Edward Findleton: Welcome everybody to HAW! We are just two weeks away from the final show of Season three! Tonight we will see Kherti Bhakta team up with her soon to be opponent, Athena, as they take on Kitty Kayleen and Hannah Rivers! Also the main event, Fun Fight Machine will face Fergus O'Toole!
*The HAW theme stopped, and the MuscleGang theme started playing to cheers from the ground as all four members came out*
Edward Findleton: And...I'm not entirely sure what they're doing here, but the HAW World Champion, Oden Schreiner is with them! So it's probably important!
*The MuscleGang made their way down to ringside, but instead of going in the ringside, went over to Edward's announcers table and started talking to him*
Edward Findleton: ...What? Look, I'm the announcer! And I do wonder why four headsets were set up tonight, but....No, I'm not moving! You four can leave! *Oden Schreiner put a hand on Edward's shoulder* …....Actually, I can use the night off! I'll be leaving! *Edward got up, and ran away backstage. Each of the members of the MuscleGang put on a headset and sat down at the announcer's table*
Crash MuscleGate: Welcome everybody to HAW! We are just two weeks away from the final show of....Wait. Do you guys hear that? Am I schizophrenic?!
Frederic St. Pierre: It's a producer. Findleton already said all of that.
Lovable Liam: Aw, he's so good at his job. Maybe we should invite him back!
Crash: No! Tonight, this show is the MuscleGang's! And we are on commentary beginning to end!
*James Calhoun's theme played, and he came out with the other members of the Men of Power, and they made their way into the ring*
Crash: And James Calhoun...taking a microphone...and I think he's about to tell the world how normal he is because his great uncle Sylvester made a halloween costume out of fifty rabbits he shot and skinned all on the family farm!
Calhoun: Well how about this! Is this not the greatest company or what? Last week, our leader, Freezer Man saw a big problem in the world title scene, and he made a five way match. Is that not the best solution? No one can predict who will win, this final match will be a wild card match! And the good Lord knows, I love wild card situations!
*Calhoun tried to smile, but one could easily see it was forced*
Calhoun: Now the one person I feel the worst for though...is that man at ringside, Oden Schreiner.
Oden Schreiner: Shut up now or I will shove that microphone down your throat!
Lovable Liam: Calm down big boy!
Calhoun: Look at him folks! You can see the rage in him. He was dealt an unfair hand! So this is why....I have a solution! Oden- *Calhoun was cut off by Franco Mancini's music, and the crowd cheered as he came out to the ring with the O'Tooles.*
Crash: No! Will we ever find out the solution that Calhoun was going to present to us, even though it would probably favor him and hurt Oden?!
*The Trans-Atlantic Family got in the ring, and Franco went up to James Calhoun and grabbed the microphone from his hand*
Franco: Calhoun....about this plan you're about to propose...*By surprise and simultaneously, Franco hit Calhoun with a Pickpocket while the O'Tooles each super kicked The Behemoth and Rat. The three Men of Power each were out, and Fun Fight Machine looked around scared.*
Frederic: Mancini is definitely a man of action. *Franco picked up the microphone again and composed himself*
Franco: ….Calhoun, that's what we think of whatever idea you had. Now, Fun Fight Machine. We're just warning you right now. See, you guys, you want the monopoly on HAW contracts, titles, whatever. See, that's not good for business, specifically my business. I want my share of the pie too. So I really don't want to see you win that National title from St. Pierre. And I know you won't. I've been in the ring with him, and he's a hell of a wrestler.
Frederic: He speaks the truth. I am better than him.
Franco: And tonight's main event, it's not just a put together random match. Last week your Men of Power group wanted to send a message in a tag match. But a real message will be sent tonight. When Fergus beats you, you'll realize so many things. You'll realize you can't be St. Pierre. You won't get your title. You won't get your monopoly. You won't get your raise. And in the end...*Franco prodded Calhoun's body with his foot* You won't have the respect of this guy. There's a lot on the line tonight, Fun Fight Machine. I hope you're ready for it. *Franco threw the microphone down, and the Trans-Atlantic Family exited*
Crash: ...I sometimes like that guy! I mean, I still want him to lose in two weeks, but he's cool at times. I mean, take the entire-wait, what the hell did he just say?
