Post by hawkeye on Apr 8, 2019 23:40:23 GMT
In most circumstances, knowing the FAWN Tag team titles would not be defended at a Pay-Per-View would be a reason for deep disappointment among the company’s loyal supporters, but the crowd was hyped even more than usual for March to War’s replacement.
The past months had seen Collusion escape with their titles by hook or by crook against strong contenders such as Leggs, Inc. and G-Thang. However, tonight’s opening act worked their way into the three-way dance for the Number One Contendership through their booming popularity with the masses, despite their lack of success in the bigs, and their attempt at a post-match good deed not going unpunished by the Incorporated Amazons.
Never one to stop from putting a couple cutie pie pigeons amongst the cats, Bethany Christian already had most of the FAWNatics drooling at the thought of the ultimate underdogs either finding their way to a miracle or getting destroyed by the hands of G-Money and the legs of Leggs.
However they’d found themselves here, and their credible run in the Queens of the Ring tourney and title-holding days at Desert Divas had shown them no slouches when it came to talent and possibilities, the Sweethearts have the opportunity of a lifetime.
Blonde and brunette bounced nervously backstage, waiting for the biggest moment of their FAWN careers when the Announcer brought the assembled to their feet.
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a thirty minute time limit, and is for the number one contender position and a shot at the FAWN Tag Team Championship at Spring Break! Introducing first, at a total combined weight of two-hundred and twenty-six pounds ... Charlie Dawson... Skylar Mitchell, you know them, you love them, you can’t live without them... AMMMEEERRRIIICCCAAA’S SWWWEEEETTTHHHEEEAAARRRTTTSSS!”
The FAWNatics explode with excitement as as Taylor Swift’s ‘Style’ begins to play over the arena speakers.
STYLE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-CmadmM5cOk
A moment later, a stunning, dimpled young blonde burst through the curtains, the crowd remarkably managing to raise the decibels further still!
CHARLIE DAWSON:
The youngster brought her hands up to her ears, covering them as if the roar might be painful--but the smile that remained planted on Charlie’s lips illustrated just how much she’s enjoying the moment. Blushing, the blonde dropped to one knee to show the capacity crowd her partner standing behind.
The frenetic Lil’est Mitchell waved her hands upward, beckoning the FAWNatics to keep the love coming. Charlie raised her hands high and the babyfaced brunette laced her fingers with her fellow Sweetheart.
SKYE MITCHELL:
Skye pulled her partner up and they pivoted into an adorable hug, their foreheads pressing together, words exchanged under the roar of the crowd, the beloved duo no doubt acknowledging the importance of tonight’s opportunity.
The fan favorites broke from their huddle and headed for the ring, Charlie and Skylar making it a point to slap EVERY single hand offered their way, ESPECIALLY the younger ones.
Reaching the squared circle, the Darling of the Desert and the Lil’est Mitchell slid under the bottom rope, sprang to their feet and unzipped their hot pink hoodies, Charlie slipped hers off to reveal a light blue fightin’ two piece that, in spite of its somewhat modest and innocent cut still managed to raise the blood pressure of quite a few spectators. For her part, Skye sported a royal purple lycra bikini top and short shorts, with white pads and boots, the old school fans no doubt noting the distinct similarity in Skylar’s togs with the gear worn by her older sister Cynthia at the beginning of her career.
Charlotte and Skye shared a high-five center stage as their music faded. They move to their corner, taking a moment to adjust their togs before stretching, preparing for the opportunity to set the tag division on its ear and a wave of worry through Collusion. Polly and Kira gave each would-be challenger a look of disdain from their position at the broadcast table, the champs ringside to comment on the battle that would decide their next set of foes.
With tonight’s underdogs in the house, the first of two teams who’d pushed Collusion to their very limit were ready to take their place on the big stage.
The gaudy Babyfaced Killer strode defiantly to center stage, the speakers crackling to life with the catchy and oddly threatening ‘Bubble Gum Bitch’ from Marina and the Diamonds’.
BUBBLE GUM B*TCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1eQLw0Nwto
GABBY MENDOZA:
The crowd’s adrenaline was already pumping when Texas’ answer to the Oil Crisis and the newly ‘crowned’ Baroness widened her slender but sinewy stems and raised her arms high and wide in a ‘V’. Gabby swung her ebony locks from one shoulder to the other and languidly turned her head in the direction from which she’d emerged.
It’s then Charlie XCX breaks over Mendoza’s music, signaling the approach of the Gorgeous One.
TROPHY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=z6RalzPNNpc
Joining El Gato del Petroleo, the blonde, second gen superstar went shoulder to shoulder with her more heralded cohort.
GINNIFER CHADWICK:
Dirty blonde Ginnifer was clad in a white, strapless one piece, the initials “G” and “C” emblazoned at the bust, letterman-style, in neon pink script, the uppermost curve of both letters extending just above the cups. Her pads and boots white as well. The blonde’s gray-green eyes are hidden behind a pair of Lolita shades.
The two hook pinkies and started their walk to the ring, Chadwick aloof, hardly seeming to notice the crowd. Gabby enjoyed playing with the mob, puckering her lips and blowing trademark bubbles before popping them with her tongue. Between chomps of her pink wad, she sneered at detractors and supporters alike.
Gabby’s iconic wardrobe was on full display; black lace panties beneath a plaid mini-skirt and a matching black bustier that gave the Latina’s pert bounty a flattering boost. Her tawny legs were encased in thigh high black nylons, adjacent to black pads and boots.
Reaching the ring, they circled in opposite directions, Gin Blossom ignoring those nearby, Gabby jawing with the jackals between chews and pops. Meeting at the far corner, beneath the Sweethearts’ chosen location, G-Money hopped to the apron.
The fans’ beloved Sweeties choose to evacuate and claim another corner rather than start the fight early. The Gs can’t contain wide grins, their gambit having forced America’s Sweethearts to back down before the bell even rings. Gabby and Ginnifer climb through the ropes on either side of the post.
Moving to the middle, Mendoza dropped to a knee, Ginnifer standing behind her, softly kneading her partner’s shoulders as the Announcer made their arrival official.
“And introducing their opponents, hailing from Irving, Texas and Savannah Georgia respectively, weighing in tonight at a combined total of two-hundred and forty-four pounds… Gabby Mendoza! Ginnifer Chadwick! You know! They’re all about that G-Thang!”
The FAWNatics buried the twosome in a cascade of boos, Mendoza and Chadwick comfortable in the animosity.
Ginnifer scooped her arms under those of the lovely Latina and hauled Gabby to her feet, giving her partner and soon-to-be fellow champion a hug from behind. Melded together in the embrace, they backed to their chosen buckles and awaited the final set of contenders, Gin Blossom removing her shades and tossing them into the crowd, causing a near riot as people scrambled for the sunglasses.
With G-Thang sneering at the Sweethearts, the crowd eagerly awaits the final team to complete the party, as intriguing and intimidating a pairing as might be found short of The Three.
As the music of the towering twosome hit, the restless rumble of the assembled grew louder, particularly when the lights dimmed and the FAWNtron blinked from the omnipresent FAWN logo to a neon pink outline of a long, lean set of legs walking across the screen from the left. From the opposite side of the Tron, another set did the same and, as they met, the lines of the limbs swirl into a cursive font that emerged and settled into ‘Leggs, Inc.’.
Pink pyro shot in diagonal blasts from either side of the stage, the crowd roaring in full-throated support. The last blast of fireworks flew toward the rafters as Rod Stewart’s ‘Hot Legs’ blared from the arena speakers. The long-limbed lovelies, one with tawny skin and long dark locks, the other with skin of lightly tanned ivory and a golden mane, moved to center stage, showing off their undeniable weaponry.
MARIEL MCGINTY:
VALERIE STIPANOVIC:
HOT LEGS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=AHcjjxYbgNM
Oh those legs. The FAWNtron and the team’s anthem hadn’t been used in vain. The two tall drinks of water had lower limbs to die for and neither set will cease. Reaching their spot on the stage, the partners turned to the other and glided their hands over the length of the other’s stupendous stems. By the time each was done, their pert cheeks were pointed high. Up the hands trail, making the long return trip, each expedition ending with a cheeky pinch, drawing a wide grin from the other beautiful grappler. A massive roar of approval emerged from the eyeballing attendees.
With all attention captured, the duo set foot down the ramp, their long strides gobbling up space in a hurry. Blonde and brunette moved to the barriers on either side of the aisle, sending a hand through the raised counterparts of the delighted FAWNatics, the mob chanting “LEGS…LEGS…LEGS”.
A wide grin blossomed on each beaming face and, as they reached the ring, the slender Amazons again taking a moment to run their hands down from thighs to ankles of their partner’s moneymakers.
The blonde was clad in a cutoff gray Calvin Klein hoodie (hood down) that was unzipped and wide to show the towering beauty’s pink sports bra, multicolored speckles dot throughout the top and her pink boy-cut trunks that rode exceedingly high to accentuate even further the incredible gams on the rookie. Pink boots and black pads finished the slight attire.
Next to her, the brunette was in a similar hoodie. The rest of her gear was parallel in style though the more tanned of the pair sported striking white, including white boots and pads to her sports bra and ‘barely there’ shorts.
With each set of legs well-inspected, the glowing duo made their way up the steps and move halfway down the ropes, remaining outside as the Announcer breaks into the captivating display.
“And their opponents…weighing a combined two-hundred and fifty-five pounds…from Slippery Rock, Pennsylvania and Los Angeles, California respectively…MARIEL…”LEGS”…MCGINTY and VALERIE “STEMS” STIPANOVIC…ladies and most assuredly gentlemen…LEGGS INCORPORATED.”
The crowd rewarded the hypnotizing duo with an ovation that only lost its pop when the throng lost its concentration as each woman moved partially through the ropes and tarried, blonde and brunette looking each other up and down, showing off glorious side views of their long, lean gams before swinging the opposite number through and treating the FAWNatics to some much appreciated cheesecake.
Each slunk out of her hoodie, showing off the rest that God gave her, and tossed her jacket to a FAWN flunky. In tandem, Leggs, Inc. moved to their corner, surveying each of the other two teams, though only affording the Sweethearts a cursory glance, their concentration rooted on G-Money.
The bell sounded and each duo sent a representative toward the center of the ring in the hopes of foiling any potential alliances between their adversaries. Ginnifer repped G-Thang, Valerie strode forth for Leggs and Charlie was a Sweetheart, ride or die.
Infinitely aware of the long shadow cast by the near six-foot brunette, Chadwick cleared her throat, caught Stipanovic’s eye and tilted her head in the direction of Dawson. “What do you say, Val? We put the little one down first, then the grown-ups can do this the right way.”
Valerie rolled her eyes. “Kiss my ass, Chadwick.” she snapped. “I don’t need help from the likes of UUUNNNNGGGHH!”
Charlie closed in a flat out sprint and took leave of the canvas to THWHAP a quick Dropkick into Stipanovic’s chest! Val stumbled, caught her balance, then cried out again when the Gorgeous One spanked a quick kick off the long, lean expanse of her left thigh. Ginnifer smirked, reset her stance and fired a quick Toe Kick at the brunette’s be--
Valerie caught her ankle, stretched the leg out full length and CRAAACKED Chadwick upside the head with a cringe-inducing Bytch Slap! “Watch yourself, ankle biter!” Stipanovic barked at her hopping opposition. “Or I’ll stick my boot straight up your EERRRRRHHHHH!”
Charlie caught Val with a second Dropkick, this one of the Basement variety and aimed directly at the back of her towering rival’s left knee! The Gamazon crumpled to one knee, meaning her noggin dropped low enough for Ginnifer to leap off her plant foot and THWHACK an Enzugiri across the side of her head! Stipanovic’s head snapped to the side before she dropped to all fours, the perfect excuse for Ginnifer to seize a Front Facelock. This was followed by several clubbing forearms to the brunette’s shoulders.
Swallowing her distaste for what came next, Chadwick slung Valerie’s near arm across her shoulders, then turned her attention to Charlie Dawson. “Gonna make yourself useful, half-pint? Or you going to sit there and play cheap-shot artist all night?”
The diminutive blonde wasn’t about to let a skeeze like Ginnifer Chadwick claim the moral high ground, but she chose to put those misgivings aside for the moment. Circling around in front the stunned brunette, she doubled down on Chadwick’s Front Facelock, then draped Stipanovic’s other arm over her shoulders. A double handful of briefs was followed by a single nod, the pair of mismatched battlers displaying remarkable coordination when they popped their hips to take Valerie up, over and DOWN with a tandem Vertical Suplex!
