*One hundred percent reason to remember the name!*
*Insert clever comment about the awesomeness of fireworks and pyrotechnics here*
Dr. Whooves: Welcome all to Friday Night Sublime, your best source for late-week sports entertainment. Things have definitely been heating up more and more the closer we get to Retribution.
Discord: Just last week our newly designated number one-contender for the International Championship, Cheerliee, was taken out by Commander Hurricane.
Dr. Whooves: Taken out? The woman was BRUTALIZED.
Discord: I think you might be exaggerating a tad...
Dr. Whooves: Like hell I am, thanks to Commander Hurricane's actions Cheerliee will be injured for a month, which leaves us without a number one contender for the International title.
Discord: Well obviously Commander Hurricane has earned a shot.
Dr. Whooves: You can't just reward people who hospitalize the competition. It would all go too anarchy.
Discord: Would that be so bad?
Dr. Whooves: Ugh, you're hopeless. In other news,after tonight's main event our World Fighter's Champion, Trixie, will be hosting her own interview starring her two opponents in the triple threat match at Retribution, Pinkie Pie and Colgate. It's sure to be interesting to say the least.
Discord: I do enjoy mind games.
Dr. Whooves: Also, the rivalry between Under Baker and Canterlot Class is continuing to escalate, and the demented baker will be taking on Blueblood one-on-one in tonight's main event.
Discord: The working class always trying to overthrow the royalty. So sad.
*Eloquent, high class music plays*
Discord: Speaking of royal, here comes Canterlot Class's manager Octavia, who certainly has a royal look about her.
Dr. Whooves: Without her companions it seems.
Discord: She proved her superiority over her rival last week, she doesn't need protection.
-Octavia gets in the ring, microphone in hand, before she can even speak she's being interrupted by booing-
Octavia: Just listen to you poor, uncultured, fools. Booing one of the few athletes worthy of respect in this degenerate company. You can't even identify true talent and class when it's right in front of you. Although it's not all your fault, you're only products of the scum that is modern society. A society that has turned away from culture, and thrives on low lives such as my former tag-team partner Vinyl Scratch.
Crowd: Octavia sucks! *Clap Clap Clap* We want Vinyl! *Clap Clap Clap* Octavia sucks! *Clap Clap Clap* We want Vinyl! *Clap Clap Clap*
Octavia: Let me tell you a few things about the woman you idolize so. Vinyl Scratch is nothing more than lazy,loud, drunken, party-addicted, scum. Instead of properly honing her craft, our devoting her free-time to respectable institutions, Vinyl spends her time off going to parties and clubs, playing that obnoxious monstrosity "Dubstep" which somehow you ignorant people consider to be music, getting drunk on low-grade alcoholic drinks, and smoking God knows what. Is this the kind of person you want representing the EWF?
*Crowd Cheers* Vinyl! Vinyl! Vinyl!
Octavia: I see I have my work ahead of me, but no matter. My companions backstage Blueblood and Hoity, and I will bring culture and class to this company. We will fight our way through the rabble which is contaminating what would otherwise be a great corporation, we will force you all to embrace what is decent and respectable.
Crowd: Octavia sucks! *Clap Clap Clap* Octavia sucks! *Clap Clap Clap* Octavia sucks! *Clap Clap Clap*
-Octavia goes to speak again but is cut-off by loud dubstep music filling the arena,Vinyl Scratch walks onto the ramp with a microphone of her own-
Octavia: How dare you interrupt me with such ear-violating noise!?
Vinyl Scratch: Oh, I'm so VERY sorry Octavia. -She starts walking towards the ring as she speaks- I was going to let you finish, I really was. I was listening backstage and figured, "Ok, Octavia's a speech maker, but she'll get tired eventually", but here you are going on, and on, and on. Despite this crowd chanting in plain English that they don't give a shit about what you're saying. They don't want to hear about your culture and "class". I mean, my God, I'd say you sounded like a preacher, but than I'd be insulting preachers!
