Post by hawkeye on Jun 11, 2020 1:05:41 GMT
Turning to two spoiled but talented brats to stop the growing hegemony of the current tag team champions is a situation with which the FAWNatics seem torn. They buzz in anticipation and interest with whether the smarmy terrors making up tonight’s challengers can make them forget their own awful history and lift their game to beat the greater of two evils.
One member of tonight’s would-be champs had already failed to do just that at Mayhem, the Ultimate and Scarlet Image of Human Perfection laying waste to the Terrible Texan in a manner where Mendoza might have been out for months if not for the saving grace of, not her partner, but fellow lovely Latinas, Muy Caliente.
And while the question arose how G-Money felt about not being bailed by G-Honey, likewise many wondered how the blonde felt about the increasing overshadowing with which Gabby eventually eclipsed one bratty former partner and Smartest Girl in the Room and whether the Gorgeous One is on the same path as her predecessor.
All good questions that would have to wait as the speakers crackle to life with the catchy and oddly threatening ‘Bubble Gum Bitch’ from Marina and the Diamonds.
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1eQLw0Nwto )
The crowd’s adrenaline is pumping when Mayhem’s failed World Title challenger now Summer Swelter’s tag hopeful strides in from stage left. The Babyfaced Killer moves to the center, widening her slender but sinewy stems and raising her arms high and wide in a ‘V’.
Gabby swings her ebony locks from one shoulder to the other and languidly turns her head in the direction from which she’d emerged.
GABBY MENDOZA
It’s then Charlie XCX breaks over Mendoza’s music, signaling the approach of the Gorgeous One.
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z6RalzPNNpc )
Joining El Gato del Petroleo, the blonde, second gen superstar moves toward her more heralded cohort, staring darts if not daggers at her partner before turning so the partners are side by side.
Dirty blonde Ginnifer is 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.
GINNIFER CHADWICK
The two fail to hook pinkies, as was their wont, and instead walk to the ring slightly separated. Chadwick is aloof, hardly seeming to notice the crowd.
Gabby is less playful than normal, chewing on her trademark Bubblicious but not blowing the normally requisite bubbles she usually pops with a darting tongue to start the process over again. For tonight at least, there are a fair number of the supporters for the title challengers and Mendoza remains on what is for her, her best behavior.
Gabby’s iconic wardrobe is on full display; black lace panties beneath a plaid mini-skirt and a matching black bustier that gives the Latina’s pert bounty a flattering boost. Her tawny legs are encased in thigh high black nylons, adjacent to black pads and boots.
Reaching the ring, the daring duo circle in opposite directions, Gin Blossom ignoring those nearby, Gabby uncharacteristically doing likewise. Meeting at the far corner, the team hops to the apron and climbs through the ropes on either side of the post.
Moving to the middle, Mendoza drops to a knee, Ginnifer standing behind her, removing her shades, noticeably detached from her in-ring bestie as the ring announcer makes the team’s arrival official.
“Our next match is scheduled for one fall with a 30-minute time limit and is for the FAWN Tag Team titles. First, the challengers. Hailing from Irving, Texas, standing five feet five inches tall and weighing in at one hundred and twenty-one pounds. the Babyfaced Killer, Gabby Mendoza. AND. From Savannah, Georgia, standing five feet finches tall and weighing in at a gorgeous one hundred and nineteen pounds, Ginnifer Chadwick. You know. They’re all about that G-Thang.”
The FAWNatics’ reaction is mixed. Both blonde and brunette seem not particularly concerned either way as Gabby and Ginnifer rise and stride to the G corner. Though perhaps not on the best of terms, with gold on the line and the threat of The Standard hanging heavy not only over their title chances but their collective health, G-Thang huddles closely, no doubt conversing about how the increasingly worrisome rampage of the title holders could possibly be stopped.
With the Gs getting on one page with history on the line, a FAWN legend is ready to join them per the infamous crashing chords of 'The World is Not Enough' from Garbage. The FAWNatics turn to the upper stage to curse the vile, villainous tag champs and, just as much or more, their malicious, moneyed manager.
THE WORLD IS NOT ENOUGH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=8C5NLfYdZaE
“I know how to hurt. I know how to heal. I know what to show and what to conceal.”
“I know when to talk. And I know when to touch. No one ever died from wanting too much…”
Even with the debatably dubious team in the ring, the crowd lets fly on the salacious sellouts and their Long Island leader.
A long streak of white light shoots from the rafters as Shirley Manson pronounces “The World Is Not Enough”. At the end of the beam, a strawberry blonde patrician smirks surreptitiously, reveling in the loathing she feels radiating from the concealed hordes.
PORTIA VANBUREN
Fortune’s Favorite is flawless in her immaculate, white tennis togs, namely a form-fitting, Louis Vuitton tank top and short skirt with white socks and thousand-dollar tennies. In her right hand is Precious, her beloved polo mallet. Baby points it to stage right and appearing on cue are the golden-brown warriors of the Gold Standard.
Strapped across their tawny midriffs is the gilded leather signifying their leader’s genius and their growing ability to work in concert and put all other pairings in peril.
The Standard strides to either side of their leader, Alexis shining her belt while Amara slaps hers. They each unstrap and raise their prizes high to the echoing jeers of the FAWNatics. VanBuren points her beauties toward the ring and their next victims, Portia touting and shouting as Suguitan and Singh lead the way in stern silence.
AMARA SINGH
ALEXIS SUGUITAN
Each titleholder glistens in golden two-piece battle gear, sturdy bikini tops complementing tight booty shorts that let the champs’ curves nearly overflow the shimmering spandex. Black boots and pads complete each woman’s identical gear.
Reaching the ring, Portia stares at G-Thang, her predatory grin blossoming. She gives each challenger a soft golf clap at having the honor of being fodder for the Gold Standard’s next defense.
Singh and Sugutian climb to the apron and slip through the ropes, claiming center stage. VanBuren ‘chats’ amiably with the front rows, delighting in humiliating those ignorant enough to taunt her. Moving to the ring steps, the New Yorker ascends nimbly and slides between the top and middle cables. Joining her team, Baby places herself noticeably behind her exotic warriors, patting each champion on a shoulder, letting the grapplers have the spotlight as the ring announcer makes their arrival official.
“And their opponents, accompanied to the ring by their manager, Portia VanBuren the Fourth. Hailing from Manilla, The Philippines at five feet eight inches tall and 134 pounds, the Penthouse Panther…ALEXIS SUGUITAN. And her partner, from Cawnpore, India at five feet six inches and 137 pounds, the Golden Empress…AMARA SINGH! Together they are the Gold Standard and the FAWN Tag Team Champions!”
Amara and Alexis again raise their belts before placing them gently over Baby’s shoulders while Portia draws a microphone to her lips, her menacing gaze on the Gs.
“Ladies. I enjoy your work. I really do. But let’s face it. You’re out of your league tonight. I’m giving you five seconds to leave our ring or your Thang will be our Thang.”
The bratty challengers each offer VanBuren a middle finger while the FAWNatics give her a verbal version of the same.
Portia shakes her head, showing her disappointment. She drops the mic with a shrug, escorting the championship hardware to the outside. While Castle collects the stick and offers it to an attendant, the champs gather in their corner for a moment to decide who will be the head of tonight’s spear. Alexis emerges as the starter for the champs and, after some less than agreeable chirping, Gabby insists she’ll put G-Thang’s best foot forward.
The tawny-skinned grapplers circle, closing in concentric circles until Suguitan reaches out to lock up only to find her arms empty when the smaller, faster Mendoza ducks the Filipino Phenom’s effort. The Babyfaced Killer slips behind her foe and locking around her waist, linking her fingers in front of Alexis’ navel.
The champ has a puzzled look on her face, as if wondering where G-Money thinks she’s going from here. But Gabby shoves forward while sneaking her left foot in front of Suguitan’s and trips the Standardbearer to the deck, Alexis ending on all fours. Mendoza rides her like a collegiate wrestler, showing she can do more than get catty and the FAWNatics give her a hand for maintaining her position through several attempts at an escape from Alexis.
