Post by bigfan on Jun 8, 2017 23:48:57 GMT
While 2016 had been a year to forget for the Golden Mite, particularly from the ignominy of playing a part in providing Shea London her gala exit to FAWN alumni status, Janel’s position as a former Lightweight and Intercontinental champion still carries plenty of weight. There is no and needed to be no other explanation for Manning’s jump to the top of the challenger line to face the newly crowned Lightweight titleholder.
The stirring guitar of The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus’ ‘You Better Pray’ crashes over the arena, and the crowd is instantly energized. The FAWNatics turn as one to the upper stage to let loose on the dastardly, diminutive hardbody.
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_WxsL5q3I4 ).
It’s far from a hero’s welcome for the Malevolent Mite, the success of recent Olympic women gymnasts like Simone Biles, whom Manning had called a hack during Rio, doing nothing to relieve the disdain the crowd holds toward the former Olympian. The ring announcer’s primer draws the decibels higher, the man barely heard over the roar.
“Tonight’s next match is one fall with a 20-minute time limit. Introducing first…hailing from the hallowed halls of Iowa City, Iowa… standing a full 4 feet 11 inches tall and weighing 117 pounds… The Golden Mite…JANEL MANNING!”
JANEL MANNING
With the opening remarks complete, the FAWNatics wait for the Mite-y One, the arena falling into darkness. A red spotlight illuminates the stage from the right, before winking out. The process is followed by a white spot from directly overhead, then a blue one from the left. As the sequence began its second cycle, it provides the outline of a diminutive, muscular form. As the house lights rise, the tiny terror of vault, balance beam, and uneven bars, parades down the ramp and aisle.
Janel’s flaxen ponytail swishes from one side to the other as she moves up the steps, the champ in a skin-tight, red-white-and-blue leotard, stars-and-stripes forever on her taut, muscular frame. The spandex has a single solid red strap over her left shoulder, a thin trio of small gold strips across the opposite number. She sports white wrist and ankle tape, pads and, as always, is without boots, the soles of her feet chalked for battle. Janel flexes her toes before flinging herself over the top cable without a hint of effort, dropping into a somersault, before popping gracefully to her feet.
The ferocious fireplug races across the ring and throws herself into a rebound off the cables, before skidding to a stop with a beaming smile. Tonight would awful retribution would be dispensed with FAWN’s pink pied piper standing in for London.
Manning moves to the ropes nearest the timekeeper’s table and asks for a microphone, plucking one from the air after a toss from a FAWN flunky.
“Shut your mouths,” Janel screams when a “SHEA” chant bellows through the arena. “That bytch is in assisted living and tonight I’m becoming Lightweight champ…AGAIN. SO SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTHS!”
The audience doesn’t abide, only growing louder in their love for the departed FAWN legend. Janel shakes her head in frustration.
“Fields! Get your dimples down here so I can plant some chalk in them.”
The Golden Mite tosses the microphone away and moves to her corner where she turns and casts an eye toward the upper stage, waiting for Strawberry to blossom.
With the meanie of a challenger situated and waiting impatiently, it was time for all Upstarts of the world to unite and the crowd realizes it quickly. They rise to their feet in unison and start to chant “CHLO-EEE. CHLO-EEE.”
As if on cue, the sound of Avril Lavigne’s ‘What the Hell’
( www.youtube.com/watch?v=tQmEd_UeeIk&feature=player_embedded )
signals the imminent arrival of the dimpled cutie whose loyal fan following among the FAWNatics has few rivals. The crowd hops to the infectious pop beat and crane their necks toward the stage to gather an eyeful of the bubbly redhead.
Bouncing out from backstage is a tawny wisp of a woman. All big dark doe eyes, dark mane and cherubic girlish features, Chloe skips from one side of the stage to the other. Wait? Dark mane?
Some in the crowd may have seen Gladiatrix and heard the rumor Chloe had abandoned her classic cherry-red hair color but there are still some gasps at the makeover.
One thing hasn’t changed. Clutched in the rookie’s right hand is the paw of a fluffy, pink teddy bear ( imageshack.us/photo/my-images/52/sbeare.jpg/ ), Chloe’s bestest buddy, Straw Beary. The tiny Upstart gyrates playfully around the grating, joyously pumping her fist with the crowd to Avril’s accompaniment. She holds up her bear and has Straw wave to the crowd. The masses, mesmerized, wave back to the pink plushie as the ring announcer officially announces her arrival.
“And her opponent… the FAWN Lightweight Champion...from Boca Raton, Florida…standing 5 feet 2 inches and weighing in at 109 pounds…CHLOE…STRAWBERRY…FIELDS.”
The Upstart skips down the ramp, dressed in a pink and black ruffled two piece with mini-skirt bottoms.
CHLOE STRAWBERRY FIELDS
Chloe zig-zags from side to side, slapping hands with the fans, beaming from ear to ear. FAWN’s resident angel reaches the ring and takes a lap, making acquaintance with nearly every front row ticket purchaser while introducing her pink cub to the fans.
Chloe holds Straw Beary close to her chest and waves his paw at the FAWNatics, the bear getting a high-five from one fan that draws a chirpy chuckle from Fields.
Reaching the steps, Chloe saunters up, proceeds halfway down the length of the ring, and slips through the ropes. She lip-syncs along with her music while hopping around the ring before settling in her corner, sending her attention to the scowling Manning.
Never removing her gaze from Janel, she sets ‘Straw Beary’ under the bottom buckle so he can keep a watchful set of button eyes on the title proceedings. Chloe waves buh-bye for the moment and moves to the center, bouncing in place and waiting for the gymnasty meanie to join her and get her first successful defense underway.
Manning stomps out to center chesting up against the lithe champ, “How did you win the title? You’re one step up from that stuffed bear.”
Chloe does her best to hold her ground against the fireplug blonde. She gets a shocked look on her face, “Oh, Don’t insult Straw Beary, he’s innocent.”
The Golden Mite’s face twist in confusion, “What?”
Before Fields can answer, Janel decides talking to the champ would be more painful than fighting and grabs Chloe by the wrist, whipping her towards the far ropes. The crowd boos at the gymnast’s action as Janel goes into a forward roll looking hammer a forearm into Chloe’s lower abdomen as she returns. The champ uses her background in Cirque de Soleil to leap in a flip over the kneeling blonde. She somersaults through the landing and pops to her feet running for the opposite ropes. Janel, after missing, spins on a knee and takes off running after the dark-haired champ.
Manning leaps as she sees Chloe rebound off the cables, but Fields sees the blonde going up and goes low. The champ baseball slides under the airborne Golden Mite. Again the Upstart pops to her feet and runs back at the first set of ropes.
Janel lands on her feet and throws herself into the ropes in front of her to pick up speed as she continues to chase the champ. The two combatants race headlong at each other at breakneck speed, Janel lowering her shoulder looking to run right through the lithe newly minted brunette. Chloe, while taller, isn’t as stout as the former gymnast and she passes on the direct impact. Spinning at the last moment, Fields avoids the collision and hooks her arm around the blonde’s head. Janel’s lower half flies out in front of her as she is caught with the clothesline. The challenger lands flat on her back.