TANDEM VERTICAL SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jpxE2XYsOHc
Stipanovic sat up almost at once, so Ginnifer helped herself to a massive handful of hair, more than enough to hold the big brunette steady while she reared back and THWHACKED a Soccer Kick between her shoulders. “Hit her, dammit!” Chadwick barked at Dawson. “We’ve got to keep this idiot down!”
Charlie frowned, the ingénue clearly having difficulty taking Ginnifer at her word. After a moment she nodded and said, “Hold her steady.” Ginnifer did just that, though she made sure to ease herself over to one side when the Sweetheart whipped around and made haste for the ropes in front of Stipanovic. Charlie returned a moment thereafter with a Soccer Kick of her own, Dawson just THWHACKING Val flush on the chest. Knocked flat by the blow, Stipanovic’s situation only got worse when Charlie circled back and put every bit of her hundred and twelve pounds behind the Double Stomp she administered to Valerie’s svelte gut.
PENALTY KICK & DOUBLE STOMP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=D7pITsn7waE
Charlie dropped to her tush on impact, but scrambled to all fours quickly enough and went for the first cover of the match. Al was there in a flash, the lanky ref skidding to a knee to count…
ONE…
Valerie bucked the blonde off just after ‘ONE!’, her escape so quick that Ginnifer hadn’t had time to consider interrupting it herself. “You didn’t really think that was going to do it, did you?” she asked Dawson.
“Doesn’t hurt to try, does it?” Charlie snapped back.
“Not as long as you don’t mind looking stupid.” Ginnifer shooed the younger blonde away so she could deliver a pair of carefully measured Knee Drops to the taller woman’s midsection. Val ‘oooofffhed’ sat up and tried to shove Chadwick away but the Gorgeous One put a stop to that with a quick rake of the eyes.
“Jeeze Ginnifer, can’t you fight fair just once?”
“Spare me the sanctimonious crap, this is an uphill battle for both of us and you know it.” Ginnifer bent one knee deep and laced both hands atop the lowered joint. “C’mon, climb up.”
Charlie spared a heartbeat to glance at Skye, who watched with an understandably nervous expression. ‘I got this.’ she mouthed to her friend. Setting herself between Stipanovic and Chadwick before the latter had time to complain, Charlie grabbed Ginnifer’s shoulders in both hands and planted her right foot in the other blonde’s laced fingers. Another exchange of nods, then Chadwick pushed up and out, providing more than enough momentum for Dawson to peel off a gorgeous assisted Moonsault that brought her THWHUMPING down on Valerie’s increasingly abused midriff.
ASSISTED MOONSAULT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VfNv63E0FtQ
Hooking the far leg without even thinking about it, Charlie nodded along with Al as he counted…
ONE…
TWO…
The Sweetheart let loose and rolled out of the just in time to avoid the Double Axehandle Chadwick meant to deliver between her shoulders. Of course Stipanovic wasn’t nearly so lucky, she took the shot square on the sternum and jolted onto her side, the big brunette curling in a loose ball to avoid more punishment. “You sneaking little brat!” Dawson scowled as Ginnifer got to her feet. “I knew I couldn’t trust you!”
Gin Blossom only smirked. “Then maybe you aren’t quite as dumb as you lo--”
Charlie rushed her with a headlong leap over Valerie, the very brazenness of it catching Chadwick off guard long enough for Dawson to snag a double handful of hair and THWHONK her mug into the canvas with a quick Running Facebuster!
RUNNING FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-nkRWvntFI
Ginnifer bounced to one knee and started to rise immediately thereafter, though the wobble in her legs said it might not take. Dawson on the other hand looked as surefooted as anyone, especially considering she skipped her way over Stipanovic both going and coming. Bearing down on Chadwick while the other blonde was still doubled over, the blue-clad battler somersaulted over her gorgeous opposition, caught Ginnifer’s chin in both hands at the apex and laid out on her back to THWUNK Chadwick’s noggin against the deck! Feet beating a startled tattoo in the aftermath of the Basement Blockbuster, Ginnifer couldn’t offer any proper defense when Charlie caught the far leg and rolled her into a Back Press good for the…
BASEMENT BLOCKBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dSWQoosbMRY
ONE…
TWO…
Chadwick kicked out just after ‘TWO’, meaning Gabby slunk back to the G-Thang corner without drawing Al’s attention. Fired up by the early string of offense, Charlie pounded a fist on the mat, then popped up and shouted, “COME ONNNNNGGGGHHHH!”
Recently returned to full verticality, Val Stipanovic spoiled the Sweetheart’s party with one helluva Spin Kick, the Gamazon damned near taking Dawson’s head from her shoulders with nothing more than her right thigh.
SPIN KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9a7K1HduJCg
“So you like kicking people when they’re down, huh runt?” Valerie asked of the starfished tyro. “Well that’s one thing we have in common. Unfortunately for you, I kick a whole lot harder.”
Dawson was in no condition to protest so Skye and the FAWNatics did it for her, alas their combined effort wasn’t enough to stop Stipanovic from taking control of the smaller woman’s left ankle. Hoisting that leg into the air, Val forced Charlie to clamber to one knee, which only made her a better target when the brunette THWACKED Dawson’s head to one side with a savagely creative application of the Big Boot.
GROUNDED LEG-PULL BIG BOOT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SdJ7fDgvKtw
Leaving the Sweetheart splayed on the canvas, ‘Stems’ took a quick glance to confirm Chadwick wasn’t about to interfere. With Gin Blossom still recovering from Dawson’s Blockbuster, Valerie recognized her opportunity and launched off the canvas, extending her endless tawny gams, one over the chest of the underdog, the other over Charlie’s throat. The Leg Drop caught Dawson flush across both, the bite-sized blonde shuddering, legs reflexively kicking in the air before Charlotte returned to the canvas, lifeless under the draping lower limbs of the Incorporated brunette.
Carpenter dropped next to the wheezing Dawson and slapped the canvas for…
ONE…
TWO…
Charlie shoved a shoulder off the canvas, pushing out from under Stipanovic’s lethal legs.
Swinging her limbs off Dawson, Val sank her nails into Charlie’s platinum locks, tugging the Sweetheart up with her as she rose. Ginnifer, having butt-scooted her way to the only empty corner, watched with interest as the lanky brunette ‘escorted’ Charlie to Leggs, Inc’s home base, THUMPING Dawson’s forehead into the top buckle before handing the reins to Mariel for the first time.
Not surprisingly, the dark-haired Angeleno was slow to leave. She shoved the wobbly Sweetheart to McGinty who gutted her foe with a Toe Kick that looked as if it might shoot through Dawson’s midriff. With Charlie doubled, ‘Legs’ pulled the blonde into a tight Front Facelock. Mariel easily launched the underdog in front of her, Valerie catching the knees of Dawson over a shoulder.
With Charlie extended between them, Leggs, Inc. sent her to a spinning disaster of a fall.
MAGIC KILLER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RM9jkdI8KcY
As Val finally headed for the exit, Ginnifer stopped her surreptitious move toward Gabby to make sure there’s no three when McGinty covers the splayed Charlie for the…
ONE…
TWO…
Chadwick was about to leap to interrupt when the stubborn Sweetheart spasmed her way free of the pinning predicament. Turning back to her corner, Gin Blossom dove and slapped palms with the Babyfaced Killer. Gabby enters, racing to the two blondes, tall and small.
Coming from Mariel’s blindside, Mendoza placed her palms on either of McGinty’s shoulders and used the towering blonde to leap, legs extended. Though nowhere near the length of Mariel’s, Gabby’s gams clamped very nicely around the temples of the Mariel from behind. The Terrible Texan threw her body into a back-flip and RIPPED McGinty off her feet.
The sight of the Babyfaced Killer SPIKING Mariel’s skull into the canvas with a Poisoned ’Rana off Jump Street was enough to raise a gasp from the crowd.
POISONED ‘RANA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fy28SzNv_RA
The long, lean blonde machine back somersaulted to a spreadeagle, Gabby turning to view the wreckage with satisfaction. Sensing the opportunity to claim the number one contender position, Mendoza scrambled to the gobsmacked McGinty, Gabby diving atop her foe in a Crossbody pin.
Mendoza nodded along with Al’s palms hitting the canvas for the…
ONE…
TWO…
The lovely Latina felt no movement from Mariel beneath her and was confused by no third connection with the canvas from Carpenter. She turned, both angry and confused toward the ref who held up two fingers with one hand, while pointing to Mariel’s grasp of the nearby bottom cable with the other.
Gabby ran a hand through her shoulder-length ebony locks in frustration. But instead of working on the flaxen-haired Amazon, Mendoza hopped to her feet, immediately considering what she could do to Charlie.
Alas, and thankfully for the legions of adoring fans of America’s Sweethearts, Dawson’s taken the time out of the crossfire to stagger to her corner and tag in the cute caboose of her generation of the Mitchell clan, Skylar.
Enormous blue eyes focusing on the gum-chomper, Skye strode directly for a confrontation with the leader of the team that sent the Sweethearts packing from the Queens of the Ring tourney.
Mendoza shot a boot toward the Lil’est Mitchell’s breadbasket, but Skylar intercepted and had Gabby hopping on her one planted sole. Mendoza ‘washes windows’ with her palms. Pleading with Skye to have possession of her captured leg returned. Skylar granted the wish, just not how the Latina had in mind.
The adorable brunette swung Gabby’s leg like a pendulum toward the Babyfaced Killer and the momentum swept Mendoza off her planted foot, the Texan faceplanting into the deck at warp speed.
The crowd erupted with satisfaction with the unstained, partial clone of Cynthia taking down the bubble-blowing bytch. But there’s little time for Mitchell and her many fans to celebrate as McGinty, who’s used the ropes to pull her way up, sprinted toward Mitchell, Big Boot lifting like a sledgehammer toward Skye’s innocent features.
But the limber youngster used that quality and her lack of height to duck under the effort. She tripped a suddenly off-balance Mariel, rolling the long-legged McGinty into a rather large Small Package. Skylar leaned her entire mass onto the upturned ass of the cradled Amazon for the…
ONE…
TWO…
McGinty popped free, sending Skye flying in a 180-degree spin and launch. Hit with a significant dose of bad timing, Mitchell landed in the clutches of the risen Mendoza. Instantly, Gabby launched the second-generation superstar with a Snap Belly-to-Belly Suplex that vaulted Skye into the not-so-friendly skies.
SNAP BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QUZT-zt1CtY
The Lil’est Mitchell landed with a BANG against the canvas and had so much thrust behind her diminutive frame, she skidded right out to the floor under the bottom rope.
Mendoza’s face soured in disappointment, the lamb to her lobo out of reach. And her features turned to a look of alarm when, from behind, Mariel dipped and slipped her arms under and around those of the Latina, her fingers lacing behind the neck of Gabby in a Full Nelson. Elevating to her full height, McGinty had Mendoza on her tiptoes and then some.
The towering blonde ragdolled Gabs from side to side, Mendoza’s boots unable to touch the canvas save for brief skids of toetips.
As Mendoza’s braincase was rattled inside the ring, a puzzled Mitchell scraped herself off the floor and staggers to the Announcer’s Table where Collusion was making itself useful as part of the broadcast. Polly removed her headset and stalked toward the rubber-legged cutie and PLOWED a Forearm Shiver into Skylar’s jaw that spun the beloved brunette in a 180 and dropped Mitchell to one knee, baby blues glassy.
As the Star-Spangled Bytch chuckled, she and her Russian counterpart the only ones finding the cheap shot amusing, Lockwood plucked her title off the desk and raised it high, drawing a raft of boos in her direction. She lowered to pie-face the back of Mitchell’s head, sending the Carolina Cutie flat to her chest.
Mitchell’s fellow Sweetheart arrived on the scene and Polly backtracks, holding a palm high in innocence as she retreated to her announcing crew location while Charlie helped her fellow underdog to her feet.
Inside the ring, Mariel had Mendoza bent at the waist. At her foe’s side, the leggy blonde lifted her right knee and placed it next to Gabby’s left temple. The Incorporated blonde laid out, delivering her Golden Rule to the Latina.
GOLDEN RULE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJmrOSHMhwI
After the brutal impact, the groaning Mendoza, back arching, slowly melted to the canvas from the force of the blow. McGinty cradled up the Texan, ready to take the match and her and Valerie’s rightful place in a bout to claim the tag titles from Collusion.