The last scramble leaves Suguitan on her backside, the Latina behind her on one knee, driving the raised version between Alexis’ shoulderblades after gathering control of Suguitan’s wrists. Gabby blows a big pink sugary sphere from her lips, letting it tickle the champ’s right ear before popping it with her darting tongue. She chews her wad next to Alexis’ lobe.
“Ya don’t look so big and bad,” Mendoza chuckles.
She barely gets the words out of her mouth and Alexis is powering up. Perfect pearlies gritting, the Filipino leans into the knee, the title holder accepting the pain involved to get to vertical, Mendoza having to give up the placement of her cap halfway up, going back to her trusty waistlock. Alexis swings a right elbow then a left behind her, blindly hoping to nail Mendoza’s skull but the slippery Gabby ducks and dodges each effort, maintaining her grip.
Frustrated, Alexis uses her size to back G-Money toward a neutral corner, eventually sandwiching the smaller woman into the buckles. A trapped Gabby releases her lock and raises her hands, showing she’s ready to break to get out of trouble. Alexis isn’t as interested in staying on Castle’s good side, thrusting her pelvis back, Alexis pear-shaped behind impaling the slender waist of her challenger.
Gabby grunts from the invasion of her abdomen and a smirking Alexis repeats the bum-bastic ploy, gutting Gabby again, forcing Mendoza’s tiny tush between the top and middle buckles, the Latina folded and wedged between.
“Out of the corner,” Nick complains.
It’s Alexis turn to raise her arms.
“No problem, Nicky Boy,” Suguitan purrs.
The gilded champ turns and snatches a wrist with both hands, eagerly volunteering to help Gabby out of her predicament. With the slightly bent challenger freed, Alexis makes like she’s going to send G-Money on an express to the opposite corner but reels her back into a shortarm clothesline that RIPS Gabby off her feet and PLANTS the Latina’s spine to the canvas.
The hovering Alexis looks down at the rocked Mendoza and facewashes the brat not with the tried and true red stocking of her singles gear but the abrasive boot sole of her golden team attire. Gabby squirms and flails from the abuse, face rosy from the scrapes. She tries to roll out under the bottom rope, but Suguitan snatches an ankle before Gabby’s able and she drags a floundering Mendoza to center stage. She lifts the leg high and SLAMS G-Money’s knee into the thinly-sheathed plywood.
Mendoza howls as she pulls the injured wheel close while a smiling Alexis nods knowingly to her partner and manager. In the opposite corner, Ginnifer pleads with Mendoza to get her ass to the G-Thang corner and Gabby starts to knee-walk in her direction, if with a noticeable limp.
Alexis runs her foe down from behind THWACKING a kick into the back of Gabby’s skull. Mendoza timbers onto her chest and face, knocked into next week and unmoving. Suguitan skids to a stop a few feet from G-Honey and turns Chadwick’s head with an echoing Bytch Slap, removing the taste from the challenger’s mouth.
A furious Gin Blossom storms through the ropes, meaning to scratch the champ’s dark eyes out, but Nick catches her, partially controlling the wild thrashing. A grinning Alexis pulls a woozy Mendoza to her feet, standing behind Gabby. Alexis shows Ginnifer’s partner off to her over the ref’s shoulder, gouging fingers into Mendoza’s nostrils, bringing Gabby squealing back to life. The Filipino then fishhooks Mendoza’s mouth from either side, forcing a brutal smile out of the Babyfaced Killer while Suguitan playfully sticks her tongue out at the raging G-Honey.
Having had her fun, she spins Gabby and heaves the Latina toward the ‘Golden’ corner, Mendoza turning into a ragged back-first collision with the buckles then quickly BURIED by an avalanche splash from Portia’s one-time destroyer but now prized pupil. Gabby sags, the meat in Alexis’ sandwich, while Suguitan reaches over and tags FAWN’s Empress. Singh joins Alexis in the ring but with Castle still trying to force a manic Ginnifer back through the ropes, Alexis decides to stay a while. The fearsome duo each take a wrist and lead a rubber-legged Gabby halfway down the ropes.
Together, the Gold Standard fling Mendoza on her way and move to the middle, Alexis a few feet closer to the rebounding Latina. Suguitan sets as an immovable object in Gabby’s path. Mendoza reflexively tries to leapfrog over, but Alexis catches her mid-thigh with her palms and shoves Gabby HIGH overhead, the Babyfaced Killer flipping through a back body drop. Her battered vertebrae fall not across the mat, however. Instead, the Phenom shows deadly aim in sending Mendoza crashing down across the plank of a genuflecting Amara’s right leg.
The FAWNatics groan in sympathy at the pain surely caused from the flawless double-team and Singh only makes matters worse, pushing a palm under Gabby’s chin to shove down on one side, while her opposite bends the golden-brown Latina into a bow, pushing into the Texan’s near knee.
The landing having likely displaced Gabby’s spinal column, the Subcontinental Siren grinds the bruised backbone over her knee. Only now does Nick have Chadwick back in place, Gin Blossom cursing him as Castle turns his attention back to the action.
“ASK HER!” Amara demands.
Nick can only presume the Gold Standard has played by the rules during the distraction and he does as he’s told, checking to see if Mendoza wants to give up her chance at the tag titles a month after coming up ignominiously short in her fight to end The Dream’s reign.
Gabby groans piteously under the Indian’s savage spine bending, but she doesn’t say the magic words and Singh disdainfully shoves Gabby off her knee. Amara rises and stares down Gin Blossom, the blonde pointing at the champ and threatening her.
“Keep it shut,” comes the husky voice of the Empress. “Or we’ll break you in two, too.”
Aggravation at the slow start and the taunting of the Indian beauty boil over for the blonde and again she slides through the ropes, getting a running start at Amara before Nick intercedes, interrupting Chadwick’s attack.
A grinning Singh yanks a gobsmacked Gabby to her feet and shoves Mendoza back to the Gold Standard corner. The destroyer-class Filipino lifts a long golden-brown, muscular leg high and the Latina’s forehead BANGS into the boot sole of the champ. Gabby’s head snaps back from the impact and she staggers back in Amara’s direction. Singh uses G-Money’s momentum to dip, lift under Gabby’s taut little glutes, turn and DEPOSIT her with a brutal spinebuster that shakes the mat and sends Ginnifer’s hands to her head in disbelief at the growing blowout.
Spinebuster ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=pqtu1SlaeEA ) @00:10
At least Chadwick makes sure to keep Castle busy while Amara covers the splayed Mendoza. Singh quickly realizes she won’t get the pin and rises off the Latina, plucking Gabby’s upper half off the canvas and into a limp seated position where she RAMS several knee blasts between the glazed eyes of the overwhelmed challenger.
Heading for the outside, the Gorgeous One screams at her partner to break free even as the blonde gets loose from Castle and takes her place back in the corner.
Singh pulls the jellied Texan to her feet and leads the demolished Mendoza to the Gold Standard corner. On the floor below, a bored Portia makes a motion for Amara to toss Mendoza to the outside. The Indian grappler shoves Gabby though the cables then turns on Castle, getting in the man’s grill, while Baby stands what’s left of Mendoza against the apron.
Feeling left out of the destruction, Portia collects Precious, gripping the polo mallet just below the head. She holds the weapon close, ready to thrust it into the chin of Fortune’s Favorite. But when VanBuren makes her move, Gabby ducks under and when Portia turns to find Mendoza, the Babyfaced Killer is ready with a toe kick that doubles Baby over, the socialite gasping and dropping her best inanimate friend.
Alexis, having hopped to the floor, plays cavalry for her leader, charging toward Gabby’s six. But Mendoza must hear the cries from the front row. She leaps out of the way and Alexis plows through her manager, Baby gored by her Phenom, Sugutian PLANTING VanBuren into the thinly-padded cement. On her haunches next to her gutted boss, a distraught Alexis runs her fingers through her long ebony locks while a confused Amara breaks free of her conversation with Castle and sticks her head through the cables to check the status of her teammates.
Never shy about breaking a rule, G-Money hides the head of Precious on her hip, leaps to the apron and RAMS the wooden mallet head into the mandible of the Empress. Amara flops back into the ring, ending in a lifeless starfish.
