The Wet Dream Team Does WHAT?!
Long story short: Freddy, Detrick, and Jason do nude modeling for charity (and their fangirl army). Everyone else is NOT amused.
"What now?" Detrick Cyrus asks his colleague Jason Sabre. Everyone else in the locker room is minding their own business, except for a few people: Seth Sullivan is out of the arena with the Cobra Club, doing God knows what, Furno Moxley just beat Rayleen Barnett in a Summerslam bet over who would be champion between Styles and Joe and is out on a "date" with her, Samuel Dark is having a day off with his wife, etc.
"Nude modeling, dude." Jason replies. "It's for charity, apparently."
"Seriously? What gave them that idea?" Freddy Escobar asks.
"Well... we are good looking guys..." the Ace starts. "...and girls love us..."
"Not these girls!" they hear Carson Michaels shout from outside the locker room.
"..."
"So... shall we do it?" Jason asks the two.
"HELL YEAH!"
One hour later...
"That was your idea of a date?" Rayleen Barnett complains. "Gordon Ramsey's Pub and Grill last night, then Domino's and binge watching Gundam at your so called frat house the morning after? While Nyx and Jack are in her room, doing God knows what?"
"They were playing video games. Believe me, I checked. Final thoughts?" Furno Moxley asks.
"Well, I'm flattered and all by the ni- AAAHHH!"
Both the War Queen and the Lunatic Punisher scream upon walking out of the gorilla area to see three of their naked co-workers and a camera crew.
"Hi, Furno!" Jason greets.
"What the actual fuck are you three doing?!" Rayleen demands, crushing the empty lemonade cup in her hand.
"It's for charity!" the Ace defends.
"... Are you covering your parts with the SSW Universal Title?" Furno asks, still terrified.
"Yep!" Freddy replies, smirking. "Hey, maybe you two can help us by suggesting themes!"
"... Screw that." Rayleen says as the two simply walk backstage.
Later in the locker room...
"So... any ideas on their theme?" Furno asks the men. "Because I am NOT going to give them one." After that, he just gets down on the floor and falls asleep.
"Three Idiots!" Ben Jones suggests.
"That Bollywood movie with Aamir Khan?" Ryan Lewis inquires. "I'm surprised you know that."
"A friend of mine made me watch it."
"Not sure if we're being friendly by doing that." Jason Malice says. "Next one."
"Game of Thrones?" Raptor Reigns asks. "Maybe that will attract a lot of fangirls."
"... Maybe." Massacre says. "Wait... I have an idea..."
Later...
Freddy, Jason, and Detrick are definitely NOT amused when they find themselves nude modeling with the theme of...
"Space Dandy?" the Prince groans as he and his Wet Dream Teammates put on identical wigs similar to the titular anime character while holding props resembling his blaster.
"Anime's cool and all, but why?" Detrick sighs. "Probably payback from that panty raid."
"Actually, Massacre gave the idea. Must've gotten it from Evelyn."
"And I thought her on screen character was cruel..." Jason wonders as the nude modeling continues. Despite the Space Dandy theme, it still goes pretty well.
Then, they tried more themes...
The next day...
The WFA locker room piles into the ring area to witness the nude modeling photos, not that they were excited about it (Evan Neal forced them to see the pictures).
"Alright, let's just do this and hit the next town..." King Caesar sighs.
"Gotta agree with you there." Katie Striker adds.
Evan, who is standing on the stage, pushes a button a remote and the ring flashes the first pic, which is pretty normal, if using Meow plush toys to cover your parts is normal while raising blasters in a space background counts as normal. Everyone (except the WDT) isn't really having it.
"That's... disturbing..." Katie Dre mutters.
"Somewhere on the other side of the country, fangirls are fainting at the sight of this." Jack Cunningham sighs.
"With nosebleeds." Loki Malphas adds.
Their predictions come true as a bunch of sorority girls are found in their sorority house, passed out with nosebleeds. The nearest TV screen shows the Space Dandy themed photo.
"Half the interns are passed out backstage." Trell walks in on the presentation. "And... I can now see why..."
"Next photos!" Evan announces.
The next theme? That one black and white Kim Kardashian photo that required painting her breasts, arms, and legs while lying down on the ground. All three men are doing the same thing, Jason in the front, followed by Detrick and Freddy. Everyone is terrified.
"MY EYES!" Traci Star screams, clutching her eyes. "Who suggested that?!"
While everyone wonders who did so, one Dylan Torres silently walks away.
"Next photo!" everyone yells out.
The next photo is mild, just the three of them, covering their bits with copies of the SSW Universal Championship, or at least, plastic copies that were obviously fake, but their shit-eating grins make it all the more... dashing.
"...And I thought the Space Dandy one was crazy." Furno mutters, eyes twitching.
"Question." Abby Torres raises her hand among the crowd of WFA performers. "How much longer is this going to take?"
"An hour." Evan smirks.
"WHAT?!" everyone else screams. The Neal Deal laughs as the Powerpoint of nude modeling continues.
Later...
Jason, Detrick, and Freddy drive to the next town in silence, the Ace driving their fancy sedan on the way.
"That was fun. We should probably do that again." Detrick says.
"Yes, in a way that won't mentally torture our coworkers." Freddy suggests while sending a text to Angelica Rhodes, who is traveling with Monarchy.
"I wonder how everyone else is doing..." the Lucha Warrior wonders.
Everyone else is just driving in their cars in complete silence, either texting, listening to the radio, or just sitting there.
This was not a fun day for them.