S DIFFERENT! ...SHE HAD IT COMING! I NEVER DESERVED TO HAVE MY BOYFRIEND RIPPED AWAY FROM ME! AND THUNDERLANE DIDN'T DESERVE BEING SCOLDED BY HER ON A DAILY BASIS!

Giz: That was a DIFFERENT Flitter! She isn't perfect, but it's her FLAWS that attract me to her the most! She's ALWAYS willing to learn from her mistakes. And mark my words, Cloudchaser… You WILL learn from the mistake you made at Boiling Point, when you tore Flitter's HEART out of her CHEST!

Cloudchaser: It wasn't a mistake! I made the right choice! I know it in my heart! I only wish that YOU didn't get thrusted into the whole situation, Giz… I care about you. You know what, right? That wasn't all just an act on my part. You're a terrific dude, and you've been treating Flitter like a princess. The only regret I have about this whole thing is that you had to be a critical part of it. It all just made so much sense... YOU were The Carnage Champion, AND you were Flitter's BOYFRIEND. I wanted Flitter to feel pain, so in addition to beating her up, I figured I'd throw in some emotional trauma by cheating her boyfriend out of his title. And of course Thunderlane benefitted from it because he wanted the belt himself. So in one fell swoop, he become Carnage Champion, and I got to CRUSH my sister my whipping her ass, and by also SCREWING YOU. -multitude of boos follow- I really do apologize, though… I wish things didn't have to turn out this way.

Giz: The same goes for me… And things WOULDN'T have turned out like this if you hadn't have acted so CARELESSLY, and quite frankly, MORONICALLY! -DEAFENING cheers-

Thunderlane: Hey! -he points an index finger at Giz- Don't call my girl an idiot!

Giz: -he shoves his finger away- I wouldn't call her that if it didn't ring true! She's EARNED the moniker after her actions as of late! You want the truth, Cloudchaser? I'll give you a tidbit of it, smarty-pants. Yes, Flitter DID criticize Thunderlane HEAVILY… When he broke up with you, which turned out to be just a ruse. But when he made you cry on national television, she DID go on about what a big piece of crap he was, for long periods of time. But for those few weeks that you were a happy couple, not pulling any crap? She PRAISED Thunderlane. She was OVERJOYED that the two of you found each other again, and had the courage to start your relationship over. During those weeks? She didn't have a single bad thing to say about him. That is PROOF that she has changed since her teenage years! You could've just ASKED me that, and I would've told you, and then NONE of this would've had to happen.

Cloudchaser: It's not that simple, Giz… It wouldn't have changed my mind. I still wanted Flitter to feel the pain I had been feeling. And let's say, okay, I'm not going to attack Flitter. Thunderlane STILL would've had a title shot against you. And, as his girlfriend, I only want him to be happy. And he wouldn't have been happy until he claimed The Carnage Championship as his own. So, even if I would've held off on beating down my sister, I STILL would've had to come out at Boiling Point and distract you. And that would've done just as much to hurt Flitter emotionally. And yeah, I WOULD'VE done it. Because NOBODY's happiness is more important to me than Thunderlane's!

Giz: Alright. You give your allegiance to your boyfriend. Fair enough. That's what all couples should do. But you want some MORE truth? Let's see if you can handle this. You may think Thunderlane is some excellent guy, but just because you believe that, doesn't mean it's a fact. The way I see it? He's a first-rate asshole. -major cheers- NOT because he made you cry on TV, because that was all a part of your plan. A plan YOU create, no less. No. It's because he never once even THOUGHT about stopping you from going through with the plan! Rather than standing by and letting you PULVERIZE your sister? He let it all happened. He went through with IT ALL. He pretended to break up with you, and let you fake sympathy, and allowed you to hurt people that you loved OTHER than him.

Thunderlane: Uhh… DUH I did. I wanted Flitter to suffer just as much as Cloudchaser did! For all the years we spent apart. And I wanted to win The Carnage Championship, too.

Giz: First off, YOU'RE the reason the relationship was nonexistent for all those years! You could've came back to Loneyville after a few months, but NO… You stayed put in Canterlot like the COWARD that you are! -cheers-

Thunderlane: I didn't want to deal with Flitter's bullshit anymore!

Giz: So what? TOUGH SHIT. You're a man aren't you? It's your job to protect your love! If Flitter was really THAT unbearable, you could've taken Cloudchaser WITH YOU. That's an option for ya! But I think I know WHY you went alone… You got BORED with Cloudchaser. It was a combination of being fed up with Flitter, and getting tired of your girlfriend. Who knows how many chicks you banged while in Canterlot, as your girlfriend is at home convalescing, thinking you still actually love her?

Thunderlane: I'll have you know that I didn't have sex with ANY girls during the five years Cloudchaser and I were apart! Though we weren't technically a couple any longer, I stayed faithful to her that ENTIRE time! I was saving myself only for HER.

Cloudchaser: Awww~... You really don't know anything about Thunderlane either, Giz.

Thunderlane: And besides, dude.. Why would I pass up the opportunity to win The Carnage Championship a little bit easier than if I would've without Cloudchaser being on the same page with me? Call me lazy, call me a coward, or an opportunist if you want. I prefer to call myself a WINNER, and A CHAMPION, and it's all because I followed my girlfriend's plan to A TEE. Remember… This was all HER idea, and I was completely on board with it. Cloudchaser didn't just come up with this plan to get back at her sister… She also made it up to net me this title faster. -he looks at the belt around his shoulder- It was so very sweet of her! Think of it this way… This was her way of SUPPORTING me. Coming out last night to get involved, it gave me the chance to finish you off. It's every man's DREAM for their girlfriend to support them, and Cloudchaser went ABOVE AND BEYOND to do so! She just did it in a way that most girlfriend's would be too scared to do, and THAT fact only makes it all the more amazing! She loves me enough to put her relationship with you at stake, and to sever her relationship with her sister ENTIRELY. Why I would I turn any of that down? -ultra boos-

Giz: Yeeeeeaaaah… Why WOULD a PIECE OF SHIT like you turn that down? -cheers- I don't give a DAMN what Cloudchaser thinks! From where I'M standing? You're nothing more than a manipulative, scheming PRICK. You went along with Cloudchaser's plan without any problems, just so you could win my title! I don't even think you love her to begin with. You left her five years ago to do your own thing, and when you wound up on Lunacy, you figured you'd reignite your relationship with her as a means of becoming Champion. You've got her eating out of the palm of your hand, but I'm not so convinced! How do we even know you weren't lying to begin with? What if Flitter's attitude back then didn't even get on your nerves AT ALL?! What if you LIED to build tensions between two sisters who, for all intensive purposes, had NO issues to begin with?! The bottom line, Thunderlane, is that you're just a miserable HOMEWRECKER! -Giz gains the ULTIMATE cheers from the crowd-

Crowd: HOME-WRE-CKER! HOME-WRE-CKER! HOME-WRE-CKER! HOME-WRE-CKER! HOME-WRE-CKER! HOME-WRE-CKER! HOME-WRE-CKER! HOME-WRE-CKER! HOME-WRE-CKER! HOME-WRE-CKER! HOME-WRE-CKER!

Thunderlane: AGGGGHHHH! Now you've got THESE idiots going again! THANKS A LOT! You're just as stubborn as your bitch of a girlfriend, it seems. I ADORE Cloudchaser! I CHERISH her! She is my EVERYTHING! And I don't give a fuck if SHE is the only one that believes it! That's all I NEED! I only want HER to know the truth about how I feel! I wouldn't be Carnage Champion without her, sure; at least I wouldn't have won it this quickly. But I wouldn't be the man I am without her, either! If it weren't for her, I'd be some scrawny, weak little poindexter. Kind of like how YOU used to be, Hero.

Giz: Yeah… And I became STRONG so that I could ANNIHILATE people like you that INSULT my girlfriend, and STEAL my Championship away from me! Flitter is NOT a bitch! She is the ANTITHESIS of a bitch! She's the GREATEST thing to ever happen to me, and you deciding to fuck up the relationship she has with her sister is going to turn out to be the WORST thing that's ever happened to you! I SWEAR it! I will not STOP BREATHING until I convince Cloudchaser that you aren't the man she THINKS you are! You did not EARN The Carnage Championship, Thunderlane! But I'll show you how a REAL man accomplishes something… WITHOUT some weaselly plan, and without having your GIRLFRIEND do most of the work! -the crowd OHHHHs before cheering, as they are TOTALLY in Giz's favor-

"That sounds like a tremendous idea, Giz!"

-The crowd boos as General Manager Luna promptly appears on the titantron, smiling in her office-

Luna: I think I know where you're going with this, Giz. You were about to challenge Thunderlane to a match at Lunapalooza, weren't you?

Giz: -nodding- Yes I was! He's had it coming to him!

Luna: Well, you have an automatic rematch clause, so that won't be a problem at all. Mind if I spice things up a little bit, though?

Giz: Go for it. You're the boss.

Luna: Yes, and I am the boss BECAUSE I make GREAT decisions like these. I'll give you the chance to show Thunderlane how, as you said, "a real man accomplishes something." And to ensure that you are given a better likelihood to do so, WITHOUT the interference of Cloudchaser, or anyone else… At Lunapalooza, you will meet Thunderlane, one-on-one, for The Carnage Championship…. Inside the confines of FIFTEEN FOOT HIGH, UNFORGIVING STEEL CAGE!

-The crowd begins going APE SHIT, as Giz grins for the first time all day, Cloudchaser looks completely shocked, and Thunderlane completely INFURIATED-

Garble: AHAHAHA! YES! HELL YES! A STEEL CAGE MATCH!

Ahuizotl: THUNDERLANE'S BESIDE HIMSELF!

Luna: Mhm, mhm. -she blows on her shoulders before dusting them off- No need to repeat what I exclaimed earlier, I KNOW it's a stellar idea. Good luck, gentlemen.

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

Ahuizotl: Luna has done it again! That is a VERY fair rematch for The Carnage Championship!

Garble: Absolutely! I see nothing but positives about it! Oh, and dollar signs, too!

Ahuizotl: What a WAR that's going to be! After the debacle at Boiling Point, Cloudchaser won't be able to make her presence felt at Lunapalooza! Giz Hero and Thunderlane are going to be locked in a Steel Cage, and the only way they can survive is via their OWN merit. Not anyone ELSE's chicanery!

Garble: That's the way it SHOULD be! Two dudes with a red-hot rivalry, duking it out as they're surrounded by nothing but cold, solid STEEL. This is going to be one for THE AGES! A Collision of EPIC proportions! WHO is going to escape The Cage with The Carnage Championship in tow?!

-We go to commercial as the crowd is still chanting "YAY." Meanwhile, Thunderlane is complaining to Cloudchaser, as a big wrench has just been thrown into their plan-

Match 4: Giz Hero vs Party Favor

-Once the bell rings, Party Favor approaches Giz. He pulls a streamer out, and blows it in his face. The streamer brushes against Giz's nose, but he doesn't seem to mind it. Party Favor then throws it aside, and a birthday hat emerges from one of his seemingly large pockets. (It's one of those that you strap around your chin.) Giz gladly accepts it, and places it onto his head, latching it around his chin-

Garble: Giz looks to be quite chipper, despite what just happened to him 24 hours ago.

Ahuizotl: That's exactly what party Favor was hoping for. His goal is to bring smiles to everyone around the world!

-Party Favor grins at Giz's choice to put on the party hat. He isn't grinning for much longer, though, as Giz pops him in the jaw with an Uppercut, knocking him down to the mat-

Garble: And just like that, this shindig comes to an abrupt end!

-3 minutes later-

-Giz picks up Party Favor in a Torture Rack position before he starts spinning in place, the crowd starting to count the rotations-

Garble: We saw this last night! Giz calls this The UFO - Unidentified Flying Opponent! (Here it is, for anyone who has already forgotten: fatdotgfycatdotcom/DefinitiveEssentialAfricanclawedfrogdotwebm )

Ahuizotl: Absolutely BREATHTAKING! The things this man can do are simply ASTONISHING!

-After 25 rotations, Giz releases Party Favor and lets him freely spin into the air until he smashes into the mat-

Garble: 25 Orbits! All while he was wearing the PARTY HAT, no less!

-Giz takes a waiting stance, and once Party Favor makes it to his feet, he lands a kick into his opponent's gut before grabbing a hold of his wrists-

Ahuizotl: And this could be the climax of this HILARIOUSLY one-sided battle!

Garble: Your Friendlyyy… Neighborhoood…-Giz lets himself fall to the mat in a seated position, while Party Favor's back CRASHES into it- POWERBOOOOOOOMB!

*1…..2…..3!* -the fans rejoice with nothing but cheers as the bell rings. Thunderlane gets out of his chair in anger, knocking his chair down as he grabs a hold of Cloudchaser's hand and tugs on it to bring her up to her feet-

Ahuizotl: And the party is ALL OVER for Party Favor!

Madden: Here is YOOOOOOUUUUURRRR WIIIIIINNEEEEERRRR… GGGGGGGGIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIZ.. HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOO!

Garble: Giz Hero, not showing ANY ill effects from his defeat last night at Boiling Point! He hasn't lost a STEP. He's still as dangerous and effective as he was before!

Ahuizotl: Thunderlane is visibly FRUSTRATED that his fierce rival was able to earn that victory without so much as breaking a SWEAT. And Cloudchaser looks fairly concerned.

Garble: Perhaps she's thinking about how roughed up her boyfriend is going to get at Lunapalooza when he steps inside of a STEEL CAGE with GIZ HERO, of all people!

