Edward Findleton: Welcome to HAW and Merry Christmas! We're one week away from End of the Trail in Portland, but tonight we are in San Francisco!
THE Casey Gains: And we know people have been waiting for this day all year long, as we will see Kitty Kayleen and Mitchell Row get married tonight!
Douglas Brunswick's music came on, and he came out with Mayor Briggs, both men looking happy as they made their way to the ring.
Edward Findleton: But it looks like we're kicking the show off with the stipulation announcement!
Douglas Brunswick: In one week, I will cap off the year of the lifetime. I debuted, I won the HAW World Championship, I defeated all challengers...and next week at End of the Trail, in my hometown of Portland, I will defeat Crash MuscleGate, and show everyone why not only 2020 was the year of Douglas Brunswick, but 2021 and beyond will be too!
Mayor Briggs: And thus, we come to our stipulation. Now my mate here has decided after carefully examining every possible wrestling match, that-
The MuscleGang's theme played, and out came the group led by Crash MuscleGate as they made their way to the ring.
Mayor Briggs: Hey! Hey! You four need to leave. You lost, remember? Get!
Crash: This is between me and Douglas. Not you.
Douglas: Mayor Briggs is right. Your team lost Crash. You don't get to choose the stipulation.
Crash: You're right. I don't. But I want you to think carefully. You're talking about the year of Brunswick...I need to be honest with you. When this season of HAW is over, no one is going to call it the year of Brunswick. A lot happened this year. People tried to beat up a pregnant lady. A match happened at a carnival. Two guys nearly killed each other in a fight club. Powerful groups fell apart. Long time veterans finally achieved their goal. And I guess....the World Champion won a bunch of matches because his intelligent friend gamed the system? That's even considering people remember you.
Douglas: I don't care what people think of me. My skill speaks for itself!
Crash: Except it doesn't! You've never proven anything without Briggs!
Douglas: How about last week against your friends?
Crash: I'm talking one on one, Brunswick. That at its core was still a tag match. One on one, you're not as good as you say you are. You talked earlier this season about wanting to be the best, then prove it! You'll be in front of your family, your friends next week. The people you grew up with, constantly telling them you'll be the best wrestler in the world.
Douglas: What do you want, Crash?
Crash: I think that the stipulation should be....a one on one match. No interference, no gimmicks, just you against me.
Mayor Briggs: Mate, you don't need to listen to him!
Crash: You called me the weak link! Do you really need help to beat me? Do you doubt your ability? Or are you going to choose a “only one camera man is allowed in the ring and the camera man is Mayor Briggs in a disguise” match? Because if you choose that, I'm sure your family will be so proud of you, managing to cheat your way to victory over the terrible Crash MuscleGate.
Briggs tried to lead Brunswick over to the corner for a quick huddle, but Brunswick pushed him aside and stared down Crash.
Douglas: I know I can beat you. You talk about gimmicks? YOU are the gimmick. I am a pure wrestler. My skills are superior to yours,
Crash: Then prove it. Because I know what I've got. I've got heart. Prove your skills are better.
Douglas: ….....You're on. I'll make it official. A straight, normal one on one match.
Crash: ...I'll see you next week.
Crash threw his microphone down and left with the MuscleGang. Briggs looked unsure of everything, but Brunswick kept a serious demeanor, not taking his eyes off Crash.
Edward Findleton: And that was the last stipulation I expected! But it's official...Crash MuscleGate vs Douglas Brunswick...in a wrestling match!
THE Casey Gains: Crash got what he wanted...but I honestly think that at the end of the day, Brunswick has the advantage going in!
The Musical Lifeguard Chairs were backstage in a locker room, watching something on TV.
LaZor: Oh! This is my debut match against Death Man! I wonder what he's up to these days?
Mr. Lifeguard: I heard he's alive and well!
LaZor: Good to hear!
At that point, there was a knock on the door, and an Irish male calling that sounded just like Fergus O'Toole.
Irish Male: Pizza delivery!
LaZor: Oh cool, the pizza is here! I'll pay!
LaZor went to go get his wallet, when Mr. Lifeguard's eyes suddenly went wide. Before LaZor could open the door, Lifeguard put a hand up to block him, then whispered to Lazor.
Mr. Lifeguard: We didn't order pizza!
LaZor nodded, and the realization dawned on him. The two quietly went and grabbed two steel chairs.
LaZor: I am currently coming to the door with just my wallet to pay for the pizza I ordered right now! I sure hope it's tasty!
