The crowd cheered the man pacing the ring.

Ginger: Ladies, ladies and more ladies. That is the theme for tonight, and our guest for this evening is no stranger to ah.

Ginger looked at his cue card.

Ginger: Ah our guest wrote his intro... Our guest for this evening is no stranger to strange, so with out further ado the Tim Tam Slamma, Prince of depravity. Turmoi-

The music for the guest cut Ginger off as everyone was focused on the stage.

Parts of the crowd cheered while others booed as Seb walked around the ring his two ladies of the night flanked him as he stopped in front of Ginger.

Seb: You have a bit of a following that's nice, I have a following too.

He gestured to the ladies.

Seb: So why is it that I get the pleasure to be here in front of these bogans?

The crowd looked confused, not knowing what the term bogan meant.

Ginger: These ah um "bogans" pay to see you and the other stars of the show, which in turn gets you a pay cheque.

The crowd applauded the intern.

Ginger: Any way you're here tonight because I invited you. Now at Chill Faktor you became the new Television champion by pinning Sheperd, with what followed at the end of the night did you collude with the rookie to get your win?

Seb looked offended and ready to hit Ginger but one of the ladies with Seb grabbed his arm and he cooled down a little.

Seb: Collusion? Please that's absurd, Christian put everything he had into that match. Pinning Austin was a brave thing to do, and you want to take that away from him with petty accusations? 

Ginger shied away a little a Seb got in his face.

Seb: Austin Lee also put up a hell of a fight, something I'm sure I'll regret saying is that he took both of us to the limit. Just a shame I didn't get to be the one to eliminate him. And you're trying to defame him, Sheperd and myself by suggesting collusion? Shame Red, Shame.

Ginger: Ok Ok I'll change the subject of the topic. How does it feel to be the new Television champion?

Seb: Now that's something I can answer. It feels great, the caliber in woman that wants you goes up from a Eerie Sunshine to the likes of Madison, they're just not as conniving or smart as her though which benefits me.

He reached for one of the ladies hand and gently kissed it before handing her his title.

Ginger: Do they cost much?

The crowd roared in laughter before going OOOOOH AAAAH as the woman kicked Ginger in the testicles, the intern didn't have time to double over as Seb rebounded off the ropes and hit him with the Lariat from Down Und.

Seb got to his feet and retrieved the title from the ladies and held it high.

Seb: Since Ginger is a bit out of it, your next match is..

He picked up Gingers' cue cards and saw the next match.

Seb: Hmm interesting, your next match is some chick vs some other chick. This'll be a great match.Seb rolled is eyes: Enjoy folks.

The crowd booed as Seb left only perking up once he'd left, the scen fades out to the commentators.... 

	Get him out of here.
	I know a few chicks here who could give him a run for his money.

 

The scene opens Inside the private dressing room of OCW’s most pristine, most lovely, most influential woman (and board member) in history, Madison Cox of course. She sits in front of her vanity mirror primping and poufing as she sips on a serving of wine in a fine crystal glass. Madison uncaps one of her lipsticks and twists the bottom so that she can apply it. The moment the stick touches her lips (pause) her expression immediately turns sour. 

Madison: What the- NO!! This isn't right at all. This is GLOSSY lipstick!! Not MATTE! ASSISTANT!!! HELLO?? HARK!!

With no assistant to be found running to her beck and call, she angrily chucks the open lipstick at the wall, leaving a bright red glossy streak. 

Madison: Glossy lipstick. What the hell do they think I am? I'll leave the ‘slimy lip’ feeling up to Flojo’s Friday nights, thank ya very much!! Hard to find good help these days, what with deportation and all. 

Madison: Speaking of which, let's see what good ol’ POTUS had to say today. I feel like being inspired. 

Madison checks her phone and begins scrolling through her newsfeed for Trumps latest bits of Twitter wisdom, when she hears a commotion from outside her door. She stops momentarily to listen. However, realizing that her biker goons are outside keeping her safe, she shrugs and returns to scrolling. Just at that moment, a few loud crashes distract her yet again and in comes Bill Ding plowing through the doors, Kool Aid man style. 

