Post by alyadmirer on Jul 15, 2015 22:37:45 GMT
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer begins, “your following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. Introducing first, from Honolulu, Hawaii, standing five feet eight inches tall, Reagan Atkins... and her partner, from Adelaide, Australia, standing five feet seven inches tall, Mattie Knight... at a combined weight of two hundred and sixty-five pounds, together they are... THE SUUURRRFFF SIIISSSTTTEEERRRSSS!!!!!”
Reagan Atkins...
Mattie Knight...
(“MISIRLOU”:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-y3h9p_c5-M )
The FAWN Arena’s speakers begin to pump out Dick Dale’s “Misirlou”, an instantly recognizable tune that immediately gets nearly the entire crowd on their side--even the ones who’ve not managed to catch any of the action from Albuquerque. Any remaining reluctance on the part of the FAWNatics to embrace the newcomers is eliminated when the curtains part, and two drop dead gorgeous blondes--both of whom have very clearly spent plenty of time on the beach--stride onto the FAWN Arena’s ramp for the first time. Reagan--the slightly taller of the two--sports a flame red two piece, Mattie--the babiest of babyfaces--a purple number in the same style, Atkins and Knight both wearing white pads and NOT wearing any footwear.
Charlie Dawson had warned them: it was next to impossible NOT to be overwhelmed by the jump in scale, from the Left Turn to the FAWN Arena. But the Sisters hardly seemed phased as they race down the aisle, Reagan slapping the hands of those along the right hand side guardrail and Mattie doing likewise with the left. The duo continue on their opposing ways when they reach ringside, continuing to introduce themselves to the FAWNatics, their efforts only interrupted once the blondes reach the announce table.
There, Reagan and Mattie give EACH OTHER a high five, their hands each catching their partner’s backside on the downswing before Knight and Atkins pass by one another, both Sisters now slapping the same hands their partner had.
Stopping at the front of the ramp, Atkins and Knight hop onto the apron side by side, turning their back to the ropes. With a delightful little shimmy, Mattie sends her left hip bumping into Reagan’s right, the blondes then swiveling and, in one languid motion, sweeping through the ropes. Now inside the ring, the former Desert Divas tag champs claim a corner, and as Mattie begins to stretch, Reagan throws her back into the ropes, wrapping her arms around the top strand as she tests the firmness of the cables.
“And their opponents...”
The speakers crackle back to life, pumping out Charli XCX’s “Famous, much to... well, to the confusion of the Orlando faithful.
(“FAMOUS”:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=O7Mabm90wuE )
“First,” the announcer resumes, “hailing from Buffalo, New York... She stands five feet three inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-one pounds. She is the Smartest Girl in the Room, ROSE EVANS! And her partner, from Irving, Texas... She stands five feet five inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-two pounds. Ladies and gentlemen, the Babyfaced Killer, GABBY MENDOZA! Together, they ARE... BAAARRREEELLLYYY LEEEGGGAAALLL!!!!!”
Rose Evans...
Gabby Mendoza...
The music might not have been familiar, but the names surely are, and a cascade of boors begins to reign down. A few moments after that introduction, two lovely young ladies emerge from backstage—with an emphasis on “YOUNG.” Evans and Mendoza stroll down to the ring virtually side by side—Gabby trails perhaps a step behind—to a decidedly lustful reaction from the capacity crowd. Rose—the shorter and more fair skinned of the two—looks fairly impassive as she approaches the ring, intently eying down the two women she was about to go to war against. Her eyes never register the presence of the crowd or waver from the ring. Gabby—just a little taller with a darker complexion—seems a little more aware of her surroundings, and possibly even less impressed with the fans around ringside. But, if she was scowling, the effect is somewhat diluted by the periodic bubbles that Mendoza blows with her gum.
Both women are dressed the exact same way: adorned in black lace panties underneath plaid mini-skirts and matching black bustiers that, with neither of these women likely to be mistaken for Hailey Kennedy, give their bosoms an extremely flattering boost. Both sets of well-shaped legs are encased in thigh high black nylons along with white boots. Climbing onto the apron, Rose and Gabby slip one leg through the ropes, bending deep at the waist as they sweep their upper bodies toward the ring…
… only to stop halfway, their faces sooooooo close to coming into contact.
Mendoza and Evans brush noses, exchanging an Eskimo kiss, before pulling the rest of the way into the ring. And once the referee has checked out both sides for foreign objects, Evans slides back out onto the apron, taking up her station in the Barely Legal corner. While she has a few more words with Gabby, Rose leans against the buckles, letting the Babyfaced Killer massage her shoulders as she waits to see which Surf Sister she would start out against.
Across the ring, Mattie Knight slides through the ropes, leaving Reagan Atkins in the ring to start the match. The bell sounds, bringing blonde and brunette out of their respective corners. “Look at you,” Gabby purrs. “Named after Mee Maw’s favorite President. Guess we can go A LITTLE easy on you, then...”
“Oh, please,” Atkins snaps back, “don’t think you’re gonna have to do us any favors.”
Her piece said, the Hawaiian blonde surges toward her opponent... but Mendoza gets the drop, slipping around Reagan and cinching in a tight waistlock. Atkins’ feet shift apart, her stance broadening as she pries at the lovely latina’s wrists... and after breaking the clasp, Reagan swivels and nuzzles in behind Gabby, answering the brunette’s waistlock with one of her own!
Before the Babyfaced Killer can go to work on popping the lock, Reagan lifts her off her feet, taking Mendoza to the canvas. Atkins drops down after her, and as Gabby works her way up to a seat, the Surf Sister plants one knee between Mendoza’s shoulderblades, reaching around to apply a chinlock. It might not be anything fancy, but Reagan’s display of mat skills still draws an appreciative cheer from the FAWNatics--and a few grunts of pain from Gabby.
Anguished as she might be, however, this wouldn’t secure a submission. Which was fine--all Atkins had really wanted to do was make a point. And with that made, she releases the hold, tugging Mendoza back to her feet with a handful of hair. Claiming a wrist, the blonde starts to send Gabby off with an Irish whip...
... but the young brunette has an answer, reversing it and launching Atkins toward the cables. Mendoza settles into a slight crouch as Reagan barrels back toward her... but her eyes grow wide when the Hawaiian blonde LEAPS toward her, rotating her body to look down at the mat as her legs ensnare Gabby’s midsection. Reagan the swings her upper body through the gap in Gabby’s parted stems, a swift motion that sends the Babyfaced Killer toppling forward. Mendoza lands on her belly, and Atkins reaches back, claiming Gabby’s ankles and CRANKING on them, turning the Barely Legal brat into a Paddlepuss...
(PADDLEPUSS @5:30:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b2Qi7Xo-v5o )
Mere minutes into the match, Mendoza finds her hand hovering over the canvas... but when asked, Gabby shakes her head, refusing to surrender--in spite of the increasingly thunderous encouragement of the FAWNatics to do so. After several seconds, Reagan lets go of the latina’s ankles, allowing Mendoza’s legs to fall to the mat as Atkins pops back to her feet.
