*FLASHBACK MOMENT*

We see Anthony Baker in The Purge Mobile 3000 going at an insane speed of 20 MPH.

Baker: I’M GOING FAST! MONICAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAA

Baker looks down at his cell phone and starts texting Hoot Mom. Without paying any attention to the road he continues to check Facebook and decides to Snapchat his adventure in his father’s vehicle. You stupid millennial you. I hope Kendall Jenner f***** you in the ass.

Baker looks back up and his eyes open wide as he realize he is about to crash into a parked car at a T-intersection. Without even thinking twice he jumps out of the car and does a sloppy barrell roll.

The Purge Mobile which has slowed down to a mere 10 MPH now rolls slowly into the parked car.

Baker: OH…….whew. Well I should totally Snap this.

Baker turns around and poses for a Snapchat with The Purge Mobile 3000 hugging the parked car. All of a sudden……….

BOOM! THE PURGE MOBILE 3000 EXPLODES IN A GREAT BALL OF FIRE!

Baker: WHAT THE HELL? OH NO! DAD! MOM! OH NO. THEY ARE GONNA KILL MEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Baker starts running from the scene sobbing hysterically.

*END FLASHBACK*

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	..........................................
	That boy will never be right.

H2O paces back and forth backstage waiting for the cue to hit the ring. He checks his ring attire one more time making sure it looks good in honor of Japan.

The look on his face is a look of frustration and disappointment. He has to face what he thought was a good friend and Heather Angelo is a no show.

He flexes his legs without a brace now. He enjoys the freedom of his knee. A random crew member rushes to him with a letter and a black box that's a size made to fit a necklace in. He opens it and it reads:

Dear Harvey,

I'm hope this reaches you before your match with your new found friend, Anthony Baker. I say that with the most sincerity. It's hard to make friends in this business. It's also hard to make relationships.

I hate to break it to you like this but you and I can't be. Not right now or maybe ever. We are powerful together but just not in this business. In my professional debut you weren't even there for me. Although, you were there for Baker against Tobin. Your priorities are in disarray which makes my priorities have the same fate. I have to get my life together too.

I love your confidence and enthusiasm to be the best, Harvey. Keep it up and one day you will be great. Even at your lowest of the lows recently, you are still the talk of this federation. Have you seen the marquee for the card? It still reads Head Rookie H2O vs. Baker! Even though you feel like you're not The Head Rookie anymore but you always will be in upper management eyes as well as the fans.

I left you something with this letter. A ring. It's a symbol of our relationship that one day we will get back together again. At least we hope. Our relationship will come full circle my love. It's just not the right time. I know what I said on Riot, you can do better without me. What I meant was in presence.

Scene switches from H2O to Heather sitting at a desk in a dark room writing this letter. Only one candle is lit and you can see a tear coming down one eye of Heather’s but with a face of anger.

Then you see the silhouette of a man leaning against the wall in the dark. All you see clearly is his scarred hands. Clenching and flexing his fingers like he has arthritis or something. He is demanding Heather to write what he's saying.

???: Maybe in spirit you'll be good with this gift. Please wear it during your match. “May we always float in the ocean of paradise.” is inscribed inside the ring. Good luck tonight.

Always,

???: Put something cute here that'll make him feel that there is hope. What is it that I heard him call you? Oh yes. Heaven. Put that in there.

Heather, in disgust, writes it down.

Heather: There it's done.

???: Very good. Now give it to me.

Heather hesitates.

???: Give it to me now little girl!

She folds the letter to fit inside the envelope and without looking at the man. She passed him the note.

???: I'll make sure this gets thru the proper channels and he receives it just before his match.

???: This will make you stronger, my little girl. No ties to ANYONE anymore. Now it's time to get your life together and make you become a real woman.

Heather: I am a real woman. If it wasn't for you holding that bat close to you I'd break both of your disgusting little hands for even touching me.

???: Boy oh boy you are your mother's child. You can't break anyone dear unless you know how it feels to be completely broken. The pain you feel now and all these years past you will now inflict that on others at YOUR mercy.

