John spots Marisa walking through the halls and approaches her.
John: Look Marisa I don’t know what Nate’s deal is but tell him to back off. I mean you’re the one who kissed me so his problem should be with you not me.
Marisa is seething. Rage in her eyes! She blasts John Carter with a mouthful.
Marisa: You no good asshole! You kissed me! You weaseled your way out to the ring and did what you did while I was delirious! You’re disgusting! How dare you, I am an engaged woman! And then you flipped me onto the mat.
Marisa: You think Nate is just going to let all this slide!? You’re trippin’ and need help. As much as I wanna hurt you, Nate wants to ten times more! The disrespect you have for the both of us will be punished! You’ll learn one day soon John, one day real soon!
John chuckles
John: Hey just because you ended up with that loser Nate doesn’t mean you can take your anger out on me. I know it must be tough, but that’s besides the point. This is why I’m going to ask you one more time, let’s just move on.
John: Not because I’m scared but I have better things to do than have someone’s girl feeling up on me and having him get mad for it. I got wrestling to focus on.
Marisa rolls her eyes and steps right in John’s face.
Marisa: Your little reverse psychology is not going to work on me! I see right through you Carter! You wish you could have me. That’s why you’re always in my business and that’s why you hate Nate. He has what you want and that’s me!
Marisa: You will never have all of this! So stay out of mine and Nate’s business before you seriously get hurt. Like you said, focus on your stale wrestling career and that little sheep academy you’re in. You and those sheep don’t want none of these Wolves!
John: Why are you getting so close you want another kiss or something? Me want you? Why would I want to be with a cheater? You openly admitted when you first got here that you wanted to sleep with everyone in the locker room.
John: I mean maybe Nate doesn’t care or maybe he’s into that kinda thing I’m not too sure. But you are the one who kissed me so that says enough.
Marisa: Keep telling yourself that John! I know that gets you excited! And I have never ever cheated on Nate! You mind your business anyways! Don’t worry about what goes on in our bedroom!
Marisa: Why don’t you try getting some for starters! And definitely don’t want to experience that again! I went through two whole bottles of mouthwash after the stunt you pulled! Now is there anything else you want pest or are you going to continue to be all up in my face!?
John: Two bottles no wonder your breath smells good for once. I don’t even want to know what goes on in your bedroom. Judging by how weird Nate is actually I won’t even start that.
John: But you were the one who got in my face. I wanted a nice civil conversation asking you to tell Nate to back off. I’m over this whole thing I got better things to do.
Marisa: Urgh! I am so fed up with you! You know what, enough of this is right. But before I completely wash my hands of you I wanna put you in your place once and for all! So, I am challenging you!
Marisa: Fight me in the ring John! No Nate, just you and me one on one in an unsanctioned confrontation! Give me a few weeks to prepare and let’s settle this. What do you say? Are you man enough to accept!?
John: I mean really you think I’m that dumb? What’s in it for me? What do I get if I’m able to beat you. Well when I beat you.
Marisa: I’m serious, I will have Nate barred from ringside. THOT’s honor. Name your price! Afraid I’m gonna embarrass you?
John: You know what fine I’ll do it but if I win he’s never allowed to lay his hands on me again!!!!
Marisa: Alright deal! I’ll see you in that ring in a few weeks. Don’t cry when you’re flat on your back, 1, 2, 3!
Marisa nudges John on his forehead and storms off!
Harri is on the warpath backstage. As the camera pans up an empty hallway, the sounds of her singing 'Etiquette, Etiquette, Etiquette' seem to get louder and angrier, and a tall shadow seems to stamp its feet as it comes closer to the camera's view. Suddenly, Stacy Clark steps into the frame.
Stacy: So, Harri...
The shadow stops stomping. The singing stops and the camera hurriedly pans over to catch the sight of Harri Etiquette staring daggers at Stacy. Harri slowly (for a change) walks towards Stacy, the sickly, sarcastic tone dripping from her voice as she approaches.
Harri: Oh, so now you wanna talk? Now, on the biggest night of my career, one on one against Furiosa, you wanna talk?
Stacy looks blankly at Harri for a second as they stand face to face.
Stacy: ... Yeah.
Harri: Well then.
A smile crosses Harri's face as she rubs her hands together for a moment before launching into a million-miles-a-minute tirade, her voice getting gradually higher as it goes on.
Harri:Well then you better pull a mic out your ass pretty quickly and get talking, because by my count I've got thirty minutes to an hour at best to prepare for a match I didn't even know I had, Stacy!
Stacy: But, wait, Harri Etiquette vs Furiosa was booked over a week ago?