-Vinyl Scratch enters the ring-
Octavia: You may have these people fooled with your care-free demeanor, but soon I'll make them see you aren't worthy.
Vinyl: And you are? Who the hell are you? You back-stab your best friend, join the only group in the EWF willing to take you in, win one match, and then walk out here talking about forcing people to see this, forcing people to see that. Why don't you just chill out and back off?
Octavia: I will not "chill-out" until people like you have been ousted from the EWF.
Vinyl: Well tough luck, because I'm not going anywhere. You mock me for actually having FUN in my free time, well maybe it might not look "respectable" to prudes like you, but at-least I'm chill. You're so uptight and stressed out you'll probably have a heart attack in the ring. You'll probably have a heart attack if you accept the kind of match I'm going to challenge you to at Retribution.
Octavia: *Raises an eye-brow* I already defeated you once, why should I fight you again?
Vinyl: If you're so superior, you shouldn't be scared to prove yourself another time.
Octavia: Oh please, I'm not scared of you in the slightest. I'll fight you at Retribution, and I'll fight you in ANY match type.
Vinyl: *Smiles* I was hoping you'd say that, because I'm challenging you to an Extreme Rules match, no rules and a fuck-ton of devastating weapons everywhere.
Octavia: Fine, and while we're talking about devastating weapons. -Octavia hits Vinyl with the microphone-
Dr. Whooves: I had a feeling it would come to that.
Discord: Octavia's already won the verbal debate, time to win the physical one.
-Octavia takes advantage and starts kicking and beating Vinyl Scratch while she's down, earning much booing from the audience-
Dr. Whooves: Octavia's working hard to make these fans hate her more every week.
Discord: The fans are just misguided, I think Octavia's heart is in the right place.
-Octavia picks Vinyl Scratch up-
*Soprano!*
-Octavia exits the ring confidently, ignoring the hate emanating from the crowd-
Dr. Whooves: Sadly it seems Octavia is once again a step ahead of Vinyl Scratch.
Discord: Octavia has proven that she's an all around better competitor, Vinyl should just quit while she still can.
Dr. Whooves: I hope she doesn't, right now she's our only shot at shutting Octavia's mouth.
-Vinyl Scratch gets back to her feet and leaves the ring as the first match of the night begins-
*Redacted Theme*
Baritone: The following match is scheduled for one-fall,from Loneyville,accompanied by Lotus Blossom, standing five foot, five inches tall and weighing 128 pounds, Aloe!
-Cheers from the crowd-
Dr. Whooves: A small preview of Retribution to start off the night here on Sublime, Aloe will go one-on-one with one of her and her twin's opponents for the Sublime Tag Team Championship, Photo Finish.
Discord: Photo Finish has used her intelligence to full effect to stay on top and allow her tag-team Beauty Shot to absolutely dominate the other tag teams of Sublime. The Spa Twins already failed once to topple them at Proving Grounds, but now they're going to try again at the upcoming Pay-Per-View.
*Redacted Theme*
-Much boos, such heat-
Baritone: And her opponent, accompanied by Pretty Vision, from Canterlot, weighing 141 pounds, and standing six foot tall, she is one half of the Sublime Tag Team Champions, Photo Finish!
-Photo Finish makes her way confidently to the ring, Pretty Vision nervously strolling behind her-
Match 1: Aloe /w Lotus Blossom vs. Photo Finish /w Pretty Vision
*8 minutes later*
-Aloe hits *Redacted* on Photo Finish and goes for a pin-
*1...2-*
-Photo Finish grabs the lower rope*
-Aloe picks Photo Finish up for another move but Photo Finish counters-
Photo Finish: Pretty Vision! Stop being useless and create a distraction!
Pretty Vision: Uhhh...like what?
Photo Finish: Do I, Photo Finish, have to think of everything? Be creative!
Pretty Vision: Whatever you say.
