Frustrated at his former bosses escape from prison, The Rock pieces together with his mind as sharp as a sharp rock where that Jabroni may have headed to, Bronycon or should I say, JaBRONYcon. The Rock enjoyed a delicious can of water soup, then decided he needed to head to the east coast. The rock; having upgraded to the 1911 Buick Model 33, was moving at a blazing 50mph to the meeting of the Jabronis. The Rock; however, could not have predicted what lied ahead. As he burned up the road a reckless speeds he was stopped by none other than Sailor Mars of the Sailor Scouts. "Hold it right there, buddy-guy-man!" "Outta the Rock's way!" he snorted "A little birdie told me you were planning on making trouble at the honorable Bronycon! Is there any truth to this?!" asked the Japanese character. The Rock coughed and an awkward moment of silence passed between them before she decided to continue in order to break the silence "You might think you're tough, but I swear by my honor, you will be defeated!" "Oh yeah" The Rock replied, flexing his sculpted muscles. "I'm a 2-Time WWF Intercontinental Champion, 8-time WWE Champion, and a 5-time WWF Tag Team Champion! You don't stand a chance! Not a single chance!" He added in a quite redundant fashion which hinted at a double digit IQ "In the name of Mars, I'll punish you for your wickedness… and your rudeness." Sailor Mars struggled to retort over 3 frames of animation. (Whoops! Looks like the budgets getting low again) "How are you gonna punish me, Sailor Mars? You're not even the main protagonist in your show, let alone this god awful fanfiction!" The Rock shot at her. "How?... How did you know my name? I didn't tell you that…" she asked, puzzled. "BAD WRITING! THAT'S HOW!" He yelled out as he leapt from the vehicle to attack. As she watched him charge she tried to build her might. "I must have faith in my power" she thought. "I have faith in my power… and faith in my faith…. And Faith in…I have powers…" befuddling her own mind which indicated the double digit IQ ice cream truck HAD in fact made its rounds today. This cost her the upper hand as the fight began. With a powerful punch, The Rock knocked her off balance. As she hit the ground, The Rock laughed in triumph "HA! HA! HA! You thought you could beat the Rock!? No Chance! That's… uhhh… what you don't… got? HAVE!" His IQ lowering by the minute. He stood as if carved from a mountain as she slowly raised herself to a sitting position. Then it happened, The Rock heard an awful noise… *sniff* *sniff* "W-why would… Why would you hit me…? I'm a girl…" she sobbed. The Rock's confidence quickly faded as a crowd began to gather around mumbling in disapproval. Their disapproval grew louder and eventually turned to outright hostility which forced The Rock to flee, crying in the car. Once again The Rock was burning up the asphalt on his way to Bronycon after the uhhh… unfortunate encounter. As he approached, he noticed a man heading the same way. He was clearly a jabroni "What's your name?" asked Rock to the stranger, "Ca- ""IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS!" Rock interrupted the man. "He was clearly a jabroni." Thought The Rock. The Rock and whoever that guy was made their way towards the convention. Before he could go inside, The Rock knew he would need a very convincing outfit to mask his superstar identity and so The Rock dawned a masterful disguise that nobody would see through. "Is that The Rock?" some jabroni asked, somehow being able to see through his clever ruse. "Shut your mouth and know your role, jabroni. You're headed the right way for a Rock Bot!...Urrr… I mean a Pinkie Pie Bottom." The Rock snapped at the jabroni, managing to preserve his cover. To the Rock's surprise, His fellow superstar AND best friend forever and ever John Cena just happened to be walking by in a way that was completely coincidental and not at all an excuse for lazy writing. To think just a few months ago, The Rock thought John Cena was just a fruity pebble… The Fruitiest fruity pebble but since they reconciled their friendship had grown into something beautiful… dare I say… Magical? While The Rock was distracted catching up with his best definitely platonic friend, the supreme jabroni Anthony slid his seemingly infinite fat into his own clever disguise and waddled undetected through the event as Spike the dragon. Well, he had hoped this would be enough to fool The Rock. The Rock; however, had just enough IQ points at the moment to decipher his identity… oh wait… never mind, it actually did fool The Rock (go figure) The Rock continued walking around, hoping to find a very specific jabroni in a crowd of Jabronis, when one jabroni decided to get fresh with The Rock, "Since when has Pinkie Pie been 6'5?" He chortled earning the approval of his equally unshapely, unwashed friends, they laughed. "Since when have you ever shut your damn mouth, you miserable piece of shit under Pinkie Pie's foot?" The Rock… I mean, Pinkie Pie responded to this irritating Redditor. Rock heads to the man in the Spike outfit to ask if he's ever seen a hippo with a receding hairline, but