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
There was every reason to believe Gabby Mendoza might’ve escaped the cover without outside assistance, after all, her recent oily ascendance proved she was nothing if not tenacious. Yet in the end Ginnifer Chadwick deemed it an unnecessary risk, thus the Double Axehandle she THUMPED between Mariel’s shoulders with half a second to spare.
Back to vertical in the blink of an eye, the blonde stunner honed in on Chadwick and flicked an imperious finger toward G-Thang’s corner. “Beat it, pipsqueak!”
Ginnifer squared her shoulders, though she didn’t actually step into McGinty’s personal space. “Why don’t you make me, you fugly scarecrow?”
Mariel took a threatening step forward. “I don’t make trash, I BURN it.”
Carpenter intervened before Chadwick could reply, the ref ushering Gin Blossom back to-- the second generation superstar’s eyes went wide as she noted Gabby’s heels beating against the canvas. “Pay some goddamned attention!” she yelled at Al. “Scrawny bytch is stepping on Gabby’s neck!”
Al wheeled around to confirm the allegation but of course McGinty had moved her encroaching foot to peel Mendoza off the mat. “Something I can help you with, sir?” He answered with a stern look, then focused on ushering an apoplectic Ginnfer back to her side of the squared circle.
Sparing a look over one shoulder, McGinty raised an eyebrow at Stipanovic, who mouthed ‘Bring her over here.’ Mariel saw no reason to argue with the request, so she laid claim to the woozy brunette’s wrist and sent her hurtling into Leggs’ corner. Pleased by the meaty ‘BWUUUNG’ of her prey’s impact, Mariel made as if to charge after Gabby only to saunter toward Chadwick instead. “Still think you’re the baddest you nasty little brat?” she taunted. “You and all the other sawed off runts need to realize it‘s our time!”
Not about to take that sort of crap from some taffy pull version of Bianca Simpson, the Gorgeous One climbed up on the middle rope and barked, “What was that, bytch face? Why don’t you try speaking up if-- HEY! DAMMIT CARPENTER, THEY’RE DOING IT AGAIN!”
Al looked to Mariel, then to Valerie and damned if the Gamazon hadn’t angled one long, lean leg up ‘n over Gabby’s throat, Stipanovic pulling back on her own ankle to throttle Mendoza in a way the tag rope could never manage. “LET ‘ER GO, VAL!” He stormed in that direction at once, the poor dope unaware that McGinty used the opportunity to PWAK a huge Haymaker upside Chadwick’s mug. Ginnifer dropped off the ropes, hit the apron and tumbled to the floor right about the time Skye Mitchell finally clambered her way onto the ap-- the brunette Sweetheart dropped right back the way she’d came a heartbeat before Mariel raced at her point of entry.
Noting the half-pint’s smart move, the leggy blonde bendyback adjusted course on the fly, looping toward the Leggs corner so she could THWHACK a murderous Yakuza Kick off the side of Mendoza’s face!
Skye cringed along with the rest of the FAWNatics, but she still had hold of the bottom rope so she’d be ready to make her move when-- Drawn by the siren call of a back with no knife in it, Polly Lockwood abandoned the commentary table for another cheap shot assault on Skye, and this time she brought Kira with her! Collusion had their run of things for no more than five seconds, then Charlie Dawson raced around the far corner and lit into the pusillanimous pundits with the sort of righteous fury that only a babyface ingénue could muster.
Within the confines of the squared circle, Leggs was aware of the skirmish only enough to dismiss it from their continued destruction of Gabby Mendoza, who’d *somehow* maintained verticality following that first kick. Unfazed by the show of diminutive determination, McGinty tagged Stipanovic, then reversed course and sprinted to the currently empty G-Thang corner. The trip proved nothing more than a there n’ back, Mariel giving those long, dangerous legs plenty of space to build up a ridiculous head of-- THWACK! Mariel punted the Babyfaced Killer with a second Yakuza Kick and there was no way Menoza was gonna keep her feet this time, only now Val had a handful of hair, the towering brunette forcing her burden to stay upright as she climbed through the ropes.
YAKUZA KICKS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yp6TxhxFNVY
Scraping Gabby from the buckles like she was no more than a chewed bit of gum, Valerie hooked her left arm across the Texan’s chest and walked her to a stretch of canvas where she had a pretty darned good view of the ringside fracas. Al had a pretty good view himself and was none too pleased with the champ’s meddling, but the rules of a Triple Threat made disqualification a non-threat and thus he was reduced to a lot of yelling that really didn’t amount to much over the barrage of fists and feet.
“You’ll never get their attention like that.” Stipanovic teased the flummoxed zebra. “You’ve gotta throw something at ‘em. Like this!”
The Gamazon muscled Mendoza high into the sky, Gabby’s legs swinging back under her attacker’s cradling arm like the world’s tawdries pendulum. Then Val went down on one knee to damned near snap her opponent in half with a huge Backbreaker!
URANAGE BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTYijST3Ozc
Love her or hate her, Mendoza had earned the right to tumble to the mat in peace after such a hellacious maneuver, so of course Stipanovic caught hold of the brunette’s skirt and used it to haul her back to boot leather. Only a foot or so removed from the ropes now, Val hoisted Gabby up again, only now she put her free hand against the Lightweight’s tush. “YO, LOSERS!” she shouted. “INCOMING!”
Four sets of eyes looked up then, but only Charlie Dawson reacted in time to shove Skye clear of the tumbling Texan. Mendoza’s involuntary Trust Fall depositing her at the top of a startled, groaning heap that included the whole of Collusion and one half of America’s Sweethearts.
*Just* cogent enough to realize what her partner had done for her, Skye Mitchell took a single deep breath and let it out slow before she quite dared hop onto the apron.
“C’mon short stuff.” Valerie took a step back and raised a hand, beckoning Skye to join her. “It’s a close one, but I think you meet the height requirement.”
Frowning at the disrespect, Mitchell took the top rope in both hands, vaulted onto the rubber-coated steel and dropped right back off when Stipanovic lunged forward!
“Don’t be scared, little girl!” Val teased. “How are you ever going to win if you won’t get in the ring?”
“Who’s scared?” Skye smiled. “I’m just the distraction.”
“The words were barely out of her mouth when Ginnifer came in low and mean, the Gorgeous One’s right shoulder just SLAMMING into the pit of Stipanovic’s left knee! Val shrieked and whipped around in a full circle without going down, at least not until Skye flew off the rubber-coated steel and THWHUMPED her in the chest with a flawless Springboard Missile Dropkick!
SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=iV2l0puLqOQ
Al had his hands full trying to remove an irate Gin Blossom from the ring, which explains why he didn’t / couldn’t stop Mariel McGinty from sneaking in to get some retribution for her partner. Gutting Skye with a Kneelift the instant she got up, the towering blonde grabbed a wrist and sent her prey racing for the-- Skye hopped up, kicked her legs forward and glided through the gap between middle and bottom rope only to land with her tush on the bottom strand! The springiness bounced her back the way she’d came with both arms craned over one shoulder, Mitchell catching the incredulous Mariel in a Three Quarters Facelock before she landed on her butt again, only this time McGinty’s jaw came down full force against the point of her shoulder! Mariel popped up but looked more reed than redwood as she tried to maintain her balance in the wake of that blink and you’ll miss it Stunner.
ESCAPE HATCH STUNNER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=gcYgJGq3cd4
The towering blonde wobbled as Skye scrambled to her feet. Unfortunately for the slight and aptly monikered Lil’est Mitchell, Valerie was also vertical if a little loopy from Skylar’s Dropkick. With Leggs, Inc. lined up like blonde and brunette bowling pins, Skye leapt at both in a Crossbody dive, Mitchell reaching heights her sisters would be hard pressed to match.
Instead of landing across the chests of the leggy duo, the Sweetheart reached the heads of her foes. Skylar’s abbreviated ivory legs snapped shut around Stipanovic’s noggin while she wrapped a Side Headlock around Mariel’s. Throwing her limited mass in reverse, Mitchell acrobatically barrel rolled to the canvas in a modified flying Headscissors, sending each member of the Incorporated twosome flipping to stereo spinal landings.
Both skidded to a stop, reaching for the base of their backbones while Skye kipped to her feet, accepting the noisy accolades of the FAWNatics.
As the Lil’est Mitchell used her boots to ‘convince’ Mariel to exit under the lowest strand of rubber-coated steel, Chadwick, having dropped to the floor, pulled Gabby out of the mass of waylaid humanity. She rolled her dilapidated partner in under the bottom rope near the G-Thang corner as McGinty left on the other side. The ‘Gorgeous’ blonde tagged Mendoza unceremoniously with a boot tip and enters.
A worried crowd murmurs at Ginnifer’s approach from Skye’s six but Chadwick called out to Skylar. The diminutive brunette turned not to a Toe Kick or Clothesline but an offer to work over the rising Stipanovic. Skylar nodded and both advanced on Valerie, each simultaneously shooting mirrored Toe Kicks into the expanse of the Gamazon’s midriff. The boots impaled Val, the Angeleno doubling at the waist, bug-eyed.
Reflexively, Ginnifer and Skylar were on the same page, each latching on with Front Facelocks. They laid out as one, SPIKING the crown of Valerie’s skull into the canvas with a Double DDT. Stipanovic somersaulted over to a lifeless spreadeagle, her body twitching then falling still.
Sky and Gin Blossom, both seated, glanced at each other for a split-second then scrambled to the gobsmacked Gamazon, diving atop her, Chadwick across her shoulders and Mitchell across her midriff, heading in opposite directions. Carpenter dropped to the canvas and counted out the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
Showing there’s still some life in Leggs, Valerie used those limbs to pop out from under both women, lifting Chadwick and Mitchell to their haunches. The women stared at each other for a long moment over Stipanovic’s frame then started heaving punches at each other over the still horizontal brunette. There were connections aplenty as the crowd cheered and booed alternately until a recovering Valerie sat up and grabbed Ginnifer and Skye by their manes and pulled their heads back.
Chadwick and Mitchell’s eyes went wide just before their meeting of the minds, Val SLAMMING coconuts together, each head snapping back from the impact, Ginnifer and Skye timbering to shoulders as the long lean Val shook her braincase to slip her senses back into gear.
A look around the ring by Valerie found her partner in place if looking less than one hundred percent. Charlie’s climbed back to her corner but remained on a knee. The Babyfaced Killer laid in the vicinity of her corner but wasn’t yet in condition to chew her Bubblicious let alone do battle.
Pushing to her feet, the tawny brunette grabbed Chadwick by her dirty blonde locks and yanked Ginnifer to her feet. Transferring her grip to a wrist and shoulder of the Gorgeous One, she bum rushed Gin Blossom to the ropes and HEAVED her over the top rope, Ginnifer sent into subsonic flight, crashing down across both members of the still rickety Collusion.
It’s a perfect strike by Stipanovic, Gin Blossom and the champs ending in a pile of limbs and torsos to the great pleasure of the arena’s inhabitants.
With G-Money well spent, Valerie turned her attention to the slowly rising Carolina Cutie. As the clueless Mitchell turned, she’s faced with the Gamazon. Val latched onto Skye’s head with both hands. Simultaneously, ‘Stems’ lifted a knee to Skylar’s cherubic features and dropped to the canvas, CRACKING the bony joint into Mitchell’s chin.
SINGLE KNEE FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQi5W5InObw
Skye was sent flying from the impact, bouncing high into the air then crashing to earth, struggling to maintain what’s left of her consciousness.
As the bite-sized brunette tried to focus, Valerie dropped to the canvas below her foe’s legs, snatching Skye’s left stem, she pulled it toward her while using her endless gams to shove Mitchell’s opposite number away, spreading Skye’s lower limbs like a Wishbone.
WISHBONE LEG SPREAD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CK9qkk7N8zE
Skye yelped back to awareness as she’s forced into an ever-growing set of splits. Al asked if the Sweetheart wants to pack it in, but she shook her head between mewls.
Finding Skylar unwilling to surrender in the current alignment, Val released and quickly gathered both of Mitchell’s arms at the wrists. She slid her boot soles to the inner portion of Mitchell’s calves and used her exponentially longer legs to stretch the beloved Sweetheart’s groin muscles to the snapping point.
“You want to walk right in the next six months?” Stipanovic threatened as she continues to extend, drawing howls and sobs, “I suggest you tap, little girl.”