Nearly skipping to her corner, Reagan slaps Mattie’s outstretched hand, bringing the Australian blonde into the ring for the first time tonight. Atkins then returns to the Babyfaced Killer, hairhauling Gabby to her feet before sending her on her way with an Irish whip--one that Gabby DOESN’T reverse this time. Instead, the brunette races headlong into a quartet of bare soles, the Surf Sisters cutting her down with a beautiful double dropkick. As Reagan rolls toward the apron, Knight scrambles atop their prey, hooking a leg and securing the...
ONE...
TWO...
NOOOOOO!!!!!!!
Gabby kicks out.
Peeling Mendoza off the mat, Mattie stuffs Gabby’s head under her left arm. Popping her hips, the Aussie blonde hoists the Babyfaced Killer into the air... and then drops her right on her head with a brainbuster. Again, Knight’s hips get to work as the Surf Sister springs off the mat--Gabby in tow. And with a grunt, Mattie muscles Mendoza airborne AGAIN, giving the crowd an encore with a second brainbuster. Applying the lateral press, Knight hooks a leg...
(ROLLING BRAINBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tmCAANDkP7k )
ONE...
TWO...
THNOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Rose Evans sends a boot into Mattie’s back, the Aussie crying out as she’s sent rolling off Gabby. Mendoza starts rolling herself as the official escorts the Smartest Girl in the room back to her corner, the latina dropping to her feet on the floor just a few feet away from Reagan Atkins on the apron. “Cute,” the Hawaiian beauty taunts. “All you need is a little satchel on a stick slung over your shoulder...”
“Listen, you...” Gabby begins to reply, before a blur of motion draws her attention away from the corner. As Atkins had been talking, Mattie had been preparing to act, clutching the top rope and propelling herself over it, Knight rotating in a breathtaking slingshot corkscrew plancha that sends blonde and brunette crashing to the concrete.
(SLINGSHOT CORKSCREW PLANCHA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OOMKuObs5o4 )
Mattie pops to her feet in short out, letting out a triumphant cry that the crowd promptly echoes. Pulling the brunette up off the floor, Knight shovels the Babyfaced Killer back under the bottom rope. Following her into the ring, the Aussie turns toward her corner and tags Reagan. Sauntering to the dazed latina, Atkins pulls Gabby up, but doesn’t let her stay there long before depositing her on her rump with a snapmare. She then leans forward, claiming Mendoza’s right wrist and lifting her arm, folding it above the brunette’s head. She repeats the process with her foe’s left arm before reaching over the wings and clasping her hands together behind Gabby’s back. Atkins uses the double armlock to haul the Barely Legal brat up to her feet... then tumbles backward, slipping her legs around Gabby’s waist and locking in a rib-crushing bodyscissors.
(DOUBLE ARMLOCK BODYSCISSORS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fiK6StSpjW4 )
Tied up as she is, the best Mendoza can do squawk out a “No!” when the official asks if she’s had enough. After a few moments, the brunette manages to set her feet and bridge back, forcing Reagan’s shoulders flat against the mat...
ONE...
TWO...
Atkins releases the armlock and the bodyscissors, nudging Gabby off of her to break the count.
Scrambling to her feet, Reagan snatches up a handful of Gabby’s raven locks... and Mendoza’s talons shoot straight for the Hawaiian beauty’s eyes, raking across them. Releasing her opponent’s locks instantly, Atkins staggers back with a piercing squeal, her left hand flying up to her eyes. To her credit, the former Desert Divas tag champ launches a looping haymaker with her balled right fist...
... but that arm is easily intercepted by the Babyfaced Killer with her right arm. To make matters worse for the blonde, Gabby swings OVER Reagan, her left arm wrapping around Atkins’ neck. Mendoza then falls to her back, tugging the blinding blonde down and DRIVING the crown of her skull into the mat with a floatover DDT.
(FLOATOVER DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BDMTLmnkQ4M )
Not bothering to climb to her feet, Gabby scampers to the Barely Legal corner on all fours, diving to slap Rose Evans’ hand. The Smartest Girl in the Room immediately scales her way to the top rope, sinking into a crouch as Atkins struggles to rise.
“REAGAN, LOOK OUT!!!” Mattie shouts. Sage advice, but not one that the Hawaiian blonde can really follow at this point, her vision still exceedingly blurry thanks to Gabby’s fingernails. That allows Rose to catch the unsuspecting Atkins with a flying knee to the temple, the Rose Spike putting the Surf Sister back on the mat, face down and twitching.
(ROSE SPIKE @0:04:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=w-ACNU1k2TU )
Making her way to the fallen blonde with a sassy swish of her hips, Evans stoops down and hairhauls the woozy Reagan to her feet. Lacing her left arm around the blonde’s neck, muscling Atkins up, seemingly for a vertical suplex--only instead of falling backward, Rose stays on her feet, TOSSING the Hawaiian away with her She Loves Me.
(SHE LOVES ME:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCLca-HKK1g )
Of course, for a move with such a name, there can be only one follow-up. Yanking the FAWN rookie off the deck, Evans nudges her head under Reagan’s left arm as she wraps her arms tightly around Atkins’ belly. Then, with a snarl, the Smartest Girl in the Room powers Reagan aloft, SPIKING the former Desert Divas tag champ’s head and shoulders into the mat with her She Loves Me Not.
(SHE LOVES ME NOT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJ6VBZG_Vak )
A cover MIGHT have netted Barely Legal the victory, but instead, Rose prances to her corner, slapping the offered hand of Gabby Mendoza. Much as her BFF had done, the Babyfaced Killer starts to climb her way toward the top turnbuckle. But Evans doesn’t imitate her partner from moments ago, instead returning to the fallen Surf Sister. Hairhauling Reagan to her feet, Rose slips her arms underneath Atkins’, cinching in a full nelson as Gabby takes flight. The dark haired latina lands on her feet in front of Reagan, her hand slicing the air to BLAST the Hawaiian’s cheek with a bytch slap.
“C’mon, ref!” Mattie protests, Reagan staggering away as Rose releases the full nelson. “Get one of those bytches out of there.” Evans blows a kiss the Aussie’s way before sauntering back to the Barely Legal corner. Meanwhile, Mendoza advances on the stumbling Surf Sister, claiming one of her wrists and setting her feet. But as she starts to whip Atkins toward the ropes, Gabby has just enough time to notice the blonde’s clearing eyes narrowing in anger before Reagan reverses the whip.
Instead, it’s a wide-eyed Babyfaced Killer than is sent sprinting into the cables. Reagan sinks into a crouch, scooping Gabby off her feet... but just as it appears the Surf Sisters are ready to turn the tide back in THEIR favor, Mendoza’s legs slip around Atkins’ noggin, the youngster executing a tilt-a-whirl headscissors that sends the Hawaiian beauty flying toward the ropes...
... alongside the Barely Legal corner.
Springing back to her feet, Gabby turns to the referee and begins to engage him in a spirited conversation on how appallingly John Green was being treated on Tumblr. Of course, she has ulterior motives for such a debate, but she engages with such a passion that the referee CAN’T look past her. If he could, no doubt he would probably see that Rose Evans had dropped to the floor, and was using Reagan’s golden locks to pull the Surf Sister’s throat down tight across the middle rope.