The FAWNatics let out a mighty cheer for the Upstart as Chloe spins around to Janel’s right side and leaps extending her legs. The high flying champ drops her shapely thighs across the blonde’s chest. Before Janel’s feet return to the canvas after her body jackknifes, Fields is back on her feet delivering a second leg drop to the Golden Mite. Janel grunts as the tawny gams slams into her upper chest again. This time though when Chloe spins to get back up Janel rolls aside and comes up to one knee. The Mite growls as she sees Strawberry standing, waiting for the blonde to move.
Chloe reaches to rub her thighs dropped on the blonde, “You’re not a very good crash pad, you should be softer.”
The Mite-y One shows off her gymnast background leaping from her kneeling position at the champ, this time catching the brunette off guard and slamming a forearm into Chloe’s chest just below her throat. The blow knocks Fields from her feet, but the speedy blonde grabs on to the Upstart and pulls Fields back up, drawing her into a crushing bearhug.
The blonde’s biceps and shoulders flex as she pours the pressure into Strawberry. trying to make jam out of the champ. Chloe groans in pain as her ribs and lungs feel like they are on fire almost instantly, but the young girl squirms, trying to break free from the steel-like grip of the Golden Mite.
Janel lifts Chloe’s feet off the canvas and starts carrying the champ towards a set of turnbuckles. Picking up speed as she goes, Manning releases her grip just before impact, crushing Fields between pads and blonde. Chloe’s head whiplashes back over the top turnbuckle as Janel remains plastered to her front keeping the champ pinned in the corner. The Mite-y One steps up on the bottom rope and then climbs to the middle strand, pressing her chiseled tummy against the Upstart’s face. She helps herself to a handful of Chloe’s recently darkened locks.
The referee, standing down the ropes from the action, yells, “Out of the Corner and off the hair, Janel!”
Manning has plans to follow neither command at the moment. Tilting Chloe’s head back, Janel balls up a fist and hammers a punch into the champ’s hairline. The referee now adds the closed fist to the list of infractions being committed by the challenger, Janel giving the latest rule breaking the same concern as the previous ones. Manning hammers her right into Chloe’s forehead again and rapid fires more as the referee starts his count, the FAWNatics split between those booing and those counting as Janel fires away at the brunette’s skull.
In the end, before the ref reaches five, Janel slams an even ‘ten’ right hands into the champ’s head. Manning descends to the canvas, backing away to view her handiwork. As she does, Chloe drops to her knees looking a bit cross-eyed. She sinks to her haunches, buttocks on heels. The Golden Mite shakes out her right hand getting the blood back into it and she stalks back in towards the dazed Upstart.
Chloe shakes her head trying to clear the fog that’s moved into her brain, but Manning isn’t going to allow the champ a reprieve. The powerhouse blonde squats down, hooking her arm under Chloe’s, and as she stands back up to her full sub-five foot height, she throws a hip into the champ, tossing Chloe from her kneeling position over and out into the ring.
Fields hits the canvas flat on her back and arches with a cry of pain as she bridges up holding her lower spine. Janel moves down the ropes facing out towards the crowd. With a peek over her shoulder, Manning makes sure she’s lined up before leaping on to the middle strand and backflipping. The FAWNatics ‘ooh’ and ‘aah’ as the blonde shows off her skills, the lionsault brings the stout Mite-y One down tummy to tummy on the champ. Chloe’s head and legs jackknife around the blonde’s hard body.
Janel ends up on her knees over top a mewling Chloe and simply drops back down across the champ, hooking her foe’s sunkissed far thigh, waiting to reclaim her Lightweight title in easy fashion.
ONE…
TWO…
NO!
Chloe bucks her slender frame, pulling a shoulder up with a second to spare, but the brunette still has a pained look on her face, sweat already covering her body in a sexy, glistening sheen.
Manning provides the official a disapproving sourpuss and sinks her nails into Chloe’s long mane. She rips the Upstart to her feet as she rises, the shorter but muscular blonde bullying the aching Fields into the nearest corner.
Janel lifts some delving knees into Strawberry’s flat, tanned tummy, doubling Fields farther over with each until Chloe is a gasping mess. With the champ sagging into the buckles, the former gymnast takes advantage of the circumstance, climbing onto the front of Chloe’s stems and grabbing the top ropes on either side of her foe to keep her balance.
Giving up the ropes to lock her hands behind the neck of Fields, Janel sends her abbreviated legs flying out behind her and lays out, PLANTING Chloe’s features into the thinly-sheathed plywood with a rugged facebuster
Monkey Flip Facebuster
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BkKMQw70RFE )
The dazed Chloe slops over to her back. She stares blankly at the rafters as Janel jumps aboard her in a domineering full body pin, Fields looking as if her win against Mendoza might have been a fluke.
Leaning heavily against the flattened Strawberry, Janel keep the titleholder down for…
ONE…
TWO…
…and the ref…taps Manning on the shoulder.
Janel hops to her feet, raising her hands in victory. The official pulls one down and points at Chloe’s draped leg, the limb laying atop the bottom rope and saving her.
The furious Golden Mite punts the calf of Chloe’s leg, not only forcing a yip of pain from the champ but also making it legal to tear into her again. Manning sets to doing just that, having grounded the speed merchant thus far.
The blonde fireplug snatches a shoulder and wrist and hauls the reeling Fields to her boot soles. Chloe brings a fine hello with her this time, slamming a forearm into Janel’s jaw that nearly drops the former Light and Intercontinental titleholder. But the sturdy blonde rears back and returns fire. Her shiver carries considerably more ‘oomph’ than the champ’s and a rattled Chloe staggers into the ropes immediately behind her.
Her foe rebounding toward the ponytailed challenger, Janel wraps an arm around the back of Chloe’s neck. Simultaneously, she presses a hand into Fields’ gulping lower abdomen and ‘hups’ the slender Upstart off her feet. The vertically challenged powerhouse forces the pink-clad champ upright, heels over head, then drops her straight down, threatening to knockout Chloe out with a vicious brainbuster.
Brainbuster (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDenbswjbbA )
Chloe spreads into a wide-eyed and motionless starfish, the crowd groaning at impact and growing silent as they watch the end of Chloe’s very brief reign with the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO…
Fields’ determination and Upstart grittiness presents itself once more when she rolls up a shoulder, frustrating the disbelieving Janel no end. Manning rises and insists to the striped-shirt, she’d finished the “scrawny wimp”. The ref maintains the contrary, holding up two fingers as Chloe takes advantage of the distracted challenger to wearily roll her way out of the ring. The newly minted brunette manages to place boot leather to floor and stagger a few feet from the apron’s edge.
Turning to find her foe has evacuated the ring, Janel pops to a handstand and ‘walks’ around the ring, moving to a corner to put together a tumbling run to the opposite buckles that would make Simone Biles jealous. Having appeared to only want to show off her skills, Janel instead pops to the top of the corner and leaps off with double axhandle bared for Chloe.
But Fields is more ready than she appears, rising in a dropkick that catches Janel on the way down. Fields’ boots THWAP into Manning’s spandex-sheathed chest and Janel’s spine and the back of her skull rocket to the barely padded floor.