The crowd begged to differ, chanting “PLEASE…DON’T…TAP!” but as the Angeleno continued forcing Skye’s legs into nearly a single file, Mitchell’s right hand quaked as it hovered above the canvas.
A pleading Dawson realized what’s in her partner’s eyes. She climbed to the top of the Sweetheart corner and vaulted into a Missile Dropkick that BLASTED the Gamazon in her bosom, knocking Val into a backward somersault and removing her partner from the torturous stretch.
The disengaged brunettes sensed an opportunity as Charlie scurried back to her legal spot, the weary, sweat-soaked Val rising and striding less than energetically to her corner to tag Mariel while Skye used the ropes to pull to her feet then limping feebly to Charlie.
The slaps of each hand echoed together and the blondes entered the fray, eight inches and significant mass separating them but the chance to become number-one contenders binding them in a race to enter and attack.
Dawson had her little legs under her a little quicker, reaching McGinty before Mariel made it more than a few steps from her corner. The platinum blonde vaulted into a Dropkick that smacked Mariel in the left shoulder and spun her in a 180, the leggy blonde maintaining her verticality.
Charlie kipped to her feet and raced at Mariel from behind. McGinty had time for a quarter turn and lifted the charging Dawson off the canvas, but Charlie had the speed to whip around Mariel’s body and, with a Tilt-A-Whirl Headscissors, sent the towering blonde crashing headlong back into her corner. Mariel split the buckles, ramming a shoulder into the steel ring post.
TILT-A-WHIRL HEADSCISSORS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=l4v9w98dS2s
Dawson, quickly back on her boot soles, rushed the corner and Dropkicked the derriere of the retreating McGinty to send the same joint barreling into the steel a second time. Charlotte speedily rose again and plucked Mariel out from the corner before Valerie could make herself legal. Dawson rolled the long-limbed resident of Slippery Rock into a not-so-Small Package.
Tied up by America’s Sweetheart, Mariel wriggled frantically within the knot, but Charlie held on for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
McGinty broke free with Carpenter’s hand on the way down for the third slap, Mariel ending on her side while Dawson hopped to her feet, apparently setting for a standing Moonsault to the downed ‘Legs’.
Whether that’s the plan couldn’t be known for certain. From behind, the long-dispatched Gabby Mendoza whistled to gain Dawson’s attention. Charlie spun, raising her right arm for a defensive Clothesline, knew one of the Gs were headed in her direction.
The lovely Latina grabbed the limb and used it to sweep her body around Charlie’s, swinging around her foe’s back and latching onto Dawson’s cranium with a Front Facelock in order to use her momentum to STICK the crown of the Sweetheart’s skull, not into the thinly-covered plywood, but indeed Mariel’s lightly tanned tummy.
FLOAT-OVER DDT @ 1:20
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jT61O24K2RQ
As McGinty groaned, baby blues bugging, the Incorporated blonde hugging her midriff from the blow, Charlie flopped into a dazed starfish next to her fellow blonde. The chomping Gabby dove atop Dawson in a Lateral Press, hooking a leg for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOO!
Charlie kept the match going with a late escape.
But Mendoza didn’t complain. Instead, she immediately dove on the gasping McGinty, flattening out the long, lean ‘Legs’ for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOO!
Mariel likewise refused to lose to the glistening Latina, Gabby ‘oiled’ up in a different sense in tonight’s foray, but now looking just as dominant as she had in the Pit.
“Thought you were going to dunk all over me, did’ja?” Mendoza barked, her gum popping a furious counterpoint as she circled Mariel unleashing boot after boot after boot. “Thought you’d sneak right by G-Thang? No chance, Bytch Face. You and the other giraffe can go help these idiots,” she rounded on Charlie soon as the Sweetheart sat up and THWHACKED a Soccer Kick offa her chest, “go grab stuff offa the highest shelves in catering. Me and Gin-Blossom? We got titles to win and commies to crush.”
Neither McGinty or Dawson much cared for this line of thought, alas, Gabby Mendoza didn’t give a crap about their feelings, unless that feeling was pain. Along those lines she peeled Charlie off the deck, slipped an arm between her thighs and ‘hupped’ her onto one shoulder. From there she swung around to Mariel, went up on tiptoe and THWHUMPED the taller blonde with her travel-sized compatriot in a makeshift Senton. McGinty ‘oooffffhed’ and tried to sit up, an effort that was thwarted by the well-timed Double Stomp Mendoza delivered to the pit of Charlie’s exposed stomach! Then she hopped up and dropped straight back, drawing her knees tight against her chest for a much more intentional Senton!
With her blondes stacked up like cordwood, the Babyfaced Killer turned over and sprawled over Dawson’s traumatized midriff in the hope that their combined weight would be enough to keep Mariel down for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
An impressed (albeit slightly grudging) round of applause from those assembled when McGinty bridged up high enough to send both lightweights tumbling away with half a second to spare! Scrambling to her feet far faster than her flaxen-haired adversaries, Mendoza took stock of the situation and was pleased to see that Dawson was on all fours directly in front of a slumped, seated Mariel. Even better, the ropes directly in front of her prey were on the Thang’s side of town, meaning there was no fear of reprisal when the Big Red Beeyotch ran in that direction. Picking up speed as she came off the strands, Gabby hopped onto Charlie’s back, leapt again and pulled her knees up high, meaning she might as well have been coming off the middle rope when she THWHUMPED her shins down on McGinty’s shoulders!
DIVING METEORA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kim5z8PQ7G0
Those long, dangerous legs shot straight into the air, so Mendoza hooked ‘em both around the knees and leaned down until her forehead was touching the canvas. Al was in place immediately thereafter, the ref leading a chorus of…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Valerie and Skye hit the Texan from each side with stereo Double Axehandles to save the match for their respective teams! This show of solidarity collapsed they made it to boot leather, the brunettes going at it hammer & tongs while poor Al tried his best to prize them apart.
As for Gabby, she didn’t appreciate the interference in the slightest, though she chose to tolerate it if only because she sensed an opportunity to put this scarecrow away once and for all. Hands filled with McGinty’s hair, Mendoza scraped her off the mat in stages and started toward the G-Thang corner with the lanky loser in tow. “Up top, Ginnifer!” she called to the Gorgeous One. “You know what to do!”
Chadwick did, so she sprang to the high rent district and settled into a deep crouch so her hand was in range when Gabby reached for the TAG!
A roar from the crowd drew Al’s attention as he finally got Stipanovic back on the apron, meaning he had an excellent view of the action when Mendoza cupped Mariel’s chin in both hands and twisted around so the leggy blonde was bent awkwardly backward, the nape of her neck resting snug against Gabby’s shoulder. Elsewhere, Ginnifer swung around on the top buckle and leapt out into the void, the second generation superstar more than living up to her ‘Gorgeous’ moniker with a Moonsault that landed square atop McGinty’s chest. Mendoza sat out at that exact moment, adding the force of a Reverse Neckbreaker to Moonsault that THAWHAMMED McGinty into the deck.
SOMETHANG BREWING:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fMEKSTfqK5M
Scrambling to position herself between Ginnifer and the other competitors the instant she regained her feet, Gabby dropped into a tense crouch and barked, “C’MON BYTCH FACES! C’MON, I’LL TAKE ON BOTH OF YA!”
Al Carpenter was the only person ringside immune to this challenge, he dove right by the Terrible Texan to count off…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOOOOOOO!
Mendoza spun around to observe this injustice, almost pulled her own hair out when she saw Mariel’s freakishly long leg draped over the bottom rope. “ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME!” Gabby yowled. “DAMMIT CARPENTER, CAN’T YOU DO ANYTHING--”
Too enraged to notice things were not as they should be, Mendoza’s tirade came to an abrupt end when Valerie Stipanovic charged in and THWHACKED a Big Boot across the back of her skull! Gabby went down like a puppet with cut strings, the brunette crashing headlong into her partner, who soon found herself swept up in Val’s clutches.
“HEY, LEGGO OF HER VAL! GET BACK TO YOUR CORNER!” Carpenter shouted as the Gamazon reeled Ginnifer into a Standing Headscissors.
“Don’t you want to see what happens next?” she asked sweetly.
Al most certainly did not, unfortunately he couldn’t stop Stipanovic from cinching her arms around Chadwick’s waist and flipping her onto the big brunette’s shoulders. The capacity crowd buzzed in anticipation of the Powerbomb, then bellowed with surprise when Skye Mitchell vaulted onto the top rope and flew straight at the Gorgeous One’s back. Totally unaware of the airborne Sweetheart, Stipanovic slung her prey forward and down just as Skye hooked her hands around Ginnifer’s chin and dropped straight back! The combination of Powerbomb and Springboard Lungblower left Chadwick at the bottom of a deep, dark, crater that Valerie might’ve appreciated if not for the sawed-off brunette trying to poach her offense.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she barked as Mitchell rolled clear of the Gorgeous wreckage. “Get out of my sight before I--”
Much as Gabby had forgotten an opponent’s partner, Val lost track of Charlie Dawson and she paid oh so dearly when the little blonde dynamo flew off the corner on her six and caught her in a Three Quarters Facelock. Stipanovic had half a heartbeat to register the presence of arms, then Charlie sat out and her shoulder THWHONKED into the brunette’s jaw with enough force to tumble the Angeleno into a glassy-eyed somersault.
CHARLIE CUTTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=B887bqSeHpk
Eyes wide as the roof threatened to come off the place, the Sweethearts split their focus for a moment with Charlie bum rushing Gabby over the top rope while Skye stuffed Mariel beneath the bottom strand like she was nothing more than a rolled up Carpet.
Between them, Ginnifer Chadwick put both hands on the mat and somehow managed to make it to her knees.
“She’s looking pretty rough, Charlie!” Skye called as she lined up behind the penitent blonde.
“I’ll say.” Dawson agreed from a little ways in front of Chadwick. “Looks like she could use our Best Wishes.”
That was all the signal Mitchell needed.
She tore across the canvas in a flat out sprint to THWONK the point of her knee into the base of Ginnifer’s noggin right as Charlie stutter-stepped forward to THWHACK a Low Super Kick to the point of her foe’s chin!
BEST WISHES:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGcfOlzJWJQ
Blasted into a darkness so deep only Miranda Wainright could appreciate it, Chadwick slopped out flat on her face and offered no resistance whatsoever when Dawson rolled her over and sat on her chest. Hooking both legs because why the hell not, Charlie nodded along with the FAWNatics while Skye raised her fingers in time with Al’s count of…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
On her feet the instant the bell CLANGED, Charlie wrapped Skye in a hug so strong it almost knocked ‘em both over. They did manage to stay upright, though their knees gave a noticeable shimmy when the Announcer confirmed, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winners via pin-fall and the NEW number one contenders for the FAWN Tag Team Championship… SKYE MITCHELL AND CHARLIE DAWSON, THEY ARE AMERICA’S SWEETHEARTS!”
To say the roar of the crowd was enormous would be an understatement, the FAWNatics in a state of simultaneous joy and surprise, the latter making the former feel all the better. Wanting to celebrate with their supporters, Charlie and Skye ascended the corners nearest the Announcers’ Table. They saluted their fans while reveling in the greatest victory of their careers.
On the floor farthest from the victors, Valerie pulled the dazed McGinty out by an ankle and leaned against the blonde to keep her upright. She watched the celebration with disbelief and dismay as Leggs, Inc. limped their way toward the back.
Gabby had to roll in to recover the wreckage that was her fellow G. Mendoza gave a long look at Dawson but when Charlie turned and caught her eye, the Latina knew she won’t be doing any post-match partying at the Sweethearts’ expense. She slipped Ginnifer out, collecting her partner and helping her to the back while the festivities rolled on.
Collusion removed their headphones and moved to apron’s edge beneath their new challengers, Polly having made vomit sounds as her sign off on the broadcast. While Kira seemed apathetic to the sight of the celebrating contenders, Lockwood was apoplectic because the spotlight wasn’t on her.
“I’m the champion!” she screamed at the crowd. “You’re acting like these two china dolls won something beyond the right to get their asses kicked!”
Polly turned her anger to the challengers high above.
“You’re going to regret the day you won this match. I’ll make sure of that. And I won’t stop until I deport you from this organization!”
Face flushed, and with the Sweethearts mostly ignoring her, the Star Spangled Bytch stomped away from the ring in a fury, Koslova following behind; America’s Sweethearts continuing to whoop it up while America’s angry envy headed for the exit.
