Where do you normally see Betty Ford on a Friday night? At the bar right? Sometimes a truckstop bathroom, but most likely at the bar getting drunk. Well not tonight, well one half Anna Mosity wants to be at the bar, the other half Eerie Sunshine wants to remain here at the gym.
Anna: C’mon let’s go, that blue ribbon ain’t gun drink itself.
Eerie: You go ahead I gotta train….
Eerie with a lit Marlboro is hitting a speedbag with solid accuracy.
Anna: Really….onna Friday night, c’mon if I don’t f**k a bitch up I’mma lose my mind ho.
Eerie: I’m trying to f**k a bitch up that’s why I’m training.
Anna: This Heather bitch really got under your skin hasn’t she?!
Eerie smashes the bag and looks directly at Anna with a no nonsense look.
Eerie: That skank is evil Anna and when I say evil I mean she’ll sacrifice your vagina to the base gods for a extra ab muscle. You can’t fight evil with a 8th pot and a dozen blue ribbons, you need serious kickassness.
Eerie: This ain’t punk ass Madison playing head games, this is a certified sociopath. I can’t let that bitch Heather get a foothold in the division we made famous. She ain’t no Molly, no KAT, she ain’t even big ass Berfa with it, she’s on that satanic, evil laugh, goat f**kin’ sh*t.
Anna: She f**ked Nate too?
Eerie: I hope not that would mean all is lost. Now get in this ring and fight me like the man I know you were before that god awful surgery.
Eerie steps through the ropes of the practice ring and puts her “now passed the filter” cigarette out on the mat.
Anna: You gonna deny me drinks onna Friday night then call me a dude? I'm on this like f**kin’ donkey dong bitch!
Anna hops in the ring and immediately starts throwing jabs, they exchange blows as we fade to black.
The camera pans to the announce team.
Those 2 are just too much!
They STINK!!!!! Literally!
The camera pans to the announce team.
HYPE!!
Yes!
Heather is walking backstage towards her locker room after her defeat. Jim Black is standing and ready for her scheduled post match interview but is thrown back a little.
She is laughing hideously to herself. Heather notices Jim sense of uneasiness as he awaits for her. With her hands on her hips she stops to take a breather not from her good match but from laughing so much.
Jim: Um...excuse me. Heather?
Heather: Hahaha...Ahhhhhh….What is it that you want….Black?
Jim: I just want to know what on earth is so funny?
Heather: I'm laughing because with each and every week that passes this federation is investing my inner beast.
Heather: Each and every week my soul is licking it's chops as we get closer to Summercide.
Heather stops mid conversation to start laughing again. This time a silent laugh. She could barely hold herself up with this one as she leans up against the wall with one hand keeled over.
Heather: Haha...stop it. The match is over already.
Jim worrisome look grows on his face with each and every second passing by with this interview as Heather talks to herself.
Her laughing has stopped and a creepy silence stands between these two. Heather, still leaning on the wall, lifts her head slowly.
Jim: Heather, who are you talking to?
Heather: I'm talking to the it, Jim. It's ready to be unleashed like any caged creature locked up over a period of time.
Heather: It has tasted almost each and every Femme Fatale from Wrestlution. The speed of Sentai, the strength of Holly and athleticism of Molly. Even with a dash of stardust from Kat.
Jim: Oh I get it now. You're sort of training it like a dog.
That something inside her snaps. Heather quickly grabs Jim by the collar and hems him up against the wall. She looks him up and down as she spots fear in his eyes.
Heather: Don't you ever disrespect my soul. Dogs sink their teeth in arms and legs. They can't rip spines from hot and disgusting flesh like Eerie’s. Understood?
Heather bites her bottom lip as she tightens her grip. Jim shakes his head up and down rapidly. Then Heather gets a look of satisfaction on her face. She places a kiss on his cheek and let's him go.
Jim fixes his collar then rubs his cheek. Heather steps back and gathers her composure.
Heather: Look, Eerie may have had her opportunities in the past but all were in vain. She is forgotten and she knows it. After Summercide, her status won't change.
Heather walks away continuing to laugh. Jim is caught shaking his head as the scene fades.
