*Flash Sentry's locker room*

-Flash gets up from the ground after doing a slew of clap pushups, as Silver Shill's shaky frame inhabits his area-

-Flash smiles, and extends his fist for Silver to bump it. Silver clearly isn't thinking clearly, so Flash gets his attention by whistling-

Silver: O-oh...h-hey Flash….-he brings his fist to Flash's-

Flash: I understand why you're worried, pal. I mean, I know that ring is probably the last place in the world you want to be right now…

Silver: You could say that again…

Flash: But you're the guy that TRICKED Shining Armor and his cronies. You had to have seen this coming.

Silver: I...guess I didn't think it through very well…

Flash: Well, regardless, you've pissed him off now. -Silver frowns, but Flash puts a hand on his shoulder- But don't worry. Shining isn't as tough as he looks. He's only putting on an aggressive performance so Sunset will show him some aggression in bed. -Silver chuckles- Trust me, I was doing the same thing.

Silver: I suppose it's a good thing you're my partner, then...since you seem to know him so well.

Flash: You're damn right! I'm the best partner you could possibly have! But don't lose faith in YOURSELF. You've BEAT Shining Armor, and hell, you've BEATEN that she-demon, too!

Silver: I have?

Flash: Absolutely! She came to you last week with her low-riding top and her laser red lipstick that she only wears when she feels extra home-wreckery, and in the end, you didn't give him. You gave me that cold stick of righteousness so I could BASH the piss out of those 3 creeps! You didn't think with your dick, you thought LOGICALLY, and most men don't do that after being visited by Sunset. Hell, you did something I COULDN'T do for a long time...about...6 years.

Silver: I was still taking swimming lessons 6 years ago…

Flash: Well tonight, you don't need to worry about getting caught in the deep end. It may seem like we're swimming with sharks, but really, we're gonna be mixing it up with a pair of clownfishes! Last week, you were FEARLESS! You've got all the guts in the world, Silver Shill….you saved my ass last week, and tonight, I'm gonna do the same. And THIS time, it's 100 percent because it's the RIGHT. THING. TO DO! Let's go!

Silver: Al….-suddenly gains a burst of confidence, thanks in part to Flash's encouragement- ALRIGHT! -the crowd cheers, as Flash and Silver walk out of the locker room shoulder to shoulder, as Lunacy's theme song hits-

*The beautiful people...OOOOHHHH!*

-FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE FIRE FIR EEF RIRE FIRE RIE RIFIEIRIF RIEIR FIR IRJEIIE work-

Vultarian: Greetings. I am Vultarian.

Overdrive: And I am Overdrive.

Vultarian: Final Reckoning is quickly approaching.

Overdrive: Yeah. I can't wait.

Vultarian: Neither can I.

Overdrive: Okay let's get started with exciting action.

Vultarian: Indeed.

*And now...it's all over now…* -This is BOO-tiful-

Madden: The following INTERGENDER TAG TEAM MAAATCH..is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing FIRST! At a COMBINED WEIGHT, of 383 POOOUNDS! Shining Armor, and the CRATER CHIIIIIIICK CHAMPIIOONN….SUNSSSEEEEETT..SHIMMEERRRR!

-Shining slides into the ring, and humps the mat as Sunset walks up the steps. Shining licks his lips, and gets on his knees as Sunset approaches him. Shining places both of his hands on her back, and rakes his tongue up her stomach, stopping at her lips and then switching it to a full-fledged makeout session-

Crowd: GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! GET A ROOM! -these chants soon twist into chants of "SUNSLUT SHITTER," but neither Shining nor Sunset could care less as they continue to swap spit, even as…-

*Flash!...AHAAAAA!* -The cheers are alive once again. I almost typed "olives" where alive was whoa what is happening-
Madden: Aaaand THEIR OPPONENTS! At a COMBINED WEIGHT, of 399 POOOUNDS! SILVER SHILL! And FLASH! SEEENTRRRRYYYY!

-Flash leads Silver, who has his chest puffed out to the ring. He enters it and pushes Shining away from Sunset, breaking up their pre-match spitake-

Flash: -pointing at Sunset- You never kissed ME like that!

Sunset: Because you're not HALF the man that Shining is! In fact…-Sunset looks past Flash's shoulder. Flash also turns around to see Silver Shill with his fists balled up. But the glare of Sunset makes his head droop a bit- Your PARTNER is even more of a man than you…-she winks at Silver, who now backs up against the ropes-

Flash: Leave him out of this!

Sunset: It's so cute that you're playing babysitter now…-after a pause, Sunset rears back and looks to rock Flash with the same slap that sent Fluttershy tumbling last week. Flash, however, catches it. Sunset eeks in surprise as Flash gains a wicked grin on his face.

Shining tries to knock Flash away from Sunset, but Flash was definitely ready for it, as he catches Shining's hand with his other hand-

Flash: You two like being up close and personal with each other? ...Well I'd hate to ruin a good thing! -Flash pulls both of his hands together, causing Sunset and Shining's chest to collide. Shining falls to the mat while Sunset rolls out of the ring and crashes to the outside floor.

Silver walks over the high fives Flash, and then exits the ring so playtime can begin. The bell rings-

Match 1: Sunset Shimmer and Shining Armor vs Flash Sentry and Silver Shill

-6 minutes later-

-Flash grabs ahold of Shining's arm, and out of the corner of his eye actually notices that Silver Shill is stretching his hand out in hopes of a tag. Flash looks out at the crowd, and then points at Silver. Silver looks at the abundance of people behind him, and they respond with an abundance of cheers-

Crowd: SIL-VER SHILL! SIL-VER SHILL! SIL-VER SHILL! SIL-VER SHILL!

-Flash wrenches Shining's arm, and moves to the corner. He extends his other hand, to which Silver slaps for a rousing ovation. Flash elbows Shining in the back of the head before leaving the ring as Silver scales the ropes, albeit wobbly. Silver measures Shining, and then dives off of the top rope with a dropkick! That misses….the crowd goes silent as Silver flops onto the mat belly first. Shining quickly knocks Flash off of the apron, and runs over to tag Sunset with a grin-

Overdrive: Oh man.

Vultarian: Indeed.

-Sunset methodically enters the ring, and literally crawls up to Silver, as he hasn't moved at all. Flash and Shining are brawling outside the ring, and soon make it into the crowd. Sunset grabs hold of Silver's arms, and pulls him back to the middle of the ring. She then stands over his back, and grabs both legs, wrenching them back and sitting on his back, going back to basics with an Boston Crab. That enough backs for ya?

Silver usually doesn't lift more than his microphone, so he has no chance of getting out. He ultimately taps out, as the bell rings with uber boos ringing out as well-

Madden: Here are YOUR WINNERS, by SUBMISSION! Shining Armor, and SUNSEEETTT...SHIMMEEERRR!

-Sunset isn't quite comfortable with the victory, as she continues to wrench the hold. The referee has to nearly push her off of Silver. Finally, Sunset lets go-

Sunset: -turning to the ref- You're lucky I'm in a good mood, or I could get you FIRED. -Sunset walks over to Silver's arms again, and begins yanking on them, soon stopping at the ropes. Sunset exits the ring, and pulls Silver out onto the floor. Shining appears from the crowd, and runs over to Silver. He picks him up, putting one of his hands over his mouth, and using the other hand to tuck Silver's arm behind his back. He begins to backpedal up the steps, with Sunset walking by his side.

