Tobin Frost comes on the screen after KD has exited the ring and an exhausted Anthony Baker walks up the ramp.
Tobin: Well done, kid.
Tobin laughs and continues.
Tobin: I beat that oversized goon KD last week. It should have been me with that belt. I've held that thing on your shoulder a few times. I do say it looks pretty nice in my hands.
Baker looks at the screen angrily.
Tobin: Hold on to that belt very tightly. Because that target on your back just got a hell of a lot bigger.
Baker is annoyed as Tobin continues to talk down to him.
Tobin: You can relax for now. Enjoy it, I want you to go to the back kid and wait to clean yourself up. Find a nice comfortable seat and a monitor.
Tobin:
I want you to watch what I do to Bill Ding tonight. Ding has been on a roll since he beat me. But people have forgotten that for 90% of that match I kicked his ass.
Tobin: Just like people have forgotten all that I’ve done. But I’m going to remind everyone, Ding included, what I’m all about. KD saw it last week.
Tobin:
Ding will tonight. If you want any chance when we get in the ring, and trust me we will fight in that ring, you better take some notes.
Tobin: I’m going to take you to school Baker. I don’t know if you will pass or fail. All I know is that you are going to hurt.
Tobin laughs as the screen cuts off and Baker heads backstage shaking his head.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Looks like the stage is set!
This gonna be huge!
Back to the Oasis Day Spa we go as Tiberius Dupree and Madison Cox complete their day of pampering, aka the final battle of The Betterness vs The White Queen. The attendees are working on each of them for the massage portion of their spa package.
Madison’s attendee squirts on the massage oil and begins to rub it in when she jumps and slaps the bottle from his hand.
Madison: Hey! What are you doing?
The confused attendee looks to Madison holding up the bottle of oil.
Attendee: Appl-Applying the massage oil, Miss Cox?
Madison: Where are you from again? The Congo? Madagascar?
Attendee: I'm- I’m from Milwaukee!
Madison peers at him suspiciously from the table.
Madison: Apply the oil without touching me with your hands. I don't want you feeling me up with your impure mitts.
Meanwhile, Dupree is giving his own attendee grief.
Dupree: What is this woman, the essence of mediocrity?? The Betterness does not use the same oil as that Cox mongrel over there. Give me the organic peach oil with mini golden maple leafs, you know the usual. Kneesus, you people.
Before either Tibby or Madison get their full massage treatment when more commotion is heard in the front lobby.
Anna Mosity, one half of the degenerate bombshell duo Betty Ford is in a drunken rampage.
Apparently she rode in a stolen BMX bike and is now tossing it over the lobby desk at the receptionist.
She’s screaming in drunk slurs looking for Madison. One of the terrified attendees point her towards the massage room.
Anna bursts into the room empty 40 ounce in one hand and handle bars in the other. She points the handle bars drunkenly at Madison.
Anna Mosity: Getting soft and ready for me, aintcha!
The attendees scramble for safety, Tibby slides off his massage table and Madison jumps to her feet.
Dupree: This is freaking kneedless kneediculousness!
Angered by the whole fiasco of Madison’s arrival and Anna Mosity ruining his spa experience he uses all the Betterness in his half oiled up body to knee the folding partition over and storm out the room.
Dupree: This is what talking to Dennis Black for 5 minutes gets me. Freaking titerus….
Anna Mosity: Your ass is mine, bish!
Anna begins to step towards Madison. The Queen, always ready to evacuate an emergency situation at the drop of a dime, grabs the bottle of massage oil from the traumatized attendee and squirts it in Anna’s eye.
Anna: Ahhhhh my f**king eye! You c*ntrag!!!
Madison then grabs the poor attendee by the shirt and holds him in front of her, using him as a human shield. She pulls him with her as she rushes out of the spa room.
Madison yells over the human shield’s shoulder as she exits: Sorry you couldn't get in on the spa day, Anna- they don't serve the homeless!! Byeeee!
Anna shrugs her shoulders grabs the bottle of peach oil with golden flakes and slumps in the corner with a freshly lit Marlboro.
Anna: Mmmm….Goldschlager. I win!
The camera pans to the announce team.
Don't drink that!!!
She is a human garbage!
Tobin Frost vs Bill Ding
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The camera pans to the announce team.
Good heavens!
Woah!
Nate Ortiz walks into the physical therapist’s office dressed in grey sweats and sun glasses. The light still causes the OCW champion great pain even a few weeks after his match with Leonheart. The concussion symptoms have persisted keeping the champion from even flying to OCW Riot.
Nate smells of Bacardi causing the receptionist to give Nate a side eyed glance as he slides her his medical card and is directed into the therapist office. Nate doesn’t have to wait long as the therapist walks in.
Therapist: Mr. Ortiz, how are we doing today?
Nate: I feel like **** or I wouldn’t be here…
Therapist: No need for the language.
Nate: You mean “****”? Come on now…
The therapist shakes her head.
Therapist: What symptoms have you experienced since I last saw you?
Nate: Let’s run down the list: Headaches ,blackouts, fatigue, poor balance, amnesia, disorientation, nausea, vomiting, irritability, mild depression, ringing in the ears, sensitivity to light.
The therapist stares at the champion.
Nate: That good enough? This morning before I got here I had to take an extra moment to recognize my own daughter.
Nate: Do you know what that is like. To have to question who your flesh and blood is even for a moment. To be forced to sit at home and not do the job you’ve done for the last 20 years. To seemingly be pulled apart from the person you love because of this damn condition that won’t go away. Doc, I am falling apart at the seems right now.
Nate: I’ve lost my best friend, and the only other things that matter to me are being ripped away from me too. So when I say I’m feeling like shit. I am feeling like shit. I just want to do what I need to do get back to being me.
Therapist: Alright well I’ve got some breathing techniques and stretches I want you to try out. They come from a sect of monks and I’ve had some success with patients similar to you.
Nate gets up but before he can start to do anything the room starts to spin, he drops to a knee and crawls over to a nearby garbage can where he vomits.
He picks himself up and motions for the therapist to stay away as he walks over an rinses his mouth out in the sink. Nate runs some water on his face and through his hair. He then walks up to the therapist like nothing happened.
Nate: Let’s do what we have to do. I need to get back…
Nate begins to mimic the motions and breathing of therapist. Nate smiles a little.
Nate: Versus would be having a hoot seeing be do this shit…
The scene fades as The Franchize continues on his road to recovery.
