The scene opened up backstage at the Toyota Center. Summer Rae was busy hovering in front of a mirror, desperately applying base and powder to her face. She was attempting to cover up whatever bruises were left by Angelina Love's foot. Summer had taken two Botox Injections to the face in the same night at Sacrifice. Her face had mostly stopped hurting but a few bruises were left over. Despite the damage to her face, the sacrifice had been worth it. Her best friends, Eva Marie and Sasha Banks, were the new champions! So at least it hadn't been all for nothing.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Unbelievable.

Summer continued to dab base all over the bruises.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
No matter how much I try to cover up this hot mess, nothing seems to work!

Summer muttered out loud to herself in frustration. Behind her, the new EBWF Divas Tag champions walked up. Summer was too involved in caking her makeup on to notice. The two looked at one another then back at her and cleared their throats in unison.

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Uh, Summer? What are you doing here?

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
I have a match tonight, duh.

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
I know, but you're in the Divas locker room...

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Yeah, so?

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
My question is... why?

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
I don't get what you mean by that...

«°×All.Red.Everything;;Eva.Marie×° »
Yeah boo, now that we're champions, we have our own locker room!

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Yeah it's like seclusive to us, how amazing is that?

Summer and Eva looked at one another and then back at Sasha.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Do you mean exclusive?

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Yeah that's what I said.

«°×All.Red.Everything;;Eva.Marie×° »
Come on girl, let's get out of here. You won't believe the set up we have in our locker room! It's so dope!

Eva Marie ran her fingers through her bright red hair, almost mesmerized by it. Summer's eyes widened as she hadn't thought of that. She grinned and grabbed her bag from the bench. She shut her locker and turned to the other Divas who were getting ready for the show.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
That's right, I'm rolling with my bae's, the Divas Tag Team champions! We're too good to be in this cruddy commoners locker room. Peace out, bitches!

Summer threw up peace out signs with her hands as the three smirked cockily and walked out of the locker room. The rest of the Divas shook their heads and muttered among each other.

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Later on the cameras focused backstage once again. The EBWF Mean girls, Sasha Banks, Summer Rae, and Eva Marie, all sat inside of their private locker room. Sasha laid out on the love seat, she held her title out at arm's length and stared at herself in the reflection. Eva Marie had her title over her shoulder and stared into the mirror. She mindlessly combed her vibrant hair alongside the title that sat on her shoulder. Eva appeared to almost be in her own little world. Summer Rae put down her container of powder and sighed heavily. She frowned and turned in the chair she sat in at the make up table.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
It's not fair. I can't fix my face no matter how hard I try!

Sasha took a break from staring at her title and sat up on the love seat. She looked over at Summer and held her breath for a moment. Summer definitely didn't look her best.

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
You can like barely notice it. Besides, people will be staring at our new gold so it takes away from the bruce's.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
I'm sorry, did you just say bruce's?

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Yeah, bruce's. On your face. Tuh.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
You mean bruises.

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Bruce's.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Bruises - you know what, never mind. Maybe you're right. I mean my face will eventually recover, but the Beautiful People never will. Can you believe we took their gold and broke them up? Everyone said we couldn't get the gold and now look at us!

Sasha and Summer beamed at the thought. Eva was still off in la-la land.

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
I still can't believe Eva and I got our first titles. Like oh-em-gee!

Sasha squealed in excitement and hugged the title to herself.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
About that... I wanted to bring up an idea with you and Eva.

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Eva, get over here.

Eva didn't budge, it was almost like she didn't even hear anything. Summer got up from her chair and paced over near the couches.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Well, I was thinking that maybe.... and hear me out on this... but maybe, we could like... defend the belts under the Freebird Rule?

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
OMG I totally love that song! I'm as freeee as a birrrddd nowww!

Sasha began to sing the classic hit off tune. Summer shook her head and stopped her from continuing.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Sasha, no! I'm not talking about the song. I am talking about the Freebird Rule.

Sasha blinked at her a few times with a blank stare. It wasn't connecting.

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
Errr, what's that?

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
We can defend the belts together, any of us. So if Eva or you are hurt or sick or something, I can take your place.

Sasha looked back and rolled her eyes at Eva. She got up and walked over to her and tapped her on the shoulder. Eva snapped out of her trance and looked at Sasha with a huge smile on her face.

«°×All.Red.Everything;;Eva.Marie×° »
Yes?

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
I think you spent enough time getting every hair in place. Come sit down.

«°×All.Red.Everything;;Eva.Marie×° »
I can't help it. I have to look perf for the all red everything movement.

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
You're slaying, trust me. Summer wants to aks us about the Free Bird reign.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Rule.

«°×All.Red.Everything;;Eva.Marie×° »
Oh, that song! Everyone holds up their lighters and-

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
NOT the song. Freebird Rule. Rule, guys. Not reign. Not the song. You see, under the Freebird Rule, we can all three defend the titles. It makes the most sense. That way if someone isn't at 100%, someone else can step in for them.

