Eagle: “How’s that full nelson?”
Scrappy: “I was wrestling Bolt. What are you even doing here?”
Eagle: “Teaching you a lesson on how a real stud wrestles. Now answer me. How’s that full nelson.”
Scrappy: “Bolt does this a lot tighter than you.”
Eagle: “Oh yeah? We’ll see about that.”

Eagle releases Scrappy, then rushes Bolt and clamps on the nelson as Bolt yelps in pain at Eagle’s tight forceful grip compressing his neck. Then comes the stretch – Eagle lifts Bolt in the nelson as though he’s as light as a feather.

“He’s too strong. He’s so strong…” Bolt moans desperately, unable to escape Eagle’s grip.

“Yeah he is…” murmurs Scrappy, as he strokes Eagle’s bicep and tricep, taut and bulging as he keeps Bolt trapped in the hold. He couldn’t do that before when he himself was trapped in the nelson.

“What the eff… what are you doing man?” Eagle stares at own bicep, disturbed that Scrappy is stroking it.

“Lift him again,” says Scrappy. Eagle obliges, giving Scrappy an opening to slap Bolt’s abs on display, and then another opportunity to caress Eagle’s taut arm muscles.

Now Eagle’s getting pissed. He lets go of the now-exhausted Bolt. “What the hell are you doing man?” Eagle challenges Scrappy.

“I’m just complimenting your muscles—”

Scrappy gets cut off as Eagle shoves him into the closet. “Stay there till I say you can come out.” Then he turns his attention back to Bolt, who has recovered from the full nelson and needs a new round of punishment.

(Thunders Arena – Vegas Battles 45, Eagle vs. Bolt & Scrappy) 

The match is over. You lost. You know what that means. You didn’t forget your promise, did you?