The past months had seen Collusion escape with their titles by hook or by crook against strong contenders such as Leggs, Inc. and G-Thang. However, tonight’s opening act worked their way into the three-way dance for the Number One Contendership through their booming popularity with the masses, despite their lack of success in the bigs, and their attempt at a post-match good deed not going unpunished by the Incorporated Amazons.
Never one to stop from putting a couple cutie pie pigeons amongst the cats, Bethany Christian already had most of the FAWNatics drooling at the thought of the ultimate underdogs either finding their way to a miracle or getting destroyed by the hands of G-Money and the legs of Leggs.
However they’d found themselves here, and their credible run in the Queens of the Ring tourney and title-holding days at Desert Divas had shown them no slouches when it came to talent and possibilities, the Sweethearts have the opportunity of a lifetime.
Blonde and brunette bounced nervously backstage, waiting for the biggest moment of their FAWN careers when the Announcer brought the assembled to their feet.
“The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a thirty minute time limit, and is for the number one contender position and a shot at the FAWN Tag Team Championship at Spring Break! Introducing first, at a total combined weight of two-hundred and twenty-six pounds ... Charlie Dawson... Skylar Mitchell, you know them, you love them, you can’t live without them... AMMMEEERRRIIICCCAAA’S SWWWEEEETTTHHHEEEAAARRRTTTSSS!”
The FAWNatics explode with excitement as as Taylor Swift’s ‘Style’ begins to play over the arena speakers.
STYLE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-CmadmM5cOk
A moment later, a stunning, dimpled young blonde burst through the curtains, the crowd remarkably managing to raise the decibels further still!
CHARLIE DAWSON:
The youngster brought her hands up to her ears, covering them as if the roar might be painful--but the smile that remained planted on Charlie’s lips illustrated just how much she’s enjoying the moment. Blushing, the blonde dropped to one knee to show the capacity crowd her partner standing behind.
The frenetic Lil’est Mitchell waved her hands upward, beckoning the FAWNatics to keep the love coming. Charlie raised her hands high and the babyfaced brunette laced her fingers with her fellow Sweetheart.
SKYE MITCHELL:
Skye pulled her partner up and they pivoted into an adorable hug, their foreheads pressing together, words exchanged under the roar of the crowd, the beloved duo no doubt acknowledging the importance of tonight’s opportunity.
The fan favorites broke from their huddle and headed for the ring, Charlie and Skylar making it a point to slap EVERY single hand offered their way, ESPECIALLY the younger ones.
Reaching the squared circle, the Darling of the Desert and the Lil’est Mitchell slid under the bottom rope, sprang to their feet and unzipped their hot pink hoodies, Charlie slipped hers off to reveal a light blue fightin’ two piece that, in spite of its somewhat modest and innocent cut still managed to raise the blood pressure of quite a few spectators. For her part, Skye sported a royal purple lycra bikini top and short shorts, with white pads and boots, the old school fans no doubt noting the distinct similarity in Skylar’s togs with the gear worn by her older sister Cynthia at the beginning of her career.
Charlotte and Skye shared a high-five center stage as their music faded. They move to their corner, taking a moment to adjust their togs before stretching, preparing for the opportunity to set the tag division on its ear and a wave of worry through Collusion. Polly and Kira gave each would-be challenger a look of disdain from their position at the broadcast table, the champs ringside to comment on the battle that would decide their next set of foes.
With tonight’s underdogs in the house, the first of two teams who’d pushed Collusion to their very limit were ready to take their place on the big stage.
The gaudy Babyfaced Killer strode defiantly to center stage, the speakers crackling to life with the catchy and oddly threatening ‘Bubble Gum Bitch’ from Marina and the Diamonds’.
BUBBLE GUM B*TCH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1eQLw0Nwto
GABBY MENDOZA:
The crowd’s adrenaline was already pumping when Texas’ answer to the Oil Crisis and the newly ‘crowned’ Baroness widened her slender but sinewy stems and raised her arms high and wide in a ‘V’. Gabby swung her ebony locks from one shoulder to the other and languidly turned her head in the direction from which she’d emerged.
It’s then Charlie XCX breaks over Mendoza’s music, signaling the approach of the Gorgeous One.
TROPHY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=z6RalzPNNpc
Joining El Gato del Petroleo, the blonde, second gen superstar went shoulder to shoulder with her more heralded cohort.
GINNIFER CHADWICK:
Dirty blonde Ginnifer was clad in a white, strapless one piece, the initials “G” and “C” emblazoned at the bust, letterman-style, in neon pink script, the uppermost curve of both letters extending just above the cups. Her pads and boots white as well. The blonde’s gray-green eyes are hidden behind a pair of Lolita shades.
The two hook pinkies and started their walk to the ring, Chadwick aloof, hardly seeming to notice the crowd. Gabby enjoyed playing with the mob, puckering her lips and blowing trademark bubbles before popping them with her tongue. Between chomps of her pink wad, she sneered at detractors and supporters alike.
Gabby’s iconic wardrobe was on full display; black lace panties beneath a plaid mini-skirt and a matching black bustier that gave the Latina’s pert bounty a flattering boost. Her tawny legs were encased in thigh high black nylons, adjacent to black pads and boots.
Reaching the ring, they circled in opposite directions, Gin Blossom ignoring those nearby, Gabby jawing with the jackals between chews and pops. Meeting at the far corner, beneath the Sweethearts’ chosen location, G-Money hopped to the apron.
The fans’ beloved Sweeties choose to evacuate and claim another corner rather than start the fight early. The Gs can’t contain wide grins, their gambit having forced America’s Sweethearts to back down before the bell even rings. Gabby and Ginnifer climb through the ropes on either side of the post.
Moving to the middle, Mendoza dropped to a knee, Ginnifer standing behind her, softly kneading her partner’s shoulders as the Announcer made their arrival official.
“And introducing their opponents, hailing from Irving, Texas and Savannah Georgia respectively, weighing in tonight at a combined total of two-hundred and forty-four pounds… Gabby Mendoza! Ginnifer Chadwick! You know! They’re all about that G-Thang!”
The FAWNatics buried the twosome in a cascade of boos, Mendoza and Chadwick comfortable in the animosity.
Ginnifer scooped her arms under those of the lovely Latina and hauled Gabby to her feet, giving her partner and soon-to-be fellow champion a hug from behind. Melded together in the embrace, they backed to their chosen buckles and awaited the final set of contenders, Gin Blossom removing her shades and tossing them into the crowd, causing a near riot as people scrambled for the sunglasses.
With G-Thang sneering at the Sweethearts, the crowd eagerly awaits the final team to complete the party, as intriguing and intimidating a pairing as might be found short of The Three.
As the music of the towering twosome hit, the restless rumble of the assembled grew louder, particularly when the lights dimmed and the FAWNtron blinked from the omnipresent FAWN logo to a neon pink outline of a long, lean set of legs walking across the screen from the left. From the opposite side of the Tron, another set did the same and, as they met, the lines of the limbs swirl into a cursive font that emerged and settled into ‘Leggs, Inc.’.
Pink pyro shot in diagonal blasts from either side of the stage, the crowd roaring in full-throated support. The last blast of fireworks flew toward the rafters as Rod Stewart’s ‘Hot Legs’ blared from the arena speakers. The long-limbed lovelies, one with tawny skin and long dark locks, the other with skin of lightly tanned ivory and a golden mane, moved to center stage, showing off their undeniable weaponry.
MARIEL MCGINTY:
VALERIE STIPANOVIC:
HOT LEGS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=AHcjjxYbgNM
Oh those legs. The FAWNtron and the team’s anthem hadn’t been used in vain. The two tall drinks of water had lower limbs to die for and neither set will cease. Reaching their spot on the stage, the partners turned to the other and glided their hands over the length of the other’s stupendous stems. By the time each was done, their pert cheeks were pointed high. Up the hands trail, making the long return trip, each expedition ending with a cheeky pinch, drawing a wide grin from the other beautiful grappler. A massive roar of approval emerged from the eyeballing attendees.
With all attention captured, the duo set foot down the ramp, their long strides gobbling up space in a hurry. Blonde and brunette moved to the barriers on either side of the aisle, sending a hand through the raised counterparts of the delighted FAWNatics, the mob chanting “LEGS…LEGS…LEGS”.
A wide grin blossomed on each beaming face and, as they reached the ring, the slender Amazons again taking a moment to run their hands down from thighs to ankles of their partner’s moneymakers.
The blonde was clad in a cutoff gray Calvin Klein hoodie (hood down) that was unzipped and wide to show the towering beauty’s pink sports bra, multicolored speckles dot throughout the top and her pink boy-cut trunks that rode exceedingly high to accentuate even further the incredible gams on the rookie. Pink boots and black pads finished the slight attire.
Next to her, the brunette was in a similar hoodie. The rest of her gear was parallel in style though the more tanned of the pair sported striking white, including white boots and pads to her sports bra and ‘barely there’ shorts.
With each set of legs well-inspected, the glowing duo made their way up the steps and move halfway down the ropes, remaining outside as the Announcer breaks into the captivating display.
“And their opponents…weighing a combined two-hundred and fifty-five pounds…from Slippery Rock, Pennsylvania and Los Angeles, California respectively…MARIEL…”LEGS”…MCGINTY and VALERIE “STEMS” STIPANOVIC…ladies and most assuredly gentlemen…LEGGS INCORPORATED.”
The crowd rewarded the hypnotizing duo with an ovation that only lost its pop when the throng lost its concentration as each woman moved partially through the ropes and tarried, blonde and brunette looking each other up and down, showing off glorious side views of their long, lean gams before swinging the opposite number through and treating the FAWNatics to some much appreciated cheesecake.
Each slunk out of her hoodie, showing off the rest that God gave her, and tossed her jacket to a FAWN flunky. In tandem, Leggs, Inc. moved to their corner, surveying each of the other two teams, though only affording the Sweethearts a cursory glance, their concentration rooted on G-Money.
The bell sounded and each duo sent a representative toward the center of the ring in the hopes of foiling any potential alliances between their adversaries. Ginnifer repped G-Thang, Valerie strode forth for Leggs and Charlie was a Sweetheart, ride or die.
Infinitely aware of the long shadow cast by the near six-foot brunette, Chadwick cleared her throat, caught Stipanovic’s eye and tilted her head in the direction of Dawson. “What do you say, Val? We put the little one down first, then the grown-ups can do this the right way.”
Valerie rolled her eyes. “Kiss my ass, Chadwick.” she snapped. “I don’t need help from the likes of UUUNNNNGGGHH!”
Charlie closed in a flat out sprint and took leave of the canvas to THWHAP a quick Dropkick into Stipanovic’s chest! Val stumbled, caught her balance, then cried out again when the Gorgeous One spanked a quick kick off the long, lean expanse of her left thigh. Ginnifer smirked, reset her stance and fired a quick Toe Kick at the brunette’s be--
Valerie caught her ankle, stretched the leg out full length and CRAAACKED Chadwick upside the head with a cringe-inducing Bytch Slap! “Watch yourself, ankle biter!” Stipanovic barked at her hopping opposition. “Or I’ll stick my boot straight up your EERRRRRHHHHH!”
Charlie caught Val with a second Dropkick, this one of the Basement variety and aimed directly at the back of her towering rival’s left knee! The Gamazon crumpled to one knee, meaning her noggin dropped low enough for Ginnifer to leap off her plant foot and THWHACK an Enzugiri across the side of her head! Stipanovic’s head snapped to the side before she dropped to all fours, the perfect excuse for Ginnifer to seize a Front Facelock. This was followed by several clubbing forearms to the brunette’s shoulders.
Swallowing her distaste for what came next, Chadwick slung Valerie’s near arm across her shoulders, then turned her attention to Charlie Dawson. “Gonna make yourself useful, half-pint? Or you going to sit there and play cheap-shot artist all night?”
The diminutive blonde wasn’t about to let a skeeze like Ginnifer Chadwick claim the moral high ground, but she chose to put those misgivings aside for the moment. Circling around in front the stunned brunette, she doubled down on Chadwick’s Front Facelock, then draped Stipanovic’s other arm over her shoulders. A double handful of briefs was followed by a single nod, the pair of mismatched battlers displaying remarkable coordination when they popped their hips to take Valerie up, over and DOWN with a tandem Vertical Suplex!