«°×Bank.On.That;;Sasha.Banks×° »
I like it, tuh! Makes a lot of sense if you aks me.

«°×All.Red.Everything;;Eva.Marie×° »
Of course, boo!

Summer, Eva, and Sasha shared a squeal of excitement as the three stood close and hugged one another, slightly jumping in place.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
The EBWF universe better watch out, they won't be able to handle us!

The three did their signature snap as the scene faded out to another segment. The trio cheered together and continued to hug and celebrate their recent success.

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Michael Cole opened the scene as he stood off to the left of Summer Rae. She was dressed in full ring attire, her match for Warfare was coming up soon. Michael Cole cleared his throat and began to speak.

«°×One.And.Only;;Michael.Cole×° »
Good evening ladies and gentlemen, Michael Cole here with my guest this evening. The ever so stunning, Summer Rae!

Summer primped her hair with her fingers and smiled in a smug manner.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
What can I do for you, Cole?

«°×One.And.Only;;Michael.Cole×° »
Actually I just wanted to get a few words with you. If you don't mind that is.

Summer half shrugged and continued to primp her hair, flipping some of it over her shoulder.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Ask away.

«°×One.And.Only;;Michael.Cole×° »
Well Summer, most of the EBWF Universe witnessed you taking two Botox Injections from former Divas tag team champion, Angelina Love, at Sacrifice. You certainly put yourself in harms way, which benefited your close friends, Eva Marie, and Sasha Banks, greatly. Was putting yourself at risk like that worth it, even though you didn't get a title yourself?

Summer pursed her lips and laughed.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Michael, this isn't something I expect you to understand. With that little pea brain of yours, I doubt you could even if you tried. Our friendship... our partnership... runs so much deeper than people seem to realize. We are a complete team, we have each others backs no matter what. Sasha Banks and Eva Marie are my ride or dies and I would do anything for them! Just as they would for me. I know this isn't something that the EBWF is used to seeing, especially in the Divas division. You see, we weren't just talking big when we said we were going to change the division. That we were gunning for the top and now... well, we aren't all that far away. All the "veteran" Divas tried to run us off and it didn't work. Some of those Divas, we have already beat in the ring. I sure don't hear some of those "veteran" Divas talking so much now. Do you, Michael? Do you?

«°×One.And.Only;;Michael.Cole×° »
Well, um, no. Not really.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
That's because the Mean girls know how to back up what we say. It may seem like we came out of no where, and sometimes, that's where the best talent comes from. Out. of. nowhere. This Divas division was in need of a shake up, a little flare. It needed someone to stir the pot and mix things up in here. You see, everything else had already been played out and it was all so boring. Girls like the group formerly known as the Beautiful People. Girls like Trish Stratus and Natalya. Girls like my opponent tonight, AJ Lee. She had her fifteen minutes of fame in 2012. Now she's desperately trying to find that fame again. Sorry to tell you hunny, that train has come and gone for you. Lightning doesn't strike in the same place twice, at least, not for you anyway. You aren't that lucky. But don't worry AJ, most people can't be as lucky as I am, or even my girls for that matter. I wouldn't want you to worry yourself crazy about it.

«°×One.And.Only;;Michael.Cole×° »
I don't think she will be happy to hear you use the "C" word...

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
As if I give a damn what that little twerp thinks of me? She needs to focus on herself first. I mean honestly, those ugly cut off shorts? That ridiculous T-shirt of hers? Talk about a major fashion DON'T! Someone is in need of a personal stylist, ASAP! But don't call me to help you, AJ. I'm good but I'm not THAT good. Some things just can't be fixed. Or sometimes things just aren't worth fixing.

Summer shrugged.

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Aside from her awful taste in fashion, lets talk about her awful taste in partners. I mean Paige? Now we have Casper and Alvin the Chipmunk as a tag team? She really must of been desperate to replace her old partner, Kaitlyn. Paige almost looks as manly as Kaitlyn did. Maybe a little less muscle mass, but beggars like AJ, can't be choosers.

«°×One.And.Only;;Michael.Cole×° »
Are you trying to say that AJ Lee's fashion sense and choice of partners is going to play a role in your match tonight?

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Pretty sure I didn't say that. Did I say that? No. I didn't. Am I worried about AJ beating me tonight? Not in the slightest. AJ is like a little Chihuahua, just a constant, yappy little bark but no bite. So no, I'm not worried about her. I mean in the game of life, I have already beat AJ Lee. Three times over. So as far as I'm convinced, that little Jersey rat is already a dead girl walking and the match hasn't even started yet!

«°×One.And.Only;;Michael.Cole×° »
Any last words for your opponent this evening?

«°×Legs.For.Days;;Summer.Rae×° »
Girl, SWERVE!

Summer flipped her hair over her shoulder in a prissy manner and walked off the set. Michael Cole looked at the camera and shrugged his shoulders as the scene faded out.