-This week, Lunacy opens up differently than past episodes. Instead of getting the intro, we are shown the parking lot area. A long stretch limousine pulls up nears the building. Someone important has arrived. Exiting the car first is Star Swirlinaitis. The crowd immediately begins booing as the EVP of Talent Relations leads the General Manager of Lunacy, Luna, out of the limo by grabbing her head ever so gently. He and Luna step back to allow Spike to exit the limo in his simple getup of a green hoodie and jeans. He has his hands tucked in between his hoodie as he walks over to stand near Swirlinaitis. Finally, Shining Armor emerges from the limo, carrying Sunset Shimmer in his arms as the boos of the crowd climax.

Shining sets Sunset on her feet, the Crater Chick Championship around her waist. Sunset wraps her arms around Shining's neck, and plants a long kiss on his lips.-

Luna: I do not mean to interrupt such a touching moment so abruptly, but I believe you two will have enough time to RELEASE in the ring tonight…

Shining: ...Re...release?

Sunset: Oh! I hope you're not upset with me, Shining...I sort of...went behind your back in order to plan a surprise for you…

Shining: -smiles- Oh, you didn't have to do that, Sunny….

Sunset: -giggles- Actually...I did, because I want the WHOOOOOLE WORLD to witness what I've got in store for you tonight….

Shining: Can I at least have a hint?

Sunset: -taps her chin with her index finger- Let's just say that it is going to be…. a ROUSING experience…-she playfully bites her lower lip, as Shining soon gets the hint-

Shining: I think I like the sound of where this is going….-he takes her hand, and walks with his girl as Luna, Swirlinaitis, and Spike are up at the front-

*The beautiful people….OOOOOHHHHH….* -now the Lunacy intro plays, capped off with fireworks that do firework things. Exciting-

-Speaking of EXCITING, it's time for WEEK TWO of the Vultarian and Overdrive experience!-

Vultarian: Hello. I am Vultarian.

Overdrive: I am Overdrive.

Vultarian: And welcome to Monday Night Lunacy. Tonight, the fallout from Retribution.

Overdrive: Yeah.

Vultarian: Important things happened.

Overdrive: Same for tonight.

Vultarian: Yup. And since commentary is no longer a big focus, let's get on with that first important thing. The Chick Combo-

Overdrive: Stop. You've already exceeded the dialogue limit.

Vultarian: Indeed, I have. Our ring announcer talks more than us, so we'll just allow him to explain in fewer words.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-the bell rings, as the camera focuses on the ring announcer, Madden, who is still swag as hell-

Madden: The following HANDICAP match! Is scheduled for ONE FALL! Aaaand, is for the CRATER...CHIIIIIIIICK CHAMPIONSHIPS! -the crowd now has something to cheer for, and that is exciting action to kick off Lunacy...for once someone isn't talking-

*Colorful rainbows catch my eyes, when I see you fly across the sky….* -massive cheers as Scootaloo and Berry Punch enter the arena to their usual warm reception-

Madden: Introducing the CHALLENGERS….at a combined weight, of 243 POOOUNDS! The team of BEEERRRYY PUNCH...AAAANNDDD SCOOTALOOOOO!

Vultarian: This is Berry Punch and Scootaloo's last shot at the Chick Combo championships.

Overdrive: Yeah. If they lose, they get no more opportunities.

Vultarian: Indeed. They had better make the most of it.

Overdrive: Yup.

-Scootaloo clears the ring apron and lands on her ring in the ring. Berry Punch basically stomps up the steel steps and enters the ring, walking to each separate turnbuckle and throwing up her dual middle fingers. Scootaloo hypes up the crowd, to which they respond with back-to-back chants of "SCOOTALOO" and "BER-RY PUNCH!"-

Overdrive: Wow.

Vultarian: They sure do have the crowd in the palm of their hands.

Overdrive: And they both look beautiful.

Vultarian: Indeed. Lest we forget that.

*Don't hate me cuz I'm beautiful….don't hate me cuz I speak true…* -those once deafening cheers now turn into boos of the same degree*

Madden: Aaaand...THEIR OPPONENTS! At a combined weight, of 356 POOOUNDS! The team of DIAMOND TIARA...AND! The Crater Chick CHAMPIONNNNNSSS….TURF! AAAAAAAAAND SILVER SPOOOOON!

Overdrive: Wow. Diamond Tiara, Turf, and Silver Spoon look beautiful.

Vultarian: As do the titles they are carrying, which is the main focus of this match.

Overdrive: Yeah.

Crowd: NI-IIINE SECONDS! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* NI-IIINE SECONDS! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* NI-IIINE SECONDS! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

-Diamond Tiara looks out at the crowd as she straddles the ring apron. Turf begins yelling at members of the crowd-

Turf: THAT'S HOW LONG ALL YOU FAGGOTS LASTED IN BED, NOW SHUT UP! -many boos follow as Silver Spoon laughs. Diamond Tiara continues to glare holes at the audience members, but she is stopped as Berry Punch runs over and knocks her off the apron as her back is turned. Diamond wails in surprise as her sternum connects with the top of the barricade, sending her breathless to the floor-

-The crowd cheers as Turf and Silver Spoon immediately begin checking on their gal pal. What they don't notice is the slowly rising "OOOOHHHH" from the crowd as Scootaloo runs the ropes. Instead of diving out, she springboards off of them and flies to the outside, Turf and Silver Spoon barely catching a glimpse of her as she lands on them with a flying senton. The crowd is now in a frenzy-

Overdrive: Wow.

Crowd: E DUB F! E DUB F! E DUB F! E DUB F!

-Scootaloo RIPS the titles off of the waists of Silver and Turf, and throws them into the ring. The referee disposes of them to Madden as Scootaloo calls over Berry. Berry exits the ring and grabs Turf before chucking her over the barricade. Scootaloo opts to roll Silver in the ring as Turf enters the crowd with Turf. She tries to crawl away, but Berry very quickly catches up to her and begins pelting her with shots. Berry tears her own jacket off and whips Turf across the back with it. Turf is in agonizing pain as Berry continues to follow her up the stairs. Scootaloo looks on at her partner with a smile and a shrug, as she decides to let her do her thing. They are in control after all.-

Match 1: Handicap Match for the Chick Combo Championships: The Mean Girls vs Scootaloo and Berry Punch

*Three minutes later…*

-Scootaloo is in firm control of Silver Spoon. Diamond Tiara stands on the apron with a scowl. Berry Punch is nowhere in sight, but Turf suddenly appears as she climbs over the barricade ands tumbles to the floor. She looks very worn out after the wild goose chase with Berry Punch. She crawls to her corner, receiving a hug from Diamond Tiara. Scootaloo notices this, but continues to stay on the offense of Silver Spoon-

Vultarian: Scootaloo has been abandoned by her partner again.

Overdrive: Yeah.

*11 minutes later…*

-With all three members of the Mean Girls now in attendance, Scootaloo has been pummeled. Frequent tag after frequent tag, the Mean Girls have gained the upper hand. Finally, however, Scootaloo was able to get back in the game with a double axe handle off of the top rope to Diamond Tiara. Silver Spoon tried to interfere in it, but she was unceremoniously kicked off of the apron.-

Vultarian: A competitive match despite the disadvantage.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Scootaloo still notices that Berry is nowhere in sight. Turf gets the referee's attention, and this allows Silver Spoon to pull Scootaloo to the mat out from under her legs. Diamond stomps on her as Silver continues to press her legs down on the apron.

Suddenly, Berry Punch FINALLY makes her presence known as she comes down the ramp from behind Silver with an extremely bloody face. She yanks her away from Scootaloo, and SLAMS her into the steel steps as the crowd cheers-

Overdrive: Wow.

Vultarian: She's back.

-Turf jumps off of the apron and runs to take care of this problem. She attempts a clothesline, but Berry ducks and levels her with The Bar Tab. The crowd cheers more as Turf flops down to her tag partner.

The referee checks on the situation, telling Berry to get to her corner. Scootaloo gives a thumbs up to Berry, signaling that she's got this. When she turns around, however, she is jabbed in the gut by Diamond Tiara's...well, tiara which she has always carried to the ring despite fred2266 never mentioning it once.-

-Scootaloo falls to her knees as a sharp pain fills her lower stomach region. Diamond disposes of her tiara and tugs on the referee's pant leg like a baby in need of attention. Scootaloo gets to her feet, and is promptly leveled with The Diamond Cutter as she holds her gut in pain. The referee has turned around at this point, as Diamond rolls Scootaloo onto her back with small chants of "BULLL-SHIT" beginning.-

*1….-Berry tries to enter the ring to break up the pin, but she is stopped as Silver Spoon has recovered from being shoved into the steps earlier. She is still lying on the floor as she has a strong grip on Berry's feet-...2…...3!* -the jeers and chants of "BULLL-SHIT" become stronger as the bell rings and Diamond releases Scootaloo's leg to get back on her feet and taunt the crowd over her victory-

Madden: Here are YOUR WINNERS! DIAMOND TIARAAAA! And STILL...the Chick Combo CHAMPIONS…..TURF! Aaaand SILVER SPOOOON!

Overdrive: Wow.

Vultarian: A good showing by Scootaloo, but she didn't really stand much of a chance without her partner.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Berry Punch is able to loosen Silver Spoon's grip. As she goes to punish her some more, she is clobbered in the back of the head with one of the tag titles from Diamond Tiara. She falls to the floor. Diamond helps Turf and Silver to their feet, and gestures to the ring. The crowd continues to boo as the Mean Girls enter the ring slowly as Scootaloo has one arm and her neck rested on the bottom rope, her back turned to the sharks slowly coming up from behind her.

Turf walks over to Scootaloo, and very calmly lowers her knee to the back of Scootaloo's neck. In the blink of an eye, however, she turns viscous, and begins mercilessly choking Scootaloo as she lies defenseless on the ring rope-

Crowd: FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF! FUCK YOU, TURF!

-Silver grabs the back of Scootaloo's hair and throws her off of the ring rope. She then mounts her and begins to rain punches down on her. Turf does the same, except with kicks to the stomach as Diamond Tiara stands by with the Chick Combo titles, mocking Scootaloo-

Diamond: YOU WILL NEVER TOUCH THESE, YOU FILTH! -she slaps Scootaloo- YOU ARE NOT GOOD ENOUGH! YOU WILL NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH! YOU ARE GOING TO BE OUR BITCH FOR ETERNITY!

-Suddenly, like a prayer from above, Tom the rock falls from the sky, and lands in the ring, causing it to vibrate like hell, sending the crowd into a massive cheer, and The Mean Girls tumbling to the other side of the ring in fear-

Vultarian: What?

