*One-hundred percent reason to remember the name*
-An amazing display of blue and green pyrotechnics blasts off on stage as the crowd goes wild for another crazy night of Friday Night Sublime-
Dr. Whooves: Welcome ladies and gents to Friday Night Sublime, and I must say the crowd is certainly hyped up for tonight.
Discord: They probably still have fumes in their system from that chaotic pay-per-view we had at Proving Grounds, I know I do.
Dr. Whooves: A chaotic pay-per-view it certainly was, Sublime crowned it's first ever World Fighter's Champion, Trixie, who beat Rainbow Dash in a spectacular match.
Discord: And don't forget that absolutely delightful battle royal for the International Champion. Nine losers, with only one winner: Daring Do.
Dr. Whooves: We have more top shelf matches coming up here tonight. Two big qualifying matches: One to determine the team representing Sublime in the Combos of Carnage match at Retribution, and another to determine the number one contender for Thunderlane's World Fighter's Championship.
*Trixie's theme plays, she enters the ring to a mix of cheers and boos*
Discord: It looks like our champion has something to say.
Dr. Whooves: Some of those people don't seem happy about it.
Discord: They just can't withstand the majesty of her voice.
Trixie: -Waits a time before speaking- Sorry about the delay, your great and powerful champion was just giving you all a chance to bask in her glory. *Boos, Trixie laughs* Your jealous is delicious. Those of you who boo, do so because you know that you are not good enough. You are not good enough to hold this title, and never will be. You can not compare to the skilled and impervious Trixie, who has defeated all her stood in her way and has not lost even once. Even Rainbow Dash was no match for Trixie's amazing skill. Nobody on Sublime is a match for Trixie, however...rules made my lesser people force me to defend this title once a month. So, Trixie wonders….why not just get it out of the way? Trixie will defend her title right now...and she will defend it against...Sweet Tooth.
*Sweet Tooth's theme plays and she emerges to the ring with a few cheers, but mostly silence*
Baritone: Now approaching the ring, from Charleston, standing five foot, six inches tall, weighing 128 pounds, Sweet Tooth!
Dr. Whooves: Atleast that blowhard has finally stopped talking.
Discord: How rude, so some respect for your great and powerful champion.
Dr. Whooves: Don't you start….
Match 1: World Fighter's Championship, Sweet Tooth vs. Trixie
*4 minutes later*
-Sweet Tooth hits Trixie with a spinning heel kick, and goes for her finisher only to be caught and brought to the floor by Trixie, allowing her to hit the Ursa Lock-
Dr. Whooves: Uh-oh, this is probably the end right here folks. Many Sublime superstars have been forced to tap to this hold.
-Sweet Tooth taps after about twenty seconds-
Discord: And that's all she wrote…
Baritone: And her- -Trixie grabs the mic away, Baritone merely frowns and steps out of the way-
Trixie: And here is your winner, and still the World Fighter's Champion, the GRRRRREEEAAAAAAT AND POWWWWWWEEEERRRFUUUULLLLL TRRRRRRRIXIE!
-Crowd boos-
Trixie: Congratulations EWF Universe, you are now guaranteed a full month of the Trixie era, the first of many and many to come. And now that Trixie has defended her title, it's time for her to get going..
*I'm the cult of personality!*
Dr. Whooves: Here comes Sublime's general manager Celestia, hopefully to put Trixie in her great and powerful place.
Celestia: Now just one second Trixie. That's not how this works. You don't get to just come on out here at the start of the show, decide you're having a title match, beat a hand-picked opponent and then walk out as if you're the boss.
Trixie: This title makes me the boss…
Celestia: Not quite. Championships change hands, I'm General Manager for as long as I please. Which means you listen to me, like it or not. I will decide when titles are defended, and who they are defended against, not you. You're still going to have to defend your title at Retribution, your opponent will be decided in a number one contender's match on tonight's main event, Colgate versus Pinkie Pie.
-Loud cheers-
Discord: Now there's a recipe for destruction.
: What a first match on Sublime for Colgate.
Trixie: Pfffttt...whatever. Trixie is not scared of either of those two.