-Photo Finish and Aloe continue battling it out, Pretty Vision enters the ring but before she can do anything sneaky Lotus Blossom blindsides her and tosses her out of the ring-
Dr. Whooves: Lotus Blossom is not having any of Beauty Shot's trickery tonight.
-Aloe hits *Redacted* again and makes another pin-
*1...2...3!*
Baritone: Here is your winner, Aloe!
-Crowd cheers loudly while the Spa Twins celebrate-
Dr. Whooves: The Spa Twins pick up a much needed momentum boost for Retribution.
Discord: It's all Pretty Vision's fault, she failed in her goal.
Dr. Whooves: You mean she failed at her attempt to CHEAT? A failure never more deserved.
-The Spa Twins exit the ring while Pretty Vision checks on Photo Finish and helps her up-
Photo Finish: You blundering fool! I told you to create a distraction!
Pretty Vision: I-I'm sorry! I tried, really! She surprised me!
Photo Finish: Don't make excuses. I, Photo Finish, will not tolerate such incompetence! Think about your mistake, and don't dare repeat it during our match at Retribution, or else there will be serious consequences.
-Beauty Shot exits the ring, Photo Finish looking angered and Pretty Vision appearing saddened-
*Commercial*
-Commander Hurricane is marching backstage with her Squire and a small group of guards in tow when she's confronted by Daring Do-
Daring Do: You barbaric bitch, you don't get what you want so you steal someone else's opportunity?
Commander Hurricane: I have stolen nothing. I have proven my skill in combat, I have earned the right to challenge for your championship.
Daring Do: You want to face me for this so badly? Fine, I'll take you on at Retribution, and I'll beat you down so hard you'll think twice about bullying people to get your way. That's not enough though, you need to be taught a lesson tonight. I'm going to fight you in a tag-team match later tonight, and my partner has already been selected, I hope you can find someone willing to work with you.
Commander Hurricane: I might have more allies than you think. And Daring, you'll be the only one receiving a beat-down at Retribution. Now get out of my sight before I have my guards maul you.
-Daring Do glares at Commander Hurricane for a few moments before deciding to walk away-
Discord: Even Daring Do retreats before Commander Hurricane it seems.
Dr. Whooves: Retreats from her battalion of armed guards you mean.
Discord: Hurricane wouldn't use them unless she really had to.
Dr. Whooves: Riiiight. Well she might have to use them later tonight if she can't find a legitimate tag-team partner.
*Redacted Theme*
Baritone: The following match is scheduled for one-fall, and will determine one of the competitors in the number one contender's fatal-four-way at Retribution. Introducing first, accompanied by Inkie Pie,from Stonesburg, weighing in at 119 pounds, and standing five foot, six inches tall, Blinkie Pie!
-The Ghost Girls make their way towards the ring, getting a somewhat indifferent reaction from the audience-
*Redacted Theme*
Baritone: And her opponent,from Loneyville, standing at five foot, seven inches tall, weighing in at 136 pounds, Apple Bloom!
-Loud cheers-
Dr. Whooves: We haven't seen too much of Apple Bloom since her victory of Babs Seed at Retribution, but said victory definitely counted for something. If she wins here tonight she'll be just a step away from being able to challenge the top champion Trixie herself.
Discord: She might of gotten 1UP on Babs Seed, but Trixie's on a whole another level, I don't think the kid's ready for it yet.
Match 2: WF Championship #1 Contender's F4W Qualifying Match: Blinkie Pie /w Inkie Pie vs. Apple Bloom
*5 minutes later*
-Blinkie Pie goes for a *Redacted* but Apple Bloom counters and hits her with an Apple Zoom followed by a Late Bloomer-
*1...2...3!*
Baritone: And here's your winner, Apple Bloom!
Dr. Whooves: An absolutely dominating performance by Apple Bloom, she'll definitely be riding some swift momentum towards Retribution.