Ahuizotl: One of the most physically grueling fighters in the entire EWF… And Thunderlane is going to have to contest with HIM in one of the most physically grueling CONTESTS in our industry? That's a Double Whammy for our Carnage Champion right there, and I could not be ANYMORE giddy about it!

-Thunderlane gets up onto the apron as Giz is having his hands raised. The crowd boos wildly as Thunderlane mocks Giz by holding up the title that was once his with a smirk. Giz responds by walking over to Thunderlane, removing the party hat he had been wearing the whole match, and snapping it into his face using the chin strap-

Garble: OH! The point of that party hat just pricked Thunderlane right under his left eye!

Ahuizotl: I guess you could say the prick got PRICKED.

Garble: Haha!

-That distracts Thunderlane long enough for Giz to unleash one solid Uppercut into Thunderlane's chin, which causes him to collapse off the apron. Unfortunately, Cloudchaser was standing right below her boyfriend, and so his back ultimately knocks into her. The two tumble to the floor together, with most of Thunderlane's weight landing on top of Cloudchaser's left arm. Cloudchaser immediately screeches out in pain as Thunderlane rolls off of his girlfriend, a look of terror immediately coming across his face-

Ahuizotl: OH DAMN! That was one hell of a ferocious Uppercut by Giz Hero, and it wound up blasting Thunderlane off the apron and smashing into his beloved sweetheart!

Garble: Listen to Cloudchaser's shrieks of pain! Thunderlane must've fell right on top of her arm!

Ahuizotl: -sarcasm- Awww, well isn't that just terrible? I say, GOOD! She attacked her OWN sister in cold blood last night, and injured her! She'll get NO sympathy from me!

Garble: Me either. What goes around COMES AROUND. I just wonder what the status of her arm is. Could it be broken? Fractured?

-Giz Hero leaves the ring without a second glance to Thunderlane, or his girlfriend's wounded sister. He simply begins walking up the ramp, truthfully proud of his efforts both during the match, and after-

Ahuizotl: Whatever it is, Giz Hero does not seem too compassionate about it. I don't blame him in the slightest. He's had ENOUGH of the shenanigans between Thunderlane and Cloudchaser! And at Lunapalooza, he'll finally have the chance to put an END to it!

Crowd: -to Cloudchaser- YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH! YOU POOR BITCH!

Thunderlane: SHUT UP, YOU BARBARIANS! -he gets on his knees right next to Cloudchaser, clutching at his jaw as a few doctors are trying to deduce how hurt she is. Cloudchaser seems to yell in pain every single second, so Thunderlane does his own yelling at the doctors- HEY! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! YOU BE GENTLE WITH MY ANGEL, DAMMIT! SHE'S THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN MY LIFE!

Doctor 1: We HAVE to examine the status of her arm to find out the extent of her pain!

Thunderlane: YOU'D BETTER NOT HURT HER FURTHER, YOUR JACKASSES! YOU HEAR?! -The scene fades, as the doctors continue to have to put up with Thunderlane's verbal abuse-

-Meanwhile, back in the parking lot, a gorgeous, black Cadillac Escalade pulls up to the building. The driver exits the vehicle and walks over to the door behind him on the left side of the car. He opens it up, and out pops Turf, in her full Boss get-up. But now she's got The Crater Chick Championship draped over her shoulder. She turns around, waiting for Silver Spoon to exit the car, followed finally by Sonia Flare. Turf then turns around, walking towards the building with swagger in her step as Silver Spoon walks next to her on her left, and Sonia, walking like a runway model with one hand on her hip, to her right. All three ladies have large smirks on their faces-

Garble: And there they are… The Mean Girls, arriving in style. Just what I'd expect of the brand new Crater Chick Champion. And we're going to hear from Turf, Silver Spoon, and their newest prospect, Sonia Flare. They're going to address the controversy surrounding last night's victory at Boiling Point, and that's NEXT.

-We return to the show with "Sky's the Limit" by CFO$ bringing forth a flurry of boos from the crowd-

Ahuizotl: And it's time for some more justification here on Monday Night Lunacy! We're gonna get to the bottom of a story that has been ravaged with puzzlement for the past day!

-Turf walks out onto the stage first, The Crater Chick Championship fit tight around her waist. Next is Silver Spoon, and they are then rounded out by Sonia Flare. The three do the official Mean Girls handshake, with Turf holding both of her hands out in the middle of the pack so that Turf and Sonia, standing on both sides of her can lightly tap them before all three do a little snap- (this is what it looks like when all three do it: idotgyazodotcom/1b50de7adde99c8dde3660a9d3fe642ddotgif )

Madden: Laaaadiiieees aaaand geeentlemeeeen.. Pllleeeeaaaase weeeelcoooome.. SIIIIIIIIIILVER SPOOOOOOON! SOOOOOOOOONIIIIIIIIIAAAAAA FLLLLLAAAAAAAAREEEEE! AAAAND THHHHEEE NEEEEEEEEW! CRRRRAAAATERRRR CHIIIIIIIIIIIIICK CHAAAAAAMPIIIIIIIOOOOOON… TUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRF!

Garble: And as you can plainly see, Turf has added a new "accessory" to her ensemble. Along with her "BOSS" necklace, her Shutter Shades and her "LEGIT" and "BOSS" rings, she now has the biggest and brightest piece of jewelry of all… The Crater Chick Championship.

Ahuizotl: Yes, and she acquired it through very nefarious tactics, as The Mean Girls are prone to do. I don't know if they somehow convinced Sonia Flare to join their little bully brigade, or if she did it under her own volition, but she was successfully able to infiltrate last night's title match, and wound up ripping the title away from the clutches of Diamond Tiara…

Garble: It seemed to be a running theme last night. People that you LEAST expected to show up interfered in title matches, and cost the good guys The Championships. They were three of the most shocking moments of the night. And that's saying A TON, because Boiling Point was just freaking NUTTY.

Ahuizotl: Sonia Flare was a shocker and a half. Besides she and her new allies, whatever they want to call themselves, NOBODY else could have predicted her involvement! And I really hope these three are out here to lay things out for us, because I'm STUMPED at this young lady's actions.

Garble: We'll probably get our answers, mixed within a crapload of bragging…

-Silver Spoon and Sonia hold the middle rope down for Turf on both sides of her before entering the ring themselves. Turf grabs the microphone from Madden, giving him a dirty look as Sonia exclaims for him to, "GET LOSS, GEEK!" The crowd is already booing before Turf can even take her stance in the middle of the ring-

Turf: Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa WHOA! Are… Are you BOOIN' DAH CHAMP? -more boos follow-

Crowd: YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE! YES WE ARE!

Silver Spoon: RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE! That's so rude.

Turf: You don't BOO dah Champ, 'kay? I nailed Diamond Tiara with her stupid little move, and I MADE HER TAP OUT! -boos- And I'll make EVERY LAST ONE of you little shits tap out, too! YA GOT ME?! -more boos follow, as Turf grins- OHHHH you don't like that? You don't like that, do you? WELL GET USED TO IT, because I'M THE BOSS. I'M THE CHAMP, and I'll make that little goody two-shoes Diamond, or anyone else that wants to STEP TA ME tap AS MUCH AS IT TAKES! -boos-

Crowd: CRATER CHICK CHUMP! CRATER CHICK CHUMP! CRATER CHICK CHUMP! CRATER CHICK CHUMP! CRATER CHICK CHUMP! CRATER CHICK CHUMP! CRATER CHICK CHUMP! CRATER CHICK CHUMP! CRATER CHICK CHUMP! CRATER CHICK CHUMP! CRATER CHICK CHUMP! CRATER CHICK CHUMP!

Turf: HAHA! You must have me confused with the OLD Champ! -boos- The only reason Diamond held this belt for 3 months is because I didn't accept one of her little "open challenges." SHE was the DEFINITION of a chump Champion! Diamond spent all her time fighting off all these other chicks, that by the time Boiling Point came around, she didn't have any energy left to beat me! But see, I'm a lot smarter than her. I always have been, even all the back back to when I was 8 years old. I ain't gonna be some Charitable Champion, and give people that don't deserve a title shot one just to prove how good I am. There ain't gonna be no "Crater Chick Championship Open Challenge" anymore, because you all already know what's TRUE. I don't have to defend this title every single week. You sweathogs don't deserve THE HONOR of seeing The Boss in a big-time match every Monday Night! -boos- Everyone already knows that I'm The BADDEST Chick in The EWF, and this Championship VALIDATES IT. -she rubs the belt around her waist, grinning as Silver Spoon and Sonia applaud- Now that I've laid down the law…Every success story needs support to help steer it in the right direction. And without my Managing Director, and my newest position filled, my Empire wouldn't be flourishing right now. So, with that in mind… As The Boss, I'd like the introduce to all of you, my revolting employees, the newest piece to my Administration… The latest member of my critically acclaimed Board Of Directors. She just came on board last night, and she's gonna help Managing Director Spoon and I run this show, and keep my reign in tip top shape. I give to you, my Executive Director! -the crowd showers Sonia with boos as Turf hands her the microphone, she and Silver Spoon applauding her as Sonia now takes center stage for the first time in her EWF career-

Sonia: Thank you very much for this opportunity, Turf and Silver Spoon. I am excited to be a part of your regime. And don't you worry… I won't take advantage of either of you, and then up and LEAVE like a certain SOMEONE did…-boos- So ungrateful. And you can bet that 6 months from now, I'm not going to see "the error of my ways" and CHANGE MYSELF in order to find peace. Heh… Not a chance. Because the truth is, I already HAVE changed. And I know in my heart that it was the right choice for me! Just one week ago, I was not the same person you see before you today. I was a MUCH different woman than I am now. I was naive. I was hopeful. And I was lost. You all should know me, but in case you DON'T… First of all, you will very soon; the REAL me. Second… My name is Sonia Flare. -boos- I made my debut in The EWF last Monday Night. I was like a little girl all over again! Excited and anxious at the same time, and ready to make a great first impression. I showed up in Canterlot Championship Wrestling just last month, but I was very quickly confident in my abilities. Almost FOOLISHLY confident, I might add. But nonetheless, I figured I'd drive to The Asylum, and try my hand at dethroning Diamond Tiara, and winning The Crater Chick Championship. I didn't expect the crowd to be on my side; I didn't even think anyone there would know who I was! But I couldn't let such a grand opportunity go to waste. Once Diamond Tiara's music hit, I was the first one behind the curtain, meaning I'd be the lucky gal who would get a free title match, on the grand stage of Monday Night Lunacy. It was a dream come true for a girl like me, and I planned to make the most of it, and savor every little second out in that ring. And hey, if I actually managed to WIN? Then I'm The Crater Chick Champion, and Luna's hands would be tied. She'd be FORCED to sign me to an exclusive contract. I could only hope. That night… Was almost everything I HAD hoped for. ALMOST… Besides the fact that I LOST to Diamond, I didn't exactly… Get the reaction I was hoping for. I mean, I KNEW not many people would know who I am, so it'd be difficult for them to root for me… But, and I've got no problem tooting my own horn here… I put on a DAMN good showing against The Crater Chick Champion! There were several occasions in that match where I almost BEAT her! And after the dust had settled, and the match had ended… Sure, the crowd was ELECTRIC; the air was FILLED with cheers… But those cheers CLEARLY weren't for me. They were for DIAMOND. As I stood there, disappointed in my performance, Diamond got my attention, and extended her hand to me. I didn't have a problem shaking it. I then waited for a few seconds, wondering if Diamond was going to raise my hand, as a way of endorsing me, but it never happened. I decided to raise her hand instead, as yet another sign of respect, because I felt things would be awkward if I left the ring on that note. Now, I don't want any of you to get the wrong idea… At this point, I truly respected Diamond Tiara. And, honestly, I still do. She is a TREMENDOUS competitor, and with the way she shook my hand, I looked at her as an honorable human being. -her face then morphs into a scowl-...But that just isn't going to CUT IT! So WHAT if she raised my hand? What's that going to do for my career? Let's face it… You guys… The crowd? You're the driving force of this business. You dictate how the wheels turn. If you decide to cheer for someone like Diamond, then they're quickly going to become a popular athlete. And if you continuously show disdain for someone like Turf, then she's going to be looked at as the opposite. But then, there are people like me, who are stuck in the middle. They get NO reaction. ZERO! NOTHING! If you're a wrestler, then you strive to receive one or the other. If no one is reacting to you, then it shows that they don't care about you, and that means that you don't matter. As you might imagine, I was RACKING MY BRAIN, trying to figure out why you guys didn't take to me. I get it... It was my debut. The first time you had ever seen me. So I had to work extra hard by winning you guys over with my skill; with my ability. And I thought I did a pretty good job at that. Again, I nearly put away THE CRATER CHICK CHAMPION, Diamond Tiara MULTIPLE times! I go out there, and I put on the match of my LIFE! The performance of a LIFETIME! And I might NEVER get an opportunity like this again… And what do I get in return? NOTHING. WHO gets all the attention, after my SHOW-STEALING performance? DIAMOND. FREAKING. TIARA. For getting her ass beat by me for half the match, SHE gets all the cheers! You guys chanted "DIA-MOND TI-ARA" for, like A MINUTE straight after the match was over! She overshadowed me, and she didn't even do HALF the things that I did, and you all LOSE YOUR MINDS! Why? Because she did a silly little HANDSPRING on her way to hitting me with a Diamond Cutter?! THAT's all it takes to impress you?! I've been a Gymnast for over 10 years, so I can do that, too! Watch! -she lays her microphone down on the mat, before running towards the ropes and nailing a Handspring. She even caps it off with a spectacular backflip, posing on her tippy-toes after landing on her feet. She then picks her microphone up- SEE? I CAN DO THAT, TOO! I EVEN IMPROVED ON IT!