Celestia: I guess we'll just see about that. And to keep you from trying to pull any stunts the following month,assuming you even retain the title, Retribution will be having a fatal-four-way match to determine the number one contender for the World Fighter's Championship at the following pay-per-view, the participants of said match will be determine in qualifying matches that will take place over the next four weeks. Now don't get any ideas about manipulating this, remember, I have the power.
Discord: Ah, Celestia, Using power to screw with people's plans as always.
*Commercial*
-The show returns with a shot backstage of Marigold with both Blueblood and Hoity Toity, who are accompanied by Octavia-
Marigold: I'm here with Canterlot Class, where we have just learned that Blueblood will be one of the wrestlers fightings in the number one contender's match for Thunderlane's World Brawler's title later tonight. Blueblood, can you give us your thoughts on your opponent the Under Baker?
Blueblood: *Chuckles* What's there to say? He's just a creepy baker with an easy bake oven, there's nothing to be afraid of. Sure he scared Thunderlane away, but that doesn't seem to take much. Besides I have one thing Under Baker doesn't, besides good looks, allies. I have my esteemed colleague Hoity Toity, and now I also have the lovely Octavia who has left her former peasant of a tag team partner Vinyl Scratch to join Canterlot Class.
Marigold: Octavia, many have been wondering as to why you abandoned your tag team partner on the last episode of Sublime. Care you to enlighten us?
Octavia: Hmph. You assume I have to explain my actions to you or anyone else, I don't, but I'll make a few statements anyways. The reason I did what I did is because Vinyl Scratch is nothing more than dead weight. We had three matches together on Sublime and lost every single one of them. Obviously the tag team business was not for us, and I wasn't going to let her drag me down into obscurity. Canterlot Class is a lot better move for me, this is a stable that is going places, and it'll get where it needs to be even faster with me as a manager.
Hoity Toity: Let's go my friends, we've wasted enough time on this interview.
-Canterlot Class exits the room-
Discord: It seems Canterlot Class has become even more formidable.
Dr. Whooves: Maybe, but we'll see what Vinyl Scratch thinks of their new manager. But in the meantime we have the first of the qualifying matches for the number one contender's match at Retribution.
*Nurse Redheart's theme plays*
Baritone: Introducing first, Approaching the ring, from Loneyville, standing five foot, seven inches tall and weighing in at 150 pounds, Nurse Redheart!
*She felt the wind and longed to follow*
Baritone:And her opponent, accompanied by Soarin, standing six foot tall and weighing 159 pounds, from Cloudsdale, Spitfire!
Match 2: #1 Contender F4W Qualifying Match, Spitfire w/Soarin vs. Nurse Redheart
*8 Minutes later*
-Nurse Redheart goes for the Pink Collar submission, but Spitfire powers out and knocks her down with a dropkick, she then climbs the turnbuckle and hits the Supermarine-
Discord: That's what I call air superiority.
*1…..2…..3*
Baritone: And here's your winner, Spitfire!
-Spitfire and Soarin celebrate as the show cuts to commercial-
-When the show returns Applejack is in the center of the ring with fellow family members: Apple Bloom, Big MacIntosh, and Granny Smith-
Applejack: Ah am absolutely disgusted at what happened at Proving Grounds, disgusted. What was 'posed to be an honest match between my kin and those EGO yahoos, turned into somethin' else when that skank Fleur De Lis slapped mah poor defenseless grandmother.
-Granny Smith frowns, Apple Bloom and Big MacIntosh shake their heads in sympathy-
*The titantron shows a replay of the events*
Dr. Whooves: Terrible, bloody terrible. Fleur De Lis has no shame..
Discord: Women that beautiful have no need for shame.
Granny Smith: Grrr...just let me at 'er! I'll tear 'er down!
Applejack: Granny, you're ten times the woman she is, but she's got youth, and sadly you ain't in the shape to fight her, but I'll make sure you're right there when I kick the darn crap out of her. -She turns back to the arena- Ya hear that Fleur? I'm challengin'' ya! And if ya'll got anythin' but looks to ya name you'll agree to fight me at Retribution. And if ya little boyfriends in EGO have a problem with this, there's plenty members of the family willin' to knock their heads together.