LaZor and Lifeguard nodded to each other, then silently counted to three. On three, they opened the door and rushed out with the chairs. Fergus O'Toole and Franco Mancini were outside, each with lead pipes. The Musical Lifeguard Chairs swung their chairs, knocking the pipes out of their hands, then proceeded to jab the Trans-Atlantic Family members in the ribs with the chairs. As Franco and Fergus fell, LaZor and Lifeguard cracked the chairs over their backs.
As the two caught their breath, a pizza delivery man walked up to them.
Delivery Man: Hey, I've got an order for an...M. Lifeguard?
Mr. Lifeguard: …...Oh yeah, we did order pizza! That's me!
Delivery Man: Just sign here please.
Lifeguard took the receipt and bent down to use Franco's back as a writing surface. The two exchanged pizza and receipts, and the the Lifeguard Chairs went back to their locker room to finish watching the match.
Mr. Lifeguard: One more week of this buddy.
LaZor: Let's enjoy it while we can!
A loud explosion rocked the arena, and out came The Behemoth and Rat. Already standing in the ring was Jack Trailor, ready for a match.
Edward Findleton: It looks like The Behemoth is getting a warm up match before his National Title shot against Kenneth Cobb!
THE Casey Gains: Jack Trailor is usually one of the bigger men in the ring, but not when he's with The Behemoth. That being said, this won't be an easy match for The Behemoth!
Before the match could start, Kenneth Cobb's music hit, and he came down to the ring and jumped on commentary.
Edward Findleton: Welcome Kenneth! You know, I used to do all the commentary by myself but it looks like HAW loves having guest commentators come down! …...You aren't trying for my job, are you?
Cobb: I'm worried about The Behemoth. If you have anyone to worry about, it's Casey.
Edward: Haha...wait, what?
THE Casey Gains: Looks like the match is starting!
Referee Tom Hunter rang the bell, and the two big men locked up. The opening moments looked more like a sumo match than a professional wrestling match, as both men tried to use their weight to out position the other. Trailor finally got an upper hand and delivered an arm drag to The Behemoth, sending him down. Trailor then put in place an Indian Death Lock prompting Rat to bang the mat to encourage The Behemoth.
Edward Findleton: It looks like Jack Trailor is trying a more technical style against The Behemoth, will you be borrowing any pages from his book?
Cobb: I need to rely on my strengths. My strength is in taking a beating. I just need to prepare for that The Behemoth throws at me.
The Behemoth slowly started to power out of the submission hold, then managed to push Jack Trailor away. As The Behemoth got up, Trailor ran towards him, but The Behemoth hit a back body drop, the ring shaking as Trailor hit the ground. The Behemoth hit a few more scoop slams on Jack Trailor, then grabbed him in powerbomb position. With a heave, The Behemoth lifted Jack Trailor, and hit the Powerbomb Shoulderbreaker. The Behemoth went for the cover, and Tom Hunter counted to three.
As Rat got in the ring to celebrate with The Behemoth, The Insomniac started to take off his headset.
Cobb: You'll think this is stupid, but I'm just getting prepared.
Cobb rolled into the ring, and went right up to The Behemoth. The two men stared each other down, neither moving an inch until Cobb appeared to say something to Behemoth. Behemoth tilted his head confused, but Cobb nodded. The Insomniac then bent his head downward. The Behemoth hesitated, but suddenly grabbed Kenneth Cobb in the powerbomb position. Cobb stayed still, not struggling at all, as The Behemoth picked him up, and hit the Powerbomb Shoulderbreaker. Cobb hit the ground, rolling on the ground in pain, but managed to give a thumbs up to The Behemoth. With that, The Behemoth left the ring with Rat.
Edward Findleton: I'm not sure what that was but...I think it worked out for Kenneth Cobb?
THE Casey Gains: We'll find out if that act helped him next week. The Insomniac vs The Behemoth!
The Biofuel Engineers came out, with Dalton Elkins looking ready for action.
Edward Findleton: This isn't the year the Biofuel Engineers envisioned, but Dalton is facing Fun Fight Machine tonight. How helpful will a win be going into next season?
THE Casey Gains: These two need to go out of this year on a high note. Defeating someone like Fun Fight Machine could be that motivation and momentum they need for next season!
Fun Fight Machine came out next, excited and energized. Referee Tom Hunter rang the bell, and the match began.