“REF!!!” Mattie Knight beseeches the clueless zebra, but when he remains tied up with the Babyfaced Killer, she starts to slip through the ropes herself. Gabby immediately grabs the referee’s shoulders and spins him around, so that he can spot the intrusion. And she gives him the slightest little push, to encourage him toward cutting off the Aussie--not that he needed it. As the official enters into a MUCH more heated debate (and LEGITIMATELY passionate) debate with the blonde, Mendoza skips over to the kicking and gasping Atkins. Claiming the top rope with both hands, the brunette leaves her feet, bringing her knees crashing down against Reagan’s shoulders. As Rose continues to choke out the Surf Sister, now with Gabby’s weight giving her a helping hand, Mendoza wiggles her hips as she blows a bubble.
Gabby dismounts an instant after Rose releases Reagan’s mane, the Smartest Girl in the Room rolling in underneath the bottom of the ropes. Climbing to her feet, Evans claps her hands and Mendoza slips out of the ring. A red-faced Atkins melts away from the rubber coated steel, wheezing as she starts to crawl away from the ropes. With the referee finally making progress in getting Mattie back to her corner, Rose flattens Atkins with a stomp to the back. Pushing the groaning blonde over with her boot, Evans takes her left ankle and lifts her leg. And just as the official turns back to the action, the Smartest Girl in the room steps around the gam, falling to the mat and locking in a figure four leglock.
Confused by the sight of a smiling and waving Gabby Mendoza in the Barely Legal corner, the referee turns to the crowd. “Was there a tag?” he asks.
“NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!” comes the overwhelming response of the FAWNatics.
“Rose,” the referee mutters, “did you tag?”
“Of course I did, halfwit,” Evans snaps back. “I know they say you referees are blind, but are you DEAF as well?”
Come to think of it, he COULD remember hearing the strike of palm on palm. So he shrugs his shoulders and drops to one knee beside the writhing, moaning Hawaiian blonde. “How about it, Reagan?” he asks. “I can end this. Just say the word.”
“Fuuuuhhhh... fuuuuuhhhhhhhh... forget ittttt...” Atkins hisses. “This bytch is gonna have to BREAK my leeEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHSSSSSSSSHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Reagan’s defiant, if anguished, protest because a shriek of pure agony--thanks in large part to Rose Evans claiming the middle rope with both hands, hoisting her upper body off the mat and increasing the pressure--quite illegally--on the Surf Sister’s stems. The FAWNatics immediately begin imploring the referee to look up, but he seems FAR more concerned with Reagan’s health. “Do you give, Reagan?” he asks again.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” Atkins screams, her eyes snapping shut as both hands fly to RIP at her hair. “AHHHHHHHHHHHFFFFFFUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“GAWDDAMMIT, REF!!!” Mattie Knight shouts from her corner. “SHE’S GOT THE F*CKING ROPES!!!!”
The zebra finally casts his eyes upward... but a tick too late, Rose having released the cable--and with Gabby’s boot pressing down on the rubber coated steel, there isn’t even a telltale vibration to expose the brats’ cheating. Shaking his head, suspecting that he probably HAD been played, the ref looks back to Atkins. “C’mon, Reagan,” he pleads with her. “Don’t risk your wheels on one match...”
The Hawaiian beauty doesn’t respond. Indeed, she lays flat against the mat. And with little sign of continued consciousness, he begins to slap off the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Reagan thrusts a fist into the air.
More than that, the Surf Sister props herself up with her other elbow, her hips beginning to rock side to side in an effort to generate momentum. Now, Rose Evans wasn’t known as the Smartest Girl in the Room without reason. It’s immediately obvious to her what Reagan is wanting to do, and she shakes her head in the negative--not a plaintive shake of the head, but an arrogant gesture of confidence. Further making her case, Evans gives Atkins’ ankle a savage counterclockwise tug...
... but the Hawaiian blonde is every bit as stubborn as her opponent is clever, and SHE ROLLS OVER!!! The figure four reversed, it’s now Rose’s turn to shriek in agony, especially when Atkins presses her palms flat against the mat and pushes her upper body into the air. Alas, it logically follows that if the ropes were close enough for Evans to grasp with nefarious intent, they are close enough for her to now grasp to save herself--and she does. The official calls for a break, and it takes until the count of three to get these two sets of shapely gams untied from one another.
Both women struggle to rise, and to the delight of the FAWNatics, it’s the Surf Sister who regains her footing first. With Evans on one knee, Reagan sends a kick toward the kneeling brat--but her foot is caught. Rising the rest of the way, Rose abruptly falls back to the canvas, swinging her free arm and slamming it into the pit of Atkins’ trapped knee. The Rose Twist sends the Hawaiian beauty tumbling across the ring, Reagan curling up to clutch the wounded joint as she comes to a halt.
(ROSE TWIST:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cV82ofjpHxA )
Claiming the ankle a couple of feet south of that now throbbing knee, Evans drags Reagan into the Barely Legal corner. Gabby Mendoza reaches over the top rope, patting Rose on the ankle. The referee indicates a tag, but the Smartest Girl in the Room doesn’t let go. Instead, she sends kick after kick into the back of Atkins’ knee as the Babyfaced Killer re-enters the ring and circles to the blonde’s head.
Mattie starts to slip a leg through the ropes... and Rose releases Reagan’s ankle an instant later. Meanwhile, Gabby drops to a seat above Atkins’ noggin and snakes her succulent gams around Reagan’s skull in a figure four headscissors. The Surf Sister’s hands soon fly to Gabby’s flexing thighs, clawing and scratching in an effort to secure her freedom...
... but in spite of a pained grimace, Mendoza just blows another bubble.
Unable to pry her way loose, Reagan’s next effort involves her legs--and that proves more successful, the blonde able to hook her ankles around the bottom rope. “Alright, Gabby,” the ref barks. “Break it.”
Mendoza breaks... not the hold, but her bubble--with a loud pop.
“ONE!”
The Babyfaced Killer’s jaws go to work, wadding the gum into a tight ball inside her mouth...
“TWO!”
Bringing a hand up to her lips, Gabby spits the gooey wad into her fingers...
“THREE!”
A smirking Mendoza squishes the confectionary dead center to Reagan’s forehead, the FAWNatics unloading with jeers...
“FOUR!”
The latina releases the headscissors, scooting back before climbing to her feet. Hairhauling Atkins up as well, Gabby wraps her arm around Reagan’s neck and grabs a handful of bikini bottoms, preparing to administer a snap suplex... only instead, the Hawaiian beauty hooks a leg, rocks back, and rolls Mendoza into a tight small package!
ONE...
TWO...
Rose might be the Smartest Girl in the room, but even she can be caught flatfooted. By the time she is able to overcome her shock at Atkins’ counter, there’s no time for her to burst through the ropes and make the save...
THRENOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Gabby kicks out just in time, rolling to her knees and looking up in alarm at the official. To her relief, he only holds up two fingers. But that hesitation gives Reagan enough time to regain her footing, a swipe of her hand sending the wadded gum flying off her forehead. As Mendoza tries to make up for lost time, the Surf Sister vaults into the air, catching the Babyfaced Killer with a dropkick.
Reagan doesn’t need any head start to beat Gabby back to her feet this time, and nudging her head under Mendoza’s right arm, she reaches HER right arm across the latina’s chest. The blonde surf babe then hups the Babyfaced Killer off her feet, her free arm wrapping around against Gabby’s back. The Surf Sister then EXPLODES into a backward tumble, emphatically putting the Barely Legal brat In the Pocket.
