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"Hey there guys!" Shad called out with a smile as she walked out on stage. "And welcome to minisode 5 of W.T.F.!" Pulling a remote out of the side pocket of her camo cargo pants, she clicked several buttons and then continued while waiting for the stage to set itself up. "I know it's been awhile, but what can I say, time just got away from me."
Plopping down in her chair once it was in place, Shad kicked her feet up and stared into the camera. "But enough about that, on with the show! Tonight we've got two new fighters making an appearance so everyone give a big shout out to Krillin and Germany!" Clapping her hands together, she turned to face the entrance with a smile.
"Don't be mad Germany; I only followed you because I was curious!" A slightly high pitched voice cried as two men dressed in military uniforms walked onto the stage. The brown haired one dressed in blue was clutching the arm of a rather serious looking blonde man in green and whining. "Besides, you know how scared I get when I'm alone! How could you even think of leaving me all by myself like that?"
"Please shut up Italy, you're getting on my nerves." Germany replied in irritation. "And get your hands off me." Pushing the other man aside, he rubbed his forehead with a groan. "Why me?"
"You know, I could say the same thing." Shad piped up from her chair as she watched the two walk over to the ring and Germany climb inside. "I thought I told you in the invitation to leave your pet at home. So why exactly is Italy here?"
Germany didn't have a chance to answer because Italy spoke up first. "So what is this place?" He asked curiously. "And why is there a fighting ring in the middle of the room? Is this some kind of game show or something? Can I play too? Oh, hello…um, who are you?"
Raising an eyebrow, Shad chose to ignore the stifled chuckles coming from Germany and turned her attention to Italy who was currently leaning across the table in front of her. "…Shad. And as for the rest of your questions…I have a show to start and don't feel like answering them so bug off." Dismissing him with a wave of her hand, Shad glared at Germany. "If he causes any problems it's on you, understand."
"Y-yes." Germany stuttered, pulling at his collar nervously. Military man he may be, but that look she was giving him was utterly terrifying.
Shad nodded her head. "Good. Now where the hell is Krillin? He'd better hurry up, I don't have all da-." Her sentence was cut off by an orange blur flying out onto the stage.
"Sorry I'm late." Krillin said from inside the ring. "I went out to eat with Goku and before I knew it three hours had gone by. Then I had to escort him home since I'm not allowed to leave him at a restaurant alone anymore. Chi Chi's gotten very strict about that lately, says they'll go broke if that happens. After that I got stuck helping Gohan train and…well…there you have it." He finished, rubbing his bald head sheepishly.
"I don't care about your excuses; all I care about is that you make sure you're here on time so my show can continue." Shad said with narrowed eyes, before abruptly changing into her 'announcer mode'. "Well, since both fighters are in the ring, let's get this minisode started! MakubeX, the match stipulations if you please."
Italy had disappeared at some point during her chat with Krillin, for which Shad was extremely grateful, but came back out on stage just as the screen was dropping down from the ceiling. There was a chair in his hands and he set it down behind the table, right next to Shad's. "Wow, that's a really big TV!" He said in awe. "Are we going to watch a show now? Ooh, can I pick? Pretty please?"
Whacking the man upside the head, Shad gave him her most evil glare. "If you wish to remain in one piece, kindly shut the hell up." She hissed out, smirking when Italy cowered away from her in fear. Looking back up at the screen, she watched as the moving words came to a stop. "Alright, this is going to be a first to pin match. Weapons are not allowed, this is strictly hand to hand combat here, and in order to win you must pin your opponent for a full five seconds." Without giving them any time to process what she said, Shad thrust her fist into the air enthusiastically. "Ready, fight!"
Krillin was across the ring in an instant, grabbing Germany by the arm and flipping him over his shoulder to put him into an arm lock on the ground. It happened so fast Germany had no idea what was happening until he found himself face first on the ring floor with his arm twisted painfully behind him. His surprise didn't last long and soon he was struggling for all he was worth, turning this way and that to prevent himself from being completely pinned.
"Hey, that's not fair!" Italy yelled from his seat by the table. "That guy just teleported!"
Rolling her eyes, Shad kept them trained on the fighters in the ring. "No, he's just that fast. Now keep quiet or I'll kick you out of here."
Italy crossed his arms over his chest and sat back with a pout. "You're mean, I don't think I like you very much." He muttered under his breath. "You're definitely not getting an invitation to my birthday party this year."
"Oh the horror. How will I ever survive not being invited to your party?" Shad replied sarcastically as Germany managed to get part of his back off the ground. It wasn't much, but it was enough to prevent her from starting the count.
Sticking out his tongue, Italy's eyes widened when Shad made a slicing motion with her hand and he quickly pulled the appendage back into his mouth before she could follow through with the threat.
Since Italy had been dealt with, for the next few seconds at least, Shad figured now would be a good time to bring out her newest toy. Reaching to the side of the table, she pulled a six inch wide hose off the ground and aimed it at the ring. "Now, how did Jim say this thing worked again?" She mumbled to herself.
"Cool, what's that?" Italy asked excitedly, drawing both Germany and Krillin's attention from the ring.