whenever Rock hears the voice of the morbidly obese dragon, it's a little too familiar to his ears "I ain't seens nutin'" Spike replies in his awful smoker-like, annoying accent which sounded like he just told Spider-Man a carjacking took place on the Ps2. Rock called John Cena on his Iphone8 phone (Looks like the idiocy is now effecting me as well) and gave John his location. John Cena quickly went to the local to proceed his fight against the Gas Planet, however, this is not the only character these two men would have to deal with, as all of a sudden, the strange jabroni from earlier is here, and he is a jabroni. "Who are you?" John Cena asked the Jabroni he's never met "Cameron Poe, but I'm actually…" The man answered, pulling off his Nicolas Cage mask to reveal he's "… Nicolas Cage." "And I am here for my revenge. After I lost to you in London…" Nicolas Cage kept explaining. If I think about it, there might be extras in the forms of stories before Rock Your World. After telling his life story since a few days ago, another person, also in a Nicolas Cage mask, proceeded to walk out to the battle area. "I might be Cameron Poe, but I might also be…" He responds, also pulling off his Mask to reveal, "… Woo Woo Woo" oh dear god, not again. Zack Ryder also tells his life story since then, which may also be an extra I write. Outnumbered from 3 to 2 some miracle needed to happen, and it did, a pink trash bag filled with dumbbells fell on top of Zack Ryder, which definitely knocked his skull and rendered him unconscious and unresponsive, LOL! Looks likes the trash took itself out. Medics do their jobs I guess, and the battle continues now 2 vs 2, a true Tag team match can begin. The Rock and Anthony start immediately, and Anthony hobbles his pathetic Jabba the Hut physique over to Nic Cage so that he does the real fighting. Nic Cage seemed to overwhelm The Rock at first, however, The Rock managed to catch Nic Cage and started to throw him around like an object meant to be thrown around. And The Rock threw him in the air, only to kick Nic's head next to Anthony, who had no choice but to try and fight The Rock, both men, face to face, almost seems like a nice to transition into a Job Interview. "So, is yous a raciss?" asked The Whale to The Rock "No." Replied The Rock, "So eh, do yous got Toy Story ahn VHS?" asked Anthony, who reminded The Rock of that one scene with the little girl in Willy Wonka, "Yes." Replied The Rock, being truthful to the statement, even though he doesn't even have a VHS Player. "So eh, when's are yous available?" Asked the Fat Controller, "If The Rock need to be there or be square, The Rock is a round." This interview seemed to go pretty gneiss. Okay, let's get to the goods now. Both men beat the reason for world hunger continuously, for everything he did. The Rock and John Cena both repeatedly attacked Diabeto from Family Guy. Another crushing defeat for Fatty. The other guy got up, and ran towards both of them, only to be defeated by the un-seeable John Cena. As Nicolas Cage was being beaten, and as Flabulous over there is getting stuffed in a dumpster, Zack Ryder has unfortunately made a recovery. Nic stopped moving, but is still breathing, Flabby is in the dumpster, and will probably be stuck for about 2 days, Zack Ryder showed up, and just like every crowd when he shows up, dead silence struck, Uh-Oh Spagettio, the Long Island Iced Z still had the gun from the opening of the last story, and he shot John Cena. John, now with only one leg, and the heart of a champion insinuated to The Rock that he can make it on his own. Rock never even got… his email address. Rock should've been to fill his dark soul with light, "NO! THIS ISN'T HAPPENING! WHAT I AM FIGHTING FOR?" The Rock cried out, as John bled out on the concrete. The Rock screamed out at the sky, and then turned his eyebrow at the Unbearable Baby Drop Victim. The Rock now had the power of the Cooking/Wrestling/Girlfriend gods, and even the Sonic god. Zack Ryder tried to run away from the Brahma Bull, emphasis on tried. The Rock repeatedly started punching Zack Ryders face in until somehow he managed to look like Mid 2000s Zac Efron. But before Ryder could get his, get his, get his, get his head in the game, Rock jumped into the sky and pulled an asteroid down, reserved for Zack Ryder occasions, and proceeded to repeatedly punch it into the Internet Champion. Zack Ryder, managing to still be alive, screamed "Call me an ambulance!" "You're an ambulance" The Rock replied. An ambulance, and the Police showed up to Bronycon, Anthony, still in dumpster told our hero, "I would've gottens away with' it too if it weren'ts for you meddlin' Wrestlers" Zack Ryder managed to make a full recovery, and Is now in prison, John Cena's still dead. "I have to go now…" said The Rock, looking towards the sky. "my planet needs me." Just then, flames erupt from the bottom of his boots as he lifts from the ground, much like a space shuttle. He waves goodbye to the gathering crowd, their faces filled with awe. "To Rock-finity and beyond!" as he shoots off into the great beyond, never to be heard from again.