(IN THE POCKET:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9EJ8vfaz-34 )
With Gabby sufficiently put down, a rising Reagan DIVES toward her corner. Coming out of her forward roll, Atkins LUNGES and slaps the hand of Mattie Knight just as Mendoza STARTS to picks herself up. The fully fresh Aussie takes the top rope with both hands, rocking back and propelling herself onto the cable just as the Babyfaced Killer begins to turn toward her. Springboarding off the strand, Mattie brings the crowd to its feet when her soles SLAM into Gabby’s bosom.
(SLINGSHOT SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK @5:18:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=u833AQz8qd8 )
With the Barely Legal brunette sent rolling over onto her stomach, Rose Evans shoots through the ropes, charging the rising blonde and launching a haymaker... that Knight ducks. Slamming on the brakes as best she can, the Smartest Girl in the room tries to pivot around, but before she can, Mattie grabs her shoulders with both hands, springing off her feet and tucking her knees up against Rose’s shoulderblades. When she feels back, the lungblower sends the Smartest Girl in the Room shooting back into the air, Rose’s momentum sending her spilling under the bottom rope after she hits the mat.
The Aussie beauty kips back to her feet, landing in front of a woozy, swaying Gabby... and she doesn’t remain there long. Grabbing the back of Mendoza’s head, Knight’s knees rise to meet the latina’s bosom, the other half of Barely Legal ending up on the receiving end of an inverted lungblower. Gabby topples to her back, left in a splattered starfish as Mattie rises and takes off toward the ropes. Rebounding off the strands, the Surf Sister enters into a tumbling run, coming out of the handspring to drop both her knees into Mendoza’s belly.
Some women might have gone for a cover, but Mattie Knight seems FAR too energized, the beautiful blonde shooting back to her feet and yanking Gabby up as well with a handful of hair. Shoving the Babyfaced Killer into a standing headscissors, the Aussie powers Mendoza aloft before swinging around and DRIVING her to the mat, Gabby sent bouncing over to her back and left Sucking Dry.
(SUCKING DRY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=UC5fvsqN0jw )
Bouncing back to verticality, Mattie can’t help but notice Gabby’s perfect alignment with the near corner. Skipping over Mendoza’s motionless frame, the Aussie blonde climbs to the top rope, pausing JUST long enough to steady herself before launching into a beautiful Hang Ten...
(HANG TEN:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPQq8hpPdOQ )
... THAT CONNECTS!!!!! Mattie’s belly ‘THWACK’s down across Gabby’s, the Babyfaced Killer’s legs sailing into the air. Knight deftly takes a seat atop the backs of her thighs, the FAWNatics ready to erupt as the official slaps off the...
ONE...
TWO...
THREEEEE?
?
Before the official’s hand can hit the mat for the final time, he is YANKED out of the ring by the ankles by the Smartest Girl in the Room. The referee is left momentarily dumbfounded, unable to do much more than gape at an unrepentant Evans.
But someone who CAN act, now that she’s had a few minutes to recover, is Reagan Atkins. Returning to the ring, the Hawaiian beauty sails through the air, her suicide dive catching Rose... but also, inadvertently catching the referee in its wake. All three people go down in a heap, leaving Knight and Mendoza alone in the ring.
Sensing that there’s no rush, Mattie moves to the same corner from which she had launched her Hang Ten, taking a seat on the top turnbuckle as she waits for Gabby to rise. It takes a few moments, but eventually, the Babyfaced Killer does, Mendoza on visibly jellied legs, swaying side to side as she begins to turn toward the corner. Knight doesn’t miss her cue, flying toward and claiming a double handful of Gabby’s hair, SLAMMING the Barely Legal brunette’s mug into the mat with a tornado sitout facebuster.
(TORNADO SITOUT FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbnYjm7NgGw )
Down on the floor, Reagan Atkins scrapes Rose Evans off the floor and prepares to whip her toward the steel steps. Instead, the Smartest Girl in the Room digs in her heels, her instinct for self preservation taking over and allowing her to reverse the whip. Evans falls to one knee as the Hawaiian CRASHES into the steps, back first. But while she had saved herself, Rose isn’t yet in much shape to help her partner...
... but of course, Rose and Gabby have friends.
Darla Diane Davis...
Only a few FAWNatics had noticed one of those friends heading down the ramp, Darla Diane Davis sliding under the bottom rope behind Mattie Knight. The Aussie beauty remains utterly unaware of the intruder, until the buxom blonde snags the Surf Sister in a full nelson. Lifting Mattie off her feet, Three D swings Knight side to side... before muscling her up and BLASTING her into the mat via a full nelson slam.
(FULL NELSON SLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=51iWdVXPpIE )
On the floor, Rose has finally managed to make it back to both feet--and seeing matters in hand in the ring, the Smartest Girl in the Room lumbers over to a mewling Reagan Atkins. Grasping a handful of blonde locks, Evans pulls the Surf Sister up to her knees before turning Reagan to face the steps. Rose then SLAMS Atkins’ forehead into the edge of the top step, the Barely Legal brat snarling as she keeps the pressure on, scraping Reagan’s noggin to and fro. The Hawaiian blonde shrieks in torment, but can do little else.
Meanwhile, Darla Diane uses a handful of hair to pull Mattie Knight up to her knees... but things go from bad to worse for the Surf Sister when Davis’ hands move south. Curling her fingers into talons, Three D PLUNGES both hands into Knight’s juggs, using her dual breast claws to first lift the Aussie to her feet and then OFF them. Tears are just beginning to streak down Mattie’s cheeks when the voluptuous blonde force of nature sits out, swinging Knight down between her parted stems and OBLITERATING the Surf Sister with her Beach Bomb powerbomb.
Darla Diane then moves to Gabby Mendoza, and gives the nearly senseless Babyfaced Killer a much needed helping hand back to her feet. As the brunette slumps back against the ropes, Davis drops and rolls out of the ring, next turning her ministrations to the official. Meanwhile, Rose Evans FINALLY eases Reagan’s face away from the steel... only to send her forehead SLAMMING into the top step one last time at full force. With a fading moan, Atkins rolls over as she melts against the metal, her face almost fully masked in crimson... a sight which brings a chilling smile to Rose’s lips.
Inside the ring, Gabby pushes off the ropes as Mattie rises. Ignoring her fatigue, the latina charges toward her prey, vaulting into the air. Grabbing the back of Knight’s head, Mendoza raises her knees to the Aussie’s jaw, falling back and Bursting the Surf Sister’s Bubble. Mattie is sent rocking back on her heels, her arms windmilling for just a moment before she topples backward. And as Three D carpetrolls a dazed but conscious official back into the ring, Mendoza collapses across Knight’s chest, straining to reach and hook a leg.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!!!!!!!
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer informs an outraged FAWN Arena while Rose Evans returns to the ring, “your winners, via pinfall... BAAARRREEELLLYYY LEEEGGGAAALLL!!!!!”
The Smartest Girl in the Room assists her BFF back to her feet, then pulls Gabby into a reassuring hug. And as the referee raises Mendoza’s hand in triumph, Rose places a light kiss on the Babyfaced Killer’s forehead. Meanwhile, Darla Diane Davis backpedals up the aisle, looking on in satisfaction. So a couple of developmental bytches thought they could come in here and stake their claim to being the future?