-The crowd cheers as the Apple Dynasty members leave the ring with determination in their steps-
: Applejack is rightfully angry, but I doubt Fleur is going to accept.
Discord: Why should she? A pretty face like her's doesn't need to get messed up by a brutish woman like Applejack.
: You know what they say, don't dish it out if you can't take it.
*Redacted Theme*
Baritone: The following match will determine who will represent Sublime in the Combos of Carnage Championship match, at Retribution! Introducing first, weighing a combined weight of 334 pounds, the team of Checkmate and Davenport, Couch-Mate!
-Checkmate and Davenport enter the arena. Davenport wearing a full business suit, handing out discount coupons to the audience as he walks down the ramp. Checkmate wearing a pair of pants with different chess pieces painted on, he seems to be analyzing audience members as he heads forward-
Dr. Whooves: I must say this is the oddest looking team I've seen on Sublime so far, did you pick their ring attire out for them Discord?
Discord: Not at all, but I do approve.
*Redacted Theme*
Baritone: And introducing their opponents, at a combined weight of 349 pounds, representing the Apple Dynasty, Red Delicious and Golden Delicious!
-The Delicious brothers enter the arena, dressed in completely identical attire-
Dr. Whooves: If it weren't for the color difference I don't think you'd be able to tell which was which…
Match 3: Combos of Carnage Qualifying Match: Couchmate vs. Red Delicious and Golden Delicious
*10 minutes*
Dr. Whooves: Both these teams are making their first appearance, but they're definitely trying to make it a memorable one.
-Davenport finds himself in the opposite turnbuckle and gets hit with a team finisher by Red and Golden Delicious, Golden then tries to pull both of Davenport's arms back for some type of move but Davenport slips out of the jacket in his suit and tries to crawl away, Golden goes after him only to receive a hard kick in the face, Davenport makes the tag-
-Checkmate enters the match like a house of fire, seeming to predict Golden's every move and countering them, after about a minute of this he hits his finishing move: Castle-
Checkmate: That's check! -He goes for the pin, Red enters the ring to try and make the save only to be blindsided by Davenport-
*1….2…..3*
Checkmate: And that's checkmate!
Baritone: And here are your winners, representing Sublime in the Combos of Carnage championship match at Retribution, Couch-Mate!

Dr. Whooves: What a match, I don't think anyone expected those two to come out on top.

Discord: I did. The weird ones always, win, always.

Dr. Whooves: Then why are you stuck here?

Discord: All part of the grand scheme my dull Brit.
*Commercial Break*
-The show cuts in backstage where Pinkie Pie is pushing around a bunch of sweets on a catering cart, she rolls up to Colgate who merely glares at her-
Pinkie Pie: Hi there Colgate, I just wanted to give you a big, super duper welcome to Sublime! And wish you luck in our match tonight, and I made some chocolate chunk cookies so you'll feel right at home! *Holds up an entire plate of cookies*
Colgate: REPULSIVE! -Colgate smacks the the plate across the room much to Pinkie's dismay-Do you know what those THINGS represent? PLAQUE, TOOTH DECAY, CAVITIES, ROOT CANALS! -Colgate gets closer to Pinkie's face with each word, almost spitting at the end- I'll see you in the ring tonight, and you'll regret offering me those vile sweets. -Starts to walk off, but turns back around- Oh, and if you EVER try to push some cavity creating concoction on me again I will rip every single decayed tooth out of your mouth! -Walks away-
-Pinkie Pie just stares at the floor frowning for a moment-
Pinkie Pie: Why would she do that? That was so mean…..-Suddenly perks up- OH, maybe she's a cake person instead! I'll try that next time! OH OH OH, and wait, COOOOOLGAAAAAATE! WILL YOU COME TO YOUR WELCOME TO SUBLIME PARTY TONIGHT?!
Colgate: NO!
Pinkie Pie: Okie dookie, maybe next week then.
