Smackdown
Nov 19

Miz TV was set up as the WWE Championship was sitting on a small red cloth table. Dean was standing over by Roman while Kevin was next to Del Rio and Miz was standing in the middle.

All of them were getting into an argument about who was walking out with the title Sunday, Miz held up a hand.

Miz: Excuse me? I don't want to break all this up here but I think you all are forgetting one thing. Which ever one of you makes it to the main event will see my secret special guest. And he happens to be the special guest referee for the main event, the young kid of the Authority. Please welcome Michael McMahon!

Michael's theme plays as he walks out with a pop of cheers. He cleaned out her ears from how loud everybody was. He's wearing some blue jeans, an Authority T-Shirt, with a pair of tennis shoes. His hair is a bit wildly, mimicking his father's hairstyle before he went bald. (I miss long hair Triple H 😞)

King: Here comes Mikey! I think he'll be the best special guest Miz has on Miz TV right now.

Booker T: That kid is impressive in the ring, I will say that. Michael's got a mean streak of and that's gonna get him far here in the WWE.

Tom: Michael is really not like his parents, in terms of personality.

Michael went up to Zeb Colter and pats him in the shoulder. He goes on the apron and enters the ring, before quickly exiting the ring and went up to Jerry and hugs him.

Michael: Hey, Jerry!

King: Good to see you too, Mike!

Michael pulls away and enters back in the ring. He grabs a mic and stood between Miz and Dean as the crowd chants for him. They quiet down as Michael begins to speak.

Mike: It's a pleasure to be here, Miz. Thanks for inviting me over here. I really appreciate it.

Miz: No, Michael. Thank you. Thank, you for letting me introduce you like I am supposed to do and for waiting for me to bring you out. Not interrupt me like you were not raised without any manners. *the others just rolled their eyes*

Michael: Sure. My parents always taught me to respect my elders.

The crowd laughs as Miz was taken aback by his statement, but ignored it thinking that's because Michael is the youngest in the ring.

Michael: But I am excited to be on Miz TV, I always wanted to be and I guess dreams do come true.

Miz: See, why can't you all come on here with that attitude?

Kevin: Maybe because we aren't The Authority's little brat.

The crowd oohs as Michael had placed his hand in his chest, looking offended.

Michael: Wow. Kevin that really hurts. But, I guess you're right. I maybe a brat, and I will go crying to my mommy and daddy, and then tell I did this to Kevin Owens.

This caused the crowd to laugh and the others stiff a laugh with Kevin giving Michael a look. Michael just smirks as he puts his hands done and grabs his mic.

Michael: Anyway, I know you guys are thinking that I have plans to screw somebody over but I don't because I am always fair when it comes to matches. So don't worry, I will call your match right down the middle and whoever wins will deserve to win this Sunday and that's that.

Miz: You know Michael now that I have you out here on Miz TV, I just want to ask the question that has been weighing in on everybody's mind. How are things going on between you and Charlotte?

Michael looks at him in confusion.

Miz: I mean, everyone on Twitter has been posting about you being her boyfriend-

Michael: WHOA! Whoa, whoa. *waving his hands in the air* Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa...whoa...whoa. *shakes his head* Whoa, boyfriend? *brow raised*

Alberto: I need to say something a-

Mike: Not now, Pablo. *he waved him off, the announcers and crowd laughed at this* Did you just say boyfriend?

Miz: I mean, you two seemed to be close.

Michael: Yes, that's true. If you had been looking at social media, you would see me and Charlotte together along with others, but come on. We're just friends. We both viewed each other as brother and sister, and nothing else. And yes, I know that seems to be like being friend zoned, but I don't care.

He shrugs.

Michael: I mean you could read that kind of stuff on tumblur, Wattpad, or fanfiction...and yes I do read some. *he points at the crowd* You people got some weird imaginations. But anyway, bottom line is I am not dating anybody back there, got it? Well, not at the moment, you know what I'm saying, right?

Miz: *arms up in defense* I got it.

Michael: Good.

Dean: Hey, Mike.