Having proven she’s not under some Sampson-like curse by losing her red hair, Strawberry climbs slowly to her feet and hovers over the softly stirring Mite. She settles for recovery mode for several seconds until a spiteful but still hurting Janel kicks a boot out at her ankle. Chloe yips but is spurred to dip and collect the ponytailed blonde off the floor
“How can someone who represented our country be so …you?” Fields asks, before spinning and flinging her foe toward the ring.
The acrobatic Janel is able to leap and fly Superman-style under the bottom rope, skidding to a stop several feet into the squared circle. She pushes to her feet slowly and turns to face the Upstart. Chloe is already on the way, having entered right behind Janel and charged after her.
Manning manages a clothesline attempt at the champion, but the sprinting Chloe uses the arm to spin around her foe’s frame, wrap her opposite arm around Janel’s throat and SLAM Janel to the deck with a Slingblade.
Slingblade
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNnXCrehQ14 )
Popping to her feet to the roar of the re-energized crowd, Strawberry passes on a pinning attempt and, as the former gymnast slowly rises to a knee, Chloe takes off for the ropes. Rebounding, she uses Janel’s kneecap as a pedestal on her return and cracks a kick into Manning’ left temple with a Shining Wizard.
The force of the boot sends Janel sprawling onto her face and chest. Having landed on her knees nearby, Chloe scrambles to the splayed Mite and rolls her foe’s diminutive muscular frame over with a shove, Janel slopping into a dazed spreadeagle. Chloe presses her body tight in a lateral press and hooks a leg for insurance and the…
ONE…
TWO…
Manning’s entire body spasms and she nearly kips to her feet. Falling short, she drops back to her well-padded behind, where she sits in a glassy-eyed stupor.
On her feet, Chloe corrals Janel’s noggin and pulls her up. Manning thrusts an elbow behind her, finding the chest of the champion, Fields losing her grip. Janel turns to regain control of the match and is met with a blistering toe kick. Even with her rock-hard abs, the Upstart’s boot forces Janel’s eyes to widen, a gust of breath escaping her lips.
With the blonde bent at the waist, Chloe raises her left leg and drapes it over the back of Janel’s neck. Boosting herself slightly to get a little more impact, Strawberry rides Manning down to the mat surface, PLANTING the Golden Mite’s face into the deck with an Ace Crusher.
Ace Crusher
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jaj4g8NbbhY )
The shellshocked Janel rolls to her back as the FAWNatics erupt for their beloved, bedimpled Lightweight champion. Chloe pivots from her seated position and covers Manning in a crossbody for…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
Janel again refuses to let her chance at a second reign be ended, bridging out of the shoulders-pinning predicament, on her chalked soles and the crown of her head. Chloe mounts the bridge and tries to force the former gymnast back down with her weight, but the power in those muscular limbs of Manning remain steadfast even with her head ringing.
Chloe decides to dismount at Janel’s lower end. She plucks Manning’s bare tootsies off the canvas, lowering the bridge, and pulls the stumpy stems wide.
Janel raises her palms to Fields, pleading with Chloe not to follow through on what the crowd clearly is requesting.
“You can’t,” Janel beseeches. “You’re not a…a…meanie.”
“You’re right,” Chloe squeaks. But that doesn’t stop her from rising up and landing in a dual legdrop inside of Janel’s gams, landing atop them and spreading them.
While Janel rises to a seated position, she barely registers even a pinch of pain in her face, her gymnast’s legs barely affected by the maneuver. Instead, she whips a bytch slap to a surprised Chloe’s cheek, whiplashing the champ’s head to the right.
Janel pulls her legs out from under Fields and pistons them into a stomp to Chloe’s chest that sends the tawny-skinned Upstart backward somersaulting to hands and knees, head drooping as she groans and swaddles her bosom with one arm.
The Golden Mite rolls backwards into a handstand and then with a slight shove she inverts herself to her feet. Seeing the champ hurting and motionless, Manning runs at Chloe. Leaping, she throws her legs over the Upstart and comes crashing down back to back with the brunette driving Fields flat to the canvas with a senton.
Janel’s solid frame crushes the air out of Strawberry leaving her squirming weakly. The blonde rolls over towards the champ’s head and hooks her ankle inside Chloe’s leg as she applies a modified STF.
Manning’s strong arms constrict around the brunette’s noggin and almost before she has it locked in Janel is calling for the referee, “Ask her!”
The official kneels out in front of the pair and checks to make sure Janel hasn’t slipped the hold into a choke before asking, “What do you say Chloe? You need me to call for the bell?”
The Upstart tries shaking her head, but it’s solidly trapped, so she grunts out a long “Nnnnoooo”
Janel leans back stretching Chloe further. The newly minted brunette puts her hands on the canvas trying to alleviate some of the pressure on her neck which is clearly being strained. The Golden Mite doesn’t wait long to change her tactics, releasing the chinlock.
She runs her hands down to Fields’ wrists and starts pulling Strawberry’s torso off the canvas. The Lightweight champ shakes her head knowing what the meanie has in mind before she feels Janel’s taped foot on the back of her head. Chloe shouts, “Look away Straw Beary!”
Manning doesn’t make Strawberry wait long before releasing her wrists and pistoning down with her leg, driving Chloe’s chest and face first into the canvas with the curb stomp. Fields lies motionless, her arms out to her sides as the ponytailed blonde drops down beside the stunned girl.
Janel shoots a half nelson, and slips her other arm between the brunette’s legs rolling her right into a pinning position with the leg already hooked.
The Mite-y One nods her head along with the count assured she’s about to start her second title reign over the other FAWN lightweights.
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Somehow the former Cirque Du Soleil performer kicks free. Janel runs her hands over her tightly pulled blonde hair. The referee makes a point to show the challenger she only managed a two count. Janel swats his hand away as she hair hauls Chloe back up to rubbery legs, Manning getting in the champ’s face yelling, “Will you just die already!”
The Golden Mite pushes Chloe against the ropes and Irish Whips her across the ring. Strawberry gets her legs under her and hits the cables then pinballs back towards the charging blonde. Janel lifts a powerful arm ready to drive the annoying goodie good into oblivion with a clothesline from hell.
The last thing Manning expects is Chloe to flip around her extended arm and somehow swing around the blonde’s back then come out the other side and catch Janel’s head, spiking Manning into the canvas with a tilt-a-whirl DDT.
The FAWNatics have a delayed reaction as well. It’s not until Janel pops back up on her knees then sinks to the side they realize it is Chloe with the offense. Manning is laid out, arms spread, one knee bent, the other leg straight out. Fields pops to her feet, staggering around a bit, before she falls into the ropes and to clear the cobwebs. Seeing her opponent down, she races back to the downed Mite, but she doesn’t go for the pin.
Chloe comes to a complete stop looking down on Janel then hops into the air and mushroom stomps Janel’s gurls. The crowd cheers as Strawberry hops up again, this time kicking her legs out. Janel folds her arms across abused orbs, which leaves her defenseless as Chloe comes down butt first on the blonde’s open stomach.
Fields rolls over and up to her feet again, running for the ropes and, after rebounding, comes flying back and drops both legs across the blonde’s face and chest with a double leg drop.
