*Backstage, PenWing enters the SDC locker room and finds the rest of the SDC chatting with each other as they prepair for their matches. The room goes quiet as they see who has entered the room.

CW: Well, well, well. You finally decided to show your face after what you did.

CS: Easy, Chewy, let's hear what PenWing has to say. You do have something to say, don't you?

PW: I just wanted to wish everyone good luck tonight. I thought that-

CW: That we'd get your back in the Rumble? Man, you're on your own out there!

PW: I don't even want to be in the Rumble, but I am. (PenWing looks to Meeko for a second) So I'm going to give my all out there. But I've got bigger things going on tonight, as do you, Sammitch.

Meeko: Sammitch will do just fine, PenWing. But you...why did you accept Spamm's challenge?

PW: Why are you teaming with Lor against the Dark Divas? We've all got something to prove. I don't have to prove anything in the Rumble, and I probably won't be in any shape to compete in it, but I'll do my part to give someone in this room the best chance to win it. You have my word on that.

KC: Well, that's good enough for me.

CW: Not for me. I'll be watching you, PenWing.

PW: Do what you have to do, Chewy. Now, if you guys don't mind, I just need to grab a Sherwood and I'll be on my way.

*PenWing opens his locker and removes a Sherwood. He looks it over quickly and closes the locker. As he's about to leave the room, he stops and turns around.

PW: Sammitch, if you don't win the Intercuntinental Title tonight, I'm gonna kick your ass.

CW: (smiling) You'll have to get in line.

*PenWing walks out and the camera returns to ringside.

Monroe: It looks like PenWing and the SDC are getting back on the same page!

Louie: Maybe Spamm did make a mistake when he attacked PenWing with Mr. Sledge Hammer. Maybe he wound up beating some sense into the knucklehead instead of just beating him senseless!

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