"And now….Lunacy...and Sublime present….EWF: Retribution….."

*'Cause one of us is going...one of us is going down!*

-A dazzling display of fireworks sound off inside the Sublime Symposium, as 14,321 rabid wrestling fans prepare for a history making night in the pro wrestling industry-

-You can hear thunderous chants of "E DUB EFF" as we are welcomed to the show by the commentary team of Doctor Whooves...and Overdrive-

Whooves: 'Ello, everybody and WELCOME-to Retribution! I am the esteemed Doctor Whooves, and joining me tonight to call the action...from Lunacy….-sighs- Overdrive…

Overdrive: Hello.

Whooves: -sighs again and mumbles- Ah bloody hell-WOULD YOU PUT SOME EMOTION INTO IT, MAN? Give the fans at home a reason to care!

Overdrive: Emotions are for the superstars in the ring to express.

Whooves: Ah, and who put that bollocks into your head, eh? LUNA? Ms. Celestia understands the most important element of a successful show, and that's keeping the fans interested! That's not going to happen with you out here, I can assure that…

Overdrive: Celestia okayed the commentary lineup for tonight.

Whooves: Because there was a mutual agreement that each show would pick one of their commentators for the pay per views! I only wish I had someone out here who actually GAVE a damn….I mean, you were a WRESTLER! You should have that passion for this business!

Overdrive: That was my old life. My new duty is to serve General Manager Luna.

Whooves: Yeah, key word there being "SERVE." Not just work for….you're PATHETIC, and you tell that scallywag Vultarian the same.

Overdrive: Okay.

Whooves: -mumbles- Lost the plot, mate…-pauses- H-hold on! We were about to kick off Retribution with our first match, but I'm getting word that an incident is transpiring backstage! Get us back there!

-A camera rushes to the backstage area, and we soon see on the titantron the event unfolding. Snips and Snails are beating down Davenport and Checkmate-

Whooves: Oh no! Right before the Combo of Carnage tag team title match!

Overdrive: Whoa.

-Snails rams Checkmate head first into a giant steel door, while Snips rams a rolling crate into Davenport's shoulder as the arm is propped up against another crate-

Whooves: Come on, lay off them! Save it for the ring!

-Davenport writhes in pain as Snails now joins the continue ramming the crate into Davenport's already wounded shoulder-

-Referees soon appear to shove SLIME away from the scene-

Ref 1: HEY! GET OUT OF HERE!

Ref 2: SAVE IT FOR THE RING!

-Snips grins, while Snails looks down at his befallen opponents with scorn. A few refs are finally able to remove them from the area, as a loopy Checkmate and other referees tend to Davenport, who is on the ground tearing at his shoulder, the crowd inside the arena massively booing-

Whooves: That was so uncalled for! And your precious Luna does NOTHING!

Overdrive: She is busy.

Whooves: OH I'M SURE!

-Celestia shows up in her usual business attire-

Celestia: Is Davenport going to be alright?

Trainer: I don't know, Ms….his shoulder's been banged up pretty badly….

Celestia: -bangs her fist on the steel door- Dammit!

Checkmate: -standing up on his feet, though wobbly- D-don't worry, boss….I'll take them out…

Celestia: Are you sure, Checkmate? You're going to be alone out there…?

Checkmate: -looks behind him, smirking ever so faintly- I don't know about that….I have a feeling Couchmate isn't the ONLY team that wants revenge on those two…

Celestia: -looks behind her, and smiles- Ah, yes….well, if you're willing, then I guess I can't stop you.

Checkmate: Don't you worry….I'm going to win this for Sublime, and for my PARTNER! -the crowd cheers, as we are brought back to ringside-

Whooves: That's the Sublime spirit, lad! Win the titles for the good guys!

Overdrive: Eww.

Whooves: Now you just shut your bloody mouth. Your general manager is a daft cow, and your teams, while impressive, do not stack up to that of Sublime's…

Overdrive: Ha.

Whooves: I'll be the one laughing at the end of this match, just you wait and bloody see!

-the bell rings, as Madden is standing in the ring-

Madden: The following..TRIPLE THREAT..TAG. TEAAAM MATCH, is scheduled for ONE FALL! And, is for the COMBO OF CARNAAAAAAGEEEE….CHAMPIONSHIPS!

*Snips and Snails' music resonates throughout the building, and the boos flow in once more*

Madden: Introducing FIRST! At a combined weight, of 402 POOOUNDS...Snips, and Sn-

-Snips and Snails are attacked from behind by Checkmate, and EGO as they are making their way down the ramp. The crowd immediately begins cheering-

Whooves: Oh goodness! SLIME has been blindside! And Checkmate was CORRECT! EGO wants revenge on SLIME, as well, after what they did to Gustave Le Grand's leg Monday night!

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: Look at Gustave's leg! It's bandaged up, from the sole of his boot, to the middle of his thigh!

-Fancy points Checkmate in the direction of the fallen Snips, as he and Gustave pick up Snails by his leg-

Whooves: And it looks to me like EGO wants to force Snails to bandage HIS leg up as well...OH NO!

-EGO tandemly DRIVES Snails' right leg into the steel ramp, which immediately causes Snails to groan. Over by the ringmat, Checkmate moves Snips to his side, and forcefully RAMS his shoulder into the barricade. He then begins to punch at it like a madman, which soon causes Snips to fall into a seated position by the barricade, which allows Checkmate to then kick at his hurt shoulder-

Whooves: Payback is a you know what….SLIME has had a gameplan for this match since Monday, and it seems to have backfired on them!

-Gustave returns with a steel chair. He grabs the bottom legs of it, and turns it upside down, jamming the top of the chair into Snails' leg-

Overdrive: Ouch.

Whooves: You're damn right it hurts! But it's gotta feel good for EGO and Checkmate! I hope Davenport is watching this!

-EGO enter the ring, and hand the referee their titles. Checkmate soon follows-

Fancy Pants: Ring the bell, chap! We don't rightly care if all parties are ready!

Checkmate: I'm ready! That's all we need!

Fancy: -smirks- A shame this isn't going to be a fair fight, but at least we don't have to worry about those bottom feeders meddling in our affairs….

Gustave: Yes! Don't think we've forgotten about how you and Lazy-Boy mocked us! The last team that did that, wound up succumbing to EGO!

Checkmate: Well, if you think you can do the same to me, go ahead…

Fancy: -as Gustave exits the ring- Oh...we plan to…

-the bell rings, as Checkmate and Fancy lock up-

Match 1: Triple Threat Tag Team Match for the Combo of Carnage Tag Team Championships - EGO vs SLIME vs Couchmate

Match Rules (for first timers): Usually, in this match, one member of each team is legal in the ring at once, and they can tag in their partners. However, since SLIME is currently out of the picture, only Checkmate and either Fancy Pants or Gustave are legal. The first superstar to gain a pinfall or submission wins the match, and the titles, for their team.

-As the match begins, Fancy Pants immediately overpowers Checkmate, sending him into EGO's corner. Fancy shoves his forearm right into Checkmate's face, as Gustave tags Fancy's other arm, which is held in the air-

Whooves: And you can expect many frequent tags between EGO in this match, as they look to tire out the energetic Checkmate. Which shouldn't be too difficult, seeing as he has no partner to help…

Overdrive: Yeah.

-12 minutes later-

-Since the start, SLIME has been able to enter the match. At this moment, however, Snips and Fancy have been leveled with a double DDT from Checkmate, who is basically as desperate as can be at this point. He is on the mat, strategizing on just what he could possibly do next-

-The crowds claps, which were meant to fuel Checkmate, however, are replaced with cheers, as Davenport is shown to be making his way down to the ring-

Whooves: Do you believe it?! Davenport is coming out here when his partner needs him the most!

-Davenport is slowly walking down the ramp, a bandage wrapped around the entire width of his shoulder. He has his other hand on it as he steps onto the apron, leaning over with his hand out, waiting for that faithful tag-

Whooves: And he wants in! Can Checkmate make the tag?! Snips and Fancy Pants are trying to make it to their own corners!

-Gustave is able to stand up, as Snips tags in Snails. Neither can stop Checkmate however, as his hand meets Davenport's. The crowd erupts as Davenport climbs through the ropes, and takes down a running Snails with a clothesline. With his good arm, of course. He then dropkicks Fancy, making sure to land on his healthy side. Davenport then runs the ropes, and avoids the heart punch of an interfering Gustave. On the second rebound of the ropes, Davenport catches Gustave with a swinging neckbreaker-

Whooves: Davenport is FIRED UP! Couchmate may be MOMENTS AWAY, from capturing the titles!

Overdrive: Wow.

Whooves: I can't work with you!

-Checkmate jumps into the ring, leveling an intruding Snips with the Shining Wizard. As the members of EGO and SLIME come to in the ring, both members of Couchmate dispose of them to the outside with double clotheslines. Davenport winces a bit at the follow through, naturally-

Crowd: LET'S GO COUCH-MATE! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* LET'S GO COUCH-MATE! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* LET'S GO COUCH-MATE! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

-Both Davenport and Checkmate climb the top rope, and look out at their four opponents, struggling to shuffle to their feet-

Whooves: They're about to take out ALL of the competition!

-Checkmate and Davenport fly off the top rope, but are only able to knock EGO down with their synchronized cross bodies, as Snips pulls Snails out of the way in the nick of time-

-Snips and Snails quickly take advantage, picking up Davenport and shoving him into the ring. Snips rushes the ring himself, as the referee begins the five count for Snips to leave the ring, with Snails already scaling the ropes. Snips grabs Davenport, and tosses his bad shoulder into the ringpost. He then pulls him back into the ring, clasping his hands around his abdomen for the finish. Snips lifts Davenport into the air with a German Suplex, with Snails finishing off the combination with a top rope legdrop-

Whooves: And it connects! Somebody better get into the ring to break up the possible winning fall!

-Snips leaves the ring, and is immediately floored with a big boot from Fancy Pants, who crawls into the ring, totally undetected. Snails, meanwhile, is limping towards the cover, since he used his injured leg to hit that legdrop from the top-

Whooves: I can see why it is taking Snails so long to pin Davenport! That legdrop must've done a number on his already weakened leg!

Overdrive: Yeah.

-As Snails lays down for the cover, Fancy takes the opportunity to Schoolboy him-

Whooves: Snails didn't notice Fancy Pants!

*1…..2…...3!* -the bell rings, as many fans are shocked by the outcome. Fancy Pants rolls out of the ring as Checkmate was halfway into the ring to try to break up the pinfall-

Whooves: Checkmate was so close! But EGO steals the win, regardless!

Madden: Here are YOUR WINNERS! And STILL! Combo of Carnage CHAMPIIIOOONSSS…..Gustave Le Grand, and FANCY PAAANTS! EEEEEEGOOOOOOOOO!

-Checkmate slams his fists onto the mat angrily, as he continues to lay halfway in the ring, his feet dangling off the apron-

Whooves: As I said before, Snips and Snail's gameplan ultimately blew up in their faces! Despite Gustave himself being injured, Fancy Pants was able to take advantage of the wounded Snails, who, ironically, had the same injury as Gustave!

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: The will of Davenport is no doubt inspiring, but it DOES truly pay to be opportunistic, and THAT is what EGO was here tonight! For that reason, they are STILL...the Combo of Carnage, tag team champions….