Flash now emerges from the crowd, falling to the mat. He crawls by the stage, and his jaw drops as he sees Silver being taken away by his mortal foes-

Flash: SILVER! -Flash begins to sprint up the stage, but he quickly stops in his tracks as Snips and Snails walk out from backstage. They let Sunset and Shining go through, and then begin skulking down to Flash Sentry- GODDAMMIT! -Flash rolls back into the ring- FINE! YOU WANNA GET IN MY WAY?! I'LL JUST HAVE TO TAKE YOU OUT! -the crowd cheers- JUST THE HELL IN HERE!

-Snips and Snails chuckle, and enter the ring, as Flash immediately dives on top of them, hitting them every which way imaginable. He clears enough of a spot to exit the ring, and so he tries to take it, crawling at lightning speed. But Snails, the quicker of SLIME, grabs onto his feet with both hands. Flash tugs at the ring apron in an attempt to chase after his friend, but Snips, the stronger one walks over and helps Snails pull. Snips' strength does Flash in, as he is pulled back into the ring.

Flash begins kicking at his adversaries profusely, but he is ultimately overpowered, as SLIME begins pummeling on Flash, Snips doing the heavy hitting, and Snails on light infantry duty.

Crowd: FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH! FLASH!

-Snips and Snails soon move Flash into a corner. It seems that there is no hope, but the crowd lights up as Rumble appears on the stage. He fast-walks down the ring, and slides in just in time for Snails to make his way over to him. Rumble shows that he isn't here to screw around, as his first order of business is nailing Snails with The Beauty Mark spinning heel kick! The crowd erupts as Snips charges at Rumble with a shoulder tackle, which Rumble counters by hopping over Snips' big frame. Snips collides with the middle turnbuckle, and when he comes to, is also a recipient of the Beauty Mark!

-Rumble looks at Flash, who is sitting in the corner with an eyebrow raised and his mouth agape. With not a hair out of place, Rumble leaves the ring and fast-walks to the backstage area-

Crowd: RUM-BLE! RUM-BLE! RUM-BLE! RUM-BLE! RUM-BLE! RUM-BLE!

-Flash stands up from the corner, walks to the middle of the ring, looks around at the fallen bodies of Snips and Snails, and smirks. He then puts his hands over his head in realization that he may still have time to save Silver Shill from whatever Sunset and Shining have in mind. Flash hauls ass to the backstage area, as a bumper is showed on the screen, hyping our main event for tonight: For the first time EVER, the Eternal Women's Championship will be DEFENDED on Lunacy, as Twilight Sparkle puts her title up for grabs, 6 days away from Final Reckoning...against Flitter, and Cloudchaser...in a triple threat match-

*Commercial*

-Back from the commercial break, Neon Lights and DJ Z are in General Manager Luna's office, conversing with both her and Star Swirlinaitis-

Luna: -looks at Swirlinaitis, who nods his head. Luna smiles- Alright, boys. Both me and Mr. Swirlinaitis see that FIRE in your eyes…

Neon: There's a fire going on in my belly after I ate those bean burritos this afternoon…-Neon belches-

DJ Z: BRO…-gives Neon a "woooooooow" face-...'SCUSE YOU. Here's how you're suppose ta do it! -DJ Z belches along to the tune of his basketball goal sound effect-

Neon: Impressive, impressive!

Swirlinaitis: WOW! How do you do th- -is stopped by a nudge in the side from Luna. He clears his throat- Yes, well….that was uncalled for. But nonetheless, me and General Manager Luna are going to grant you boys your wish. Next week, it will b-

-Swirlinaitis is cut off once again as Snips and Snails walk into the office. They scowl even harder, either because of the pain, or because of who is in the room with them-

Luna: Snips and Snails. Nice to see you drop by.

DJ Z: Yeah! Now how about ya drop DEAD?

Snails: Daaaahhhh be quiet!

Neon Lights: Oh nice comeback. I see we're dealing with the newest incarnation of Langston Hughes!

Snails: Daaaaaaahhh who's thaaat?

DJ Z: ….WHO is that, bro?

Luna: You four can settle down, okay? We can't have you tearing each other apart just yet! You're going to be representing Lunacy this Friday after all, as you four will be pitted against two tag teams from Sublime, in an 8 person elimination tag team match.

DJ Z: What a perfect showcase for the MOVERS and SHAKERS of Lunacy! Neon Lights and D...JAAAAAY Z! BERPBERPBERP- -Swirlinaitis climaxes the sound effect along with DJ Z, earning another jab in the abdomen from Luna-

Snips: We can't team with them! They'll just leave us out there all alone!

Luna: -stern face as she looks at NION Lights- For THEIR sakes, I would hope they don't. I will not accept defeat.

Neon: No need to worry about us, boss.

DJ Z: Yeah. You SHOULD be worrying about if tubby and stubby can carry their weight, 'cause they sure can't carry on an intelligent conversation.

-Swirlinaitis guffaws like a fool, as jab number 3 comes his way-

Snails: Heh heh….tubby.

Snips You! YOU SHUT UP! ST-STUBBY!

DJ Z: See? -turning to Luna- Look at these fools!

Neon Lights: You sure you don't want to assign us NEW partners?

Luna: No. No I don't. I will admit that SLIME is not the brightest- "HEEEEYYY!" Snips and Snails utter- But they understand what being a team player is all about.

Snails: Yaaaaah! Team playeeeerrr! HUH HUH.

Luna: …..hmm. And you four won't need to worry about being on the same page for so long, because next week on Lunacy, you will all be competing in an elimination TORNADO tag team match!

Neon: Hmm...sick.

Luna: Excuse me?

DJ Z: He means that's gonna be ill, miss.

Swirlinaitis: Yeah! Come on, general manager Luna! Learn the lingo of the young crowd…-jab count: 4-

Luna: Now, I can imagine why you are here, Snips. Snails.

Snips: Yeah! If it wasn't for Rumble, we would've squashed Flash!

Snails: Huh huh YEEEAAAHHH! For Sunset we would've squashed Flaaasshh!

Luna: Well this is simple enough. Tonight, I'll give you the opportunity to squash BOTH of them. Snips and Snails will team up to take on Rumble...and Flash Sentry.

Snails: WHOOOOOAAAAAA. Thank you, Luna!

Snips: Yeah! Thank you Luna!

Luna: You're welcome. -She looks at NION Lights, and nods at them-

Neon: Oh. Is that one of those cues your boss usually gives you?

Luna: Yes. It means you are excused from my office.

Neon: -holding up his thumb and index finger in a ring, as well as his middle, ring, and pinky fingers straight- Gotcha. Let's bounce, Z.

DJ Z: Like a trampoline?

Neon: No like a sit and bounce. What do you think, man?

Snails: I like sit and bounces! HUH HUH.

DJ Z: Man would ya get outta the way you raging retard? -Pushes through Snails, who collapses to the floor-

Snails: HEEEEEEEYYYYYYY! I was bounciiinnnggg!

DJ Z: 'Bout to bounce my fist off your skull!

-Luna has a hand on her head, as she soon wipes it down her face-

Swirlinaitis: We're doomed.

-Back in the ring, we hear the "HALLELUJAH" chorus, which can only mean that Damien Sandow is set for action. Two new ladies are accompanying him to ringside as they disrobe him-

Madden: The following contest, is scheduled for ONE FALL! Already in the ring, from PALO ALTO, CALIFORNIA! Weighing in at 247 POOOUNDS! He is, the intellectual SAVIOR of DEM ASSESSSSSSSS! DAMIIIIEEENNN...SAAAANDOOOOOWWW! -Sandow does a cartwheel, and throws his hands into the air, to which the fans cheer immensely-

Sandow: You're WEL-COME!

