*The show opened up with James Calhoun walking backstage, looking very angry, and without the HAW World Championship. He burst into a room to find Rat and The Behemoth sitting around*

Rat: James...I just want to say, we did our part in taking out the O'Tooles last week. Shame you lost your title though.

James Calhoun: A shame? That's what you have to say to me? Nothing else?

Rat: What? Do you want me to say I'm sorry you lost?

James Calhoun: I want you to give it up. Now.

Rat: What are you talking about?

James Calhoun: The advertised card for the next large event! Franco Mancini vs Rat! Not James Calhoun, Rat! I've been demoted to teaming up with...with him! *points at The Behemoth* for a tag team title match against a couple of freaks!

Rat: If I'm facing Franco Mancini next month, I sure as hell am not going to give up that chance. Unlike you, I've never held a championship in HAW. It's been twenty years since I was last a world champion. I'd like one last shot.

James Calhoun: You will give that shot to me. I brought you back to this company! You will listen to me! I own you!

Rat: Own? You own me? James...last time you and I were talking about ownership...I believe I was HAW Owner...and didn't you actually jump me in my own office? *Rat looked over at Behemoth* Maybe...it could be time for a favor to be re-payed. *Behemoth and Rat started to move closer to Calhoun. Calhoun stared at the two angrily for a few seconds, then smiled and laughed*

James Calhoun: Haha! Look at us! Bringing up old tales from the past. We have had some good, and bad times Rat. But you know what? You are one hundred and ten percent right! You do deserve that title shot. And me, to become a tag team champion with The Behemoth? Why I reckon we would hold those titles until the cows come home! Rat, I guarantee you, you're going to win that championship. And next month, I can't think of a better main event than Rat.....versus James Calhoun! Everyone will want to see that!

*Calhoun smiled and grabbed Rat's hand for a handshake, who clearly wasn't buying what Calhoun was selling. Calhoun gave a thumbs up to Behemoth and left the office smiling. As soon as he exited the room, Calhoun's smile changed back to his scowl. He walked backstage with his head down before bumping into someone's arm going in the opposite direction. Calhoun looked up, still angry, but quickly switched back to his smile as he turned to the person he ran into*

James Calhoun: Fun Fight Machine! Do pardon me, I didn't see you there!

Fun Fight Machine: Mr. Calhoun! It is ok! You must have much on your mind!

James Calhoun: That I do my friend, that I do! All this...title business and tag business, it's enough to make one's head spin in a circle!

Fun Fight Machine: Oh yes, the titles! I thought you meant your match tonight with me!

James Calhoun: We're wrestling tonight? Well then what a pleasant coincidence to run into each other before we meet again! I'm glad we're having this talk Fun Fight Machine. Good luck tonight! *Calhoun extended his hand for a shake, and Fun Fight Machine accepted*

Fun Fight Machine: Good luck to you too! I wish for a fair and clean fight!

James Calhoun: *Muttering under breath* And maybe your last fight...

*The hand shake ended, and Fun Fight Machine walked away, the camera now following Fun Fight Machine. He arrived at a door, took a deep breath, and opened it. The room was pitch black inside. Fun Fight Machine and the camera went inside to the darkness, and after a second, Fun Fight Machine turned the light switch on. Drizzles the Clown and Hawaii were sitting on chairs in an otherwise empty room*

Hawaii: You got the wrong room little one. Leave us be...

Fun Fight Machine: Actually, I wish to speak to both of you! I think you can help me!

Hawaii: Ohhhhh...is that so? We can help you?

Fun Fight Machine: Yes! You are uhhh..friends of Jessie Parran, yes?

Hawaii: You can say that.

Fun Fight Machine: I was uhh..wondering if you can tell me about her? Like, her favorite foods or music or hobbies!

Hawaii: I see. And why exactly do you want to know this...intel?

Fun Fight Machine: Umm..you see...She is uhh..she is scheduled to appear on very big Japanese talk show! The host wants to make sure she is comfortable on the show! Best service for guests! And he asked me to help him arrange good service!