-Fancy and Gustave pompously walk backwards up the ramp, though Gustave is technically limping, with their titles draped over their shoulders. Checkmate continues to lay on his stomach halfway in the ring, his face in his hands. Snails still can't believe what happened, as Snips yells at him outside the ring-

-We cut to a promo shot earlier today, where Bill Nyeker is sitting in the middle of the ring. The arena is completely empty except for him, and whoever he is looking at, which is not revealed (and not supposed to be)-

Bill Nyeker: For my two opponents tonight I have no terms of endearment to bestow upon them. There are simply people, in this world, that are ignoramuses. It's a proven fact. They're not as intelligent as me, they're not as sophisticated as me, they are not superior to me. And I've TRIED to level with them, flip my perspective, to see what THEY see….and I nearly regurgitate. Damien Sandow, he is a classless buffoon. I strongly disdain that man. All I try to do, is open up my classroom to the public, give the EWF miscreants, the opportunity of enlightenment, and that mouth-breather DARES to interrupt my teaching endeavors? FOOLHARDY! He breaks every single law...that he must abide by. And he thinks that I'm going to let him waltz by, with a simple slap on the wrist? No, no. I'm going to do more than SLAP him. I'm going to EMBARRASS Damien Sandow...like he embarrassed me in front of ALL of my students! They cheer for him, because he is a degenerate, just like all of them. Tonight, I will teach Damien Sandow the most important lesson of all...HUMILITY. And the EWF Universe will FINALLY have someone to look to…

Next…-sighs-...is RUMBLE. Last name to be determined. Besides KICKING ME IN THE FACE, Rumble isn't as slimy an urchin as Mr. Sandow. HOWEVER, Mr. Rumble is still a pompous pretty boy who broke the "NO CELL PHONE" rule. He also is in possession of the Carnage championship, which I wouldn't mind hanging above my fireplace as I delve into Stravinsky. And that's the marble on top of this Rube Goldberg machine….that title. If I can win that, NOBODY can argue that I am TRULY the Common Denominator of Decadence, and Mr. Rumble and Mr. Sandow will BEG me to be their teacher…..EVERY. LIVING. SOUL will.

And lastly, one thing that Mr. Rumble and Mr. Sandow have in common...is that their valets are all crude succubuses. After I defeat their "boy-toys", I will take them shopping for clothes appropriate for young ladies such as them. They have beautiful souls, I know it. They are just being corrupted by their respective "Romeos'" repugnant rations. -he looks at the camera sternly- That is all. Class dismissed.

Whooves: Why is every wrestler on Lunacy either insane, or dense?

Overdrive: Colgate.

Whooves: ….Huh. Well, I can't argue with that. However, Lunacy's horrible management must have turned Colgate into the vicious savage that she is!

Overdrive: No.

Whooves: ...Okay, you might be right. In any event, Speaking of horrible, Twist is in the ring-yeah don't focus the camera on her. Thanks. Twist is in the ring, preparing to do battle with the mysterious woman who has been dropping cryptic notes onto her head for the past few weeks.

Overdrive: Might not be a woman.

Whooves: Whoever it is, he and or she...or IT I should say, since Twist has fought an actual ROCK before, and those don't have genders. Back on the topic of rocks, Twist's opponent has an...infatuation with them, I can gather….

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: ...Alright. Well, the suspense is killing me! Let's find out who Twist is losing to tonight!

Overdrive: Okay.

-Tom the rock slowly lowers down to the stage from the rafters, as "Also Sprach Zarathustra" plays to build up hype. On Tom's back is another nicely sized rock, which has a large fracture down the middle of it-

Whooves: -whispers- So intense…

-As the Space Odyssey theme climaxes, the arena begins to rumble. Suddenly, the rock shatters into many pieces, as the fans try to get a good look to see what lies inside. Grayish blue violet hair and a blue tunic is nestled in a ball, but that soon changes as the figure moves to one knee, before ultimately standing up. Most of the crowd cheers as their expectations peak-

*Fossil rocks are in the ground tonight….they've been down there for a really long time…*

Madden: Aaaaaand! HER OPPONENT! From the Pie Family Rock FAAARRRMM...weighing in at 125 POOOUNDS! MAAAAUD PIIIEEEE!

Whooves: Well, this is a treat! A fan favorite from Canterlot Championship Wrestling, which is the EWF's developmental system...it's Maud!

Overdrive: Yay.

Whooves: Are you two related?

Overdrive: No. I like her for some reason. Can't figure out why, though.

Whooves: Yeah...it's a bloody mystery…

Maud: -looking down at Tom- Tom...let's roll.

-Tom rolls down to the ring with Maud-

Whooves: H-...HOW DOES THAT NOT HURT HER?!

Overdrive: Dunno.

Whooves: Well, she's related to Pinkie Pie, so I guess I shouldn't question it….

-Tom jumps into the ring, allowing Maud to jump off-

Maud: Thanks, babe. -she kisses Tom- Always such a gentleman. -Tom blushes, and jumps out of the ring-

Whooves: ….GAAAAHHH?

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Maud turns to face Twist-

Maud: Hello, Twist. I am Maud Pie.

Twist: He-...hettho…..

Maud: -her expression does not change, which is no expression at all- You have defiled my husbando, Tom. I have come to defend his honor. The atrocities you have committed against not only myself, but the entire Pie family are unforgivable, and demand swift, sovereign justice. In layman's terms, I hate you Twist. I am going to fucking kill you. You will be like gum on the bottom of my shoe. You will rot stuck to this canvas.

Twist: C-...can we talk abouth thith?

Maud: No. -the bell rings, as Twist gulps-

Match 2: Maud Pie vs Twist

Crowd: LET'S GO MAUD! LET'S GO MAUD! LET'S GO MAUD! LET'S GO MAUD!

Whooves: Twist is doomed.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Twist walks up to Maud, still expressionless, and punches her square in the jaw. It moves Maud's head to the side, but she quickly recoils without a care in the world-

Maud: That hurt.

-Twist gasps, and decides to hit Maud again. Still, same sequence. Maud no sells the punch-

Maud: Well, that wasn't gneiss.

Twist: I-...I'm sorry!

Maud: No. This rock really isn't gneiss. -Maud pulls out a rock from a pocket of her tunic- This is quartz. Oh, I'm sorry. We were having a match, weren't we?

Twist: N-...no?

Maud: -blinks- Now that TRULY wasn't nice. You lied to me. -she wraps both of her hands around Twist's throat- ….You monster…. -she lifts Twist into the air, and levels her with a Sitout Chokebomb, which she calls *The Schist*-

*1…...2….3!* -the crowd erupts in cheers, as Maud stands on her feet, unfazed by everything that just happened-

Whooves: ….Wow.

Overdrive: Wow.

Madden: Here is YOUR WINNER! MAAAUUDDD PIIIEEEE!

Whooves: Truly a DOMINANT debut for Maud. Twist gave her the best punch she could, and Maud didn't even BLINK!

Crowd: THANK YOU MAUD! THANK YOU MAUD! THANK YOU MAUD! THAT WAS MAUD-SOME! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* THAT WAS MAUD-SOME! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* THAT WAS MAUD-SOME! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Maud: -looks out the crowd- Sure. -She exits the ring, and hops off of the apron onto Tom, her feet dangling off of his rocky frame- My work here is done, Tom. -without another word, Tom and Maud roll out of the arena, as Twist lies unconscious in the middle of the ring-

Whooves: Monday Night Lunacy just got a WHOLE lot weirder, but more dangerous than anything…

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: GRRR! Such a mood killer….

Overdrive: Oh.

Whooves: STOP!

Overdrive: Next match.

Whooves: ….I suppose that's a good enough segway as any. Coming up next here at Retribution, is a match born out of a broken friendship, once strong as can be. Near brothers, reduced to literal blood-shed. And it's all thanks, to the jealous rage, of one devilish woman…

*A video package plays, chronicling the events that have led up to our next match, Flash Sentry vs Shining Armor. "You're Going Down" by Sick Puppies plays throughout the course of it*

*The sky turns to a different shade of blue….* -the cheers emerge once again, as Shining Armor's theme plays-

Madden: The following contest, is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first, from CANTERLOT! Weighing in at 241 POOOOUNDS! SHIIIIIINIIIIINNNGGGG...ARMOR!

-Shining walks to the ring with a no purpose demeanor-

Whooves: After WEEKS on the sidelines, Shining Armor, TONIGHT, gets the opportunity to STICK IT to his former partner! He's had quite a while to process what happened, and I'm sure he has just one gameplan in mind for Flash Sentry, and that's to beat the everloving HELL out of him!

Overdrive: Wow.

Whooves: Flash's gameplan should be simple as well….don't show up. He's already a big enough coward, attacking his friend. I truly don't think he wants to get into the ring with Shining Armor, in the state of mind he is currently in.

*FLASH! AHAAAA! Savior of the uniVERSE!* -The Boo is Real-

Madden: Aaaand HIS OPPONENT! From CANTERLOT! Weighing in at 225 POOOUNDS! FLAAAAAASSSHHH..SEEEEEENTTRRRYY!

-Flash does his usual entrance, yet as the lights go back on in the arena, Flash is overwhelmed by Shining Armor running up the ramp and tackling him to the steel floor. The crowd cannot contain their excitement-

Whooves: And here we go! Shining Armor couldn't wait any longer! The weeks of pent-up frustration! The betrayal of someone he called his BROTHER! Isn't that worth something to Flash?! I'll tell you what it's worth: The biggest BEATING, of that young man's LIFE!

-Flash is able to cease the offense by thumbing Shining in his eye. He begins to crawl down the ramp, which soon turns into a full-fledged sprint to the ring, Shining following behind him.

*Now trending on Twitter: Maud, #Yeah, #Retribution*

Shining chases Flash around the ring a few times, until Flash rolls in under the bottom rope. Shining slides in after him, but realizes it was a big mistake as Flash drops an elbow on his back, following up with a series of stomps into said back-

Whooves: You can't blame Shining Armor there. He went his emotions over-take the logic at hand. He wants to hurt Flash like Flash hurt him; both emotionally and physically. Let's face it, though. Flash Sentry just outsmarted Shining Armor before the bell has even rung.

-Flash backs up away, per the referee's order. The ref then checks on Shining, asking him if he wants to continue. Of course, Shining nods with his grit teeth, and the referee rings the bell when Shining gets to one knee, glaring at Flash with intense hatred-

Match 3: Flash Sentry vs Shining Armor

-13 minutes later-

-Flash has been in control for much of the match, in contrast to during his entrance. Shining has had a few hope spots, however, such as the one he is currently involved in. He has Flash reeling. He is about to set up for one of his signatures, the Surf's Up, but he is interrupted as Sunset Shimmer jogs down to the ring to a chorus of boos-

Whooves: What the bloody hell is this she-devil doing down here?!

Overdrive: Wow. Sunset looks beautiful.

Whooves: I suppose she does...for a witch. I guess it makes sense she is out here. After all, SHE's the reason any of this is even happening!

*Now trending on Twitter: Flash vs Shining*

-Sunset jumps on the apron, yelling and pointing at Shining. Shining realizes the opportunity he has, and does not waste it. He grabs Sunset by her condiment hair, and pulls her into the ring, garnering many a cheer from the EWF faithful-

Whooves: He's got her! He's got her!