Gabby tosses the polo accessory away and scrambles in as best as her scrambled mind allows. She dives atop the spread-eagled Singh in a cross body for the…
ONE…
TWO…
…a would-be THREE is interrupted when, from the outside, Alexis grabs Gabby’s ankle and pulls her off the barely conscious Singh all the way under the ropes.
Mendoza shakes free of Alexis’ grip while still on the apron and hops to her feet. She leaps toward a startled, wide-eyed Suguitan, legs leading the way. The slender, tawny stems of the Latina snap shut around the Phenom’s temples and a twisting, spinning Mendoza sends Alexis flying with the release headscissors. Fortune’s Favorite isn’t Fate’s Favorite tonight as Suguitan is sent barreling into a rising Portia, the two ending in a pile of torsos and limbs, Portia’s ivory tangled with the golden-brown of her charge.
With two-thirds of the Golden problem eliminated on the outside, the Babyfaced Killer slides under the bottom rope, diving across the still slumbering Singh, covering in a cross body for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
The extra time gives Amara the ability to survive the mallet blow, if barely, slipping a shoulder a few inches off the campus to the dismay of the FAWNatics and Gabby. G-Money, huffing on all fours next to the splayed Empress, has little time to consider her next move before Gorgeous Ginnifer screams for her chance. Gabby nods her head in silence, apparently without the energy to verbalize her acceptance it’s time to tag. She takes a glance at Portia and Alexis, still working the way free from each other, and rises. Figuring she can leave Amara well enough alone with her partner and manager in their depleted state, she stumbles to Chadwick and hands the reigns to the blonde.
Ginnifer, legal for the first time, hustles to the rising Singh. As Amara reaches vertical, Gin Blossom throws a brutal chop block from behind, Amara yelping as her left knee gives way under the sneak attack. The Subcontinental Siren flops to the canvas, grasping at her lower limb.
G-Honey moves to a genuflecting reverse straddle of her foe, collecting the tawny left stem of the champ. Ginnifer leeeans back with the leg in her possession, cinching her single leg crab and torturing the vulnerable Empress, putting immense pressure on Singh’s knee.
Single leg Crab ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsxcpT6PRxQ )
Not nearly ready to end her fun, Ginnifer doesn’t ask for Singh’s surrender, wanting to play with the dangerous but debilitated Indian and show her aptitude to the sellout crowd before taking the gold of the Standard. Finally, Chadwick dismounts a mewling Singh and tears Amara to her feet by her long ebony locks. She moves to Amara’s side, the champ putting all her weight on her right leg while Gin Blossom controls her aching left, folding the limb.
Showing surprising strength, the blonde lifts Amara off the deck, Ginnifer in control, sending Singh up and down, Chadwick dropping Amara’s shin across her extended stem, attempting to crack the tibia of the bigger grappler. Singh howls in pain, pushing away from the challenger and hobbling toward her corner, which remains noticeably empty.
Shinbreaker ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3bZFSbYBcU )
VanBuren and her Filipino Phenom have extricated themselves, but they each sit against the steel barricade, trying to collect their bearings. Singh shouts at her dazed counterparts and doesn’t notice a charging Ginnifer, Chadwick driving a soccer kick into the weakened wheel of the title holder. Amara yelps in agony and pleads in a panic when Chadwick gathers her aching leg, raising it high. Gracefully, the blonde pivots as she drops to the mat, whipping Singh to the canvas with a Dragon Screw.
With a wincing Amara on the canvas, Ginnifer is on her feet quickly, this time in control of both of Singh’s lower limbs. The Gorgeous One steps through, folds the pleading Amara’s legs across each other and twists the Indian to her chest when she spins in a 180, flopping Amara over into a Sharpshooter.
Dragon Screw to Sharpshooter ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYGCEWZuULE )
A smirking Chadwick lowers into a crouch, increasing the pressure on the knotted gams of the Empress.
“Now. You may ask her?” the Gorgeous One alerts Castle.
He does as bid and while Amara bays in anguish, she won’t surrender. She cries out for Alexis and a recovered Suguitan answers the call. Using Nick’s concentration on Singh’s vulnerable position against him, the Filipino destroyer-class fighter slips through the cables unnoticed and breaks up the submission, pushing Ginnifer off, a huge sigh escaping Amara’s pillowy lips as he stems straighten.
Deciding it better to attack the blonde than help her fellow Standardbearer to the champs’ corner, Alexis strides after the stumbling G-Honey. While catching the challenger by her flaxen locks from behind, the nagging Nick demands Suguitan evacuate. Instead, she turns Chadwick to face her and THUMPS a forearm smash into the cheek of the Gorgeous One. Rocked by the force, Gin Blossom can offer little in defense when Alexis drives a toe kick into her ivory abs.
With G-Honey doubled, Alexis pulls her foe’s lowered head between her thighs. She wraps her arms around the gulping midriff of her smaller rival and juggles Ginnifer up her golden-brown frame, ending with a seated Chadwick on her shoulders. Suguitan shuffles toward a neutral corner to blow up the blonde with a turnbuckle power bomb.
Turnbuckle power bomb ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHESe_0S9Q8 ).
But before Alexis can send Ginnifer to her demolition, Chadwick batters away with left-right combos, pounding on the forehead of the Phenom until Alexis can support Gin Blossom no longer. Chadwick escapes her terrifying seat, sliding down Suguitan’s chest.
The blonde shoves the momentarily bewildered champ, creating some space between them. And when Alexis steps to her foe to regain control, Ginnifer surges into a blistering super kick that leaves Suguitan wobbling like a drunk at closing time. Chadwick slides alongside, lacing her near leg with the raven-haired grappler’s. Wrapping an arm around Alexis’ neck, she SLAMS Suguitan to the canvas with a Russian Leg Sweep that’s seamlessly turned into a crossface grip. Ginnifer apparently looking for a submission from the illegal Standardbearer.
Superkick/Russian LegSweep/Crossface ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=dPXjJFceR8o )
With Alexis moaning into the crook of Ginnifer’s encasing elbow, a recovered Singh breaks the hold with a boot to the blonde’s lower spine, for once Castle appreciative of interference by a partner. What he doesn’t count on is the arrival of the Babyfaced Killer, a new pink cube of Bubblicious being worked on as she races into the fray and decks Amara with a dropkick, all four combatants in the field of battle.
Mendoza scrambles to her feet, beating Amara there by a tick. The fiery Latina races toward the Standard’s legal combatant and vaults into the air in front of Singh, lower limbs leading the way. Mendoza’s legs surround the head of the Subcontinental Siren and G-Money rips the bigger woman off her feet, sending Singh tumbling through the air to a harsh landing, the Empress skidding a stop, reaching for her lower spine.
Hurricarana ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=BrJMvSkuw_Y ) @ 00:04
A few feet away, Ginnifer and Alexis are both in recovery mode, reaching vertical.
Portia, perhaps realizing this may be the most dire circumstances of her team’s reign, shouts at Suguitan to attack. The Phenom charges with a double axhandle raised to pound Chadwick into the canvas, but the blonde is ready, digging a toe kick deep into the bronzed tummy of her foe. Moving next to the doubled Suguitan, Gin Blossom wraps Alexis’ head in a front facelock, throwing the Filipino’s near arm over the back of her neck. The challenger latches onto some golden spandex on Suguitan’s hip and loudly grunts as she tries to take Alexis up for a suplex.
She gets the champ halfway there before the bicycling legs of Alexis bring Suguitan back to earth. Undeterred, Ginnifer swings a kneecap into the Filipino’s ribs, drawing a guttural groan from the bigger woman. Gin Blossom tries again and, this time, up she goes, Chadwick showing impressive strength.
The blonde positions her rival, pivoting so the ropes are directly behind G-Honey. She lets Alexis fall, the Filipino’s calves landing atop the rubber-coated steel. The ropes springboard Suguitan the way she came, both up and over. Ginnifer drops to her backside and PLANTS Alexis face-and-chest first with a ring-rattling collision.
With both teams in the ring, Castle seems clueless as to how to stop the riot. With the challengers in control on both ends, Gabby pulling Singh to her feet and Ginnifer doing likewise with Alexis, he yells at G-Thang to do the right thing. They’re uninterested.