The match saw equal offense from both competitors. Dalton wrestled fairly clean, not trying to rely on any interference from Sydney Mason. While Dalton had several near fall attempts, Fun Fight Machine always managed to kick out before the three count.
After another kickout by Fun, Dalton grew visibly frustrated and started arguing with Tom Hunter. Elkins had his back turned, not realizing Fun Fight Machine was able to get to his feet. Fun kicked Dalton in the back of the head, and he fell to the mat. Fun Fight Machine climbed to the top rope, and hit a 450 Splash on Dalton Elkins. Fun Fight Machine successfully pinned Dalton and picked up the victory.
Before Fun Fight Machine could celebrate, Sydney Mason jumped in the ring and attacked Fun. Mason hit a Knee Drop Brainbuster on Fun Fight Machine, knocking him out. Mason helped Elkins to hit feet, and the two started to go back up the ramp slowly. Halfway up, James Calhoun's music hit.
James Calhoun walked past the Biofuel Engineers, not even paying attention to them, and went into the ring. Calhoun picked up the unconscious Fun Fight Machine, and delivered a Cobra Clutch Slam. He grabbed a microphone from ringside, and looked down at Fun Fight Machine.
James Calhoun: I accept your challenge for End of the Trail.
Calhoun hit Fun over the head with the microphone, and departed from the ring.
Edward Findleton: It's official! Fun Fight Machine! James Calhoun! Next week!
The inside of the ring was decorated with flowers, and a minister was standing within.
Minister: Welcome, brothers and sisters, as we celebrate the eternal union tonight of Mitchell Row and Kitty Kayleen.
Mitchell Row's music came on, and he came down to the ring, dressed in an all white tuxedo.
Mitchell: Before we go further, I believe you meant to say, HAW Women's Champion, Kitty Kayleen.
Minister: My apologies Mr. Row. Let us bring forth the bride, HAW Women's Champion, Kitty Kayleen.
Kitty came out next, wearing a black wedding dress and the Women's Championship around her waist. As she got to the ring, she held Mitchell's hand, and the two smiled at each other.
Minister: Today is a special day. In front of sold out crowd and a national television audience, we will see the strength of love that connects us all, personified in Mitchell and Kit-I mean, HAW Women's Champion, Kitty. Mitchell Row, do you take Kitty Kayleen to be your bride?
Mitchell Row: I do.
Minister: And Kitty, do you take Mitchell to be your husband?
Kitty: I do.
Minister: If there is any reason that this lovely couple should not be married, please speak now, or forever hold your peace!
Edward Findleton: Oh no....this is where things always go bad.
Everyone was looking to the ramp, expecting something to happen. But after a few moments, the Minister spoke up.
Minister: Very well. I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride!
Mitchell grabbed Kitty and kissed her, and confetti started falling from the ceiling.
THE Casey Gains: Beautiful! The perfect wedding!
Mitchell and Kitty smiled and waved, and started to prepare to leave the ring. Mitchell sat on the middle rope for Kitty to go through,but before she could, Freezerman's music hit. Looking confused, Mitchell and Kitty backed up to the ring. Freezerman came out with a microphone under his arm pit as he was clapping for the couple. He finally grabbed the mic.
Freezerman: Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell Row! I know your plan was to go on your honeymoon now, but before you leave HAW, I want to give you your wedding gift.
Mitchell Row: Thank you Freezerman! Can you believe that you are the only HAW employee to actually give us a gift?!
Freezerman: Unbelievable! Well I think both of you will appreciate this gift...a brand new HAW contract for each of you!
Kitty: Thank you so much! We will have our agents look it over and sign it after the honeymoon if the money is good! You're the best Freezerman!
Freezerman: I'd actually look it over before the honeymoon. You see, a few weeks ago, you encouraged HAW fans to not watch the show and...well, the board wasn't happy with that. But I went to bat for you two, and instead of having your contract expire and be deemed non-hireable and stripped of the HAW Women's Champion, I made a compromise! You will defend your championship next week at End of the Trail!
The crowd cheered as Kitty's face turned to fury, while Mitchell looked on in shock.
Freezerman: Congratulations again lovebirds! I look forward to seeing you again next week! Happy honeymoon!
Freezerman smiled and went to the back, as Kitty started to tear up the flowers and throw them around. Mitchell Row tried to calm her down but to was not successful.
Edward Findleton: And what a way to go out! HAW's final show, all titles on the line, including the Women's Championship!
THE Casey Gains: Join us next week for End of the Trail! Merry Christmas everybody!