"Well since the prize machine hasn't actually been used much lately, what with all the unconscious fighters and all, I asked Jim to create this little thing for me." Shad explained when she found three sets of eyes focused on the hose in her hand. "I call it the prize launcher and…well, the name should be pretty self explanatory."
"…so you're going to launch a prize at us?" Krillin asked worriedly, ducking behind Germany just in case it went off before the question was answered.
Shad nodded. "Precisely. This way I don't have to worry about grabbing the prize myself when the winner fails to do so. Instead I simply push this button here and 'poof', instant prize. Neat isn't it, I anticipate having a lot of fun with this baby for many fights to come."
"I want to try!" Italy chirped, launching himself forward and grabbing the prize launcher out of Shad's hands. "Now all I have to do is push this button and…" Slamming his hand down, he aimed the hose at the ring.
"No, don't press the red button!" Shad called out, but it was too late. In his haste to see the machine work, Italy had accidentally hit both the large green button and a small red button that was located several inches away.
"Why no-." Italy wasn't able to finish his question because at that moment the hose in his hand shuddered to life and began shooting out one prize after another. Eyes widening, he watched as hundreds of prizes flew into the ring, pelting Krillin and Germany who hadn't had enough time to move out of the way.
Slapping a hand against her forehead, Shad shook her head with a groan. "Great, this is going to take forever to clean up." She whined. Turning to face Italy, she narrowed her eyes in anger. "I'm going to kill you."
Italy had barely enough time to drop the prize launcher before he found himself on the ground, a very pissed off Shad hovering above him trying to choke the life out of him. "I-it was a-an a-accident!" He wheezed out.
"Die!" Shad growled.
While Shad was trying to rip Italy's head from his body, Germany and Krillin remained standing in the ring surrounded by all the prizes from the prize machine. "Krillin, I don't know about you, but I don't really feel like fighting anymore." Germany said finally. "Let's call this one a draw." Holding out his hand, he waited.
Krillin glanced around the ring before nodding. "Sounds good to…" Trailing off, he reached down to pull at something shiny in the pile that had caught his eye. "No way." He breathed. "Could this really be the Championship belt?" Giving the item a sharp tug, he frowned in disappointment when it turned out to be a fan. Tossing it to the side, he started searching again.
Seeing Krillin dig through the prizes, Germany caught on to what he was doing and dove into the pile as well.
Italy's eyes were rolling into the back of head before Shad realized there were odd sounds coming from the ring. Dropping the semi-conscious man to the ground, she turned her head around and frowned at the sight before her. Germany and Krillin were searching through the pile of prizes in the ring for something. "What are you two doing?" She asked, and then her eyes widened when it suddenly dawned on her that the Championship belt was somewhere in that pile. "Hey you two, cut that out! Getting the belt that way doesn't count!"
"Your rules say whoever gets the belt becomes Champion." Germany hollered since his head was currently buried under several dozen prizes. "Perhaps you should've made the rules a little more specific than that."
Growling, Shad jumped up and placed her hands on her hips. "This match is over. Get out of that ring this instant or I'll be forced to remove you!" When neither of them moved, she grabbed the remote from the table and hit a small black button located on the very bottom.
Suddenly, the whole room went dark.
More rustling sounds could be heard in the ring followed by Krillin's exclamation. "I've got i-." There was a soft 'thunk' and then silence.
"Krillin, are you o-." Germany began, only to be cut off suddenly.
Seconds later the lights came back on and Shad stood in front of the camera, one hand held behind her back and a wide grin on her face. "What a shame, it looks as if our two fighters have been mysteriously knocked out. Oh well, I guess that makes this match a draw." Ignoring the pain filled groans coming from the ring, Shad waved. "Well I hope you enjoyed tonight's minisode. Come back next time for even more craziness. Later!" Moments before the screen faded to black, she turned around and tossed the Xbox controller she'd been hiding behind her back on the table.
Behind the Scenes
Pulling out her cell phone, Shad punched a series of numbers as she walked into her office. Dropping some papers onto her overloaded desk, she plopped down in her chair just as a voice on the other line answered. "Yo Japan, what's up? Nothing, that's good I guess. Anyway, I was just calling to make sure my guests were on their way here. I see. And Italy? Very good. Thank you, I'll talk to you later."
Closing the phone with a snap, she tossed it on a stack of papers, sending the whole pile tumbling down. "Perfect, it looks like he'll be joining us as well. I knew he wouldn't be able to resist." Kicking her feet up on a partially open drawer so she wouldn't make an even bigger mess, Shad crossed her hands behind her head with a smile. "Well now all I have to do is set up the new equipment Jim brought over and tonight's show will be all set."
"Oh, and I best not forget this." She muttered, reaching into a small basket next to the desk and pulling out a controller. "I'm sure Ryu will be needed at some point."
Ryu Hayabusa (Controlled by Kharma…and Shad)—1—
Germany—Draw with Krillin
Krillin—Draw with Germany
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Season 2 – Aisha
Since the tokens are no longer being used, from now on the fighter's standing list will show all fighters who have fought so far this season and how many matches they've won. I've also added a section for previous champions so you'll always know who won each season. If you'd like to see a running list of all the fighters who have been on the show then click on the Fighters Standings link on my web page.
And now, Anime Trivia!
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