The crowd comes to life as the shows theme music hits and the lights flash on to reveal the now familiar WWE messy showdown set.

On the stage were the usual big white sheets covering what could safely be assumed to be messy contraptions the two hosts had come up with.

On that note, the first of the two hosts took the stage as Paige's music hit and crowd rose to their feet. It was well known that Paige's contract would expire in a matter of days, so this was almost certainly her final appearance at a WWE event.

The longtime favorite took a mic and began the nights ceremonies.

"Hello and welcome to Messy in the Bank! I'm sure you all know how this works by now, tonight, myself and my co-host will be making predictions for the Money in the Bank show, and at the end of the night, one of us will be a whole lot messier-"

Before Paige could finish that sentence, the music of her co-host and opponent hit, and Sasha Banks strolled onto the stage to a massive pop from the crowd.

"We'll I'm glad you could make it, Sasha." Joked Paige

Sasha grabbed a mic for herself and addressed the crowd

"Well I'm always happy to be in front of the WWE universe. It's no secret that my time here is just about up, however, my release can't be final until I fulfill my final date for WWE, which is this showdown."

"So-" began Paige "How does it feel knowing that the last time these fans see you, you'll be a humiliated mess?"

"I can ask you the same thing Paige! In fact, being humiliated in front of your fans is something you should be used to by now."

The crowd stayed hot as the two stared daggers at each other

"Well than, Sasha, since it seems all our fans know how this show works by now, how about we share what punishments we've created for each other. Than we can go about making our predictions."

"Sounds lovely, Paige" said Sasha with a ton of attitude.

Paige than pushed her aside

"I'm going first. You may be the boss to them, but to me you're just a baby who left when she didn't get what she wanted"

Sasha began to advance toward Paige after that insult, but Paige put her hand up and stopped Sasha in her tracks with her next sentence

"Such a big baby, in fact, that my forfeit for you will turn you into just that, a big baby."

At that, Paige pulled a big fluffy diaper out of her back pocket. It was powder blue with frills and had the words "Boss Baby" stitches on the backside is pink letters. Sasha did not need long to figure where Paige was going with this one

"So Sasha, after you lose, you'll come back out on stage wearing nothing but this beautiful diaper I had made for you, and you'll be standing under that!"

A spotlight came to life and shined down on a shower cubicle like structure with a wide plastic tube at the top

"Every baby needs to eat, and you're no exception! So after I hit this button, you'll receive your very own baby food shower with the best flavors we could find!"

The crowd cheered and Sasha stuck her tongue out at the forfeit had come up with. The boss wouldn't dare show how grossed out she was at the prospect of a baby food shower. So she brushed it off and began to present the forfeit she'd imagined for Paige.

"Not bad Paige. But figures you are once again just grabbing at straws trying to one-up me. In fact, you've always been green with envy. And green is the theme of my forfeit for you. Staring with the outfit!"

A stage hand came out and handed Sasha a lime green one piece swimsuit. Paige knew just from looking at it that it was tight, and likely wouldn't do a great job of hiding her modesty.

"So Paige, after I stick you in this green monstrosity, we'll continued the green theme with a green makeover. You'll be covered, and filled, with mushy peas, guacamole, kale smoothie, and of course, a classic Nickelodeon green sliming!"

The last place Paige wanted to to end her storied WWE career was in a paddling pool covered in green muck. But she was a few wrong guesses away from that happening.

"Well, that's gross." Mused Paige "But before we make our all important picks, we should probably clue the audience in on what the women in the MITB match are fighting to win, or in this case, avoid."

"Allow me!" Said Sasha, pulling out the MITB Briefcase.

"Now we know all about the contract inside this briefcase that guarantees a title shot in the next 12 months. But this year we added something special."

From the briefcase Saha pulled out a star spangled two piece swimsuit. It was gaudy as all hell. She looked a bit embarrassed just to be holding it.

"This year the fourth of the July falls on a Monday, so the entire Raw roster will be having a barbecue with all the American classics. Hotdogs, ketchup, mustard, coleslaw, the list goes on!"

"And we'll be sure to have leftovers" interrupted Paige and the crowd chuckled as they saw where this was going.

"Not only does winner of the MITB get a future title shot. They also get the right to choose who from the MITB has to wear this swimsuit, and be our Fourth of July mess recipient on raw this Monday."

"It's high risk high reward" Said Saha, "They better hope they win the briefcase, or else they are liable to get picked and be humiliated on the fourth!"

"High risk high reward for sure." Agreed Paige.

"Well Sasha, it's about time we make our picks, are you ready?"

Sasha smirked, it was time to put up or shut up.

"You're on!"
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PAIGES PICKS- MENS MITB: Drew McIntyre, Riddle, Sheamus

WOMENS MITB: Alexa Bliss, Lacey Evans, Raquel

Bianca BelAir, Natalya, Lashley, Usos

SASHA'S PICKS:
MENS MITB: Seth Rollins, Omos, or Sami

WOMENS MITB: Liv Morgan, Becky Lynch, Shotzi

Carmella, Ronda Rousey, Theory, Street Profits.