Multiple busy weeks have gone on in the lives of Maverick and Scully. It started off when they were booked against the Lost Souls for the Lethal Lottery Pay- Per- View. After dropping a few promos together, Mav had to bail out Scully from jail, right before Lethal Lottery. However, they beat the Lost Souls, earning themselves a Tag Team Title shot.

Now, this is it. The big stretch. All or nothing. The Tag Title match is today. Mav and Scully are going to hold nothing back, as they're holding one last strategy conference right before the match.

As the resident signs onto Skype, he notices Maverick trying to call him. He obliges, and the face of Maverick appears on Scully's screen, and vice versa.

"Scully."

"Hey friend"

Scully grins like a Cheshire cat.

Mav looks a bit mortified by the freaky grin Scully is showing off, as he leans back in his seat a bit. "Hey... partner."

"I didn't know you were a cowboy. Is that why you like tumbleweed?"

A deadpanned expression crossed the surface of Maverick, eyes fuming a bit. "What, did Gator tell you that?"

"Erm... I dunno, I heard it from somewhere. Anyway, fack Gator" Scully close his eyes as he tries to remember where he heard it.

"Upon that, we can agree. Anyways..." Mav gets up and begins to pace around the room. "Tonight, we enter hell on Earth. Tonight, we face Gator and Justin Sane for two straps we have had our eyes on for some time now- The Tag Team Titles. We must not underestimate our opponents. They will be dangerous. They know our weak spots. But we... we have tenacity. We have heart. We will NOT FALL! Defiance will DIE, DIE! At our feet! We will show the XWF what it means to have TRUE Tag Team Champions!"

Scully's eyes open wide as Maverick becomes the team captain. "Gator believes him and Sanitary Towel, are true champions?! And to think Gator used to call you a liar!"

"Pffffft. And to think that Gator can apparently see into my mind, and notice how I was receiving a pep talk from a person I haven't told a damned SOUL about. Really, it's a damned wonder how Defiance aren't called the resident of the XWF."

"Mav! You insulted me? Being the resident means you have to be special and neither of them morons are special. We should put my XWF Dumb and Dumber Tag-Team Championship on the line in this one, don't ya think? They've earnt a shot at them"

"Wait, you still believe I'm one- half of those ratty championships?"

"You're not? But I thought......"

"Scully, I don't know if you noticed, but we have more pressing matters on our hands then homegrown championships. Now then, I think we should take a look at some of Sane's footage. What match do you suggest we watch?"

"How about we watch the match when Sane beat me?"

A devilish smirk grows on Maverick's face grows as he goes on YouTube. "Okay, sure," he says with a chuckle. About a minute later...

Quote:THE TABLES DIDN'T BREAK! HOLY SHIT! Scully's weight, somehow, someway, didn't break the table! Justin Sane is now being supported on no rungs, being at the top of the ladder... UNTOUCHABLE (Red Arrow)! HOLY SHIT! Justin Sane with an Untouchable, stealing Scully's finishing move!

"Oh, my mistake," Mav giggled, pausing the video right before the impact. "I think I went too late into the match." Mav starts rewinding the footage.

Scully begins laughing too, not actually realizing Mav was indeed laughing at him. "What an idiot Sane is, huh? I mean jumping off a ladder. How do ya learn to fall off a twenty foot ladder?"

Mav immediately stops laughing, hunching over and sighing, looking as if as though he's in deep thought. Scully raises an eyebrow after about forty- five seconds, at which point Mav rewinds the footage.

Quote:Scully urges the ref to count. As the ref begins his count, Scully stands over the fallen Sane and begins to taunt him.

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3... Scully doesn't notice Sane's hand creeping underneath the bottom rope...

Fo- BLAM! Sane pulled out a kendo stick and blasted Scully's head with it! Scully leans on the barricade, stunned. Sane gets up and leans the Scullymeister on the ring. Sane goes under the ring and pulls out.. a pair of handcuffs! He cuffs the Scullymeister's hand to the bottom ring rope!

Sane takes the kendo stick and blasts Scully's ribs with the kendo stick! Again! And again! Three kendo stick shots from Justin Sane as the kendo stick finally breaks from the force of Sane's shots! Sane curses and drops the kendo stick. The referee is unable to count as Scully is forced to stand due to the fact he's cuffed to the bottom rope. Sane doesn't notice Scully's hand crawl underneath the ring ropes, as Scully pulls out... a pair of pliers! Scully takes the pliers and cuts the handcuffs! Having full maneuverability, Scully waits for Sane to come out from under the ring, sizing him up.

"Alright, think of this like a pop quiz. What did you notice?"

"Erm... I noticed Sane is a kinky bitch, who enjoys tying men up!" Skull gives Mav a thumbs up as he thinks that he is some what, correct.

Mav internally groans as he sighs, "Yeah. Sure. Let's go with that."