Instead, Mendoza and Chadwick bundle their respective foes into opposite corners, VanBuren screaming at her charges to regain control against their smaller opponents, but the Standard seems lost. Ginnifer shouts at Gabby to send Amara on a crash course. Mendoza smiles and nods, blowing an enormous bubble.
Each G whips their foe and a sprinting Amara and Alexis meet dead center in a terrific crash of champions. Heads and chests thump together, a fretting Portia turning away from the collision. Also turning, the titlists who stumble back from the direction they’d come.
Ginnifer collects the returning, staggering Alexis into her arms, tightening her grip for a moment only to heave Suguitan up and over with a flawless belly-to-belly. Alexis flips into a brutal collision with the corner, ending stacked on her shoulders, long legs draping over the middle ropes.
In the opposite direction, Singh teeters toward Mendoza, G-Money having immediately taken to the top buckle as soon as she released the Empress. She launches toward Amara in a flying crossbody everyone in the house knows will flatten the gilded grappler.
Though apparently Amara is late to receive the news. Somehow, she catches the leaping Latina across her chest. And while forced back a step or two, Singh keeps her feet and holds on to the wide-eyed, squirming Texan. It’s surely of little consequence as Ginnifer races at Amara from behind, ready to take Singh off her feet where her partner hadn’t.
But as the blonde charges from the Indian’s blind spot, the Empress seems to understand the circumstances and the stakes. She heaves Gabby over her shoulders in a fallaway slam that forces G-Money into the crossbody splash Mendoza wanted from jump street. Only this collision of frames is Gabby across Gin Blossom and Mendoza crushes the astonished Chadwick beneath her.
Cushioned somewhat by her sandwiched partner, Gabby shoots to her feet and turns to check on her waylaid partner when Singh guts the tummy of the challenger. Doubled and gasping, Gabby can’t stop Amara from pulling her lowered head between the golden-brown thighs of the champion. Wrapping her arms around Gabby’s bruised belly, she leisurely lifts the smaller Babyfaced Killer, flipping Mendoza up her body to a seat on her shoulders before spinning and Power BollyBombing onto the midriff of her downed, flaxen-haired partner.
Power BollyBomb ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=AjSpD_5Lu08 )
The Phenom, having flopped backwards out of her inverted position in the corner, is on her haunches, facing the buckles when Amara drops her Bomb. Alexis looks over a shoulder to see the destruction and naturally wants in. She pushes to her feet and grabs a wrist of the demolished Mendoza, RIPPING the smaller woman to her feet off her teammate. Latching onto a shoulder, she runs the Babyfaced Killer to the ropes and HEAVES Mendoza over, Gabby sent soaring by the powerful Suguitan. The Latina bypasses the outside apron altogether, plummeting straight to the floor below and tumbling into a collision with the steel barricade, the back of Gabby’s skull THUNKING against the metal.
With one G dispatched, Portia directs the Empress to come to her. Singh leaps to the middle rope in front of the Long Island Vixen, grabbing the top and springboarding back to the groaning Gorgeous One. Amara launches blindly into a trust fall of sorts, knowing all too well when she crashes to the deck the only cushion will be a sandwiched Chadwick. She CRUSHES the blonde beneath, her mass forcing the air from G-Honey, a bugeyed Ginnifer jackknifing around Singh then fading to the deck.
Back leaning against the splayed Gin Blossom, the Empress scoots her way into a reverse straddle of Ginnifer’s chest before Castle can get down to count. She nestles her way toward the sweat-slicked face of the blonde, golden-brown booty inching toward her signature sit. Amara slips her calves under the shoulders of her challenger to keep Chadwick pin-free as Amara mounts the flawless face of G-Honey, BURYING Ginnifer in a less-than-storybook Bollywood Ending.
The crowd watches in stunned silence along with a smirking Portia and a comically clapping Alexis as Singh swabs the face of the blonde, smothering out G-Thang’s chances. Ginnifer spasms to life, palms weakly pushing against Singh’s hips but with Chadwick in this state, there’s no moving the Indian grappler. That is until Singh decides.
The Subcontinental Siren dismounts the smeared visage of the barely conscious blonde. Singh rolls Gin Blossom to her chest with a shove and mounts Ginnifer’s near leg, folding the limb up. She steps her straddle across the blonde’s lower back and collects her opposite leg, making it a pair in her possession. Singh expertly stuffs Chadwick’s ankles into her arm pits, laces her fingers under Ginnifer’s chin and goes to work with her inescapable Bollyknot elevated camel clutch.
Bollyknot: ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=_hJ1iW-D8Aw&list=PL48AGjs8xVYOwkNCwnSiloVUQnx15FPqF )
And elevated it becomes when the Indian powerhouse rises to a squatting position, torturing Gin Blossom’s neck, back and legs in a cruel display.
G-Honey pleads for G-Money but Gabby is barely rousing and Alexis stands guard in any case. The Gorgeous One hangs on for a half-dozen seconds before she can take no more, tapping wildly. The strain of the submission showing, Amara releases almost instantly, letting Chadwick drop like a sack of potatoes to the canvas, a mewling Ginnifer stretching out into a face down spreadeagle while reaching for her spinal column.
VanBuren is already marching to the announcer’s table for her team’s property when the man confirms the obvious.
“Your winners by submission and STILL tag team champions. Amara Singh. Alexis Suguitan. The Gold Standard!”
Singh rises and plants a boot on the chest of the softly wriggling blonde while Alexis places one on her gulping ivory tummy, the champs turning to the hard cam as Portia arrives with the belts, handing one to each. She moves to the Singh side of her crew and points them out to the jeering throng, nodding knowingly. Baby looks down at a wincing, humiliated G-Honey.
“Maybe when you become a woman, you’ll know what to do and how to win,” VanBuren snarks, the champs getting every bit out of their money shot before heading for the ropes stage left. As they exit, a recovered Mendoza sneaks under the bottom cable on the opposite side, not wanting to catch the champs’ attention. Thankfully for her, they seem satisfied for the night and head for the ramp to get backstage and celebrate another successful defense.
The late arriving G-Money scoops the grimacing blonde to a seat and pats her face, looking over a shoulder to make the sure the champs don’t have second thoughts about a post-match party. Felling more secure as the title holders slip behind the curtain, Mendoza gingerly lifts the Gorgeous One to her feet, the partners face to weary face in a state of shock and disappointment at coming up short, the Bubbleblower for the second straight month.
Suddenly, the blonde’s arms shoot out and grabbing Gabby’s arms and pulling them across her own throat in a straightjacket. Gabby is stunned, shaking her head, unable to break free from the adrenaline-filled Ginnifer. Slowly the second gen star twists until the women are nearly back to back then lays out, DRIVING the back of Gabby’s skull into the thinly-sheathed plywood with a Straightjacket Neckbreaker.
Straightjacket Neckbreaker ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=-JQGVD6oC18 )
With the Latina semiconscious next to her an irate Ginnifer roughly shoves Gabby to her chest and mounts her in a crouching, forward-facing straddle. She secures the left arm of the dazed Mendoza and leans back in her unbreakable Gorgeous Hammerlock, her specialized version of a camel clutch nearly as match-fatal as the one Amara had made her suffer in moments before tapping away her chances at gold.
The usually composed Gin Blossom screams in anger in front of the silent FAWNatics, the crowd in disbelief as the weakened Gabby squirms uselessly and, with Castle long departed, there’s no one to even scold the raging blonde.
Gorgeous Hammerlock ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1_o2IG7Elo&t=6s ) @4:53
After a dozen frightening seconds, Mendoza is out cold, unable to survive the onslaught of her partner, the Gs standing for good night and good-bye tonight. Refs finally storm the ring and try to pry Ginnifer off, having precious little success until the blonde releases and SLAMS Gabby’s face into the deck, a sickening thud accompanying the bounce of her head, the Latina’s spirit doused and body drained.
Ginnifer rises and shakes off the arms trying to contain her. She stares down at the demolished carcass of her former partner and friend. Noticing the pink wad that’s dribbled from Gabby’s mouth, she plucks it off the canvas and swabs the sugary chaw inside the junk side of her trunks, before pulling it out and stuffing it into the gaping maw of Gabby. Mendoza chokes back to life on the vile insertion Gin Blossom finally seems to gain some semblance of control after teaching who’s really the Money on their team, imploding G-Thang once and for all.