Overdrive: Dunno.

-From above the giant element is Maud. She stoically climbs off, and looks dead at the bullies. Turf makes the first move, advancing into the grip of Maud before being dropped with a lethal headbutt. Next is Silver Spoon, who is grabbed and leveled with The Schist. Diamond thinks about taking a shot, but instead shrieks as Maud sends her gaze her way. Diamond tries to exit the ring, but Maud grabs her by her trunks and puts her head between her legs.-

Crowd: MAUD! MAUD! MAUD! MAUD! MAUD! MAUD!

-Maud lifts Diamond into the air, and sends her SOARING out of the ring with a Powerbomb into her Mean Girls teammates-

Overdrive: Wow.

Crowd: 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 extends her hand to a recovering Scootaloo, which she accepts-

Scootaloo: -breathing a sigh of relief, despite it hurting to even breath at all- ...Maud….th-...thank you so much….

Maud: -looking out at Berry Punch, who is just now coming to, wondering if she is drunk again since she sees a giant rock in the middle of the ring- ...Don't mention it. I hate bullies. -without another word, she hops back onto Tom. She hits her heels against his sides- Float angelically upwards like the wind, Tom. -and so Tom does so, the crowd waving goodbye-

-Scootaloo scratches her head, but is still quite thankful of her assistance. She slowly exits the ring to check on Berry, as the Mean Girls continue to lie on the floor in pain-

*Now trending on Twitter: EWF, Turf, Scootaloo, #ChickComboTitles*

Overdrive: Like I said last night….I like her.

Vultarian: Me too. She is beautiful.

Overdrive: My line.

Vultarian: Oh.

*Rumble's locker room…*

-The camera is on Rumble, as he has a creepy smile on his face, and his eyes are bulged-

Rumble: MMMMMMM! Girls, I just LOVE when you take it off…..ugh….make a grown man cry! -he moans- Yes….OH PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME! Let me touch it LET ME FEEL IT! -He holds out his hands frantically, licking his lips.

The camera turns around, and we see Cloudchaser and Flitter in robes with unamused faces. Flitter has her arms crossed, looking away from Rumble, while Cloudchaser rolls her eyes. She pulls out the Carnage championship from her side, and hands it to Rumble, who squeaks and cradles it in his arms-

Flitter: -mumbles- Give me a break...Rumble! Don't you wanna inspect our bra and panties before our number 1 contenders match?

Rumble: -looking at his championship instead of the Roses- Go get Bulk to do it, I'm busy….

-Flitter and Cloudchaser turn towards Bulk Biceps, as the camera now looks at only him. He gulps, and gives the girls the okay. They undo their robes. Bulk looks on for a few seconds with a flushed frown, and then looks over their shoulders at Rumble-

Bulk: A-all good, man…

Rumble: Excellent. Now get them to the ring. I'll be watching with my girl, undressing her with MY eyes….heh heh….-he smirks as he never takes his eyes off of the championship-

Cloudchaser: -whispers- I'm really starting to question his sexuality…-Flitter raises her eyebrows and grits her teeth worriedly as they leave the locker room, out of fear that Rumble heard. Luckily, he was too busy listening to the decadent silence that accompanied his prized championship-

Rumble: -with a duck face he slowly unveils his cell phone from his pocket- We are going to light up Instagram, baby….-he readies his phone in front of him- Engaging gorgeousness in 3...2…-he takes a selfie a second early, but still looks pleased with the result- Sorry, baby. I was just testing your ability to selfify….naturally, you are quite exceptional at it. Almost as good as me…-he laughs, and turns back to meet his championship with a straight face.- Don't give me that look...I said ALMOST. Ugh, FINE….I'm willing to compromise….we're on the same level of gorgeousness! -he pauses, before his jaw drops- Are you kidding me?! No, no, this is NOT negotiable! No! ….NO!

*Rumble's theme plays back in the arena to quite a bit of crowd fare*

Madden: The following TAG TEAM contest, is a BRA AND PANTIES MATCH! Where the winners, will become NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS...to the CHICK. COMBOOOOO CHAMPIONSHIPS! Introducing first, accompanied...by BULK. BICEPS! At a combined weight, of 251 POOOUNDS! FLITTER, AAAND CLOOOUDCHASER!

Overdrive: Wow. Flitter and Cloudchaser are beautiful.

Vultarian: Indeed. How do you think they would look in their bra and panties?

Overdrive: Beautiful.

Vultarian: Indeed.

-Flitter and Cloudchaser enter the ring with help from Bulk Biceps. They tease the fans a bit before removing their robes and rudely throwing them in the face of the timekeeper outside-

*DODODO WE'RE LESBIANS DODODO* (No that's not Lyra and Bon Bon's theme I just hate typing "LYRA AND BON BON'S THEME PLAYS CHEER AND SHIT" but their theme has no lyrics so I kind of have to)

Madden: Aaaand THEIR OPPONENTS! At a combined weight, of 260 POOOUNDS! LYRRAAAAAAAAAAA, AAAND BON BOOOON!

Overdrive: Wow. Lyra and Bon Bon look beautiful.

Vultarian: Indeed. How do you think they would look in their bra and panties?

Overdrive: Didn't you already ask me this?

Vultarian: Indeed.

-Lyra and Bon Bon do their boner entrance which make the virgins pee before entering the ring. They remove their robes and are pounced on by their opponents when they turn around-

Match 2: Tag Team Bra and Panties Number One Contenders Match: Flitter and Cloudchaser vs Lyra and Bon Bon

RULES: The first team to strip down BOTH of their opponents to their bra and panties wins. Now get ready to use your lotion because I have a track record of being very descriptive with my text (so says Vultarian)

-As soon as the bell rings, Flitter and Cloudchaser waste no time in removing at least one article of clothing front their opponents. Flitter takes off Lyra's top, while Cloudchaser's removes Bon Bon's trunks. They both swing it around in the air, much to the delight of the male fans before flinging them into the crowd. Dozens of men sword fight with their boners in order to decide who will lay siege to the fabrics-

Vultarian: One more article left, and The Roses are going up against Turf and Silver Spoon.

Overdrive: Shut up trying to fap.

Vultarian: Talk about subtlety.

Overdrive: Shh.

*4 minutes later*

-Bon Bon nails Cloudchaser with a backbreaker. She leaves her back spread out across her knee as she tears off her top. She puts it into her mouth and walks over to Lyra, whom bites down onto the top and claims it as her own into her mouth-

Overdrive: Wow.

-Cloudchaser, embarrassed, rushes up to Bon Bon and pulls her down to the mat by her hair. She then stands over her prone body, and reaches down to take off her top. She doesn't get so much as a finger on it, however, as Lyra craftily covers her face with her own top, giving Bon Bon enough time to pull the blinded Cloudchaser down to the mat. She begins tugging at her pants as Flitter runs over and does the same to Lyra. Simultaneously, Bon Bon removes Cloudchaser's pants, and Flitter removes Lyra's trunks.

Bon Bon shoves Cloudchaser, who can still wrestle but effectively decreases her and Flitter's chance of winning, same for Lyra, out of the ring. Flitter and Bon Bon are now looking at each other; one from inside the ring, and one from outside. Bon Bon turns around and slaps her pantied ass, which makes Flitter angry and even more hell-bent on taking off that bitches' top. She slides into the ring, but is stopped as Lyra grabs her by the end of her pants. Flitter immediately panics, and is left completely helpless as Bon Bon grabs the back of her top. At once, Lyra and Bon Bon pull as Flitter screams in distress. Within seconds, both articles of clothing are ripped off, and then bell rings to the fans' delight-

Madden: Here are YOUR WINNERS...and the NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS, to the Chick Combo championships...LYRAAAAA….AAANDDD BON BOOONNNN!

Overdrive: I forgot my dick is too metallic to latch onto.

Vultarian: Aww.

Overdrive: Do not cry for me. Indulge in what I cannot.

Vultarian: Okay. -grabs a few tissues-

Overdrive: Goood, gooood….

-Flitter and Cloudchaser are about to cover themselves up with as many appendages as possible, but they soon remember that they are sexi and like being half naked. They notice Lyra and Bon Bon seductively eye-balling them, so they enter the ring-

-Lyra and Bon Bon push their bodies up against Flitter and Cloudchaser, which both surprises and arouses them-

Lyra: Could you girls...help us with something?

-Flitter and Cloudchaser share a smile with bulged eyes, and shrug. Lyra and Bon Bon give them room. Flitter tears off Bon Bon's top, eliciting an excited moan from the cream woman. Meanwhile, Lyra allows Cloudchaser to get on her knees, and take off her trunks, leg by leg. She kicks the dangling fabric off of her foot and out of the ring, as the crowd is becoming antsy-

Crowd: THIS IS SEX-Y! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* THIS IS SEX-Y! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* THIS IS SEX-Y! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

-Lyra and Bon Bon nod their heads, and Flitter and Cloudchaser smirk. Their smirks are soon erased from their faces as Lyra and Bon Bon, in stereo, latch their lips onto theirs. Fans in the audience begin to thrust their hands onto the top of their head in shock-

-Flitter and Cloudchaser do not dismiss this action. They condone it as they turn Lyra and Bon Bon into complete swingers. All four release the kiss, Flitter particularly feeling winded as she releases a very audible "WOW."

Bon Bon: Thanks for the help…-she traces her index finger along Flitter's cleavage-

Flitter: -still taken aback- An-...anytime….-she and Cloudchaser walk away, and are treated to slight swats in their asses from Lyra and Bon Bon. They jump, but certainly enjoyed it as Lyra and Bon Bon look at them with their hands on their hips flirtily. Bulk Biceps has since fainted on the ramp, so there is nobody to escort them back. Being the lesbian pals that they are, Lyra and Bon Bon instead volunteer to. We are met with a final shot of the four new...titillated allies making their way back to the locker room: asses to asses….dust to dust….

Vultarian: -now with sticky dress shoes- ….Wow.

Overdrive: In-choking up-...indeed….

*Commercial*

*A hundred thousand stories...have filled my head…* -the boos continue to get quieter and quieter, as the EWF fans feel even more sorry for Twilight than before-

Madden: Please welcome...the Eternal Women's World CHAMPION! TWIIILLIIIGGHTTT...SPAAARRRKLLEEE!

-Twilight Sparkle walks down the ramp with the Eternal Womens championship draped over her shoulder. She has a slight smile on her face as she lightly slaps hands with the fans, but her demeanor changes to a grave one as she ascends the steel steps. She takes the mic from Madden, and thanks him as she stands in the middle of the ring-

Overdrive: Wow. Twilight looks beautiful.

