(A/N: And now, the chapter we've all been waiting for! Sorry it's so short, but, well, it's the commercial!)
ACT 8- West Coast Rumble
The streets in the back alley of the neighborhood were quiet. There was a whistle through the clothes on the hanging wires. Another sound, fingers snapping. In different streets in the neighborhood, the Raw and SmackDown superstars all wait expectantly for the come of the fight. Finally they all come out, singing:
There's gonna be some trouble tonight
A very royal rumble, that's right
Well step into the ring
We'll reach an understanding
When the smoke is clear
I'll be the last man standing
"Ah." They stood in line, facing the other as they sang:
I'm gonna settle every score tonight
They'll take back every word they said tonight
I'm gonna show the door to every saint or sinner
There can only be one royal rumble winner
Triple H turned to Ric Flair, "I can count on you right?" Flair hesitates but nods. He gulps as he turns to Joy on the other side. And just as energy of the exciting anticipation reaches its peak…. BLACKOUT!