Crowd: THANK YOU SAN-DOW! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* THANK YOU SAN-DOW! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* THANK YOU SAN-DOW! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

-The crowd chants are cut off, as the sound of a school bell rings viciously, sending the crowd into a booing fit- *CLASS...IS IN SESSION!*

Madden: Aaaand HIS OPPONENT! From CANTERLOT! Weighing in at 227 POOOUNDS! BIIIILLLL...NYEKEEEERRR!

-Bill Nyeker walks to the ring, hitting his ruler against the palm of his hand. He sends scans the crowd for any rulebreakers, and soon runs over to the announce table. He climbs on top of it-

Overdrive: Whoa.

Nyeker: -getting on his knees, and looking at a 17 year old kid who is wearing a Canterlot Cockatrices baseball cap on his head. Nyeker yanks the hat off of the kid's head- NO HATS ALLOWED IN MY CLASSROOM...YOUNG. MAN!

-The kid flips off Bill Nyeker, to which Nyeker responds by slapping the kid across the face with the bill of the hat, the crowd "OOHHHH"ing in the process-

Nyeker: YOU INGRATE! -Nyeker throws the hat on top of the announce table, and stomps on it repeatedly. The crowd boos as Nyeker hands the roughed up hat back to the punk- If I see that on you again….I. WILL. CONFISCATE IT!

-Nyeker hops off of the announce table backwards, and finally enters the ring-

Nyeker: We meet AGAIN, SANDOW!

Sandow: Picking on kids now, Nyeker? That's low, even for you….

Nyeker: I'm not PICKING on him, I'm SAVING him from a life of attitude! You will NEVER understand why I do the things I do!

Sandow: You're right. Otherwise, I'd be a total DOUCHEBAG.

Nyeker: I am not at ALL involved in the process of vaginal irrigation!

Sandow: God you're so literal…

Match 2: Damien Sandow vs Bill Nyeker

-11 minutes later-

-Sandow executes his roll-through Russian legsweep, and then puts his arm out to the side. As he looks at his arm, Nyeker pops up to his feet and grabs hold of Sandow's arm, driving it down onto both of his knees as he falls to the mat.

Nyeker then applies a Kimura armlock, and begins stretching Sandow's arms out to the side, like he had tried to just do with his patented Cubito Aequet elbow drop. After 18 seconds, Sandow taps out. The bell rings and Nyeker lets go of the hold, kicking Sandow's leg away from him-

Madden: Here is YOUR WINNER, by SUBMISSION! BIIILLL...NYEKEEERRR!

-Nyeker refuses the touch of the referee, and pulls out the erases from the pockets of his sweater vest. He slams them together-

Nyeker: Class DISMIIIISSSEEDDD! -The crowd boos as Nyeker exits the ring. He walks up to Sandow's valets, and wipes all of the excess chalk from the erasers onto their revealing dresses. The women cough, as Nyeker exclaims- White looks good on you! They should call you "ladies of the WHITE." -Nyeker gives a hearty chuckle, before glancing over at the kid with the cap behind the announce table. He isn't wearing it. In fact, he looks around from Bill Nyeker in both shame and fear. Nyeker rubs the two erasers together like you would with your hands after a job well done, and begins to walk up the ramp as Damien Sandow continues to writhe in pain on the mat-

*Rumble's locker room*

-A large mirror is aiding Rumble in his quest to capture the perfect selfie, as Flash Sentry walks in undetected. He stands behind Rumble, causing him to slightly turn his head as he notices him in the mirror. Rumble sighs, and sets his phone down on a velvet pillow next to him, the pillow being held up by a large glass podium-

Flash: Soooo….this is what your locker room looks like…-Rumble turns around, crossing his arms- I've always wanted to come in here to steal that phone, you know, but it was always blocked off by a red rope and a ghostly Hulk.

Rumble: Well I've gotten a lot wiser lately….I realize that shielding my gorgeousness from the world is a crime. So now anybody can come waltzing in here to get a small glimpse of it. Surprisingly, not many have shown up for a sample…

Flash: Oh jeez...I can only IMAGINE why….

Rumble: Hmph. I know why you're here, though….-pauses, before his eyes bulge and he throws his arms out in a "yu srs" manner- …..YOU'RE WELCOME.

Flash: I WAS going to thank you!

Rumble: Just so you know, I didn't do it for YOU, just the same as you didn't do it for that….wimp Silver Shill the first time around.

Flash: Well, that "wimp" has gotten me out of a jam in the past, too. That's another reason why I'm here….have you seen him?

Rumble: Pffft! Why would I go wrinkling up my face worrying about someone else's body that ISN'T mine?

Flash: …..Because you've done it before….

Rumble: ….What are you talking about? Make sense!

Flash: Just last week...you showed how much you cared about Flitter and Cloudchaser by trying to get them out of that match.

Rumble: Th-they're my friends!

Flash: Exactly...and Silver Shill is MY friend...that's why I need to find him!

Rumble: Then go find him then!

Flash: Are you so engulfed in yourself that you didn't even hear the news? We're facing SLIME in a tag team match….TONIGHT.

Rumble: To answer your question...YES. And also, UGH. The last time we teamed up, you STOLE my spotlight! In fact, the past TWO MONTHS, I've had to defend my championship at the BIG EVENT against TWO LOSERS who had to interject themselves into MY MATCH! The last match was POINTLESS, and this one is going to be, TOO! THAT'S why I saved you from those two dolts! It was to get my spotlight BACK! I'M the champion! Everybody should be paying attention to ME! I should be the CENTER. OF. ATTENTION. Not some man-whore, and not some spiky-haired WANNABEE who is only getting cheered because he can FLIP in the air! OOOOOOHHHHH. So fine! We'll team up! And here's how it's going to be: I'm going to steal the show, as I always do, and you're going to stand on the apron, which is all you're GOOD FOR. Once I score the win, if you get away quickly, I WON'T kick you in the face, and you can rush backstage to go save RaPUKEzel! -Rumble picks his phone back up, and begins sliding with his index finger to review the very best of that batch of photos-

Flash: Nice plan. You keep worrying about how many Instagram followers you have, and I'll go coach your chicks on how to win the Eternal Women's championship….-Flash walks off with a smirk, as Rumble jumps nearly out of his skin. He turns around in a second-

Rumble: YOU CAN'T HELP THEM WIN IF YOU CAN'T EVEN WIN YOURS- -Rumble closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and turns around to face the mirror- I am a beautiful baby boy -snap- I am a beautiful baby boy -snap- I am a beautiful baby boy -snap- I am a beautiful baby boy -snap snap snap snap- …..-another deep sigh- ….MWAH. Perfect sanity exercise...thank you, Oprah….-snap snap snap snap snap-

*Commercial*

-Back inside the arena, we hear Diamond Tiara's entrance theme playing, as Turf and Silver Spoon are in the ring, awaiting their introduction-

Madden: The following TAG TEAM CONTEST, is scheduled for ONE FALL! Currently in the ring, at a COMBINED WEIGHT, of 239 POOOUNDS! They are, the CHICK. COMBOOOOO CHAMPIOOONS….TURF! Aaaand SILVEEERRR SPOOOON!

-Silver Spoon holds her championship in the air, as Turf flips off the fans, who are bellowing her with chants of "FUCK YOU, TURF!"-

Turf: LESBIANIST...YOU'RE ALL FUCKING LOSERS!

Silver Spoon: Ha ha! NICE ONE! -after a few seconds, Silver Spoon's face falls blank-...I don't get it.

Turf: God you're lucky you're cute….-this perks Silver Spoon up-

-We cut backstage by the entrance to the arena. Cadance is busy sitting on a box as Lightning Dust walks up to her. Cadance gasps, and jumps off the box-

Cadance: HAAAAAIIIII!