Frederic: We will be right back after these commercials.
Crash: Is that what he said? I was talking and couldn't quite hear-
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*Jessie Parran was sitting down backstage, checking her phone, when Mitchell Row walked up to her*
Jessie: How are you doing, stranger?
Mitchell Row: Very well ma'am. Yourself?
Jessie: Having the time of my life.
Mitchell Row: It certainly looks like it. Are you playing games or just using social media?
Jessie: You just assume that's what I'm doing? I can easily be reading up on the news.
Mitchell Row: You just don't strike me as that type of girl. *Jessie feigned shock, then laughed*
Jessie: Then you can read me well. Social media. Because I am just completely bored.
Mitchell Row: I'm in the same boat. Neither of us are scheduled for matches tonight, nothing to do here...but, I do have two tickets to a baseball game nearby. I think I'll head there.
Jessie: Oh? And who did you plan on bringing with you?
Mitchell Row: Well there's one super-obvious choice...a person I enjoy spending time with while also would enjoy getting to know better....I think I'm going to invite Jack Trailor.
Jessie: So obvious.
Mitchell Row: But he may have to go drive trucks...so I'm thinking you should come with me, just to be safe.
Jessie: I'm not sure. I'm having a fun time refreshing my Instagram feed every two minutes.
Mitchell Row: You're right, I'll go ask Jack. *Jessie jumped up and grabbed Mitchell's arm*
Jessie: But...since I can just do that at the game anyway, I might as well join you.
Mitchell Row: I'm glad you've come to your senses. After you. *Row let Jessie lead, and the two walked off together*
Lovable Liam: Ooohhh! How sweet! They're going on a date!
Crash: Fred! When you're fighting Fun Fight Machine, put him in a headlock and just whisper Mitchell's name in his ear, he'll tap!
Frederic: ….Once again, we will be right back after these commercials.
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*Athena was walking backstage, warming up on the go, when she saw Kherti Bhaka and an older Indian man*
Athena: Kherti?
Kherti: Athena! There you are! I'm glad I ran into you!
Athena: Well I've been searching for you. Are you ready to partner up for our match?
Kherti: I'm almost ready! But first, I want you to introduce you to someone...my father, Naveen Bhakta! *Naveen shook Athena's hand, and they exchanged plesantries* My whole family is going to be there at ringside for our match in two weeks...and...it's just going to be mean a lot to have him, and everyone there for me.
Athena: Well it's the biggest match of you career! And Mr. Bhakta, I will not be offended in the slightest if you boo me! *All three chuckled*
Kherti: Anyway, I just need to get my boots and I'll be ready! I'll be back in one moment! *Kherti ran off, leaving Naveen and Athena. Naveen looked behind him to make sure Kherti was gone*
Naveen: Athena...I must be honest with you.
Athena: Yes?
Naveen: Kherti...she always had this daring side to her. She was not like her brothers and sisters. And I've supported her in finding her own path and to be happy. She wanted to be a wrestler, and I truly am pleased she is following her dream.....but...and I mean no offense, but this is not a career. How long can she do this for? Five years? Maybe ten? She has no future after that.
Athena: Why are you confiding all of this to me?
Naveen: Because deep down, I want you to win this match, and I want you to dominate the match. Don't...don't severely hurt her so she suffers a career ending injury. But...I want that wild spark in her extinguished. She's still young. She can go to school, get a job, be healthy. Just...defeat her.
Athena: My plan has always been to win that match. But I never intentionally want to destroy someone's will to wrestle. The fact is, if she can't hang with me, then that's going to be on her mind, and I can't control that. So I can't promise you anything about her future. But I can assure you I will not go easy on her and give every bit of energy I have.
*At that point Kherti came walking back, dressed in all her wrestling gear*
Kherti: I'm ready for the match now! *Naveen nodded, then looked to Athena*
Naveen: That was a good talk. I'm glad we had it. *Naveen then hugged Kherti* Good luck out there!
Kherti: Thank you Dad, I love you! *Naveen smiled as Kherti and Athena walked off, heading out for their match*
Crash: Oh...this is so awkward! How did he not know a camera was there?!