Chloe, feeling things are more in her favor again, gets up and puts a foot on either side of Janel’s head. She bends down hooking her arms under Janel’s. She lifts the Mite into a seated position before heading to the ropes yet again.
With Janel stunned and hurting in several places, the Golden Mite never moves as the Upstart comes flying back and throws her body sideways, hitting the challenger with a low flying crossbody. Chloe catches the Mite’s muscular thighs as she lands and holds Janel down for what she hopes is the final time.
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
Again, the Iowan denies FAWN”S beloved, bedimpled Upstart a successful defense by the barest of margins, throwing a shoulder up and denying Fields her victory. Instead of turning to the official, Chloe looks to Straw who silently seems to tell her bestie ‘TWO’. Fields nods knowingly and turns back to Manning who’s made all fours.
Strawberry pulls the reeling former gymnast to her feet and Chloe gets an elbow to the chops for her trouble. The brunette stumbles away from the impact, wobbling in a wide arc that comes back to the chiseled, chipmunk-cheeked Manning.
Coming from Janel’s six, Chloe THUMPS a forearm shiver into the back of Manning’s skull. Somehow Janel remains upright, likely because of her low center of gravity, but she’s certainly dazed from the blow.
Sensing the opportunity to put the Mite away, Chloe backs to the nearby corner and climbs the buckles behind her, ending on the middle ropes, never taking her eyes off her challenger. With a wobbly Janel in front of her, Chloe launches with her signature Strawberry Jam in mind, an elevated lungblower that was sure to remove the rest of the fight from the Golden Mite.
Strawberry Jam @ 0:10
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CVcCJydZuhE )
But as Chloe leaps from just over the spellbound Straw Beary, Janel turns to face her foe. Manning shows off how much power can be stuffed into a 4’11” frame, able to catch the slender, sinewy Upstart in her arms and immediately send the champ flying up and over with a snappy release German suplex. Chloe CRASHES to the deck, yelping in pain, her back arched in anguish as the challenger flips the script and silences the crowd.
As Fields writhes, Janel fights through recovery mode as fast as she can manage. She stalks the Lightweight champion, Chloe making it to hands and knees. The vertically challenged Janel lifts a wicked spin kick toward Fields’ temple, but the former circus star is able to react in time, ducking under.
Janel, having spun in a 180 and facing away from Chloe, reacts instantly upon the swing-and-miss and backflips beautifully, landing directly behind Fields. Janel presses tight to Chloe’s rump while cinching her arms around the brunette’s tawny tummy then adds to her show of acrobatics with one of strength, hauling the wide-eyed Chloe off the deck, lifting the deadweight, what little there is, up and slowly over before SLAMMING Fields to her back and the back of her skull, this time holding onto the stacked Fields in a German
Backflip into a German
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=05hWwWOid3A )
for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOO!
Chloe manages to tumble out of the predicament, flopping to her side after having her derriere pointed to the ceiling for 2 and 7/8.
Unable to help themselves, the crowd roars in appreciation, even starting a ‘HOLY SHYT’ chant for the ponytailed blonde. Janel isn’t interested in the accolades however. Instead, she tugs the beleaguered champion to her feet. But when Chloe is yanked there, face to face, she responds with a lightning toe kick to Janel’s abs. The chiseled midriff absorbs the boot well, but the impact’s enough to force Manning to slump and gasp for air, even if for a second.
Chloe quickly spins and reaches over her right shoulder, collecting Janel’s skull in a ¾ facelock and what seems a – yes - a London Calling, or perhaps more accurately a Chloe Calling, Fields drops to her back side and CUTS the hell out Janel. Manning’s head snaps back after impact and Manning flops to her back in a wide, for her, spreadeagle.
With Chloe seated beside her demolished challenger, the Upstart passes on the immediate cover, instead rising and stumbling to her nearby corner. There, she plucks Straw off the canvas and climbs to the top. Turning to face the splattered Janel, Fields holds her BFF close to her tummy and vaults off the penthouse.
Chloe and Straw lift off into the Orlando night and, at her highest, the champ and her bestie plushie tuck in then out and SMASH down across Janel’s gaping midsection in an awesome double team BEAR SPLASH!
Fields and Beary come to rest atop the blasted and barely conscious Janel. Neither bothers to hook a leg and the ref lets the duo pin the Upstart’s challenger together for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
Manning doesn’t manage even a flinch as Beary and his bedimpled bestie pick up the pin and the win, the crowd ecstatic as they fly to their feet in an ovation.
Chloe and Straw are there almost as fast, pushing off Janel’s carcass and dancing around the ring as the announcer makes things official.
“YOUR WINNER AND STILL LIGHTWEIGHT CHAMPION…CHLOE…STRAWBERRY…FIELDS!”
The FAWNatics are amidst their celebration as is Chloe and friend when a figure with a ponytail of her own leaps over the metal barricade and slides into the ring in blank tanktop and yoga pants.
Chloe catches some movement out of the corner of her eye and turns with clothesline drawn, tossing Beary to safety while loading up. It might be the split second that costs her though, as the interloper catches Fields’ extended arm, swings around, captures the Upstart’s arms in a crucifix then throws her weight to RIP the champ off her feet and PILEDRIVE the crown of Chloe’s skull into the deck.
Crucifx Driver
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-pmJ3eVYJSY )
The stunned audience can hardly believe their eyes when the woman her lowered head and grins maniacally at the assembled, nodding like a predator at the gobsmacked, unconscious Chloe.
Dominique Daly rises to all of her diminutive stature and hovers over Chloe’s remains. She screams at the snoozing Strawberry and then at the jeering multitude. Moving to the ropes, she calls for and receives a microphone
.
Dominique Daly:
“Shut your damn mouths,” Domi demands. “I don’t want to hear that now. Where was that outrage when that Korean freak was forcing me to…to…” Daly stammers to a stop, face growing rosy with rage. “NOWHERE! You assholes lapped it up.”
Domi points at the annihilated Chloe.
“Well this little twit learned what an athlete can do when properly motivated. And believe me, you…all of you…have properly motivated me…et me know I need my own applause more than yours.”
Domi drops the mic and sets to stomping what’s left of Chloe into a tawny-skinned mudhole, the Upstart defenseless against Daly’s wrath. Not far away a recovering Janel staggers to her feet, eyes wide with confusion and not a little trepidation as the Mites have been in far less than speaking terms.
Taking a break from destroying Fields, Domi moves to a worried Janel who holds out a plaintive hand. Daly grasps it and pulls Manning in close for a warm embrace.
“Let’s end this ditzy bytch,” Domi says.
An excited Manning responds with a “Hell yeah”.
The reunited Mites turn and stalk the mewling, burbling Chloe when a fresh Katya and Cromwell race down the aisle and slide into the ring, sending Daly and Janel scattering to the floor, not wanting any of the Upstart cavalry.
Shoulder to shoulder, the two former gymnasts, each having tasted defeat tonight, craft their own version of a happy ending, heading around the outside of the ring as Kat checks on her tag partner and Lizzie stands guard, making threats at the retreating twosome.