Overdrive: Wow.

Crowd: FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP! FUCK HER UP!

-The referee steps in, trying to pull Shining off of Sunset. He doesn't need to, though, as Shining shoves Sunset to the mat, the base of her head connecting with the bottom turnbuckle-

Whooves: I'm sure Shining is upset that he couldn't do MORE to the woman that has turned his life into shambles…..

-Flash sticks up for his girlfriend, closing Sunset out of the ring. The referee goes to check on him, as Flash does the same to Sunset, who has her head lying against the bottom turnbuckle. When Flash touches her shoulder, she instinctively elbows him in the head, causing the crowd to "OHHH!"-

-Shining and the referee re-enter the ring, neither knowing what had just occurred. Shining takes yet another opportunity, nailing the dazed Flash with "The Big Kahuna"-

-Sunset looks on in shock, as Shining pins Flash, the referee counting the 1...2….3-

Whooves: And Shining Armor wins! Sunset just screwed her own boyfriend!

Overdrive: Damn.

Madden: Here is YOUR WINNER! SHIIINNIIINGGG...ARMOOORRR!

-Shining leaves the ring, the referee raising his hand on the outside, as Sunset helps Flash to his feet. Tears are running down her face-

Sunset: I'm so sorry, baby! I thought it was Shining trying to hurt me more!

Flash: -pulls Sunset into a hug- It's fine, Sunny….you could never hurt me….

Sunset: Oh….I'm sure I could…-without a moment's hesitation, Sunset kicks Flash in the gut, eliciting more shocked gasps from the crowd-

Whooves: What the hell?!

*THE LAST SUNSET!* -the crowd is in awe at the strength of Sunset, who looks down at her fallen boyfriend on her knees-

Crowd: THIS IS CONFU-SING! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* THIS IS CONFU-SING! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* THIS IS CONFU-SING! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Whooves: I agree...WHAT IS WITH THIS WOMAN?! WHAT DOES SHE WANT?!

Overdrive: Dunno.

-Sunset leaves the ring, walking up the ramp with a smirk. Shining Armor watched everything with an open mouth and furrowed eyebrows-

-Sunset goes to leave the arena, but stops to look at Shining, one hand on one hip. She then takes the initiative to grab at Shining's crotch with her other hand, and then lean in to kiss him on the cheek. She grins, and takes her leave, as Shining is now even more confused-

Whooves: I...I just don't get it….I can't even come up with any sort of reasoning for this….I'm stumped….

Overdrive: I get it.

Whooves: ….How could you possibly understand what is going on in that young woman's mind?

Overdrive: Dunno.

Whooves: ….You don't even get YOURSELF, you cod…

-Now we are met with Damien Sandow in Bill Nyeker's previous position-

Damien: William Nyeker is no educator. Educators...actually TEACH people things. No, what William Nyeker is...is a leech. He tries to suck all he can from the past. Just because he taught as a substitute teacher in some overpopulated town for 3 months, he thinks he can come into the wrestling business, and play the role of a FULL-TIME teacher. Problem is...nobody is listening to a damn word that he says. He doesn't care, though. He just keeps on talkin'...I did the fans a favor, by crashing his classroom. There was not a BETTER time to debut...than right there.

Bill Nyeker thinks he can teach ME a thing? I'm trying to teach him that learning can be FUN! For example: I have five knuckles. It is not possible to use all five of them to punch William Nyeker in the face. So I am going to subtract the knuckle connected to my thumb. Then I add in William's face, to my four remaining knuckles. One less knuckle is available, but the answer is still going to hurt like a female dog. This isn't a school curriculum, this is pro wrestling. It's supposed to be FUN. The Oddities are FUN. It seems like Mr. Nyeker didn't want that, though. And now he's on a mission to SQUEEZE the fun out wrestling. That's against MY rules. That's the most IMPORTANT rule of wrestling. It's not about ropebreaks, or making sure your opponents' shoulders are down on the mat, no. It's about having FUN. And with Nyeker around….that's not gonna happen. There's no need to contact the administration about this, however, because I AM THE ADMINISTRATION. I got your cries for help, EWF Universe. And tonight...I'm going to answer them. Tonight, William Nyeker gets EXPELLED. Rumble will still be able to take selfies, but he's going to have to learn to take them without the Carnage Championship around his waist. You're welcome. -smiles-

:What a night it's been so far. It's not over yet though, as now we finally have tonight's first Sublime match!

Overdrive: I am so excited.

: I can certainly tell…..

*The ring is filled with fancy, high class music*

Baritone: The following match is scheduled for one-fall, introducing first, from Canterlot, weighing 201 pounds, and standing five-foot, eleven inches tall, Hoity Toity!

Dr. Whooves: It'll be interesting to see how Hoity handles the Underbaker without the help of his companions.

Overdrive: Yeah.

*A loud buzzer sounds as the arena lights dim, dark music fills the arena*

Baritone:And the opponent, from bakeries unknown, weighing 233 pounds, standing at six foot, five inches tall, the Underbaker!

-The Underbaker enters the arena with his oven in tow-

Dr. Whooves: Under Baker has certainly been on a rampage through Sublime as of late, he's single-handedly defeated all of Canterlot Class at once on more than one occasion.

Overdrive: Wow.

Match 4: Hoity Toity vs. Underbaker

*15 minutes later*

-Hoity Toity and Underbaker are trading punches, Hoity Toity goes for an Upper Class but Underbaker counters it and hits an Overbake-

*Now trending on Twitter: Underbaker, Shining Armor, #EveryoneHatesEveryone*

Dr. Whooves: Hoity has been putting up a valiant fight, but it looks like Underbaker is just too powerful.

Overdrive: They are both very talented.

-Underbaker picks Hoity back up and hits a Baker's Dozen, following it up with a pin-

*1….2… 3!*

Baritone: Here is your winner, the Underbaker!

Dr. Whooves: Looks like Underbaker finally got his full vengeance on Canterlot Class for cheating him four weeks ago.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Underbaker picks up Hoity and drags him outside the ring-

Dr. Whooves: It looks like Underbaker isn't done having his revenge quite yet.

Overdrive: Oh no.

-Underbaker chokeslams Hoity Toity into the oven and slams the door shut-

Underbaker: REST…...IN…..PASTRIES!

-Camera cuts backstage to Marigold and Daring Do-

Marigold: I'm here with the International Champion Daring Do. Daring, you've suffered from a small string of losses these past few weeks, and Commander Hurricane certainly has a lot of momentum, does this have you worried?

Daring Do: I won't say that I haven't been shaken a little, but it's going to take more than a couple defeats to put me down. I went through worse than Hurricane to get this title, and she'll need the momentum of her namesake if she hopes to take it from me.

Marigold: And what ab-

-Marigold is interrupted as Commander Hurricane enters the room and glares down Daring Do-

Commander Hurricane: You shouldn't be so confident little plebeian, I have brutalized and defeated you several times since the start of this league, and soon your reign will end and mine will begin.

Daring Do: You really don't frighten me Hurricane, you're nothing but a bully and I don't back down to bullies. You might of 1up'd me a couple of times, but I'm still the one with the title,not you.

Commander Hurricane: Only for one more night Daring, one more night.

-We now cut to another backstage area with Lunacy's interviewer, Silver Shill-

Silver Shill: I am standing by with the woman who in just a few moments is going to challenge Sunset Shimmer for the Crater Chick championship...Rarity. -the crowd cheers as the camera pans over to Rarity, and Fluttershy, who is by her side-

Rarity: Hello, dahling.

Silver: Rarity, what are your thoughts on your upcoming match, especially after what just happened just a bit ago with Sunset, Flash, and Shining Armor?

Rarity: -half shakes her head- That doesn't really concern me. This isn't high school. I'm not going to get involved in such nonsense. It's all about mind games when it comes to Sunset. She needs to stop worrying about her 50 or so relationships and worry about ME. Because I MAY be a lady, but I am a FIGHTING lady. And tonight, I WILL fight. Sunset has done some truly awful things since joining the EWF. Despite all that, however, she doesn't intimidate me. With every nasty thing she does, it only drives me to want to beat her even more. A victory tonight isn't just a victory for me...it's a victory for everybody that Sunset has ever tormented, whether they deserved it or not. I plan to become Crater Chick champion, and I plan to add some much needed CLASS to it.

Silver: -nods- Anything you'd like to add, Fluttershy?

Fluttershy: -shyly leans into the microphone- Umm...I believe in you, Rarity. I will be right there with you when you topple Sunset Shimmer.

Rarity: -giggles- I know you will, dahling. Let us get a move on, then...I can hear the beast roaring. -she and Fluttershy giggle some more as they begin to walk off-

Silver: Thank you for your time, Rarity.

Rarity: Mhm!

-Back inside the arena, the bell rings, with Madden re-taking his spot in the squared circle-

Madden: The following contest, is scheduled for ONE FALL! And, is for the CRATER..CHIIIIIICK...CHAMPIONSHIIIIIIIP!

*Everybody's starry eyed...and everybody glows...OH!* -Cheers to the married couple! May you divorce in 2 weeks because I want to fuck the wife and have it be in good taste!-

Madden: THE CHALLENGER! From LONEYVILLE! Accompanied to the ring, by FLUTTERSHY! Weighing in at 127 POOOUNDS...RAAAARIIITTTYYYY!

Whooves: A lot is riding on Rarity's shoulders here tonight. She must slay the beast, as she called her, and lay claim to the Crater Chick championship. Only then, will Sunset Shimmer's tyranny come to an end.

Overdrive: Wow. Rarity looks beautiful.

Whooves: Yes, quite stunning. As she has said, she is a beautiful woman, but she isn't afraid to get in her opponent's face. She has a reputation of having the best match on the card each week. And while Retribution's card is beyond stacked, it could very well be no different here tonight.

Overdrive: Yeah.

*And now….it's all over now….* -No it's not, because the boos never end when Sunset Shitbitch enters the arena-

Madden: Aaaaand HER OPPONENT! From CANTERLOT! She is, the CRATER CHIIIICK..CHAMPIIIOONN...SUNSEEEETTTTT...SHIMMERRRR!

Overdrive: Wow. Sunset looks beautiful.

Whooves: YOU'VE ALREADY SAID THAT!

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: -sigh-...only 2 more hours….anyway, we cannot deny that Sunset has been an impressive athlete here in the EWF. It's just that her tactics usually outshine her ability. So excuse me if I completely root against her.

Overdrive: We're supposed to be unbiased.

Whooves: I'm sorry, but I do not work for your hag of a General Manager.

Overdrive: Okay.

-Sunset enters the ring, removing her title from her waist and flaunting it in Rarity's face. Rarity is patient in her dickery, however, and doesn't even blink. Sunset hands the title to the referee, and waves sweetly at Fluttershy, who hangs her head-

Rarity: Pay attention to ME, Sunset….

Sunset: Sorry, babe, but you're boring me...I'll just slip you a twenty like every other guy you've ever met-

-Rarity uppercuts Sunset in the jaw, sending her to the mat with the crowd going wild-

Rarity: Keep your money, SCUM! You're going to need it to buy a replica belt after I take the REAL one from you!

Sunset: Heh….feisty. -stands up I like feisty…

Rarity: There's plenty more where that came from, dahling….