No, Davis thinks with a shake of her head. Generation Next remains FAWN’s future...
Reagan Atkins...
Mattie Knight...
(“MISIRLOU”:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=-y3h9p_c5-M )
The FAWN Arena’s speakers begin to pump out Dick Dale’s “Misirlou”, an instantly recognizable tune that immediately gets nearly the entire crowd on their side--even the ones who’ve not managed to catch any of the action from Albuquerque. Any remaining reluctance on the part of the FAWNatics to embrace the newcomers is eliminated when the curtains part, and two drop dead gorgeous blondes--both of whom have very clearly spent plenty of time on the beach--stride onto the FAWN Arena’s ramp for the first time. Reagan--the slightly taller of the two--sports a flame red two piece, Mattie--the babiest of babyfaces--a purple number in the same style, Atkins and Knight both wearing white pads and NOT wearing any footwear.
Charlie Dawson had warned them: it was next to impossible NOT to be overwhelmed by the jump in scale, from the Left Turn to the FAWN Arena. But the Sisters hardly seemed phased as they race down the aisle, Reagan slapping the hands of those along the right hand side guardrail and Mattie doing likewise with the left. The duo continue on their opposing ways when they reach ringside, continuing to introduce themselves to the FAWNatics, their efforts only interrupted once the blondes reach the announce table.
There, Reagan and Mattie give EACH OTHER a high five, their hands each catching their partner’s backside on the downswing before Knight and Atkins pass by one another, both Sisters now slapping the same hands their partner had.
Stopping at the front of the ramp, Atkins and Knight hop onto the apron side by side, turning their back to the ropes. With a delightful little shimmy, Mattie sends her left hip bumping into Reagan’s right, the blondes then swiveling and, in one languid motion, sweeping through the ropes. Now inside the ring, the former Desert Divas tag champs claim a corner, and as Mattie begins to stretch, Reagan throws her back into the ropes, wrapping her arms around the top strand as she tests the firmness of the cables.
“And their opponents...”
The speakers crackle back to life, pumping out Charli XCX’s “Famous, much to... well, to the confusion of the Orlando faithful.
(“FAMOUS”:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=O7Mabm90wuE )
“First,” the announcer resumes, “hailing from Buffalo, New York... She stands five feet three inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-one pounds. She is the Smartest Girl in the Room, ROSE EVANS! And her partner, from Irving, Texas... She stands five feet five inches tall and weighs in at one hundred and twenty-two pounds. Ladies and gentlemen, the Babyfaced Killer, GABBY MENDOZA! Together, they ARE... BAAARRREEELLLYYY LEEEGGGAAALLL!!!!!”
Rose Evans...
Gabby Mendoza...
The music might not have been familiar, but the names surely are, and a cascade of boors begins to reign down. A few moments after that introduction, two lovely young ladies emerge from backstage—with an emphasis on “YOUNG.” Evans and Mendoza stroll down to the ring virtually side by side—Gabby trails perhaps a step behind—to a decidedly lustful reaction from the capacity crowd. Rose—the shorter and more fair skinned of the two—looks fairly impassive as she approaches the ring, intently eying down the two women she was about to go to war against. Her eyes never register the presence of the crowd or waver from the ring. Gabby—just a little taller with a darker complexion—seems a little more aware of her surroundings, and possibly even less impressed with the fans around ringside. But, if she was scowling, the effect is somewhat diluted by the periodic bubbles that Mendoza blows with her gum.
Both women are dressed the exact same way: adorned in black lace panties underneath plaid mini-skirts and matching black bustiers that, with neither of these women likely to be mistaken for Hailey Kennedy, give their bosoms an extremely flattering boost. Both sets of well-shaped legs are encased in thigh high black nylons along with white boots. Climbing onto the apron, Rose and Gabby slip one leg through the ropes, bending deep at the waist as they sweep their upper bodies toward the ring…
… only to stop halfway, their faces sooooooo close to coming into contact.
Mendoza and Evans brush noses, exchanging an Eskimo kiss, before pulling the rest of the way into the ring. And once the referee has checked out both sides for foreign objects, Evans slides back out onto the apron, taking up her station in the Barely Legal corner. While she has a few more words with Gabby, Rose leans against the buckles, letting the Babyfaced Killer massage her shoulders as she waits to see which Surf Sister she would start out against.
Across the ring, Mattie Knight slides through the ropes, leaving Reagan Atkins in the ring to start the match. The bell sounds, bringing blonde and brunette out of their respective corners. “Look at you,” Gabby purrs. “Named after Mee Maw’s favorite President. Guess we can go A LITTLE easy on you, then...”
“Oh, please,” Atkins snaps back, “don’t think you’re gonna have to do us any favors.”
Her piece said, the Hawaiian blonde surges toward her opponent... but Mendoza gets the drop, slipping around Reagan and cinching in a tight waistlock. Atkins’ feet shift apart, her stance broadening as she pries at the lovely latina’s wrists... and after breaking the clasp, Reagan swivels and nuzzles in behind Gabby, answering the brunette’s waistlock with one of her own!
Before the Babyfaced Killer can go to work on popping the lock, Reagan lifts her off her feet, taking Mendoza to the canvas. Atkins drops down after her, and as Gabby works her way up to a seat, the Surf Sister plants one knee between Mendoza’s shoulderblades, reaching around to apply a chinlock. It might not be anything fancy, but Reagan’s display of mat skills still draws an appreciative cheer from the FAWNatics--and a few grunts of pain from Gabby.
Anguished as she might be, however, this wouldn’t secure a submission. Which was fine--all Atkins had really wanted to do was make a point. And with that made, she releases the hold, tugging Mendoza back to her feet with a handful of hair. Claiming a wrist, the blonde starts to send Gabby off with an Irish whip...
... but the young brunette has an answer, reversing it and launching Atkins toward the cables. Mendoza settles into a slight crouch as Reagan barrels back toward her... but her eyes grow wide when the Hawaiian blonde LEAPS toward her, rotating her body to look down at the mat as her legs ensnare Gabby’s midsection. Reagan the swings her upper body through the gap in Gabby’s parted stems, a swift motion that sends the Babyfaced Killer toppling forward. Mendoza lands on her belly, and Atkins reaches back, claiming Gabby’s ankles and CRANKING on them, turning the Barely Legal brat into a Paddlepuss...
(PADDLEPUSS @5:30:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=b2Qi7Xo-v5o )
Mere minutes into the match, Mendoza finds her hand hovering over the canvas... but when asked, Gabby shakes her head, refusing to surrender--in spite of the increasingly thunderous encouragement of the FAWNatics to do so. After several seconds, Reagan lets go of the latina’s ankles, allowing Mendoza’s legs to fall to the mat as Atkins pops back to her feet.
Nearly skipping to her corner, Reagan slaps Mattie’s outstretched hand, bringing the Australian blonde into the ring for the first time tonight. Atkins then returns to the Babyfaced Killer, hairhauling Gabby to her feet before sending her on her way with an Irish whip--one that Gabby DOESN’T reverse this time. Instead, the brunette races headlong into a quartet of bare soles, the Surf Sisters cutting her down with a beautiful double dropkick. As Reagan rolls toward the apron, Knight scrambles atop their prey, hooking a leg and securing the...
ONE...
