[The scene
fades in showing Crash MuscleGate and Frederic St. Pierre backstage,
standing together and staring off camera. The camera turns towards
where they are looking, showing a door with the label “Lovable Liam
<3” on it. The door opens up, Liam talking to someone as he
exits]
Liam: ...Sounds great! I really think
this will work out! Oh! Hi Crash. Hi Frederic.
Crash: Liam...Liam Liam Liam Liam. You
disappoint me Liam. I expected you and Frederic to beat each other so
badly, that one of you would be unconscious and not be able to get up
by the count of three. But you....you tapped out. You QUIT the
MuscleGang! How could anyone quit the MuscleGang?
Liam: I was in a lot of pain...I could
have been seriously injured!
Crash: You know what you do when you
get injured? You rehab! And you could have gone to me for that rehab!
But nope. You're a quitter. A failure.
Frederic: Un perdant!
Crash: I don't know what that means,
but it's probably an insult! Right?
Frederic: You are correct!
Crash: See? Frederic and I are on the
same page. We're not like you.
Liam: Guys, I'm really sorry, but-
Frederic: Please, please. No more
excuses. Liam...I say this as a former ally....I believe it is best
if you quit NRWL, just like you quit the MuscleGang. You save
yourself embarrassment and pain.
Liam: I can't do that! I already found
myself a new friend!
Crash: Ooooh! A new friend! Wow! Way to
go!
Liam: And he and I challenge the two of
you to a tag team match!
Frederic: Uh oh! Crash, I am afraid!
Perhaps we should run?
Crash: Maybe! What if Liam makes us
fight him and....Adorable Andy?
Frederic: Haha! Or better yet, maybe
Delightful Derrick?
Liam: Or perhaps, the man that neither
of you have ever managed to pin cleanly in sixteen matches, Oden
Schreiner?
[The smiles on Crash and Frederic's
faces fade away, as Liam knocks on the door he had exited from.
Moments later, the door opens up, and out steps a very tall, very
muscular man]
Crash: Whoa whoa whoa! Wait, he can't
wrestle in the NRWL! This isn't possible!
Frederic: We do not accept this match!
It is unfair! We are not properly prepared!
Oden: Accept the match!!! Or else I
fight you now without rules!!! Without a ref!!! And with as much
violence as possible!!!
Crash: We accept! A fair, two on two
tag match, in a ring! That is what we want. It's not that we're
uhh....afraid. We're just...not properly warmed up. Yeah! And judging
by the veins throbbing in your arms, we assume you are, indeed,
warmed up. So..safety first, right? Right! Come on Frederic, let's
go!
[Crash tugs at Frederic's arm, and the
two quickly walk off, looking over their shoulder. Liam smiles in
delight, while Oden looks on, adorably angry]