Match 5: Crater Chick Championship: Sunset Shimmer vs Rarity w/ Fluttershy

-9 minutes later-

-Rarity and Sunset are on the top rope. Rarity flips over Sunset, trying to take force her off and plant her with a powerbomb, but Sunset grabs the top turnbuckle, and Rarity falls flat on her stomach, and soon rolls onto her back-

Whooves: Expert counter by Sunset, as Rarity goes crashing into the mat. And now it seems like Sunset is taking to the air! I don't think I've EVER seen Sunset Shimmer fly off of the top rope before!

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: Yeah you have, or yeah in agreement with me?

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: …..waiter? Check please.

-Sunset waits for a few seconds, positioning herself, before flying off of the top-rope, and landing a nearly botched moonsault on Rarity-

*1…..2…..-Rarity kicks out, as Fluttershy is pretty much biting her nails at this point-

Whooves: So close, but the drive and determination of Rarity CANNOT BE MATCHED!

-11 minutes later-

-Shining Armor walks down to ringside, eyeing Sunset intensely. This causes Sunset to take her eyes off of Rarity, as she leans over the rope-

Sunset: You come back for seconds, baby?

Shining: Yeah, I came back for a few seconds to SCREW YOU! -the crowd cheers, as Sunset cackles-

Whooves: Your title is on the line, Sunset! Turn aro-wait...I WANT her to lose! Yes! Never turn around, you witchy git!

-Sunset blows a kiss to Shining, and then turns around to receive a kick in the gut from Rarity, who then hoists her up and DROPS her with the Sequin Special! The crowd is going insane, as they can feel a new champion soon being crowned. Shining grins, and sends Rarity a salute. Rarity winks, and hooks Sunset's left leg-

Whooves: This is it! THE COVER!

*1…-Shining Armor reaches over and grabs Sunset's right leg, and places it on the middle rope, causing the crowd to "OHHH!"- 2…..-the referee notices Sunset's leg on the rope at the last second, and waves off his count-

Whooves: WHAT?! ARE YOU BLOODY KIDDING ME?!

-Rarity slowly sets Sunset's leg back down on the mat, and looks over her body to stare at Shining Armor with wide eyes. The more the crowd boos, the more Rarity's expression turns into one of puzzlement and intense anger-

Crowd: BUUUULLL-SHIT! BUUUULLL-SHIT! BUUUULLL-SHIT! BUUUULLL-SHIT!

Whooves: WHY?! WHY WOULD SHINING ARMOR DO THAT?!

Overdrive: Dunno.

Whooves: I'D LIKE A BLOODY DAMN ANSWER AT SOME POINT! RARITY HAD THE MATCH WON! SHE HAD IT WON!

-Rarity is not up to her feet, as she has not taken her eyes off of Shining. Her hands are balled up into fists. She is slowly shaking her head in disbelief-

Rarity: Shining! YOU COULDN'T! AFTER ALL SHE'S DONE!

-Shining just shrugs, and before Rarity knows it, she is being forced to turn around, and what she is met by the waiting claws of Sunset Shimmer. The last thing Rarity will remember for now is being driven into the mat by Sunset's "The Last Sunset"...-

Whooves: GRAB RARITY'S LEG, SHINING! GRAB IT! REDEEM YOURSELF! FLUTTERSHY! DO SOMETHING!

-Alas, Sunset hooks Rarity's leg, and 3 seconds later, the bell is rung, as Sunset themes plays, you can hardly hear it over the volcanic amount of boos inside the arena-

Madden: Here is your winner...and STILL the Crater Chick Champion...Sunset...Shimmer!

-Sunset sends the most wicked smile Shining's way, and she licks her lips as Shining climbs the steel steps to enter the ring-

Whooves: HAS SUNSET GOTTEN TO SHINING ARMOR?! WHY THE HELL DID HE DO THAT?!

-Shining enters the ring, and immediately Sunset jumps into his arms, like two people who met on Eharmony are seeing each other for the first time at a nice beach. Except there is no sound of the ocean. Instead, all you can hear is the jeers of the crowd-

Sunset: "Screw Me", huh?

Shining: You know that I meant literally…-for the first time ever, Shining Armor looks legitimately content in Sunset's presence-

Sunset: Hmm. Yeah, I did…-step 1 of the screwing commences, as Sunset and Shining's lips collide-

*Now trending on Twitter: Rarity, Sunset Shimmer, #CraterChickChampionship*

Whooves: I think I may be sick….

Overdrive: Wow.

-Sunset and Shining draw out the crowd, as they lose themselves in the other's mouth-

Whooves: This is absolutely DISGUSTING! Sunset Shimmer was able to brainwash Shining Armor! SHINING ARMOR! This is the man that lost his BEST FRIEND, his BROTHER! And it was because SHE BRAINWASHED FLASH! Now she's leaving Flash for Shining Armor?! WHAT! THE HELL?!

-Shining sets Sunset down, even though she is sucking at his neck. Shining grabs the title out of the referee's hands, and moves behind Sunset-

-Sunset puts her arms into the air, and closes her eyes with a huge grin, as she is once again able to feel the Crater Chick championship around her waist, as Shining Armor fastens it around-

Whooves: And the ONLY REASON Sunset still has that championship is BECAUSE of Shining Armor! Why would he give in?! HE'S GOT A GIRLFRIEND IN THE HOSPITAL THAT NEEDS HIM! WHAT ABOUT THAT, SHINING ARMOR?! DID YOU FORGET ABOUT THAT, YOU WANKER?!

-Sunset turns around to meet Shining, and runs both of her hands through his long hair. She then gives a swift lick up his lips, as Shining grabs her ass-

Whooves: Truly pathetic...TRULY. PATHETIC! What has happened here tonight! Sunset Shimmer RETAINS her title, and we've all lost our hope in humanity! LOOK AT THEM!

Overdrive: -with a voice crack- Yeah….

-Sunset and Overdrive begin another round of heavy makeout, which climaxes with Sunset biting Shining's lip. She stretched it at least 5 inches out until blood is drawn, which Sunset has no problem with, as she latches her lips around the open wound. Shining's eyes rolls into the back of his head as Sunset sucks on his cut-

-Dr. Whooves has nothing else to say, as he is currently taking the Ahuizotl approach to commentary. Fluttershy continues to cry as Rarity is still knocked out on the mat. The final image we see is Sunset placing her boot on Rarity's chest, as Shining Armor grinds his erection against her inner thigh-

Dr. Whooves: ...-clearly not in the mood for this shit- Next match is certain to be a heated one, Commander Hurricane challenges Daring Do for the International Championship.

Overdrive: It'll be a good match.

Dr. Whooves: Bloody hell! Do you have any emotion?!

Overdrive: Yeah, I have a lot.

Dr. Whooves: Ughhhhhh..

*Some Gatorade Commercial starring Lightning Dust*

*Out of time, so say good-bye*

-The crowd boos as Squire begins the intro-

Squire: Yes, yes, please engage in your traditional booing, we do not even care.

Crowd: Shut up Squire! *Clap Clap Clap* Shut up Squire! *Clap Clap Clap*

Squire: Ahem….Make way for the illustrious Commander Hurricane, soon to be the new International Champion and future ruler of Sublime.

Overdrive: Wow. Commander Hurricane looks beautiful.

Dr. Whooves: If you say so mate.

*Never Back Down*

-The crowd cheers as Daring Do throws her hat to the audience and runs to the ring-

Overdrive: Daring looks beautiful.

Dr. Whooves: I have to agree this time.

Match 6: International Championship, Commander Hurricane vs. Daring Do

*7 minutes later*

-Daring Do goes for a Daring Dive, but Commander Hurricane raises her knees, causing Daring to roll over in pain, Hurricane capitalizes and makes a pin-

*1...2…-*Kick-out*

Overdrive: This match is intense.

Dr. Whooves: Intense? Daring Do was this close to losing her title, show some enthusiasm!

Overdrive: I am.

-Commander Hurricane picks Daring Do up and hits a Legion, trying for another pin-

*1….2…-*Kick-out*

Dr. Whooves: Daring Do is showing some amazing grit so far.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Commander Hurricane goes to stomp on Daring, but Daring rolls out of the way and gets to her feet, Hurricane tries for an irish whip but Daring counters and sends Hurricane flying out of the ring instead, on the way down Hurricane's right leg impacts against the steel steps-

Overdrive: Wow.

: That looks bloody painful, this match could be going downhill for Commander Hurricane.

*10 minutes later*

-While Daring Do is down on the mat Commander Hurricane takes out the ref, slips out of the ring, and grabs her steel helmet. As she re-enters the ring a figure in full-armor, including a face covering helmet, crawls out from underneath the ring and enters from the other side, she ambushes Commander Hurricane and starts hitting her repeatedly, she then gives Hurricane a hard bash with her own helmet before sneaking away as the ref and Daring Do regain their senses-

Dr. Whooves: Who the bloody hell was that?!

Overdrive: I do not know.

Dr. Whooves: Whoever it was, they've given Daring Do a perfect opening.

-Daring Do looks confused for a moment before taking advantage and climbing the turnbuckle-

*Daring Dive!*

*1….2…..3!*

-Loud cheers-

Baritone: And here is your winner, and still the International Champion, Daring Do!

Dr. Whooves: Daring retains, with some help of a mysterious stranger.

Overdrive: Yeah.

Dr. Whooves: I'm sure we'll be seeing this stranger again some time, but for now iit's time for our second interbrand match. Fleur De Lis vs. Applejack!

Overdrive: Wow.

-Dr. Whooves slams his head into the commentary table-

Overdrive: What?

*EGO's theme plays*

Baritone: The following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Canterlot, weighing in at 125 pounds, representing EGO, Fleur De Lis!

Overdrive: Wow. Fleur looks beautiful.

Dr. Whooves: Indeed she does.

-Fleur walks down the ramp, seducing the audience with her mere presence-

*Country music plays*

Baritone: And her opponent, accompanied to the ring by Granny Smith and representing the Apple Dynasty,from Loneyville, weighing in at 137 pounds, Applejack!

Overdrive: Wow. Applejack looks beautiful.

Dr. Whooves: Is there anyone you think doesn't look beautiful?!

Overdrive: Twist does not look beautiful.

Dr. Whooves: At Least there's some hope for you…

Match 7: Fleur De Lis vs. Applejack/w Granny Smith

*11 minutes later*

-Applejack goes for a clothesline but Fleur De Lis ducks it and hits a Lis De Resistance, Granny Smith looks on worriedly as Fleur De Lis smirks-

Fleur De Lis: Sorry grandma, looks like your whole family are failures.

*Now trending on Twitter: Turf's Assailant, #BattleoftheCentury, Daring Do*

-Fleur De Lis makes a pin-

*1...2…-Kick-out!-

Overdrive: Wow. So close.

Dr. Whooves: If Fleur hadn't wasted precious seconds taunting Granny Smith this match might of been over right there.

-Fleur De Lis picks Applejack up, looking for another finisher, but Applejack counters it and hits a Southern Hospitality-

*1..2..3!*

Baritone: And here's your winner, Applejack! -Crowd cheers-

-Applejack helps Granny Smith into the ring and drags Fleur De Lis to her feet, holding her still as Granny Smith hits her with a hard smack across the face, making the crowd goes wild-

Overdrive: Wow.