Vultarian: Indeed. And she has something to say to the EWF Universe.

Overdrive: Yeah.

*Now trending on Twitter: Rumble, #WhyShiningWhy, Bra and Panties, Maud*

Crowd: -before Twilight can speak- WE WANT LIGHT-NING! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* WE WANT LIGHT-NING! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* WE WANT LIGHT-NING! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Twilight: -smiles- I am sure you will see Lightning Dust soon…-cheers- But I am not here to speak to her just yet…-boos- I know what you all want, I know what SHE wants, and my answer immediately...is YES. -cheers again- Many things happened last night, some of which affected me on deep personal levels….the one I am most interested in, involves my baby brother…-boos- So if I may…-pauses-...No. Spike. Get down to this ring. NOW. -cheers-

-Spike walks down to the ring with his hands in his pockets. He looks out at the crowd and notices all of the unsatisfactory looks on the faces of the fans. He looks sad for a moment, but he ultimately grins and bears it as he enters the ring, given a microphone by his sister-

Spike: H-hey, Twilight! What's up?

Twilight: -immediately flustered- What's up? What's up? WHAT'S UP?! A LOT OF THINGS! Namely YOU, defying my orders! -Spike shrinks a bit- I told you to STAY. HOME, Spike! Don't come to the arena!

Spike: Well, technically, you told me not to come back to the Asylum...last night, the pay per view was being held at the Sympos-

Twilight: I AM NOT OUT HERE FOR TECHNICALITIES! Besides, You're in the Asylum RIGHT NOW. I'm supposed to keep you SAFE, Spike! And that means that you shouldn't BE HERE. Wrestling is too DANGEROUS for you!

Spike: I can take care of myself!

Twilight: NO. YOU. CAN'T. In the first few weeks of your tenure, you were kicked in the head TWICE! Once by Lightning, who I don't blame, and once by Sunset, WHO I DO BLAME!

Spike: At least Sunset apologized to me. Many times, actually. Lightning Dust DIDN'T.

Twilight: ….Is that why you cost her the championship TWICE?

Spike: -nods- That's one of the reasons….

Twilight: What are the others?

Spike: Really? You're my SISTER, Twilight! I want you to SUCCEED! You wanted to be in this business SO BAD.

Twilight: And I AM in this business, and I'm VERY happy about it.

Spike: And you're the champion!

Twilight: I shouldn't be!

Spike: Yes you should! You earned it!

Twilight: NO! No I didn't! I won this championship because Luna hit Lightning Dust with the title….and because YOU PULLED ME ONTO HER. And I retained this title because YOU PULLED ME ONTO HER.

Spike: ….So?

Twilight: I wanted to win this HONESTLY, FAIRLY! I wanted to defend this HONESTLY, FAIRLY! I haven't done EITHER OF THOSE! Me and Lightning Dust were having an AMAZING battle...again! And then Luna came out...that malformation Star Swirlinaitis came out…-Spike looks visibly upset- that DEMON Sunset came out...those new girls came out, and they all UNFAIRLY ganged up on Lightning Dust! I was going to help her, but then...the worst part, Spike….you came out, and-...-tear-...and you BROKE MY HEART...again! You said you were sorry…..If you were SORRY, THEN WHY DID YOU DO IT!? WHY DID YOU DO IT, SPIKE?!

Spike: ….I….I wanted you to succeed…

Twilight: I CAN SUCCEED! I don't need to be handed ANYTHING! I'm NOT Sunset Shimmer! The fact that I still hold onto this championship is a CRIME, and I want it to be REVERSED! I DON'T WANT TO BE CHAMPION IF MY REIGN IS HIGHLIGHTED BY CONTROVERSY AND DEVIANCY!

Spike: It isn't controversial if we all knew you were going to beat Lightning Dust anyway….

Twilight: She was the first champion for a REASON! She is crafty….she is….she is DAMN GOOD, Spike! And I won't stand by and let her fair chances wash away like the decency I THOUGHT YOU had, Spike!

Spike: Why are you even giving ME this earful? Shining Armor did a MUCH worse thing than me!

Twilight: Oh-ho-ho...believe me! I am going to rip his head off….-cheers- But he's a grown up, Spike. As sick as it is for me to say...he can make his own decisions. You, though, are under MY guidance….I am responsible for your safety...and you aren't SAFE here! Especially when you hang around with the people you're currently involved with.

Spike: What is so bad about them, anyway? I am grateful to Luna! She allowed me to come to Retribution to help my sister cement her legacy! Mr. Swirlinaitis and I have been talking a lot...he's a really cool guy, Twilight...and Sunset-

Twilight: NO…...don't even START.

Spike: ….She's really not as bad as you think she is. You are judging her too much.

Twilight: She STOLE OUR BROTHER from Cadance! Cadance LOVES HIM, Spike!

Spike: I support our brother's decision. He looks HAPPY, Twilight. By the way, that's OUR. Maybe YOU should start supporting him, too….

Twilight: I will NEVER support a decision like that….Shining is being MANIPULATED….and so are YOU.

Spike: Ho-...how could you SAY THAT? None of them have put ANYTHING into my head! I'm doing this because I love my sister...I love you, Twilight!

Twilight: I...I love you, too…

Spike: -crosses his arms- If you did….you would join me with Luna and the others….

Twilight: NO.

Spike: She cares about you, too, Twilight! They ALL do! They just want what's Best for Business….and what's Best for Business...is Best..for YOU.

Twilight: -shutting her eyes and taking a long sigh-...and you say you're not being brainwashed…

Spike: I'm not!

Twilight: SPIKE. I do NOT do things like that! NOBODY, not even YOU, is going to be able to shove that mantra down my throat. IT'S CRAP! I do not stand for that! You should know that!

Spike: It's not crap, Twilight...it's the right thing to do….you'll learn soon….just think about what I said…-without another word, Spike leaves the ring and begins to walk up the ramp, not looking back-

Twilight: Spike….Spike! SPI- *WELCOME TO THE DANGER ZONE!* -A massive flood of cheers drowns the Lunacy Asylum-

Overdrive: Wow.

Vultarian: It's Lightning Dust.

-Spike stands to the side of the ramp as Lightning Dust walks through the curtain, adorning her own mint green hoodie. She has her hood up, but still isn't afraid to sneer at Spike as she makes her way down to the ring. Upon entering, she grabs her own mic and stands in front of Twilight-

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

Twilight: -still looking back at the ramp as Spike leaves- SPIKE!

Lightning: -getting in Twilight's face, causing the crowd to "OOOOHHHH"- You're done with that fiasco for now, princess. I'M out here now, and you're gonna deal with ME!

Crowd: -massive cheering- LIGHT-NING DUST! LIGHT-NING DUST! LIGHT-NING DUST! LIGHT-NING DUST!

Twilight: -shakes her head- Okay...okay, Lightning…

Lightning: Why are you always so nonchalant about this? I'm IN YOUR FACE, Twilight! GET ME OUT OF YOUR FACE!

Twilight: -Sticking her bottom lip out in thought- Because I have no reason to do that….I've said it before, and I'll say it again….I respect y-

Lightning: I didn't come here to learn more about your autism disorder! You're always repeating stuff, just like an autist…."I respect you, Lightning!" "I never wanted to hold onto my championship through corrupt ways!" It's all the same with you, and I'M SICK OF IT!

Twilight: It's true, though, Lightning...I didn't send Luna out to disrupt our match...the same goes for Swirlinaitis, and Sunset, and those new girls...I am not behind this scheme in any way!

Lightning: You know all of your friends keep telling me that! But trust me...that championship…-points at the gold around Twilight's shoulder- makes you do crazy things….

Twilight: It's attracted nothing but unwanted attention my way, Lightning…

Lightning: It comes with the price of admission! And I will do some CRAZY things myself to get it back….

Twilight: I know you will….it seems like others are doing some crazy things to keep it AWAY from you, as well…

Lightning: Yeah...that person being YOU.

Twilight: Lightning...for the past two pay per views in a row, you have shown me you DESERVE to hold this title….you've given me the fight of my life on BOTH occasions...I would NEVER tarnish your opportunities like that! I DO respect you! And I WILL give you another championship shot….

Lightning: Why? So you can make a FOOL out of me? Out of these people?!

Twilight: Because you DESERVE it, Lightning...and these fans DESERVE to see it! One more time: Twilight Sparkle...vs Lightning Dust. -the fans cheer-

Crowd: ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH! ONE MORE MATCH!

Twilight: You're going to get it, EWF fans! And you too, Lightning….and for ONCE...it will. Be. FAIR! -cheers-

Lightning: ….How do I know you're not bluffing?

Twilight: Because…-looks out into the crowd for quite a while-...if Luna shows her face in that match...if Star Swirliniatis shows up in that match….if Sunset Shimmer shows up in that match….if any of those new superstars show up in that match….even if Spike...shows up in that match…...I…...I will leave...this business. -the crowd is in shock-

Vultarian: What?

Overdrive: Wow.

Lightning: -even looks generally surprised- …..Really?

Twilight: -shakes her head- Yes. You have my word, Lightning Dust….

Lightning: ….How good is your word?

Twilight: ...I guess you'll have to find out….if Luna has as much "faith" in me as she says she does, she will keep her and her associates' out of OUR business! I can retain my championship by myself! I'm FED UP with having my hand held through everything! I DIDN'T NEED HER HELP, OR ANYBODY'S! AND I NEVER WILL! I will NOT be involved in something that so ridiculously holds down others for their own sick pleasure! It's WRONG, and it's NOT ME!

Lightning: FINALLY! SOME EMOTION! -smirks-

Twilight: You WANT EMOTION?! YOU THINK I'M A LIAR! YOU THINK I'M APART OF THIS! YOU THINK I STAGED MY BROTHER….my little baby brother who I have raised as my own…-sniffle- YOU THINK I PLAYED A PART IN HAVING HIM TURN ON ME?! YOU THINK I'M USING YOU?! YOU'RE DEAD WRONG, LIGHTNING DUST! I RESPECT YOU! I ADMIRE THE CAUSE YOU FIGHT FOR! I'M FIGHTING FOR THE SAME CAUSE HERE! Proving Grounds was in January, but I haven't even HAD MY PROVING GROUNDS YET! I was given this title unfairly, but in four weeks at Final Reckoning...I'm going to PROVE that I'VE EARNED THIS TITLE! I will BEAT YOU, LIGHTNING DUST! And you WILL RESPECT ME! -Twilight gains more cheers-

Lightning: ….I'm not doubting your ability…..hell, I never have….you've been my best opponent, too...but you will NEVER beat me under your own power. -cheers- Losing that title humbled me, but I sure as hell didn't lose my confidence! When I beat you in four weeks, and reclaim MY title...you'll want to leave this company regardless.

