Chapter 1: Game, Set, Disaster
The WWE gang rolls up to the tennis court like they're entering a cage match. Dean Ambrose (still the lovable dumbass) walks in with his racket upside down, convinced that it's a bat. He's already sweating in his jeans and leather jacket.
"I thought tennis was just fancy baseball!" Dean yells as he swings the racket wildly at the air.
Roman Reigns, the self-proclaimed Tribal Shithead, walks in with an air of arrogance. "This is easy. I'm the Head of the Table; I dominate in everything." Roman struts to the court, fully convinced he'll crush everyone—despite never playing tennis before.
Seth Rollins, the only sane person in this madhouse, sighs as he watches Dean almost hit himself with his racket. "Why am I even here?" Seth asks no one in particular, knowing he's the only one with any semblance of focus.
Chapter 2: Jade and Bay Ley vs. the Rules
Meanwhile, Jade Storm and Bay Ley are already causing havoc. Jade, the British punk rocker with no filter, is using her racket to start a fight with the net. She's yelling about how it's "in her way," as Bay Ley, her badass girlfriend, cheers her on.
"Smash it, babe!" Bay Ley cackles, snapping her gum as she tosses her racket down in favor of bare fists.
"Oi, I'll smash more than just this net!" Jade yells, swinging her racket like it's a sword. She's ready to fight anyone who challenges her.
The referee comes over to calm things down, but Bay Ley steps forward, glaring. "You want a problem?" she threatens, cracking her knuckles.
The poor ref stumbles backward, unsure if this is a tennis match or a WWE brawl.
Chapter 3: The Twin Trouble
The Bayley vs. Bay Ley sibling rivalry heats up. Bayley, in her rainbow tennis outfit and cheerful demeanor, is trying to focus on the game. But her twin sister, Bay Ley, isn't making it easy.
Bay Ley, ever the foul-mouthed tough girl, shouts from across the court, "You hit like a toddler!"
Bayley, who's way too sweet to handle the constant cursing, shouts back, "Can you stop being so negative for once?!"
"I'll stop when you start playing like a real athlete!" Bay Ley fires back.
Bayley, flustered, accidentally hits the ball too hard. It flies into the stands, where it smacks someone right in the face. She gasps, horrified. "Oh no! I'm so sorry!" she cries, rushing over to apologize.
"Get back here! We ain't finished!" Bay Ley yells after her, only getting more pissed.
Chapter 4: Becky and the "Irish Slam"
Becky Lynch, the baddest chick on the court, is not here for polite volleys. She's treating every shot like she's in a street fight.
She grins at her opponent across the net—Alexa Bliss, AKA Pornstar Reject—and smacks the ball with brutal force. It hits Alexa so hard in the arm that she drops her racket, glaring daggers at Becky.
"Oops, didn't mean to," Becky says with a smirk that says otherwise. "Try to keep up, Alexa!"
Alexa sneers. "You're gonna pay for that," she mutters, plotting her next move with all the venom she can muster.
Chapter 5: Cena Can't Say No
John Cena, stuck in the middle of the chaos, is just trying to play tennis. But everyone keeps dragging him into their nonsense because, well, he can't say no.
"Hey, Cena, play doubles with me!" Roman demands. Cena nods, of course, even though he just agreed to play doubles with Seth two minutes ago.
"Cena, we need a ref!" someone shouts, and Cena's already grabbing a whistle.
By the time Cena realizes he's supposed to be playing, refereeing, and carrying equipment, he's utterly overwhelmed. But he can't help but smile. "This is fine. Everything's fine," he says through gritted teeth.
Chapter 6: The Gunther Meltdown
Gunther, who was brought in as the tennis coach (for some unknown reason), is completely fed up. He's pacing the sidelines, barking orders at everyone, but no one is listening.
"Ambrose! You're not supposed to run into the net!" Gunther yells as Dean tries to body slam the net like it's a WWE rope.
Dean just shrugs. "What? I thought we were wrestling!"
Gunther turns red with frustration. "This is a disgrace to the sport! You're all embarrassing!"
AJ Styles, the cocky evil asshole of the group, smirks as he lobs a ball straight into Gunther's chest. "Relax, coach. We're just having fun."
Gunther's face turns into pure rage. "If one more ball hits me, I swear..."
Chapter 7: The Tribal Shithead vs. the Net
Roman, still struggling with the game, keeps hitting the ball directly into the net. His ego is taking a beating, and it's starting to show.
"The net is rigged," Roman grumbles after his fifth failed serve. "Who put this here?"
"Roman, that's just how tennis works," Seth tries to explain, his patience wearing thin.
"I'm the Tribal Chief. I don't lose to inanimate objects," Roman growls. In a fit of rage, he grabs the net, pulling it down and ripping it off its anchors.
"You literally just tore the net down!" Seth exclaims.
"I'm the Head of the Table," Roman replies, as if that explains anything.
Chapter 8: Dean's Wild Serve
Dean, finally understanding that tennis is NOT baseball, steps up to serve. But instead of gently tossing the ball into the air, he launches it with all his might—straight into the crowd. People scatter as the ball flies into the stands, causing mass panic.
"WOOOOOOO!" Dean howls, thinking he just scored some kind of victory.
Seth watches, exasperated. "That's not how this works, Dean..."
Chapter 9: Total Court Carnage
By the end of the match, the tennis court looks like a warzone. Balls are scattered everywhere, rackets are broken, and the net is completely destroyed thanks to Roman.
Jade and Bay Ley are in a shouting match with the umpire. Becky is gloating after knocking out two of Alexa's teeth (accidentally, of course). Cena is passed out on the ground from exhaustion after trying to keep up with everyone's demands.
And then there's Dean, standing triumphantly on top of a broken bench, holding his racket like it's a WWE championship belt. "We won, right?" he asks, completely oblivious.
Gunther, clutching his clipboard, mutters to himself, "I'm never doing this again."
Epilogue: Banned From Tennis...
Once again, the WWE team is banned—this time from tennis, forever. But as they walk off the court, they're leave a Mess behind.
Seth shakes his head. "Why do I even hang out with you guys?"
Roman just smirks, as always. "Doesn't matter what we do. I'll always be the Tribal Chief."
The group leaves the wrecked tennis court behind, ready for the next chaotic sport they can destroy.
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