*Now Trending on Twitter: #VinylScratch #OctaviaSucks #CommanderHurricane*
*Commercial*
-Zack Ryder is strolling down the hallway when some loud screaming comes down the hallway-
Ace: WHERE THE FUCK IS MY RACKET?! GOD DAMMIT! I NEED TO FIND THE FUCKING RACKET!
-Ryder heads to the source of the yelling, which is Ace rummaging through a storage closet-
Ryder: Yo, broski, what's all the commotion about?
Ace: WHAT'S THE COMMOTION? MY GOD-DAMN RACKET IS MISSING! THAT'S WHAT! I NEED THAT THING!
Ryder: Why can't you just buy another one?
Ace: DON'T TELL ME HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE! YOU THINK JUST BECAUSE YOU WIN ONE MATCH YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME? HUH?! HUH?!
Ryder: Whoa, whoa, whoa, just chill out man. I didn't mean anything buy it...I'll leave you to your crazy screaming and racket searching...
Ace: NUH-UH. NO YOU DON'T. YOU CAN'T JUST DISRESPECT ME AND WALK AWAY LIKE THAT. YOU AND ME, ONE-ON-ONE!
Ryder: You really want to do this after last week? If you say so bro...I'll be in the ring if you haven't lost what you need for that too.
-Ace lets out a large stream of laughter as Ryder walks away-
Ace: Motherfucker...
Dr. Whooves: Sounds like our tennis player needs some anger management courses.
Discord: Most tennis players do.
*WOO WOO WOO! YOU KNOW IT! OH RADIOOOOO...*
-The crowd cheers-
Baritone: The following match is scheduled for one-fall, now approaching the ring, from Long Island, New York, weighing 214 pounds and standing six foot, 2 inches tall, Zack Ryder!
-Zack Ryder strolls down to the ring, New Yorker style-
Dr. Whooves: This young man made a very impressive debut on last Sublime, with a strong victory over Ace, and it seems he's already starting to get popularity with the fans.
*Redacted Theme*
*Boos*
Baritone: And introducing his opponent, weighing 210 pounds and standing six foot, two inches tall, from Loneyville, Ace!
Discord: And here comes a man who's already lost his chance at popularity...
-Ace makes his way down to the ring, racket in hand, and eventually leaves it outside the ring after arguing with the referee-
Match 3: Zack Ryder vs. Ace
*11 minutes later*
-Zack Ryder hits a Rough Ryder on Ace, but Ace rolls out of the ring and grabs his racket at ringside as Ryder exits the ring to come after him, Ace then hits Ryder with a hard swing of the racket, the bell rings-
*Very loud booing-
Baritone: And here is your winner, by disqualification, Zack Ryder!
-Ace starts beating Ryder with the tennis racket-
Dr. Whooves: Oh come on now, there's no call for that!
Discord: Sore losers will be sore losers. Nothing you can do about it.
Dr. Whooves: This isn't Lunacy, we're supposed to be the brand with some hope in sight!
-Ace eventually gets bored and storms out of the arena, with the crowd's intense dislike following him-
*Commercial*
-The camera returns with a shot of the backstage lounge, where Babs Seed is relaxing on the couch, only to be interrupted by Commander Hurricane-
Commander Hurricane: Rise Plebeian, you're being conscripted again.
Babs Seed: In English please.
Commander Hurricane: Ugh...I am in need of a comrade in a tag team match happening tonight, and I'm choosing you.
Babs Seed: I'm flattered and all, but last time I tried helping you out I got my ass kicked. And what reward did I get? NOTHING. So give me a good reason to help you again.
-Commander Hurricane grabs Babs Seed by the throat and lifts her into the air-
Commander Hurricane: You WILL assist me. And when I take the International Title from Daring Do, you'll be the first of the unfortunate opponents I defend the championship against.
Babs Seed: GAAAHH Fine...just...guuhh...let go.
-Commander Hurricane releases Babs Seed-
Hurricane: I'm glad you agree. -She exits the room-
-Babs Seed glares at her as she leaves-
Babs Seed: Batshit crazy bitch...just you wait.