Twilight: When I beat YOU….you won't be blaming me….you'll have nobody to blame...but yourSELF. -sets her mic down, and leaves the ring to a multitude of cheers-

Vultarian: This is going to be a heated climax at Final Reckoning.

Overdrive: Yeah. Twilight has to win, or else she will have let herself down.

Vultarian: Indeed.

-Lightning watches Twilight walk up the ramp, and points at her title when she turns around at the top of it. Twilight raises her title into the air, and the two have a stare-off from far away-

*Trainer's Area…*

-A trainer is currently stitching up Berry Punch following her match at the top of the show-

Trainer: You were fine one second, Berry...and the next you've got the ole crimson mask to worry about...what did you say happened, again?

Berry: I was following the hair-spray hussy into the crowd, and halfway up the stairs, she-

-The door suddenly opens up, and Berry stops as Maud walks in front of her-

Berry: Huh...hey there, uh...Maud Pie, right?

Maud: Yes, that's me.

Berry: ...Well, I just gotta thank ya for savin' Scoots out there...those bitches just won't give it a rest….

Maud: Oh, it's fine. Somebody had to do it since you were sleeping on the job...again.

Berry: -a slight scowl- ….Now just what the HELL does that mean?

Trainer: ...Eaaasy, Berry...just a few more loops…

Berry: Shut up, Doc. What did you say, Balboa?

Maud: ...You told Scootaloo you were going to protect her. That you were going to be there for her. Yet, just like her first big title match, you left her high and dry…

Berry: Dry HELL! Dry like your personality. She had taken both Diamond Tits and lint-clit out, and I was gonna put poof-prick out of COMMISSION.

Maud: And how did that turn out?

Berry: She got the fuckin' upper-hand on me. I made ONE mistake!

Maud: Looks like you've made a LOT of mistakes the past few months…

Berry: You don't know me from your rock-cock, sweetheart! Your first night under the big lights, and you think you can come in here with this n' that, tellin' me what I'VE done wrong? Lemme tell ya what YOU'VE done wrong, -stands up from the bed- you fossil-FUCK.

Trainer: Berry! Sit down!

Berry: Y'all just pissed off MARBLE. COLD. BERRY. PUNCH. Do you understand what that means?

Maud: Yeah. It means that you have a short temper, and that Scootaloo is in need of someone new to watch her back.

Berry: I beat Diamond Tiara in NINE SECONDS. Y'all beat TWIST. So have I! Who the hell hasn't at this point? You think you're some rare mineral? Hell, you just got here! Y'all got rock in your ears?

Maud: No, but I've got some in my pocket….-sticks a hand in the pocket of her tunic, as you can hear the rustling of rocks- You wanna see them?

Berry: …..I can't even take y'all seriously, and you think you're cut out to watch after Scoots? She trusts me! I'll admit, I could've went about that a little better out there...but I'll always make it up to her.

Maud: How? That was your last shot at the Chick Combo championships.

Berry: Dammit, I KNOW that! I can start by knocking that rock in your head called your brain around a bit…

Maud: -there'd be a frown on her face is she were anyone else- ….You're just like those girls...a bully.

Berry: No, I just take offense when someone comes in here thinkin' they know a lick about me! Ya DON'T, Maud Pie….now get the hell out of here before I send ya back down to Little League...you're lucky to even BE HERE. Make the most of it, and stay away from Scootaloo.

Maud: ….She's old enough to make her own decisions….I'll humor you, though. Me and Tom have reservations at Applebee's, anyway….-leaves the trainer's room-

Berry: -sits back down on the bed- Humor ME? Yeah, with DRY humor….

Trainer: -chuckles- Good one, Berry…

Berry: Stitch me up good, doc. I wanna be able to stomp some more Sandcastles before nightfall…

Trainer: You got it.

*Commercial*

-As we come back to ringside, we see a pair we haven't seen in a bit: Gizmo, with his grandfather/coach, Geri, giving him advice on his return bout-

Geri: Alright, kid! Back in the squared circle again! Same gameplan as always!

Gizmo: ...Grandpa….this gameplan has made me lose every match I've been in so far…

Geri: That's only been two matches, junior! Ya still gotta LOT'a fight left in ya, I can tell! Ya just gotta execute it better, eh?

Gizmo: -sighs deeply-...Alright, grandpa…

Geri: There ya go, sport! Make me proud! -he lightly shoves him away from the corner. Gizmo wipes his nose as he awaits his opponent-

*HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH!* -BREAKING NEWS: Hit 90's Sitcom 'Cheers' is being brought back to television with a BRAND NEW cast!- (alright I'm dying over here)

Madden: Aaaand...HIS OPPONENT! From Palo Alto, CALIFORNIA! Weighing in at 247 POOOUNDS! The Intellectual Savior of DEM ASSES! DAMIIIIEEEN...SAAAANDOOOOOWW!

Overdrive: Wow. Dah Assets look beautiful.

Vultarian: Indeed. Those are Damien Sandew's women, by the way.

Overdrive: You mean Sandow. He suffered a tough loss last night.

Vultarian: He sure did. He's looking to rebound here tonight.

Overdrive: Yeah. Sandow is. Not Sandew.

Vultarian: Oh.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Sandow enters the ring with the help of Dah Assets, before getting a kiss from each of them on each cheek. He takes a look at Gizmo, and mocks him by putting his dukes up, Boxing style-

Crowd: LET'S GO SAN-DOW *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* LET'S GO SAN-DOW *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* LET'S GO SAN-DOW *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Match 3: Gizmo w/ Geri vs Damien Sandow w/ Dah Assets

-9 minutes later-

-Despite having a limited moveset of uppercuts and hooks, Gizmo has looked fairly impressive. He winds up for a finishing blow, but Sandow catches his fist. Gizmo tries to hit him with his other fist, but Sandow catches that one, as well. He then moves his hands up to Gizmo's wrist, and soon connects with his finisher, Terminus (straight jacket neckbreaker)-

Vultarian: He hit it.

*1…..2….3!* -the crowd cheers, as Geri throws in the towel after the bell had already rang-

Madden: Here is YOUR WINNER! DAAAMIIIIEEN….SAAANDOOOOW!

Overdrive: Wow. A great showing by Gizmo, but his grandpa's technique doesn't seem to be working.

Vultarian: Indeed. He may want to think about a career revaluation.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Dah Assets enter the ring to celebrate with Sandow, as Geri converses with his grandson. He is doing more listening than talking as he lays on his side on the apron-

Geri: We'll get 'em next time! We'll get 'em next time…

*Interview Area…*

Silver Shill: Ladies and gentlemen, I have the pleasure of once again standing by with Rarity...and Fluttershy..-Rarity acknowledges Silver with a delightful nod, while Fluttershy meekly waves- Rarity, I have to ask...what are your thoughts on your loss to Sunset Shimmer last night at Retribution?

Rarity: -sighs- Well, Silver...a lady never whines...but please allow me to complain for a breath moment. -clears her throat- As Twilight said earlier, it seems like many a superstar is being wronged in this company right now. Quite frankly, I am getting quite bothered by it as well. Shining Armor had no business coming down to ringside. It doesn't matter to me who he lies in bed with at night. I must say though that I am appalled by his actions. Cadance, my dear...I am sorry that you were being lied to all along...however, that was my match to win, and Shining Armor decided of ALL the times to announce his...partnership with Sunset, was during a pivotal moment in that bout.

Silver: That doesn't really sound like whining...more so facts.

Rarity: Oh...yes. WHY-HYYYYY did he DOOO-HOOOOO that? It was very RUUUU-HU-HUUUUUDDDDDEEE. -clears her throat again- The point I am trying to make, is that whining is childish. Just like the way Sunset retained her title last night. I am simply going to have to beat Sunset Shimmer twice as hard in our next encounter. And, if Shining Armor wants to pop up like some filthy mole, I will whack him good as well.

Silver: That would be quite enjoyable to see…-chuckles-

Rarity: -smiles- It would.

Silver: Now, onto you, Fluttershy...you are no stranger to Sunset Shimmer, either. In fact, you've only had one match on Lunacy thus far, and it was against Sunset herself. Despite a stellar performance, she beat you.

Rarity: She had her on the ropes, though. I witnessed it myself.

Silver: -nods- It sure seemed like it...tonight, Fluttershy, you will participate in your second match...against Twist. How do you feel?

Fluttershy: Well, um….I don't mean to sound rude, but….Twist...she's not very good…

Rarity: But you mustn't take her lightly, Fluttershy!

Fluttershy: I know I shouldn't...but in my match with Sunset...at one point, I...I felt something...a feeling that made me feel like….like I could beat ANYBODY….it was when the fans….when they...CHEERED for me.

Rarity: It's one of the greatest feelings in the world, Fluttershy. -smiles-

Fluttershy: -nods softly- It...it really is. I hope I can feel it again tonight...and if I do...I KNOW I can beat Twist! -balls up her fists with determination-

Rarity: You WILL, darling! First Twist, and then...the possibilities are ENDLESS. -winks at Fluttershy, causing her to giggle and then nod- Let's go, then! The Lunacy fans are ready to give you that feeling…

Fluttershy: -softly- Yay… -she and Rarity walk off. Silver Shill waves to them in the distance, but he is soon met with a white hand against his suit. It lifts him up, and places him against the wall with a thud-

Shining Armor: You think it would be FUNNY to see me get hit? You think it would be FUNNY to see SUNNY get hurt?!

Silver: -frantic in his grasp- N-...n-n-no, Shining! I...I was just! I was just-

Shining: -growls- SAVE IT. Let's see who'll be laughing when I SMASH YOUR FACE IN!

Silver: NO! NO PLEASE!

-Shining prepares to strike Silver, until he hears the whistle of Sunset Shimmer in the distance behind him-

Sunset: Come on now, Shining! He isn't worth it and you know that! We still need to get prepped for our big display in the ring….-she smirks devilishly-

-Shining looks at his girl in curiosity, and then at Silver with a glare. He drops him to the ground, and then runs off towards her with his tongue peeking out at the side of his mouth-

Shining: Alright, babe! I still wish you would give me a hint….