Laughing them off, Janel and Domi move up the aisle and ramp, buried in an avalanche of boos, seemingly right at home, each raising the hand of the other high, a worrisome blast from the past threatening to blow up FAWN’s Lightweight scene and make sub-125 a toxic environment for all.
The stirring guitar of The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus’ ‘You Better Pray’ crashes over the arena, and the crowd is instantly energized. The FAWNatics turn as one to the upper stage to let loose on the dastardly, diminutive hardbody.
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_WxsL5q3I4 ).
It’s far from a hero’s welcome for the Malevolent Mite, the success of recent Olympic women gymnasts like Simone Biles, whom Manning had called a hack during Rio, doing nothing to relieve the disdain the crowd holds toward the former Olympian. The ring announcer’s primer draws the decibels higher, the man barely heard over the roar.
“Tonight’s next match is one fall with a 20-minute time limit. Introducing first…hailing from the hallowed halls of Iowa City, Iowa… standing a full 4 feet 11 inches tall and weighing 117 pounds… The Golden Mite…JANEL MANNING!”
JANEL MANNING
With the opening remarks complete, the FAWNatics wait for the Mite-y One, the arena falling into darkness. A red spotlight illuminates the stage from the right, before winking out. The process is followed by a white spot from directly overhead, then a blue one from the left. As the sequence began its second cycle, it provides the outline of a diminutive, muscular form. As the house lights rise, the tiny terror of vault, balance beam, and uneven bars, parades down the ramp and aisle.
Janel’s flaxen ponytail swishes from one side to the other as she moves up the steps, the champ in a skin-tight, red-white-and-blue leotard, stars-and-stripes forever on her taut, muscular frame. The spandex has a single solid red strap over her left shoulder, a thin trio of small gold strips across the opposite number. She sports white wrist and ankle tape, pads and, as always, is without boots, the soles of her feet chalked for battle. Janel flexes her toes before flinging herself over the top cable without a hint of effort, dropping into a somersault, before popping gracefully to her feet.
The ferocious fireplug races across the ring and throws herself into a rebound off the cables, before skidding to a stop with a beaming smile. Tonight would awful retribution would be dispensed with FAWN’s pink pied piper standing in for London.
Manning moves to the ropes nearest the timekeeper’s table and asks for a microphone, plucking one from the air after a toss from a FAWN flunky.
“Shut your mouths,” Janel screams when a “SHEA” chant bellows through the arena. “That bytch is in assisted living and tonight I’m becoming Lightweight champ…AGAIN. SO SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTHS!”
The audience doesn’t abide, only growing louder in their love for the departed FAWN legend. Janel shakes her head in frustration.
“Fields! Get your dimples down here so I can plant some chalk in them.”
The Golden Mite tosses the microphone away and moves to her corner where she turns and casts an eye toward the upper stage, waiting for Strawberry to blossom.
With the meanie of a challenger situated and waiting impatiently, it was time for all Upstarts of the world to unite and the crowd realizes it quickly. They rise to their feet in unison and start to chant “CHLO-EEE. CHLO-EEE.”
As if on cue, the sound of Avril Lavigne’s ‘What the Hell’
( www.youtube.com/watch?v=tQmEd_UeeIk&feature=player_embedded )
signals the imminent arrival of the dimpled cutie whose loyal fan following among the FAWNatics has few rivals. The crowd hops to the infectious pop beat and crane their necks toward the stage to gather an eyeful of the bubbly redhead.
Bouncing out from backstage is a tawny wisp of a woman. All big dark doe eyes, dark mane and cherubic girlish features, Chloe skips from one side of the stage to the other. Wait? Dark mane?
Some in the crowd may have seen Gladiatrix and heard the rumor Chloe had abandoned her classic cherry-red hair color but there are still some gasps at the makeover.
One thing hasn’t changed. Clutched in the rookie’s right hand is the paw of a fluffy, pink teddy bear ( imageshack.us/photo/my-images/52/sbeare.jpg/ ), Chloe’s bestest buddy, Straw Beary. The tiny Upstart gyrates playfully around the grating, joyously pumping her fist with the crowd to Avril’s accompaniment. She holds up her bear and has Straw wave to the crowd. The masses, mesmerized, wave back to the pink plushie as the ring announcer officially announces her arrival.
“And her opponent… the FAWN Lightweight Champion...from Boca Raton, Florida…standing 5 feet 2 inches and weighing in at 109 pounds…CHLOE…STRAWBERRY…FIELDS.”
The Upstart skips down the ramp, dressed in a pink and black ruffled two piece with mini-skirt bottoms.
CHLOE STRAWBERRY FIELDS
Chloe zig-zags from side to side, slapping hands with the fans, beaming from ear to ear. FAWN’s resident angel reaches the ring and takes a lap, making acquaintance with nearly every front row ticket purchaser while introducing her pink cub to the fans.
Chloe holds Straw Beary close to her chest and waves his paw at the FAWNatics, the bear getting a high-five from one fan that draws a chirpy chuckle from Fields.
Reaching the steps, Chloe saunters up, proceeds halfway down the length of the ring, and slips through the ropes. She lip-syncs along with her music while hopping around the ring before settling in her corner, sending her attention to the scowling Manning.
Never removing her gaze from Janel, she sets ‘Straw Beary’ under the bottom buckle so he can keep a watchful set of button eyes on the title proceedings. Chloe waves buh-bye for the moment and moves to the center, bouncing in place and waiting for the gymnasty meanie to join her and get her first successful defense underway.
Manning stomps out to center chesting up against the lithe champ, “How did you win the title? You’re one step up from that stuffed bear.”
Chloe does her best to hold her ground against the fireplug blonde. She gets a shocked look on her face, “Oh, Don’t insult Straw Beary, he’s innocent.”
The Golden Mite’s face twist in confusion, “What?”
Before Fields can answer, Janel decides talking to the champ would be more painful than fighting and grabs Chloe by the wrist, whipping her towards the far ropes. The crowd boos at the gymnast’s action as Janel goes into a forward roll looking hammer a forearm into Chloe’s lower abdomen as she returns. The champ uses her background in Cirque de Soleil to leap in a flip over the kneeling blonde. She somersaults through the landing and pops to her feet running for the opposite ropes. Janel, after missing, spins on a knee and takes off running after the dark-haired champ.
Manning leaps as she sees Chloe rebound off the cables, but Fields sees the blonde going up and goes low. The champ baseball slides under the airborne Golden Mite. Again the Upstart pops to her feet and runs back at the first set of ropes.
Janel lands on her feet and throws herself into the ropes in front of her to pick up speed as she continues to chase the champ. The two combatants race headlong at each other at breakneck speed, Janel lowering her shoulder looking to run right through the lithe newly minted brunette. Chloe, while taller, isn’t as stout as the former gymnast and she passes on the direct impact. Spinning at the last moment, Fields avoids the collision and hooks her arm around the blonde’s head. Janel’s lower half flies out in front of her as she is caught with the clothesline. The challenger lands flat on her back.
The FAWNatics let out a mighty cheer for the Upstart as Chloe spins around to Janel’s right side and leaps extending her legs. The high flying champ drops her shapely thighs across the blonde’s chest. Before Janel’s feet return to the canvas after her body jackknifes, Fields is back on her feet delivering a second leg drop to the Golden Mite. Janel grunts as the tawny gams slams into her upper chest again. This time though when Chloe spins to get back up Janel rolls aside and comes up to one knee. The Mite growls as she sees Strawberry standing, waiting for the blonde to move.