*Drizzles stood up and walked in a circle around Fun Fight Machine, then got close to his face and stared him in the eye for a solid five seconds. Drizzles finally backed away*

Drizzles: Something tells me that this is a lie...it appears our Fight Machine is a little shy!

Hawaii: Drizzles says you're lying. ARE you lying?

Fun Fight Machine: Well uhh...not really....there is Japanese man who is interested in...finding out her interests.

Hawaii: Listen up kid. If you're interested in becoming Little Pimpin' Fight Machine, maybe we could help. Drizzles and I are your average, ordinary reasonable men.

Fun Fight Machine: Anything would be appreciated!

Hawaii: I'll start you off with this. Her favorite ice cream flavor....Strawberry.

Fun Fight Machine: Strawberry....ok, what else?

Hawaii: Oh ho ho ho! Hold up! You're being a bit greedy. We don't like that. You're not going to find anything else out until you help us. How? Simple! We defend our titles against James Calhoun and the Behemoth this month....you face Calhoun tonight! If you win that match....maybe we'll tell you some stuff later on. The important thing for Calhoun to know is that anyone who messes with The Strange Crew will face...severe consequences. Good luck Fighty. And hit the lights on your way out.

*Fun Fight Machine nodded, turned the lights off, and exited the room as he prepared for his match*

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Former HAW World Champion Fun Fight Machine used his motivation to defeat Former HAW World Champion James Calhoun.

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*Franco Mancini was backstage with The O'Toole Brothers, Franco with his title belt on and talking on the phone*

Franco: No, no, you tell him if he doesn't pay up, he's going to pay up another way, got it? *Franco's eyes looked past the camera* ...Look, I'll call you back, I got some other business to attend to. *Franco hung up* ...What do you want?

*Rat walked into frame, and Sean and Fergus stood by Franco's side*

Rat: I want that title Franco....but not tonight. I can wait. I don't mind waiting. I'm a calm guy, unlike your little leprechaun buddies right here.

Sean: You watch your mouth Rat.

Rat: Didn't I just beat you up last week? Or was it your brother? I can't remember, you both suck so much. *Sean and Fergus both took a step towards Rat, but Franco held them back with his arms*

Franco: Rat, I gotta be honest. I don't mind defending against you. It's a match that fans have wanted for a long time. The hottest star in wrestling today....versus the hottest star in wrestling twenty years ago. Champion versus has-been. Should be an easy night for me.

Rat: Do I look like I care what the fans want? I just know what I want.

Franco: Well I ask again, what do you want? You said you're waiting for the title, but you're here right now.

Rat: I just want to know who I'm facing tonight. Because all I was told is that I'm facing an enemy of your choosing. I'm just curious which brother I have to beat up tonight.

Franco: Well uhh...Rat. I'm sorry, but you're a bit mistaken. You're not facing either of these guys. But you are facing an old enemy.

Rat: And who is that?

*Franco pointed behind Rat*

Rat: ...Are you kidding me?!

*The camera panned over to reveal Mr. Lifeguard and El Termitas*

Mr. Lifeguard: Rat! Remember me? Remember how you got my dad thrown off the roof and took control of the company from me and fired me? And remember how you got the control of the company taken from you, and then you got fired? And how you got rehired? Well now I'm rehired! We've come full circle!

Rat: Gloat all you want that you're back...but while you toiled in the opening matches of other companies, I made bank running this company. And while you come back for a triumphant return, I have a world title in my future. Something you will never have!

Mr. Lifeguard: Rat, that's what I missed about you. Wrestling is a great competition...but sometimes, it's just personally fun to beat up a guy who deserves it.

El Termitas: I normally like a good, clean fight...but tonight, I need to agree with Lifeguard. I'll be in his corner, and I'm going to enjoy interfering- I mean...observing, the match! Keep your guard up Rat!

*Lifeguard and Termitas walked away*

Franco: This is going to be a fun little match. If you can't be those two....there's no way you can beat us three. Good luck. *The Trans-Atlantic Family walked away, leaving Rat stunned and angry*

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Caught by surprise, Rat lost to the returning Mr. Lifeguard.

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