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April 1st, 2019, 10:46 PM

“GAME!”

Stomping out of the Cruel Smash arena, absolutely drenched in sweat and completely exhausted came a towering six-foot woman in a skin-tight blue suit, her hair tied neatly in a ponytail behind her pissed-off face and her veiny, muscular arms drooping tiredly by her sides. Behind her displayed a flashing screen over the door she just left from: “THIRTY-SIX K.O.’S! A NEW RECORD!”

Falling down onto the nearest bench, the exhausted woman was soon joined by three coworkers - one, a pale white woman in yoga gear who quickly stepped up behind, wrapping a cold towel on the woman’s neck and then starting to massage her shoulders. “Wahoo!” Said another, a short, stubby man with a bushy mustache and a doctor’s lab-coat. “What-’a-game, Samus! You broke’a Wolf’s record!” Behind him, another absurdly muscular yet strikingly short young man in athletic clothes held up a timer, fumbling to pause it with his clumsy green boxing gloves. “Ya nailed it! Two minutes, tops. Ain’t no one gettin’ close to that score any time soon!” He complimented her.

Samus didn’t seem as excited. “Not enough.” She mumbled, taking a single sip of water before standing back up again. Her Trainer from behind was quick to try and pull her back down, but she was easily shrugged off. “Huh?” The Boxer asked. “It’s not enough.” Samus answered again. “It’s not fifty. Yet.” The Doctor quickly shuffled to his feet and walked behind her. “Oh-ho! You’ll get there-’a’-someday! But you should really-’a-rest for a few days, don’t you think?”

“I’ll be back tomorrow.” Was all she said, slamming the door shut behind her as her three companions were left in the dust. Slowly, they turned to one another - the Doctor facepalming as he grunted “D’oh!”