Lightning: Hey there. Okay, so, both got big matches this Sunday. Let's go out there, do what we do best: KICK. ASS! Forget about The Sword, lay it all on the li-

Cadance: HAHA! You're STUPID!

Lightning: Huh?...

Cadance: Oh! Sorry! Was thinking about Sunset Shimmer! Isn't she STUPID? -growly voice- I HATE HER!

Lightning: Heh...yeah, she is a stupid slut….

Cadance: HAHA! But you do realize that The Sword IS going to be out there, right?

Lightning: They probably will be….but we can't let that get to us. We're fighting the tag team CHAMPIONS.

Cadance: Hmmm...true. Oh well, I could care less. I'M JUST GOING TO PRETEND THAT EVERY FACE I SMASH IN IS SUNSET'S!

Lightning: -chuckles- Sounds like as good a plan as any….let's go! -Lightning slaps her hand on Cadance's shoulder, and we cut back to the arena as her entrance theme plays to an explosion of fan support-

Madden: Aaaand THEIR OPPONENTS! At a combined weight, of 258 POOOUNDS! CAAADAAANCE, AAAAND LIIIIGHTNIIIING DUUUUUUSSTTT!

Overdrive: This is sure to be a great match.

Vultarian: Indeed.

-Turf and Silver Spoon scurry out of the ring as the twisted Cadance creepily crawls in. She gets on her knees and shimmies over to the ropes-

Cadance: Oh wow...you girls are SO PRETTY! Hee hee-I CAN'T WAIT TO SLURP OUT YOUR BRAIN MATTER!

Silver Spoon: AHHHHH! -she jumps into Turf's arms as she shrieks-

Turf: YOU BATTY BITCH! I THINK SHE'S PISSING HER TRUNKS! OH MY GOD SILVER SPOON! WHY ARE YOU PISSING YOUR TRUNKS!? -Silver Spoon cries as Turf drops her to the floor, drastically trying to find a way to wash her hands before the match-

Lightning: H-holy shit! -Lightning Dust snickers so much that Mars, Incorporated goes out of business-

Crowd: WHERE'S YOUR DIA-PER? *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* WHERE'S YOUR DIA-PER? *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* WHERE'S YOUR DIA-PER? *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Silver Spoon: -running around the ring- SHUT UPPPPPP! SHUUUUUT UUUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPPPPP!

Turf: WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING?! -Turf begins to chase after Silver Spoon, but both of them stop as Bon Bon and Lyra appear on the ramp. Silver Spoon quickly runs back to Turf, and jumps into her arms- GODDAMMIT IT'S TRICKLING DOWN YOUR LEG! -many members of the crowd laugh- IT'S NOT FUNNY! OH SHI -Turf was too busy looking at the crowd that by the time she looked back, Lyra was jumping at her in mid-air.

Lyra executes a hurricanrana on Turf as she continues to hold the damp Silver Spoon, which sends all three of them to the floor as the crowd is on fire-

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* -Lightning claps along as Cadance twirls her hair, not paying attention at all.

Bon Bon kisses Lyra on the cheek as she gets up. Bon Bon then grabs Turf, and shoves her into the ring. That is when Cadance comes to, and she absolutely BUM-RUSHES Turf with a front dropkick into the turnbuckles that sends her a loop. When she gets up, Lightning rocks her with a roundhouse kick to the head, and then Cadance throws her out to the ring. Lightning taps on Cadance's shoulder, and points up to the skybox, where we see The Sword watching the action unfold. From right to left: Reigns, Drollins, and Ditzbrose gaze intently down at Lightning and Cadance. Lightning is now breathing more heavily now than before, as she snatches a microphone from ringside, and enters the ring. She begins to talk, looking directly at The Sword-

Lightning: You know you guys are-you're real TOUGH, way up there, aren't ya? -We get a shot at Reigns' unemotional face, Drollins' smirk, and Ditzbrose's psychotic glare with her arms crossed- You claim...to fight against injustice...well why don't you come down here RIGHT NOW…-the crowd begins to cheer- AND WE'LL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO FIGHT ABOUT! -Lightning flips the mic into the air, and runs over to hold the ropes open for the three women up at the top, the mic crackling against the mat. Cadance grins wickedly as Reigns cracks her knuckles in the skybox.

The camera pans to the back of the three members of The Sword, as we see Drollins discussing the declaration very quickly with Reigns, who doesn't respond-

Crowd: WE WANT THAT! WE WANT THAT! WE WANT THAT! WE WANT THAT!

-Cadance and Lightning are knocked out of the ring by Turf and Silver Spoon, who were able to get a lucky shot in as Bon Bon and Lyra soon left the stage after making an appearance. Lightning and Cadance look at each other, and Lightning nods to the ring before the two of them run back in. Silver Spoon has a towel wrapped around the bottom portion of her attire, as she runs out of the ring. Turf wasn't expecting that, as she was actually in a fighting stance. She furiously turns around at her partner behind her-

Turf: GODDAMN YOU, SPOON! YOU'RE A CHAMPION! CHAMPIONS AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE AFRAID! -Turf turns around to meet Cadance, who knees her into the ropes, and then irish whips her into Lightning Dust, who nails her with a jumping dogbone kick. Cadance leaves the ring, and Silver Spoon reluctantly goes to her corner, embarrassed for life over what had transpired, as the bell rings-

Match 3: Turf and Silver Spoon (with soggy trunks) vs Cadance and Lightning Dust

-16 minutes later-

-All throughout the match, The Sword have been ever so slowly inching their way down to the ring, the crowd slapping their shoulders as they ascend the rafters. Cadance runs and dives off of the apron onto Silver Spoon outside of the ring, hitting her with a front dropkick. She then runs into the ring, and begins to look around. She can spot Reigns and Ditzbrose, but Drollins is completely out of sight. Ditzbrose continues to stalk down to the ring, as Reigns is content to watching where she stands. We go to commercial as Drollins is still incognito-

-Back from the break, Silver Spoon has Cadance trapped in a rear-naked choke. Skipping through that boring stuff, sorry not sorry you'll thank me later-

-5 minutes later-

-Cadance makes a cover on Turf after a move, but Silver Spoon enters the ring to break it up with a boot to the head. Lightning Dust jumps over the top rope and hits Silver Spoon with a running somersault shoulder block. She then shoves her out of the ring with a boot, and goes to check on Cadance as Diane Ditzbrose is now able directly in front of the steel steps in her corner. Rosely Reigns stands in front of the other pair of steel steps.

Lightning gets out of the ring, but both she and Cadance continue to eye Ditzbrose more-so than Reigns since she is closer. Turf comes up from behind Cadance and rolls her into the ropes, which knocks Lightning to the floor below. She rolls up Cadance at the same time, but Cadance counters the leverage pin with a leverage pin of her own-

*1…...2…...3!* -the crowd cheers as Cadance's theme music plays. Immediately Ditzbrose jumps over the barricade-

Madden: The winners of this match! -Reigns is also shown to be running full steam ahead at Lightning, but she gets rocked with a right hand from Lightning for her troubles. Before she can go after Ditzbrose, Ditzbrose pins her up against Reigns, who is standing up against the barricade, as they both begin pounding on Lightning; Reigns in the kidneys, and Ditzbrose in the chest.

Before Cadance can come to her aid, Beth Drollins is shown to be rushing the ring from behind her. As soon as Cadance reaches the top rope and puts her hands on it, Drollins has clobbered her in the back of the head with a double axe. Cadance falls to the mat as Drollins knocks her down with a boot to the head before she can get back up. Outside the ring, Ditzbrose shoves Lightning Dust into the steel steps.