One member of tonight’s would-be champs had already failed to do just that at Mayhem, the Ultimate and Scarlet Image of Human Perfection laying waste to the Terrible Texan in a manner where Mendoza might have been out for months if not for the saving grace of, not her partner, but fellow lovely Latinas, Muy Caliente.
And while the question arose how G-Money felt about not being bailed by G-Honey, likewise many wondered how the blonde felt about the increasing overshadowing with which Gabby eventually eclipsed one bratty former partner and Smartest Girl in the Room and whether the Gorgeous One is on the same path as her predecessor.
All good questions that would have to wait as the speakers crackle to life with the catchy and oddly threatening ‘Bubble Gum Bitch’ from Marina and the Diamonds.
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d1eQLw0Nwto )
The crowd’s adrenaline is pumping when Mayhem’s failed World Title challenger now Summer Swelter’s tag hopeful strides in from stage left. The Babyfaced Killer moves to the center, widening her slender but sinewy stems and raising her arms high and wide in a ‘V’.
Gabby swings her ebony locks from one shoulder to the other and languidly turns her head in the direction from which she’d emerged.
GABBY MENDOZA
It’s then Charlie XCX breaks over Mendoza’s music, signaling the approach of the Gorgeous One.
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z6RalzPNNpc )
Joining El Gato del Petroleo, the blonde, second gen superstar moves toward her more heralded cohort, staring darts if not daggers at her partner before turning so the partners are side by side.
Dirty blonde Ginnifer is 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.
GINNIFER CHADWICK
The two fail to hook pinkies, as was their wont, and instead walk to the ring slightly separated. Chadwick is aloof, hardly seeming to notice the crowd.
Gabby is less playful than normal, chewing on her trademark Bubblicious but not blowing the normally requisite bubbles she usually pops with a darting tongue to start the process over again. For tonight at least, there are a fair number of the supporters for the title challengers and Mendoza remains on what is for her, her best behavior.
Gabby’s iconic wardrobe is on full display; black lace panties beneath a plaid mini-skirt and a matching black bustier that gives the Latina’s pert bounty a flattering boost. Her tawny legs are encased in thigh high black nylons, adjacent to black pads and boots.
Reaching the ring, the daring duo circle in opposite directions, Gin Blossom ignoring those nearby, Gabby uncharacteristically doing likewise. Meeting at the far corner, the team hops to the apron and climbs through the ropes on either side of the post.
Moving to the middle, Mendoza drops to a knee, Ginnifer standing behind her, removing her shades, noticeably detached from her in-ring bestie as the ring announcer makes the team’s arrival official.
“Our next match is scheduled for one fall with a 30-minute time limit and is for the FAWN Tag Team titles. First, the challengers. Hailing from Irving, Texas, standing five feet five inches tall and weighing in at one hundred and twenty-one pounds. the Babyfaced Killer, Gabby Mendoza. AND. From Savannah, Georgia, standing five feet finches tall and weighing in at a gorgeous one hundred and nineteen pounds, Ginnifer Chadwick. You know. They’re all about that G-Thang.”
The FAWNatics’ reaction is mixed. Both blonde and brunette seem not particularly concerned either way as Gabby and Ginnifer rise and stride to the G corner. Though perhaps not on the best of terms, with gold on the line and the threat of The Standard hanging heavy not only over their title chances but their collective health, G-Thang huddles closely, no doubt conversing about how the increasingly worrisome rampage of the title holders could possibly be stopped.
With the Gs getting on one page with history on the line, a FAWN legend is ready to join them per the infamous crashing chords of 'The World is Not Enough' from Garbage. The FAWNatics turn to the upper stage to curse the vile, villainous tag champs and, just as much or more, their malicious, moneyed manager.
THE WORLD IS NOT ENOUGH:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=8C5NLfYdZaE
“I know how to hurt. I know how to heal. I know what to show and what to conceal.”
“I know when to talk. And I know when to touch. No one ever died from wanting too much…”
Even with the debatably dubious team in the ring, the crowd lets fly on the salacious sellouts and their Long Island leader.
A long streak of white light shoots from the rafters as Shirley Manson pronounces “The World Is Not Enough”. At the end of the beam, a strawberry blonde patrician smirks surreptitiously, reveling in the loathing she feels radiating from the concealed hordes.
PORTIA VANBUREN
Fortune’s Favorite is flawless in her immaculate, white tennis togs, namely a form-fitting, Louis Vuitton tank top and short skirt with white socks and thousand-dollar tennies. In her right hand is Precious, her beloved polo mallet. Baby points it to stage right and appearing on cue are the golden-brown warriors of the Gold Standard.
Strapped across their tawny midriffs is the gilded leather signifying their leader’s genius and their growing ability to work in concert and put all other pairings in peril.
The Standard strides to either side of their leader, Alexis shining her belt while Amara slaps hers. They each unstrap and raise their prizes high to the echoing jeers of the FAWNatics. VanBuren points her beauties toward the ring and their next victims, Portia touting and shouting as Suguitan and Singh lead the way in stern silence.
AMARA SINGH
ALEXIS SUGUITAN
Each titleholder glistens in golden two-piece battle gear, sturdy bikini tops complementing tight booty shorts that let the champs’ curves nearly overflow the shimmering spandex. Black boots and pads complete each woman’s identical gear.
Reaching the ring, Portia stares at G-Thang, her predatory grin blossoming. She gives each challenger a soft golf clap at having the honor of being fodder for the Gold Standard’s next defense.
Singh and Sugutian climb to the apron and slip through the ropes, claiming center stage. VanBuren ‘chats’ amiably with the front rows, delighting in humiliating those ignorant enough to taunt her. Moving to the ring steps, the New Yorker ascends nimbly and slides between the top and middle cables. Joining her team, Baby places herself noticeably behind her exotic warriors, patting each champion on a shoulder, letting the grapplers have the spotlight as the ring announcer makes their arrival official.
“And their opponents, accompanied to the ring by their manager, Portia VanBuren the Fourth. Hailing from Manilla, The Philippines at five feet eight inches tall and 134 pounds, the Penthouse Panther…ALEXIS SUGUITAN. And her partner, from Cawnpore, India at five feet six inches and 137 pounds, the Golden Empress…AMARA SINGH! Together they are the Gold Standard and the FAWN Tag Team Champions!”
Amara and Alexis again raise their belts before placing them gently over Baby’s shoulders while Portia draws a microphone to her lips, her menacing gaze on the Gs.
“Ladies. I enjoy your work. I really do. But let’s face it. You’re out of your league tonight. I’m giving you five seconds to leave our ring or your Thang will be our Thang.”
The bratty challengers each offer VanBuren a middle finger while the FAWNatics give her a verbal version of the same.
Portia shakes her head, showing her disappointment. She drops the mic with a shrug, escorting the championship hardware to the outside. While Castle collects the stick and offers it to an attendant, the champs gather in their corner for a moment to decide who will be the head of tonight’s spear. Alexis emerges as the starter for the champs and, after some less than agreeable chirping, Gabby insists she’ll put G-Thang’s best foot forward.
The tawny-skinned grapplers circle, closing in concentric circles until Suguitan reaches out to lock up only to find her arms empty when the smaller, faster Mendoza ducks the Filipino Phenom’s effort. The Babyfaced Killer slips behind her foe and locking around her waist, linking her fingers in front of Alexis’ navel.
The champ has a puzzled look on her face, as if wondering where G-Money thinks she’s going from here. But Gabby shoves forward while sneaking her left foot in front of Suguitan’s and trips the Standardbearer to the deck, Alexis ending on all fours. Mendoza rides her like a collegiate wrestler, showing she can do more than get catty and the FAWNatics give her a hand for maintaining her position through several attempts at an escape from Alexis.
The last scramble leaves Suguitan on her backside, the Latina behind her on one knee, driving the raised version between Alexis’ shoulderblades after gathering control of Suguitan’s wrists. Gabby blows a big pink sugary sphere from her lips, letting it tickle the champ’s right ear before popping it with her darting tongue. She chews her wad next to Alexis’ lobe.