Crowd: FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N! FOUR-OUT-OF-TEN! - I-G-N!

Sonia: Oh SURE, WHATEVER! I had the best performance out of EVERYONE last week, and yet I was met with CRICKETS! And to make matters WORSE, what does your TOTALLY AMAZING Crater Chick Champion Tweet after the show? "Looking forward to beating my former bestie at Boiling Point, just like I've defeated everyone else that's opted to challenge me." NOTHING about the girl that brought the best out of her? Not a WORD about Sonia Flare, the innocent girl from CCW that just about took the title from her before Turf had a chance to? Nope. Nothing about congratulating me on a great debut, no endorsement or telling Luna to put me on her radar. And it wasn't just Diamond… NOBODY was Tweeting about me! Guess who was trending on Twitter last Monday? DIAMOND TIARA. And when you looked at what everyone was saying about her, NOWHERE was there a mention of her valiant opponent. Was I trending? OF COURSE NOT. Was anybody talking about me? WHY WOULD THEY? I'm just a random little noob from CCW. Yeah… Well this "random little noob" ALMOST BECAME THE CRATER CHICK CHAMPION! NOBODY in The EWF has ever had a debut like me! But you all DISRESPECTED me by not giving me the attention that I DESERVED after that match! But wouldn't you know it, who came up to me after the show, and praised me for my stellar performance? Why, it was none other than Turf and Silver Spoon! I wasn't really in a mood to talk, especially not to girls like them, who I knew as nothing but bitches from watching them on TV. But they INSISTED on having a chat with me, and that's EXACTLY what they opened my eyes to… Yeah, they may not be pleasant girls, but look at them! Since the first episode of Lunacy, they've CONSISTENTLY been two of the most despised women on the roster… But they've used the audience's hatred to fuel their success, all so that they can grow to dislike them even MORE in the end. These were the very first Chick Combo Champions TALKING to me! They were giving me a lot of sound advice. And overall, they were doing a lot more for me than DIAMOND TIARA, or any of you crappy fans ever did! -boos- I didn't cost Diamond The Crater Chick Championship out of spite. I have a lot of respect for Diamond, as I said. I came to Lunacy in hopes of beating her, and earning my own respect. After our match, I didn't attack her. I shook her hand. But all you people did is cheer HER. There weren't any cheers for me. Where was MY respect?! Diamond had to create a sob story to get you all to like her, about how her mother's dead. She had to smash the tiara her mother made for her in this ring to gain your sympathy, to get you behind her. Meanwhile, I simply tried to be MYSELF, yet none of you cared. I came down the ramp, slapping anyone's hand I could, just trying to get you guys to like me. To make you care about me. But it never went anywhere. You never took the time to appreciate who I am, and what I bring to the table. Everything is all about DIAMOND TIARA this, and DIAMOND TIARA that! Well NOT ANYMORE! It's all about SILVER SPOON, THE CRATER CHICK CHAMPION… And of course, ME. Turf and Silver Spoon helped me realize last Monday, that I was being the wrong person in the first place. They taught me that I shouldn't be the nice, polite, kind hearted girl that I used to be. Instead, I need to be RUTHLESS. I need to be RUDE. I should just be a total fucking BITCH! They helped me realize, that my true calling… Was to be MEAN… A Mean Girl. -loud boos- So with the help of my new besties, I transformed into one. If I wasn't getting any attention as a good girl, then I HAD to become something I wasn't used to! In this business, if you don't connect with the audience, then you have to make a change. People HAVE to feel one way or the other about you. For me, it was either get Mean, or get left behind. And yeah, maybe I could've gave it some time. Maybe I could've just went back down to CCW, and continued my training. Or maybe Luna would've offered me a Lunacy contract anyway, and I could've come out here every week, and show you all the real me. And HOPEFULLY, sooner or later, you'd take to me. But the wrestling business doesn't wait for ANYONE. It never stops moving. I couldn't afford to wait for you jack offs to come around! It was NOW or NEVER. I needed to make a change, and I chose THE DARK SIDE. And LOOK at what happened! Sure, Diamond Tiara was trending last night at Boiling Point, but do you know who the NUMBER ONE trend in THE WORLD was for at least a few hours? ME. SONIA FLARE! And that's because EVERY Tweet that someone made, talking about Diamond Tiara, they made sure to mention ME in the same paragraph! Here are just a few examples… "Oh, that DAMN Sonia Flare! Why did she do that?!" "I don't know who this Sonia Flare chick is, but she's a total BITCH." "Lol fuck u Sonia Flare GIT GUD ull never be as awesum as Diamond Tiara!1!11!/!" -she laughs- And reading all that? It was exactly what I wanted! I was the TALK of the wrestling world! Suddenly, EVERYONE and their mother CARED about my dastardly actions, and it was AMAZING. I've always had confidence issues, but once Turf and Silver Spoon convinced me to give being bad a try, I looked deep inside myself, and was able to pull out something EXTRAORDINARY. And the results of last night made my confidence SKYROCKET. Thanks to my fellow Mean Girls, I now have the belief that I can do ANYTHING, so long as I'm doing it with an attitude. Nice girls finish last, and Boiling Point was a big indication of that. I was the number one trend in the world, and Turf became The NEW Crater Chick Champion! And where is Diamond? She's at the bottom, where she should STAY if she's smart. -smirks- She may still have her silly little fans, but you'll all fade away once she's no longer irrelevant. You'll have no reason to care about her, and ALL the more reason to care about hating US. And whatever you do, DON'T blame ME for this rebirth of character. And DEFINITELY don't point your fingers at Turf and Silver Spoon, because they have done MORE for me than I could ever ask for, and ever repay! No… This is all YOUR FAULT! You, THE FANS… YOU ALL forced my hand! YOU made me this way! And though you claim to all be supporters of Diamond Tiara, YOU'RE the reason she's no longer Crater Chick Champion! You just couldn't like me for who I was! I wasn't good enough for you sickos! Well HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW, PEOPLE? HUH? HOW DO YOU LIKE ME NOW?! -she glares at the fans as she holds her arms out-

Crowd: WE DON'T LIKE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* WE DON'T LIKE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* WE DON'T LIKE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* WE DON'T LIKE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* WE DON'T LIKE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* WE DON'T LIKE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* WE DON'T LIKE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* WE DON'T LIKE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* WE DON'T LIKE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP* WE DON'T LIKE YOU! *CLAPCLAP CLAPCLAPCLAP*

Sonia: You'd BETTER not! I don't WANT to be liked by you blind sycophants! THIS is who I was meant to be! HATED! DESPISED! LOATHED! And let's not forget about Diamond Tiara! SHE certainly helped me make my mind up! She should've started a "SON-IA FLARE" chant in the middle of her own chant, but she couldn't even give me THAT. No acknowledgment of me on Twitter. No endorsement. Just a handshake. A fucking HANDSHAKE. Like that's supposed to MEAN something! All it did was send me down the RIGHT path in my life. So, I guess, in a way, I'm thankful to you, Diamond. And to all of you fans, for being too blind and ignorant to know PURE talent, and a PURE human being when she's RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES! Well, DON'T WORRY. Because I'll make sure that you see ALL of my talent! You'll hate me even MORE when you find out just how damn GREAT I am! You'll all be JEALOUS of my ability, and you'll forever be jealous of THE MEAN GIRLS! Because WE'RE all WINNERS, and you're all LOSER-

-"Rich Girls" by The Virgins brings this tirade to an end, and brings the crowd to life with BOUNDLESS positive energy-

Garble: THANK GOD! THANK. GOD! I thought she would NEVER shut up!

Ahuizotl: She probably would've kept going for quite a while longer if Diamond hadn't put a stop to it!

Crowd: THANK YOU, DIA-MOND! THANK YOU, DIA-MOND! THANK YOU, DIA-MOND! THANK YOU, DIA-MOND! THANK YOU, DIA-MOND! THANK YOU, DIA-MOND! THANK YOU, DIA-MOND! THANK YOU, DIA-MOND! THANK YOU, DIA-MOND! THANK YOU, DIA-MOND! THANK YOU, DIA-MOND! THANK YOU, DIA-MOND!

-Diamond walks down the ramp, not in ANY mood to be toyed with tonight. She enters the ring, soon standing directly in front of The Mean Girls with her own microphone-

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!

Sonia: -she points at the crowd- THERE they are! THOSE are the chants that turned the tide! If it weren't for those "DIA-MOND" chants, I wouldn't be the center of attention right n-

Diamond: PIPE DOWN, WOULD YOU?! -the crowd cheers loudly- True. You ARE the center of attention right now… But it's the center of MY attention, Sonia. And TRUST ME… That is NOT something you want to be the focus of... You asked a few minutes ago, "where is Diamond?" Well look no further, Sonia Flare, because I'm RIGHT HERE. -loud cheers-

Sonia: Yeah… Why ARE you here, though? If I was you, I'd be too humiliated to show my FACE on this show after the way you GAVE UP against Turf last night! -she smirks-

Diamond: Yes, I did give up. I submitted. I tapped out to The Sod Off Necktie. But EVERYONE knows that if you wouldn't have gotten involved in MY title match, things would've wound up DIFFERENTLY.

Sonia: You gonna cry about it? That's what Mean Girls DO, Diamond. We have each other's backs! You should know better than ANYBODY. You pulled out the SAME tactics for all of your matches back when YOU rode together with Turf and Silver Spoon.

Diamond: You're right again. And that's one of the things I beat myself up over the most. I should've had the guts to fight my own battles, and not utilize others to gain cheap victories, much like Turf did at Boiling Point. I am proud of myself that I haven't stooped that low in many months, though. I don't need to anymore. I'm BETTER than that… A LOT better, in fact! If I were you last night, I'd be severely disappointed in myself, Sonia.

Sonia: Well, good thing you're NOT. You had your time as a Mean Girl, and you so STUPIDLY threw it all away, just so you could be someone these NOBODIES could look up to!

Diamond: Don't call them nobodies! And how DARE you accuse them or having ANYTHING to do with your sudden change in demeanor! That's all on YOU, Sonia. Or I suppose the blame lies on the shoulders of Turf and Silver Spoon, for POISONING your mind, and filling you with LIES.

Sonia: Lies? POISON?! They've ENRICHED my mind!

Diamond: No, they haven't. Trust me, I was the one that was that same voice for THEM many years ago. There's a chance they may have just regurgitated things that I said to them. And I regret pulling Turf and Silver Spoon into the life they live today everyday of MY life. I wish so bad that I would've just kept them away from me and my miserable mindset. But I was just a dumb, bratty kid, that was lonely as a result of my meanness, and BADLY wanted friends who I could bully others with, while also use them as meat-shields at the same time. If ONLY I would've just let them be… They would be living NORMAL lives right now. They'd be GOOD people. But, because of me, they may never see the light. I'm even responsible for YOUR transformation into a total bitch! If I wouldn't have taught Turf and Silver Spoon my ways, they would've never been able to implant the same garbage into your brain. So, for that, I am DEEPLY sorry… But…. But I have faith. -she smiles at Sonia- I have faith that you will one day meet up with your old self, and you'll put all of this "Mean Girl" crap to bed, and you'll go back to being a sweet, gentle, loving girl. And to make it up to you, for putting you in this mess in the first place… I'll personally help you. I will do all I can to make sure you revert back to your normal self. And I'll do that, by challenging you to a rematch. A rematch from our battle last week, where I will BEAT SOME SENSE into you, and make you forget ALL about what Turf and Silver Spoon told you. -MEGA cheers-

Sonia: I sincerely doubt you're going to be able to do that. You're not GOOD ENOUGH to lay that kind of a beating onto me. -the crowd OHHHHs- And, even if you WERE, I WOULDN'T let it happen! I've never been more in-tune with my confidence, and happier than I am right now. BUT, if I can defeat you, and I KNOW that I can… I will be even MORE thrilled with how this past day has turned out! So BRING IT, Diamond! I'll GLADLY take you on! -The crowd cheers loudly-

Diamond: -she smirks- I knew you couldn't resist. The whole bitchy persona can do WONDERS for a person's ego. I know that first-hand, so of course you think you can beat me. Just know, that no matter what happens in this match; whether I win, or you win, and whether I smack you so hard that the bitchiness inside of you is terminated or not, I am officially announcing my intention to challenge for The Crater Chick Championship, versus Turf, at Lunapalooza. -MAJOR cheers, as Turf doesn't look like she likes the sound of that- I'm invoking my rematch clause, and I'll show ALL three of you that nice girls really DON'T finish last! So, if after this match, you're still a Mean Girl, then I guess you'll be at ringside at Lunapalooza, Sonia, and I'll see you there. But if the shoe is on the other foot, I guess you can enjoy my victory celebration as your old self.

Sonia: The only celebrations I'm going to be enjoying are the ones that take place after Turf makes you tap out AGAIN at Lunapalooza, and the one that's going to pop off after I win against you TONIGHT! -Sonia and Diamond throw their microphones down before standing toe-to-toe against each other, the crowd cheering ever-so-excitedly-

Garble: It looks like this match is official! A rematch from last week, Sonia Flare vs Diamond Tiara!

Ahuizotl: As if The Crater Chick Championship up for grabs at Lunapalooza, when Diamond Tiara once again faces off with Turf! But more on that at a later date. When we come back, we will present to you this bout that has just been announced!

