AV 14 Lucy Grange Vs. Gail Hatzis: When Santa's Away, the Elves Will Play Match

Well, it wasn't too unexpected to get the chocolates, given the setting... but that hardly made it less upsetting. Even a crappy Nerf gun woulda been of SOME use.

Regardless, she spun around back to face Lucy, but the blonde missile was already flying at her! Gail barely had time to move her arms to brace, the impact was still (more than) enough to knock the air out of her lungs, sending her crashing onto her butt.

Lucy was kinda hoping to send Gail flying, and maybe bury her under a mountain of presents. But alas it was too much to hope for it seemed, but she had least got Gail knocked down on her backside. And that was something, Ms Grange let out a grunt as her back hit the ground.

But she needed to try and keep this momentum, and hopefully try to dip Gail in the egg nog. So with that in mind the British waifu would scramble back to both feet as quick as she could, and grab both of Gail's legs. Trying to drag her near the large tub of egg nog, Lucy knew she needed to do this in order to win. And figured she should try to go for it.

Gail coughed for air, hoping to catch at least a short break.

But no. Lucy went to drag her towards the "finish zone", filled with undoubtedly cold nog. She kicked out, trying to get her hands off, pushing her weight into her arms to impede progress as much as she could, but Lucy definitely had more energy right now.

Lucy's face was contorted into a grimace, it was from effort. "Gee Gally, might want to lay off the mince pies." Ms Grange muttered out, if she had more energy then it would have been in a joking tone. But right now she was content in just trying to claim victory.

But how to get Gail into the bath of egg nog that Lucy had to throw her into? Ideally Lucy would pick Gail up and hoist her onto her shoulders and toss her down. But considering the situation, Ms Grange had an idea.

While still keeping hold of Gail's legs Lucy positioned herself near the vat of egg nog, and using her upper body strength would try to lift Gail off the ground and slam her against it. It wasn't something Ms Grange was used to, but if it worked then chances were good she might stun Gail.

They were getting a bit dangerously close to the pool. It didn't seem too bad, but Gail knew it would feel like a vat of goopy ice water. As intent as she was on staying out, Lucy wanted her in the same.

Her whole body was lifted off and then smashed down, backfirst into the cold floor again. "Uugh shiit!" Groaning in pain, Gail shot her fist out instinctively, to hopefully discourage Lucy from getting close enough to push her into the pool to signify the end.

Lucy was getting miffed here, the freezing cold did little to help matters. But Ms Grange was so close to victory at this point, all she needed to do was toss her opponent into the awaiting egg nog. How hard could it be?

Well Gail was making it as hard as she could, if she'd only stop struggling then Lucy could just toss her in and be done with it. But then an idea came to mind, it was crazy sure. But if might work, could be crazy enough for it.

Lucy hoped to grab Gail's arm and hoist her over the shoulders, wincing as she felt the weight of Gali. "Geese, less of that stuff." Ms Grange muttered as she would try to quickly toss Ms Hatzis right into the egg nog with a fireman's carry! Not her usual sort of thing, but her old man did teach her the basics at least.

Gail was making it difficult for Lucy, but not difficult enough. Lucy scooped her right over her shoulders, making all her efforts for naught, aside from (rather lamely) smashing her fists into Lucy's back in a final attempt to stop her progress. She looked down into the chilled pool and it was quite obvious that soon enough, she'd be bathing in it, short of a miracle.

But no miracle happened, only a quick toss of the "naughty elf" in the air, followed by a loud splash and a louder shriek out of her mouth. "Y-you bitch!" She flailed her arms in the icy pool of nog, splashing the liquid all over the place, it was sooo cold!

Lucy felt the egg nod spill onto her cheek, thanks to the close proximity of the two girls. Ms Grange knew she had won this match, it was an odd one to be sure. But at least it wasn't hentai stuff, her old man would most likely disown her if she showed her private parts on TV.

The British girl stood up and rested her arms on the rim of the tub, grinning down at Gail. "Hey there! You look kinda natural in that stuff!" Lucy said cheerfully, but her necklace was sticking out. Almost like it was up for grabbing.....

Lucy's annoying taunt didn't quite have the sting that it might usually have. Probably because the brunette was a tiny bit preoccupied with the icy cold pool of nog. It was like her whole body was flashfrozen, she could barely move around from how cold it was!

But even with her limited movement, Gail did the natural thing given the lucky opportunity. She clawed her arm around Lucy's neck, if she was going to have to suffer this abnormally cold treatment... at least Lucy would have to suffer the same. "C-cong-gratula-lations...!" she said with shuddering sarcasm, it seemed that both girls were getting hypothermia this Christmas.

Yep it sure looked chilly in that egg nog tub, Lucy almost felt a bit sorry for Gail. Key word almost, still better her than her. This would make for a funny story to her old man later if he wasn't watching this match, least Ms Grange didn't get naked.

But Gail was still moving, and Lucy was instantly regretted her choice of actions. As Gail clawed her arm onto the neck of Ms Grange she got it caught in the bell collar that Lucy was wearing. And it made it all the more easy to yank Lucy right into the egg nog tub.

"Oh shi!!!" was all Lucy could yell, for she was quickly chucked into the egg nog tub. And boy was it chilly, and gooey too. Ms Grange quickly tried to get herself in a vertical stance inside the stuff, yep it would be a fun story indeed.

"G--Grinch..." Lucy muttered out at Gail, trying to not let the egg nog get in her eyes.