“Ya don’t look so big and bad,” Mendoza chuckles.
She barely gets the words out of her mouth and Alexis is powering up. Perfect pearlies gritting, the Filipino leans into the knee, the title holder accepting the pain involved to get to vertical, Mendoza having to give up the placement of her cap halfway up, going back to her trusty waistlock. Alexis swings a right elbow then a left behind her, blindly hoping to nail Mendoza’s skull but the slippery Gabby ducks and dodges each effort, maintaining her grip.
Frustrated, Alexis uses her size to back G-Money toward a neutral corner, eventually sandwiching the smaller woman into the buckles. A trapped Gabby releases her lock and raises her hands, showing she’s ready to break to get out of trouble. Alexis isn’t as interested in staying on Castle’s good side, thrusting her pelvis back, Alexis pear-shaped behind impaling the slender waist of her challenger.
Gabby grunts from the invasion of her abdomen and a smirking Alexis repeats the bum-bastic ploy, gutting Gabby again, forcing Mendoza’s tiny tush between the top and middle buckles, the Latina folded and wedged between.
“Out of the corner,” Nick complains.
It’s Alexis turn to raise her arms.
“No problem, Nicky Boy,” Suguitan purrs.
The gilded champ turns and snatches a wrist with both hands, eagerly volunteering to help Gabby out of her predicament. With the slightly bent challenger freed, Alexis makes like she’s going to send G-Money on an express to the opposite corner but reels her back into a shortarm clothesline that RIPS Gabby off her feet and PLANTS the Latina’s spine to the canvas.
The hovering Alexis looks down at the rocked Mendoza and facewashes the brat not with the tried and true red stocking of her singles gear but the abrasive boot sole of her golden team attire. Gabby squirms and flails from the abuse, face rosy from the scrapes. She tries to roll out under the bottom rope, but Suguitan snatches an ankle before Gabby’s able and she drags a floundering Mendoza to center stage. She lifts the leg high and SLAMS G-Money’s knee into the thinly-sheathed plywood.
Mendoza howls as she pulls the injured wheel close while a smiling Alexis nods knowingly to her partner and manager. In the opposite corner, Ginnifer pleads with Mendoza to get her ass to the G-Thang corner and Gabby starts to knee-walk in her direction, if with a noticeable limp.
Alexis runs her foe down from behind THWACKING a kick into the back of Gabby’s skull. Mendoza timbers onto her chest and face, knocked into next week and unmoving. Suguitan skids to a stop a few feet from G-Honey and turns Chadwick’s head with an echoing Bytch Slap, removing the taste from the challenger’s mouth.
A furious Gin Blossom storms through the ropes, meaning to scratch the champ’s dark eyes out, but Nick catches her, partially controlling the wild thrashing. A grinning Alexis pulls a woozy Mendoza to her feet, standing behind Gabby. Alexis shows Ginnifer’s partner off to her over the ref’s shoulder, gouging fingers into Mendoza’s nostrils, bringing Gabby squealing back to life. The Filipino then fishhooks Mendoza’s mouth from either side, forcing a brutal smile out of the Babyfaced Killer while Suguitan playfully sticks her tongue out at the raging G-Honey.
Having had her fun, she spins Gabby and heaves the Latina toward the ‘Golden’ corner, Mendoza turning into a ragged back-first collision with the buckles then quickly BURIED by an avalanche splash from Portia’s one-time destroyer but now prized pupil. Gabby sags, the meat in Alexis’ sandwich, while Suguitan reaches over and tags FAWN’s Empress. Singh joins Alexis in the ring but with Castle still trying to force a manic Ginnifer back through the ropes, Alexis decides to stay a while. The fearsome duo each take a wrist and lead a rubber-legged Gabby halfway down the ropes.
Together, the Gold Standard fling Mendoza on her way and move to the middle, Alexis a few feet closer to the rebounding Latina. Suguitan sets as an immovable object in Gabby’s path. Mendoza reflexively tries to leapfrog over, but Alexis catches her mid-thigh with her palms and shoves Gabby HIGH overhead, the Babyfaced Killer flipping through a back body drop. Her battered vertebrae fall not across the mat, however. Instead, the Phenom shows deadly aim in sending Mendoza crashing down across the plank of a genuflecting Amara’s right leg.
The FAWNatics groan in sympathy at the pain surely caused from the flawless double-team and Singh only makes matters worse, pushing a palm under Gabby’s chin to shove down on one side, while her opposite bends the golden-brown Latina into a bow, pushing into the Texan’s near knee.
The landing having likely displaced Gabby’s spinal column, the Subcontinental Siren grinds the bruised backbone over her knee. Only now does Nick have Chadwick back in place, Gin Blossom cursing him as Castle turns his attention back to the action.
“ASK HER!” Amara demands.
Nick can only presume the Gold Standard has played by the rules during the distraction and he does as he’s told, checking to see if Mendoza wants to give up her chance at the tag titles a month after coming up ignominiously short in her fight to end The Dream’s reign.
Gabby groans piteously under the Indian’s savage spine bending, but she doesn’t say the magic words and Singh disdainfully shoves Gabby off her knee. Amara rises and stares down Gin Blossom, the blonde pointing at the champ and threatening her.
“Keep it shut,” comes the husky voice of the Empress. “Or we’ll break you in two, too.”
Aggravation at the slow start and the taunting of the Indian beauty boil over for the blonde and again she slides through the ropes, getting a running start at Amara before Nick intercedes, interrupting Chadwick’s attack.
A grinning Singh yanks a gobsmacked Gabby to her feet and shoves Mendoza back to the Gold Standard corner. The destroyer-class Filipino lifts a long golden-brown, muscular leg high and the Latina’s forehead BANGS into the boot sole of the champ. Gabby’s head snaps back from the impact and she staggers back in Amara’s direction. Singh uses G-Money’s momentum to dip, lift under Gabby’s taut little glutes, turn and DEPOSIT her with a brutal spinebuster that shakes the mat and sends Ginnifer’s hands to her head in disbelief at the growing blowout.
Spinebuster ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=pqtu1SlaeEA ) @00:10
At least Chadwick makes sure to keep Castle busy while Amara covers the splayed Mendoza. Singh quickly realizes she won’t get the pin and rises off the Latina, plucking Gabby’s upper half off the canvas and into a limp seated position where she RAMS several knee blasts between the glazed eyes of the overwhelmed challenger.
Heading for the outside, the Gorgeous One screams at her partner to break free even as the blonde gets loose from Castle and takes her place back in the corner.
Singh pulls the jellied Texan to her feet and leads the demolished Mendoza to the Gold Standard corner. On the floor below, a bored Portia makes a motion for Amara to toss Mendoza to the outside. The Indian grappler shoves Gabby though the cables then turns on Castle, getting in the man’s grill, while Baby stands what’s left of Mendoza against the apron.
Feeling left out of the destruction, Portia collects Precious, gripping the polo mallet just below the head. She holds the weapon close, ready to thrust it into the chin of Fortune’s Favorite. But when VanBuren makes her move, Gabby ducks under and when Portia turns to find Mendoza, the Babyfaced Killer is ready with a toe kick that doubles Baby over, the socialite gasping and dropping her best inanimate friend.
Alexis, having hopped to the floor, plays cavalry for her leader, charging toward Gabby’s six. But Mendoza must hear the cries from the front row. She leaps out of the way and Alexis plows through her manager, Baby gored by her Phenom, Sugutian PLANTING VanBuren into the thinly-padded cement. On her haunches next to her gutted boss, a distraught Alexis runs her fingers through her long ebony locks while a confused Amara breaks free of her conversation with Castle and sticks her head through the cables to check the status of her teammates.
Never shy about breaking a rule, G-Money hides the head of Precious on her hip, leaps to the apron and RAMS the wooden mallet head into the mandible of the Empress. Amara flops back into the ring, ending in a lifeless starfish.
Gabby tosses the polo accessory away and scrambles in as best as her scrambled mind allows. She dives atop the spread-eagled Singh in a cross body for the…
ONE…
TWO…
…a would-be THREE is interrupted when, from the outside, Alexis grabs Gabby’s ankle and pulls her off the barely conscious Singh all the way under the ropes.