Oden: Naveen is a blind FOOL!
Frederic: This will surely make this tag team match have an interesting dynamic to it. Stay tuned!
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In a tag team match, Kherti Bhakta and Athena showed great team work and defeated Hannah Rivers and Kitty Kayleen.
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*The Strange Crew's music hit, and out to the ring came Drizzles and Hawaii to cheers from the crowd*
Crash: Hey! Here comes the Strange Crew down to the ring! They are former tag team champions, and honestly, I think the reason they're former is because of their bodies. Look at Hawaii! There's no muscle on that guy! And how is Drizzles even allowed to wrestle with such a constantly fresh looking scar? That has to be a health violation!
Frederic: More importantly, in two weeks the Strange Crew challenge the BioFuel Engineers for the tag team titles.
*Drizzles and Hawaii each took mics and waited for the cheers to die down*
Hawaii: We give props! Major props! BioFuel guys....they looked into our playbook, ripped the page out, and blatantly stole it. They sneak attacked us last week! Bravo! Bravo, you fine brave gentlemen! *Hawaii clapped his hands*
Drizzles: So now we kindly ask of you, to please come into our view! Show the world that you two are brave, so we can send you to your grave!
*Hawaii and Drizzles threw their mics down and waited. The BioFuel Engineer's music played, and Hawaii and Drizzles got ready for a fight. Instead, appearing on the ramp was a middle aged man in a suit and with some papers. He came down to the ring, and picked up one of the microphones*
Man: My name is Clarence Anderson, of the law firm Warren and Anderson. I am here today representing my clients, Sydney Mason and Dalton Elkins, collectively known as The BioFuel Engineers. The BioFuel Engineers wish for me to deliver the message that due to the behavior of one Drizzles the Clown and one Hawaii, they will not be showing up to any HAW shows until their next scheduled match. The behavior they cite includes, but is not limited to, kidnapping, attempted murder with a chainsaw-
Hawaii: Are you kidding? They won the titles due to our attempted murder!
Crash: Hawaii, bringing up a great counterpoint to the lawyer. That man has a future in the courtroom!
Clarence Anderson: Mr...Hawaii. Please. I am merely stating the facts that are causing my clients distress. If I may continue-
Hawaii: You may not! No! Little lawyer man, the only distress that's happening is what you are causing us. You see, we came out here, and we really weren't going to be happy until someone was in this ring lying in a puddle of their blood.
Clarence Anderson: This is exactly what I mean, violent threats against my clients are giving them perfectly legal reasons to avoid showing up.
Hawaii: Wow! This guy is an idiot! How did you pass the bar? THAT would have been the wise time to run. *Drizzles grabbed Clarence Anderson, and held him preventing him from escaping. Hawaii exited the ring and looked under the apron until he came back out with a steel chair and a can of spray paint*
Lovable Liam: Oh dear...this isn't going to be pretty.
*Hawaii raised the chair above his head, looking ready to hit Clarence Anderson, who was begging and practically crying. Hawaii then lowered the chair, and spray painted on it "C U SOON :)" Hawaii handed the chair to Clarence Anderson*
Hawaii: You give that to your little clients, ok? It's our Christmas present to them. *Drizzles let Clarence Anderson go, and he ran off with the chair*
Oden: He should have smashed his skull!
Crash: I agree! This season has included violence against women, against young rehabilitating high school students, why not also have violence against the elderly?
Frederic: With that, we send you to a commercial.
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Lovable Liam: Guess what everyone! We have a camera crew with Mitchell and Jessie on their first date! We're going to take you live to the baseball stadium and see how these two lovebirds are doing!
*At the baseball game, Mitchell Row and Jessie Parran were waiting in line at a hot dog stand, when a pair of hands grasped each of their shoulders. They turned around to find Bigg Pimpin' Alex, along with two women right beside him*
Alex: Look who it is. Jessie and Mitchell, out on a date!
Jessie: Have you been following us you creep?
Alex: Hey, calm down! We are outside of HAW. No harm is going to come to anyone here.
Mitchell Row: That may only be true is you don't leave soon.
Alex: I'm being honest, I'm not here to pick a fight. I'm here to present an offer.