Dr. Whooves: One has to wonder if Commander Hurricane is going to be able to trust her "partner" tonight.
Discord: Babs Seed wouldn't be stupid enough to betray the Commander, that would be plain crazy.
*Arabian Music*
Haakim: نشيد وأعشق، و، المقاتل الأكثر ملكي مهزوم وغير ملوث، ومهيب ومجيد في كامل الاتحاد المصارعة الفروسية! أميرة! ( Applaud and adore, the undefeated and untainted, the majestic and glorious, the most regal fighter in the entire Equestrian Wrestling Federation! Amira!)
-Amira makes her way to the ring with an aura of royalty and majesty-
Dr. Whooves: The third daughter of the fifth house of Saddle Arabian has definitely been making in impact during her stay in the EWF so far. She's won the past two previous matches in a row, pretty dominantly on top of that.
Discord: She also has the longest title I've ever seen.
*Redacted Theme*
Baritone: And her opponent, from Loneyville, standing five foot, ten inches tall, weighing 137 pounds, Applejack!
-Loud cheers from all around the arena-
Dr. Whooves: And here comes one of the most well known faces of Sublime, Applejack has definitely proven her skill in various matches, it'll be tough for Amira to overcome her.
Match 4: Amira vs. Applejack
*16 minutes later*
-Applejack hits Amira with a clothesline and moves in for a ground-and-pound, but Amira reaches her leg straight in the air and kicks Applejack upside the head-
Discord: Now that's flexibility.
-Amira gets to her feet and charges at Applejack, but Applejack ducks down and tosses Amira over the ropes and down to the mat-
Dr. Whooves: These two have really been throwing out their all, they're making for very worthy opponents.
-Applejack exits the ring and approaches Amira, she attempts to throw her back into the ring but Amira counters and Irish whips Applejack to the turnbuckle, proceeding to move over there and rain down punches, after beating on her until the referee reaches the count of seven she moves both Applejack and herself back into the ring-
*Dust Devil*
*1...2...3!*
Dr. Whooves: Unbelievable! Amira has defeated Applejack, definitely an upset.
Discord: I never had any doubt. This newcomer has real skill.
Haakim:إعطاء كل الثناء والاحترام للفائز الخاص مجيد، الانتصار مرة أخرى، أميرة! (Give all due praise and respect to your glorious winner, triumphing once again, Amira!)
*Commercial*
-The show returns with Davenport and Checkmate on the titantron, standing in front of a cheap replica of an E.W.F arena-
Davenport: Are you tired of stuck-up, snobby tag team champions who talk about the death of innocent old ladies and always bring misery to your happy day?
-Crappy and ugly looking puppet figures of EGO hang down in front of the arena-
Davenport: Well my associate Checkmate and I have the solution you'll all enjoy! The only one-hundred percent money-back guarantee anti-EGO product on the market!
-High Quality models of Couchmate fall into place as well-
Davenport: Couchmate! (Trademark) We'll oust those mean, ugly, EGO snobs and bring quality back to the male tag team division. With Couchmate they'll only be good times and good memories, and no more slapping and insulting elderly women.
-The Couchmate puppets slap the EGO puppets, the EGO puppets fall into pieces on the floor-
Davenport: So cheer for Couchmate, and get the champions you actually want!
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Dr. Whooves: I am so confused.
Discord: *Is laughing like a maniac* You Brits just can't wrap your minds around Equestrian humor.
*Out of time, so say good-bye*
-Loud boos-
-Squire and Commander Hurricane enter the arena-
Squire: Please cease your unnecessary and foolish jeering, and properly welcome the illustrious and all-powerful Commander Hurricane.
Crowd: SHUT UP SQUIRE! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* SHUT UP SQUIRE! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* SHUT UP SQUIRE *CLAP CLAP CLAP*
Squire: Oh how mature...