-We go to commercial as a referee rushes down to the ring, stepping in-between Sonia and Diamond and getting them to move back to their respective corners-

Match 5: Sonia Flare w/ Turf and Silver Spoon vs Diamond Tiara

Sonia: -as she saunters up to Diamond- You're not going to beat me this time, you hear?! I don't care about putting on a show for these PINHEADS anymore, because it's all. About. ME. -She then shoves Diamond's face with the palm of her hand, grinning as the crowd boos mercilessly-

Ahuizotl: And look at how proud Sonia Flare is… Turf and Silver Spoon have basically made this poor, once innocent young girl into a carbon copy of them.

Garble: Yikes... -he shivers- They've certainly got into her head. This metamorphosis she's undertaken is SCARY. We don't need anymore bullies running around here!

-Diamond turns back towards Sonia, who is facing away from her opponent, gloating, and she grabs a hold of Sonia's hair, yanking her down to the mat-

Ahuizotl: -as the crowd cheers- And there's that viciousness of Diamond Tiara, and the inexperience of Sonia Flare shining through!

Garble: Absolutely. Surely Turf and Silver Spoon taught this girl NOT to turn her back on a capable competitor like Diamond? She's paying right now for her audacity in both pie-facing Diamond, AND taking the time to showboat for it.

Referee: -as Diamond still has a hand full of Sonia's hair with one hand, and punches her in the forehead with the other as she mounts her- Watch the hair, Diamond! Let go of the hair! 1! 2! 3! 4! -Diamond drops Sonia's head to the mat, holding both of her hands up in front of her as she looks at the referee-

Ahuizotl: Diamond Tiara, maximizing her assault on Sonia Flare while also staying within the guidelines of the rules.

Garble: She has NO intention of being Disqualified tonight, for sure! This is the woman that cost her The Crater Chick Championship, and she's going to do all that she can to make Sonia pay for it!

-7 minutes later-

-Diamond is sitting on the top rope, an inverted facelock applied on Sonia-

Ahuizotl: Sonia was able to escape The Diamond Dust last week, but can she repeat her magic this time around?

-Diamond brings herself off the top rope, flipping over Sonia's body, who is again able to break free of the potential danger. Diamond avoids landing on her butt, as she would normally do when performing the move, and instead safely lands on her feet-

Garble: She did! Sonia avoided it AGAIN!

-Once Diamond's feet hit the canvas, Sonia kicks her in the back of her right knee, which drops Diamond down to that one knee-

Ahuizotl: OH! And she kicks Diamond's leg out from under her! Very smart, as well as calculating; just the style you'd expect of a Mean Girls recruit.

Sonia: -she looks into the camera as Diamond tries to catch her bearings- IT'S ALL. ABOUT. -she brings her index finger into her chest- ME! -She then follows up her proclamation by rushing towards Diamond, somersaulting over her head, wrapping her right arm around Diamond's head and bringing it down into the mat as she herself lands on her rear-

Garble: SOMERSAULT CUTTER! WHAT A MOVE BY SONIA FLARE!

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-Sonia quickly flips Diamond onto her stomach and presses her back against her stomach, kicking her legs against the mat frantically as she hopes to put her opponent away-

*1…..2….-* -the crowd unloads with cheers as Diamond gets her shoulder up, which Sonia replies to by kicking her legs against the mat some more, along with bashing her fists against the mat, as well-

Ahuizotl: SO CLOSE! CONJOINED TWINS close that was! If Sonia Flare can win this match, then perhaps it truly WILL be all about her!

Garble: And by association, all about The Mean Girls!

Silver Spoon: -she slams her palm into the mat- Ugh- COME ON, REF! That was, like, SO three! It was EASILY a three and a half!

Garble: -sighing- I don't know where Silver Spoon learned to count, but it didn't work so well teaching her…

Ahuizotl: Probably a Mary Kay catalog…

-7 more minutes later-

-As Diamond stuns Sonia, Silver Spoon takes the initiative to climb up onto the apron, the crowd booing at the action-

Ahuizotl: Get her down from there! She and Turf shouldn't have been allowed at ringside to begin with!

Garble: This is exactly how things turned out last night for Diamond… Repeated interferences until she finally wound up losing. Hopefully it doesn't wind up the same here on Lunacy.

-Sonia turns around, away from Silver Spoon and the ref, and towards Diamond, where she is waiting to hook her neck with her arms. Sonia is quick to shove her away before she can connect with a Diamond Cutter, however. Diamond unfortunately is sent running right towards Turf, who has also hopped up onto the apron. Diamond can not stop herself quick enough before Turf brings her title over the top rope and WALLOPS her with it!-

Garble: AND THE CRATER CHICK CHAMPIONSHIP, BOUNCING OFF OF DIAMOND'S SKULL!

Ahuizotl: DAMMIT! And Silver Spoon COINCIDENTALLY decides to hop off the apron immediately afterwards!

-Sonia calmly walks over to Diamond before slowly bringing herself down to the canvas, where hooks Diamond's leg with one arm and shoves her free hand into Diamond's face, pushing it to the side-

*1….2….3!* -The crowd boos FURIOUSLY as the bell rings, Sonia getting to her feet and holding her arms up in a, "yeah, I'm that damn good" manner with a smirk. Silver Spoon and Turf slide into the ring, applauding Sonia's victory-

Ahuizotl: What a joke… What an absolute JOKE.

Madden: Here is YOOOOOUUUUURRRRR WIIIIINNEEEERRRR.. SOOOONIIIIAAAA.. FFFFFFLAAAAAAAAARRRRREEEE!

Garble: And give two BIG assists to Silver Spoon and Turf! Ugh… I don't like the looks of this. This brings me back to the first few months of Lunacy, where Diamond, Turf and Silver Spoon CONSTANTLY did this kind of stuff. I thought those days were behind us, but here we are back to square freaking one…

Ahuizotl: And, judging by the looks of things, these types of shenanigans are JUST getting started. And the higher the ratio of success they garner, the MORE The Mean Girls are going to perform them. Case in point, TONIGHT. This was a MAJOR win for Sonia Flare, but in my eyes, it has been TAINTED by the interference of her new "besties."

-Turf removes all of her jewelry, as well as drops her Championship before she lowers herself to the mat and locks in The Sod Off Necktie on Diamond-

Ahuizotl: Oh no… AND NOW AFTER THE MATCH, TURF EXACTING SOME MORE PUNISHMENT ON DIAMOND TIARA!

Garble: You girls have done ENOUGH! Get the hell out of here!

Ahuizotl: This is the same move Diamond Tiara was forced to submit to last night! And now a mere 24 hours later, she's being embarrassed by it AGAIN!

Turf: GIVE UP, BITCH! I'LL MAKE YOU TAP OUT EVERY WEEK! I'LL MAKE YOU LOOK LIKE THE CLOWN THAT YOU ARE EVERY SINGLE WEEK UNTIL IT BREAKS YOU!

-Silver Spoon picks up Turf's Shutter Shades off the mat and places them around Diamond's ears-

Garble: This is all a joke to The Mean Girls… Now putting the glasses on Diamond? Give me a break…

-Sonia leans down and begins patting Diamond on the head as she bangs her hand into the mat-

Ahuizotl: This is DISGUSTING. Diamond's been forced to tap out to The Sod Off Necktie for the second night in a row!

-Turf finally releases the hold, allowing Diamond's head to smash into the mat. She makes sure to pick up her Shutter Shades and put them back on where they SHOULD be; on her own head. She lifts her title off the ground and raises it into the air while standing over Diamond's body, her theme music playing over the loudspeakers-

Garble: I'm not cool with that at all… What an AWFUL 24 hours this has been for Diamond Tiara… She lost her Crater Chick Championship at Boiling Point. She was screwed in her match against Sonia Flare here tonight, as well as the EMBARRASSMENT that unfolded AFTER the contest came to an end…

-Turf steps away from Diamond's body, wiping her feet against the mat, which flings any dirt it may have onto Diamond. She, Silver Spoon and Sonia then go OLD-SCHOOL and perform the Bump, Bump, Sugar Lump, Rump gesture that The Mean Girls used to do (as well as Diamond and Silver Spoon in the actual show)-

Ahuizotl: Things may not be looking up for her so much the past day, but every cloud has a silver lining. And for Diamond Tiara, that comes in the form of her rematch at Lunapalooza. All these fun and games for The Mean Girls are going to come to an end there, I have a feeling, when Diamond Tiara takes on Turf for The Crater Chick Championship!

-We go to commercial as Turf puts her jewelry back on her fists and around her neck, picking up her title again as she and the rest of The Mean Girls exit the ring, leaving Diamond a humiliated wreck in the center of the ring-

Ahuizotl: And as we return to Monday Night Lunacy, you'll notice that EGO and Fleur De Lis are currently in the ring. That is because Gustave and Fancy Pants are about to compete in a match.

Garble: Yup. A tag team match to determine two of the participants in The Inter-Brand Battle Royal at When Worlds Collide. EGO is fresh off a crushing lost last night against The Vaudevillians, but they picked up some big wins before that last month. Perhaps this month will be filled with just as much success.

-"Under My Skin (Original Mix)" by Ilan Bluestone & Jerome Isma-Ae brings much of the crowd to their feet at once-

Ahuizotl: And here comes one of their opponents, as alluded to earlier in the night.

Madden: Aaaaand THEIR OPPONENTS! FIRST! Ladies and gentlemen… It is my most esteemed pleasure to present to YOU… The COOLEST, the BEST, the MOST AWESOME, EVERYONE SUCKS BUT HIM… The CREME DELA CREME of COMPETITION, the SLAYER OF THE SLOPES, the BARBARIAAAAN OF THE BAVARIAAAAN.. YOUR hero, MY hero! There is NO ONE GREATER, PAST, PRESENT or FUTURE.. I give to YOOOOOOOOOUUUUUU.. Weighing 211 and THREE QUARTER POOOOOOUNDS..KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA..LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSS!

-The crowd responds with an overwhelming ovation as Klaus skis down the ramp, stopping himself just before he can crash into the ring-

Ahuizotl: Klaus made a big impression last month, as he challenged for The Carnage Championship, which he may have actually won, had it not been for Thunderlane's interference.

Garble: And now this month, he's got a chance to insert himself into immediate contention for The *REDACTED* Championship. If he can win this match, along with his partner, 13 other men will be standing in the way. We first met Klaus IN a Battle Royal a few months back, so that type of match may play into his favor a bit.

-Klaus removes all of his skiing gear and enters the ring-

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

Klaus: I know I am!

Ahuizotl: If that Battle Royal could be won by sheer arrogance, then Klaus would already be The *REDACTED* Champion…

-"#MMMGORGEOUS" by CFO$ brings forth another wide variety of cheers-

Garble: I don't know, man… This guy gives Klaus some steep competition in the arrogance department…

Madden: Aaaaand his partner… Accompanied, byyy PHOOOTOOOO FINIIIIISH! Making his seasonal residence in SANTORINI, GREECE! Weighing in at 201 POOOOUNDS...RrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrUUUUUUUUUUUMBLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEE!

-Photo flashes many pictures of The Gorgeous One as he makes his way down to the ring, rubbing his palm through his sleek, smooth face as he takes countless amounts of selfies-

Ahuizotl: Rumble was out of action ALL of last month, due to an allergic reaction brought on by the chemicals in Tetanus sho-

Garble: Yeah yeah yeah, he talked about that already. Tell us about the fur he is wearing tonight?

Ahuizotl: OH JEEZ…-big sigh- I have NOT missed doing this… Rumble's attire tonight was inspired by the Burmese ferret-badger. There. Happy?

Garble: VERY. And now tell the audience about the new mandate (law) he's had carried out.

Ahuizotl: Oh God… Yeah, THAT's a doozy. So, you may have noticed the ring apron when we came back from commercial. It looks like someone sheared all the fur off of Sulley from Monster's Inc, and attached it to the ring apron. This order came directly from the mouth of Rumble. As you may recall, Rumble has a fear of ring aprons. Not because they are scary, mind you, but rather, what they are covered with. Because so many matches take place in the ring, the wrestlers' sweat tends to fly all over the place. The ring apron is no different. By the end of the night, thousands of little sweat drops have become soaked into the ring. And Rumble, being… You know, Rumble, does not want to stand, walk on, or come into contact with the ring apron in ANY WAY, because he does not want to feel anyone else's sweat against his perfect body. So he went to Luna and DEMANDED that such an occurrence be forbidden from here on out. And so now, every time he wrestles a match, the ringside crew is going to have to cover it up with a rare purple and blue bird's feathers. And once his match is over, they must remove it, and wash it thoroughly, so that it can be readily applied whenever Rumble is scheduled to compete.

Garble: That's our Rumble for ya. Pretty soon, the entire RING will be covered in exotic fur and feathers.

Ahuizotl: Don't give him any ideas… Either way, this is a very unique team he's competing in, along with Klaus. But they're up against a tough challenge in the former Combo of Carnage Champions, EGO.

-The camera pans around the ring, which shows the blue and purple feathers covering up the ring apron, which extends around the ENTIRE perimeter of the ring. No inch has been left un-feathered-

Match 6: EGO w/ Fleur De Lis vs Rumble & Klaus w/ Photo Finish

*6 minutes later*

-Rumble attempts a Superkick on Fancy Pants, but Fancy grabs his leg-

Ahuizotl: Opp! The Supermodel Kick is blocked!

-While he has a hold of Rumble's leg, Fancy spins him around to where Rumble has his back to him, before immediately trapping him in a Cobra Clutch-

Garble: MILLION DOLLAR DREAM! But will Fancy transition it into The Elite Execution, or The Luxury Sweepstakes?!