Dr. Whooves: The Apple family has gotten their revenge on Fleur De Lis, I imagine there's going to be a cider celebration backstage tonight.

Overdrive: That sounds fun.

Dr. Whooves: I'm probably going to need some of that cider after a whole night of being on commentary with you…

*Merchandise*

Whooves: And Sublime pulls off a couple of great matches here at Retribution! 2 in a row for the superior brand!

Overdrive: Wow.

Whooves: Your excitement is really rubbing off on me, so I apologize...anyway, it's time for the women of Monday Night Lunacy to strut their stuff once again; more specifically, Diamond Tiara and Berry Punch. At the last EWF pay per view, Berry Punch was not able to make it to the Chick Combo championship match due to her substance abuse. She, of course, felt dreadful about the whole thing, and, like all bullies, The Mean Girls decided to torment her when she was down., including smashing a beer bottle in the back of her head, which wound up costing Berry Punch and Scootaloo the titles. Finally, tonight, Berry Punch gets her greatest opportunity to redeem herself. It's about more than just that, however…

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: General Manager Luna tweeted out moments ago that if Berry Punch defeats Diamond Tiara here tonight, she and Scootaloo will be given one FINAL opportunity at the Chick Combo championships, tomorrow night on Lunacy. As per usual, Luna is going to stack the deck against them, as Diamond Tiara will be added to the affair, making it a 2 on 3 handicap match.

Overdrive: Better than nothing.

Whooves: I suppose you're right. For once. This is Berry Punch's final chance. Can she overthrow the devious diva? We are about to find out….

*Don't hate me cuz I'm beautiful...don't hate me cuz I speak true…* -BOOZOOKA JOE'S BUBBLEGUM! The official gum of World War II veterans!-

Madden: The following contest...is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first, accompanied to the ring, by the CHICK COMBO..TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! Turf, and Silver Spoon...from LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 117 POOOUNDS….DIAAAMOND...TIIIIARA!

-Diamond Tiara walks to the ring, her besties flanking her side. Turf is still showing signs of the prior attack, as her eyepatch still adorns her face. She is also wearing her "HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT" T-shirt, which is now being sold on -

Overdrive: Wow. The Mean Girls look beautiful.

Whooves: Well, they certainly take pride in their appearance. Which is one of the reasons that they terrorize Scoots and Berry Punch. Their hair is kind of...nappy, in their opinion, and they don't think that they take good care of their bodies, one with Scootaloo always performing high flying maneuvers, and Berry well, drinking herself into a state of unconsciousness.

Overdrive: Wow.

Whooves: I'll give you one thing, you are a great listener.

Overdrive: Cool.

Whooves: I'm actually starting to get used to this. It beats dealing with Discord's wacky shenanigans on a weekly business.

-The Mean Girls enter the ring, Turf sending the "LOSER" sign out to the audience-

-The Shattering of glass resonates throughout the arena, followed by a sexy guitar riff. The fans also think this riff is sexy, and they fap/cheer over it-

Madden: Aaaand HER OPPONENT! Accompanied to the ring, by SCOOTALOO! From LONEYVILLE! Weighin in at 125 POOOUNDS….BERRRRYYYYY...PUNCCCHHH!

-Berry powerwalks to the ring, her head bobbing back in forth as she moves. As she steps through the middle rope, she is ambushed by Diamond, who kicks her in the gut, causing her to fall into the ring. She then begins putting the boots to her abdomen, as Turf and Silver mock Berry in the background, cuffing their hands and pretending to pour liquor into their mouths-

Whooves: This is completely unfair! Once again, a superstar from Lunacy displays that they have no respect for the guidelines of professional wrestling!

Overdrive: Wow.

-Scootaloo jumps onto the apron, causing Diamond to back away from Berry. Scootaloo springboards off the ropes, causing Diamond to duck. However, Scootaloo is still able to hit both Silver and Turf with a front dropkick. That's one boot for each of their faces-

Whooves: Excellent! -the crowd cheers as Turf and Silver Spoon roll out of the ring in pain- THAT is why the young lady puts her body on the line! Because it WORKS!

Diamond: -the bell rings as she turns to Scootaloo- You're not supposed to be flying, you DODO! Why are you even out here ANYWAY?! I'm going to beat that alcoholic airhead, and you two will NEVER get another shot at OUR TITLES! EVER!

Match 8: Berry Punch w/ Scootaloo vs Diamond Tiara w/ Turf and Silver Spoon

-Scootaloo points behind Diamond-

Diamond: WHAT?! -Diamond turns around, and certainly doesn't like the view. It is Berry Punch's two middle fingers placed in front of her eyes, one finger for each. Diamond's jaw drops and she doesn't have time to react as Berry kicks her in the gut, as she had earlier, and nails her with "The Bar Tab"! The crowd is in a frenzy-

Whooves: What? Did her daddy buy her a defective brain?! You've gotta pay attention, girly!

*1….2….3!* -the bell rings, and along with the second round of glass shattering, Berry Punch allows Diamond's limp leg to fall to the mat-

Madden: Here is YOUR WINNERRR...BEEERRRYYY..PUNCH!

Whooves: Not paid by the hour! Berry Punch just beat Diamond Tiara in NINE...SECONDS.

Overdrive: Wow.

-Berry Punch stands in the middle of the ring, allowing the referee to raise her hand. She puts her middle fingers up in the air as he does this, and then walks over and climbs the top turnbuckle. Scootaloo stands on the middle rope next to her, and the victorious duo overlook Turf and Silver Spoon, who are coming to on the outside. They each flip them the bird, as Turf scowls, and Silver Spoon frowns-

Whooves: A tough night for The Mean Girls, but they should've been more prepared…Diamond Tiara basically threw her teammates into the crossfire, and then didn't even keep her eyes on her opponent! She is 18, and fairly new to wrestling, like many others in this company, but that's something you learn on DAY ONE.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Scootaloo and Berry stand in the middle of the ring, and hold each other's arms in the air. Scootaloo can't help but have a grin from ear-to-ear plastered on her face, while Berry has a unperturbed smirk-

Whooves: Nevertheless, good for you, girls! After weeks and weeks of being tortured by Diamond Tiara and company, Scootaloo and Berry Punch have exacted some revenge! Now they have a tag team title shot, where they could render The Mean Girls totally objectified! We shall see if they can make the most of their LAST CHANCE..tomorrow night on Lunacy.

-Turf and Silver Spoon pull Diamond Tiara out of the ring by her feet, as Berry and Scootaloo continue to celebrate-

Dr. Whooves: It's time for tonight's second tag team match, the Spa Twins are taking another chance at getting ahold of Beauty Shot's Sublime tag team titles.

Overdrive: Yeah.

Dr. Whooves: BLOODY HELL MAKE IT STOP.

Overdrive: Make what stop?

buries his head into the table and makes unintelligible noises-

*Redacted Theme*

Baritone: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Sublime Tag Team Championship! Introducing the challengers, weighing at a combined weight of 258 pounds, from Loneyville, the Spa Twins; Aloe and Lotus Blossom!

Overdrive: Wow, Aloe and Lotus look beautiful.

-Dr. Whooves says nothing and just slightly nods his head-

*Redacted Theme, crowd boos*

Baritone: And their opponents, from Canterlot, at a combined weight of 282 pounds, they are the Sublime Tag Team Champions, the team of Pretty Vision and Photo Finish, Beauty Shot!

Overdrive: Wow, Pretty Vision and Photo Finish look beautiful.

Dr. Whooves:...

Overdrive: , are you ok?

Dr. Whooves:...

Overdrive: That must be a no.

Match 9: Sublime Tag Team Championship,The Spa Twins vs. Beauty Shot

*16 minutes later*

-The Spa Twins hit a Full Treatment on Pretty Vision, Aloe Irish Whips Pretty Vision into the opposite turnbuckle where Photo Finish tags herself in, however Pretty Vision seems oblivious to this and gets in the way-

Photo Finish: Get out of ze way you idiot! You are going to cost us another match!

*Now trending on Twitter: Berry Punch, 9 Seconds, #WhoovesMeltdown*

-Aloe shoves Pretty Vision over the ropes and out of the ring and then hits *Redacted* on Photo Finish, dragging her away from the ropes and making a pin-

*1….2….3!*

-Crowd Cheers-

Baritone: Here are your winners, and the new Sublime Tag Team Champions, the Spa Twins, Aloe and Lotus Blossom!

Dr. Whooves: Aloe and Lotus have amended the wrong deal they were given at Proving Grounds, and claimed the titles they were cheated out of.

Overdrive: Yeah.

Dr. Whooves: Damn me. Why did I speak again?

-The Spa Twins celebrate as they leave the ring-

Photo Finish: BLUNDERING FOOL! Again, you costed us the match! I, Photo Finish, have had just about enough of your failures!

Pretty Vision: But, you were the one wh-

Photo Finish: Now you try to blame I, Photo Finish, for your failures? Unbelievable!

Pretty Vision: I-

Photo Finish: No more excuses! We will win back those titles next month, and any more failure on your part will have serious consequences!

-Beauty Shot exits the ring-

Dr. Whooves: Up next is a match I've been waiting for, Octavia and Vinyl Scratch will be battling it out in the first ever EWF Extreme Rules match! It's going to be such a bloody grudge match.

Overdrive: Wow.

Dr. Whooves: I don't even know what to say anymore.

*Dubstep music fills the arena as the crowd goes wild*

Baritone: The following is an Extreme Rules match, there will be no count-outs and no disqualifications, the first to score a pinfall or submission will be the winner. Now introducing first, from Loneyville, weighing 122 pounds and standing five foot, eight inches tall, Vinyl Scratch!

Overdrive: Wow, Vinyl looks beautiful.

Dr. Whooves: If only your commentary was equally so.

Overdrive: That was mean.

Dr. Whooves:...

*Classic music, crowd boos*

Baritone: Introducing her opponent, from Canterlot,representing Canterlot Class, weighing 135 pounds, and standing five foot, nine inches tall, Octavia!

Overdrive: Wow, Octavia looks beautiful.

Dr. Whooves: EVERYONE IS BEAUTIFUL. There, now you don't have to say it anymore.

Overdrive: No.

Dr. Whooves: Yes.

Overdrive: No.

Dr. Whooves: YES.

Overdrive: No.

Dr. Whooves: GAAAAAAHHH!

Match 10: Extreme Rules, Vinyl Scratch vs. Octavia

*6 minutes later*

-Octavia goes for a Sonnet, but Vinyl Scratch counters and hits Cross-Fade, following up with a pin-

*1...2.-Kick-out!-*

-Vinyl slips out of the ring and pulls a Kendo stick from under the ring-

Dr. Whooves: Vinyl's going to need more than that to beat Octavia, but it looks like she has something more in mind.

-Vinyl re-enters the ring as Octavia gets to her feet, before Octavia can react Vinyl hits her over the head with the Kendo Stick-

Overdrive: .

Dr. Whooves: Nope, I won't get mad. I've determined that you're doing such bland commentary just to make me angry, and it won't work anymore.

Overdrive: What do you mean?

Dr. Whooves: Nope, not working.

Overdrive: Bu-

Dr. Whooves: Bloody nope.

*7 minutes later*

-Octavia and Vinyl Scratch are fighting outside the ring, Octavia Irish Whips Vinyl into the commentary table and starts to slam her head against it repeatedly-

Dr. Whooves: Both these former best friends are showing just no mercy to each other tonight.