Sunset: Nope! That's what surprises are for, stud…-she giggles as the couple disappears into the background-

-Silver stays seated against the wall, with his hand on the chest, heaving heavily-

*Commercial*

-Back in the ring is Twist, making wrestling fans puke since 1-1-14. Good thing the fans still have their backs turned towards her, though. Except Vultarian and Overdrive because they are too dense to understand the severity of the situation-

Overdrive: Wow. Twist looks beautif-UUUUUUUUWHAAAA okay I can't say it.

Vultarian: Cannot blame you.

Overdrive: Yeah. I don't even really know what beautiful is though so it doesn't really matter.

Vultarian: Hmm.

Overdrive: Yeah.

*Fluttershy's theme plays* (yes I don't know what it is yet but the REDACTED phrase is dead so take it or fuck it. You can't fuck theme songs so just take it dammit)

Madden: Aaaaand HER OPPONENT! Accompanied to the ring, by RARITY! From LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 138 POOOUNDS….FLUUUUTTERSHYYYYY!

Overdrive: Wow. Fluttershy and Rarity look beautiful.

Vultarian: Indeed. For both.

Overdrive: Fluttershy is also angellic.

Vultarian: Indeed times two.

Overdrive: Wow. That is a lot of indeed.

Vultarian: Mhm.

-Fluttershy shyly enters the ring, and frowns as she sees Twist-

Fluttershy: I'm sorry, Twist...but I'm going to have to hurt you now…

-Twist is basically done with life at this point, and just shrugs, hoping she can eek out a win somehow-

Match 4: Fluttershy w/ Rarity vs Twist

*3 minutes later*

-Twist has basically done nothing at this point. Surprisingly, Fluttershy was just able to hit a beautiful looking Frankensteiner off of the top rope on her. Even Fluttershy can't believe it, as the cheers from the crowd hit their breaking point. Fluttershy stumbles to the corner after completing the move and falls with her mouth in a big "O." She quickly recovers to her feet however-

*Now trending on Twitter: Maud (2nd time tonight), #SassySpike, Lightning Dust, #SeriousTwilight*

Crowd: FLUTTER-SHY! FLUTTER-SHY! FLUTTER-SHY! FLUTTER-SHY!

-Fluttershy looks out at the crowd for a bit. She sets her eyes back in the ring, and closes them tight, taking in the admiration of the crowd-

Vultarian: She is feeling it.

Overdrive: Wow.

-Fluttershy, as previously done in her match against Sunset Shimmer, she thrusts her index fingers into the air-

Fluttershy: -and whisper yells- Yay! Yay! Yay! -her index fingers go up and down with each chant of yay. Some of the crowd gets into it at the very end, even. She opens her eyes just as Twist is back on her feet.

Fluttershy runs at Twist at full speed, and propels her knee into her forehead, hitting her finishing move known as Obedience Training (Busaiku knee kick.) Twist's head snaps back as her body falls limp to the mat. Fluttershy literally leaps into the cover out of sheer excitement-

*1….2…..3!* -the crowd goes bananas as the bell rings. Fluttershy's "O" face makes a return as her music plays-

Madden: Here is YOUUUUUR WINNEEEEEER! FLLLLLLUTTERRRRRSHHHHYYYYYY!

Vutarian: She did it. She did it. By God she did it.

Overdrive: Wow. That's the most excited I've seen you yet.

Vultarian: Oh, I can do better.

Overdrive: Oh.

-Rarity giddily enters the ring, and immediately hugs Fluttershy, who still has her jaw dropped-

Rarity: YOU DID IT, DARLING!

Fluttershy: I….I did, didn't I? -blushes furiously-

Rarity: Do that...that gesture you just did….you did it in your match with Sunset, and you did it again here tonight..you have a reason to do it now! The fans even started to do it!

Fluttershy: They-...they did?

Rarity: Yes, darling! It caught on quite quickly with them!

Fluttershy: O-...okay….-Fluttershy does her "Yay" gesture, the crowd following along as before- Wow! Th-...they did it with me…

Rarity: IN SYNC, darling! Now...do it a bit louder…

Fluttershy: Are you sure?

Rarity: Positive, darling! Trust me…-Rarity puts her index finger to her mouth, quieting down the crowd-

Fluttershy: Al-alright…-she performs the "Yay gesture, but a bit louder so the audience can hear her more.-

Crowd: YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! -Fluttershy stops the gesture to cover her ears-

Rarity: -her massive smile turns into a frown- Fluttershy, what's wrong?

Fluttershy: Too...too loud.

Rarity: Oh! Hold on, dear…-Rarity grabs Madden's mic- Excuse me, Lunacy fans...quieter, please….go ahead once more, dear…

-Fluttershy does the "Yay" gesture in her hushed voice, and the crowd follows with a slightly louder voice than hers-

Fluttershy: -smiling widely- Much better….

Rarity: -nodding, and then turning to the crowd- Thank you! -the fans cheer as Rarity returns the microphone to Madden-

Crowd: Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay! Yay!

-The segment ends with Fluttershy and Rarity embracing once more in the middle of the ring, the crowd chanting "Yay" until we are led to the locker room of Gizmo-

Geri: -as Gizmo throws his towel into the cubby, and tiredly takes a seat in his folding chair- Tough break tonight, kid….eh, don't worry! We'll stick 'em next time!

Gizmo: -looks up at his grandfather, suddenly standing up- Next time? Grandpa...no offense, but when is "NEXT TIME" gonna be?

Geri: When you're in the ring again, kid! Of course!

Gizmo: -sighing- Grandpa...don't take this to heart….I appreciate all that you've been doing for me...I both admire and respect your background….but this is WRESTLING, not BOXING….

Geri: Eh...what are ya sayin'?

Gizmo: I'm saying that punches are only going to get me so far. I haven't been on the show in over a month because I HAVEN'T WON. I was pinned BY A WOMAN!

Geri: You just gotta train harder, kid. You were born to be a champ, I know it!

Gizmo: You're right...I DO need to train harder...not only that, though...I need a different training technique ENTIRELY.

Geri: What's wrong with the rope-a-dope technique? It's solid, you know!

Gizmo: Yes, in the world of BOXING. Ever since I debuted, the only dope that's been roped...is me. I need to suplex! I need to do Giant Swings! I need to WIN. And grandpa...I'm not going to win with the mind of a Boxer…

Geri: -frowning- So...what are you gonna do?

Gizmo: Tomorrow...with your help...I'd like to start over our training…

Geri: I-...I don't know what to say, son…

Gizmo: I truly am thankful, honest...but if I'm going to be successful, I need to do this the RIGHT way.

Geri: A-...alright, Gizzy…-relaying back- Suplexes...Giant Swings...I don't really know what those are, but I heard WINNING in there, and I know you can do that!

Gizmo: I just need you to tell me that we are going to do this MY way, okay?

Geri: -scratching his aging head- It pains me to say it...but...you're right, Gizzy. You need a revamp to your character! So when we wake up tomorrow, no egg drinking, or mile runs...no, we're going to that new performance center in Canterlot.

Gizmo: That's where the CCW talent train...that's perfect!

Geri: Yup. They'll teach you the ropes. You'll be a brand new competitor by the end of the month!

Gizmo: -shaking his head with a confident smirk plastered on his face- Yeah…..yeah! Thanks, grandpa!

Geri: Ehhhh…-patting Gizmo on the shoulder- don't mention it, kid. We should've done it long ago…

-Gizmo takes off his sweaty boxing gloves, and hangs them up in the cubby. He and Geri walk out of the locker room, as the camera zooms in on the gloves until the scene fades out-

-A tweet sent over the weekend from Amay Wythyst is shown. It reads: I cannot wait to have you dance in the ashes with me….#WereComing-

-Another tweet from her is shown. This one states: Destroy the machine. Walk upright. #FollowTheBuzzards-

-The screen fades out for a moment, and then we are treated to the sight of a slightly opened wooden door, that has been through a lot of wear and tear-

Amay Wythyst: They never see me comin'...-a creepy piano key rings as she speaks, as we get a panoramic view at the top of the stairs that leads to that same door as you walk down them- All this is a riddle…-we hear her laugh and get a close up on the left side of her face. A wooden pole is shown with a colony of moths shown laying around the perimeter of it-

-continued- Everything all around you is a riddle…-we see her talking before she flashes away in the forest. The lady in flannel stands behind her, and then she flashes away, leaving us with a close up of the lady in the sheep mask. She will flash away, and then returns the lady in flannel, who then flashes away, which marks the transparent return of Amay to the camera-

Thus is the mystery, of me...open to the world's interpretations…-the door from earlier is now rattling profusely, even though it is still open-

I've played with these fools like puppets! -a quick shot of Amay's serious face looking at the camera, and then darkness takes over. Soon, a shot of the bald doll from previous vignettes reappears, accompanied by the happy laughter of school-children. We zoom out to see the clothes of the doll-

I shatter like glass when I'm threw! -she chuckles both creepily and quietly- It feels, good...really...good…-she says, almost erotically before the camera flashes until we get a closeup on her eyes-

We're past the point of no return, aren't we? -she is walking in the forest, with her hat taken off for once- Haven't you seen it? -a shot of her in her hat now, smiling- Because I have…-a shot of an abandoned garage, junk lying everywhere-

-Darkness once again-

….We're coming…-followed by blink and you'll miss it shots of the sheep mask, the lady in flannel eerily smiling, and the full view of Amay Wythyst's serious face. The guitar intro of her anthem begins to play, as we see the inside of an empty barn, and then the lady in the sheep mask in the forest, far away. Another flash later, and she is walking closer towards us, now wearing her blue vest-

I want you to do me a favor…-Amay is looking to her side, into the sky by trees- Go back and tell all these men, that I'm here -repeats in the background- I'm here and this is everything is real! -a full shot of Amay in her rocking chair as the sheep lady and flannel lady guard her, then a quick shot of Amay laughing as she rocks back and forth, and then the flannel lady looking down at us-

It's all real! You tell them-Tell them that I said that! -a closeup of the sheep lady with her hands on her hips, leaning down to get a better view of us, followed by the familiar yellow "OBEY" sign as the guitar amps up into a solo-

You can never NEVER hurt me, YOU HEAR THAT?! -a fallen stop sign is shown on the ground. Another yellow sign is shown. It cuts off after it reads "all ti" to get another look of flannel lady smiling creepily, her eyes wide. The lyrics sing in the background as Amay continues to speak to us in the forest-

YOU CAN NEVER HURT ME! -she speaks almost cheerfully, but with purpose. She laughs as we move to a shot of her standing on a stump, her arms spread out, as her disciples reach their arms up to try to touch her. Another yellow sign is shown. Much of it is cut out, be we can see the words "HAZARD" in black, and "DANGER:" written below it in red. Another shot of Amay chuckling as she looks at us, before she closes her eyes and looks down to her side-