TANDEM VERTICAL SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jpxE2XYsOHc
Stipanovic sat up almost at once, so Ginnifer helped herself to a massive handful of hair, more than enough to hold the big brunette steady while she reared back and THWHACKED a Soccer Kick between her shoulders. “Hit her, dammit!” Chadwick barked at Dawson. “We’ve got to keep this idiot down!”
Charlie frowned, the ingénue clearly having difficulty taking Ginnifer at her word. After a moment she nodded and said, “Hold her steady.” Ginnifer did just that, though she made sure to ease herself over to one side when the Sweetheart whipped around and made haste for the ropes in front of Stipanovic. Charlie returned a moment thereafter with a Soccer Kick of her own, Dawson just THWHACKING Val flush on the chest. Knocked flat by the blow, Stipanovic’s situation only got worse when Charlie circled back and put every bit of her hundred and twelve pounds behind the Double Stomp she administered to Valerie’s svelte gut.
PENALTY KICK & DOUBLE STOMP:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=D7pITsn7waE
Charlie dropped to her tush on impact, but scrambled to all fours quickly enough and went for the first cover of the match. Al was there in a flash, the lanky ref skidding to a knee to count…
ONE…
Valerie bucked the blonde off just after ‘ONE!’, her escape so quick that Ginnifer hadn’t had time to consider interrupting it herself. “You didn’t really think that was going to do it, did you?” she asked Dawson.
“Doesn’t hurt to try, does it?” Charlie snapped back.
“Not as long as you don’t mind looking stupid.” Ginnifer shooed the younger blonde away so she could deliver a pair of carefully measured Knee Drops to the taller woman’s midsection. Val ‘oooofffhed’ sat up and tried to shove Chadwick away but the Gorgeous One put a stop to that with a quick rake of the eyes.
“Jeeze Ginnifer, can’t you fight fair just once?”
“Spare me the sanctimonious crap, this is an uphill battle for both of us and you know it.” Ginnifer bent one knee deep and laced both hands atop the lowered joint. “C’mon, climb up.”
Charlie spared a heartbeat to glance at Skye, who watched with an understandably nervous expression. ‘I got this.’ she mouthed to her friend. Setting herself between Stipanovic and Chadwick before the latter had time to complain, Charlie grabbed Ginnifer’s shoulders in both hands and planted her right foot in the other blonde’s laced fingers. Another exchange of nods, then Chadwick pushed up and out, providing more than enough momentum for Dawson to peel off a gorgeous assisted Moonsault that brought her THWHUMPING down on Valerie’s increasingly abused midriff.
ASSISTED MOONSAULT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=VfNv63E0FtQ
Hooking the far leg without even thinking about it, Charlie nodded along with Al as he counted…
ONE…
TWO…
The Sweetheart let loose and rolled out of the just in time to avoid the Double Axehandle Chadwick meant to deliver between her shoulders. Of course Stipanovic wasn’t nearly so lucky, she took the shot square on the sternum and jolted onto her side, the big brunette curling in a loose ball to avoid more punishment. “You sneaking little brat!” Dawson scowled as Ginnifer got to her feet. “I knew I couldn’t trust you!”
Gin Blossom only smirked. “Then maybe you aren’t quite as dumb as you lo--”
Charlie rushed her with a headlong leap over Valerie, the very brazenness of it catching Chadwick off guard long enough for Dawson to snag a double handful of hair and THWHONK her mug into the canvas with a quick Running Facebuster!
RUNNING FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-nkRWvntFI
Ginnifer bounced to one knee and started to rise immediately thereafter, though the wobble in her legs said it might not take. Dawson on the other hand looked as surefooted as anyone, especially considering she skipped her way over Stipanovic both going and coming. Bearing down on Chadwick while the other blonde was still doubled over, the blue-clad battler somersaulted over her gorgeous opposition, caught Ginnifer’s chin in both hands at the apex and laid out on her back to THWUNK Chadwick’s noggin against the deck! Feet beating a startled tattoo in the aftermath of the Basement Blockbuster, Ginnifer couldn’t offer any proper defense when Charlie caught the far leg and rolled her into a Back Press good for the…
BASEMENT BLOCKBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=dSWQoosbMRY
ONE…
TWO…
Chadwick kicked out just after ‘TWO’, meaning Gabby slunk back to the G-Thang corner without drawing Al’s attention. Fired up by the early string of offense, Charlie pounded a fist on the mat, then popped up and shouted, “COME ONNNNNGGGGHHHH!”
Recently returned to full verticality, Val Stipanovic spoiled the Sweetheart’s party with one helluva Spin Kick, the Gamazon damned near taking Dawson’s head from her shoulders with nothing more than her right thigh.
SPIN KICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9a7K1HduJCg
“So you like kicking people when they’re down, huh runt?” Valerie asked of the starfished tyro. “Well that’s one thing we have in common. Unfortunately for you, I kick a whole lot harder.”
Dawson was in no condition to protest so Skye and the FAWNatics did it for her, alas their combined effort wasn’t enough to stop Stipanovic from taking control of the smaller woman’s left ankle. Hoisting that leg into the air, Val forced Charlie to clamber to one knee, which only made her a better target when the brunette THWACKED Dawson’s head to one side with a savagely creative application of the Big Boot.
GROUNDED LEG-PULL BIG BOOT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SdJ7fDgvKtw
Leaving the Sweetheart splayed on the canvas, ‘Stems’ took a quick glance to confirm Chadwick wasn’t about to interfere. With Gin Blossom still recovering from Dawson’s Blockbuster, Valerie recognized her opportunity and launched off the canvas, extending her endless tawny gams, one over the chest of the underdog, the other over Charlie’s throat. The Leg Drop caught Dawson flush across both, the bite-sized blonde shuddering, legs reflexively kicking in the air before Charlotte returned to the canvas, lifeless under the draping lower limbs of the Incorporated brunette.
Carpenter dropped next to the wheezing Dawson and slapped the canvas for…
ONE…
TWO…
Charlie shoved a shoulder off the canvas, pushing out from under Stipanovic’s lethal legs.
Swinging her limbs off Dawson, Val sank her nails into Charlie’s platinum locks, tugging the Sweetheart up with her as she rose. Ginnifer, having butt-scooted her way to the only empty corner, watched with interest as the lanky brunette ‘escorted’ Charlie to Leggs, Inc’s home base, THUMPING Dawson’s forehead into the top buckle before handing the reins to Mariel for the first time.
Not surprisingly, the dark-haired Angeleno was slow to leave. She shoved the wobbly Sweetheart to McGinty who gutted her foe with a Toe Kick that looked as if it might shoot through Dawson’s midriff. With Charlie doubled, ‘Legs’ pulled the blonde into a tight Front Facelock. Mariel easily launched the underdog in front of her, Valerie catching the knees of Dawson over a shoulder.
With Charlie extended between them, Leggs, Inc. sent her to a spinning disaster of a fall.
MAGIC KILLER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RM9jkdI8KcY
As Val finally headed for the exit, Ginnifer stopped her surreptitious move toward Gabby to make sure there’s no three when McGinty covers the splayed Charlie for the…
ONE…
TWO…
Chadwick was about to leap to interrupt when the stubborn Sweetheart spasmed her way free of the pinning predicament. Turning back to her corner, Gin Blossom dove and slapped palms with the Babyfaced Killer. Gabby enters, racing to the two blondes, tall and small.
Coming from Mariel’s blindside, Mendoza placed her palms on either of McGinty’s shoulders and used the towering blonde to leap, legs extended. Though nowhere near the length of Mariel’s, Gabby’s gams clamped very nicely around the temples of the Mariel from behind. The Terrible Texan threw her body into a back-flip and RIPPED McGinty off her feet.
The sight of the Babyfaced Killer SPIKING Mariel’s skull into the canvas with a Poisoned ’Rana off Jump Street was enough to raise a gasp from the crowd.
POISONED ‘RANA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fy28SzNv_RA
The long, lean blonde machine back somersaulted to a spreadeagle, Gabby turning to view the wreckage with satisfaction. Sensing the opportunity to claim the number one contender position, Mendoza scrambled to the gobsmacked McGinty, Gabby diving atop her foe in a Crossbody pin.
Mendoza nodded along with Al’s palms hitting the canvas for the…
ONE…
TWO…
The lovely Latina felt no movement from Mariel beneath her and was confused by no third connection with the canvas from Carpenter. She turned, both angry and confused toward the ref who held up two fingers with one hand, while pointing to Mariel’s grasp of the nearby bottom cable with the other.
Gabby ran a hand through her shoulder-length ebony locks in frustration. But instead of working on the flaxen-haired Amazon, Mendoza hopped to her feet, immediately considering what she could do to Charlie.
Alas, and thankfully for the legions of adoring fans of America’s Sweethearts, Dawson’s taken the time out of the crossfire to stagger to her corner and tag in the cute caboose of her generation of the Mitchell clan, Skylar.
Enormous blue eyes focusing on the gum-chomper, Skye strode directly for a confrontation with the leader of the team that sent the Sweethearts packing from the Queens of the Ring tourney.
Mendoza shot a boot toward the Lil’est Mitchell’s breadbasket, but Skylar intercepted and had Gabby hopping on her one planted sole. Mendoza ‘washes windows’ with her palms. Pleading with Skye to have possession of her captured leg returned. Skylar granted the wish, just not how the Latina had in mind.
The adorable brunette swung Gabby’s leg like a pendulum toward the Babyfaced Killer and the momentum swept Mendoza off her planted foot, the Texan faceplanting into the deck at warp speed.
The crowd erupted with satisfaction with the unstained, partial clone of Cynthia taking down the bubble-blowing bytch. But there’s little time for Mitchell and her many fans to celebrate as McGinty, who’s used the ropes to pull her way up, sprinted toward Mitchell, Big Boot lifting like a sledgehammer toward Skye’s innocent features.
But the limber youngster used that quality and her lack of height to duck under the effort. She tripped a suddenly off-balance Mariel, rolling the long-legged McGinty into a rather large Small Package. Skylar leaned her entire mass onto the upturned ass of the cradled Amazon for the…
ONE…
TWO…
McGinty popped free, sending Skye flying in a 180-degree spin and launch. Hit with a significant dose of bad timing, Mitchell landed in the clutches of the risen Mendoza. Instantly, Gabby launched the second-generation superstar with a Snap Belly-to-Belly Suplex that vaulted Skye into the not-so-friendly skies.
SNAP BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=QUZT-zt1CtY
The Lil’est Mitchell landed with a BANG against the canvas and had so much thrust behind her diminutive frame, she skidded right out to the floor under the bottom rope.
Mendoza’s face soured in disappointment, the lamb to her lobo out of reach. And her features turned to a look of alarm when, from behind, Mariel dipped and slipped her arms under and around those of the Latina, her fingers lacing behind the neck of Gabby in a Full Nelson. Elevating to her full height, McGinty had Mendoza on her tiptoes and then some.
The towering blonde ragdolled Gabs from side to side, Mendoza’s boots unable to touch the canvas save for brief skids of toetips.
As Mendoza’s braincase was rattled inside the ring, a puzzled Mitchell scraped herself off the floor and staggers to the Announcer’s Table where Collusion was making itself useful as part of the broadcast. Polly removed her headset and stalked toward the rubber-legged cutie and PLOWED a Forearm Shiver into Skylar’s jaw that spun the beloved brunette in a 180 and dropped Mitchell to one knee, baby blues glassy.
As the Star-Spangled Bytch chuckled, she and her Russian counterpart the only ones finding the cheap shot amusing, Lockwood plucked her title off the desk and raised it high, drawing a raft of boos in her direction. She lowered to pie-face the back of Mitchell’s head, sending the Carolina Cutie flat to her chest.
Mitchell’s fellow Sweetheart arrived on the scene and Polly backtracks, holding a palm high in innocence as she retreated to her announcing crew location while Charlie helped her fellow underdog to her feet.
Inside the ring, Mariel had Mendoza bent at the waist. At her foe’s side, the leggy blonde lifted her right knee and placed it next to Gabby’s left temple. The Incorporated blonde laid out, delivering her Golden Rule to the Latina.
GOLDEN RULE:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pJmrOSHMhwI
After the brutal impact, the groaning Mendoza, back arching, slowly melted to the canvas from the force of the blow. McGinty cradled up the Texan, ready to take the match and her and Valerie’s rightful place in a bout to claim the tag titles from Collusion.