Mendoza shakes free of Alexis’ grip while still on the apron and hops to her feet. She leaps toward a startled, wide-eyed Suguitan, legs leading the way. The slender, tawny stems of the Latina snap shut around the Phenom’s temples and a twisting, spinning Mendoza sends Alexis flying with the release headscissors. Fortune’s Favorite isn’t Fate’s Favorite tonight as Suguitan is sent barreling into a rising Portia, the two ending in a pile of torsos and limbs, Portia’s ivory tangled with the golden-brown of her charge.
With two-thirds of the Golden problem eliminated on the outside, the Babyfaced Killer slides under the bottom rope, diving across the still slumbering Singh, covering in a cross body for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
The extra time gives Amara the ability to survive the mallet blow, if barely, slipping a shoulder a few inches off the campus to the dismay of the FAWNatics and Gabby. G-Money, huffing on all fours next to the splayed Empress, has little time to consider her next move before Gorgeous Ginnifer screams for her chance. Gabby nods her head in silence, apparently without the energy to verbalize her acceptance it’s time to tag. She takes a glance at Portia and Alexis, still working the way free from each other, and rises. Figuring she can leave Amara well enough alone with her partner and manager in their depleted state, she stumbles to Chadwick and hands the reigns to the blonde.
Ginnifer, legal for the first time, hustles to the rising Singh. As Amara reaches vertical, Gin Blossom throws a brutal chop block from behind, Amara yelping as her left knee gives way under the sneak attack. The Subcontinental Siren flops to the canvas, grasping at her lower limb.
G-Honey moves to a genuflecting reverse straddle of her foe, collecting the tawny left stem of the champ. Ginnifer leeeans back with the leg in her possession, cinching her single leg crab and torturing the vulnerable Empress, putting immense pressure on Singh’s knee.
Single leg Crab ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsxcpT6PRxQ )
Not nearly ready to end her fun, Ginnifer doesn’t ask for Singh’s surrender, wanting to play with the dangerous but debilitated Indian and show her aptitude to the sellout crowd before taking the gold of the Standard. Finally, Chadwick dismounts a mewling Singh and tears Amara to her feet by her long ebony locks. She moves to Amara’s side, the champ putting all her weight on her right leg while Gin Blossom controls her aching left, folding the limb.
Showing surprising strength, the blonde lifts Amara off the deck, Ginnifer in control, sending Singh up and down, Chadwick dropping Amara’s shin across her extended stem, attempting to crack the tibia of the bigger grappler. Singh howls in pain, pushing away from the challenger and hobbling toward her corner, which remains noticeably empty.
Shinbreaker ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3bZFSbYBcU )
VanBuren and her Filipino Phenom have extricated themselves, but they each sit against the steel barricade, trying to collect their bearings. Singh shouts at her dazed counterparts and doesn’t notice a charging Ginnifer, Chadwick driving a soccer kick into the weakened wheel of the title holder. Amara yelps in agony and pleads in a panic when Chadwick gathers her aching leg, raising it high. Gracefully, the blonde pivots as she drops to the mat, whipping Singh to the canvas with a Dragon Screw.
With a wincing Amara on the canvas, Ginnifer is on her feet quickly, this time in control of both of Singh’s lower limbs. The Gorgeous One steps through, folds the pleading Amara’s legs across each other and twists the Indian to her chest when she spins in a 180, flopping Amara over into a Sharpshooter.
Dragon Screw to Sharpshooter ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYGCEWZuULE )
A smirking Chadwick lowers into a crouch, increasing the pressure on the knotted gams of the Empress.
“Now. You may ask her?” the Gorgeous One alerts Castle.
He does as bid and while Amara bays in anguish, she won’t surrender. She cries out for Alexis and a recovered Suguitan answers the call. Using Nick’s concentration on Singh’s vulnerable position against him, the Filipino destroyer-class fighter slips through the cables unnoticed and breaks up the submission, pushing Ginnifer off, a huge sigh escaping Amara’s pillowy lips as he stems straighten.
Deciding it better to attack the blonde than help her fellow Standardbearer to the champs’ corner, Alexis strides after the stumbling G-Honey. While catching the challenger by her flaxen locks from behind, the nagging Nick demands Suguitan evacuate. Instead, she turns Chadwick to face her and THUMPS a forearm smash into the cheek of the Gorgeous One. Rocked by the force, Gin Blossom can offer little in defense when Alexis drives a toe kick into her ivory abs.
With G-Honey doubled, Alexis pulls her foe’s lowered head between her thighs. She wraps her arms around the gulping midriff of her smaller rival and juggles Ginnifer up her golden-brown frame, ending with a seated Chadwick on her shoulders. Suguitan shuffles toward a neutral corner to blow up the blonde with a turnbuckle power bomb.
Turnbuckle power bomb ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=zHESe_0S9Q8 ).
But before Alexis can send Ginnifer to her demolition, Chadwick batters away with left-right combos, pounding on the forehead of the Phenom until Alexis can support Gin Blossom no longer. Chadwick escapes her terrifying seat, sliding down Suguitan’s chest.
The blonde shoves the momentarily bewildered champ, creating some space between them. And when Alexis steps to her foe to regain control, Ginnifer surges into a blistering super kick that leaves Suguitan wobbling like a drunk at closing time. Chadwick slides alongside, lacing her near leg with the raven-haired grappler’s. Wrapping an arm around Alexis’ neck, she SLAMS Suguitan to the canvas with a Russian Leg Sweep that’s seamlessly turned into a crossface grip. Ginnifer apparently looking for a submission from the illegal Standardbearer.
Superkick/Russian LegSweep/Crossface ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=dPXjJFceR8o )
With Alexis moaning into the crook of Ginnifer’s encasing elbow, a recovered Singh breaks the hold with a boot to the blonde’s lower spine, for once Castle appreciative of interference by a partner. What he doesn’t count on is the arrival of the Babyfaced Killer, a new pink cube of Bubblicious being worked on as she races into the fray and decks Amara with a dropkick, all four combatants in the field of battle.
Mendoza scrambles to her feet, beating Amara there by a tick. The fiery Latina races toward the Standard’s legal combatant and vaults into the air in front of Singh, lower limbs leading the way. Mendoza’s legs surround the head of the Subcontinental Siren and G-Money rips the bigger woman off her feet, sending Singh tumbling through the air to a harsh landing, the Empress skidding a stop, reaching for her lower spine.
Hurricarana ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=BrJMvSkuw_Y ) @ 00:04
A few feet away, Ginnifer and Alexis are both in recovery mode, reaching vertical.
Portia, perhaps realizing this may be the most dire circumstances of her team’s reign, shouts at Suguitan to attack. The Phenom charges with a double axhandle raised to pound Chadwick into the canvas, but the blonde is ready, digging a toe kick deep into the bronzed tummy of her foe. Moving next to the doubled Suguitan, Gin Blossom wraps Alexis’ head in a front facelock, throwing the Filipino’s near arm over the back of her neck. The challenger latches onto some golden spandex on Suguitan’s hip and loudly grunts as she tries to take Alexis up for a suplex.
She gets the champ halfway there before the bicycling legs of Alexis bring Suguitan back to earth. Undeterred, Ginnifer swings a kneecap into the Filipino’s ribs, drawing a guttural groan from the bigger woman. Gin Blossom tries again and, this time, up she goes, Chadwick showing impressive strength.
The blonde positions her rival, pivoting so the ropes are directly behind G-Honey. She lets Alexis fall, the Filipino’s calves landing atop the rubber-coated steel. The ropes springboard Suguitan the way she came, both up and over. Ginnifer drops to her backside and PLANTS Alexis face-and-chest first with a ring-rattling collision.
With both teams in the ring, Castle seems clueless as to how to stop the riot. With the challengers in control on both ends, Gabby pulling Singh to her feet and Ginnifer doing likewise with Alexis, he yells at G-Thang to do the right thing. They’re uninterested.
Instead, Mendoza and Chadwick bundle their respective foes into opposite corners, VanBuren screaming at her charges to regain control against their smaller opponents, but the Standard seems lost. Ginnifer shouts at Gabby to send Amara on a crash course. Mendoza smiles and nods, blowing an enormous bubble.