-Commander Hurricane simply shakes her head and walks down the ramp, making threatening glances at various audience members-
Discord: And here comes one of Sublime's most incredibly dominant fighters, Commander Hurricane may of lost at the Battle Royal, but Daring Do might be in for a huge punishment facing her one-on-one this time around.
Dr. Whooves: Most of Commander Hurricane's dominance seems based around senseless brutality, mark my words, it'll backfire.
*It's my Life!*
-More booing, but not nearly as much-
Squire: And please welcome Commander Hurricane's incredibly lucky and humbled ally, Babs Seed!
-Babs Seed makes her way to the ring and shakes her head at Squire on the way-
Dr. Whooves: I guess now it's time to find out who Daring Do's tag-team partner for the night is.
*You see me flying through the sky, I see you down below as you walk on by*
-Huge amount of cheering from the crowd as Rainbow Dash sprints to the ring-
Baritone: And their opponents, introducing first,from Cloudsdale, weighing 125 pounds, standing five foot, six inches tall. Rainbow Dash!
Dr. Whooves: And a very warm reception for the high-flying Rainbow Dash. It seems Daring Do found herself a worthy partner indeed, Commander Hurricane and Babs Seed's work has just gotten twice as hard.
*Never back down!*
-More cheers as Daring Do makes her way to the ring-
Baritone: And now approaching the ring, from Cloudsdale, weighing 126 pounds and standing five foot, six inches tall, she is the International Champion, Daring Do!
Discord: The fan support is definitely slanted in this match, but it takes more than fans to win a battle.
Match 5: Commander Hurricane and Babs Seed vs. Rainbow Dash and Daring Do
*6 minutes later*
-Daring Do goes for a tag but Squire grabs Rainbow Dash's feet and pulls her down to the floor, she glares at him before going to retake her spot, when he tries grabbing her again she kicks him upside the head, earning cheers from the crowd-
Discord: Who would kick an innocent Squire?
Dr. Whooves: I don't know, but last I checked a Squire's job didn't involve interfering in matches.
-Rainbow Dash gets back up in the corner as Daring Do Irish Whips Commander Hurricane into the turnbuckle, she shoves Hurricane down to the mat before tagging Rainbow Dash, they both proceed to launch a double dive attack on Hurricane, one hitting her face and the other hitting her abdomen-
Dr. Whooves: Daring Do and Rainbow Dash have been working very in-sync thus far in the match, the same can not be said for their opponents.
Discord: Babs Seed almost looks bored if you ask me.
*8 minutes later*
-Rainbow Dash and Babs Seed are battling it out in the ring when Squire begins to distract the ref, as he does this Commander Hurricane picks up her steel helmet and moves in to attack Rainbow Dash with it, but Daring Do charges into the ring chases her away-
*7 minutes later*
-Rainbow Dash and Babs Seed are battling outside of the ring, while Commander Hurricane beats down Daring Do and hits a C5 on her while she's vulnerable, followed by a Legion, Rainbow Dash rushes towards the ring but Babs Seed blindsides her-
*1...2...3*
-Loud boos-
Baritone: And here are your winners, Commander Hurricane and Babs Seed!
Dr. Whooves: Rainbow Dash and Daring Do put on a very impressive show of teamwork, but it seems it wasn't enough.
-While Commander Hurricane and Squire celebrate Babs Seed grabs a piece of Hurricane's armor and sneaks back into the ring, she then proceeds to hit Hurricane in the back of the head with it, Squire gasps and moves to attack Babs Seed only to be hit with a Rotten Core,the crowd cheers-
Discord: I can't believe it, Babs Seed just ambushed the woman who won this match for her. So much for gratitude.
Dr. Whooves: I don't think Babs Seed really wanted to be here in the first place.