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
There was every reason to believe Gabby Mendoza might’ve escaped the cover without outside assistance, after all, her recent oily ascendance proved she was nothing if not tenacious. Yet in the end Ginnifer Chadwick deemed it an unnecessary risk, thus the Double Axehandle she THUMPED between Mariel’s shoulders with half a second to spare.
Back to vertical in the blink of an eye, the blonde stunner honed in on Chadwick and flicked an imperious finger toward G-Thang’s corner. “Beat it, pipsqueak!”
Ginnifer squared her shoulders, though she didn’t actually step into McGinty’s personal space. “Why don’t you make me, you fugly scarecrow?”
Mariel took a threatening step forward. “I don’t make trash, I BURN it.”
Carpenter intervened before Chadwick could reply, the ref ushering Gin Blossom back to-- the second generation superstar’s eyes went wide as she noted Gabby’s heels beating against the canvas. “Pay some goddamned attention!” she yelled at Al. “Scrawny bytch is stepping on Gabby’s neck!”
Al wheeled around to confirm the allegation but of course McGinty had moved her encroaching foot to peel Mendoza off the mat. “Something I can help you with, sir?” He answered with a stern look, then focused on ushering an apoplectic Ginnfer back to her side of the squared circle.
Sparing a look over one shoulder, McGinty raised an eyebrow at Stipanovic, who mouthed ‘Bring her over here.’ Mariel saw no reason to argue with the request, so she laid claim to the woozy brunette’s wrist and sent her hurtling into Leggs’ corner. Pleased by the meaty ‘BWUUUNG’ of her prey’s impact, Mariel made as if to charge after Gabby only to saunter toward Chadwick instead. “Still think you’re the baddest you nasty little brat?” she taunted. “You and all the other sawed off runts need to realize it‘s our time!”
Not about to take that sort of crap from some taffy pull version of Bianca Simpson, the Gorgeous One climbed up on the middle rope and barked, “What was that, bytch face? Why don’t you try speaking up if-- HEY! DAMMIT CARPENTER, THEY’RE DOING IT AGAIN!”
Al looked to Mariel, then to Valerie and damned if the Gamazon hadn’t angled one long, lean leg up ‘n over Gabby’s throat, Stipanovic pulling back on her own ankle to throttle Mendoza in a way the tag rope could never manage. “LET ‘ER GO, VAL!” He stormed in that direction at once, the poor dope unaware that McGinty used the opportunity to PWAK a huge Haymaker upside Chadwick’s mug. Ginnifer dropped off the ropes, hit the apron and tumbled to the floor right about the time Skye Mitchell finally clambered her way onto the ap-- the brunette Sweetheart dropped right back the way she’d came a heartbeat before Mariel raced at her point of entry.
Noting the half-pint’s smart move, the leggy blonde bendyback adjusted course on the fly, looping toward the Leggs corner so she could THWHACK a murderous Yakuza Kick off the side of Mendoza’s face!
Skye cringed along with the rest of the FAWNatics, but she still had hold of the bottom rope so she’d be ready to make her move when-- Drawn by the siren call of a back with no knife in it, Polly Lockwood abandoned the commentary table for another cheap shot assault on Skye, and this time she brought Kira with her! Collusion had their run of things for no more than five seconds, then Charlie Dawson raced around the far corner and lit into the pusillanimous pundits with the sort of righteous fury that only a babyface ingénue could muster.
Within the confines of the squared circle, Leggs was aware of the skirmish only enough to dismiss it from their continued destruction of Gabby Mendoza, who’d *somehow* maintained verticality following that first kick. Unfazed by the show of diminutive determination, McGinty tagged Stipanovic, then reversed course and sprinted to the currently empty G-Thang corner. The trip proved nothing more than a there n’ back, Mariel giving those long, dangerous legs plenty of space to build up a ridiculous head of-- THWACK! Mariel punted the Babyfaced Killer with a second Yakuza Kick and there was no way Menoza was gonna keep her feet this time, only now Val had a handful of hair, the towering brunette forcing her burden to stay upright as she climbed through the ropes.
YAKUZA KICKS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yp6TxhxFNVY
Scraping Gabby from the buckles like she was no more than a chewed bit of gum, Valerie hooked her left arm across the Texan’s chest and walked her to a stretch of canvas where she had a pretty darned good view of the ringside fracas. Al had a pretty good view himself and was none too pleased with the champ’s meddling, but the rules of a Triple Threat made disqualification a non-threat and thus he was reduced to a lot of yelling that really didn’t amount to much over the barrage of fists and feet.
“You’ll never get their attention like that.” Stipanovic teased the flummoxed zebra. “You’ve gotta throw something at ‘em. Like this!”
The Gamazon muscled Mendoza high into the sky, Gabby’s legs swinging back under her attacker’s cradling arm like the world’s tawdries pendulum. Then Val went down on one knee to damned near snap her opponent in half with a huge Backbreaker!
URANAGE BACKBREAKER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTYijST3Ozc
Love her or hate her, Mendoza had earned the right to tumble to the mat in peace after such a hellacious maneuver, so of course Stipanovic caught hold of the brunette’s skirt and used it to haul her back to boot leather. Only a foot or so removed from the ropes now, Val hoisted Gabby up again, only now she put her free hand against the Lightweight’s tush. “YO, LOSERS!” she shouted. “INCOMING!”
Four sets of eyes looked up then, but only Charlie Dawson reacted in time to shove Skye clear of the tumbling Texan. Mendoza’s involuntary Trust Fall depositing her at the top of a startled, groaning heap that included the whole of Collusion and one half of America’s Sweethearts.
*Just* cogent enough to realize what her partner had done for her, Skye Mitchell took a single deep breath and let it out slow before she quite dared hop onto the apron.
“C’mon short stuff.” Valerie took a step back and raised a hand, beckoning Skye to join her. “It’s a close one, but I think you meet the height requirement.”
Frowning at the disrespect, Mitchell took the top rope in both hands, vaulted onto the rubber-coated steel and dropped right back off when Stipanovic lunged forward!
“Don’t be scared, little girl!” Val teased. “How are you ever going to win if you won’t get in the ring?”
“Who’s scared?” Skye smiled. “I’m just the distraction.”
“The words were barely out of her mouth when Ginnifer came in low and mean, the Gorgeous One’s right shoulder just SLAMMING into the pit of Stipanovic’s left knee! Val shrieked and whipped around in a full circle without going down, at least not until Skye flew off the rubber-coated steel and THWHUMPED her in the chest with a flawless Springboard Missile Dropkick!
SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=iV2l0puLqOQ
Al had his hands full trying to remove an irate Gin Blossom from the ring, which explains why he didn’t / couldn’t stop Mariel McGinty from sneaking in to get some retribution for her partner. Gutting Skye with a Kneelift the instant she got up, the towering blonde grabbed a wrist and sent her prey racing for the-- Skye hopped up, kicked her legs forward and glided through the gap between middle and bottom rope only to land with her tush on the bottom strand! The springiness bounced her back the way she’d came with both arms craned over one shoulder, Mitchell catching the incredulous Mariel in a Three Quarters Facelock before she landed on her butt again, only this time McGinty’s jaw came down full force against the point of her shoulder! Mariel popped up but looked more reed than redwood as she tried to maintain her balance in the wake of that blink and you’ll miss it Stunner.
ESCAPE HATCH STUNNER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=gcYgJGq3cd4
The towering blonde wobbled as Skye scrambled to her feet. Unfortunately for the slight and aptly monikered Lil’est Mitchell, Valerie was also vertical if a little loopy from Skylar’s Dropkick. With Leggs, Inc. lined up like blonde and brunette bowling pins, Skye leapt at both in a Crossbody dive, Mitchell reaching heights her sisters would be hard pressed to match.
Instead of landing across the chests of the leggy duo, the Sweetheart reached the heads of her foes. Skylar’s abbreviated ivory legs snapped shut around Stipanovic’s noggin while she wrapped a Side Headlock around Mariel’s. Throwing her limited mass in reverse, Mitchell acrobatically barrel rolled to the canvas in a modified flying Headscissors, sending each member of the Incorporated twosome flipping to stereo spinal landings.
Both skidded to a stop, reaching for the base of their backbones while Skye kipped to her feet, accepting the noisy accolades of the FAWNatics.
As the Lil’est Mitchell used her boots to ‘convince’ Mariel to exit under the lowest strand of rubber-coated steel, Chadwick, having dropped to the floor, pulled Gabby out of the mass of waylaid humanity. She rolled her dilapidated partner in under the bottom rope near the G-Thang corner as McGinty left on the other side. The ‘Gorgeous’ blonde tagged Mendoza unceremoniously with a boot tip and enters.
A worried crowd murmurs at Ginnifer’s approach from Skye’s six but Chadwick called out to Skylar. The diminutive brunette turned not to a Toe Kick or Clothesline but an offer to work over the rising Stipanovic. Skylar nodded and both advanced on Valerie, each simultaneously shooting mirrored Toe Kicks into the expanse of the Gamazon’s midriff. The boots impaled Val, the Angeleno doubling at the waist, bug-eyed.
Reflexively, Ginnifer and Skylar were on the same page, each latching on with Front Facelocks. They laid out as one, SPIKING the crown of Valerie’s skull into the canvas with a Double DDT. Stipanovic somersaulted over to a lifeless spreadeagle, her body twitching then falling still.
Sky and Gin Blossom, both seated, glanced at each other for a split-second then scrambled to the gobsmacked Gamazon, diving atop her, Chadwick across her shoulders and Mitchell across her midriff, heading in opposite directions. Carpenter dropped to the canvas and counted out the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
Showing there’s still some life in Leggs, Valerie used those limbs to pop out from under both women, lifting Chadwick and Mitchell to their haunches. The women stared at each other for a long moment over Stipanovic’s frame then started heaving punches at each other over the still horizontal brunette. There were connections aplenty as the crowd cheered and booed alternately until a recovering Valerie sat up and grabbed Ginnifer and Skye by their manes and pulled their heads back.
Chadwick and Mitchell’s eyes went wide just before their meeting of the minds, Val SLAMMING coconuts together, each head snapping back from the impact, Ginnifer and Skye timbering to shoulders as the long lean Val shook her braincase to slip her senses back into gear.
A look around the ring by Valerie found her partner in place if looking less than one hundred percent. Charlie’s climbed back to her corner but remained on a knee. The Babyfaced Killer laid in the vicinity of her corner but wasn’t yet in condition to chew her Bubblicious let alone do battle.
Pushing to her feet, the tawny brunette grabbed Chadwick by her dirty blonde locks and yanked Ginnifer to her feet. Transferring her grip to a wrist and shoulder of the Gorgeous One, she bum rushed Gin Blossom to the ropes and HEAVED her over the top rope, Ginnifer sent into subsonic flight, crashing down across both members of the still rickety Collusion.
It’s a perfect strike by Stipanovic, Gin Blossom and the champs ending in a pile of limbs and torsos to the great pleasure of the arena’s inhabitants.
With G-Money well spent, Valerie turned her attention to the slowly rising Carolina Cutie. As the clueless Mitchell turned, she’s faced with the Gamazon. Val latched onto Skye’s head with both hands. Simultaneously, ‘Stems’ lifted a knee to Skylar’s cherubic features and dropped to the canvas, CRACKING the bony joint into Mitchell’s chin.
SINGLE KNEE FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQi5W5InObw
Skye was sent flying from the impact, bouncing high into the air then crashing to earth, struggling to maintain what’s left of her consciousness.
As the bite-sized brunette tried to focus, Valerie dropped to the canvas below her foe’s legs, snatching Skye’s left stem, she pulled it toward her while using her endless gams to shove Mitchell’s opposite number away, spreading Skye’s lower limbs like a Wishbone.
WISHBONE LEG SPREAD:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CK9qkk7N8zE
Skye yelped back to awareness as she’s forced into an ever-growing set of splits. Al asked if the Sweetheart wants to pack it in, but she shook her head between mewls.
Finding Skylar unwilling to surrender in the current alignment, Val released and quickly gathered both of Mitchell’s arms at the wrists. She slid her boot soles to the inner portion of Mitchell’s calves and used her exponentially longer legs to stretch the beloved Sweetheart’s groin muscles to the snapping point.
“You want to walk right in the next six months?” Stipanovic threatened as she continues to extend, drawing howls and sobs, “I suggest you tap, little girl.”
The crowd begged to differ, chanting “PLEASE…DON’T…TAP!” but as the Angeleno continued forcing Skye’s legs into nearly a single file, Mitchell’s right hand quaked as it hovered above the canvas.