Each G whips their foe and a sprinting Amara and Alexis meet dead center in a terrific crash of champions. Heads and chests thump together, a fretting Portia turning away from the collision. Also turning, the titlists who stumble back from the direction they’d come.
Ginnifer collects the returning, staggering Alexis into her arms, tightening her grip for a moment only to heave Suguitan up and over with a flawless belly-to-belly. Alexis flips into a brutal collision with the corner, ending stacked on her shoulders, long legs draping over the middle ropes.
In the opposite direction, Singh teeters toward Mendoza, G-Money having immediately taken to the top buckle as soon as she released the Empress. She launches toward Amara in a flying crossbody everyone in the house knows will flatten the gilded grappler.
Though apparently Amara is late to receive the news. Somehow, she catches the leaping Latina across her chest. And while forced back a step or two, Singh keeps her feet and holds on to the wide-eyed, squirming Texan. It’s surely of little consequence as Ginnifer races at Amara from behind, ready to take Singh off her feet where her partner hadn’t.
But as the blonde charges from the Indian’s blind spot, the Empress seems to understand the circumstances and the stakes. She heaves Gabby over her shoulders in a fallaway slam that forces G-Money into the crossbody splash Mendoza wanted from jump street. Only this collision of frames is Gabby across Gin Blossom and Mendoza crushes the astonished Chadwick beneath her.
Cushioned somewhat by her sandwiched partner, Gabby shoots to her feet and turns to check on her waylaid partner when Singh guts the tummy of the challenger. Doubled and gasping, Gabby can’t stop Amara from pulling her lowered head between the golden-brown thighs of the champion. Wrapping her arms around Gabby’s bruised belly, she leisurely lifts the smaller Babyfaced Killer, flipping Mendoza up her body to a seat on her shoulders before spinning and Power BollyBombing onto the midriff of her downed, flaxen-haired partner.
Power BollyBomb ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=AjSpD_5Lu08 )
The Phenom, having flopped backwards out of her inverted position in the corner, is on her haunches, facing the buckles when Amara drops her Bomb. Alexis looks over a shoulder to see the destruction and naturally wants in. She pushes to her feet and grabs a wrist of the demolished Mendoza, RIPPING the smaller woman to her feet off her teammate. Latching onto a shoulder, she runs the Babyfaced Killer to the ropes and HEAVES Mendoza over, Gabby sent soaring by the powerful Suguitan. The Latina bypasses the outside apron altogether, plummeting straight to the floor below and tumbling into a collision with the steel barricade, the back of Gabby’s skull THUNKING against the metal.
With one G dispatched, Portia directs the Empress to come to her. Singh leaps to the middle rope in front of the Long Island Vixen, grabbing the top and springboarding back to the groaning Gorgeous One. Amara launches blindly into a trust fall of sorts, knowing all too well when she crashes to the deck the only cushion will be a sandwiched Chadwick. She CRUSHES the blonde beneath, her mass forcing the air from G-Honey, a bugeyed Ginnifer jackknifing around Singh then fading to the deck.
Back leaning against the splayed Gin Blossom, the Empress scoots her way into a reverse straddle of Ginnifer’s chest before Castle can get down to count. She nestles her way toward the sweat-slicked face of the blonde, golden-brown booty inching toward her signature sit. Amara slips her calves under the shoulders of her challenger to keep Chadwick pin-free as Amara mounts the flawless face of G-Honey, BURYING Ginnifer in a less-than-storybook Bollywood Ending.
The crowd watches in stunned silence along with a smirking Portia and a comically clapping Alexis as Singh swabs the face of the blonde, smothering out G-Thang’s chances. Ginnifer spasms to life, palms weakly pushing against Singh’s hips but with Chadwick in this state, there’s no moving the Indian grappler. That is until Singh decides.
The Subcontinental Siren dismounts the smeared visage of the barely conscious blonde. Singh rolls Gin Blossom to her chest with a shove and mounts Ginnifer’s near leg, folding the limb up. She steps her straddle across the blonde’s lower back and collects her opposite leg, making it a pair in her possession. Singh expertly stuffs Chadwick’s ankles into her arm pits, laces her fingers under Ginnifer’s chin and goes to work with her inescapable Bollyknot elevated camel clutch.
Bollyknot: ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=_hJ1iW-D8Aw&list=PL48AGjs8xVYOwkNCwnSiloVUQnx15FPqF )
And elevated it becomes when the Indian powerhouse rises to a squatting position, torturing Gin Blossom’s neck, back and legs in a cruel display.
G-Honey pleads for G-Money but Gabby is barely rousing and Alexis stands guard in any case. The Gorgeous One hangs on for a half-dozen seconds before she can take no more, tapping wildly. The strain of the submission showing, Amara releases almost instantly, letting Chadwick drop like a sack of potatoes to the canvas, a mewling Ginnifer stretching out into a face down spreadeagle while reaching for her spinal column.
VanBuren is already marching to the announcer’s table for her team’s property when the man confirms the obvious.
“Your winners by submission and STILL tag team champions. Amara Singh. Alexis Suguitan. The Gold Standard!”
Singh rises and plants a boot on the chest of the softly wriggling blonde while Alexis places one on her gulping ivory tummy, the champs turning to the hard cam as Portia arrives with the belts, handing one to each. She moves to the Singh side of her crew and points them out to the jeering throng, nodding knowingly. Baby looks down at a wincing, humiliated G-Honey.
“Maybe when you become a woman, you’ll know what to do and how to win,” VanBuren snarks, the champs getting every bit out of their money shot before heading for the ropes stage left. As they exit, a recovered Mendoza sneaks under the bottom cable on the opposite side, not wanting to catch the champs’ attention. Thankfully for her, they seem satisfied for the night and head for the ramp to get backstage and celebrate another successful defense.
The late arriving G-Money scoops the grimacing blonde to a seat and pats her face, looking over a shoulder to make the sure the champs don’t have second thoughts about a post-match party. Felling more secure as the title holders slip behind the curtain, Mendoza gingerly lifts the Gorgeous One to her feet, the partners face to weary face in a state of shock and disappointment at coming up short, the Bubbleblower for the second straight month.
Suddenly, the blonde’s arms shoot out and grabbing Gabby’s arms and pulling them across her own throat in a straightjacket. Gabby is stunned, shaking her head, unable to break free from the adrenaline-filled Ginnifer. Slowly the second gen star twists until the women are nearly back to back then lays out, DRIVING the back of Gabby’s skull into the thinly-sheathed plywood with a Straightjacket Neckbreaker.
Straightjacket Neckbreaker ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=-JQGVD6oC18 )
With the Latina semiconscious next to her an irate Ginnifer roughly shoves Gabby to her chest and mounts her in a crouching, forward-facing straddle. She secures the left arm of the dazed Mendoza and leans back in her unbreakable Gorgeous Hammerlock, her specialized version of a camel clutch nearly as match-fatal as the one Amara had made her suffer in moments before tapping away her chances at gold.
The usually composed Gin Blossom screams in anger in front of the silent FAWNatics, the crowd in disbelief as the weakened Gabby squirms uselessly and, with Castle long departed, there’s no one to even scold the raging blonde.
Gorgeous Hammerlock ( www.youtube.com/watch?v=D1_o2IG7Elo&t=6s ) @4:53
After a dozen frightening seconds, Mendoza is out cold, unable to survive the onslaught of her partner, the Gs standing for good night and good-bye tonight. Refs finally storm the ring and try to pry Ginnifer off, having precious little success until the blonde releases and SLAMS Gabby’s face into the deck, a sickening thud accompanying the bounce of her head, the Latina’s spirit doused and body drained.
Ginnifer rises and shakes off the arms trying to contain her. She stares down at the demolished carcass of her former partner and friend. Noticing the pink wad that’s dribbled from Gabby’s mouth, she plucks it off the canvas and swabs the sugary chaw inside the junk side of her trunks, before pulling it out and stuffing it into the gaping maw of Gabby. Mendoza chokes back to life on the vile insertion Gin Blossom finally seems to gain some semblance of control after teaching who’s really the Money on their team, imploding G-Thang once and for all.