Babs Seed: That's payback for choking me, I'm not your slave and I'm not your bitch, so next time you want to "conscript" somebody you can kiss my ass. *She spits on Commander Hurricane and flips her off before leaving the ring looking quite proud of herself*
*Commercial*
*Now Trending on Twitter: #Couchmate, #TennisRacket #BabsSeed*
Dr. Whooves: Welcome back everyone to Sublime where it's just about time for our main event. The number one contender for the World Brawler's Championship Blueblood faces off against the demented creator of pastry items, the Underbaker.
Discord: And speaking of the World Brawler's Championship, we're being joined at ringside by the esteemed champion himself, Thunderlane.
Thunderlane: Don't mind me, I'm just here to scout out the competition, that and I can't resist seeing Blueblood get his ass kicked up close.
Dr. Whooves: You know Thunderlane, there's been quite a bit of controversy about the way you retained your title at Proving Grounds. Many think it was cowardly.
Thunderlane: Well I think that I don't honestly care. I did what I had to do to keep this title, the title I fought hard and earned. All those calling me chicken wouldn't of lasted one second in that ring, and would of never won this title in the first place, so their criticism doesn't count for jack. If you can't do it yourself, don't whine about how others get things done.
*Regal,high-class music plays*
-Loud boos from the crowd-
Baritone: The following main event is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, accompanied by Octavia and Hoity Toity, from Canterlot, weighing 195 pounds and standing six foot, four inches tall, from Canterlot, Blueblood!
Discord: So what does your scouting reveal about Blueblood?
Thunderlane: PFFFFT. He might act like a confident, snob, but down deep he's nothing but a puss. I honestly don't think he'll be any challenge what-so-ever, it'll probably be a five minute match at Retribution.
*The arena darkens to a dim-red lighting as a buzzer sounds and dark music plays*
-Underbaker approaches the ring with his oven in tow as usual-
Baritone: And his opponent, from bakeries unknown, weighing 233 pounds, standing at six foot, five inches tall, the Under Baker!
Dr. Whooves: And what about this guy?
Thunderlane: Well, he's big and he's creepy, I'll give him that, but nobody's invincible. You just have to find a weak spot somewhere.
Dr. Whooves: Running away seemed to be an effective defense.
Thunderlane: I'd like to see how long you'd stay in the ring with him.
Main Event: Blueblood /w Hoity Toity and Octavia vs. Underbaker
*19 minutes later*
-As it becomes clear Blueblood is on the verge of losing the match he "accidentally" takes out the referee, allowing his companions to enter the ring and surrounded Underbaker, Hoity Toity charges at Underbaker first only to be laid out flat with a massive punch to the face, Octavia also runs at Underbaker only to be flipped over the ropes and landing inside of Underbaker's oven, Blueblood takes a swing at Underbaker but he catches the punch and counters with a Baker's Dozen, Hoity Toity gets back to his feet only to be hit with the same thing-
Dr. Whooves: Once again Underbaker has defeated all three members of Canterlot Class at ONCE, this man is definitely one of the most formidable in the entire male division.
-Underbaker pins Blueblood as the referee awakens-
*1...2...3*
Baritone: And here's your winner, the Underbaker!
-The Underbaker picks up a microphone-
Underbaker: Let this be a lesson to all those who would cheat the Underbaker, cross me and you will...REST...IN...PASTRIES-Although he stands over Blueblood, Underbaker is glaring at Thunderlane the entire time-
Thunderlane: *Gulps* Hehe...I think it's time for me to go.
-Thunderlane gets up from the announce table and starts trying to walk away from the ring, suddenly the arena goes pitch-black for a moment, the lights come back on with a buzzer sound and Underbaker is standing right in front of Thunderlane, Thunderlane immediately punches Underbaker hard in the face, but it has little effect, Underbaker picks Thunderlane up and hits Baker's Dozen on him-
Discord: Look at this, Canterlot Class and the World Brawler's Champion both lying around the ring, completely wiped out by the power of the Underbaker. It's a sobering sight indeed.
