The bell rang, and the audience that had remained or returned watched closely as the wrestlers slowly moved around the edge of the ring. The three heads of Triple Threat watched their four-headed opponent(s) closely, wondering what they were up to--this opponent was not the one they were meant to face, but they could not back out now without forfeiting the match and the belt that they wanted more than anything else.
The three brothers lunged at the four-headed body. The two pairs of hands met each other and pushed hard on the other pair. The pushing gradually made its way to shoulders and hands, and then the four heads put themselves on Triple Threat--the three heads were now in-between four. The heads could not see anything behind them now, for to turn even one head would draw strength from the chests that were now pushing against each other.
The three heads were so focused on their pushing, they did not notice what was going on behind their shared back. As the four heads--Leo, Donnie, Raph, and Mikey--continued to push their body against Triple Threat, they were facing their friends sneaking onto the ring. The music and cheering drowned out any footsteps, but the nine teens and two adults could put too much weight on their feet or move too quickly--the vibration might give them away. By now, the three heads had all of their eyes closed, focused solely on their strength and winning the match. Kevin, Dean, and Allan snuck around to Triple Threat's left-hand side, while Zack went with his older twin brothers around to the right-hand side. Brian and Nick got down and crawled between the two bodies to reach the giant legs, while Ethan (Luke's dad) and Scott (Mark, Max, and Zack's dad) knelt down on the other side of the legs. Even the crowd seemed to react, wondering what all these teenagers and two adults were doing. All Luke did was watch and silently guide his friends and his dad, waiting for the right moment to lunge at the back, dig under that plating, and get to the zipper of the magic suit. When everybody was in place and ready, their fourteen pairs of eyes looked to Luke, waiting for his signal.
"NOW!" Luke shouted.
The three heads opened their eyes, realizing that they knew that voice. It was the teen who had started this whole competition. Before they could react any further, the quadruplets focused all of their own strength into their two shared arms, holding Triple Threat in a tight bear hug. The trio prepared to reach their big arms up to pry themselves free, but their arms were pinned to their sides by Kevin, Dean, Allan, Mark, Max, and Zack. The trio now attempted to kick the teens away, but Brian, Nick, Ethan, and Scott pinned the massive feet in place just in time. The three heads were now unable to move any part of their shared body--now was the time.
Luke rushed towards the group and leapt onto the trio's back. He pulled at the plating until he could see the zipper on the middle head's neck. The three heads tried to bite at Luke to stop him, but the quadruplets used their own heads to hold the others, just as Kevin and Mark held them with their hands. Luke held onto the zipper with all his might, used his foot to pry the armor open, and dropped down to the ring as the quad shoved the trio away once more--pulling the zipper with him as he dropped into the gap between the two bodies. The three-headed wrestlers' shared skin came apart as the zipper opened. Looking inside, one could see the large body dividing into three normal ones. The heads grew apart as they each gained their own body again, their costume and the magic suit falling away. Luke and the others quickly grabbed the suit and pulled it away, right out from over the three brothers and their now-separated and normal-sized bodies.