TWO...
NOOOOOO!!!!!!!
Gabby kicks out.
Peeling Mendoza off the mat, Mattie stuffs Gabby’s head under her left arm. Popping her hips, the Aussie blonde hoists the Babyfaced Killer into the air... and then drops her right on her head with a brainbuster. Again, Knight’s hips get to work as the Surf Sister springs off the mat--Gabby in tow. And with a grunt, Mattie muscles Mendoza airborne AGAIN, giving the crowd an encore with a second brainbuster. Applying the lateral press, Knight hooks a leg...
(ROLLING BRAINBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tmCAANDkP7k )
ONE...
TWO...
THNOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Rose Evans sends a boot into Mattie’s back, the Aussie crying out as she’s sent rolling off Gabby. Mendoza starts rolling herself as the official escorts the Smartest Girl in the room back to her corner, the latina dropping to her feet on the floor just a few feet away from Reagan Atkins on the apron. “Cute,” the Hawaiian beauty taunts. “All you need is a little satchel on a stick slung over your shoulder...”
“Listen, you...” Gabby begins to reply, before a blur of motion draws her attention away from the corner. As Atkins had been talking, Mattie had been preparing to act, clutching the top rope and propelling herself over it, Knight rotating in a breathtaking slingshot corkscrew plancha that sends blonde and brunette crashing to the concrete.
(SLINGSHOT CORKSCREW PLANCHA:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=OOMKuObs5o4 )
Mattie pops to her feet in short out, letting out a triumphant cry that the crowd promptly echoes. Pulling the brunette up off the floor, Knight shovels the Babyfaced Killer back under the bottom rope. Following her into the ring, the Aussie turns toward her corner and tags Reagan. Sauntering to the dazed latina, Atkins pulls Gabby up, but doesn’t let her stay there long before depositing her on her rump with a snapmare. She then leans forward, claiming Mendoza’s right wrist and lifting her arm, folding it above the brunette’s head. She repeats the process with her foe’s left arm before reaching over the wings and clasping her hands together behind Gabby’s back. Atkins uses the double armlock to haul the Barely Legal brat up to her feet... then tumbles backward, slipping her legs around Gabby’s waist and locking in a rib-crushing bodyscissors.
(DOUBLE ARMLOCK BODYSCISSORS:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=fiK6StSpjW4 )
Tied up as she is, the best Mendoza can do squawk out a “No!” when the official asks if she’s had enough. After a few moments, the brunette manages to set her feet and bridge back, forcing Reagan’s shoulders flat against the mat...
ONE...
TWO...
Atkins releases the armlock and the bodyscissors, nudging Gabby off of her to break the count.
Scrambling to her feet, Reagan snatches up a handful of Gabby’s raven locks... and Mendoza’s talons shoot straight for the Hawaiian beauty’s eyes, raking across them. Releasing her opponent’s locks instantly, Atkins staggers back with a piercing squeal, her left hand flying up to her eyes. To her credit, the former Desert Divas tag champ launches a looping haymaker with her balled right fist...
... but that arm is easily intercepted by the Babyfaced Killer with her right arm. To make matters worse for the blonde, Gabby swings OVER Reagan, her left arm wrapping around Atkins’ neck. Mendoza then falls to her back, tugging the blinding blonde down and DRIVING the crown of her skull into the mat with a floatover DDT.
(FLOATOVER DDT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=BDMTLmnkQ4M )
Not bothering to climb to her feet, Gabby scampers to the Barely Legal corner on all fours, diving to slap Rose Evans’ hand. The Smartest Girl in the Room immediately scales her way to the top rope, sinking into a crouch as Atkins struggles to rise.
“REAGAN, LOOK OUT!!!” Mattie shouts. Sage advice, but not one that the Hawaiian blonde can really follow at this point, her vision still exceedingly blurry thanks to Gabby’s fingernails. That allows Rose to catch the unsuspecting Atkins with a flying knee to the temple, the Rose Spike putting the Surf Sister back on the mat, face down and twitching.
(ROSE SPIKE @0:04:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=w-ACNU1k2TU )
Making her way to the fallen blonde with a sassy swish of her hips, Evans stoops down and hairhauls the woozy Reagan to her feet. Lacing her left arm around the blonde’s neck, muscling Atkins up, seemingly for a vertical suplex--only instead of falling backward, Rose stays on her feet, TOSSING the Hawaiian away with her She Loves Me.
(SHE LOVES ME:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCLca-HKK1g )
Of course, for a move with such a name, there can be only one follow-up. Yanking the FAWN rookie off the deck, Evans nudges her head under Reagan’s left arm as she wraps her arms tightly around Atkins’ belly. Then, with a snarl, the Smartest Girl in the Room powers Reagan aloft, SPIKING the former Desert Divas tag champ’s head and shoulders into the mat with her She Loves Me Not.
(SHE LOVES ME NOT:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJ6VBZG_Vak )
A cover MIGHT have netted Barely Legal the victory, but instead, Rose prances to her corner, slapping the offered hand of Gabby Mendoza. Much as her BFF had done, the Babyfaced Killer starts to climb her way toward the top turnbuckle. But Evans doesn’t imitate her partner from moments ago, instead returning to the fallen Surf Sister. Hairhauling Reagan to her feet, Rose slips her arms underneath Atkins’, cinching in a full nelson as Gabby takes flight. The dark haired latina lands on her feet in front of Reagan, her hand slicing the air to BLAST the Hawaiian’s cheek with a bytch slap.
“C’mon, ref!” Mattie protests, Reagan staggering away as Rose releases the full nelson. “Get one of those bytches out of there.” Evans blows a kiss the Aussie’s way before sauntering back to the Barely Legal corner. Meanwhile, Mendoza advances on the stumbling Surf Sister, claiming one of her wrists and setting her feet. But as she starts to whip Atkins toward the ropes, Gabby has just enough time to notice the blonde’s clearing eyes narrowing in anger before Reagan reverses the whip.
Instead, it’s a wide-eyed Babyfaced Killer than is sent sprinting into the cables. Reagan sinks into a crouch, scooping Gabby off her feet... but just as it appears the Surf Sisters are ready to turn the tide back in THEIR favor, Mendoza’s legs slip around Atkins’ noggin, the youngster executing a tilt-a-whirl headscissors that sends the Hawaiian beauty flying toward the ropes...
... alongside the Barely Legal corner.
Springing back to her feet, Gabby turns to the referee and begins to engage him in a spirited conversation on how appallingly John Green was being treated on Tumblr. Of course, she has ulterior motives for such a debate, but she engages with such a passion that the referee CAN’T look past her. If he could, no doubt he would probably see that Rose Evans had dropped to the floor, and was using Reagan’s golden locks to pull the Surf Sister’s throat down tight across the middle rope.
“REF!!!” Mattie Knight beseeches the clueless zebra, but when he remains tied up with the Babyfaced Killer, she starts to slip through the ropes herself. Gabby immediately grabs the referee’s shoulders and spins him around, so that he can spot the intrusion. And she gives him the slightest little push, to encourage him toward cutting off the Aussie--not that he needed it. As the official enters into a MUCH more heated debate (and LEGITIMATELY passionate) debate with the blonde, Mendoza skips over to the kicking and gasping Atkins. Claiming the top rope with both hands, the brunette leaves her feet, bringing her knees crashing down against Reagan’s shoulders. As Rose continues to choke out the Surf Sister, now with Gabby’s weight giving her a helping hand, Mendoza wiggles her hips as she blows a bubble.
