Scoops continued to roam through the halls of Vostok Station after Snow Pain, Snow Gain, still wearing his own war wounds after his hellacious Universal Championship match. With his cameraman, Noah, lingering behind him, the two were determined to find Game Girl and get out of here... before a tremor rocked the ground they stood upon.

"The fuck was that from?" Scoops scoffed, the sneeze that rocketed through the air sounding like the shriek of the damned. "I swear, if I gotta deal with another fuckin' ghost..."

"I think it came from near the medical room!" Noah replied back as he scurried forward, leading the way with Scoops trailing right behind.

Once they came to the corridor leading to the room, however, the curious sight of Jenny Myst making her way to pin the current Xtreme Champion, Jennie Nickels. Scoops scowled, looking at both of them like they were literal piles of dirt, until a familiar voice cut through the air.

"GERONIMOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Game Girl descended from the ceiling, looking to dive right onto Jennie with a senton dive, but she landed right as Jenny went for the pin! A sickening CRACK filled the air as both women beneath GG winced, causing Jenny to roll off of Jennie, wheezing through the pain.

"Uh... oops," GG blinked out in surprise. "That was meant to be an actual pin, but like... I'd say you two kind of deserved that."

"Well, howdy-fuckin-do, Paige?" Scoops snorted at the sight, amused by his own friend.

"SCOOPS!" :D Game Girl waved, leaning back towards the prone Nickels. "No offense, but you look kind of awful right now."

"We can talk about that shit later," Scoops shrugged. "You pinnin' her?"

GG nodded. "I'm about to. Oh, maybe we can use their own freebird rules against them if we go for the pin together!"

"I'm not sure if that's how it works-"

Before Scoops could voice his concerns, Noah whispered into his ear. "You know it'll make both your pin and the pin Jenny went for invalid, right?"

"Are you for real right now?"

"Sure am. These rules they have going on for the Xtreme title are... weird. And archaic. But the powers that be like them like this, so..."

Scoops looks at the scene before him, before grinning and shrugging as he strutted forward. "Fuck it, then. Let's do it."

"Alright!" Game Girl grinned, and both friends hooked one of Jennie's legs each as they went for a combined pin.

The referee looked at all three would-be pinners right about now, the niche rule flickering within his mind. He sighed, deciding to get off this stupid station and take advantage of the nullified state before some other bullshit came up as he walked off.

( // I'm so confused right now, lol. I think I'll write a kickout just in case...) 

Jennie doesn't have the strength to power out from two pinning her, so she panic-retreives the booster needle Holly gave to everyone in the group for when they travel the mean streets of XTREEEEEEEEEEEEEME! 

Jennie jabs it into her own leg and, with a bombastic roar, KICKS OUT WITH AUTHORITY. 

Old Man Scoops rockets into the wall, landing on the ground thereafter. 

Game Girl is sent flying upward into the ceiling, breaking it to pieces before plummeting face-first onto the floor. 

Scoops is on all fours when a piece of the falling ceiling clobbers him prone. Poor old man. 

Jennie growls as she sits up Undertaker style, frothing at the mouth, eyes wide, veins bulging. 

The Nicklechick snaps her head, not toward Game Girl, not toward Scoops, but toward Noah, their handy-dandy cameraman. 

Noah realizes this and tries to flee, but Jennie power-shoves him against a wall and slams his camera to the ground, breaking it into pieces. 

Noah tries fighting back, but it's useless. She has him pinned against the wall, her forearm barred against his throat. 

Her teeth bear an unladylike sneer as she growls out words... "You're too smart for your own good, Noah." It's true. Noah's the smarty-pants who'd alerted Scoops and Game Girl to the rules snafu. "I should make you pay for that, but..." She turns her head, locking hard eye contact with the barely moving bodies of Game Girl and Scoops, before turning her attention back to Noah. "..I have a soft spot for intelligent men." 

Jennie suddenly crushes Noah's lips with her own. It's a powerful, dominant, primal, sexually gratuitous KISS, complete with tongue and lip biting. 

The kiss lasts for ten seconds before Jennie ceases, leaving Noah with a bloodied bottom lip from her parting bite. She leaves him standing there, frozen in fear? Shock? Awe? Arousal? 

Taking the X-Treme title into her hand, the Nicklechick walks near Game Girl, who's elbow-crawling toward her with fury in her eyes. Jennie holds the title by one end, letting the opposing end dangle tauntingly close to Game Girl's outstretched hand. 

"Come on, Gamey. It's right here. You're so close. Come on.." Jennie lets Game Girl's finger get within a fraction of an inch before yanking the title just a few inches farther away. Rinse. Repeat. 

"Fight, Game Girl. Fight! FIGHT!" With a sudden lunge, Game Girl's finger grazes the title's plating. "Atta-girl!" Jennie screams as if she's actually proud of her. 

*WHAM!* 

Curb-Stomp out of nowhere. 

Not from Jennie Nickles. 

It's from Jenny Myst. 

"Oh, come on, Jenny! I was trying to make a whole promo thing out of this. Feud-building stuff."