Nag's boxing

Part 4.

Macca and Grandad come through with there gear on ready to fight for there hat as Rodney stumbles through the crowd utterly embarrassed and looking out for the people who only just saw him in a hotdog costume. "DONT MESS THIS UP!" Del shouts from the pub's door over to Rodney while getting the punters in. The pair square up before Rodney reads out the list of rules. "The crowd must stay out of the ring at all times and there must be no kicking! Round 1! GO!" Grandad's already thrown the first punch instantly causing Macca to get thrown into the ground. Rodney's batshit scared when Grandad's teeth go flying lessons. He's trying to split the grandad's up already! The crowd boo's in Shame meanwhile Del's furious. "Rodney! What do you think you're doing! I'm trying to make profit from this and you can't even start a kickboxing match off!" "Oh, no that was just a warmup now time for the real round!" Rodney takes in a deep breath before blowing the whistle. "Now remember...no killing each other guys!" A few seconds later Rodney's in the corner of the ring, covering his eyes and not wanting to watch the violence and before he knows Some Tranny's begin checking Rodders out. They come over to the ring, deep smiles on there faces. "Hey, fancy a makeover for that dress you're wearing?" They ask as Rodney, trying to pull him out. Poor Rodney falls off before trying to shout his big brother but he's nowhere to be seen! The tranny's pull him to one side and the boxers are no longer have a referee to control them. The crowd soon all rush to the ring repeating. "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!" at Grandad, Macca's already blacked out. Rodney tries to set free but the Travesties hold him down, doing his makeup and trying to put his blonde locks in ponytails. "Who are you?!" "Oh I'm Sean Connor!"  they hold a mirror up in front of Rodney's face. The Tranny's say something but it's too loud. Poor Rodney looks like a drag queen! Meanwhile Del has just came through to see Rodney is nowhere to be found and most of the punters have climbed into the ring and all the money has been stolen but Del couldn't care less and is determined to find Rodney. He steps into the ring, budging everyone into the corner before whistling and the room turns silent. "Listen! Has anybody seen my plonker for a brother?! Blonde hair, slim built? Failed referee?!" Del questions but everyone is too drunk and too clueless to know. "Del!" He hears a voice coming from a corner and sees a young man slouched on a cheer with makeup all over him. Of course it's Rodney! "Rodney Is that you?!!" Del Boy pushes throw the crowd on the ring and carries a limping Grandad off to get to Rodney and notice two Tranny's standing there in disappointment. "Bugger off Tranny's you can have him in a while" Del exclaims as they wander off. "What are you like Rodney! Or should I say America's next top model!" He stands there, holding in the chuckle but Rodney's too exhausted for a word. "Come on! Let's get you both dipstick's home!" "Don't you think we need to send Grandad to hospital?" Rodney finally says something while holding onto Grandad. "Will do in the morning." Del answers. The ring collapses with a passed out Macca as they all walk out of the nags head and into the car.