Unfortunately for Lightning, her left hand fell into the small crevice that separates the steps from the ring post. Reigns rushes over and points down at the prone Lightning-

Reigns: GO! GO! GO!

-Ditbrose drives her boot into the steps, which collides with Lightning's trapped arm. She continues to do this time and time again, as Reigns kicks her legs out at the same time, Lightning screaming in pain all the while.

Meanwhile, back in the ring, Drollins has Cadance downed in a corner, as she pummels away at her forehead. Cadance catches the right shot, and springs to her feet before rocking Drollins with a right hand of her own. Ditzbrose gets into the ring, and she is hit with a fist as well, but Cadance is taken down to the mat with a thunderous clothesline from Reigns, who was able to enter the ring at lightning speed.

Reigns quickly takes a knee, and begins headbutting Cadance repeatedly. Drollins kicks at her chest a few times, before sitting on her and striking at her forehead, soon losing her balance. Ditzbrose comes around and begins stomping on Cadance along with Reigns who had gotten up. Ditzbrose then picks up Cadance's head from the mat, and begins punching her over and over. She gets off and is met with a pat on the chest from Drollins, who signals that it is time to finish her off.

Reigns picks her head up, but settles for just one solid punch to the temple. It is definitely enough to send Cadance down to the mat, however. Drollins then picks her up by herself, and turns her around with the help of Ditzbrose. Reigns lets off her primal roar as she pumps her arms.

Just before Drollins and Ditzbrose can lift Cadance up, however, the cheers of the crowd are in full effect once again as both Rarity and Twilight are seen barrelling down the ramp. Ditzbrose and Drollins quickly drop Cadance to the mat, and the three members of The Sword exit the ring as fast as they can, no doubt caught off guard by the appearance of Twilight Sparkle-

Twilight: Oh...NOW you don't wanna fight?!

-The Sword quickly disperse through the crowd, who are sending an array of boos and thumbs down on them. Rarity leans down to check on Cadance, who is dazed but seems to be okay. Before Twilight can exit the ring to attend to Lightning, she is already rolling into the ring, holding her arm, but pushing away Twilight with the other one. Twilight looks seriously hurt by that-

Twilight: Lightning PLEASE! You are HURT!

Lightning: I'm sure you'll use it to find a way to screw me over AGAIN this Sunday! Go check on Cadance!

Rarity: She's ALRIGHT, darling! You HONESTLY need to get some ice on that arm! -Rarity walks over and puts Lightning's uninjured arm over her neck- Come on, dear...you've had enough action for once night….

Lightning: Fine….good luck in your match, Sparkle! Try not to blow it AGAIN….-Twilight tilts her head up to the air at that remark, before racing to grab a microphone-

Twilight: I'M NOT GOING TO BLOW IT! I'M GOING TO PROVE TO YOU THAT I DESERVE TO BE CHAMPION! THE ODDS ARE AGAINST ME TONIGHT, JUST LIKE THEY ALWAYS ARE! I'M GOING TO AVENGE OUR LOSS LAST WEEK, I'M GOING TO RETAIN MY TITLE, AND I'M GOING TO RETAIN IT AGAIN AT FINAL RECKONING AGAINST YOU! AGAINST YOU! AGAINST YOU! AND THEN YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO DOUBT ME EVER! EVER! AGAIN! -the crowd cheers-

Crowd: WE BE-LIEVE YOU! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* WE BE-LIEVE YOU! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* WE BE-LIEVE YOU! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Cadance: -walking by Twilight- ….Could you PLEASE stop yelling? -She shakes her head, and exits the ring, leaving Twilight to put a hand over her mouth in embarrassment-

-In a dark room somewhere, we see Silver Shill bound to a chair by restraints. Gray duct tape encloses his mouth. Out from the shadows steps Shining Armor, who Silver looks at Shining with fear and regret in his eyes-

Shining: -smirking devilishly- Hey there, buddy! -Silver's struggling is stopped as a lead pipe is bashed against the black table in front of him. Silver forces his eyes shut, as Sunset Shimmer grabs ahold of his face, and yanks it towards her-

Sunset: Awww….Shiny, stop! You're scaring hiiiiimmm….-Sunset leans her head in, and tilts it a bit, scowling the more she looks at the pathetic display in front of her- OPEN YOUR EYES, YOU WORTHLESS BITCH! -noticeable tears escape Silver's eyes as he squelches them open. Sunset grins, and Shining laughs as Sunset rubs Silver's chin with a hand- Oh, Silver….we could've had something MAGICAL, you and I….I thought I made myself PERFECTLY….CLEAR. I TOLD YOU that Flash Sentry was going to have a bad impact on your life...and NOW look where you are...HOPELESS….DEFENSELESS….WORTHLESS...we could've been FRIENDS! Me...and Shining….we could've HELPED you! All you had to do was HELP US! BUT YOU COULDN'T EVEN DO THAT RIGHT! You can't do an interview right….you can't use a lead pipe right...WHAT CAN YOU DO!?

Shining: Maybe we should find out, babe….-smirk-

Sunset: Hmmm….-chuckles-...maybe you're right…-Sunset kisses Silver on the forehead, and then RIPS the tape off of his mouth, causing Silver to engage in a blood-curdling scream of agony. Shining ceases it by forcing a hand over his mouth- No, NO, Shiny….I like that….God….I LOVE THAT!

Shining: You want me to make him scream more?

Sunset: ….We'll take turns….-Sunset looks at the lead pipe, and does the "give me" gesture with her hand. Shining doesn't object, dropping the metal object into his girlfriend's waiting hand- You remember this….RIGHT? Because of YOU, my Shiny had a BRUISED RIB all week, courtesy of THIS cold instrument...well...I'm going to make sure you find out EXACTLY how it feels….to come into contact with one of these….haha! Now, it's not the same pipe I gave you last week...but a pipe's a pipe….they all hurt the SAME! I guess we'll have to TRAIN you….like a little MUTT. -Sunset reaches below the table, and lightly jabs the metal rod against Silver's...well, rod...she then drags it up to his neck, and applies a bit of pressure. Silver begins to cough, so Sunset removes the pipe from that area- OH, Silver….you have NO IDEA how much FUN this is going to be for me….-she leans it to Silver's ear, just like last week, and whispers- I want you to squeal like a pig for me….-as the camera blacks out, we hear more screams escaping the throat of Silver Shill. A commercial break is probably the safest bet at this point-

-Back from commercial, it's time for Twist to die once again. She knows it, too. Who will be the lucky woman this week? Well it's been a rock before, so it could technically be the lucky THING-

*Colorful rainbows catch my eyes, when I see you fly across the sky!* -MASSIVE cheers-

Madden: Aaaand HER OPPONENT! From LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 118 POOOUNDS….SCOOOOOTALOOOOOOO!

-Scootaloo does her usual entrance where she slaps hands with the fans, before front flipping over the ropes. Twist doesn't look impressed, or maybe she's just wondering how she should commit suicide later tonight-

Scootaloo: -actually looks downtrodden by having to fight Twist- Sorry, Twist...but I need SOME kind of momentum heading into Final Reckoning….

Twist: Yeah, yeah, I know….leth just get ith over with….

Scootaloo: That's the spirit! -thumbs up to the camera, along with a twinkle in her smile-

Match 4: Twist vs Scootaloo (GUESS WHO WINS. NO JUST GUESS.)

-4 minutes later-

-Instead of finishing her off with Scootabuse, Scootaloo takes it easy on Twist by leveling her with a springboard tornado DDT. It looked BRUTAL, though, so maybe that isn't too good of a thing…-

*1…..2…..3!* -the crowd cheers as the bell rings-

Madden: Here is YOUR WINNERRRR...SCOOOOTAAAALOOOOOOO!

