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STYLES.
Ok fans, we're back. And next. Is Wonka VS Andrew.
AUSTIN.
Well,This ain't even close, Joey. Hell, Wonka's going to beat the living shit, out of that jackass. But what I want to talk about is Willow, vs Amy. See, we've got to mad bitches, that are going to kick the hell, out of each other.
STYLES.
Believe it, or not, they started as friends.
AUSTIN.
Well, that's how it always starts. My daddy used to say, a friend, in need, is an asshole.
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SKYLER.
I'm here with Amy, and I just want to know.
AMY.
First, remember what I did, to you, last time? Fuck with me, again, and I'll turn you, into a man.
SKYLER.
But, what abo.
AMY.
And castarate you. (Skyler hands her the mic, and leaves). So, Willow. I've been waiting for this, a long time. Tonight. The world will see, who the real witch is. And if Tara gets in my way. I, I, I will K, Kick, kick, her aaassssssss.
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STYLES.
Fan, I have an annoucement. Tonight, are main event, between Buffy, and Faith, will be refereed, by Joss Whedon, himself. (Crowd goes wild).
ANNOUCER.
LADIES, AND GENTALMEN. THE NEXT MATCH, IS ONE FALL. COMING TO THE RING, ANDREW. (Andrew walks to the ring, wile the Star Trek them plays.) AND HIS OPPONET, COMING TO THE RING. WONKA.
WONKA.
OK dork! Your going down! (She goes into the ring, but he jumps her, as she's getting in. He drops an elbo on hear head. And puts her, in a sleeper hold. But she manages to flip over, and get out of it. She starts laying in Ric Flair style chops, to his chest. (Cross goes WOOH!)
Andrew pokes her, in the eyes, and throws her, into the ropes. He goes for a cloths line, but she ducks, and hts him, with a drop kick. She starts hitting his head. And he punches her, in the crouch.
WONKA.
What the fuck, are you doing?
ANDREW.
Hey, why didn't that hurt your nuts?
WONKA.
Oh, you are beyond sad! (She kicks him, in the head, but he come up, with a Phaser?
ANDREW.
Wel, my dear. You've done well, but Mind, has beaten matter. (He fires, and she's hit, with little Nerf, (Yeah, I said Nerf) bullets.
WONKA.
That's it, you have to go! (She grabs a chair, and beats his skull in. Then Piledrives him, on the chair, and gets the pin.)
ANNOUCER.
HERE IS YOUR WINNER. WONKA.
AUSTIN.
Well fans. That little bastard's had that coming for years, and it finnaly happend. Let go to the back.
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BEER GOOD.
Hey guys. I'm here, with Willow. Before I get started, What's you relationship, with Kenny, these's day.
WILLOW.
With all due respect. I don't wish to talk about that. This show's dug into ny private life, enough, this year. And Axel. If you don't stay out. I'm going to get cranky. (Her eyes, go black) And you don't want that.
BEER GOOD.
Uh, Ok. So about Amy, then.
WILLOW.
Amy, sweety. I've tried to be nice to you. But you just can't get out of my life, now can you? So, I guess, I just have ta whup your little skanky ass. So tonight, show me what ya got. Cuss I'm throwing down.
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ANNOUCER.
THE NEXT MATCH, IS ONE FALL. COMING TO THE RING, TIMAN. (Timan walks to the ring, and grabs the mic)
TIMAN.
Ok, I just want to say. This wasn't my idea. I mean I just helped out the show, wile Axel wasn't availble. I can't help, that he's clumsy, and. (Suddenly the Titan Tron plays, a tape, of Axel, getting hit from behind, by Timan, and carried to a septic tank.
TIMAN.
(On tape) Ha ha, It's my show now, asshole. (he welds it shut) You'll be busy for a wile. And I can get Wonka to go out with me. I know she's gay, but I like a challenge.
TIMAN.
(In ring) Hey! Now wait a second! That's not what happened! Someone fuck With that tape! Let me just. (Suddenly Axel walks out, with a garbage can, full of wepons, as Reigh in Blood, by Slayer (The band, not Buffy) Plays. He hits Timan, with the can, and dumps it. Out comes barb wire, nails, a staple gun, a chesse grater, and other things, like that. Axel picks up the staple gun, and begins putting staples, all over Timan's Body.
STYLES.
OH MY GOD! This is extream!
AUSTIN.
Well what'd you expect? If you want mercy, take your ass, to church.
AXEL.
So Timan, You the guest now. How's getting your ass kicked, feel? (He grabs a baseball bat, wraped in barb wire, and hits him, repetedly. The he climbs to the top rope, and goes for a splash. But Timan moves, and pulls the trash can, in the way. Timan grabs the can, and bashes his head, over, and over. Then puts it over his head, and dropkicks him, with it on.
STYLES.
It looks like, we've underestimated Timan.
AUSTIN.
Well, when you've got that much hate, in the ring, somebody's getting hurt. And right now, it's Axel.
TIMAN.
(He pick up, the cheesse Grader, and say) So Axel. Welcome to Timan's out, and about. My question is, How the fuck, does this feel? (He rakes it over his forhead, until blood is poring, from Axel) So Axel. Do you have anything to say, before I end this interview?
AXEL.
Yeah. (he has something, in his hand) Go to hell! (Axel throws a fireball, in Timan's face. As Timan falls, Axel pulls a tabel, in the ring, poors broken glass, on it, sets it on fire, gets Timan on it, and piledrives him, though the burning tabel. Then he pins him.)
ANNOUCER.
HERE IS YOUR WINNER, AXEL.
AXEL.
I told you punk! Next time, you(suddenly the lights go out, and Dracula's face appears on the Titan Tron.
DRACULA.
Axel. I told you, I'd be here. I suppose you think, what you just did, was brutal. But in my day, I did much worse, to my enemies. Prehaps I should show you.
AXEL.
Hey! Bring it on, bitch! My inforcer has something to say, about that. (Drac appears, on the ramp. Jason get between them, and moves toward Drac. But the lights go out, again, and when they come on. Axel is laid out, in the ring, and coverd with blood. Jason's out to. And the words, don't mess, with the best, are writen on him.)
STYLES.
OH MY GOD! That was just creepy! Well, we have to go a break, but don't go away!
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