Ding (catching his breath): Oh you!!! Yeaaaaa babehdoll you!! You think you can sic ya sorry looking leather wearin’, chain slingin’ goons aftah me and take mah belt? 

Madison flips her hair back and jumps to her feet. 

Madison: Who do you think you are barging in like that?? And my door!! I think you bumped your head a few too many times there, “””DADDEH”””. Are you going to pay for this mess?? 

Madison leans to the side and looks behind Ding’s large frame to check on the status of the biker goons. Unfortunately for her, the three are lying crumpled on the floor. 

Ding: Oh dontcha worry about your compadres there, they takin’ a lil cat nap, if you wiiiill. Daddeh put them to bed. And the only one payin’ for somethin’ is you if ya don't go ahead and tell meh what you done with mah belt now. 

Ding steps closer to Madison and peers down at her. 

Ding: I heard ya on the speakerphone that night I was attacked. Talkin’ to ya feeble minded goon there, talkin’ bout ‘Get the belt’. Ain't nobody heeeyah with the same voice of absolute sluttery as you, toots. 

Madison: Ha. Clever. That's not how you talk to administration, but I digress. Fine. You can have your belt. And I'll even tell you where it is. You just have to go get it, is all.

Ding looks at Madison suspiciously, but presses on.

Ding: Well shoot, lady! No time like tha present! Ya bettah spill it. 

Madison goes to her purse and pulls out a folded piece of paper. She walks back over and hands it to Ding.

Madison: Ask and you shall receive. Enjoy. 

Ding opens up the piece of paper and reads the inside which states “Shipping Receipt. Destination: Tokyo” 

Ding: Tokyo ???

Ding almost crumples up the paper and jams it down Madison's throat (pause) when another ruckus is heard from just above them. They both pause and look up in an attempt to locate the sound. 

CLUNK CLUNK BANG CRASH CRRRRRRRRRRRRACK!!

Just a few feet away the ceiling opens up around an air duct screen, and through it comes Bingo crashing through, landing on Madison’s vanity and smashing it to the ground. 

Madison: Do none of you know how to stay away????! Or even use a door correctly for that matter?? 

Bingo: Well, the goons. And uh, yea. I wanna know where the belt is too! I'm next to fight for it, remember? 

Madison is temporarily enraged but remembers something and somehow regains her composure. 

Madison: Yes. Yes, I'm aware. Of course your BOSS ahem ME has this matter in mind. Simply, put, I can't have Dennis distracted by the stench of favoritism that the fans seem to have for you, Ding. As for you, B17, you were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. However, my life is just easier when you all aren't around. 

Madison: So, (looks at Ding and taps on the piece of paper) there's your belt. Go along and get it. 

Madison looks to B17: And you, well, I suppose if you truly do want to be the one fighting for the belt, you better go along too. 

B-17 goes to speak, but Madison raises her hand to his face, interrupting him. 

Madison: Now if you’ll excuse me. I have an overweight black woman who wants to assault me like I’m fried chicken to deal with. You two better be gone by the time I get back! 

Madison saunters off as B-17 and Ding glance at each other. 

B-17: She’s hot, but I’m not sure the whole racist thing would be worth it.

Ding opens up the crumpled receipt and stares at it.

 

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Next up a few more new faces to the scene.
	Lets do this!

 

 

Halie Nichols vs Lady Nightmare vs Riley Quinn

 

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Ball game.
	3-ways are always interesting.

 

Ginger stood backstage looking very dazed and confused with a now unmasked Nightmare.

Ginger: Please explain why you attacked Ms Quinn after the match? From the way you did it, you may have injured her.

The woman looked down, growled then pretended to lunge at Ginger causing a little pee to leave his dick hole and moisten his pants like a well done Christmas turkey.

Ginger: I mean sorry for your loss this evening, you looked to be on top for some of the match only falling short when Riley pushed you out of the ring. Care to comment?

Nightmare just glowered at daggers at Ginger opting not to say anything.