-Octavia Irish Whips Vinyl over the barricade and into the balcony covered opening between the crowd stands,the area is littered with tables,fire extinguishers, and speaker systems-

Dr. Whooves: Spilling outside the ring now.

-Octavia climbs over the barricade, she picks up Vinyl Scratch and slams her into the speakers-

Octavia: Since you love giant speakers so much, I think you should get better acquainted with them!

-Octavia starts slamming Vinyl's head against the speaker-

Overdrive: Wow. Octavia is violent.

Dr. Whooves: Indeed she is, Vinyl will get a concussion at this rate!

-Vinyl breaks the attack by elbowing Octavia in the gut, she then grabs Octavia and shoves her into the speakers instead-

Dr. Whooves: Vinyl might be turning the tables.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Vinyl picks up a fire extinguisher and bashes Octavia in the head as she gets up-

Dr. Whooves: There might not be much left of these two when they get done with each other.

*8 minutes later*

-Vinyl and Octavia are trading punches in the center of the ring when Vinyl hits another Cross-Fade, she then drags Octavia out of the ring and tears down the announce table, placing Octavia on top of it-

Dr. Whooves: This is going to end badly for someone.

Overdrive: True.

-Vinyl Scratch sets up a ladder next to the table-

Dr. Whooves: Good lord, as if this set-up wasn't dangerous enough!

-Vinyl Scratch does a Bass Drop from atop the ladder and puts Octavia through the announce table-

Dr. Whooves: OH MY GOD! Such devastation! Both women were taken down from that.

Overdrive: Wow.

Dr. Whooves: Wow is right!

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Both women are motionless for a few moments, but soon Vinyl regains her senses and rolls Octavia back into the ring, she re-enters and makes a pin-

*1...2...3!*

-Crowd goes wild-

Baritone: Here is your winner, Vinyl Scratch!

Dr. Whooves: Vinyl Scratch has finally achieved some measure of payback against Octavia, after weeks of being on the defensive.

Overdrive: Vinyl looks happy.

Dr. Whooves: I couldn't tell.

*Vinyl Scratch celebrates in the ring as a quick merchandising plug plays*

Dr. Whooves: Up next we have another title on the line, Thunderlane will defend his World Brawler's title against Blueblood. Both of his Canterlot Class compadres have been defeated thus far, Blueblood might be facing down a curse.

Overdrive: Yeah.

Dr. Whooves: Ignore him folks.

Overdrive: No.

*High class, fancy shmancy music plays*

Baritone: The following match is scheduled for one-fall, and it is for the World Brawler's Championship, introducing first, from Canterlot and representing Canterlot Class, weighing 195 pounds and standing six foot, four inches tall, Blueblood!

-Blueblood strolls down to the ring with a royal swag walk, ignoring the hate from the crowd-

Dr. Whooves: Blueblood has to be worn down from the constant assaults Underbaker has launched against Canterlot Class these past few weeks, I doubt his mind has been fully focused on defeating Thunderlane.

Overdrive: Underbaker makes cakes. Cakes are good.

Dr. Whooves: Uhhhhhhhhhhh….

*Redacted Theme*

Baritone: And introducing the opponent, from Loneyville, weighing 218 pounds and standing five foot, eleven inches tall, he is the World Brawler's Champion, Thunderlane!

*Mixed reaction*

Dr. Whooves: Thunderlane has been somewhat inactive on Sublime since Proving Grounds, this could prove to work for or against the champion. One one hand he's fresh and un-fatigued, but on the other hand he's had no practice.

Overdrive: I agree.

Match 11: World Brawler's Championship, Blueblood vs. Thunderlane

*13 minutes later*

*Now trending on Twitter: #TheEndofAnEra, Spa Twins, World Brawlers Championship*

-Thunderlane goes for Thunderstruck, but Blueblood ducks it and takes out Thunderlane with a Viscount, following up with a pin-

*1...2..-Kick-out!-

-Blueblood takes out the ref and exits the ring to grab his scepter-

Dr. Whooves: Oh no, we've seen many lose a match to that scepter of Blueblood's.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Thunderlane gets to his feet as Blueblood re-enters the ring, Blueblood goes to hit Thunderlane with it but Thunderlane ducks the shot and grabs the scepter, he knees Blueblood in the gut to loosen his grip and takes the scepter before swinging it hard at Blueblood-

Dr. Whooves: Amazing! Thunderlane just took out Blueblood with his own scepter! Talk about poetic justice.

Overdrive: Wow.

-Thunderlane wakes the ref and makes the pin-

*1...2...3!*

Baritone: And here is your winner, and still World Brawler's champion, Thunderlane!

Dr. Whooves: Looks like Thunderlane finally found his courage and obtained a clean victory.

Overdrive: Yeah.

*Insert plug about t-shirts you aren't going to buy here*

Whooves: 3 more stellar performances from the superstars of Sublime, and we are back on the Lunacy side of things. Tonight, we've heard from Bill Nyeker, and Damien Sandow, the two men who are challenging for the Carnage Championship tonight. Well, before that match starts, let's hear from the champion….

-Rumble is sitting in the same chair that Nyeker and Sandow had previously set in, except he has a velvet pillow to save his posterior from their uggo germs. He has his legs crossed, and is taking a multitude of selfies-

Rumble: …..-SELFIE SELFIE SELFIE-

*3 minutes later….*

Rumble: -SELFIE SELFIE SELFIE SELFIE. Rumble looks at the camera- ...Ew. Don't you know it's rude to stare? -he puts a loose strand of hair behind his head, and continues taking selfies-

Whooves: Well, uh….alright. Lovely comments from the Carnage Champion…

Overdrive: Yeah.

*A lone school bell buzzes through the arena, as the fans begin to boo. "CLASS...IS IN SESSION!"*

Whooves: And I guess the match is starting now…

Madden: The following TRIPLE THREAT contest, is scheduled for ONE FALL, and...is for the EWF...CAAARNAGEEEE...CHAMPIONSHIP! The challenger….FIRST! From CANTERLOT! Weighing in at 224 POOOUNDS...BIIIILLLL...NYEKEERRRRR!

-Nyeker walks down to the ring, ruler tucked in under his armpit, and a bowl of red angry face stickers in the other. He walks over to a child in the audience, and mashes the sticker onto his forehead-

Nyeker: Hands OFF the barricade, young man! Nothing is sacred anymore!

-The little boy responds by sticking his tongue out at the glorified teacher, to which Nyeker gasps, and then scowls. He walks to the steel steps, never taking his eyes off of the child-

Whooves: Bill Nyeker has been un-relentless in his pursuit to "educate" the fans of Lunacy. They are having none of it, though, and I can't blame them. Most of them are already OUT of school...why should they have to hear this?

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: Tonight, though, is not about who is going to be Hall Monitor next. It's not about what's for Lunch, it's about the Carnage championship! No amount of lecturing is going to help Bill Nyeker attain it, either. For once, he has to WRESTLE to get it!

*HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH!* -Cheers to you, Napu! You're cured of Ebola! But now you have AIDS...sorry-

Madden: Aaaand HIS OPPONENT! FIRST! From Palo Alto, CALIFORNIA! Weighing in at 247 POOOOUNDS! He is, the Intellectual Savior of DEM ASSES! DAMIIIEENNN...SANDOOOWW!

Overdrive: Wow. Damien Sandow's women look beautiful.

Whooves: A new pair every week, I've heard. I'm not sure if these women are quote on quote "golddiggers", but if Sandow wins the championship, he shouldn't be surprised if an influx of beautiful women saunter his way.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Sandow does his usual entrance, as Nyeker yells at Whooves at the table-

Whooves: Yes, yes, I remember The Alamo...get back in the ring... -Nyeker turns around in a huff, and re-enters the ring- I shouldn't even have to, though...I'm not even from this bloody country…

Overdrive: Wow.

*Rumble's sassy entrance theme rings throughout the arena, followed by many cheers, but he's a heel, so boos are guaranteed*

Madden: Aaaand THEIR OPPONENT! From LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 192 POOOUNDS! He is, the CARNAAAGGEE...CHAMPIIION! RrrrrrrrrrrrrrUMBLLLLLEEE!

Whooves: You know what's odd about this matchup? For once, the champion is sort of the odd man out...Nyeker and Sandow have been in each other's faces for WEEKS, and all of a sudden, here's Rumble. He's been sure to remind his opponents that he is the focal point of this contest. The two rivals had better worry about HIM, just as much as they fuss over each other.

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: Notice, though. No Bulk Biceps. No Flitter. And No Cloudchaser. Rumble has said before that he wants to prove himself as more than just a pretty face. I suppose he thinks that with them at ringside, with the possibility of them interfering, would tarnish his goal.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Rumble takes his selfies on the apron, and then lies on the top turnbuckle to take some more. Nyeker looks highly impatient, as Sandow gets a rub-down from his valets. Rumble hands the ref his championship, and the ref holds it high into the air, proceeding to show it to Nyeker, Sandow, and Rumble, and then to the fans in attendance-

-The ref then hands the title to the timekeeper, and rings the bell-

Match 12: Carnage Championship: Rumble vs Damien Sandow vs Bill Nyeker

-Nyeker grabs his bowl of stickers, and places one on the foreheads of his opponent. Sandow is not amused, while Rumble is absolutely livid-

Rumble: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! IT'S GOING TO TAKE LIKE 6 SECONDS TO PEEL THIS OFF MY FACE! -the crowd laughs, and begins an "ELMER'S GLUE" chant-

Whooves: -snickers- ….Eh God….

-Rumble begins swiping at his face, as Sandow pulls out a straw, crumbles up the sticker, and shoots it right into Nyeker's face. The crowd cheers at the antics, as Nyeker is blinded by the sticker, which has been lodged in his left eye socket-

-Rumble recovers from the glue issue, and rushes over to hit the blinded Nyeker with a Standing shiranui, which causes the crowd to clap. Sandow shows the downed Nyeker out of the ring with his boots, and then meets in the middle of the ring with Rumble-

Whooves: Nyeker is out of the equation for the time being. It looks like Rumble and Sandow are going to go at it!

Overdrive: Yeah.

Crowd: LET'S GO SANDOW! -while the other half of the crowd chants- RUM-BLE'S GOR-GEOUS! LET'S GO SANDOW! RUM-BLE'S GOR-GEOUS!

-Sandow looks out at the crowd, and then performs a Cartwheel, causing many a golf clap. Rumble shakes his head, and then goes up to the top rope. He does a backflip off of it, and tucks and rolls backwards after the completion, ending his show-offery with a standing backflip for good measure. He gets in Sandow's face, throwing his arms out to the sand-

-Sandow claps with a "Not Bad" face, as does the fans. The difference is that Sandow punches Rumble in the chin, sending him ass-first to the mat, and then goes on the offense-

*15 minutes later…*

-Rumble goes for his "Beauty Mark" spinning heel kick, but much like on Lunacy, Sandow catches him. Instead of planting him with a neckbreaker, however, Sandow launches Rumble into Nyeker. Rumble can't really see where he is going, as he is facing the mat in the air, but he latches his legs onto Nyeker's neck, and DRIVES his head down into the mat-

Whooves: Good Rose, what a move by Rumble! Unintentional teamwork takes Bill Nyeker out again!