Michael: Yeah, Dean? Are you mad that I got you eliminated in my first match?

Dean: Nope. Not at all. I'm just impressed that you got me eliminated in that match.

Michael: *bashfull* Well. Umm. Thanks, dude. Coming from a former Shield member, that means a lot.

Dean: However, if you screw me over then I will coming for your ass, just like that Sellout, Seth.

Michael: Oh, really? Well, I'm not afraid for a fight, Ambrose. Neither I'm afraid of you.

Both glares at each other. R-Truth's theme hit as the crowd cheered when he walked out, Miz threw his hands up in annoyance.

King: What the? What is Truth doing out here?

Tom: *laughs* Maybe to restore some order? I think that's why.

Booker: What is this all about?

All of them look generally confused as to why he was out there, he got in the ring and stood in the center facing the crowd as his music died down.

R-Truth: University of Tennessee! What's up?!

The crowd says it back.

R-Truth: I'm gonna tell you what's up. You looking at the underdog. *takes off glasses* My whole life I been the underdog but I survive, I'm a survivor. At Survivor Series-

He looked back at all of them before back at the crowd.

R-Truth: I'm gonna cut through every last one of these Superstars like hot knife going through butter.

King: What?

Michael looks at him with a face like 'what' as Truth continue while the others had caught on and was discussing it among themselves.

R-Truth: And I will become your new WWE Champion! *getting a loud pop*

This made the commentators laugh and the superstars looking at him in confusion. Soon, Michael speaks out.

Michael: Uhh, Truth. You're not in the tournament.

This made the crowd laugh as Truth looked back and forth between him and the crowd, he slowly raised the mic back up.

R-Truth: What you say, Mike?

Michael: That you're not in the match. The tournament has been going on for 2 weeks.

Truth shook his head.

Truth: You sure you can probably check the afa-data or something...they told me. *He sighed* Ain't that something.

This made Michael chuckle a bit.

Truth: University of Tennessee? *held up his hand as they cheered. This on me, this one is on me. Gentlemen...my bad. *Roman chuckled, Dean shared an amused look* I like to wish you good luck. *shook Roman's hand, he went to Dean giving him a bro hug* Wish you good luck. *He patted Michael's head and walked past Kevin and Del Rio* I'm not wishing ya'll good luck.

The crowd laughed as he got out of the ring and went up the ramp with a little dance.

Michael: See ya, Truth! *shakes his head* It would be cool if he was in this match.

Miz tapped his fingers in annoyance.

Miz: You all are so rude. I brought you out here to shake things up Michael, and you just came out here trying to takeover.

Michael: Well, someone's being sore.

Miz: This is my show, mine! Don't you get how Miz TV is supposed to go? I introduce you, I ask the hard hitting questions, then I talk about the finals how it could put friend vs friend or champion vs champion. Or how Michael could possibly turn on one of you and screw one of you over in that match. How you all will put it on the line for the richest prize in this industry and then your all supposed to face off, and then guess what? Guess what? Then it becomes the most traumatic Survivor Series of all time, thanks to the Miz!

Michael: You need to chill out. Like, right now.

Roman: Mikey's right, Miz. this is your show your from Hollywood you know how this works. Your the director right now, so direct. Tell us what to do, what's the magic word over there Dean? You know Mike?

Both just shrugged as the crowd shouted out the answer which made Roman give a nod.

Roman: That's it, action.

Miz: That's not even how they say it in Hollywood. How they say it in Hollywood is, and Action!

Dean nailed him with a rock hook to the side of his face. King winced as Booker started laughing, Kevin and Del Rio had gotten out the ring while Michael just laughed.

King: Cut.

Michael puts the mic down as he helps Miz up, and wipes off dirt from his cloak or whatever.

Tom: What is Michael doing?

Booker: As he said, respect his elders.

Michael asked him if he's alright. Miz nods and Mike nods before doing the crotch chop, getting a loud pop from the crowd.

He kicks him in the gut and sets him up and hits the Pedigree, much to the crowd and Dean and Roman's delight.

King: Pedigree!