"He's broken out in lo-ooooveeeee…." -we see the sheep mask dangling from a limb on a tree, and then a lightning quick shot of the sheep lady walking across the forest. It is shot to make it look like she is zooming across. For many more shots she is shown to be stopping at many various places in view of the camera-

They say we're coming…-the sheep lady finally stops in one place: directly in front of the camera. It zooms in on her, making her form slightly more pixelated- But naaahhhh…..-she speaks sweetly- We've been here, all alo-ooooonggg….-more separate shots Amay, the sheep lady, and the flannel lady, both together and apart. We see a back view of Amay holding out her arms, on that stump, in front of her same "people." They are still trying to reach for her, but are failing-

"Broken out in lo-ooove…" -quick shots of Amay and flannel lady looking serious, as well as the sheep lady, who we can also assume looks serious under her mask. A side view is shown of Amay in her rocking chair, and then once again of the sheep lady looking towards the camera, hunched over-

FOLLOW...THE BUZZARDS! -Amay is on the stump again. Like something out of claymation, many shots follow. One with Amay looking down, and then up at us, and then her head is down- AHAHAHAHAHAAAAA…..-a much higher pitched laugh sounds off in the background of this one, as we see Amay in the flesh performing it in her cabin-

-Finally, we see a shot of her in the forest, her back turned. As the laugh climaxes, she turns around quickly, and we see her purple hair covering her eyes, as she smiles creepily. In the final shot, she is in her cabin, but the lights are dimmer now. She is barely smiling, but her head is turned to the side, and her eyes are bulged. Her face almost looks like a rape face, as frightening sound effects play-

-Darkness….-

-Back in the ring, we are graced by the presence of...Lightning Dust. The crowd cheers, both for her, and out of hype for the Whythyst Family's eminent debut-

Lightning Dust: I know you've all probably seen enough of me tonight, but I DON'T GIVE A DAMN! -cheers- Earlier, Twilight kept bringing up these "new girls"...hopefully we all know who she was referring to...if you don't know, THAT'S THE THREE WOMEN...WHO ARE OFFICIALLY PUBLIC ENEMIES...NUMBER ONE! TWO! AND THREE! …. I didn't know their names before last night...but now, I'm NEVER gonna forget them! …. Rosely Reigns! Beth Drollins! Diane Ditzbrose! Welcome to the big time, gals! But last night, you stole, from the BIG DOG! -cheers- And you...are going to have to suffer the CONSEQUENCES! GET YOUR ASSES..OUT HERE!

-The crowd could not cheer any more, as Lightning Dust lowers the mic away from her mouth, the vein in her neck bulging, as her face looks completely rabid. She is ready to tear some serious ass-

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

Lightning: -pacing around the ring frantically, yelling out towards the crowd- COME OOOOOOONNNNN!

*Only perfection around…* -like a Home Run given up at a home Baseball team's stadium, those massive cheers turn into massive boos at the drop of a dime-

Vultarian: Oh goody. It's the general manager of Lunacy, Luna.

Overdrive: Yay. And Star Swirlinaitis, as well.

Vultarian: Indeed.

-Luna and Swirlinaitis stand on the stage, each with a mic-

Luna: My, my, Lightning Dust...you never lose your eagerness...barging out here when Twilight Sparkle is dealing with family affairs, and now wasting even more TV time on your pathetic woes…-the crowd sends even more boos Luna's way. Luna seems unfazed by it, as Swirlinaitis gives her a cheesy smile-

Crowd: FUCK YOU, LUNA! FUCK YOU, LUNA! FUCK YOU, LUNA! FUCK YOU, LUNA!

Luna: ...Nonetheless, your request for yet ANOTHER title shot...has been signed off on. Personally, I think you've had enough rematches by now…-boos- but Twilight DOES get the final say, because she IS the champion…

Swirlinaitis: Also! We've noticed that the fans DO seem quite excited with the concept of Twilight vs Lightning III...and that means that the match is BEST...for BUSINESS. -Swirlinaitis, gives a thumbs up towards the crowd, never losing his smile-

Luna: Precisely! Not to mention the fact that we have the UTMOST FAITH in Twilight Sparkle to retain her title in 4 weeks at Last Reckoning…..of course, this is all just speculation, Lightning…-Lightning gives a confused look in the ring- I mean, there's always the chance that you could…-she looks at Swirlinaitis- not make it to the match at all….-she then looks behind Lightning, towards the announce table. Lightning averts her eyes that way as well, and she can see the three women who cost her the Eternal Womens championship standing at the top of the stairwell. They all are in their all black getup from last night-

Vultarian: Oh my.

Overdrive: Wow. Lightning Dust is in trouble.

-Lightning dust leans on the top rope, inviting the women to come down to the ring. She isn't intimidated in the slightest. Ditzbrose leads the charge, followed by Drollins, and then Reigns. As they reach the bottom, they all inch through the opening by the timekeeper's area. Lightning Dust moves to the center of the ring, as Luna and Swirlinaitis exit the stage with satisfied smirks-

-Without a waste in motion, Reigns moves to the side of the that Lightning Dust is facing. Ditzbrose goes to the side of the ring behind Lightning, and Drollins goes to the side of the ring in front of the commentator's table. Lightning Dust isn't sure who to look at now, so she steps back to the side of the ring where no one is standing, so she can get a good look at all of them just by tilting her head or looking straight ahead.

At the same time, all three women step on their respective apron. They all are staring a hole through Lightning Dust. Lightning removes the hood from her head, and takes a few steps forward. She is looking at Dizbrose, which gives Drollins the perfect opportunity to step through the ropes. Lightning doesn't fall for this, however, and she rushes towards Drollins, clubbering her with a clothesline to the back, sending her tumbling into the ring. Ditzbrose enters the ring now, and is tackled by Lightning, who rains down punches on her. Last to enter is Reigns, who shoves Lightning off of Ditzbrose

Lightning quickly makes it to her feet, and levels Reigns, who is rushing at her with a roundhouse kick to the side of the head. This sends Reigns out to the floor below after she slides out to avoid more punishment. The crowd cheers, as Lightning looks to deliver more of just that. She looks ahead at Reigns, and then behind her. She runs back, bouncing off of the ropes, but as she looks to dive outside, she is distracted by Beth Drollins, who is flying in the air at her. Lightning is dropped to the mat with a springboard Flying Knee right to her cranium by Drollins, who is obviously the high flyer of this group-

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

-DItzbrose and Drollins work together to shove Lightning out of the ring by their boots. Reigns is up now, and approaches the announce table-

Reigns: LET'S DO IT AGAIN, BOYS! -she yells to Overdrive and Vultarian, as she picks up the announce table cover and SLIDES it clean off. While she begins taking off the necessary parts of the announce table, Ditzbrose has mounted Lightning on her back, sending elbow after elbow to her back and neck. Drollins is next to her, stomping away ferociously. Like a pack of feral dogs.

Once she is done rearranging the announce table, Reigns comes over to "help." Drollins moves over a smudge, and Ditzbrose slides down Lightning's body a bit, punching her in the kidneys as Reigns gets on her knees, and begins to deliver forearm blows to Lightning's back. The crowd boos.

After a few more moments of the beatdown, Reigns moves to the side of the announce table-

Reigns: -announcing- GET HER UP! -Ditzbrose and Drollins comply by wrapping their arms around Lightning's shoulders

Ditzbrose: PICK HER UP! -as she and Drollins

Reigns: GET HER UP! -Drollins and Ditzbrose begin dragging Lightning to Reigns, who pumps both of her arms in a downward motion- LET'S GO! -Drollins and Ditzbrose are now in the position they crave, to the side of the announce table. Deja Vu begins to take its course as Reigns backs up a few- TWO TIMES!

-Reigns makes the "give her to me" motion as Drollins and Ditzbrose each lift up Lightning using their hands to each lift up one of her thighs. Lightning's legs are wrapped around Reigns' shoulders. She is clearly the powerhouse of the group, though she shares the weight of Lightning with Drollins and Ditzbrose, as they look to triple powerbomb Lightning Dust through the announce table for the second night in a row-

-The crowd is alive with cheers again, however, as Rarity bum-rushes to make the save. She jumps at all three of the rookies, Reigns specifically, taking her, them, and Lightning to the floor-

Vultarian: It's Rarity.

Overdrive: Wow.

-Rarity picks up Drollins, and runs to the barricade on the right, throwing her into it. Ditzbrose tries to get the jump on her, but Rarity counters with a kick to the gut. She grabs ahold of Ditzbrose, and runs launches her into the barricade on the left side. She is about ready to deal with Reigns, but when she turns around, she is met with a thunderous Spear, executed by the juggernaut herself.

Reigns lets out a primal, warrior-like yell, which the crowd boos at. She then turns towards the announce table to see the image of Lightning Dust leaping at her. Lightning had jumped off of the announce table in an attempt to get rid of Reigns. Reigns, however, catches her, and then slams her back first into the ringpost.

By this point, Drollins and Ditzbrose have recovered. And while hurt, they position Rarity as they had Lightning before. The result is different, however. No one comes out to save Rarity in time. She is triple powerbomed through the announced table with SUCH VELOCITY! The table implodes on impact, and we get a lengthy shot of her on the rubble, her chest heaving.

We see the face of Beth Drollins, grimacing, but meticulous. Reigns has her back turned to the camera, as she runs a hand through her hair. Ditzbrose looks off into the distance, probably in her own world, ruled by carnage.

Finally, before anymore damage can be done, Twilight runs to ringside to only minor cheers. Ditzbrose, Drollins, and Reigns aren't going to stick around this time, though. They move out into the crowd, their job done for the night. Twilight stops at Lightning first, since she is closest-

Lightning: -Holding the small of her back- RRRRGGGHHH! Don't worry about me! Worry about her! -she points at Rarity, who hasn't moved a muscle since being put through the table. Twilight looks like she is about to object, but she knows by now how stubborn Lightning is. Hating her doesn't help, either. She rushes to Rarity's side, and leans down towards her. She feels her face with both hands, slightly shaking it-

Twilight: Rarity! Can you hear me?

Crowd: YOU'RE TOO LATE! YOU'RE TOO LATE! YOU'RE TOO LATE! YOU'RE TOO LATE!

-Lightning Dust is now also at Rarity's side. She takes a quick look at her, and then scowls at Twilight viscously-

Lightning: WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?!

Twilight: I was talking to Luna and Swirlinaitis! I was telling them I don't need their "faith." I had no idea this was going on in the arena, I swear!

Lightning: Well, GLAD YOU COULD MAKE IT!