Dr. Whooves: I don't think Pinkie Pie understands the concept of not poking a bear…
Discord: I'm sure Colgate is all nice and sweet deep down. Very,very,very,very,deep down…
-Super fancy, classy sounding music plays-
Baritone: The following match will determine the number one contender for the World Brawler's Championship, introducing first, accompanied by Hoity Toity and Octavia, weighing 195 pounds and standing six foot, four inches tall, from Canterlot, Blueblood!
-Canterlot Class casually strolls down to the ring, ignoring the multitude of boos from the audience-
*Oven buzzer,followed by dark piano music and the sound of flames*
Baritone: And the opponent, from bakeries unknown, weighing 233 pounds, standing at six foot, five inches tall, the Under Baker!
-The Under Baker makes his way to the ring with his oven in tow-
Match 4: World Brawler's Championship #1 Contender Match: Under Baker vs. Blueblood/w Hoity Toity and Octavia
-14 minutes in, Under Baker appears to be completely in control of the match is on the verge of victory-
-Octavia gets on the rope and taps the ref on the shoulder, then proceeds to start arguing with him over nothing-
-While the ref is distracted Hoity Toity tosses Blueblood his scepter, which he uses to strike the Under Baker across the face-
: Canterlot Class once again shows a classless display in their fighting.
Discord: It's called strategy, and strategy IS classy.
-Octavia ceases to distract the ref as Blueblood makes the pin-
*1…..2…..3!*
-Loud boos-
Baritone: And here is your winner, Blueblood!
-Canterlot Class begins to celebrate in the ring, but it's short lived as a loud buzzer sounds and the lighting turns to a dim red, Under Baker suddenly sits up and gets to his feet, Hoity Toity charges at him only to get flipped over, Blueblood grabs his scepter and attempts to hit Under Baker with it again, only this time Under Baker grabs it and gives Blueblood a hard kick to the gut in order to force him to lose his grip, Under Baker then throws the scepter out of the ring, Octavia attempts to attack him only to get thrown out herself, Blueblood and Hoity Toity then begin to team up on Under Baker, seeming to have the upper hand for a moment before Under Baker grabs them both by the throat and slams them down to the mat, Hoity Toity rolls out of the ring leaving only Blueblood left inside, Under Baker lifts Blueblood to his feet and then hit's the Baker's Dozen on him-
Dr. Whooves: Just incredible….Under Baker has single handedly incapacitated all the members of Canterlot Class.
Discord: It hardly matters though, Blueblood already has the number one contender's spot. Under Baker can't do a thing about it now.
Dr. Whooves: True, but I think Canterlot Class might come to regret angering this demented baker…
-The show fades to commercial with Under Baker standing strong in the ring, all of Canterlot Class laid out around him-
-The show returns with Octavia in the locker room, still looking a bit shaken from earlier, Vinyl Scratch sneaks in the door behind her-
Vinyl Scratch: What's the matter? New team not doing so well?
-Octavia looks surprised at first, but quickly composes herself- Octavia: Oh please….it's already infinitely more successful than my own team. We can handle some baker with a screw loose.
Vinyl Scratch: Whatever….that's now what I'm here about anyways. What I want to know is, what the hell is your problem?!
Octavia: I don't know what you mean, be more specific Vinyl.
Vinyl Scratch: You know exactly what I mean. You ditched me and fed me to the dogs during our last match, for literally no good reason.
Octavia: I had perfectly good reasons. You were dead weight, or tag team was going absolutely nowhere, so I jumped ship before you could drag me down into obscurity with you. It's nothing personal…
Vinyl Scratch: Well it is to me. Either you apologize, or I'll kick your ass in the ring next week.
Octavia: You want to fight ME? Oh this'll be good, I accept your little match. It'll be my chance to prove to the entire EWF universe that I am the better of the two of us. Now if you excuse me, I've got important plans…
-Octavia leaves the locker room with Vinyl Scratch glaring at her-
Dr. Whooves: Definitely some bad blood forming between Octavia and Vinyl Scratch, it'll be interesting to see how this plays out.
Discord: All depends if Vinyl's bite is as bad as her bark.