???: Now come with your father!

Blackout extinguishes the flame with his fingers as it fades to black and cuts back to present time. H2O just got done reading the letter.

H2O: I'm sorry Heaven for not being there for you. I promise to give my all tonight with this ring. When I come home we will make it work.

H2O: Let's do this.

H2O, so into the letter, missed his cue. He puts on the necklace with the ring on quickly as he then hits the stage right behind Anthony Baker!

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	No more second guessing!
	It's go time!

 

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The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	WHAT IN THE HALE?
	Oh dear...

Backstage at the Saitama Super Arena, Madison is looking over a sushi menu when she calls over her assigned Japanese assistant to take her order.

Madison: Ok, HI. So I’d like to get these that I've gotten checked off, but I need the following substitutions: for the King Roll, instead of the avocado, lettuce, and crabs- I don't want crabs- can I get just scallop instead? Half slightly broiled, of course, with a dash of lemon. And for the Eel Cucumber Roll, can I get that with absolutely NO eel? Those are slimy and gross. I don't put slimy gross things in my mouth.

Madison: In fact, actually… can they not roll those in seaweed and rice? Maybe just roll all the ingredients together into a ball? No wait, actually, just stack the ingredients. But I still want them to be called ‘rolls’.

The assistant looks at Madison half puzzled, half annoyed as he pretends to jot down her special requests.

Madison senses his annoyance and tries to look at his notepad.

Madison: Are you even writing this down? What is that, a squiggle??

The assistant quickly flips his notepad closed and barks his response at her haltingly-

Assistant: All set ma'am, I go put in order now, baiii!

The assistant exits through the curtain. Madison flips her hair and yells down to the other end of the room to some other assistants that are helping set up.

Madison: Hey! Aren't I supposed to be getting a steamed hot towel for my face?? I thought you were people of tradition here, give me the full experience!!

As Madison snaps her fingers, the other Japanese assistants stop briefly and all shoot her dirty looks before chattering away in their native tongue as they resume setting up.

Madison: They must be asking each other where Dennis is. (Little does Madison know, what some of them were actually muttering was something along the lines of, “I’ll give you a steaming hot pile of something, alright!”)

Madison cups her hands and yells in their direction: YOU’LL SEE THE KING LATER!!

Madison hears someone pass back through the curtain to enter the room.

Madison: I hope you got the “eel-less” eel roll part right, because-

Madison turns to see Kassidy Hayes entering the room, dressed just like the Black King, Dennis Black. Madison’s eyes widen.

Madison: Uhhhhh…. what… just…. huh?

Madison shakes her head rapidly while repeating “I don't like this. This just won't do.” over and over.

Madison: No no no, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

Kassidy: I'm breathing in!!

Madison: No!

Kassidy: I'm breathing -

Madison: OUT!!!!!

Madison points to the door.

Madison: Change, immediately. How did you even get his attire? Someone made that, right? You aren't actually wearing HIS attire?

Kassidy: Hey, Madi. I need the Television Title. Big plans tonight.

Madison deadpans: what.

Kassidy: For my title match.

Madison: You're wearing his attire. Now you want to come out with his belt? Am I at Comic-con?

Kassidy nods.

Madison: Uh… riiiiiight. Ummm heeere, let me get it for you.

Madison goes into a duffle bag and pulls out the TV title. She hands it to Kassidy and gives it a pat.

Madison: There you go, kid. Enjoy your… night… or… whatever.

Kassidy: I'm gonna make Blek proud!!! Trash won't know what hit him.

Kassidy puts the title over his shoulder and exits as he hums Dennis’s theme song. Madison shakes her head and sighs.

Madison: Well then. Thank god for toy replicas!

Madison goes into her luggage and pulls out the real Television title. She lays it on her lap and begins shining it lovingly with the finest of Japanese silks as the cameras fade out.

The Camera pans to the announce team!  

	If Anthony Baker ain't right.
	Kassidy Hayes is just plain...re........PG Show.