Gabby dismounts an instant after Rose releases Reagan’s mane, the Smartest Girl in the Room rolling in underneath the bottom of the ropes. Climbing to her feet, Evans claps her hands and Mendoza slips out of the ring. A red-faced Atkins melts away from the rubber coated steel, wheezing as she starts to crawl away from the ropes. With the referee finally making progress in getting Mattie back to her corner, Rose flattens Atkins with a stomp to the back. Pushing the groaning blonde over with her boot, Evans takes her left ankle and lifts her leg. And just as the official turns back to the action, the Smartest Girl in the room steps around the gam, falling to the mat and locking in a figure four leglock.
Confused by the sight of a smiling and waving Gabby Mendoza in the Barely Legal corner, the referee turns to the crowd. “Was there a tag?” he asks.
“NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!” comes the overwhelming response of the FAWNatics.
“Rose,” the referee mutters, “did you tag?”
“Of course I did, halfwit,” Evans snaps back. “I know they say you referees are blind, but are you DEAF as well?”
Come to think of it, he COULD remember hearing the strike of palm on palm. So he shrugs his shoulders and drops to one knee beside the writhing, moaning Hawaiian blonde. “How about it, Reagan?” he asks. “I can end this. Just say the word.”
“Fuuuuhhhh... fuuuuuhhhhhhhh... forget ittttt...” Atkins hisses. “This bytch is gonna have to BREAK my leeEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHSSSSSSSSHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEETTTTTTAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Reagan’s defiant, if anguished, protest because a shriek of pure agony--thanks in large part to Rose Evans claiming the middle rope with both hands, hoisting her upper body off the mat and increasing the pressure--quite illegally--on the Surf Sister’s stems. The FAWNatics immediately begin imploring the referee to look up, but he seems FAR more concerned with Reagan’s health. “Do you give, Reagan?” he asks again.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” Atkins screams, her eyes snapping shut as both hands fly to RIP at her hair. “AHHHHHHHHHHHFFFFFFUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHNNNNNOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“GAWDDAMMIT, REF!!!” Mattie Knight shouts from her corner. “SHE’S GOT THE F*CKING ROPES!!!!”
The zebra finally casts his eyes upward... but a tick too late, Rose having released the cable--and with Gabby’s boot pressing down on the rubber coated steel, there isn’t even a telltale vibration to expose the brats’ cheating. Shaking his head, suspecting that he probably HAD been played, the ref looks back to Atkins. “C’mon, Reagan,” he pleads with her. “Don’t risk your wheels on one match...”
The Hawaiian beauty doesn’t respond. Indeed, she lays flat against the mat. And with little sign of continued consciousness, he begins to slap off the...
ONE...
TWO...
THRNOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Reagan thrusts a fist into the air.
More than that, the Surf Sister props herself up with her other elbow, her hips beginning to rock side to side in an effort to generate momentum. Now, Rose Evans wasn’t known as the Smartest Girl in the Room without reason. It’s immediately obvious to her what Reagan is wanting to do, and she shakes her head in the negative--not a plaintive shake of the head, but an arrogant gesture of confidence. Further making her case, Evans gives Atkins’ ankle a savage counterclockwise tug...
... but the Hawaiian blonde is every bit as stubborn as her opponent is clever, and SHE ROLLS OVER!!! The figure four reversed, it’s now Rose’s turn to shriek in agony, especially when Atkins presses her palms flat against the mat and pushes her upper body into the air. Alas, it logically follows that if the ropes were close enough for Evans to grasp with nefarious intent, they are close enough for her to now grasp to save herself--and she does. The official calls for a break, and it takes until the count of three to get these two sets of shapely gams untied from one another.
Both women struggle to rise, and to the delight of the FAWNatics, it’s the Surf Sister who regains her footing first. With Evans on one knee, Reagan sends a kick toward the kneeling brat--but her foot is caught. Rising the rest of the way, Rose abruptly falls back to the canvas, swinging her free arm and slamming it into the pit of Atkins’ trapped knee. The Rose Twist sends the Hawaiian beauty tumbling across the ring, Reagan curling up to clutch the wounded joint as she comes to a halt.
(ROSE TWIST:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=cV82ofjpHxA )
Claiming the ankle a couple of feet south of that now throbbing knee, Evans drags Reagan into the Barely Legal corner. Gabby Mendoza reaches over the top rope, patting Rose on the ankle. The referee indicates a tag, but the Smartest Girl in the Room doesn’t let go. Instead, she sends kick after kick into the back of Atkins’ knee as the Babyfaced Killer re-enters the ring and circles to the blonde’s head.
Mattie starts to slip a leg through the ropes... and Rose releases Reagan’s ankle an instant later. Meanwhile, Gabby drops to a seat above Atkins’ noggin and snakes her succulent gams around Reagan’s skull in a figure four headscissors. The Surf Sister’s hands soon fly to Gabby’s flexing thighs, clawing and scratching in an effort to secure her freedom...
... but in spite of a pained grimace, Mendoza just blows another bubble.
Unable to pry her way loose, Reagan’s next effort involves her legs--and that proves more successful, the blonde able to hook her ankles around the bottom rope. “Alright, Gabby,” the ref barks. “Break it.”
Mendoza breaks... not the hold, but her bubble--with a loud pop.
“ONE!”
The Babyfaced Killer’s jaws go to work, wadding the gum into a tight ball inside her mouth...
“TWO!”
Bringing a hand up to her lips, Gabby spits the gooey wad into her fingers...
“THREE!”
A smirking Mendoza squishes the confectionary dead center to Reagan’s forehead, the FAWNatics unloading with jeers...
“FOUR!”
The latina releases the headscissors, scooting back before climbing to her feet. Hairhauling Atkins up as well, Gabby wraps her arm around Reagan’s neck and grabs a handful of bikini bottoms, preparing to administer a snap suplex... only instead, the Hawaiian beauty hooks a leg, rocks back, and rolls Mendoza into a tight small package!
ONE...
TWO...
Rose might be the Smartest Girl in the room, but even she can be caught flatfooted. By the time she is able to overcome her shock at Atkins’ counter, there’s no time for her to burst through the ropes and make the save...
THRENOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Gabby kicks out just in time, rolling to her knees and looking up in alarm at the official. To her relief, he only holds up two fingers. But that hesitation gives Reagan enough time to regain her footing, a swipe of her hand sending the wadded gum flying off her forehead. As Mendoza tries to make up for lost time, the Surf Sister vaults into the air, catching the Babyfaced Killer with a dropkick.
Reagan doesn’t need any head start to beat Gabby back to her feet this time, and nudging her head under Mendoza’s right arm, she reaches HER right arm across the latina’s chest. The blonde surf babe then hups the Babyfaced Killer off her feet, her free arm wrapping around against Gabby’s back. The Surf Sister then EXPLODES into a backward tumble, emphatically putting the Barely Legal brat In the Pocket.