*Now trending on Twitter: Rumble, Damien Sandow, Elmer's Glue*

Crowd: THAT WAS AWE-SOME! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* THAT WAS AWE-SOME! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* THAT WAS AWE-SOME! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

*6 minutes later…*

-Nyeker has just hit Sandow with one of his signature moves, the "Gone Fission" Fisherman suplex. He now looks to hit his finisher, the "Freudian Slip." Before he can hit it, however, Sandow's girl get on the apron, distracting him-

Whooves: And here comes the...the ladies, trying to save Sandow's title aspirations!

Nyeker: Get off this apron, you HARLOTS! I'd have you enrolled in a Catholic school, but you'd use the dress-code to violate the young men who attend! Evolution sure was not too kind to y-

-Nyeker is cut off, as the girls begin to make out in an act of desperation. Nyeker's jaw drops, as the men in the audience whoop and whistle-

Overdrive: WOW.

Whooves: Y-yeah.

-Sandow rolls up Nyeker off of the UBER distraction, looking to gain the championship-

*1….2…-Rumble comes out of NOWHERE, hitting "The Beauty Mark" on Sandow mid-pin!-

Whooves: Oh wow! Rumble saves his championship!

-Sandow falls off of Nyeker, who then gets tossed out of the ring by Rumble. Rumble then presses his body down onto Sandow, hooking his leg-

*1…...2…...3!* -The bell rings, as Rumble leans off of Sandow a bit, one hand in the air, and the other holding the back of his head-

Whooves: Rumble pulls it out! He's still got the title!

Madden: Here is YOUR WINNER! Aaaand STILL! The Carnage CHAMPIIOONN...RrrrrrrUMMBBLLLEEEEEE!

-Rumble's hand is raised in the air, along with the title. Rumble quickly swipes his hand away from the referee in order to grab his phone, and begin taking victory selfies-

Whooves: Damien Sandow's distraction looked like it was going to work! There was nothing wrong with execution. The only problem was that Rumble wasn't going to let his title slip away like that! You would expect interference like that out of Flitter and Cloudchaser, but they were NOT at ringside, and because of that, it was a CLEAN win for Rumble, as he retains his championship!

Overdrive: Cool.

Whooves: I think Rumble proved something to a lot of people to night, including me. He may have WON the title underhandedly, but he made up for that with an impressive win in this triple threat match tonight! You can't take that away from him!

-Rumble kisses his championship like he's known it all of his life, taking selfies with his other hand. He puts his sweaty hair back into it's once gorgeous position. He walks backwards up the ramp, not ceasing the taking of selfies-

Dr. Whooves: We have a big match up next, one that could decide the future of Sublime. Four superstars will fight to decide who will gain the right to fight the World Fighter's Champion at the next Pay-Per-View.

Overdrive: Sounds exciting.

*Redacted Theme*

Baritone: The following match is a Fatal-Four-Way, and will determine the number one contender for the World Fighter's Championship! Introducing first, from Manhattan, standing five foot, five inches tall, and weighing 138 pounds, Babs Seed!

Overdrive: Wow, Babs Seed looks beautiful.

Dr. Whooves: You truly are an open-minded man.

*Country music plays*

Baritone: And introducing next, representing the Apple Dynasty, from Loneyville, standing five foot, seven inches tall, and weighing 138 pounds, Apple Bloom!

Overdrive: Wow, Apple Bloom looks beautiful.

Dr. Whooves: Overdrive, you are an idol for feminism, believing that every woman is beautiful.

Overdrive: Except Twist.

Dr. Whooves: Ehhhh...yeaah…

*She felt the wind and longed to follow*

Baritone: Now approaching the ring, from Cloudsdale, weighing 159 pounds and standing six foot tall, Spitfire!

Overdrive: Wow,-

Dr. Whooves: *Mocking Overdrive's voice* Spitfire looks beautiful.

Overdrive: That was my line.

Dr. Whooves: Not anymore.

*You see me flying through the sky, I see you down below as I look on by*

Baritone: And introducing, from Cloudsdale, weighing 125 pounds and standing five-foot, six inches tall, Rainbow Dash!

-Dr. Whooves and Overdrive at the same time- Wow, Rainbow Dash looks beautiful.

Overdrive: Stop.

Dr. Whooves: Never.

Match 13: WF Championship Number One Contender's Fatal-Four-Way, Babs Seed vs. Apple Bloom vs. Spitfire vs. Rainbow Dash

*5 minutes later*

-Apple Bloom and Babs Seed are fighting outside the ring, while Rainbow Dash and Spitfire are alone on the inside-

Dr. Whooves: Apple Bloom and Babs Seed have been targeting each other from the get-go, it seems we have some remnant bad feelings between these two.

-Rainbow Dash hits a Rainbow Bash on Spitfire and climbs the turnbuckle, hitting a Sonic Raindrop directly after-

*1...2..-Kick-out!-*

Overdrive: Wow. This is exciting.

Dr. Whooves: *Disgruntled sound*

*7 minutes later*

-Apple Bloom hits a Late Bloomer on Babs Seed and goes for a pin, but it's quickly broken up by Spitfire-

-Spitfire picks Apple Bloom up and hits a Broken Formation on her, but before she can make a pin she gets hit by a dropkick from Rainbow Dash and rolls out of the ring-

-Rainbow Dash climbs the turnbuckle, and leaps to hit a Sonic Raindrop on Apple Bloom, but Babs Seed knocks her out of the air and goes for a pin-

*1...2…-Kick-out!*

Dr. Whooves: It's just turning into a total free-for-all in there!

Overdrive: Yeah.

*9 minutes later*

-Babs Seed throws Apple Bloom out of the ring, and goes to attack Rainbow Dash who is currently grounded, but gets kicked upside the head by her instead-

-Rainbow Dash climbs the turnbuckle, but before she can do anything Spitfire pulls her down and punches her repeatedly before throwing her down to the mat, she then climbs the turnbuckle herself and hits a Supermarine on Babs Seed-

*1...2..*-Kick-out!*

Dr. Whooves: So close, but nobody's giving in yet.

Overdrive: They are all talented.

*3 minutes later*

-Apple Bloom hits a Late Bloomer on Spitfire, but before she can go for a pin she's hit by a Rotten Core from Babs Seed, who is in turn hit by a Rainbow Bash from Rainbow Dash-

Crowd: This is awesome! *Clap Clap Clap* This is awesome! *Clap Clap Clap*

Dr. Whooves: We just saw a giant roulette of finishing and signature maneuvers, and it's Rainbow Dash who came out with the advantage!

Overdrive: It's almost chaotic.

-Rainbow Dash once again ascends the turnbuckle and hits a Sonic Raindrop on Babs Seed, following up with a pin-

*1...2...3!*

*Loud cheers from the crowd*

Baritone: And here is your winner, and the new number one contender for the World Fighter's Championship, Rainbow Dash!

Dr. Whooves: What a spectacular match we just witnessed, four of Sublime's most talented combatants fought hard inside this ring for the right to challenge the champion, and Rainbow Dash has come out victorious.

Overdrive: That was a good match.

Dr. Whooves: If you want to see more about the EWF's current championship rankings, download the EWF App on your smartphone for constant updates.

*MERCHANDISE, BUY BUY BUY, CAPITALISM YEAAAAAAH*

Dr. Whooves: It looks like it's finally time for Sublime's biggest match of the night, Trixie will defend her World Fighter's Championship in a triple threat match against the sadistic Colgate and energetic Pinkie Pie.

Overdrive: Sounds like it will be a good match.

*Do you believe in magic?*

Baritone: The following Triple Threat match is scheduled for one-fall, and it is for the World Fighter's Championship! Introducing first, from Loneyville, weighing 150 pounds and standing five foot, eight inches tall, Pinkie Pie!

-The crowd cheers and Pinkie Pie happily skips and bounces down to the ring-

*Dark music fills the arena, followed by a dentist's drill, which somehow isn't as loud as the crowd's booing*

Baritone: And approaching the ring, from Loneyville, weighing 141 pounds and standing six foot, two inches tall, Colgate!

Dr. Whooves: Colgate's certainly a frightening opponent, but she's got to be feeling the sting from the assault she suffered at the hands of Amira and Haakim on last Sublime.

Overdrive: Yeah.

*The crowd continues booing as Trixie's theme plays*

-Trixie emerges with her custom microphone in hand-

Trixie: Yes, express your burning jealousy and envy for your glorious and un-stoppable World Fighter's Champion, from the great city of Canterlot, weighing an amazing 140 pounds, and standing at a presidential five foot, eleven inches tall, the GREAT and POWERRRRRFUL TRRRRIIIIIIXIE!

Crowd: NO-BODY CARES! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* NO-BODY CARES! *CLAP CLAP CLAP* NO-BODY CARES! *CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Dr. Whooves: Looks like Daring Do's antics are catching on.

Overdrive: She's a good trend-setter.

Match 14: World Fighter's Championship, Triple Threat, Pinkie Pie vs. Colgate vs. Trixie

*12 minutes later*

*Now trending on Twitter: #NobodyCares, #EWFSoldOut, Rainbow Dash*

-Pinkie Pie is knocked down outside the ring when Colgate hits a State of Decay on Trixie, she follows it up by locking in the root canal-

Dr. Whooves: Oh God, that move is as horrifying is at is downright painful, Trixie better find a way out of this.

-Trixie spends an entire minute resisting the Root Canal before she manages to power out after hitting Colgate with several hard elbows to the stomach, she then hits Spellbound on her and gets in position for the Ursa Lock, but Pinkie Pie slips back into the ring and hits Pinkie Sense on her-

*1...2..-Kick-out!-

Dr. Whooves: Trixie's winning streak was THAT close to being broken.

Overdrive: So intense.

*11 minutes later*

-Pinkie Pie and Trixie are fighting outside the ring when Pinkie Irish Whips Trixie into the steel steps-

Dr. Whooves: Ouch, Trixie hit those stairs with a nasty sounding crash.

Overdrive: Wow.

-Colgate grabs Pinkie Pie from behind and drags over to the turnbuckle, and begins to slam her face against it repeatedly,she then rolls her into the ring and enters for a pin, but Pinkie gets the jump on her with a Pinkie Sense-

*1...2..-Kick-out!-

Dr. Whooves: That's the second time this match that Pinkie was just an inch away from winning the championship, but she's just not there yet.

*10 minutes later*

-Colgate has Pinkie in the center of the ring and puts her in the Root Canal-

Overdrive: That is a good move.

Dr. Whooves: It's a deadly move, and Colgate has it locked in, this could spell the end for Pinkie Pie.

-After about forty seconds of this Pinkie seems ready to tap, but before she does Trixie slips into the ring and hits Colgate hard upside the head before tossing her out of the ring, Trixie then puts the weakened Pinkie Pie inside the Ursa Lock-

Dr. Whooves: Pinkie's already weakened from the Root Canal, there's no way she'll be able to survive the Ursa Lock!

-After about ten seconds Pinkie Pie taps out-

*Crowd boos*

Trixie: And here is your winner, and still the all-powerful World Fighter's Champion, the UNBELIEVABLE and UNBEATABLE, TRIIIIIIXIE!