-The answer is neither, as Klaus enters the ring and grabs a hold of Fancy, pulling him away from his partner and thus, breaking up the Cobra Clutch-

Ahuizotl: And there's Klaus! Klaus breaks things up!

-Klaus lifts Fancy up into a Backdrop position before falling to a sitting position, swinging Fancy down so that his face is driven into the mat-

Garble: PISTE OFF! Klaus plants Fancy Pants!

-Klaus then rolls out of the ring as Gustave enters the fray to eliminate him-

Ahuizotl: And then he ducks out of dodge! But look in the ring! Klaus is crawling towards Fancy!

-Klaus covers Fancy-

*1….2…-*

Garble: HE KICKED OUT! He got the shoulders up! The trip to When Worlds Collide is still up for grabs for either team!

*6 more minutes later*

-With Rumble out of the equation for the time being, Fancy and Gustave pick up Klaus for their finisher, Cream of The Crop (which I will show you one last time: idotgyazodotcom/f13448ed235fb7175b2090b6e11edcdedotgif )-

Garble: Could this be it?! Klaus is on the cusp of losing this match for his team!

-Before that can happen, though, Rumble slides into the ring and rushes towards Gustave, where he then nails him with The Beauty Shot, thus causing Gustave to fall down to the mat, and the finisher attempt being ruined-

Ahuizotl: THERE'S PRINCE PRETTY TO SAVE THE DAY!

Garble: Down goes Le Grand!

-Fancy then shoves Klaus to the mat, and turns his sights to Rumble, who he now locks in the Cobra Clutch-

Ahuizotl: Once again, Cobra Clutch to Rumble!

Garble: I don't know if Klaus is going to be able to save his gorgeous hide again!

-During the struggle with Rumble, Fancy and he wind up facing towards Klaus, who has just gotten back to his feet. Klaus runs straight at Fancy, planting his boot right into his face, which knocks him down to the mat and frees Rumble of the Cobra Clutch-

Ahuizotl: Right on cue! Klaus with The Cold Shoulder! (otherwise known as a Shotgun Kick. Here is it again: idotgyazodotcom/135d5a62e19311d9c22a47a2d6cce48fdotgif )

Garble: Fancy Pants just got ROCKED!

-Klaus lifts Fancy Pants up to where his feet are placed up on the top rope-

Ahuizotl: We've seen this before! Klaus calls down "Downhill From Here"!

-Before he can hit the move, Rumble smacks his boot into Fancy's face as Klaus has a hold of him, eliciting a thunderous "SMACK" that the audience OHHHHs at-

Garble: GOOD GOD! Rumble was able to hit The Supermodel Kick that time!

-As Rumble steps back, Klaus then does his part of this impromptu double-team, as he successfully hits Downhill From Here (as shown here: idotgyazodotcom/44f5ab18b23ee905f38f8b6360180cafdotgif )-

Ahuizotl: And it's then followed up by Downhill From Here! That double-team maneuver may spell the end for EGO!

-Klaus, being the legal man, covers Fancy Pants, the other legal man-

*1….2….3!*

Garble: It's over! Rumble and Klaus, the new team on the block, have beaten the established tanden of EGO!

Madden: Here are YOOOOUUUUURRRR WIIIIINNEEEERRRS.. RRRRRUUUUUUUMBLLLLEEEE.. AAAAAAAAAND KAAAAAAAAAAAAALAAAAAAAAAAAAUS!

-Rumble refuses to let the referee raise his hand, and instead does so himself. But Klaus has no issue with it, as he loves to be the center of attention. He even gets the referee to prolong the hand raising-

Garble: I'll be honest, I didn't think Klaus and Rumble would be able to get the job done as a team. There was clearly tension earlier in their backstage interview, and I did not believe they had what it took to defeat EGO. After all, great individuals very rarely are able to beat a great TEAM, but those two prove me wrong here tonight.

Ahuizotl: I was in the same boat as you. But they were firing on all cylinders, Klaus and Rumble. That Downhill From Here, preluded by a Supermodel Kick showed off their teamwork skills very well. I would even suggest they become a regular team after tonight, but I know their respective egos would not allow it.

Garble: Nah, definitely not. These guys are too cocky and stuck-up to get along with anybody but the reflection in their mirror. It would never work. But that's okay, because they got the job done TONIGHT, and now they find themselves representing Lunacy at When Worlds Collide. Their future as a team is certainly in doubt, but they did what they needed to do; they got along well enough for one night, and now they can focus on eliminating one another in route to becoming the first ever *Redacted* Champion!

-As Klaus continues to make a big deal out of his victory, Rumble turns him around and thanks him for his cooperation by taking him out with a Beauty Shot, the crowd booing a lot in retort-

Garble: BEAUTY SHOT! Rumble lays waste to his, well, I guess Klaus his officially now his FORMER tag team partner! What an unfortunate breakup…

Ahuizotl: Just as soon as it started, their partnership concluded. Rumble just made it perfectly clear that he has no intentions to share the glory with anyone but HIMSELF. The *REDACTED* Championship can only be given to ONE man. Rumble used Klaus to gain entry into the Battle Royal. And now that he's found his way in, he's kicked him to the curb.

-Rumble stands over Klaus' prone body, smirking. He is about to go retrieve his cell phone, when, in a surprising moment, Fleur De Lis enters the ring, Rumble's cell phone in hand. She walks up to him with an impressed smirk, handing him his phone willingly. Rumble looks at her, flummoxed for a moment. But he can't help but be intrigued by her kindness, so he takes his cell phone-

Garble: W-...Whaaaa? Fleur De Lis? The hell is going on here?

-Rumble keeps looking back at Fleur De Lis, wondering exactly what her motives are as she has her right hand resting on his right shoulder. He isn't going to turn down the opportunity to take a selfie with someone as equally beautiful as himself, though, so he strikes his best pose. Fleur places the palm of her left hand against the left side of her head, using the palm to push up on her hair, thus giving it more volume as she makes a kissy face. Rumble takes a few snapshots, and reviews them, noting that they of course turned out amazingly. He then swaps his phone over to Fleur, wanting to know what her selfie technique is. Fleur also takes some stellar selfies before handing the cell phone back off to Rumble, who is left aghast at her selfie-taking skills. Rumble gestures towards the ropes before walking over to them, Fleur following. Rumble steps down on the bottom rope with both feet, giving Fleur a passage to climb through the ropes. Fleur then sits down on the middle rope, allowing Rumble to exit easily. Rumble holds Fleur's hand as they both trek down the steel steps. They pass right by Fancy and Gustave, who look on in shock as they begin walking up the ramp-

Garble: Well, well, WELL! I think you spoke too soon, 'Zotl. Perhaps Rumble wouldn't have a problem sharing all of his glory with Ms. De Lis!

Ahuizotl: Are… Are we really seeing this? Is this Fleur De Lis' way of kicking EGO to the curb? Is she frustrated about their loss both at Boiling Point, and tonight?

Garble: It sure looks that way. Maybe she's realized that EGO's day of winning are numbered, and that if she doesn't jump ship now, her career is going to sink down with them.

Ahuizotl: That's very harsh, if so. But whatever this is, Rumble has just piqued the interest of a very deceitful and conniving young vixen. He should be careful in the months to come. But for now, perhaps this could be a big benefit for him in his career.

Garble: They've seemed to have bonded over their love of selfies. And Photo Finish and Rumble are well-documented to be friends, and we've seen her and Fleur De Lis team-up quite often over the past few months. Could it be a mutual agreement between two sets of friends to conspire with each other?

Ahuizotl: I can't make heads or tails of this situation, personally, but we'll definitely be following along with it in the months leading up to When Worlds Collide.

Gustave: FLEUR! GET BACK HERE AT ONCE!

Fancy Pants: WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT METROSEXUAL BRAT?! YOU ARE EGO'S FAIR MAIDEN!

-Photo takes numerous pictures of Rumble and Fleur standing together at the mid-way point of the ramp as Fleur flashes Gustave and Fancy Pants the L sign on her forehead. She and Rumble chortle over EGO's shortcomings as both gentlemen look to be on the verge of popping blood vessels; also looking quite heartbroken at their once loyal manager's sudden departure. The scene soon fades as Fleur rubs Rumble's stomach, letting us know that The *REDACTED* Championship will soon adorn that very same waist before too long-

-We cut to 3MB's locker room, where the girls are huddled together before their big tag team match-

Adagio: Alright, you two… Our Number One Contender's match is coming up shortly, and we need a SUREFIRE way to decide which of us is going to represent the band. Let's keep this simple… I propose a classic round of drawing straws. -Adagio reaches behind her, now holding three straws in her hand-

Sonata: Oooooo! I love this game! -she clasps her hands together and squees-

Adagio: Now, now, Sonata. Challenging for a Championship is not a game. It is extremely serious. And that is why we all must partake in this short, uber-serious straw-drawing. As per tradition, whoever draws the shortest straw out of my fist must sit out of this match, while the other two with the second and first largest straws get to compete. Sound good?

Aria: -she nods and cracks her knuckles- You betcha!

Sonata: I have no objections.

Adagio: Alright then. Aaaand 3….2….1….DRAW! -All three girls then pluck out a straw at the same time- Haha! Yes! Mine's the biggest!

Aria: ….Lewd. -she groans as she examines the straw in her hand- Ahhh crap! Mine just doesn't measure up to Sonata's!

Sonata: -she giggles excitedly WOOHOO! It's me and you, 'Dagi! Let's bring this thing home for 3MB-

Aria: Hold on a second…-she walks out of the shot, Adagio and Sonata quizzically following her with their eyes-

Adagio: We don't have all day, Aria! What are you trying to pull?

Sonata: Yeah! -she pouts- I beat you!

Aria: Sure, you may have beaten my FIRST straw…-she walks back into the frame- But there's no way you can best THIS! -Aria reveals a piece of paper, the contents of which portray a drinking straw that starts at the bottom, and ends up at the very top of the paper, even including the added detail of the straw being bent at the top-

Sonata: -doesn't know what to make of this-...WHAT THE HECK IS THAT?!

Aria: What do you mean? It's the straw that I drew.

Adagio: ….Ohhhhhhhhhh! I get it! NICE ONE, Aria!

Sonata: 'Dagi! -Aria smirks- She can't do that!

Aria: Oh? And who said I couldn't? The Straw Draw Gods? There's nothing saying I couldn't take the term literally.

Sonata: But! But! ….What about tradition?

Aria: Tradition? We're 3MB! We're ANYTHING but traditional!

Adagio: That was pretty freaking clever, Sonata… Aria's got you beat here. You can't deny something as awesome as that the victory.

Sonata: -she starts whining- Ehhhhhhhh! DARN YOU, Aria! Darn you for going above and beyond! I can't argue with it, though… That is one MASSIVE straw you've got there…

Aria: Why thank you! I've spent years mastering the art of straw drawing, and now it's finally paid off for me.

Adagio: Alright. So with that clutch concept, you've got to sit this one out, Sonata.

Sonata: -she frowns- Okaaaay… But because I let your trickery slide, Aria, after you and Adagio win, you're taking me to Taco Bell for a celebratory gorging session!

Aria: I'd say that's a fair deal. Their food tastes even better after a huge win.

Adagio: Okay, girls. This is it. Altogether now…

-Adagio places her hand out. Sonata puts her palm on top of the back of Adagio's hand, and then Aria does the same to Sonata-

3MB: 1– 2– 3MB! -The girls all throw their hands into the air before they exit their locker one after the other, pumped up beyond belief as we head to another commercial-

-We return to the show, as Fancy Pants and Gustave Le Grand are angrily walking through the backstage area, wild scowls emblazoned across their mugs. As they travel down the hall, they are soon stopped by the sound of familiar foes-

Aiden: Going through some ill fortune are we, boys?

-Gustave and Fancy slowly turn towards their right side, as Aiden English is standing there with his arms tucked behind him, and Simon Gotch has his arms crossed; both with grins on their faces. They are clearly enjoying the misfortunes of EGO-

Fancy: WHAT… Did you SAY?

Gotch: It would seem your careers are on the skids. You couldn't prove yourselves to be the manliest tag team in The EWF, and furthermore, your duplicitous (deceptive) debutante of a manager dismissed herself from your party.

Aiden: You should see that as a blessing, though. Now it gives you a chance to do something on your own for once, rather than rely on hiding behind a short skirt to assist you.

Gotch: If you REALLY want the paying customers to take you seriously, you'll need to make statements as MEN. And not cower at the heels of the allure that such a wench brought.

-Before they can get another word in, EGO retorts by smashing their fists into The Vaudevillians' faces; with Fancy hitting Aiden, and Gustave hitting Simon. As they hit the floor, EGO immediately pounce on their rivals, hitting them repeatedly and relentlessly-

Gustave: YOU WANT TO SEE MEN?! WE'LL SHOW YOU MEN!

Fancy: WE DON'T NEED FLEUR, OR ANY WOMAN TO PUMMEL YOU KNAVES! GUSTAVE! THEY WANT STATEMENTS?! WELL LET'S GIVE THEM A STATEMENT!

Gustave: Right!