Harri takes a long breath.
Harri: No one told me that dumbass wasn't even puttin' her belt on the line! It's a totally different preparation routine, all that time I spent practicing my belt lifts, and deciding how many cartwheels I'm gonna do when I win, I could've spent that doing literally anything else.
Stacy: Well, this sounds like a-
Harri: Stacy, I have been nothing but sunshine and rainbows with you today, if you say that this is a me problem, I will go to your locker room and eat your emergency stash of Sour Patch Kids while you're sleeping.
Stacy: I don't have-
Harri: Don't lie to me, Stacy.
Stacy shakes off Harri's nonsense before re-entering 'presenter mode', and asking Harri one final question.
Stacy: So, Harri, if this really is a new kind of match that you weren't expecting, what's your game plan?
Harri: Stacy, I'm gonna ruin that demon bitch harder than the guy that sang Warning from the Skies. Then, when you're hearing my song for the second time of the night, just like you have for every fuckin' one-on-one match I've had, maybe finally people're gonna start taking me seriously 'round here.
Harri cartwheels off into the distance, leaving Stacy dumbfounded by the sudden obscure music reference and Harri's promise of maintaining for undefeated one-on-one streak as the show segues into the next segment.
TAG TEAM TURMOIL CUTLASS
vs. WOLVES OF VANGUARD
Humming can be heard as the scene opens like a world premier movie to Kassidy Alexander Hayes’s Golden Cheeks.
He’s bent over grabbing something out of the oven until…
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK….
The door opens and it’s Kassidy’s Hayes friend and the TRUE number one contender to The OCW World Heavyweight Championship Harvey Hamilton Ocean.
H2O/Kass: HEEEEEEY!!!
H2O: Aww man! What in the world is that smell in here?
Kassidy: You smell the very first of a limited batch of Kass’ Cake, the baker just left before you arrived. She did an amazing job at sculpting my cheeks.
H2O: I hope it tastes as good as it looks!
Kassidy: You gotta let it sit for a minute cause I just took it out.
H2O: Do I really? A cake like that I can’t wait to have. Give me that thing and let me do the honors!
Kassidy: Alright, alright, just be careful with this special shit candy bar she made. Everyone who comes down to the cake bakery and sweetshop wearing a horse gets to eat the shit bar for free.
Kassidy passes over the cake cutter to Harvey. Harvey grabs it and slices it slowly down the center of it while carefully cutting around the chocolate bar that protrudes out of it.
Harvey then penetrates the Kass Cake to make it a slice and it falls down to the plate Harvey is holding underneath. With no hesitation at all, Harvey handles it with his bare hands and takes a chunk out of the slice.
H2O: I’d never thought I’d say this but…I love your ass!!!
Kassidy: Try the special edition snickers shit bar.
Harvey carefully breaks off the chocolate bar coming out and takes a bite. Harvey's eyes open wide…
H2O: This is some good shit! It even has chunks of…of…
Kassidy: deez, almond, nutz.
H2O: YAAAAS!!!
H2O devours the cake like a venom symbient and does a hand gesture to Kassidy for a drink. Kassidy passes him a glass of milk and Harvey guzzles it.
H2O: Ahhh!
Kassidy: I know you didn’t come here just to taste my ass, what’s up friend?
H2O: I never apologized for not allowing you to hit deez nutz a few years ago. So I just want to say thank you for allowing me to eat your…eh em…Kass.
Kassidy: It definitely would have saved you some of your troubles you had, but hey, it’s fine. Glad you enjoyed my shit.
H2O: I also want to say be careful dealing with The Last Blacksmith. That’s one fighter that feels no pain but he definitely knows how to dish it as good as this cake.
H2O: Just so you know, I’ve been talking to him behind the scenes and trying to convince him to accept your challenge.
Kassidy: Silly Harvey, so amped and ready to go out there last night you didn’t see the video package, Horse accepted.
Kassidy: Careful is the last thing I am going to be with Cowardsmith, he has crafted his career and style off me but I did every stipulation match I could long before he started. I make a tables match, he sets tables on fire;
H2O: He nearly burned my new tattoo by putting me through that flaming table. Eh, he apologized believe it or not. Don’t know if I even remember accepting it though. By the way, I did see the video package. I’m sorry my mind is lost these days.
Kass extends his arm out and grabs harvey by the back of his neck and pulls him close,
Kassidy: Don’t worry Harv, stick with me and we’ll clear your mind of any distraction. You will see, think, and feel as clear as ever.
H2O grabs the corner of his mouth where Colby’s goons busted wide open.
H2O: I think it’s starting to manifest already Kass.