Dr. Whooves: That was an incredible match, Colgate and Pinkie Pie tried their hardest, but Trixie's winning streak remains untainted, and her title reign continues.

Overdrive: Yeah.

*Hype for next month's EWF pay per view, Anal Assemblage*

Whooves: Ladies and gentlemen...as Overdrive would say…

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: No, the other one!

Overdrive: Oh. Wow.

Whooves: Yes, that! WOW, has this been a TERRIFIC show thus far…

Overdrive: Yeah.

Whooves: And there's the other one! We've made it to that fateful time, however...the main event, of Retribution. The most anticipated rematch thus far in the Equestrian Wrestling Federation...Twilight Sparkle. Lightning Dust. To say this is a grudge match, would be an absolute understatement. Lightning Dust has been hell-bent on gaining her title back since she lost it last month at Proving Grounds, in a match tainted by controversy...take a look.

*A video package plays, relaying to us the events that caused this match to unfold. Just replay them in your head or something, jeez.*

Whooves: And now...it all comes down to this. With Luna and Swirlanaitis lurking around, you just KNOW that trouble has to be afoot for Lightning Dust's title aspirations. Whether Twilight wants it or not, she is apparently Lunacy management's poster child. I can only hope..no, I PRAY that this match has a clear-cut winner. No shenanigans. Let's put it all on the line. Who wants it more? Who's desire is stronger? Who's got what it takes, to represent Monday Night Lunacy..as its champion? We are about to find out. -Whooves and Overdrive situate themselves comfortably for this match-

*WELCOME TO THE DANGER ZONE!* -the crowd becomes unglued as the music of Lightning Dust enters their ears. She walks through the curtain with a serious expression. She looks at the fans, and then begins to walk to the ring. The commentators say nothing, in order to not ruin the atmosphere. The time for talk is truly over.-

*A hundred thousand stories...have filled my head…* -as usual, the amount of boos continues to decrease more and more, as Twilight Sparkle comes out, championship in tow. She slaps hands with a few of the children, and enters the ring as well. Both competitors stand in their opposite corners, though Lightning opts to squat instead-

-The bell rings, as Madden takes his place in the middle of the ring, separating both competitors-

Madden: The following contest...scheduled for ONE FALL...is..for the EQUESTRIAN WRESTLING FEDERATION...ETERNAL. WOMEN'S. WORRRLLDDD CHAMPIONSHIP! -the crowd cannot wait, as they continue to cheer- Introducing first...from LONEVYILLE! Weighing in at 123 POOUUNDS! She is, the ETERNAL. WOMEN'S. WOORRLDDD CHAMPIOOOON….TWILIIIIIIGGHTTT..SPAAARKLLLLLEEE!

-Twilight runs the ropes, and holds her championship in the air as she looks out at the fans behind Madden-. She then goes back to her corner-

Madden: And...the challenger….from CLOUDSDA-

Lightning Dust: They know where I'm from! They know how much I weigh! LET'S DO THIS! -the crowd cheers immensely, as Lightning looks ready to pounce as she has her arms on the top rope behind her, revving up. Twilight nods in agreement, and gives her title to the referee, who whispers something in Madden's ear, and quickly shows the title to the competitors, and then the fans-

Madden: I have just been informed...that this match, will be contested under NO..DISQUALIFICATIONS! -the crowd still cheers-

Whooves: What? No disqualifications? When was that added?

Overdrive: Dunno.

Whooves: Alright, I am REALLY worried now...something is going to happen…

Overdrive: Yeah.

Main Event: Eternal Women's Championship: Twilight Sparkle vs Lightning Dust

*15 minutes later*

Crowd: LIGHT-NING-DUST! LIGHT-NING-DUST! LIGHT-NING-DUST! LIGHT-NING-DUST!

-Twilight is lying outside on the floor after a springboard dropkick from Lightning Dust took her off the apron-

Whooves: Lightning Dust...feeding off the emotion of the crowd!

-Lightning bounces off the ropes, and launches herself out of the ring. Twilight, however, reverses her suicide dive attempt by catching her, to which the crowd "OOOHHs." Twilight turns herself around so that she is facing the announce table. She then plants Lightning with a Gourdbuster on the announce table! Lightning's midsection bounces off the very edge of the table, and she frontflips off of the table and onto the floor-

Whooves: What a counter by Twilight Sparkle! Lightning Dust may have cracked a few ribs!

Overdrive: Yeah.

*11 minutes later*

*Now trending on Twitter: EWF, Lightning Dust,

-Twilight throws Lightning out of the ring, and drops to a knee by the ring ropes next to the front ring post that is on the right side of the stage, trying to recover from the continuous onslaught of this match. Lightning begins to stir to her feet as Luna, Star Swirlinaitis, and Sunset Shimmer make their way down to ringside-

Whooves: Oh no...what are Luna and Swirlinaitis doing out here? And SUNSET SHIMMER? We've seen enough of her tonight!

-The three stand still right in front of Lightning Dust, who locks eyes with them as she is getting up. She begins to sprint at them, but she is taken to the floor by three women wearing black boots, black army pants, and black long-sleeve shirts with the sleeves pulled up to their forearms-

Whooves: Who-WHO THE HELL?! These three women just jumped over the barricade, and now they're beating the HELL OUT OF LIGHTNING DUST!

-Luna instructs Sunset Shimmer to do something, and she then waves her hand towards the barricade behind her, to which her gesture is soon responded by a small human being hopping over the barricade in sneakers, jeans, and a purple hoodie-

-Twilight comes to in the ring after resting, and sees the pickle Lightning is in. She tries to go help her, but her leg is pulled on by the small person in the hoodie. Twilight, agitated, pulls the person onto the apron. She then grabs his hoodie, and pulls it off, revealing…-

Twilight: SPIKE?!

Spike: -looking at Twilight with sorrowful eyes- I'm sorry, Twilight…

-Twilight doesn't even get a chance to ask what he means by that, before she is blasted in the back of the head with her championship by Sunset Shimmer. The crowd boos as Twilight falls to the mat, unconscious-

Whooves: THE HELL IS HAPPENING?!

Overdrive: DUNNO!

Whooves: THERE'S TOO MUCH STUFF TO FOLLOW!

Sunset: -patting Spike on the head, with a smirk- Good job, kiddo…

-Luna and Swirlinaitis continue to stand outside the ring with smirks as well, as the fans chant "FUCK YOU LUNA" repeatedly-

Whooves: Who-who...who are these-wait, wait! -as the biggest woman with stringy, moderate raspberry hair begins tearing apart the table, which includes CHUCKING the cover and monitors off- Th-that woman right there is...that's Rosely Reigns! Rosely Reigns from CCW!

-The other two women continue clubbing Lightning Dust while she is down. The woman with light grayish blonde hair finally begins to pick her up-

Whooves: And that woman picking up Lightning Dust is Diane Ditzbrose! And the woman with the light cyan hair helping her is Beth Drollins! All from CCW! -Drollins and Ditzbrose lead Lightning to the announce table, and begin to hoist Lightning in the air together as Reigns awaits to the side of the table. Reigns is given Lightning Dust, but Ditzbrose and Drollins continue to hold onto her as well- WHAT ARE THESE WOMEN DOING HERE?!

-The three CCW superstars drive Lightning Dust through the announce table with a TRIPLE-TEAM POWERBOMB, as the fans "OOOHH" at the bump. Ditzbrose pumps a fist out towards the ground in success, and grits her teeth at the camera. Reigns kicks a monitor into the ring skirt-

Whooves: WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE?!

-They all pick Lightning Dust up out of the rubble, and roll into the ring on her back. Sunset snaps over at Spike, who enters the ring, and in shades of Proving Grounds DRAG Twilight over to Lightning's unconscious body. Spike then drapes Twilight's arm over Lightning's prone frame, and exits the ring. The referee looks dumbfounded and distraught, but he must count the pinfall-

Whooves: NOT LIKE THIS! COME ON!

*1….2…..3* -the bell rings, and the crowd sends jeers upon everyone who was involved in the decision of that matchup-

Whooves: And Twilight Sparkle...retains the championship….-Drollins, Ditzbrose, and Reigns push the timekeeper out of their way, as they exit through the opening to the side of announce table, and disappear into the crowd. Twilight's theme song begins to play-

Madden: Here is your winner, and STILL, the Eternal Women's champion...Twilight Sparkle!

-Spike seems to have no regrets, as he takes the title from the referee, and lays it across Twilight's back-

Whooves: There-...there's no explanation...what I can tell you, ladies and gentlemen, is that these three women, dressed in black with security equipment on, they assaulted Lightning Dust, and put her through our announce table. And I could see them! They were right here in front of me, it was plain as day, that those three women are from our developmental system, Canterlot Championship Wrestling▬Diane Ditzbrose, Beth Drollins, and Rosely Reigns were out here for some reason, and I think we all know what that reason is: to make sure that Lightning Dust did NOT leave Retribution with the Eternal Women's championship! And it's SICKENING! If Luna has so much TRUST in Twilight Sparkle, why can't she TRUST her to win the match on her own?! Why does she need help?! WHY?!

Overdrive: Luna looks out for her superstars.

Whooves: Is that why she just threw Lightning Dust to those HOUNDS?! Is that why Lightning Dust couldn't get a fair match tonight?! How is that LOOKING OUT?!

Overdrive: Dunno.

Whooves: ...you're clueless. You're clueless, and you're drinking the Koolaid, and I am DISGUSTED by the events that have transpired tonight! Sunset Shimmer, Swirlinaitis, Luna, and SPIKE?! What is he gaining from this...this ALLIANCE?! And why have those three upstarts from CCW..sold out to the higher power?! It's their FIRST NIGHT in the company, and they're already some of the most hated people in it! I can't bel- -Whooves' voice is muted, and he can no longer speak. He lays his shoulders on the table, and encloses his hands around his mouth and nose-

-Outside the ring, Swirlinaitis puts his arm around Spike, and looks down at him with a cheesy smile. Spike looks up at him with a slight smile, and then raises his hand. In turn, Swirlinaitis raises Luna's hand, and Luna raises Sunset. We go off the air as a typhoon of hatred fills the arena, and as the camera zooms in on the Eternal Women's championship, still on Twilight's back-

-Darkness…..-

?: ...We're coming…

*DEH!*

Match Results:

EGO (Gustave Le Grand and Fancy Pants) defeated SLIME (Snips and Snails) and Couch-Mate (Davenport and Checkmate) by pinfall (13:26)
Maud Pie defeated Twist by pinfall (0:48)
Shining Armor defeated Flash Sentry by pinfall (14:14)
Sunset Shimmer defeated Rarity by pinfall (22:54)
Berry Punch defeated Diamond Tiara by pinfall (0:09)
Rumble defeated Damien Sandow and Bill Nyeker by pinfall (22:31)
Twilight Sparkle defeated Lightning Dust by pinfall (29:19)
Underbaker defeated Hoity Toity (15:24)
Daring Do defeated Commander Hurricane (17:58)
Applejack/w Granny Smith defeated Fleur De Lis (11:22)
Spa Twins defeated Beauty Shot (16:02)
Vinyl Scratch defeated Octavia (22:30)
Thunderlane defeated Blueblood (13:17)
Rainbow Dash won Number One Contender's Fatal-Four-Way (24:00)
Trixie retained World Fighter's Championship in Triple Threat (33:49)