Chloe reaches to rub her thighs dropped on the blonde, “You’re not a very good crash pad, you should be softer.”
The Mite-y One shows off her gymnast background leaping from her kneeling position at the champ, this time catching the brunette off guard and slamming a forearm into Chloe’s chest just below her throat. The blow knocks Fields from her feet, but the speedy blonde grabs on to the Upstart and pulls Fields back up, drawing her into a crushing bearhug.
The blonde’s biceps and shoulders flex as she pours the pressure into Strawberry. trying to make jam out of the champ. Chloe groans in pain as her ribs and lungs feel like they are on fire almost instantly, but the young girl squirms, trying to break free from the steel-like grip of the Golden Mite.
Janel lifts Chloe’s feet off the canvas and starts carrying the champ towards a set of turnbuckles. Picking up speed as she goes, Manning releases her grip just before impact, crushing Fields between pads and blonde. Chloe’s head whiplashes back over the top turnbuckle as Janel remains plastered to her front keeping the champ pinned in the corner. The Mite-y One steps up on the bottom rope and then climbs to the middle strand, pressing her chiseled tummy against the Upstart’s face. She helps herself to a handful of Chloe’s recently darkened locks.
The referee, standing down the ropes from the action, yells, “Out of the Corner and off the hair, Janel!”
Manning has plans to follow neither command at the moment. Tilting Chloe’s head back, Janel balls up a fist and hammers a punch into the champ’s hairline. The referee now adds the closed fist to the list of infractions being committed by the challenger, Janel giving the latest rule breaking the same concern as the previous ones. Manning hammers her right into Chloe’s forehead again and rapid fires more as the referee starts his count, the FAWNatics split between those booing and those counting as Janel fires away at the brunette’s skull.
In the end, before the ref reaches five, Janel slams an even ‘ten’ right hands into the champ’s head. Manning descends to the canvas, backing away to view her handiwork. As she does, Chloe drops to her knees looking a bit cross-eyed. She sinks to her haunches, buttocks on heels. The Golden Mite shakes out her right hand getting the blood back into it and she stalks back in towards the dazed Upstart.
Chloe shakes her head trying to clear the fog that’s moved into her brain, but Manning isn’t going to allow the champ a reprieve. The powerhouse blonde squats down, hooking her arm under Chloe’s, and as she stands back up to her full sub-five foot height, she throws a hip into the champ, tossing Chloe from her kneeling position over and out into the ring.
Fields hits the canvas flat on her back and arches with a cry of pain as she bridges up holding her lower spine. Janel moves down the ropes facing out towards the crowd. With a peek over her shoulder, Manning makes sure she’s lined up before leaping on to the middle strand and backflipping. The FAWNatics ‘ooh’ and ‘aah’ as the blonde shows off her skills, the lionsault brings the stout Mite-y One down tummy to tummy on the champ. Chloe’s head and legs jackknife around the blonde’s hard body.
Janel ends up on her knees over top a mewling Chloe and simply drops back down across the champ, hooking her foe’s sunkissed far thigh, waiting to reclaim her Lightweight title in easy fashion.
ONE…
TWO…
NO!
Chloe bucks her slender frame, pulling a shoulder up with a second to spare, but the brunette still has a pained look on her face, sweat already covering her body in a sexy, glistening sheen.
Manning provides the official a disapproving sourpuss and sinks her nails into Chloe’s long mane. She rips the Upstart to her feet as she rises, the shorter but muscular blonde bullying the aching Fields into the nearest corner.
Janel lifts some delving knees into Strawberry’s flat, tanned tummy, doubling Fields farther over with each until Chloe is a gasping mess. With the champ sagging into the buckles, the former gymnast takes advantage of the circumstance, climbing onto the front of Chloe’s stems and grabbing the top ropes on either side of her foe to keep her balance.
Giving up the ropes to lock her hands behind the neck of Fields, Janel sends her abbreviated legs flying out behind her and lays out, PLANTING Chloe’s features into the thinly-sheathed plywood with a rugged facebuster
Monkey Flip Facebuster
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BkKMQw70RFE )
The dazed Chloe slops over to her back. She stares blankly at the rafters as Janel jumps aboard her in a domineering full body pin, Fields looking as if her win against Mendoza might have been a fluke.
Leaning heavily against the flattened Strawberry, Janel keep the titleholder down for…
ONE…
TWO…
…and the ref…taps Manning on the shoulder.
Janel hops to her feet, raising her hands in victory. The official pulls one down and points at Chloe’s draped leg, the limb laying atop the bottom rope and saving her.
The furious Golden Mite punts the calf of Chloe’s leg, not only forcing a yip of pain from the champ but also making it legal to tear into her again. Manning sets to doing just that, having grounded the speed merchant thus far.
The blonde fireplug snatches a shoulder and wrist and hauls the reeling Fields to her boot soles. Chloe brings a fine hello with her this time, slamming a forearm into Janel’s jaw that nearly drops the former Light and Intercontinental titleholder. But the sturdy blonde rears back and returns fire. Her shiver carries considerably more ‘oomph’ than the champ’s and a rattled Chloe staggers into the ropes immediately behind her.
Her foe rebounding toward the ponytailed challenger, Janel wraps an arm around the back of Chloe’s neck. Simultaneously, she presses a hand into Fields’ gulping lower abdomen and ‘hups’ the slender Upstart off her feet. The vertically challenged powerhouse forces the pink-clad champ upright, heels over head, then drops her straight down, threatening to knockout Chloe out with a vicious brainbuster.
Brainbuster (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDenbswjbbA )
Chloe spreads into a wide-eyed and motionless starfish, the crowd groaning at impact and growing silent as they watch the end of Chloe’s very brief reign with the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO…
Fields’ determination and Upstart grittiness presents itself once more when she rolls up a shoulder, frustrating the disbelieving Janel no end. Manning rises and insists to the striped-shirt, she’d finished the “scrawny wimp”. The ref maintains the contrary, holding up two fingers as Chloe takes advantage of the distracted challenger to wearily roll her way out of the ring. The newly minted brunette manages to place boot leather to floor and stagger a few feet from the apron’s edge.
Turning to find her foe has evacuated the ring, Janel pops to a handstand and ‘walks’ around the ring, moving to a corner to put together a tumbling run to the opposite buckles that would make Simone Biles jealous. Having appeared to only want to show off her skills, Janel instead pops to the top of the corner and leaps off with double axhandle bared for Chloe.
But Fields is more ready than she appears, rising in a dropkick that catches Janel on the way down. Fields’ boots THWAP into Manning’s spandex-sheathed chest and Janel’s spine and the back of her skull rocket to the barely padded floor.
Having proven she’s not under some Sampson-like curse by losing her red hair, Strawberry climbs slowly to her feet and hovers over the softly stirring Mite. She settles for recovery mode for several seconds until a spiteful but still hurting Janel kicks a boot out at her ankle. Chloe yips but is spurred to dip and collect the ponytailed blonde off the floor
“How can someone who represented our country be so …you?” Fields asks, before spinning and flinging her foe toward the ring.