-Scootaloo jumps on the top rope, and begins to celebrate-

Crowd: SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO! SCOO-TA-LOO!

-Scootaloo jumps off the top rope, and at least helps Twist to her feet and patting her on the back before leaving the ring-

-Twist stands in the middle of the ring, her head down as the last tear in her body falls to the mat. Her head quickly snaps up to the Titantron as various fast-paced images of things like "OBEY," and sheep masks and the face of Amay Wythyst flash across the screen. The cheers of the crowd begin to rise once again as we hear the gibberish of Amay Wythyst, along with the creepy piano keys from past vignettes sound off.

When the slideshow is cut, we see Amay Wythyst in her home, in a orange lit room, rocking back and forth in her rocking chair. That is the only sound we hear for a while. A lantern sits on the table next to her-

Amay: I have no..followers I have only brothers and sisters all in the name of cause…-she fiddles with her hands as the creaking of the chair continues. We suddenly cut to the lady in the sheep mask in the mirror as thunder strikes, and then the lady in flannel, but then Amay quickly comes back to fruition- People are SHEEP...ya understand me? They can't..LEAD themselves they need to be led...people...buy and sell FEAR...they worship war, they crave war..but I'm not afraid of their wars…-she extends her arms out- I created war! And I think it's time for the masses, to wake up...wake up- -suddenly leaps from her rocking chair- WAKE UP! WAKE UP AND LOOK AT THIS LIIIIEEE THEY'RE LIVIN' IN, MAAAN! The world is deteriorating between their TOES. And they do nothing about it-they only stand there..they whisper and wonder but they never do anything about it! -places her pinky against the side of her head, as well as her index finger in the air- But I've seen it all-in my dreams and in my thoughts, and above everything else I understa-aaand….-quieter- this is not the beginning….-chuckles, and walks towards the wall behind her, before turning back to the camera and leaning forward-...it's the END…..-she laughs as the screen cuts to black and the door opens.

That is not all though, as the darkness is exfoliated by the flame of a stick, held by Amay. She holds up her lantern with her other hand, and lights it as the lady in the sheep mask, otherwise known as Ericka Rowan, appears behind her on her right-

Amay: ….We're here. -enough light is cast on Amay's left side to reveal the lady who wears flannel, otherwise known as Lucy Harper. The crowd begins to cheer as Amay brings the lantern to her mouth, and blows the flame out. The cheers become louder as that familiar guitar riff finally makes it way LIVE to the Lunacy Asylum….

Speaking of LIVE, we are back in the arena as the camera is stuck on some lights from some fans' cell phones. A woman screams loudly as the silhouette of Amay Wythyst appears in the arena, just as the intro to "Broken Out in Love" ends. The lantern is now powered by a bulb rather than a flame, as Amay begins to take a long walk down the aisle. We can see her glove, her nose, her right eye, the right side of her tourist jacket, and Ericka Rowan behind her.

Amay stops on the ramp as the lyrics to the Wythyst Family's theme song make their way to the forever waiting ears of Lunacy fans. As Amay and her family continue to walk, we can every so often see the face of Ericka Rowan disappear, but by the end of their trek down the ramp, it is fully noticeable once again, and you can even make out the face of Lucy Harper on the other side.

Multiple camera flashes make the three women's faces even more seeable, as Amay takes her time to make her way to the ring in her EWF debut. At the end of the ramp, Amay turns, and walks a few steps to the left. It seems her rocking chair came with her, and was waiting for her at the end. Amay sits down in it, and takes ahold of the lantern with both hands, cutting the song short, and sending the arena into darkness again as she blows out the bulb with her breath.

As the lights go back on, we see Ericka Rowan to the left side of Twist, and Lucy Harper entering the ring on her knees. Rowan is wearing her green zip-up vest and green cargo pants, and Harper is not wearing flannel at all. Instead, she adorns blue jeans, and a sleeveless white t-shirt that looks really dirt. A rag is stuffed inside a back pocket of her jeans. Twist looks at Rowan, and that warrants her to throw her sheep mask off of her face, revealing her bald head, and stepping forward to rock Twist with a big right hand. Harper and Rowan both look to be at least 6'4.

Twist doesn't fall, though, but she has no way of defending herself as the mammoth Lucy Harper rushes over to smash both of her fists across Twist's back. Her and Rowan ram Twist into the corner, but still continue to beat on her as she tries to escape by straddling her back along the ropes.

Twist is finally knocked on her side by a vicious knee to the side from Harper, who continues to pound on her back as Twist goes into doggy position in the corner. Rowan pushes her big foot against her side, and then soon begins to stomp all over her back as Harper picks her up, rears back and CLOBBERS her in the nose with her fist, causing blood to begin to pour out of Twist's nose.

Rowan and Harper move Twist to another corner with unrelenting shots to the back of her neck, and her back period. Tasting her blood must've set Twist off, and she shockingly fires back with a right hand to Harper, which makes the crowd "OHHHHH." She then goes after Rowan, and gets a few good shots in on her as well.

Very soon, there is a chance that Twist could actually be onto a career resurgence here, as she manages to knock the massive Harper out of the ring! She is punched by Rowan, which sends her back first against the ropes, which allows Harper to pull her out from under her feet, Rowan of course helping by sledging her with both fists across the side.

Twist grabs onto Rowan's green vest, but she is ultimately shoved out of the ring due to both Harper and Rowan's unparalleled strength. Rowan exits the ring and begins to hit Twist in the face as Harper wraps her arms around Twist's leg, trying to force her off of the apron, which she grabbed out of simply desperation. Amay Wythyst watches by the ramp in her rocking chair, swaying slightly. She appears to be pleased, but you can't tell, as she is expressionless.

Finally, Twist falls to the floor, and is pounded on by Harper and Rowan, before Harper picks her up, and then both her and Rowan grab a handful of her hair, and LAUNCH Twist into the steel ring steps in front of them, the steps nearly turning over on impact. Rowan grimaces and rubs her hands down her face quickly, before Harper grabs a fistful of her vest and shoves her out of the way.

Harper takes to the ground and begins to pound on Twist's face once again. She then slams the steps with both of her hands, while also using them to stand up. She stomps on Twist's body, which is also propped up against the steps. Rowan slowly grabs one edge of the steps with one hand, and then soon the other edge with the second hand. She pulls it off easier than almost any other female wrestler in the EWF could. She continues to carry them as Harper grabs Twist's head, and places it on the edge of the steps. The camera cuts to Amay Wythyst visibly shaking, though only slightly.

Harper looks at the steps, and lightly touches them before backing away a few inches. Both she and Rowan each grab onto a side, and lift. They look at each other, before driving the back end of the steps into Twist's head, which again, is propped up on the top of the larger set of steps. It looks like an old-school guillotine killing. The steel collides against Twist's head, and more blood soon resonates from a large cut in her forehead. Rowan throws the steps down with a loud thud as Twist goes limp, her head sliding off the top of the steps, her neck twisted from the impact.

Harper falls on her belly, and gets in the face of Twist, as we notice she has a bald spot in the back of her head. Harper smiles menacingly as Amway gets up from her chair, and begins to walk over in order to survey the damage. Harper slides backwards away from Twist, and gets back up on her feet. Rowan runs a hand down her chin, as Amay flings her snakeskin fedora off of her head. Amay then puts a hand on Harper's biceps, as a way of telling her to step back. Naturally, she obliges.

Amay's smile now melts away as she gets on her knees. Harper and Rowan stand beside her, as they must be used to doing by now and have no problems with.