-EGO dismount their respective man before they lift Simon up onto his feet. They each are grabbing onto one of his shoulders when they run towards a nearby table that is used to hold catering (food.) They launch Simon onto the table, thus having him knock down a lot of the food, as well as the table cloth as he falls to the floor after rolling off the other side. Gustave and Fancy then drag the table to the middle of the hallway before they bring Aiden onto his feet. Fancy is holding him to the side of the table before he lifts him up, placing his legs on Gustave's shoulders. They them situate him to where he is hovering over the table before they drive him down through it with the Cream of The Crop! The table implodes as Aiden's back smashes through it. Fancy and Gustave get to their feet, both huffing in anger after being mocked by The Vaudevillians. They look down at Simon, who is still down on the floor, and Aiden, who is lying amongst the broken rubble of the table- (Here is what the Cream of The Crop looks like through a table: idotgyazodotcom/c7199efbc04df1a5989e5631c32bd896dotgif )

Gustave: How is zhat for a STATEMENT? Fleur De Lis was WASTING our time, anyway! We are Zhe Extroardinary GENTLEMEN'S Organization! Zhere is no room for a woman in our ranks!

Fancy: You boys may be The Number One Contenders to The Combo of Carnage Championships, but we are the UNDISPUTED, MANLIEST, most DOMINANT tag team in this COMPANY! And now that we don't have that spotlight-pirating JEZEBEL distracting us, we will be glad to ascertain that for you!

Gustave: Good DAY!

-With that, Fancy and Gustave walk out of the scene, leaving The Vaudevillians in a heap. The camera zooms in on Aiden English's stationary form as we head back to the arena-

*WE'RE A 3 MA'AM BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAND!* -The crowd pops HUGE-

Ahuizotl: Gustave and Fancy Pants, disgruntled over their most recent loss, just jumped The Vaudevillians backstage!

Garble: Their anger caught up to them. Simon and Aiden just kept antagonizing them, and it caused them to snap. I have a feeling The Vaudevillians aren't going to take that lying down!

Madden: The followiiing TAG TEAM conteeest, is scheduuuled foooor OOOONE FAAAAALL! Introduciiing first, accompaniiied, byyyy SOOOOONAAAAATAAAAAA DUUUUUUSK! Representiiing 3...M...B.. AAAARRRRIIIIIAAAA BLAAAAAZE.. AAAAAAAND AAAAAADAAAAAAAAAGIIIIIIOOOOOO.. DAAAAAAAAZZLLLLLLLLEEEEE!

Ahuizotl: Well, in any event, we're about ready for a high profile match here on Lunacy. Who will The Sword take on at Lunapalooza, with their Chick Combo Championships at stake?

Garble: You HAVE to keep in mind the physical state of Adagio and Aria. They say they are healthy both mentally and emotionally, and that's all well and good, but the fact that they just went through a gruesome match last night could be detrimental to their hopes of becoming Number One Contender's.

Ahuizotl: They are aching from head to toe, but they have insisted on taking this match nonetheless. That is because 3MB knows that opportunities like this are very rare. And if they do not jump on it, they will always regret letting it slip by. Though their bodies may be battered, that doesn't mean their soul, their fighting spirit has waned.

Garble: You're absolutely right. 3MB will ALWAYS carry that toughness and resiliency with them. They called out The Wythyst Family, and they came out on top. Who is to say history won't repeat itself against The Sword?

-All three girls spell out their initials with their fingers before entering the ring. They all play some air guitar before Sonata leaves her two partners in the ring by themselves-

Ahuizotl: Sonata will not be a participant in this matchup, but she is free to watch the action unfold from ringside.

Garble: As if there was any doubt that she wouldn't go to the back. 3MB are sisters! They're always watching over each other. And with a make or break situation like the ones they've got themselves involved in tonight looming, they can't afford to be one member short. They'll need everyone to be involved if they want to get out of The Asylum with a W.

-A very groovy mashup of "Danger Zone" by Vanilla Ninja and "Too Shy" by Kajagoogoo brings forth even more cheers-

Madden: Aaaaand THEIR OPPONENTS! At a COMBINED WEIGHT, of 244 POOOOUNDS.. FLLLLLLUUUUUUUUTTERRRRSHYYYYYY.. AAAAAAAAAAND LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHTNIIIIIIIIIIIIIING DUUUUUSSSSST!

Ahuizotl: And here they come! The former Chick Combo Champions, who perhaps were moments away from capturing the titles for a second time last night at Boiling Point, when an unexpected incident occurred.

Crowd: -as Fluttershy hops sideways down the ramp, thrusting her index fingers into the air- YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY!

Garble: Lightning Dust was on the top rope, setting up Beth Drollins for Astraphobia, when Indigo Zap emerged from the shadows, and seemingly cost her team a second title reign. Nobody knows why, and I don't think Lightning Dust and Fluttershy care why. Worry about that later. Right now, they'd better be focused on nothing BUT this match. 3MB may be weaker than them, but they can still surprise them if they let their heads get out of the game, and wander towards other lesser things.

Ahuizotl: -nods- I believe they are looking towards this match with LASER FOCUS. They argued that they should be granted another title opportunity, so Luna placed them in this position. If Lightning Dust and Fluttershy can defeat 3MB, they'll have ONE MORE possibility to finally take down The Sword, and earn back the titles that they once proudly held.

-Fluttershy stands on the top rope, leading the crowd into another deafening "YAY" chant as Lightning Dust stretches in her team's corner. Meanwhile, 3MB is strategizing on the other side of the ring-

Garble: These are two teams that are WHITE HOT in terms of popularity! I don't think the crowd can even come to terms on chanting one over the other, so they're probably going to just sit back and watch this first-time affair manifest.

-As the bell rings, Lightning Dust and Aria Blaze meet in the middle of the ring, where they both hold out their hands in front of the other. They are both too cool for a regular old handshake, however, so they instead settle for slapping their hands against the other-

Ahuizotl: And Aria Blaze and Lightning Dust, mutual respect being shown here as we kick off this highly crucial matchup!

Match 7: Aria Blaze & Adagio Dazzle w/ Sonata Dusk vs Lightning Dust & Fluttershy

-5 minutes later-

-Fluttershy rushes towards Adagio as she is backed into a corner. Fluttershy leaves her feet, bringing them up into Adagio's jaw and causing her to drop to a seated position-

Garble: And there's a picture perfect running dropkick by Fluttershy!

-After performing the dropkick, Fluttershy does a backwards roll, where Lightning is waiting right behind her. Lightning picks her up in a Wheelbarrow position before bringing her up into the air. She lets Fluttershy go, after which Fluttershy performs a deep armdrag on her partner, sending Lightning Dust frontflipping directly into Adagio as she sits in the corner, Lightning's butt crashing into her head!- (Here is what this looks like: idotgyazodotcom/2e29978fa8bd874db93d6be7325324c9dotgif )

Ahuizotl: -as the crowd loudly cheers and applause- SENSATIONAL double-team action by Fluttershy and Lightning Dust!

Garble: Fluttershy just used her own partner as a weapon, hitting a DEEP armdrag on her and launching her into Adagio! IN. CREDIBLE!

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

Ahuizotl: It sure was! And that's only a SAMPLE of the magic Fluttershy and Lightning Dust can produce as a team!

-7 minutes later-

-Aria is on the top rope, with Adagio placed upon her shoulder. Lightning Dust lies below-

Ahuizotl: We usually see this move performed between Aria and SONATA, but with her not involved in the match, it only makes sense to switch her with Adagio in this instance!

Garble: They call this "Perfect Harmony," though this is just Stage One of it!

-Aria flings Adagio off her shoulder, where she flips her body in mid-air. She looks for her back to land on Lightning's ribs, though that isn't how it goes down. Lightning rolls out of the way before that can happen, and Adagio's back CRASHES into the mat!-

Ahuizotl: So much for that! An expert dodge by Lightning Dust!

-This leaves Aria a sitting duck, as she awaits for Adagio to initiate her half of Perfect Harmony, but she is incapable of doing so. Lightning Dust takes the opportunity to spring to her feet, run towards the corner, and place her right foot on the bottom rope. She does this so she can springboard herself into the air, and reach Aria high enough on the top rope to catch her in the back of the head with an Enziguri!- (Example: youtubedotcom/watch?v=4ZJYHZzzsGE )

Garble: AND THAT LEFT ARIA WIDE OPEN FOR ATTACK! LIGHTNING DUST TAKES ADVANTAGE BY KICKING ARIA IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD!

-Lightning, of course, fall back down to the mat, but she is quickly right back up on her feet. Since Aria is stunned, Lightning can now climb up and join her on the top rope, where she wraps her legs around her neck. Lightning then falls backwards, which causes Aria to fall with her, except she is sent backflipping through the air before she lands on her stomach, her head BARELY escaping being spiked into the mat!-

Garble: -as the crowd starts going fucking INSANE- YOU FUCKING MAAANIIIAAAACS! REVERSE FRANKENSTEIIIINEEEEEERRRRR! OF THE TOP FUCKING ROOOOOOOOOPE!

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!

Ahuizotl: THESE WOMEN, PULLING OUT ALL THE STOPS IN ORDER TO GET TO CHALLENGE THE SWORD! THIS IS HOW MUCH A TITLE SHOT AT LUNAPALOOZA MEANS TO THEM! LIGHTNING DUST, WITH A DEATH DEFYING, POISONED (another name for reverse in wrestler) FRANKENSTEINER FROM THE TOP!

(Here is what it looks like, in all its glory: thumbsdotgfycatdotcom/FragrantFarFrigatebird-mobiledotmp4 )

Crowd: THIS MATCH RULES! THIS MATCH RULES! THIS MATCH RULES! THIS MATCH RULES! THIS MATCH RULES! THIS MATCH RULES! THIS MATCH RULES!

Garble: IT SURE DOES! BUT AT WHAT COST?! ARIA WAS NEARLY DROPPED ON HER DAMN HEAD!

-Lightning Dust crawls slowly over to Aria, making an attempt to cover her-

*1…...2….–*

Ahuizotl: SHE KICKED OUT! SHE. KICKED. OUUUUUUT!

-The crowd is more lively in this moment than they have been all night. This match is really blowing their minds, and bringing out the best of them-

Garble: Competition can bring out the best in an athlete, and this match is solid PROOF of that statement! How in the HELL did Aria Blaze manage to get a shoulder up after THIS?! AFTER THIS?! -They replay the Poisoned Frankensteiner at least 5 times, all from a different angle-

Crowd: LET'S GO LIGHT-NING–3-M-B–FLU–TTER–SHY! LET'S GO LIGHT-NING–3-M-B–FLU–TTER–SHY! LET'S GO LIGHT-NING–3-M-B–FLU–TTER–SHY! LET'S GO LIGHT-NING–3-M-B–FLU–TTER–SHY! LET'S GO LIGHT-NING–3-M-B–FLU–TTER–SHY! LET'S GO LIGHT-NING–3-M-B–FLU–TTER–SHY! LET'S GO LIGHT-NING–3-M-B–FLU–TTER–SHY!

Ahuizotl: They're just chanting for EVERYONE now! They're happy with ANY outcome at this point!

-7 minutes later-

-Lightning has Aria perched on her shoulders. She then drops her off of them, and falls down to the mat, bringing her right leg up in an attempt to strike it against Aria's head. Unfortunately, Aria is able to catch it, and after Lightning falls to the mat, she picks her other leg up off the mat and flips herself over Lightning's body, pinning her shoulders down to the mat- (Here is a Jackknife pin, for those who have forgotten idotgyazodotcom/18106adbc83cb1bb3d00e0a73494cf27dotgif )-

Garble: THERE'S A COVER! SHOULDERS DOWN! Thew… Lightning Dust escaped the pin!

Ahuizotl: Lightning Dust was going for Ride The Lightning, but Aria had it well-scouted!

-Once the pin is broken up, and Aria gets to her feet, she is grabbed from behind by Lightning, who hooks both of her arms before dropping down to her knees, bringing Aria's shoulders down to the mat with her-

Ahuizotl: BACKSLIDE! BACKSLIDE! 2! OHH! Lightning Dust almost sent her team to Lunapalooza right there! (Here is an example of a Backslide: youtubedotcom/watch?v=reDQTmfOnuU )

-Once the pin is broken up, Aria rolls through it and winds up on her feet. And as Lightning is still getting to her feet, kneeled over, Aria surprises her by hooking her arms and placing them behind Lightning's head-

Garble: OH! OH! OH! OH!

-Aria then tucks Lightning's head under her right arm before falling down to the mat, allowing Lightning's face to splat against it, and getting the crowd to respond with intense roars-

Ahuizotl: EXPRESSIVE MELODY! (Also known as Drew McIntyre's "Future Shock" DDT. Here it is, including the roll through of the Backslide: youtubedotcom/watch?v=l9O7Tsxm98E ) LIGHTNING DUST, SPIKED RIGHT INTO THE MAT!

-Aria hooks Lightning's leg, as the crowd is going BONKERS-

*1….2….3!* -The bell rings, as the fans jump up in awe and shout loudly-

Garble: IT'S OOOOVERRRRR! 3MB HAVE SECURED A TITLE SHOT AT LUNAPALOOZA!

Madden: Here are YOOOOOOUUUUUURRRRR WIIIIINNEEEEERRRS… THHHHHREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEM. BBBBBBEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

-Adagio launches herself at Aria, tackling her down to the mat with a hug. Sonata can hardly believe it, as she hops into the ring and dogpiles onto her friends-

Ahuizotl: TALK. ABOUT. MOMENTUM! First, the ASTONISHING victory over The Wythyst Family at Boiling Point… And now you throw in THIS? Knocking off former Chick Combo Champions, and one of the most beloved tag teams The EWF has ever seen?! 3MB are on the roll of a LIFETIME!

Garble: They're in the driver's seat! They have DEFINITELY earned a title match, and that's EXACTLY what they're going to get at Lunapalooza, when they do battle with The Hounds of Justice… The Gatekeepers… The Sword!