Tom: What's that about respecting his elders, Booker?

Booker: Well, what did you expect? He's the Son of the Game. So he has a natural sense of disrespect.

Michael's theme plays as he salutes Dean and Roman and leaves the ring and goes up the ramp.

Fan tweets

That punch by Dean was dead on! #Smackdown

Poor Miz somebody help him #Smackdown

Michael sure respects elders here. With the form of DX kind of respect! #Smackdown

Suck it! #Smackdown

How can you not love R-Truth? #Smackdown

That crotch chop, though. Just like his father. #Smackdown

*later, in the ring*

It was the main event on Smackdown as it was Kevin and Del Rio vs Dean and Roman. Michael was sitting next to King on commentary for the match as he watched it go back and forth.

Mike: Too bad Seth's not here. He's easily to annoy.

He watched Kevin lock Dean down in a sleeper hold but the crowd was willing Dean back to his feet.

Tom: Michael, we didn't really expect you to sit out here during this match.

Michael: What? You don't want me sitting here?

Booker: Better watch yourself Tom.

Michael: Yeah, Tom watch yourself.

Tom: I'm just saying that since it seems you don't like any of the superstars in that ring right now.

Michael: I like Roman. He's cool. Kevin is a douche bag, and Del Rio, well he's Del Rio, and Dean is a crazy dude who likes to fight. Something I like.

King: *laughs* That's summoning it up.

Del Rio was now tagged in and had kick Roman off the apron. before running and hitting a DDT on Dean.

Michael: That won't stop Dean. I know that.

"One! Tw-" Ambrose had kicked out.

King: Ambrose stays in it, so Michael who you want to see win the title?

Michael: I don't do favorites, King. My family has done that many times over the years, but I'm different. I want a match being fair and clean.

Booker: You know, that's something not a new Director of Operations would say, much less a McMahon.

Michael: True. But, I'm not like my family. Still love them though.

The match continued to go back and forth until things started getting out of hand, Roman hits a Superman Punch on Kevin Owens, he fell to the mat. Alberto drags Roman out the ring before throwing him into the steel steps, Dean jumped on Alberto as the two of them began fighting until Kevin got involved.

Tom: This thing has broken down fast.

Kevin bounced Dean's head off the announce table, he looked at Mike.

Kevin: You see that!

Michael: Pfft. Duh.

He was going to go towards him, until Dean grabs him and tosses him back inside the ring. Roman was back up as he had took Alberto out, Kevin and Dean were in the ring trading punches. Kevin kneed him before throwing him to the ropes for the pop up powerbomb, Dean hoped over his head as Roman ran hitting Kevin with a spear.

Tom: And a Spear by Reigns!

Roman got up pumped as he fist bumped Dean, his theme soon hit.

Michael: Should've been paying attention, Kevin. Maybe it should be Spear Owens Spear. *laughs* Oh, I'm hilarious.

The crowd cheered as Alberto and Owens were laid out, Dean looked at Roman before rolling out of the ring and going to stand by the WWE title. He looked down at it and is soon joined by Roman as they both looked at each other before back down at the title with the same look.

Booker: And it's all about that WWE title, who will take it home this Sunday?

King: I don't know but I can't wait until Sunday.

Michael: Excuse me fellas, thanks for having me by the way.

He excuses himself as he grabs the mic.

Michael: Ahem! Cut the music off guys. I know the ladies love the Shield remix song, but cut it off for a sec.

He said as it started to die down, some of the crowd cheered and laughed at her statement about the song.

Michael: Now I kinda saw this coming of you two staring down the title to build the suspense for Sunday, oooh. *making Jazz hands* But, since I'm the ref...

He walked between the two men and took the title off the podium and put it on his shoulder.

Michael: I will be taking it with me.

Dean: You little evil twerp.

Michael: *smiles* Don't worry boys, if you win your matches this Sunday then the two of you will see me and this WWE title. I can't lie though, this looks good around me. See ya Sunday!

Michael's theme plays as he goes up the ramp and Roman and Dean looking at him before staring at each other.