I don't think we're going to be making any progress any time soon... Mav thinks.

"Don't think too hard, you might burst a brain.... Erm.... Anyway, you know what I mean. Why are you so disheartened? We're going to become the XWF Tag-Team Champions of the world...
We are the Nation of Procrastination!"

"P- Procrastination?!" Mav shouts, snapping to attention. "Who the fuck made that shitty name? And why, all of a sudden, are we having out name be a play off of the Nation of Domination?"

"Our new friend suggested it. I don’t want to tell everyone who but soon the fans gonna hit the shit, around here"

Scully begins singing and humming the 'Nation of Domination' theme song.

"We are the Nation of Procrastination"

Scully then does the Nation of Domination signature taunt.

"I don't even know why I decided to join up with you and him. I mean, don't we hate each other?" Mav says as he bashes his face onto his desk.

Scully raises his eyebrows at Maverick's head bashing. Skull then repeats the same thing over and over again. "Attention!... alert!... alert!... Attention!... alert!"

Maverick immediately raises his head and glares daggers at Scully. "Hey, Scull... How's your girlfriend doing these days?"

"Very good thank you. How's yours? Oh, I forgot you haven't got one. Na-nana-naa-nah" Scully starts laughing.

Mav bangs his head even harder on the desk now.

Scully starts clapping like an excited seal as if Maverick is putting on a circus performance. "Mav... Repeat after me.. Goosfraba... Goosfraba"

As Mav is banging his head on the desk, he groans, "Goosfraba... goosfra- wait, why am I repeating after you?"

"Gator was right, you are just like me. We can be together!"

Mav immediately brings his head up, pupils the size of peas. He shouts--

"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!"

Scully jumps back, falling back with his chair. Scully gets up and checks the chair out. A sigh of relief emerges from Skull. "Phew... I thought I broke another chair. Don't do that to me, man. Mav.... Your heads bleading."

Mav brings his hands up to his head. Sure enough, warm, red blood oozes out of a small wound from his head. Mav brings both hands to his face as he curses his luck. Repeatedly.

Scully seems worried. "Maybe you should see a doctor or at least put a plaster on it, pal" Scully smiles at his new friend through the cam.

"Shut up. Just please, shut up. I'm signing off now, I need to go see a doc, go fuck yourself, etc."

"Wait! Mav, don't go! At least help me trash talk Gator"

Mav looks in deep thought for a minute, before looking offscreen and saying, "Frank? Gimme a damned bandage for my head."

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"Gator, do you really want a shot at my XWF Championship? I believe you have earnt one. Especially with all this stupidity you're spewing out. I'm deaf? Come on your mum, man! What da fack are you on about? I'm dumb, not deaf! We toys can hear everything, so play nice! I have proof right here....

Tomato Man Said:Anyway back to these idiots. Tell me the truth here Iceman and Scully, when you saw my name on the card next to Sane's, you shit bricks right? I bet you thought, Sane and CorVus, they're tough but we have a chance. Then my name was there and you said fuck. Hahaha, I've beat you both before pretty easily.

"You hit the head on the nail right there, son. You pretty much said, me and Mav seen we were facing Sane and Sting, as they were the tag chumps, obviously. Then you, big, bad, Gator replaced Sting and damn, we shit ourselves?! Is that because you're so much better than them? Hmmmm.... I'm not here to cause trouble, honest! Tell him, Mav!"

"Gator, fuck off. You and Sane deserve the Dumb & Dumber tag titles, it's like they were made for you. You wanna go on about how I don't have a witty Lazarus joke? Fuck, it's like your Lazarus' twin brother. I can't even count the similarities between you and him. You two dress up like Deadpool, you two both rely on comedy, really, you two both dress up like Deadpool, you two have certainly done drugs in the past, and you two both dress up like Deadpool."

"I got a wooden spoon! Let's show everyone, what a liar you are, Gatorade! Firstly, you said.."

Red Power Ranger Said:Right!? How about how I'm British? How I talk funny and don't like grapes? Anything is possible with you two fuckers!

"Two Fackers being the key words. Then you said in a couple of snoring promo's later, when I picked up on it..."

Deadfool Said:""You even think for a moment that I was directing that at Iceman? Guess not. But that line at the end, 'I'm going to insult my own nationality? Duh.' That makes it seem like you are in fact going to insult your own nationality."

"Yes, I reckon you were talking to Maverick about the whole Nationality thing. This is called being sarcastic. Please stop trying to be me. Stop trying to be . For the last time, you're not special enough! It's crystal queer, that you meant both of us. Me and my partner, the next XWF Tag-Team Champions"

"So, Mav the scav, what did you think of my amazing trash- talking performance?"

Scully doesn't get an answer, as Mav is unconscious from his head wound, and Frank is trying to wheel Maverick out.

"All in a day's work" Scully yawns, turning off Skype and leaving to do more shit.