(IN THE POCKET:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=9EJ8vfaz-34 )
With Gabby sufficiently put down, a rising Reagan DIVES toward her corner. Coming out of her forward roll, Atkins LUNGES and slaps the hand of Mattie Knight just as Mendoza STARTS to picks herself up. The fully fresh Aussie takes the top rope with both hands, rocking back and propelling herself onto the cable just as the Babyfaced Killer begins to turn toward her. Springboarding off the strand, Mattie brings the crowd to its feet when her soles SLAM into Gabby’s bosom.
(SLINGSHOT SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK @5:18:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=u833AQz8qd8 )
With the Barely Legal brunette sent rolling over onto her stomach, Rose Evans shoots through the ropes, charging the rising blonde and launching a haymaker... that Knight ducks. Slamming on the brakes as best she can, the Smartest Girl in the room tries to pivot around, but before she can, Mattie grabs her shoulders with both hands, springing off her feet and tucking her knees up against Rose’s shoulderblades. When she feels back, the lungblower sends the Smartest Girl in the Room shooting back into the air, Rose’s momentum sending her spilling under the bottom rope after she hits the mat.
The Aussie beauty kips back to her feet, landing in front of a woozy, swaying Gabby... and she doesn’t remain there long. Grabbing the back of Mendoza’s head, Knight’s knees rise to meet the latina’s bosom, the other half of Barely Legal ending up on the receiving end of an inverted lungblower. Gabby topples to her back, left in a splattered starfish as Mattie rises and takes off toward the ropes. Rebounding off the strands, the Surf Sister enters into a tumbling run, coming out of the handspring to drop both her knees into Mendoza’s belly.
Some women might have gone for a cover, but Mattie Knight seems FAR too energized, the beautiful blonde shooting back to her feet and yanking Gabby up as well with a handful of hair. Shoving the Babyfaced Killer into a standing headscissors, the Aussie powers Mendoza aloft before swinging around and DRIVING her to the mat, Gabby sent bouncing over to her back and left Sucking Dry.
(SUCKING DRY:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=UC5fvsqN0jw )
Bouncing back to verticality, Mattie can’t help but notice Gabby’s perfect alignment with the near corner. Skipping over Mendoza’s motionless frame, the Aussie blonde climbs to the top rope, pausing JUST long enough to steady herself before launching into a beautiful Hang Ten...
(HANG TEN:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPQq8hpPdOQ )
... THAT CONNECTS!!!!! Mattie’s belly ‘THWACK’s down across Gabby’s, the Babyfaced Killer’s legs sailing into the air. Knight deftly takes a seat atop the backs of her thighs, the FAWNatics ready to erupt as the official slaps off the...
ONE...
TWO...
THREEEEE?
?Before the official’s hand can hit the mat for the final time, he is YANKED out of the ring by the ankles by the Smartest Girl in the Room. The referee is left momentarily dumbfounded, unable to do much more than gape at an unrepentant Evans.
But someone who CAN act, now that she’s had a few minutes to recover, is Reagan Atkins. Returning to the ring, the Hawaiian beauty sails through the air, her suicide dive catching Rose... but also, inadvertently catching the referee in its wake. All three people go down in a heap, leaving Knight and Mendoza alone in the ring.
Sensing that there’s no rush, Mattie moves to the same corner from which she had launched her Hang Ten, taking a seat on the top turnbuckle as she waits for Gabby to rise. It takes a few moments, but eventually, the Babyfaced Killer does, Mendoza on visibly jellied legs, swaying side to side as she begins to turn toward the corner. Knight doesn’t miss her cue, flying toward and claiming a double handful of Gabby’s hair, SLAMMING the Barely Legal brunette’s mug into the mat with a tornado sitout facebuster.
(TORNADO SITOUT FACEBUSTER:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbnYjm7NgGw )
Down on the floor, Reagan Atkins scrapes Rose Evans off the floor and prepares to whip her toward the steel steps. Instead, the Smartest Girl in the Room digs in her heels, her instinct for self preservation taking over and allowing her to reverse the whip. Evans falls to one knee as the Hawaiian CRASHES into the steps, back first. But while she had saved herself, Rose isn’t yet in much shape to help her partner...
... but of course, Rose and Gabby have friends.
Darla Diane Davis...
Only a few FAWNatics had noticed one of those friends heading down the ramp, Darla Diane Davis sliding under the bottom rope behind Mattie Knight. The Aussie beauty remains utterly unaware of the intruder, until the buxom blonde snags the Surf Sister in a full nelson. Lifting Mattie off her feet, Three D swings Knight side to side... before muscling her up and BLASTING her into the mat via a full nelson slam.
(FULL NELSON SLAM:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=51iWdVXPpIE )
On the floor, Rose has finally managed to make it back to both feet--and seeing matters in hand in the ring, the Smartest Girl in the Room lumbers over to a mewling Reagan Atkins. Grasping a handful of blonde locks, Evans pulls the Surf Sister up to her knees before turning Reagan to face the steps. Rose then SLAMS Atkins’ forehead into the edge of the top step, the Barely Legal brat snarling as she keeps the pressure on, scraping Reagan’s noggin to and fro. The Hawaiian blonde shrieks in torment, but can do little else.
Meanwhile, Darla Diane uses a handful of hair to pull Mattie Knight up to her knees... but things go from bad to worse for the Surf Sister when Davis’ hands move south. Curling her fingers into talons, Three D PLUNGES both hands into Knight’s juggs, using her dual breast claws to first lift the Aussie to her feet and then OFF them. Tears are just beginning to streak down Mattie’s cheeks when the voluptuous blonde force of nature sits out, swinging Knight down between her parted stems and OBLITERATING the Surf Sister with her Beach Bomb powerbomb.
Darla Diane then moves to Gabby Mendoza, and gives the nearly senseless Babyfaced Killer a much needed helping hand back to her feet. As the brunette slumps back against the ropes, Davis drops and rolls out of the ring, next turning her ministrations to the official. Meanwhile, Rose Evans FINALLY eases Reagan’s face away from the steel... only to send her forehead SLAMMING into the top step one last time at full force. With a fading moan, Atkins rolls over as she melts against the metal, her face almost fully masked in crimson... a sight which brings a chilling smile to Rose’s lips.
Inside the ring, Gabby pushes off the ropes as Mattie rises. Ignoring her fatigue, the latina charges toward her prey, vaulting into the air. Grabbing the back of Knight’s head, Mendoza raises her knees to the Aussie’s jaw, falling back and Bursting the Surf Sister’s Bubble. Mattie is sent rocking back on her heels, her arms windmilling for just a moment before she topples backward. And as Three D carpetrolls a dazed but conscious official back into the ring, Mendoza collapses across Knight’s chest, straining to reach and hook a leg.
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!!!!!!!!!
“Ladies and gentlemen,” the announcer informs an outraged FAWN Arena while Rose Evans returns to the ring, “your winners, via pinfall... BAAARRREEELLLYYY LEEEGGGAAALLL!!!!!”
The Smartest Girl in the Room assists her BFF back to her feet, then pulls Gabby into a reassuring hug. And as the referee raises Mendoza’s hand in triumph, Rose places a light kiss on the Babyfaced Killer’s forehead. Meanwhile, Darla Diane Davis backpedals up the aisle, looking on in satisfaction. So a couple of developmental bytches thought they could come in here and stake their claim to being the future?
No, Davis thinks with a shake of her head. Generation Next remains FAWN’s future...