-Twilight gets to her feet, breathing heavily. She looks like she is about to blow-

Lightning: Now's not the time to burst, Sparkle…-the paramedics arrive at ringside with a stretcher. Twilight and Lightning step back to let them move Rarity out of the rubble and place her on the stretcher. Unfortunately, this means Lightning and Twilight have to stand next to each other. All they can do with that time is look at each other. Lightning glares at Twilight, while Twilight frowns-

Twilight: I'm sorry, Lightning…

Lightning: That's what your brother said before he "stabbed you in the back"...I'm just waiting for the part when you do that to me…

Twilight: Never…..never….

-Fluttershy even comes to ringside. She is crying by the side of the stretcher as Rarity is wheeled up the ramp by medical personnel. Twilight and Lightning trail behind, Twilight with her head hung low, and Lightning with her fists balled up. She refuses medical attention and demands everything is focused on Rarity. We cut to commercial-

-Back from commercial, we see Rarity being put into an ambulance. Fluttershy climbs in with her to accompany her to the hospital. A trainer also enters, and shuts the doors. The sirens start going off, as the ambulance soon rides away. We can hear it as we now see the backs of Lightning and Twilight-

Lightning: Yet another crisis averted thanks to Twilight Sparkle!

Twilight: Stop stirring the pot! I didn't know you and Rarity were getting attacked!

Lightning: Some friend you are...also, I'm not stirring the pot. If there IS a pot, though, it's going to blow up in your face in 4 weeks….

Twilight: I said I was sorr-

Lightning: What are you doing standing here talking to me?! GO TO THE HOSPITAL WITH YOUR FRIEND!

Twilight: I will later! Fluttershy will watch over her right now...she's just the friend Rarity needs…

Lightning: Yeah. She's a lot better than you. -Lightning Dust walks off, leaving Twilight to turn back. Twilight's mouth is open, as she yanks at her hair. The scene ends with Twilight's hair a mess as she looks at the ground, wondering what to do-

-In the ring is EGO. Fleur De Lis is in the middle, with Fancy Pants on the left, and Gustave on the right. They each are wearing their coveted championship belt around their waist-

*Now trending on Twitter: Fluttershy, Yay, Rosely Reigns, Lightning Dust*

Vultarian: EGO is in the ring, and they look like they are going to address the crowd.

Overdrive: We have no announce table.

Vultarian: Indeed.

Fancy Pants: Last night...myself, and Gustave Le Grand, once again proved our SUPERIORITY over the tag team division in the EWF…

Gustave: Yes, yes. No team has beaten us yet! Ve are above each and every one of ze tag teams on not only Lunacy, but Sublime as vell….in EVERY. WAY. IMAGINABLE.

Fancy: And even though the LOVELY Fleur De Lis could not obtain a victory…-the camera zooms in on Fleur, who poses, earning cheers from at least the male fans. She ceases posing as Fancy continues to talk- EGO once again PROVED, why we are TRULY...the most DOMINANT FORCE...in all of tag team wrestling. And we will continue to do so, forever mo-

-Fancy is cut off as the lights in the arena are turned off, darkening the arena entirely-

?: Ladies, and gentlemen..you are now BACK! IN. THE MIX. With that young go-hard... ...Z! -the basketball horn sounds off, as the lone light in the arena is the spotlight on DJ Z, formerly known as Zema Ion. His hairstyle is still spiky, but now it is spiked to the side at the front, highlighted yellow. The top spikes are highlighted green, and are even spikier than before. The back of his hair is also spiked, and colored blonde- BERPBERPBERPBERRRRPPPPP! -he mimics as the air horn sounds off again- And it is my HONOR, to introduce to you ONCE AGAIN. Back from his tour across the vast valleys of Equestria...NE. OOOOOOOONNNN..LIIIIIIGHHHHHTTTSSSSS! BERPBERPBERPBERRRRPPPPP!

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

DJ Z: MAKE SOME NOOOOOOIIIISSSEEEEEE!

-As the beat drops, Neon Lights emerges from the curtain, and runs down the ramp to bro-fist DJ Z. They enter the ring, DJ Z bowing to Fleur De Lis, who turns away in disgust. DJ Z grabs a mic for him and Neon Lights, and stands in front of EGO, who look absolutely disturbed at what had just transpired-

Fancy Pants: Wh-...where do I start?

Neon Lights: I'll start for you. THE MIX, by the way, is the tag team division...and me and DJ Z are OFFICIALLY thrusting ourselves into that mix!

-All of EGO begins laughing, which Neon and DJ Z suspected, as they can only smirk in response-

Fancy: -wiping away a tear- I'm-...I'm sorry, just who ARE you two uncultured ninnies anyway?

Neon Lights: …..Cute. Really cute. You'd figure that, ya know, being the champions n' all, you would be scouting ALL of your competition...ALL OF IT.

Fancy: Well, sorry to say, but you two boys don't look to be much competition from the looks of it….

Neon: Would you like us to prove you wrong? -the crowd suddenly turns in the favor of NION Lights-

DJ Z: Scratch that! DEAD WROOOOOONG!

Gustave: Let me get these straight...you want to challenge US?

Neon: How 'bout you get that eclair outta your ears and listen up a bit? Yeah, we want your titles! Isn't that simple enough?

Fancy: -after another fit of laughter from EGO- F-first off...it doesn't rightly matter just WHO you two are..you NEVER interrupt EGO when EGO is talking!

Neon: Quit talking in third person. You're Fancy Pants, and you're Gustave Le Grand, and that grenade is Fleur De Lis…

Fancy: Grenade? Wh-what does that mean?

DJ Z: It means she's the ugly chick always around the group of hotties. KNOW WHAT I MEAN? BERPBERPBERPBERRRRPPPPP!

Fancy: -as Fleur's mouth drops in shock and disgust- STOP THAT THIS INSTANT! THAT IS VERY ANNOYING!

Neon: ….Fine then. Let's all just start the talking, and allow me and Z to PROVE ourselves to you, oh guardians of the gate….

Gustave: -as he and Fancy look behind Neon and DJ Z, smirking- ...Not today, boys…

-Neon and DJ Z take the hint, and turn around to see Snips and Snails entering the ring. The two slimy competitors take down DJ Z and Neon Lights simultaneously as EGO exits the ring at once. Neon and DJ Z quickly overtake Snips and Snails, though, as DJ Z hits a hurricanrana on Snips, while Neon Lights decides to do a simple dropkick on Snails. They are both basic moves, but are effective as they take SLIME out of the ring.

DJ Z pumps up the crowd, which they begin cheering for, as Neon Lights leans over the ropes, challenging Snips and Snails to re-enter the ring. A referee runs down to make it official-

Overdrive: Wow.

Vultarian: Why not have a match? They are all already out here.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-We go to commercial with Snips and Snails frustratingly looking in the ring at their opponents, who they will face off against when the commercial break is over-

-Coming back from commercial, the bell is rung right off the bat, as Snips and Neon Lights begin to lock up-

Main Event: SLIME vs DJ Z & Neon Lights

Vultarian: An impromptu match here on Lunacy.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-6 minutes later-

-DJ Z grabs the neck of Snails and brings it down onto the top ring rope, causing Snails to grab at his throat and cough. Snips tries to run at DJ Z on the apron, because he's on their side, but DJ Z kicks Snips' legs out and makes him fall to the floor-

DJ Z: BERPBERPBERPBERRRRPPPPP!

-DJ Z then connects with a Slingshot Corkscrew Splash on Snails from out of the ring into the ring. The crowd claps at his agility-

*1…...2….-Snails kicks out at two and a half-

Vultarian: Impressive by DJ Z.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-10 minutes later-

-Snips grabs DJ Z from behind, as Snails scales the top turnbuckle. Snips lifts him up for the German Suplex, but DJ Z reverses by getting loose of Snips' grip and landing on his feet behind him.

Snails becomes wobbly on the top rope. DJ Z shoves Snips into the turnbuckle Snails is standing on. The impact of Snips against the turnbuckle sends Snails crashing crotch first on the top. The crowd "OOOOHHHH"s as Neon Lights calmly walks across the other side of the ring on the apron, and shoves Snails down to the floor.

Snips turns around, woozy, and is rolled up by DJ Z with a small package-

*1…..2…...3!* -Snips is caught off guard as the bell rings. Snails rushes the ring to take out DJ Z, but he has already rolled out of the ring at this point. Neon Lights jumps off the apron to meet up with him for a celebratory bro-hug-

Madden: Here are YOUR WINNERRRS! NEON LIGHTS! AND D. JAAAAAAAAYYYYYY...Z!

-The crowd cheers at the out-of-nowhere win. Fancy and Gustave share a look at ringside of "not bad." Meanwhile, in the ring, Snips and Snails look dumbfounded as usual about their loss-

Overdrive: Wow. A nice win by NION Lights.

Vultarian: Indeed. That's sure to put EGO on notice.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-We go to commercial once more with DJ Z and Neon Lights celebrating. DJ Z even gets some fans to mimic the Basketball goal sound with him, as Neon Lights touches the top of his spiky hair. DJ Z sticks his tongue out and does the "we're gonna be champs BRO" hand gesture to EGO as Neon Lights wraps an arm around his shoulder, a smirk on his face after his triumphant return to Lunacy-

*Commercial*

-We are back on Lunacy, met with the everlasting scowl of Bill Nyeker. His "classroom" is set up in the ring, the apple on his desk shinier than before-

*Now trending on Twitter: Neon Lights, DJ Z*

Nyeker: Class...is in SESSION! -he perks up, as the crowd boos- BE QUIET! Phones off, Chromebooks closed. EYES. ON. ME. -more boos- …..It has been ONE MONTH, since I enrolled all of you abhorrent abnormalities...into my classroom, to begin our JOURNEY OF ENLIGHTENMENT, in hopes of saving what precious innocence is left of this….a nation without GUIDANCE! A nation without SOVEREIGNTY! Knowledge! Is the key to all things grandiose, and who better than I, BILL NYEKER! The Duke of Decency! The Lord of Literacy! The Beacon of Light in a Harbor of Iniquity! To bestow all of its enchantment...upon you…I am your professor and YOU! You are my guinea pigs! For I know, if I cannot save you ignoramuses' slowly wavering intelligence, then I am a failure not only as a teacher, but also as a pile of cells. Fear not, my loyal leeches! William Nyeker has never met a student that he couldn't MOLD into perfection, and that shan't end at this juncture! Now, class, get out your paper and writing utensil, and turn to page 1-

*Ehehehe….everybody come see the greatest show…* -no reaction whatsoever-

Nyeker: WHAT?! NO! NOT AGAIN! NO!