Amay: -looking down at the fallen Twist- DOWN WITH THE MACHIIIINEEEE…..-she begins to outstretch her arms, as she did many times in her warning videos. Small chants of "SPARKLER" can be heard from some very stupid members of the crowd, but they are soon drowned out by chants of "SHUT THE FUCK UP."

-Amay laughs maniacally with her arms now fully outstretched. Rowan is standing tall looking at Twist, while Harper has one hand on the apron, and the other on Amay's shoulder as she peeks over to the ringpost to stare at Twist, whose blood is now spilling out onto the floor. Amay's laugh has stopped, but she continues to grin as she looks up with her eyes closed, a few strands of her long, violet hair entering her mouth-

*DEH!* -the familiar sound effect plays, accompanied by a quick shot of Ericka Rowan, in her sheep mask, looking at the camera-

*Interview Area*

-As to be expected, since Silver Shill is nowhere to be found, his microphone lays flat on the ground. Maud comes rolling by on Tom. Maud clacks the heels of her rain boots against Tom's side, and Tom backs up to the stock audio of a trash truck in reverse-

Maud: Hold on just one second, sexy. Applebee's can wait. -Maud hops off of Tom, and walks up to the microphone. She looks down at it for what seems like ages. She then leans down to tap it. Satisfied, she takes her prior posture- Huh. Not hard at all. Disappointing. -She picks the microphone up- Here, Tom, hold this….-Tom rolls over to Maud's side, after which Maud touches the microphone to his frame. Tom doesn't have hands, so that proves to be futile- Good boy. -Pause- Okay, Tom. Ask me a question.

…

Maud: Yes, Tom, I was very displeased with the actions of Berry Punch last week. But then I woke up, and saw that she had challenged me to a match at Final Reckoning on the EWF App, and I nearly cracked a half-smile. You were so proud of me that day. But yes, I was happy to hear that, because I've been wanting to hurt that girl for a while now, ever since she threatened me in the trainer's room. I have Asperger's, so I'm not very good in social situations. I was just giving Berry some good advice. She hasn't been a good friend to Scootaloo. I am a very honest woman. I tell it like it is. That's why you love me, Tom. -Tom blushes- I mean, let's look at Berry's track record: she didn't show up to the tag team title match at Proving Grounds, she left Scootaloo behind in another tag team title match to go crowd surfing, and she constantly fights with me even though she knows that Scootaloo doesn't like to see her friends fight. She has tried to protect Scootaloo time after time, and she has failed every single time. She allowed her to be attacked by Diamond Tiara, and she took her eye off the match last week when we lost. Now I'm not saying she is the reason for losing, I was the one who was pinned, but she attacked me after the match, even though I tried my hardest to reason with her. I was worried about Scootaloo, I'll admit a bit too much, and that's why we lost. I made a mistake, but I'm owning up to it. Berry has made constant mistakes these past few months, but in return, has given nothing but petty excuses. I do not like that. I do not respect that. She is not a good friend to Scootaloo. The only good thing that can come out of this, is that I show Scootaloo just how weak Berry is, and when I do that, Scootaloo and me can be friends, and win the tag team titles. I will do what Berry did, except I will do it right. I'm just glad that Scootaloo already has a match, so that she can prepare for that and not get caught in the middle of this. I'm not worried, and she's not worried, and with our heads cleared, we will both walk out of Final Reckoning, as winners, as friends, and as partners, because I believe in her. I'll show her my rock collection, and make a rock candy rope for her. No, not a Nerds rope, a rock candy rope. Google it. They're delicious. Just make sure not to eat the yellow ones, they contain sulfur. Okay, I'm done, Tom. -Maud jumps back on top of Tom, and goes rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice...LAID BAAAACK-

*Commercial*

-Back in the ring, we are graced with the presence of SLIME, who seem ready to compete in their tag team match. Snails is bouncing himself off of the ropes over and over, as Snips pounds a fist into an open hand-

Madden: The following TAG TEAM CONTEST, is scheduled for ONE FAAAALLLL! Currently in the ring...at a COMBINED WEIGHT, of 403 POOOUNDS! Snips, and Snaaaails….SLIIIIIIIMEEEEEE….

-An array of cheers hit the fan as Rumble's entrance theme hits. He comes out to a roaring reception-

Madden: Aaaaand THEIR OPPONENTS! FIRST! From LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 192 POOOOUNDS! He is, the CARNAAAGGEEEE CHAMPIIIIOON….RrrrrrrrrrrrrrUMBLLLLLLEEEEE!

-Rumble takes selfies. That is the epitome of his gimmick. He refuses to enter the ring in case of a premature attack at the hands of SLIME, but he also refuses to stand by the ramp and wait for his partner, so he opts to stand in front of the announce table, as SLIME continues to glare at him from inside the ring-

*Flash! AHAAAAAAA!* -Still tons of cheers. I don't know-

Madden: Aaaaand HIS PARTNER! From CANTERLOT! Weighing 227 POOOUNDS! FLAAAAASSSSH….SEEEENNTRRRRRYYYYYY!

-Flash walks down to the ring, staring a hole through SLIME. This distracts SLIME long enough for Rumble to grab ahold of Snips' legs, sending him to the mat and then pulling him out of the ring. Rumble knees Snips in the gut, and then chucks him into the base of the announce table.

As Snails' back is turned, watching the action, Flash runs into the ring and hits a running neckbreaker on Snails. He turns him over onto his back and begins pounding on his skull. He then picks up his head, and begins screaming at Snails-

Flash: WHERE IS SILVER SHILL!? WHERE DID YOUR BITCH TAKE SILVER SHILL?!

-As Snails doesn't answer, Flash continues to beat the tar out of him. The referee finally backs Flash off of him after a while, and rings the bell after confirming that Snails is good to compete-

Match 5: Rumble and Flash Sentry vs SLIME

-12 minutes later-

-Back in control, Flash brings Snips' head between his legs, preparing to hit the Flash Flood. He is caught off guard as the as he hears a whimper. Flash looks around-

"Up here, Flash….Flash!"

-The voice of Shining Armor leads Flash up to the Titantron, where Shining stands in front of the camera-

Shining: -waves- Hey, pal! We hear you've been looking for someone….well he's missing you too...trust me! Ain't ya, Silver? -Shining steps away from the camera to reveal Silver Shill sobbing like a baby, as he is still bound to the chair-

Silver: Fl-Flaaash! Wh-where are yo-ooouuuuu?!

Sunset: Don't worry, though, Flash! We're taking EXTRA good care of him….-Sunset giggles, as she snaps Silver's neck to the side, taking a long and forceful lick up his right cheek-

Silver: Pl-PLEASE, FLAAASSSHHHHH! SAVE MEEEEEE!

-Flash looks enraged as he pushes Snips away from him. He executes a sideslam on Snips before looking at Rumble-

Flash: Do you got this?

Rumble: Psh….of COURSE I do….run along and play hero again...I have NO PROBLEM outshining you….-Rumble holds out his hand, which Flash tags before exiting the ring and sprinting up the ramp.

Rumble enters the ring and measures Snips, hitting him with the Beauty Mark when he gets to his feet. Snails tries to interfere with the inevitable outcome, but Rumble ducks his clothesline and nails him with a Superkick. Rumble hooks Snips' leg as Snails rolls to the floor outside-

*1…...2…...3!* -the crowd cheers as the bell rings, and Rumble lets Snips' leg fall to the mat-

Madden: Here are YOUR WINNERS! Flash Sentry, aaaand RUMBLLLLLLLEEEEEEE!

