Sasha Banks: Emma-taining

Justin Roberts: And your NEW EBWF Diva’s Tag Team Champions, Eva Marie and Sasha Banks!

In that moment so many things were picture perfect for The HBIC of EBWF. She just won her first championship thanks to her boo Eva Marie who secured the win. Summer played a big role too, taking one.... Or two, for the team. And Sasha wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. To win something on your own was one thing, but to win with your ride or die chicks, that was totally different and no one else but them could share. Fast forward to the following Monday, where Warfare was live. Sasha and Eva Marie were both together, holding up their shiny, fashionable tag titles and smiling at them. The girls even exchanged their titles and kept buffing them up to perfection. Summer Rae stepped into the picture and Eva and Sasha swooned.

Sasha Banks: Summer, aren’t these things beautimous?

Eva Marie: They could use a little more red, but still, they are so.. Beautiful! They go so well with us, don’t you think?

Summer clasped her hands together admiringly and joined in.

Summer Rae: They're amazing... Just like my baes!

All three of them squealed. Sasha went on the other side of Summer, then the trio embraced in a group hug.

Sasha Banks: This would be unpossible without you two. I mean, Eva girl, you WON the match! And Summer kept gave those biker bums a run for their money!

Summer reached up to her face and rubbed the side of it. After two Botox Injections, who wouldn’t be sore?

Summer Rae: It feels like I really did get Botox done. I can’t feel my face!

She pouted but Sasha and Eva hugged her tighter to comfort her. 

Eva Marie: Don’t worry boo, we have these now to make ALL of us feel better, see!

Eva handed her belt to Summer, and Sasha handed hers over too. Summer stared at her besties for a moment, then looked at the belts they just handed her. She cracked a positively glowing smile.

Summer Rae: What do you know, I feel better already!

The three started laughing but it came to a stop when someone else stepped on the scene. Michael Cole. How gross!

Sasha Banks: Excuse you! What do you want?

Eva Marie: He looks like a skunk…

Summer Rae: And smells like one, too. Ew!

The trio plugged their noses and started fanning at the air around them, then started laughing again. Michael did not look amused. He was the butt of their joke, and so he started acting like one.

Michael Cole: Believe me ladies, I may smell, but at least I am a professional.

Summer gave Michael the meanest mug possible, Sasha gasped and put a hand to her chest, and Eva Marie’s jaw dropped in shock. They were very offended.

Summer Rae: Excuse me, you can’t talk to us like that! We’re—I mean they-- are your Diva’s Tag Team Champions! Have some respect Michael!

Summer reluctantly handed over the belts back to Eva and Sasha.

Eva Marie: Seriously, you’re so rude!

Sasha Banks: Are you here to interview us or what? Because if not you need to SWERVE. Thank you!

Michael Cole: I actually am here to interview you Sasha. You’re going up against Emma tonight, and I’d like to get a few words from you.

Sasha Banks: Excuse me! Hold up, wait a minute… What? I have a match tonight? Against WHO?

Michael Cole: Emma… As I just said.

Sasha Banks: I  heard what you said, MICHAEL. But I am sooo confused, I thought I was supposed to be the Emma-tainment tonight! That’s what the card said… Emma-tainment with Sasha Banks. Like, I’m supposed to be providing Emma-tainment tonight! Tuh. I think you got your stuff missed up Michael.

Eva and Summer turned to look at each other a little worried, and even Michael turned to face the camera with that smug look about him. You could hear the crowd laughing at Sasha.

Eva Marie: Umm, Sasha… You read that wrong...

Summer Rae: Yeah, you’re going against EMMA, and they say she’s “Emma-Taining”. It’s weird, but it’s what everyone says these days.

Sasha turned to face her friends with a hand over her mouth. They all started gesturing with their hands and motioning big and dramatically, before they all turned around and plastered smiles on their faces like everything was ok.

Sasha Banks: Ok Michael, axe me a question!

Michael Cole: I’m glad you’re prepared now. As I said, tonight you will be facing one of EBWF’s newest diva’s in Emma. She has a deadly submission finisher, the Emma Lock, and also has a signature submission, the DilEmma. Do you think that you can combat her submission maneuvers? They are her strong suit, after all.

Sasha Banks: Tuh, the Emma Lock? So not creative! The only suit she looks good in is one that has a bag over her head because those bags under her eyes? SWERVE. There’s cream for that. And how can someone even put me in a submission if they can never get a hold of me? I am sooo fast, and have so much fragility that she won’t even be able to catch me.

Michael Cole: I believe you mean "agility", Sasha. So I take it you aren’t worried about your opponent tonight?

Summer Rae chimed in.

Summer Rae: Of course she isn’t, Michael! Eva and The Boss, Sasha just defeated the Not-So-Beautiful People last week. And the fact Angelina Love exploded, and lead to the implosion of their little team makes everything so much more worth it.

Eva Marie: Yeah, if we can handle two hot messes like them, Sasha can definitely take care of one disaster like Emma.

Sasha Banks: Emma can’t even dance! So how does she expect to wrestle?

The three of them started shooting their arms out around them trying to mock Emma’s dance. Sasha even knocked Michael in the face. They did their signature snap with one hand, while still emulating Emma’s arm robot dance and started to walk off camera. You could hear one last thing as the fashionable divas made their exit.

Sasha Banks: BYEEEEEEEEEE.

Michael Cole was left standing alone, rubbing at his forehead where he was just pelted with a pretty manicured hand.