Jessie: I already said no to you last week, Alex. Now go. Just leave me alone and get out of my life!
Alex: Not to you! ...To him. Mitchell...I've known Jessie a long time, much longer than you. So man to man...brother to brother, I'm just warning you, she's trouble. You don't want to get involved with her. Now I don't want to ruin your night you had planned, so I'm presenting you with this. Free of charge, you can take either of the lovely ladies right next to me. Or even both!
Mitchell Row: You just don't get it. We know what you're doing, and we just don't care about you. Alex, the only reason you have any significance in HAW...is because of her. Without her, you're a nobody. You're a tired, washed up wrestler that the fans don't care about anymore. And now you're trying to do anything to get her back. Consider this karma, pal. You treated her badly, and it's all come back to you. Your career is over.
*Alex sighed and shook his head*
Alex: I think the repercussions will be worth is. *Alex sucker punched Mitchell Row, and started to beat him down. Alex then helped Row up, before throwing him over the other side of the hot dog stand counter. Alex then turned to Jessie*
Alex: Relax Jessie....I can't hurt you. But, they can. *The two women Alex was with jumped Jessie Parran, who fell to the ground trying to shield herself. The two women continuined stomping, until arena security guards dragged them and Alex away*
Security Guard: No footage! Turn that off! *A security guard put his hand over the camera, and the feed cut to black*
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Crash: I know Liam, but if I'm 100% decided on Mitchell, then it's just figuring out which of Alex or Fun Fight Machine I want to marry or kill!
Frederic: We are back on the air.
Crash: What? For how long? Did they catch that conversation?
Frederic: We are now tossing it over to Gregory Greystone.
Crash: They didn't really air all of that, did they?
*Gregory Greystone was backstage conducting a sit down interview with Viking*
Gregory: Hello ladies and gentlemen! I'm being joined by Viking!
Viking: Hello Gregory.
Gregory: Hello Viking! I have to start off by asking...it's been two weeks since you lost the HAW World Championship. How are you holding up?
Viking: Why do you ask that? Does anyone tell you otherwise?
Gregory: Er, no, I just-
Viking: I know what you're getting at. *Viking reached down and pulled out a cell phone. He turned it on and showed it to the camera* Look. Missed calls. Unread txts. People are now using you to get into contact with me.
Gregory: Well I have heard rumors you have gone...off the grid so to speak.
Viking: You don't understand. My wife, my children. They can't understand either. That title was my life's work...and I lost it through no fault of my own. And I need it back. I can't have distractions. I can't worry about...love from home. I can't worry about what the public thinks of me. I can only worry about the four opponents I'm facing in the ring. I have gone to wrestling schools on my days off. I've re-done the basics to make sure I have a solid understanding. I've done advanced schooling. I've watched tape, of legends, myself, and of my opponents. I need to be prepared for this.
Gregory: Are you worried about ring rust? Next week, the main event will see Mitchell Row and Oden Schreiner take on Franco Mancini and James Calhoun...and you will be the special guest referee! This will make you the only competitor to not have a match in the weeks leading up to the title bout.
Viking: Did you not hear what I just said? I am more prepared than any of them. I can use that time in the ring to watch them. Don't question me about this again.
Gregory: I guess this brings up the question...if this HAW season ends, and Viking is not the champion...what's next?
Viking: ….That's not an option Gregory. The fact that you continue to belittle me...I'm done with you. I can best use my time in other ways. *Viking stood up, and walked off the set*
Gregory Greystone: ….Viking, Ladies and Gentlemen!
*The camera cut back to the annoncer's table, Crash and Liam arguing, Frederic with his head in his hands and Oden looking bored*
Liam: You're wrong!
Crash: No! You marry him, it's the only option! *Crash looked at the camera, realizing he was on air again* ...Oh! Er, wow! What a great interview that was. We sure learned a lot about Viking in that! I'm glad we watched every minute of it, aren't you guys? *St. Pierre let out a long sigh*
Frederic: Stay tuned for our main event.
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Fergus O'Toole took on Fun Fight Machine in the main event. The words of Franco got in his head as Fergus absolutely dominated Fun Fight Machine.
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