*Commercial*
-The show returns with the ring heavily decorated in magical decor, three chairs are in the middle, occupied by Trixie, Colgate, and Pinkie Pie-
Trixie: Thank you all for tuning in to the Great and Powerful Trixie's, ENLIGHTENING and INSPIRING interview show. Tonight's special guests are a dentist who had her medical license revoked due to developing several mental disorders,and a sugar addicted ball of frenzy that would be morbidly obese if she were not a wrestler.
Colgate: Remind me what the point of this is again?
Trixie: Shush Shush. Do not interrupt Trixie, all will be explained in good time. First off Colgate, how does it feel to be Trixie's unlucky opponent?
Colgate: It doesn't feel like anything really...how do YOU think you'll feel when my hands are inside your mouth pulling mercilessly on your front teeth, watching you squirm and wither in agony as I inflict severe pain on you?
Trixie: *Nervous laugh* Ha...you will not get the chance. And how do you feel Pinkie Pie?
Pinkie: I'm SUPER DUPER excited! It's going to be so amazing, three wrestlers as talented as us in the same battle! I bet we'll get four stars at least! No wait, five stars! NO, ten stars! FIFTY GAZILLION STARS! WOOOOOOOOOO!
Colgate: -Wincing- WHY...do you have to be so damn happy all the time!? It's so grating! This is supposed to be serious, it's about PAIN,SWEAT, and TEARS! And we have you running around always smiling and screaming like a banshee, shoving your sugary sweets of disgust in everyone's faces. I can't stand it!
Pinkie: Awwww...turn the frown upside down Colgate! We're all friends here, isn't the right Trixie?
-Trixie bursts out laughing-
Pinkie: See?! Trixie's happy, so you should be too!
Colgate: She's laughing at you not with you, you ditz...
Pinkie: It's okay! I laugh at myself too sometimes! Hehe. I bet I can make you laugh!
Colgate: Laughing is overrated.
Pinkie Pie: I know just the thing that will cheer you up. Some freshly baked cake!
-Pinkie Pie pulls cake out of a basket sitting next to her, Colgate's eyes go wide with fury as she slams the cake into Pinkie's face and tackles her, punching her without mercy, Trixie merely stands back and holds her hands up innocently-
Dr. Whooves: It was bound to break down eventually.
-As Colgate gets off the beaten down Pinkie Pie she's ambushed by Trixie, who takes her to the ground and puts in the Ursa Lock, keeping it locked in tight until Colgate taps her hand on the mat several times-
Discord: What an image to end Sublime, the World Fighter's Champion Trixie, standing over her Retribution opponents with superiority and momentum in hand...
-End of Show-
Match Results:
Match 1: Aloe /w Lotus Blossom vs. Photo Finish /w Pretty Vision Aloe won
Match 2: Retribution F4W #1 Contender's QM, Blinkie Pie /w Inkie Pie vs. Apple Bloom Apple Bloom won
Match 3: Zack Ryder vs. Ace Zack Ryder won
Match 4: Amira vs. Applejack Amira won
Match 5: Commander Hurricane and Babs Seed vs. Daring Do and Rainbow Dash Commander Hurricane and Babs Seed won
Main Event: Blueblood /w Hoity Toity and Octavia vs. Underbaker Underbaker won
Matches scheduled for Retribution:
World Fighter's Championship Triple Threat: Trixie (C) vs. Pinkie Pie vs. Colgate
International Championship: Commander Hurricane vs. Daring Do (C)
World Brawler's Championship: Blueblood vs. Thunderlane (C)
Sublime Tag Team Championship: Spa Twins vs. Beauty Shot (C)
Hoity Toity vs. Underbaker
Extreme Rules Vinyl Scratch vs. Octavia
Fatal-Four-Way WF Championship #1 Contender's Match: Rainbow Dash vs. Spitfire vs. Apple Bloom vs. ?
Applejack vs. Fleur De Lis (Interbrand)
Combos of Carnage Championship: SLIME vs. Couchmate vs. EGO (C) (Interbrand)