Ahuizotl: Many will say they can't do it. Many will claim that they don't have what it takes. But if what they've done the past 24 hours is any indication, Sonata, Aria and Adagio can accomplish ANYTHING! 3MB can pull it off! I just KNOW that they can defeat The Sword if they perform like they have been here recently!

Garble: I have believed in these girls since day one. They've had a lot of roadblocks put in their way. A lot of bad times have met them… But they've SMASHED through those roadblocks! And through it all, they've stayed with each other. Let's not kid ourselves, though. They're going to NEED each other if they want to have any hope of besting The Sword! Those three have beaten Fluttershy and Lightning Dust COUNTLESS times. It's AMAZING what they've done here tonight, but 3MB has not yet achieved the same level of success as Drollins, Ditzbrose and Reigns.

Ahuizotl: The keyword there is "yet"... But that can all change this month, if 3MB can overthrow the undefeated Champions at Lunapalooza–

-All of a sudden, 3MB's celebration is cut short, as Sonata is struck in the side of the head by a flying knee, courtesy of Beth Drollins, who springboarded off the top rope in front of the stage-

Garble: Speak of The Hounds! Here they come to let 3MB know whose yard this is!

-The crowd is booing ferociously as Aria and Sonata turn around to see who the culprit of the attack was. And when they do, Adagio is sent flying backwards with a wicked Spear from Rosely Reigns-

Ahuizotl: Down goes Adagio! Aria might as well leave the ring, and save herself!

-But Aria doesn't do that at all. Instead, she tries her best to take the fight to Drollins and Reigns. But not even that ends well, as Ditzbrose soon takes control of her before dropping her with Dirty Deeds-

Garble: And now Aria's fire is extinguished by Diane Ditzbrose! All of 3MB have been laid out by their newest foes!

Crowd: 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B! 3-M-B!

Ditzbrose: That's not gonna do anythiiiing! They're DONE FOR! -she does the cut-throat symbol before they set Aria and Adagio up for something special. Drollins grabs a hold of Aria, and Ditzbrose grabs onto Adagio. They both drag them in front of Rosely Reigns, holding them at their sides-

Garble: Oh gosh… We've NEVER seen this before!

-At the same time, Drollins and Ditzbrose lift Aria and Adagio up into the air, and place one of them on each of Reigns' shoulders, the crowd OHHHH'ing in shock-

Ahuizotl: Could they be… Could they REALLY be going for this?!

-Drollins stands at Reigns' right side, helping her hold onto Aria, while Ditzbrose does the same with Adagio on her left side. Then, at the same time, the three work together to drop both Aria and Adagio off of Reigns' shoulders, planting both of them into the mat!-

Garble: -as the crowd is going apeshit- A DOUBLE. TRIPLE. POWERBOOOOOMB! THE SWORD NEARLY IMPLODED THE RING WITH ALL OF THAT FORCE!

Ahuizotl: AMAZING! Say what you want to about The Sword, but they are The Chick Combo Champions for a MULTITUDE of reasons! Their innovativeness being just ONE of them!

-The Sword then set their sights on Sonata, who is currently crawling to get back to a vertical base-

Garble: Oh no… But they're not done yet. There's just ONE final member of 3MB that they need to make an example of!

-Reigns grabs Aria's arm and moves her directly next to Adagio. Meanwhile, Drollins and Ditzbrose grab Sonata, and yank her over to Reigns by her hair. Together, they lift her up onto Reigns' shoulders as she is standing right in front of Adagio and Aria's bodies. They then drop Sonata off of Reigns' shoulders, driving her into the bodies of her teammates! Sonata's back collides with Aria's ribs, and Sonata's legs do the same with Adagio's ribs-

Ahuizotl: And now a TRIPLE POWERBOMB to Sonata Dusk, right onto the remaining members of 3MB!

Garble: Sonata is literally LYING on top of Aria and Sonata! I couldn't think of a more poignant message that The Sword could've sent to their next challengers!

Ahuizotl: What they've done is effectively soften up 3MB that much more before Lunapalooza. It's a genius tactic, but I still don't think it's going to stop 3MB!

Drollins: -leaning down in front of the broken bodies that lay before she and the other members of The Sword- You wanna CALL US out? You wanna call out THE SWORD, huh?! Well be careful what you wish for, 3MB… Because we just might RESPOND. Heh-heh-heeeeeeh!

Garble: And now begins the mocking… The Sword know that they run things in the tag team division, but 3MB could be just the team that can finally hand them their first loss!

Ahuizotl: They did it with The Wythyst Family, so why can't they do the same with The Sword? We'll find out at Lunapalooza if 3MB can do the unthinkable yet again!

-The Sword stands before the bodies of 3MB. They put their fists together, as Ditzbrose screams, "BELIEVE IN THE SWORD!" The camera zooms in on the fists as we go to another commercial-

-We are back from commercial, and are now situated in Fluttershy's locker room. She is sitting on a bench, looking down at her hands. She sighs sadly, obviously not happy with the way her match went tonight. Suddenly, someone enters the locker room from behind her (the door to Fluttershy's locker room is situated behind the bench she is sitting on) the figure sits down beside her-

Fluttershy: -not making eye contact with the person sitting next to her- Hi there, Lightning… I'm really sorry about tonight. I let our team down yet again… And now who knows when we'll get another Chick Combo title shot?

"Lightning? HA! Forget about that chump!"

Fluttershy: Huh...-she realizes that the voice she just heard doesn't belong to Lightning Dust. She pans over to her left, and the camera zooms out to reveal…- In–...Indigo Zap?

Indigo Zap: -grinning as she points at herself with her thumb- Theeee one and only! Just came to visit you. Wanted to see how you were holding up after that tough loss.

Fluttershy: Not so well…-she frowns as she looks away from Indigo-

Indigo: Hey…-she puts a hand on Fluttershy's shoulder, which surprises her- Don't be so hard on yourself. It was a phenomenal match. And you're totally WRONG when you say that YOU let the team down!

Fluttershy: -looking at Indigo once again- I–...I am?

Indigo: No doubt! All the blame lies on your good-for-nothing partner, Lightning Dust…-she scowls in mention at the name- From where I stand, you've been putting in all the work, trying your best, and pulling out all these amazing performances. While SHE on the other hand? She's been slacking, and it's really noticeable.

Fluttershy: Is it? I haven't noticed anything like that…

Indigo: Of course you haven't. She's your partner, AND your friend. So naturally, you don't want to critique her at all. But just look at the facts. She was the one that got pinned at High Stakes, where you first lost your titles. She got pinned again in the rematch at Boiling Point. And now here TONIGHT, she takes the losing fall once again! What does that tell you? YOU'RE not in the wrong, Fluttershy. Lightning Dust is the one that keeps letting the team down, by losing big match after big match. She really needs to get her act together. I'm embarrassed for you. You shouldn't have to keep dealing with an incompetent partner, whose best days are behind her. You work hard, Fluttershy, and you deserve a tag team partner that can keep up with you, and won't utterly fail every time something huge is at stake.

Fluttershy: Thank–...Thank you, Indigo. -she is frowning, because she knows what she is saying isn't true-

Indigo: Don't mention it! -she pats her on the back, standing up from the bench- And if you ever feel like dropping Miss Obsolete in favor of replacing her with someone that's actually going to help your career more than hurt it, my offer always stands. See ya later. -she begins making her way towards the locker room door-

-Fluttershy turns around, giving Indigo a weak wave. As she exits the room, Fluttershy turns back to face the camera. She clearly has a lot on her mind, and starts to wonder if what Indigo said actually has any truth to it. We head back to the arena with her pondering this further-

*And now… It's all o-ver now…* -the crowd has been rowdy all night long, but they boo louder here than they have perhaps the entire night-

Ahuizotl: And it looked to me like Indigo Zap was rather chummy with Fluttershy there… Do those two have some kind of relationship?

Garble: I don't know, but it looks like Indigo was trying to put herself out there as a… Partner for Fluttershy? Very interesting… What I do know is that THIS woman here has a very rigid relationship with the Lunacy fans…

Madden: The followiiing conteeest, is scheduled fooor OOOONE FAAAAAALL! Please welcome, the SPECIIIIIAAAAL GUEST REFEREE, for this contest! THHHHEEEE ETEEEERRRRNAAAAAAAL. WOOOOOOOMEEEEEEN'S CHAAAAAAMPIIIIIIOOOOOOON… SUUUUUUUUUUNSEEEEEEEEEEEEET.. SHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMMEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRR!

Ahuizotl: You heard Madden right, folks. Sunset Shimmer, our Eternal Women's Champion is going to officiate this next contest; our Main Event of the evening. And in classic System fashion, the participants are going to be Trixie, one of The System's greatest opposers. And Cadance, who we all know is one of The System's big-time players.

Garble: Yeah… This has "screwjob" written all over it! But if Trixie can somehow, SOMEHOW pull off a win, she'll be facing Sunset at Lunapalooza for her Championship. But let's be honest… We know that isn't going to happen. With Sunset as the referee, and Cadance as her opponent, you know those two will do EVERYTHING in their power to keep Trixie off of the Lunapalooza card. Or, at least keep her out of the limelight of that card.

-Sunset walks down the ramp with all the confidence in the world, knowing full well that Trixie won't be vying for her Championship anytime soon. She is wearing the shortest referee shorts you'll ever see; black, leather shorts that show off a ton of buttcheek, and a black and white striped, low-cut referee top that shows off a ton of cleavage-

Ahuizotl: We see Sunset just about every week. And every time she shows up, she is LOADED with confidence. But given the circumstances of tonight's match, she looks more confident than I think I've ever seen her!

Garble: She knows that her title reign isn't in any real jeopardy this month. She and Cadance are going to scam Trixie out of becoming Number One Contender, and Luna is going to reward her by giving her the easiest opponent imaginable at Lunapalooza.

Ahuizotl: I sure hope it doesn't turn out that way, but you very likely may be right…

-Sunset enters the ring, removing her title belt from around her waist and showcasing it by raising it into the air-

Sunset: YOU SEE THIS?! THIS BELT IS GOING TO BE MINE UNTIL I DECIDE I'VE GOTTEN BORED WITH IT! NOBODY'S GOING TO TAKE THIS FROM ME! -enormous boos follow-

Ahuizotl: With the way things are going, she may not be too far off from the truth…

-"Sounds of Life" by Pendulum is accompanied by a wide array of boos-

Madden: Introduciiing the participants… FIRST! Frooooom CRRRRRYYYYYYYYYSTAAAAAALVIIIIIIIIIIILLEEEEEEE! Weighing in at 128 POOOOOOUNDS… CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADAAAAAAAAAAAAANCEEEEEEEEEE!

Ahuizotl: A small fact for you all. This actually is NOT the first time Sunset has donned the black and white stripes. A while ago, she played the part of referee in a tag team match match between Shining Armor and Flash Sentry, where they took on Snips and Snails.

Garble: That match did not end well for the team then known as The Bro-Mans, and it's sure to be more of the same for Trixie here tonight. Not only is a crooked referee like Sunset in charge of the bout, but she's also going up against a very capable opponent in Cadance.

Ahuizotl: We DO know that Trixie CAN best Cadance in a one-on-one affair, because she did it last night at Boiling Point. But tonight is COMPLETELY different… This is CLEARLY not going to be a one-on-one match! Trixie is practically competing in a Handicap Match with two members of The System involved!

-Cadance enters the ring and backs herself up against a corner. Sunset walks over and begins to check her for weapons. Things are normal for a while before Sunset latches onto both of Cadance's tits, one hand for each-

Garble: Uhhh… Sunset is getting very up close and personal with her frisking, here. And Cadance certainly doesn't seem to mind it.

Ahuizotl: I guess she needs to check to see if there are any foreign objects hidden in-between the crevices of her… Uhhh... Bosom…

Garble: I'm sure the silicone used to craft those things was foreign…

-Cadance then turns around, and allows Sunset to check her from the back. She does so by rubbing her palms up against her butt before grabbing both of her asscheeks. The crowd is loving it, despite the fact that they love neither of them-

Ahuizotl: What a very thorough search… If she tries that on Trixie, she will surely get punched in the mouth.

Garble: I doubt she will. Only female members of The System are treated to full-body safety searches.

-Sunset gives Sunset the thumbs up, letting her know that everything checked out good as she walks backwards to the middle of the ring-

-Trixie's new theme song, "Tricks Up My Sleeve Remix" by 174UDSI FINALLY gives the people something to cheer for- (you can listen to her new theme here: youtubedotcom/watch?v=UpTPwfBTY4M )

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 your NEXT Eternal Women's Champion! Residing in Manhattan, New York! Weighing an REMARKABLE 137 POOOOOOOUNDS… Presenting to YOU, The GREAT, and POWEEEERRRRFUUUUL.. TTTTTTTTRRRRRIIIIIIIIIXXXXXIIIIIIIIIEEEEE! -The crowd unloads with passionate roars as pyro shoots off behind Trixie before she begins making her way to the ring-

Garble: You've got to admire the moxie of Trixie. She is well aware that the numbers aren't in her favor here tonight, but that's not going to stop her from stepping into that ring and giving it her all!

Ahuizotl: She is still very much convinced in her abilities. Trixie has duped The System before, and though things my look bleak, don't count her out just yet. Trixie has always been a resourceful fighter. If anyone can find a way to beat the odds, and thwart The System's attempts to keep her out of the title hunt, it's Trixie.

Garble: I'd love to see that just as much as anyone else, but I'm not going to hold out hope for that.