*Exotic Arabian music begins to play*
-An arabian man walks on stage with a microphone-
Haakim: إدخال الآن، في لها كل جلاله ونعمة، ابنة الثالثة من المنزل الخامس من المجذاف السعودية، أميرة! (Now introducing, in her all majesty and grace, the third daughter of the fifth house of Paddle Arabia, Amira!)
-An Arabian women clothed in very rich looking clothing and several items of jewelry exits on to the stage and makes her way down to the ring-
Dr. Whooves: Looks like Sublime is getting a foreign flavor tonight.
Discord: I do love exotic women.
*Redacted Theme*
Baritone: And her opponent, from Loneyville, weighing in at 153 pounds, standing six foot, seven inches tall, Cheerilee!
Match 5: Amira vs. Cheerilee
*15 minutes later*
-Cheerliee sets up for the In-Ring-Suspension, but Amira counters out of it and hits her with a Dust Devil and makes the pin-
*1….2…3!*
Haakim: هنا هو المنتصر الخاص بك، ناجحة في بلدها أول معركة كبيرة، وقوية إلى الأبد أميرة! (Here is your winner, successful in her first great battle, the eternally powerful Amira!
Dr. Whooves: It seems Sublime now has a foreign occupier.
Discord: I for one would welcome a new Saddle Arabian overlady.
*Commercial Break*
: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, it's now time for our main event.
Discord: Two candidates step up for a shot at the big title, the demented dentist, or the ditzy sweet maker. Both are crazy in their own way, but only one is crazy enough to be champion.
Baritone: The following match will determine the number one contender for the World Fighter's Championship!
*Drilling sound fills the arena*
Baritone: And introducing first, from Loneyville, weighing in at 141 pounds and standing six foot, two inches tall, Colgate!
-Colgate walks down the ramp, glaring any member of the audience who dares eat a sugary sweet in her presence-
Dr. Whooves: Colgate certainly has a murderous look in her eyes…
*Do you believe in magic?*
Baritone: And introducing her opponent, weighing in at 150 pounds, and standing at five foot, eight inches tall, from the town of Loneyville. Pinkie Pie!
-Pinkie Pie cheerfully makes her way down to the ring, almost bouncing with every step-
Main Event: EWF Championship #1 Contender's Match, Colgate vs. Pinkie Pie
*18 minutes later*
Dr. Whooves: Both these two have been giving it all they got, and both are starting to look wore down.
-Colgate manages to lock in the Root Canal-
Discord: Oooh, just look at the pain. I think this might be over soon…..
-Pinkie Pie somehow manages to force her way out of the Root Canal and hits a Pinkie Sense on Colgate, however Colgate rolls out of the ring to avoid being pinned-
-Pinkie Pie exits the ring and starts tearing down the announce table-
Discord: *Grabs cup off table* Saved my tea!
-Pinkie Pie moves Colgate onto the announce table and re-enters the ring, perching herself on the turnbuckle-
Dr. Whooves: Pinkie Pie going high risk!
-Pinkie Pie launchers herself off the turnbuckle and puts Colgate through a table, but injures herself in the process, the ref begins counting down, getting to eight before Pinkie even stirs, Pinkie tries to make her way into the ring but Colgate forces herself up and grabs Pinkie before she can re-enter, causing them both to be counted out-
Baritone: The following match has ended in a double countout, and is a no contest!
Discord: Whaaaat? Now how do we decide our number one contender?!
Dr. Whooves: I'm sure our general manager will figure something out, but we're out of time for tonight, so we'll just have to see next week!
Discord: Gaaaaaahh!
-End of show-
Match Results:
Match 1: World Fighter's Championship, Sweet Tooth vs. Trixie Trixie won
Match 2: WF Championship #1 Contender QM, Spitfire vs. Nurse Redheart Spitfire won
Match 3: Combos of Carnage Qualifying Match, Couchmate vs. Red Delicious and Golden Delicious, Couchmate won
Match 4: World Brawler's #1 Contender Match, Under Baker vs. Blueblood w/Hoity Toity and Octavia, Blueblood won
Match 5: Amira vs. Cheerilee, Amira won
Main Event: World Fighter's Championship #1 Contender's Match, Colgate vs. Pinkie Pie No-Contest