Chapter 25

Fast forwarding a little here (after about 30 minutes and another match), the next award to be presented was for the Breakout Star of the Year. Along with MCMG and Ziggler/Swagger up for nomination, was Zack Ryder and Alex Riley.

"And the Slammy for Breakout star goes to..." began Alicia Fox.

The crowd had a mix of chants for MCMG, Ryder, and Riley, so basically everyone but Ziggler or Swagger.

David Otunga, the other presenter (with his sweater vest and bow tie!) announced, "...Dolph Ziggler and Jack Swagger?"

The fans erupted in a large, unanimous chorus of boos as Ziggler's theme played and the two smirked, strutting out to snatch the two awards for themselves.

"Yeah, yeah, you all love us, we know." Ziggler announced. "Look, I bet you all wanted your precious Zack Ryder, or your heroes, the Motor City Machine Guns-"

The crowd cut him off with enormous cheers of approval.

"-to win, but hey, we all can't get what we want. Except for Jack and I." the bleach blonde continued smirking. "Yeah, even though MCMG may be pandering to you sheep, they don't have *holds award up* PROOF that they're the dominant force in the WWE!" he exclaimed as Swagger clapped in the background, the boos from the crowd drowning them out.

"Yo, Ziggy, Swaggy!" a familiar voice called out. The fans grew quiet as did Dolph and Jack.

"Yeah, up here!" the voice was revealed to be Alex Shelley's, and both he and Chris were both shown backstage over the Titantron. The crowd immediately began cheering. "Hi, guys, congrats on your win." he continued. "If you're wondering, Chris and I aren't upset that we didn't get the awards. Isn't that right, friend?"

"Absolutely." agreed Chris. "What really matters is that the fans love us and not either of you."

They were met with more cheers.

"And you know, even if we've kicked your asses week in and week out, we both still have a high level of respect for you guys." he continued.

"Yes, and since you two are the 'dominant' force and the 'future' of the WWE, we had the honor of putting together a 30 second tribute video just for you guys. Enjoy!" exclaimed Alex.

Soon after that, a montage of clips were shown of the Guns basically kicking Ziggler and Swagger's asses ever since their debut on Raw. After it was finished, the Perfectionist and the All American American began screaming incoherent, angry words as the crowd's cheers drowned them out again.

"Wasn't that awesome?" Alex asked with an amused smile. "Haha, we lied, you two blow chunks."

"Yeah, you know what we really think about you two? You're both still virgins who probably don't even know the meaning of getting laid, and well, Alex, you tell em." added Chris.

"Well, audience, it's pretty simple. These guys are total tools." he concluded, met with cheers of agreement. "We actually put another montage together of what we REALLY think about them. Take a look."

And then, a short video of the Guns with some life-size cardboard cutouts of both Dolph and Jack were shown. In one scene, Shelley was throwing some fruit at the cardboard cutouts of the two men, using them as targets. In the next scene, a random dog was gnawing at a cutout of Swagger. The scene after that showed Sabin's car running over a cutout of Ziggler, and the fourth scene had Swagger's cutout tied to a punching bag, where Shelley managed to kick the cutout in half. The last scene showed what looked like Sabin pissing over the cutout of Ziggler, but it was revealed that he was using a hose to pour water over it instead. When the screen faded back to the Guns, Alex finished, "Parents, warn your kids about the dangers of Zigglers and Swaggers, because they ARE a couple of tools." he said before the screen faded to black and the crowd chanted, "MCMG!" in approval. On the other hand, Dolph and Jack were furious that their moment was ruined once again, and they stormed backstage to confront the Guns about their little stunt.

Mickie and AJ (who were changed back into their normal clothes) were still laughing after watching the Guns' performance.

"Guys, that was genius!" exclaimed AJ.

"Yeah, you really got em good!" agreed Mickie.

"We know." smiled Chris. "You know, that just may have been more fulfilling than actually winning any award."

"True that." agreed Alex. "Well, since we're all finished for tonight, you guys want to go-"

"How dare you?" Dolph interrupted, storming into the locker room with Jack. "How DARE you?"

"What seems to be the problem?" Alex asked casually.

"What's the prob-YOU UPSTAGED US! That was our shining moment and you two had the nerve to interrupt us?" demanded Jack. "Explain yourselves."

"Well, guys, that's a simple question with a simple answer." he replied, looking towards his friend for an answer.

"Cause nobody cares about you." Chris finished with a shrug. "Deal with it."

"Ok, so that's the way you want to play?" asked Ziggler. "All right. I hope you two enjoyed this rise to stardom since the day you both stepped foot here, because starting tonight, you - AND your little girlfriends here - are going to regret messing with us in the first place. Come on, Jack."

The two slammed the door shut as they left, and the four were pretty quiet, taking in what he just said.

"Did he just threaten us?" asked Mickie.

"Sounded like a threat." replied AJ.

"Don't listen to them." replied Chris. "They're just upset that we embarrassed them, no biggie. Now, what were you saying before they came in, Al?"

"Oh, well, just to celebrate your title win, ladies, I was thinking that we all head out to the bar to celebrate." announced Alex. "Sounds good?"

"Sweet!-Let's go!" they all agreed.