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*

-Trixie enters the ring, removing her cape and hat and handing them off to a member of the ringside crew. Sunset doesn't even bother checking her and instead instructs the timekeeper to ring the bell-

Main Event: Trixie vs Cadance; Guest Referee: Sunset Shimmer

-6 minutes later-

-Trixie bounces off the ropes and levels Cadance with a solid Shining Wizard in the jaw as she has one knee planted into the mat-

Ahuizotl: And there's a Shining Wizard, which Trixie has renamed the "Gleaming Wizard" to better fit her character!

-Trixie makes a cover, in which Sunset takes at least four seconds to register-

Garble: AHHH COME ON, REF! THE MATCH WOULD'VE BEEN OVER BY NOW!

-Sunset slowly drops to her knees, the crowd booing furiously. She begins to even more slowly raise her hand up into the air, so that she may begin the count, but Cadance gets a shoulder up before the hand can even begin to fall downwards-

Ahuizotl: And it begins… We all knew this was coming…

Garble: I did, but that doesn't make it any less outrageous! That is the slowest count you're ever gonna see in a wrestling match!

Ahuizotl: This match is a farce, plain and simple…

-Trixie is practically glaring a hole through Sunset as she sits on the mat. Sunset responds by grabbing at her right arm and shaking it a little bit-

Sunset: Oww. Oww. Terribly sorry, Trixie. My right arm is just really sore, so it hurts to count.

Garble: …..So she's a terrible referee AND a terrible actor. That was fucking horrid! You aren't fooling ANYBODY with that!

Trixie: Use your other arm, then, before I break them BOTH!

Sunset: -she smirks, wagging an index finger at Trixie- Uh, uh, uhhhhh! No can do. Remember, I'm the referee, and if you bring harm to me, I'll have no difficulty disqualifying you. And that means NO Championship match for yooooooouuuuu!

-Trixie growls loudly, as she turns her attention back to Cadance, continuing to do her best to break her down, slowly but surely-

-4 minutes later-

-Trixie goes for another cover after hitting a solid neckbreaker. Sunset continues to stand up on her feet, looking down at the mat inquisitively, like a detective looking for clues. After over 10 seconds, she nods her head, protesting the cover-

Sunset: Her shoulders aren't down!

Garble: YES. THEY. ARE! And even if they weren't, it took you TEN FULL SECONDS to figure that out?!

Trixie: They are CLEARLY down! Do your job, referee!

Sunset: You do YOUR job and make sure your opponent's shoulders are flat on the canvas!

Ahuizotl: Unbelievable…

-Trixie has had enough. She gets to her feet, and gets in the face of the referee-

Garble: Watch your temper, Trixie! She could disqualify you anytime she wants! Just try your best to block out her nonsense!

Ahuizotl: But if she keep doing that, this match won't end until Sunset gets bored and ends it, or until Cadance beats her! Somebody has to STOP THIS, and good on Trixie for taking a stand!

-As Trixie is jaw-jacking with Sunset, Cadance sneaks up from behind and grabs a hold of Trixie's trunks, using them to pull her down to the mat and roll her up-

Garble: THERE'S CADANCE! WATCH OUT FOR CADANCE!

-Sunset immediately POUNCES down onto the mat-

*12–*

Ahuizotl: And Trixie MIRACULOUSLY gets a shoulder up! And I say miraculously because it would be hard for ANYONE to kick-out when the referee is counting as rapidly as Sunset just did!

Garble: For real! What WAS that?! There wasn't ANY pause in her cadence between the 1 and 2!

Ahuizotl: We saw the slowest count a few minutes ago, and now Sunset pulled out the QUICKEST I've ever seen! Luckily, Trixie was SOMEHOW able to escape!

-7 minutes later-

-Cadance is still in control, as she now lifts Trixie up into the air from behind, over her shoulders, holding her arms in a cross position over her head. She then finally runs while holding Trixie, falls to her knees and throwing Trixie onto the mat back-first-

Garble: OH! Trixie's back endures a sickening thud as Cadance executes the Star Cross on her! (Here is an example of it: youtubedotcom/watch?v=JhT_Q3-YOrI )

Ahuizotl: And you can be sure it's over here… A high impact move, along with Sunset's ultra-fast counting style means that Trixie's hopes of heading to Lunapalooza are going to go up in smoke...

-Cadance takes her time covering Trixie with a grin, as she feels it is all over but the crying. Sunset certainly doesn't take her time, though, just in case, as she launches herself onto the mat, swiftly bringing her palm down to the mat for the first time-

*12–*

Garble: -as the crowd goes insane- YEEEEEESSSSS! I HAVE NO IDEA HOW SHE DID IT, BUT TRIXIE GOT A SHOULDER UP!

Ahuizotl: WOW! IMPOSSIBLE! HOW DID SHE DO THAT?! SUNSET COULD LITERALLY COUNT TO 3 WITHIN THE BLINK OF AN EYE, BUT REGARDLESS, TRIXIE WASN'T GOING TO GIVE HER THAT SATISFACTION!

Cadance: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! -she is looking at Sunset in complete and utter shock, but Sunset is just as stunned as she is-

Sunset: Cover her again! We'll get her this time!

-Cadance nods before doing so-

*12–*

Ahuizotl: And another cover, but Trixie kicks out again!

Garble: This is just making Cadance and Sunset all the more annoyed! They just CAN'T put Trixie away and it's KILLING them inside!

-Cadance attempts one final cover-

*12–*

Ahuizotl: AND SHE WON'T. STAY. DOWN! TRIXIE WANTS THAT TITLE SHOT IN THE WORST WAY, AND IT'S SHOWING!

Garble: Her heart! Her fighting spirit! The will to challenge for The Eternal Women's Championship is keeping her shoulders from staying down long enough!

Crowd: TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE! TRI-XIE!

Ahuizotl: And don't forget the crowd! This match will NEVER truly be a Handicap Match with the fans in Trixie's corner!

(By the way, here is an example of how fast Sunset is counting these pinfalls: idotgyazodotcom/0e8a42673e5548fd18c01bfaa0b82494dotgif Yeah, I know the quality is bad. Here it is from a different angle: idotgyazodotcom/20d88221d782b7a5b2865d46a63ff8f1dotgif )

-4 minutes later-

-As Cadance and Trixie both struggle to get to their feet, Sunset is in the corner, taking off the top turnbuckle pad-

Garble: What the hell is Sunset doing over there?

Ahuizotl: She's removed the turnbuckle pad, and has thus exposed pure steel!

Garble: Oh give me a break! It's usually a referee's job to ensure that the turnbuckle pads STAY TIED, but then again, Sunset is FAR from your typical referee!

Ahuizotl: She's a fraud! She's a hack, and she might be about to put the finishing touches on Trixie's hope to make it to Lunapalooza as The Number One Contender!

-As Sunset throws the turnbuckle pad outside the ring, she is turned around to meet face-to-face with Trixie-

Garble: And now she's being confronted by Trixie. But there's not a damn thing she can do! If she acts on her anger, she'll lose the match! Sunset can bend the rules any which way she pleases!

Ahuizotl: And it's impossible to gain an upperhand in this match! If Trixie focuses on Sunset, Cadance will swoop in and attack her. And if she stays fixated on Cadance, you never know when Sunset might strike! Trixie just CANNOT win in this situation!

-As Trixie is critiquing Sunset's referee skills, Cadance has since made it back to her feet. She runs towards the corner where Trixie is standing, jumping towards her when she feels she is close enough. Amazingly, Trixie was able to catch a glimpse of Cadance, as she turned her head to the side just enough before it was too late. She then quickly sidesteps the attack, which causes Cadance to smash her wrists into Sunset's chest, thus knocking her backwards, where the back of her head collides with the exposed steel of the turnbuckle! Sunset falls to a seated position instantaneously as Cadance looks at her with an open mouth, and her hands over her head in distress-

Garble: TRIXIE DODGED THE BULLET THERE! Cadance was definitely looking to smash her fists into her back, but she wound up knocking her close friend into the steel!

Ahuizotl: Our referee is down, now! She's incapacitated! Anything goes from this point forward!

Garble: Not that things weren't already a clusterfuck to begin with… Cadance and Sunset have been cheating since the bell rang, so it's only right that Trixie get a window of time to do the same!

-Trixie doesn't need to cheat. She sticks to the basics, as she grabs Cadance from behind, lifting her up and slamming her down into the mat-

Ahuizotl: ONE. AND. ONLY!

Garble: But that still doesn't solve the OTHER issue, that being the fact that our official is in NO state to count the fall! And even if she WAS, she would refuse!

-Trixie brings Sunset to her feet, where she then smashes her head into the turnbuckle half a dozen times to make sure that she won't be able to resist what she has in mind-

Ahuizotl: WHAT?! What is she doing?! I… I don't get this!

Garble: Me neither, not one bit! Does she maybe expect another unbiased referee to come down here and take her place?

Ahuizotl: Maybe that's what she's thinking…

-But no, it sure isn't. Trixie throws Sunset down on the mat, right next to Cadance. She then lowers herself across Cadance's body, reaching over to grab Sunset's right wrist. The crowd begins cheering, as they begin to understand her thought process. Trixie brings Sunset's hand up into the air for a second before slamming it down to the mat-

*1…..*

Ahuizotl: OH GOD! HOW BRILLIANT!

*2…..*

Garble: NO WAY! NO WAAAAAY!

*...3!*

-The bell rings as Trixie exhaustively releases her grip on Sunset's arm, breathing a sigh of relief as she lays on Cadance for a little bit. The crowd is going INSANE-

Ahuizotl: TRIXIE WINS! TRIXIE WIIIIIIINS! TRIXIE HAS DEFIED THE ODDS!

Garble: PHENOMENAL! SIMPLY PHENOMENAL! THAT WAS AN AMAZING DISPLAY!

Ahuizotl: Trixie's confidence NEVER waned! She stuck with her gameplan as if this was a normal, fair match! And when the time came, she struck Sunset's head into the turnbuckle many times, which allowed the referee to be knocked UNCONSCIOUS. From there, TRIXIE was the one who made the count with SUNSET'S hand!

Garble: Hey, nobody ever said one of the competitors couldn't help the referee make the count if they were unable to! It's not like Trixie counted the pin FOR Sunset! Nope. In the end, Sunset's hand hit the mat three times, and that's ALL that matters!

Ahuizotl: Regardless of the referee being immobilized, the count was made, and the record books won't show anything more than that. All they'll tell you is that on this night, Trixie beat Cadance for the second night in a row, and became The Number One Contender to The Eternal Women's Championship at Lunapalooza!

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

Garble: And this crowd could not be more ecstatic! Too bad Sunset is knocked out, because otherwise, she would need to raise Trixie's hand.

Ahuizotl: She would NEED to, but I highly doubt she WOULD, even if she was able to.

-Trixie has finally built up enough air in her lungs to make her grand announcement, as Madden was quiet because he knows how this works by now-

Trixie: Here is YOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUR WIIIIIIIIIIINNEEEEEEERRRRRR! And THHHHHEEEE NEW! NUMBER. ONE. CONTENDER, TO THE ETERNAL. WOMEN'S. CHAMPIONSHIP! THE GRRRRRRRREEEEEEAT, AND POOOOOOOOWERRRRRRRFUUUUUUUUUUUUL.. TRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIXIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!

Garble: And there you have it! The stage is now SET. Sunset Shimmer will NOT have an easy month ahead of her, like I'm sure The System had planned. No sirree. Instead, she has to contend with the next challenger for her coveted Championship, Trixie! She has embarrassed Cadance in the past, most recently last night. But at Lunapalooza, she'll have the opportunity to stick it to ALL of The System, in one fell swoop, in the greatest way imaginable…By capturing The Eternal Women's Championship!

Ahuizotl: Oh what a sweet conclusion that would be to this story… That match will take place at the upcoming Lunapalooza. And not only will the winner of that bout be recognized as The Eternal Women's Champion, but they'll be representing Monday Night Lunacy heavily at When Worlds Collide, as they do battle with The World Fighter's Champion, whoever that may be when the time comes.

Garble: And speaking of time, we are just about out of it. So for now, we must bid you all farewell. Good night, from The Lunacy Asylum, and we'll catch you NEXT WEEK, here on Lunacy!

-Trixie's theme music continues to play as the crowd chants "NEXT WORLD CHAMP" again and again. Trixie lays Sunset's Championship across her stomach, but that won't be the only time she plans to hold that title this month. She then climbs onto the top rope and poses, the unmoving bodies of Cadance and Sunset being showcased in the background as we go off the air-

Match Results:

Berry Punch & Scootaloo defeated Fleur De Lis & Photo Finish by Submission (7:11)

Bulk Biceps defeated Featherweight by Knockout (2:24)

Vultarian defeated Overdrive by Pinfall (12:31)

Giz Hero defeated Party Favor by Pinfall (4:13)

Sonia Flare defeated Diamond Tiara by Pinfall (15:42)

Klaus & Rumble defeated EGO by Pinfall (13:36)

Adagio Dazzle & Aria Blaze defeated Fluttershy & Lightning Dust by Pinfall (19:42)

Trixie defeated Cadance by Pinfall (22:31)

Matches for Lunapalooza (SO FAR):

Thunderlane vs Giz Hero - Steel Cage Match for The Carnage Championship

Sunset Shimmer vs Trixie for The Eternal Women's Championship

The Sword vs 3MB for The Chick Combo Championships

SCUM vs The Vaudevillians for The Combo of Carnage Championships

Turf vs Diamond Tiara for The Crater Chick Championship

Matches for When Worlds Collide (SO FAR):

Battle Royal for The *REDACTED* Championship - Vultarian, Hughbert Jelbush, Klaus and Rumble are confirmed so far

Flash Sentry vs Bulk Biceps