-As Bill Nyeker throws a fit in the middle of his classroom, The Oddities make their way onto the stage, and do their stupid dance which I do not care to type out the theatrics because in all honesty I don't give a fuck about any of these characters but Midnight Strike. Of course she doesn't dance and walks to the ring with a purpose-

-The Oddities enter the ring, as Bill Nyeker slightly leans against his table-

Nyeker: NO! NOT AGAIN! I WILL NOT ALLOW INTERRUPTIONS AGAIN! GET OUT GET OUT!

Dance Fever: Eh..ya don't remember us, daddy?

Nyeker: I AM NOT YOUR FATHER! -rubs his temples- Yes….yes OF COURSE I remember you...I was apart of your squadron not too long ago….but then I realized that I am better than EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU! And that the line of work I would be assuming in my classroom would be remembered FAR LONGER than jittering to the ring like a MISCREANT MISFIT! Now, I have never denied to teach ANYBODY...until now. So, if you would be so kind...LE-

-Nyeker is cut off by Clip Clop, the powerhouse of the Oddities, picking up Nyeker and lifting him above his head. The crowd still could not care less as Clip Clop Gorilla press slams Bill Nyeker through his own desk. Now THAT gets a pop-

Overdrive: Wow.

Vultarian: Indeed. The Oddities at least show that they have a good memory.

Overdrive: I totally forgot who these guys were.

Vultarian: Me too.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-The Oddities stand over Bill Nyeker's prone body, as his tongue luls out of his mouth. Clip Clop is at the front, with Dance Fever to his right, and Hugh Jelly to his left. Midnight Strike stands behind Hugh, her arm on his shoulder. All 4 of them have a look of vengeance in their eyes-

Vultarian: Class dismissed?

Overdrive: Yeah. -the timekeeper rings the bell- Whoa.

*EWF: Final Reckoning promo check your local listings*

-Back live in the Asylum, we see a king sized black and red bed in the ring. Madden stands in front of it-

Madden: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome...Shining Armor -the booing begins-..and the CRATER. CHICK CHAMPIIIIOOON…...SUNSET! SHIMMEEERRR!

*And now….it's all over now…* -BOONAMI- (that's a tsunami made of boos for you plebs)

-Sunset Shimmer and Shining Armor enter the arena. Sunset is wearing black and red lingerie with a plain black skirt and black boots with noticeable fishnets on her legs, while Shining Armor is wearing jeans, and a white t-shirt with a black jacket over it.

Shining dips Sunset on the ramp, and they almost kiss, but it was just a tease as they walk to the ring-

Crowd: SUNSLUT SHIMMER! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* SUNSLUT SHIMMER! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* SUNSLUT SHIMMER! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

-Sunset and Shining ignore the fans as Shining slides into the ring, and soon holds the ropes open for Sunset, who is holding the Crater Chick championship around her shoulder. They both grab mics a bit forcefully and stand in front of the bed-

Sunset: I am AWESOME. -Shining nods as he puts an arm around Sunset, the fans booing profusely- I have done some serious BIDNESS, here in the EWF….I am the Crater Chick champion, -she and Shining glances at her glorious title- I was undefeated last month in in-ring competition, and now….I've got the HOTTEST man in the EWF, by my side….-more boos-

Shining: And I've got the hottest WOMAN by my side…-they both smirk seductively-

Sunset: And now….this show is my OYSTER! I RUN IT! -boos- Now some would ask….how can this..-she points at herself, and then at Shining- made possible? Shining's a DEVOTED boyfriend to the end! He is at Cadance's beck and call! He would move MOUNTAINS for her! -Shining rolls his eyes and shakes his head as he looks off into the distance- PFF-Hahaha! Don't buy into that SHIT...it sounds like a cheesy Hollywood script! I didn't brainwash Shining Armor….our love….is from the heart...and it's been under wraps longer than you'd think…

Shining: -nods- Cadance...when I was at the hospital, and got a phone call, I told you it was Filthy Rich, when really...it was Sunset….calling to check up on me….-boos-

Sunset: Shining told me you were calling him up to that hospital for EVERY. LITTLE. THING! It was interfering with his profession….not that you cared, though. It was always about YOU, Cadance….meanwhile, I can take care of myself. -smiles- I'll be taking care of Shining Armor from now on...he DESERVES a girl that'll do that for him…-boos, as Shining nuzzles Sunset's cheek-

Shining: It's like Sunny told me over a month ago….she's a REAL WOMAN. Cadance is WEAK, and NEEDY, and BOSSY! And it was driving me CRAZY! And Sunset….-he looks at her with lust- Sunset is just soooo MESMERIZING! Every word she said...I drank in...and in her head, it was all just mind games….but little did she know...that she was completely RIGHT, and I. Was. Hooked. The way she DOMINATES not just Cadance, but ALL her opponents in this ring just drives me WILD. And when she put that steel chair in between Cadance's leg, and I heard that bone CRACK! …..I knew I had found the woman of my dreams…

*Now trending on Twitter: Bill Nyeker*

Sunset: -giggles- You could never satisfy Shining, Cadance...he knew this, but every time he tried to look for something better, replays of your shrill voice echoed throughout his skull….luckily for him...my words are stronger than yours...IT'S NOT BRAINWASHING! It's hitting the right emotions, at the RIGHT time...and never was Shining more fed up with you Cadance...then by the time I got to him…

Shining: I'm so glad you got to me….

Sunset: So am I, baby….what did I get out of this, though? 6 years with Flash Sentry? Why throw it all away? HA! It was pretty clear that I wore the pants in our relationship….I walked over that man so much that you can literally see MY FOOTPRINTS. I think that's PATHETIC….I need a man who has a set...a man who refuses to carry my purse….I talked Flash into killing his friendship with Shining in an attempt to make a new man out of him! It worked for a while….he still was my bitch, which I was hoping he wouldn't start calling himself...which he did..but he had a whole new attitude! It was REALLY sexy….I was about ready to call up Shining and tell him to fuck off, but then...last week. I told Flash to make an impact in that tag team match with Rumble...it was the chance for him to step up his game, show people that he had arrived. He got the pinfall in the match….but he got laid out, like a PUNK. I knew then...what must be done…

Shining: So we both DROPPED those loads off of our backs!

Sunset: Exactly...and that's the biggest thing me and Shining have in common: ... we're WINNERS. I'm a champion, and he's SOON to be a champion, because by virtue of his victory over the WEAK link of the BroMans on Sunday...in 4 weeks at Final Reckoning, MY MAN will face the Carnage Champion, Rumble, for his title! -boos-

Shining: And with Sunset's...heh, pre-match warm-up techniques….I am guaranteed to win…

Sunset: And that brings us to TONIGHT….naturally, I retained my championship last night at Retribution...and that brings me to my next point. You people probably think that..Shining and I went back to the hotel last night and maybe, performed some sexual gymnastics...well no, we didn't! We ABSTAINED...we saved ourselves...for TONIGHT. Because the Crater Chick champion wanted to celebrate HER way...with LIVE...unbridled...torrid….mad, passionate SEX...LIVE! Right here on Lunacy…-Sunset and Shining look at the camera with sultry looks as many fans whistle- Because I wanted to PROVE to the WORLD...that NOBODY...can pleasure MY man...like ME. And so, with the seal of approval of the WONDERFUL Luna and Swirlinaitis...Cadance...Flash...eat your hearts out…

-Some 80's porn music plays, with a sassy saxophone and some powerful drums. Some random black guy is sensually saying "Yeah, yeah" over and over in the background-

Overdrive: O-oh….

Vultarian: This is quite...revolutionary…

Overdrive: What's the hashtag going to be for this?

Vultarian: …#ImSpeechless

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Shining and Sunset are about to embrace-

Shining: Hold up…-Shining kneels down to take off his shoes. He flings them into the crowd and then rips off his socks. He then shoves Sunset onto the bed, which she licks her lips at, and kneels down to take off one of her boots. He throws her boot to the side, and begins to lap at her foot, protected by a fishnet, but that sure won't stop him. Sunset grins wickedly as Shining bites a part of the fishnet with his teeth, stretching it back. He sucks on her toes for a few more seconds, and looks to take off her other boot…-

*It seems you're waiting for nothing…* -EPIC AMOUNT OF CHEERS SHUT UP NO TIME TO CLEVERLY DESCRIBE-

-Shining immediately lets go of Sunset's boot, as he falls on his ass in shock. Sunset jumps off of the bed, picking up her previously tossed aside boot as Cadance enters the arena. She points at both of them accusingly, and then bum-rushes the ring in rage, the fans still going nuts.

Cadance slides into the ring, and takes down Sunset. She begins swinging both fists at her wildly. Sunset does her best to block most of them. Shining comes up from behind and YANKS Cadance off of Sunset, causing the crowd to majorly boo again. Cadance struggles to break free of his grip as Sunset picks up her boot once again. She swings it at Cadance, but Cadance breaks free at the last second, Sunset's boot clobbering Shining in the dome. Sunset puts her arms on Shining's shoulders as he grabs his head in pain. She turns around and is whacked in the head with her championship by Cadance.

Cadance looks on at Shining with absolute hatred. Shining covers his head to avoid getting hit there with the Crater Chick championship, but Cadance instead smacks the title into his dick, which the crowd insanely "OHHHHH"s at. Cadance then kicks him out of the ring as he holds his groin in pain.

Cadance: I HATE YOU! -she then drops the title, and turns back to Sunset, who is wobbly making her way to her feet once again. Cadance fastly walks over and rocks Sunset with The Love Affair! Cadance falls to her knees after executing her finisher. She walks over to the bed, and proceeds to completely flip it-

Crowd: CA-DANCE! CA-DANCE! CA-DANCE! CA-DANCE!

-Cadance grabs the Crater Chick championship, and places it over Sunset's prone body-

Vultarian: Wow. Cadance is back.

Overdrive: Yeah.

-Cadance begins tearing apart the pillows that were on the bed as we go off the air, her hair a mess-

Match Results:

Diamond Tiara, Turf, and Silver Spoon defeated Scootaloo and Berry Punch by pinfall (12:13)
Lyra and Bon Bon defeated Flitter and Cloudchaser (6:31)
Damien Sandow defeated Gizmo by pinfall (9:24)
Fluttershy defeated Twist by pinfall (3:51)
Neon Lights and DJ Z defeated SLIME by pinfall (16:38)

Matches announced for Final Reckoning:

Twilight Sparkle vs Lightning Dust - Eternal Womens Championship
Shining Armor vs Rumble - Carnage Championship