The acrobatic Janel is able to leap and fly Superman-style under the bottom rope, skidding to a stop several feet into the squared circle. She pushes to her feet slowly and turns to face the Upstart. Chloe is already on the way, having entered right behind Janel and charged after her.
Manning manages a clothesline attempt at the champion, but the sprinting Chloe uses the arm to spin around her foe’s frame, wrap her opposite arm around Janel’s throat and SLAM Janel to the deck with a Slingblade.
Slingblade
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNnXCrehQ14 )
Popping to her feet to the roar of the re-energized crowd, Strawberry passes on a pinning attempt and, as the former gymnast slowly rises to a knee, Chloe takes off for the ropes. Rebounding, she uses Janel’s kneecap as a pedestal on her return and cracks a kick into Manning’ left temple with a Shining Wizard.
The force of the boot sends Janel sprawling onto her face and chest. Having landed on her knees nearby, Chloe scrambles to the splayed Mite and rolls her foe’s diminutive muscular frame over with a shove, Janel slopping into a dazed spreadeagle. Chloe presses her body tight in a lateral press and hooks a leg for insurance and the…
ONE…
TWO…
Manning’s entire body spasms and she nearly kips to her feet. Falling short, she drops back to her well-padded behind, where she sits in a glassy-eyed stupor.
On her feet, Chloe corrals Janel’s noggin and pulls her up. Manning thrusts an elbow behind her, finding the chest of the champion, Fields losing her grip. Janel turns to regain control of the match and is met with a blistering toe kick. Even with her rock-hard abs, the Upstart’s boot forces Janel’s eyes to widen, a gust of breath escaping her lips.
With the blonde bent at the waist, Chloe raises her left leg and drapes it over the back of Janel’s neck. Boosting herself slightly to get a little more impact, Strawberry rides Manning down to the mat surface, PLANTING the Golden Mite’s face into the deck with an Ace Crusher.
Ace Crusher
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jaj4g8NbbhY )
The shellshocked Janel rolls to her back as the FAWNatics erupt for their beloved, bedimpled Lightweight champion. Chloe pivots from her seated position and covers Manning in a crossbody for…
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
Janel again refuses to let her chance at a second reign be ended, bridging out of the shoulders-pinning predicament, on her chalked soles and the crown of her head. Chloe mounts the bridge and tries to force the former gymnast back down with her weight, but the power in those muscular limbs of Manning remain steadfast even with her head ringing.
Chloe decides to dismount at Janel’s lower end. She plucks Manning’s bare tootsies off the canvas, lowering the bridge, and pulls the stumpy stems wide.
Janel raises her palms to Fields, pleading with Chloe not to follow through on what the crowd clearly is requesting.
“You can’t,” Janel beseeches. “You’re not a…a…meanie.”
“You’re right,” Chloe squeaks. But that doesn’t stop her from rising up and landing in a dual legdrop inside of Janel’s gams, landing atop them and spreading them.
While Janel rises to a seated position, she barely registers even a pinch of pain in her face, her gymnast’s legs barely affected by the maneuver. Instead, she whips a bytch slap to a surprised Chloe’s cheek, whiplashing the champ’s head to the right.
Janel pulls her legs out from under Fields and pistons them into a stomp to Chloe’s chest that sends the tawny-skinned Upstart backward somersaulting to hands and knees, head drooping as she groans and swaddles her bosom with one arm.
The Golden Mite rolls backwards into a handstand and then with a slight shove she inverts herself to her feet. Seeing the champ hurting and motionless, Manning runs at Chloe. Leaping, she throws her legs over the Upstart and comes crashing down back to back with the brunette driving Fields flat to the canvas with a senton.
Janel’s solid frame crushes the air out of Strawberry leaving her squirming weakly. The blonde rolls over towards the champ’s head and hooks her ankle inside Chloe’s leg as she applies a modified STF.
Manning’s strong arms constrict around the brunette’s noggin and almost before she has it locked in Janel is calling for the referee, “Ask her!”
The official kneels out in front of the pair and checks to make sure Janel hasn’t slipped the hold into a choke before asking, “What do you say Chloe? You need me to call for the bell?”
The Upstart tries shaking her head, but it’s solidly trapped, so she grunts out a long “Nnnnoooo”
Janel leans back stretching Chloe further. The newly minted brunette puts her hands on the canvas trying to alleviate some of the pressure on her neck which is clearly being strained. The Golden Mite doesn’t wait long to change her tactics, releasing the chinlock.
She runs her hands down to Fields’ wrists and starts pulling Strawberry’s torso off the canvas. The Lightweight champ shakes her head knowing what the meanie has in mind before she feels Janel’s taped foot on the back of her head. Chloe shouts, “Look away Straw Beary!”
Manning doesn’t make Strawberry wait long before releasing her wrists and pistoning down with her leg, driving Chloe’s chest and face first into the canvas with the curb stomp. Fields lies motionless, her arms out to her sides as the ponytailed blonde drops down beside the stunned girl.
Janel shoots a half nelson, and slips her other arm between the brunette’s legs rolling her right into a pinning position with the leg already hooked.
The Mite-y One nods her head along with the count assured she’s about to start her second title reign over the other FAWN lightweights.
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOOO!
Somehow the former Cirque Du Soleil performer kicks free. Janel runs her hands over her tightly pulled blonde hair. The referee makes a point to show the challenger she only managed a two count. Janel swats his hand away as she hair hauls Chloe back up to rubbery legs, Manning getting in the champ’s face yelling, “Will you just die already!”
The Golden Mite pushes Chloe against the ropes and Irish Whips her across the ring. Strawberry gets her legs under her and hits the cables then pinballs back towards the charging blonde. Janel lifts a powerful arm ready to drive the annoying goodie good into oblivion with a clothesline from hell.
The last thing Manning expects is Chloe to flip around her extended arm and somehow swing around the blonde’s back then come out the other side and catch Janel’s head, spiking Manning into the canvas with a tilt-a-whirl DDT.
The FAWNatics have a delayed reaction as well. It’s not until Janel pops back up on her knees then sinks to the side they realize it is Chloe with the offense. Manning is laid out, arms spread, one knee bent, the other leg straight out. Fields pops to her feet, staggering around a bit, before she falls into the ropes and to clear the cobwebs. Seeing her opponent down, she races back to the downed Mite, but she doesn’t go for the pin.
Chloe comes to a complete stop looking down on Janel then hops into the air and mushroom stomps Janel’s gurls. The crowd cheers as Strawberry hops up again, this time kicking her legs out. Janel folds her arms across abused orbs, which leaves her defenseless as Chloe comes down butt first on the blonde’s open stomach.
Fields rolls over and up to her feet again, running for the ropes and, after rebounding, comes flying back and drops both legs across the blonde’s face and chest with a double leg drop.
Chloe, feeling things are more in her favor again, gets up and puts a foot on either side of Janel’s head. She bends down hooking her arms under Janel’s. She lifts the Mite into a seated position before heading to the ropes yet again.