Ginger: What about the fact Halie won seeing as you speared her a few weeks ago?

Again nothing from the woman.

Ginger: Well good luck with the next couple of weeks, hopefully you can get a few wins.

The scene fades out as Ginger quickly beckons for a fresh pair of pants and boxers....

***

Capo is standing outside of the Lord & Taylor Department Store In Midtown Manhattan. He calls Lee but gets no answer...After a brief pause he witnesses two exotic women looking his way and smiling devilishly as they enter Lord & Taylor. Capo grabs the door for the two young women who start speaking French to him.

Woman 1: Merci beau, quoi d'autre font ces mains!

Both women start to giggle and mumble further to themselves..

Woman 2: Je parie que sa bite fonctionne aussi bien

Capo blushes with excitement as he understands some of the French language being Italian is part of the Romance Languages. He starts to talk to the women, but then a return call from Lee comes in. He starts to pick up the phone and the women quickly hurry off laughing and looking back at Capo devilishly. 

Capo: Lee where are you?

Lee: —-I Can't just wear something off the rack—-I’m near the fitting rooms Capo. 

Capo: Ok I’ll be there in a sec…


Capo makes his way to where Lee is standing as notices 3 more gorgeous women standing near him. The women are all wearing dresses and having a great time as Lee parades around them. Capo quickly grabs a nearby dress and says:

Capo: Aye bro im headed to the dressing rooms

Lee: Wait what for? 

Capo: To try on this dress...Black really got us good this time, I should have listened to B17 and not taken the match. 


The women start laughing as Capo’s reluctance to try on dresses starts to show.

Lee: Now let's see how the red one would look on me. 

#Austin hands the ladies cut outs of his face on a stick, then he tosses Capo his own personalized pics on a stick as well. The lady in the Red Dress starts to hold the masks up to her face. 

Lee: See this how you shop Capo…. 

#Austin stands up walking around the model as he looks over the dresses. 

Lee: This just won't do..Next.. 

The next model comes walking over holding the cut out up again for #Austin.

Lee: No no no now that one is going to make me look like I have a deformed chest.

Lee: Screw it, guess I'm just gonna have to go with the white dress, works the best with the hair and it looks like the only option that will allow me to move freely enough to connect with a discount cutter or a Marvel-ova.

Capo: You are brilliant, here I was sick to my stomach worried about trying on dresses. This just got much easier for Capo. 

The two laugh as #Austin daps Capo up and makes his way to the register. As Capo starts to hand a Model his face mask...

Scene closes….

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Now the rematch!
	Will it be revenge or will Madison prove it wasn't a fluke.

 

 

Madison Cox vs Hurricane Holly Hunter

 

The Camera pans to the announce team!

	Took advantage there.
	She's gonna be thinking about that for a while.

 

Once again we return backstage to find Ginger wearing fresh underwear and with a new guest, Riley Quinn looking the worse for wear.

Ginger: Riley you were pinned tonight after almost winning it all, then you were attacked following the loss. How are you fairing, any broken bones, concussions?

Riley looked at Ginger with a sarcastic roll of her eyes.

Ginger: Please don't hurt me I just got a fresh pair of briefs.

Riley: It is complete and utter bullshit I tell. Nightmare is a coward. She is like one of those skanks back in high school who is jealous because I get all the attention from the men. Payback is going to be worse that her menstrual cycle on day one.

Ginger: That’s a graphic image I won’t be able to shake… So you do plan on taking revenge, do you have a time frame for this?

He looked at Riley who was rubbing her lower back rather suggestively.

Riley: Could you just put a bit of pressure here?

Ginger looked around to make sure no one was around before putting his hands on RIley’s lower back.

Ginger: I can get in trouble for this, but I could rub that knot out of you back here.

Riley made an odd pleasurable noise before shoving Ginger away, the interns pant’s looked a little too tight for him now.

Ginger: Oh shoot this is awkward, ah good luck in the coming weeks. Back to ring side….

The scene ends with Riley walking away and Ginger trying to re adjust his stiff pants leg….

 

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