-Rumble grabs his championship out of the referee's hand, and puts his own hand in the ref's face as he tries to raise it. Rumble picks up his phone and begins taking selfies over the prone body of Snips-

Crowd: RUM-BLE'S GOR-GEOUS! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* RUM-BLE'S GOR-GEOUS! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP* RUM-BLE'S GOR-GEOUS! *CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP*

-We cut to Luna's office, where Luna and Mr. Swirlinaitis are discussing something business-like. They suddenly hear a knock on the door-

Luna: Come in!

-Twilight enters with a sigh. She clearly doesn't want to be here-

Luna: Twilight! -smiles widely- I'm incredibly glad you've showed up!

Swirlinaitis: Hello, Twilight.

Twilight: Mr. Swirlinaitis. Ms. Luna. I just wanted to thank you for allowing me to put my Eternal Women's Championship on the line just 6 days before Final Reckoning.

Luna: Oh, it was an easy decision, Twilight! Both Flitter and Cloudchaser gained a MONUMENTAL win last week by beating both you and Lightning Dust. Having you defend the title just before the pay per view is nothing short of BEST...for BUSINESS….and that's what we're all about.

Twilight: -slightly cringing- Well, you know I'm all about competition, and I have to agree that this is exactly what Lunacy needs. I will put my title on the line against anybody, and that includes as many competitors that deserve it at once.

Luna: That's why you represent Lunacy, Twilight! Nobody has as much fighting spirit as you! Mr and Mr. Swirlinaitis have the utmost confidence in you!

Twilight: Well, I wouldn't say that I have the MOST fighting spi-

Swirlinaitis: Good luck tonight, Twilight! Win or lose, you're still OUR champion! -cheesy smile and thumbs up-

Twilight: Ummm...sure. -walks out of the office without another word. Luna and Swirlinaitis look at each other with hopeful smirks-

-Back inside the ring, the bell sounds off, as Madden begins to speak-

Madden: The following TRIPLE THREAT MATCH, scheduled for ONE FALL, is….for the ETERNAL. WOMEEEEN'S...CHAAAAMPIONSHIIIIP! -The crowd cheers immensely, which doesn't die down as Rumble's theme plays for the second time tonight-

Madden: Introducing, THE CHALLENGERS! FLIIIITTTEEER...AAAAND CLOOOOUDCHAAAASEEEEERRRRR!

-Interesting that Flitter and Cloudchaser are coming out as a pair. That's really all there is to describe at this point. They get in the ring in preparation for the single biggest match of their career...this is the second week in a row that fact is being put in front of them-

*A hundred thousand stories...have filled my he-eaaad...* -even more cheers WOO YAAAAAAYYY fuck me-

Madden: Aaaand THEIR OPPONENT! From LONEYVILLE! Weighing in at 123 POOOUNDS! She iiissss...the ETERNAL. WOMEEEEN'S CHAMPIIIOOON…..TWWWWWWIIIIIILIIIIIIGGHTTTTTTTT…..SPPPPPAAARRRRKLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEE!

-Twilight enters the ring and hands the referee her championship, taking off her t-shirt, which you can purchase at , and throwing it into the crowd. The referee presents the title to all three women before showing it off to the crowd. Interesting to note that Flitter and Cloudchaser do not separate into a different corner each as the bell rings-

Main Event: Eternal Women's Championship: Flitter vs Cloudchaser vs Twilight Sparkle

-18 minutes later-

-As to be expected, Flitter and Cloudchaser have teamed up to weaken Twilight all match. However, only one can be champion, and this is put on display as Flitter goes for a pin on Twilight-

*1…-Cloudchaser pushes Flitter off of Twilight, and then the sisters begin arguing. Twilight gets up and wraps her arms around Flitter's abdomen, pushing her into Cloudchaser, who collides into the turnbuckles. Twilight then gets her into a leverage pin, which is how she got beat last week.

*1….2…-Cloudchaser jumps at Twilight to break up to pin, which Twilight saw coming. She leaps off of Flitter, which causes Cloudchaser's forearm to smack right into Flitter's face. Cloudchaser's jaw drops at this development, which gives Twilight enough time pick her up and hit her with the Take A Note, except she makes sure Cloudchaser lands ON Flitter!

Twilight puts her arms over Cloudchaser's body, pinning both sisters in the process-

*1…...2…...3!* -the bell rings, much to Twilight's relief-

Madden: Here is YOUR WINNER! Aaaand STILL! ETERNAL. WOMEEEN'S CHAMPIOOON….TWIIIILIIIGHT...SPAAARRRRKLEEEEEEE!

-Twilight is handed her championship, which she raises in the air. She is surprised, however, to see Lightning Dust running down into the ring. Lightning completely ignores her, and re-positions Cloudchaser on top of her sister, back to belly. She then scales the top rope, looks out to the crowd, and leaps into the air, crashing into both Flitter and Cloudchaser with Astraphobia! The crowd erupts in cheers as the impact sends Lightning flipping over both bodies and onto her back in the process-

Overdrive: Wow.

Vultarian: What a daredevilish move by Lightning Dust.

-Lightning tries to get to her feet as she grabs her ribs in severe pain, but she falls back to her knees. Twilight comes over to help her, which Lightning shoves away, finally using the ropes as her scapegoat to get back to her feet. Twilight looks at her and shakes her head-

Twilight: That was stunning, Lightning…..but don't expect to hit me with that move Sunday…

Lightning: -through her coughs, a competitive grin emerges- Oh, I plan to….your days as champion….-let's go of the ropes, and snatches the title from Twilight's hands, slowly raising it into the air- Are NUMBERED! -the fans erupt in cheers, as Twilight and Lightning Dust have an epic face to face encounter. Twilight's friendly smile was lost as soon as Lightning grabbed her title, and she doesn't look like she wants to give it up, either-

-Before we go off the air, we make our way back to the dark room where Silver Shill was once held captive. Yes, ONCE. We hear a severe banging on the door, and we soon find out that it is Flash Sentry. He has located the room, and has busted the door in successfully. He looks around the room frantically, but it is incredibly small, so it doesn't take him long to realize that Silver is gone-

Flash: DAMMIIIIIIIIIIT! -Flash flips the black table over, and kicks the chair that Silver was tied down on furiously. The chair flies backwards into the wall, creating a highly noticeable crack. Flash collapses in the middle of the room, and begins pounding on the floor. Before long, he is sitting Indian style, his hands in his face- SILVEEEEEEERRRRRRR! DAMMIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTT!

*End of Show….*

Match Results:

Sunset Shimmer & Shining Armor defeated Flash Sentry & Silver Shill by submission (6:39)
Bill Nyeker defeated Damien Sandow by submission (11:41)
Lightning Dust & Cadance defeated Turf & Silver Spoon by pinfall (21:27)
Scootaloo defeated Twist by pinfall (4:14)
Rumble & Flash Sentry defeated SLIME by pinfall(12:52)
Twilight Sparkle defeated Flitter and Cloudchaser by pinfall (18:47)

Match Announced for Final Reckoning (Finalized):

Twilight Sparkle vs Lightning Dust - Eternal Women's Championship
Shining Armor vs Rumble vs Flash Sentry - Carnage Championship
Sunset Shimmer vs Cadance - Crater Chick Championship
Bon Bon and Lyra vs Turf and Silver Spoon - Chick Combo Championship
Scootaloo vs Diamond Tiara
Combos of Carnage #1 Contender's Battle Royal: Canterlot Class vs. NION Lights vs. Braeburn and Happy Trails vs. SLIME vs. Couchmate vs. Hoops and Dumb-Bell vs. Red Delicious and Golden Delicious vs. Dance Fever and Clip Clop
Berry Punch vs Maud
Hugh Jelly vs Bill Nyeker