A pleading Dawson realized what’s in her partner’s eyes. She climbed to the top of the Sweetheart corner and vaulted into a Missile Dropkick that BLASTED the Gamazon in her bosom, knocking Val into a backward somersault and removing her partner from the torturous stretch.
The disengaged brunettes sensed an opportunity as Charlie scurried back to her legal spot, the weary, sweat-soaked Val rising and striding less than energetically to her corner to tag Mariel while Skye used the ropes to pull to her feet then limping feebly to Charlie.
The slaps of each hand echoed together and the blondes entered the fray, eight inches and significant mass separating them but the chance to become number-one contenders binding them in a race to enter and attack.
Dawson had her little legs under her a little quicker, reaching McGinty before Mariel made it more than a few steps from her corner. The platinum blonde vaulted into a Dropkick that smacked Mariel in the left shoulder and spun her in a 180, the leggy blonde maintaining her verticality.
Charlie kipped to her feet and raced at Mariel from behind. McGinty had time for a quarter turn and lifted the charging Dawson off the canvas, but Charlie had the speed to whip around Mariel’s body and, with a Tilt-A-Whirl Headscissors, sent the towering blonde crashing headlong back into her corner. Mariel split the buckles, ramming a shoulder into the steel ring post.
TILT-A-WHIRL HEADSCISSORS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=l4v9w98dS2s
Dawson, quickly back on her boot soles, rushed the corner and Dropkicked the derriere of the retreating McGinty to send the same joint barreling into the steel a second time. Charlotte speedily rose again and plucked Mariel out from the corner before Valerie could make herself legal. Dawson rolled the long-limbed resident of Slippery Rock into a not-so-Small Package.
Tied up by America’s Sweetheart, Mariel wriggled frantically within the knot, but Charlie held on for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
McGinty broke free with Carpenter’s hand on the way down for the third slap, Mariel ending on her side while Dawson hopped to her feet, apparently setting for a standing Moonsault to the downed ‘Legs’.
Whether that’s the plan couldn’t be known for certain. From behind, the long-dispatched Gabby Mendoza whistled to gain Dawson’s attention. Charlie spun, raising her right arm for a defensive Clothesline, knew one of the Gs were headed in her direction.
The lovely Latina grabbed the limb and used it to sweep her body around Charlie’s, swinging around her foe’s back and latching onto Dawson’s cranium with a Front Facelock in order to use her momentum to STICK the crown of the Sweetheart’s skull, not into the thinly-covered plywood, but indeed Mariel’s lightly tanned tummy.
FLOAT-OVER DDT @ 1:20
www.youtube.com/watch?v=jT61O24K2RQ
As McGinty groaned, baby blues bugging, the Incorporated blonde hugging her midriff from the blow, Charlie flopped into a dazed starfish next to her fellow blonde. The chomping Gabby dove atop Dawson in a Lateral Press, hooking a leg for the…
ONE…
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THRENOOO!
Charlie kept the match going with a late escape.
But Mendoza didn’t complain. Instead, she immediately dove on the gasping McGinty, flattening out the long, lean ‘Legs’ for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOO!
Mariel likewise refused to lose to the glistening Latina, Gabby ‘oiled’ up in a different sense in tonight’s foray, but now looking just as dominant as she had in the Pit.
“Thought you were going to dunk all over me, did’ja?” Mendoza barked, her gum popping a furious counterpoint as she circled Mariel unleashing boot after boot after boot. “Thought you’d sneak right by G-Thang? No chance, Bytch Face. You and the other giraffe can go help these idiots,” she rounded on Charlie soon as the Sweetheart sat up and THWHACKED a Soccer Kick offa her chest, “go grab stuff offa the highest shelves in catering. Me and Gin-Blossom? We got titles to win and commies to crush.”
Neither McGinty or Dawson much cared for this line of thought, alas, Gabby Mendoza didn’t give a crap about their feelings, unless that feeling was pain. Along those lines she peeled Charlie off the deck, slipped an arm between her thighs and ‘hupped’ her onto one shoulder. From there she swung around to Mariel, went up on tiptoe and THWHUMPED the taller blonde with her travel-sized compatriot in a makeshift Senton. McGinty ‘oooffffhed’ and tried to sit up, an effort that was thwarted by the well-timed Double Stomp Mendoza delivered to the pit of Charlie’s exposed stomach! Then she hopped up and dropped straight back, drawing her knees tight against her chest for a much more intentional Senton!
With her blondes stacked up like cordwood, the Babyfaced Killer turned over and sprawled over Dawson’s traumatized midriff in the hope that their combined weight would be enough to keep Mariel down for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
An impressed (albeit slightly grudging) round of applause from those assembled when McGinty bridged up high enough to send both lightweights tumbling away with half a second to spare! Scrambling to her feet far faster than her flaxen-haired adversaries, Mendoza took stock of the situation and was pleased to see that Dawson was on all fours directly in front of a slumped, seated Mariel. Even better, the ropes directly in front of her prey were on the Thang’s side of town, meaning there was no fear of reprisal when the Big Red Beeyotch ran in that direction. Picking up speed as she came off the strands, Gabby hopped onto Charlie’s back, leapt again and pulled her knees up high, meaning she might as well have been coming off the middle rope when she THWHUMPED her shins down on McGinty’s shoulders!
DIVING METEORA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kim5z8PQ7G0
Those long, dangerous legs shot straight into the air, so Mendoza hooked ‘em both around the knees and leaned down until her forehead was touching the canvas. Al was in place immediately thereafter, the ref leading a chorus of…
ONE…
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THRENOOOOOOOO!
Valerie and Skye hit the Texan from each side with stereo Double Axehandles to save the match for their respective teams! This show of solidarity collapsed they made it to boot leather, the brunettes going at it hammer & tongs while poor Al tried his best to prize them apart.
As for Gabby, she didn’t appreciate the interference in the slightest, though she chose to tolerate it if only because she sensed an opportunity to put this scarecrow away once and for all. Hands filled with McGinty’s hair, Mendoza scraped her off the mat in stages and started toward the G-Thang corner with the lanky loser in tow. “Up top, Ginnifer!” she called to the Gorgeous One. “You know what to do!”
Chadwick did, so she sprang to the high rent district and settled into a deep crouch so her hand was in range when Gabby reached for the TAG!
A roar from the crowd drew Al’s attention as he finally got Stipanovic back on the apron, meaning he had an excellent view of the action when Mendoza cupped Mariel’s chin in both hands and twisted around so the leggy blonde was bent awkwardly backward, the nape of her neck resting snug against Gabby’s shoulder. Elsewhere, Ginnifer swung around on the top buckle and leapt out into the void, the second generation superstar more than living up to her ‘Gorgeous’ moniker with a Moonsault that landed square atop McGinty’s chest. Mendoza sat out at that exact moment, adding the force of a Reverse Neckbreaker to Moonsault that THAWHAMMED McGinty into the deck.
SOMETHANG BREWING:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fMEKSTfqK5M
Scrambling to position herself between Ginnifer and the other competitors the instant she regained her feet, Gabby dropped into a tense crouch and barked, “C’MON BYTCH FACES! C’MON, I’LL TAKE ON BOTH OF YA!”
Al Carpenter was the only person ringside immune to this challenge, he dove right by the Terrible Texan to count off…
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THRENOOOOOOOO!
Mendoza spun around to observe this injustice, almost pulled her own hair out when she saw Mariel’s freakishly long leg draped over the bottom rope. “ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME!” Gabby yowled. “DAMMIT CARPENTER, CAN’T YOU DO ANYTHING--”
Too enraged to notice things were not as they should be, Mendoza’s tirade came to an abrupt end when Valerie Stipanovic charged in and THWHACKED a Big Boot across the back of her skull! Gabby went down like a puppet with cut strings, the brunette crashing headlong into her partner, who soon found herself swept up in Val’s clutches.
“HEY, LEGGO OF HER VAL! GET BACK TO YOUR CORNER!” Carpenter shouted as the Gamazon reeled Ginnifer into a Standing Headscissors.
“Don’t you want to see what happens next?” she asked sweetly.
Al most certainly did not, unfortunately he couldn’t stop Stipanovic from cinching her arms around Chadwick’s waist and flipping her onto the big brunette’s shoulders. The capacity crowd buzzed in anticipation of the Powerbomb, then bellowed with surprise when Skye Mitchell vaulted onto the top rope and flew straight at the Gorgeous One’s back. Totally unaware of the airborne Sweetheart, Stipanovic slung her prey forward and down just as Skye hooked her hands around Ginnifer’s chin and dropped straight back! The combination of Powerbomb and Springboard Lungblower left Chadwick at the bottom of a deep, dark, crater that Valerie might’ve appreciated if not for the sawed-off brunette trying to poach her offense.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she barked as Mitchell rolled clear of the Gorgeous wreckage. “Get out of my sight before I--”
Much as Gabby had forgotten an opponent’s partner, Val lost track of Charlie Dawson and she paid oh so dearly when the little blonde dynamo flew off the corner on her six and caught her in a Three Quarters Facelock. Stipanovic had half a heartbeat to register the presence of arms, then Charlie sat out and her shoulder THWHONKED into the brunette’s jaw with enough force to tumble the Angeleno into a glassy-eyed somersault.
CHARLIE CUTTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=B887bqSeHpk
Eyes wide as the roof threatened to come off the place, the Sweethearts split their focus for a moment with Charlie bum rushing Gabby over the top rope while Skye stuffed Mariel beneath the bottom strand like she was nothing more than a rolled up Carpet.
Between them, Ginnifer Chadwick put both hands on the mat and somehow managed to make it to her knees.
“She’s looking pretty rough, Charlie!” Skye called as she lined up behind the penitent blonde.
“I’ll say.” Dawson agreed from a little ways in front of Chadwick. “Looks like she could use our Best Wishes.”
That was all the signal Mitchell needed.
She tore across the canvas in a flat out sprint to THWONK the point of her knee into the base of Ginnifer’s noggin right as Charlie stutter-stepped forward to THWHACK a Low Super Kick to the point of her foe’s chin!
BEST WISHES:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGcfOlzJWJQ
Blasted into a darkness so deep only Miranda Wainright could appreciate it, Chadwick slopped out flat on her face and offered no resistance whatsoever when Dawson rolled her over and sat on her chest. Hooking both legs because why the hell not, Charlie nodded along with the FAWNatics while Skye raised her fingers in time with Al’s count of…
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On her feet the instant the bell CLANGED, Charlie wrapped Skye in a hug so strong it almost knocked ‘em both over. They did manage to stay upright, though their knees gave a noticeable shimmy when the Announcer confirmed, “Ladies and gentlemen, your winners via pin-fall and the NEW number one contenders for the FAWN Tag Team Championship… SKYE MITCHELL AND CHARLIE DAWSON, THEY ARE AMERICA’S SWEETHEARTS!”
To say the roar of the crowd was enormous would be an understatement, the FAWNatics in a state of simultaneous joy and surprise, the latter making the former feel all the better. Wanting to celebrate with their supporters, Charlie and Skye ascended the corners nearest the Announcers’ Table. They saluted their fans while reveling in the greatest victory of their careers.
On the floor farthest from the victors, Valerie pulled the dazed McGinty out by an ankle and leaned against the blonde to keep her upright. She watched the celebration with disbelief and dismay as Leggs, Inc. limped their way toward the back.
Gabby had to roll in to recover the wreckage that was her fellow G. Mendoza gave a long look at Dawson but when Charlie turned and caught her eye, the Latina knew she won’t be doing any post-match partying at the Sweethearts’ expense. She slipped Ginnifer out, collecting her partner and helping her to the back while the festivities rolled on.
Collusion removed their headphones and moved to apron’s edge beneath their new challengers, Polly having made vomit sounds as her sign off on the broadcast. While Kira seemed apathetic to the sight of the celebrating contenders, Lockwood was apoplectic because the spotlight wasn’t on her.
“I’m the champion!” she screamed at the crowd. “You’re acting like these two china dolls won something beyond the right to get their asses kicked!”
Polly turned her anger to the challengers high above.
“You’re going to regret the day you won this match. I’ll make sure of that. And I won’t stop until I deport you from this organization!”
Face flushed, and with the Sweethearts mostly ignoring her, the Star Spangled Bytch stomped away from the ring in a fury, Koslova following behind; America’s Sweethearts continuing to whoop it up while America’s angry envy headed for the exit.