With Janel stunned and hurting in several places, the Golden Mite never moves as the Upstart comes flying back and throws her body sideways, hitting the challenger with a low flying crossbody. Chloe catches the Mite’s muscular thighs as she lands and holds Janel down for what she hopes is the final time.
ONE…
TWO…
THRNOOO!
Again, the Iowan denies FAWN”S beloved, bedimpled Upstart a successful defense by the barest of margins, throwing a shoulder up and denying Fields her victory. Instead of turning to the official, Chloe looks to Straw who silently seems to tell her bestie ‘TWO’. Fields nods knowingly and turns back to Manning who’s made all fours.
Strawberry pulls the reeling former gymnast to her feet and Chloe gets an elbow to the chops for her trouble. The brunette stumbles away from the impact, wobbling in a wide arc that comes back to the chiseled, chipmunk-cheeked Manning.
Coming from Janel’s six, Chloe THUMPS a forearm shiver into the back of Manning’s skull. Somehow Janel remains upright, likely because of her low center of gravity, but she’s certainly dazed from the blow.
Sensing the opportunity to put the Mite away, Chloe backs to the nearby corner and climbs the buckles behind her, ending on the middle ropes, never taking her eyes off her challenger. With a wobbly Janel in front of her, Chloe launches with her signature Strawberry Jam in mind, an elevated lungblower that was sure to remove the rest of the fight from the Golden Mite.
Strawberry Jam @ 0:10
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CVcCJydZuhE )
But as Chloe leaps from just over the spellbound Straw Beary, Janel turns to face her foe. Manning shows off how much power can be stuffed into a 4’11” frame, able to catch the slender, sinewy Upstart in her arms and immediately send the champ flying up and over with a snappy release German suplex. Chloe CRASHES to the deck, yelping in pain, her back arched in anguish as the challenger flips the script and silences the crowd.
As Fields writhes, Janel fights through recovery mode as fast as she can manage. She stalks the Lightweight champion, Chloe making it to hands and knees. The vertically challenged Janel lifts a wicked spin kick toward Fields’ temple, but the former circus star is able to react in time, ducking under.
Janel, having spun in a 180 and facing away from Chloe, reacts instantly upon the swing-and-miss and backflips beautifully, landing directly behind Fields. Janel presses tight to Chloe’s rump while cinching her arms around the brunette’s tawny tummy then adds to her show of acrobatics with one of strength, hauling the wide-eyed Chloe off the deck, lifting the deadweight, what little there is, up and slowly over before SLAMMING Fields to her back and the back of her skull, this time holding onto the stacked Fields in a German
Backflip into a German
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=05hWwWOid3A )
for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THRENOOO!
Chloe manages to tumble out of the predicament, flopping to her side after having her derriere pointed to the ceiling for 2 and 7/8.
Unable to help themselves, the crowd roars in appreciation, even starting a ‘HOLY SHYT’ chant for the ponytailed blonde. Janel isn’t interested in the accolades however. Instead, she tugs the beleaguered champion to her feet. But when Chloe is yanked there, face to face, she responds with a lightning toe kick to Janel’s abs. The chiseled midriff absorbs the boot well, but the impact’s enough to force Manning to slump and gasp for air, even if for a second.
Chloe quickly spins and reaches over her right shoulder, collecting Janel’s skull in a ¾ facelock and what seems a – yes - a London Calling, or perhaps more accurately a Chloe Calling, Fields drops to her back side and CUTS the hell out Janel. Manning’s head snaps back after impact and Manning flops to her back in a wide, for her, spreadeagle.
With Chloe seated beside her demolished challenger, the Upstart passes on the immediate cover, instead rising and stumbling to her nearby corner. There, she plucks Straw off the canvas and climbs to the top. Turning to face the splattered Janel, Fields holds her BFF close to her tummy and vaults off the penthouse.
Chloe and Straw lift off into the Orlando night and, at her highest, the champ and her bestie plushie tuck in then out and SMASH down across Janel’s gaping midsection in an awesome double team BEAR SPLASH!
Fields and Beary come to rest atop the blasted and barely conscious Janel. Neither bothers to hook a leg and the ref lets the duo pin the Upstart’s challenger together for the…
ONE…
TWO…
THREE!
Manning doesn’t manage even a flinch as Beary and his bedimpled bestie pick up the pin and the win, the crowd ecstatic as they fly to their feet in an ovation.
Chloe and Straw are there almost as fast, pushing off Janel’s carcass and dancing around the ring as the announcer makes things official.
“YOUR WINNER AND STILL LIGHTWEIGHT CHAMPION…CHLOE…STRAWBERRY…FIELDS!”
The FAWNatics are amidst their celebration as is Chloe and friend when a figure with a ponytail of her own leaps over the metal barricade and slides into the ring in blank tanktop and yoga pants.
Chloe catches some movement out of the corner of her eye and turns with clothesline drawn, tossing Beary to safety while loading up. It might be the split second that costs her though, as the interloper catches Fields’ extended arm, swings around, captures the Upstart’s arms in a crucifix then throws her weight to RIP the champ off her feet and PILEDRIVE the crown of Chloe’s skull into the deck.
Crucifx Driver
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-pmJ3eVYJSY )
The stunned audience can hardly believe their eyes when the woman her lowered head and grins maniacally at the assembled, nodding like a predator at the gobsmacked, unconscious Chloe.
Dominique Daly rises to all of her diminutive stature and hovers over Chloe’s remains. She screams at the snoozing Strawberry and then at the jeering multitude. Moving to the ropes, she calls for and receives a microphone
.
Dominique Daly:
“Shut your damn mouths,” Domi demands. “I don’t want to hear that now. Where was that outrage when that Korean freak was forcing me to…to…” Daly stammers to a stop, face growing rosy with rage. “NOWHERE! You assholes lapped it up.”
Domi points at the annihilated Chloe.
“Well this little twit learned what an athlete can do when properly motivated. And believe me, you…all of you…have properly motivated me…et me know I need my own applause more than yours.”
Domi drops the mic and sets to stomping what’s left of Chloe into a tawny-skinned mudhole, the Upstart defenseless against Daly’s wrath. Not far away a recovering Janel staggers to her feet, eyes wide with confusion and not a little trepidation as the Mites have been in far less than speaking terms.
Taking a break from destroying Fields, Domi moves to a worried Janel who holds out a plaintive hand. Daly grasps it and pulls Manning in close for a warm embrace.
“Let’s end this ditzy bytch,” Domi says.
An excited Manning responds with a “Hell yeah”.
The reunited Mites turn and stalk the mewling, burbling Chloe when a fresh Katya and Cromwell race down the aisle and slide into the ring, sending Daly and Janel scattering to the floor, not wanting any of the Upstart cavalry.
Shoulder to shoulder, the two former gymnasts, each having tasted defeat tonight, craft their own version of a happy ending, heading around the outside of the ring as Kat checks on her tag partner and Lizzie stands guard, making threats at the retreating twosome.
Laughing them off, Janel and Domi move up the aisle and ramp, buried in an avalanche of boos, seemingly right at home, each raising the hand of the other high, a worrisome blast from the past threatening to blow up FAWN’s Lightweight scene and make sub-125 a toxic environment for all.