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

"T-this is what you g-get!" Gail couldn't really sound too triumphant about it, being in a pool full of cold. Still, it was nice that for once, Gail and Lucy were suffering the same fate... even though she technically was the loser, it was easy to forget that when dunked in this ridiculously cold tub.

Without really thinking about it, Gail had started clinging onto Lucy's body tightly; the only remotely warm thing in this pool of icy, noggy goo. "[color=#8000FF]N-not h-how I w-wanted to spend my Ch-christmas..." She said with chattereing teeth, trying to guide both of them closer to the edge, but it felt like she was getting no where at all in here.

Lucy was shivering to the bone, this sucked. And to think Lucy almost got away with it too, if it weren't for the stupid necklace she was wearing. Oh the humanity! Or was that the warmth?

Ms Grange still took solace in the fact that she had at least won this match more or less, Gail was the first in the tub of doom. So Lucy won yeah? That was something to think about, but Lucy was a bit taken aback when Gail chose to cling onto her. And here Ms Grange thought to first thing Gail would be doing is try to escape the egg nog tub.

"H-heh, f-for once I'm agreeing with you. Don't mean to break up this little cuddle but I-I would like to get out of here, I mean this stuff's d-delish but I don't want to be in it!" Lucy said as she made to try and move through the stuff and tip herself out, her old man wouldn't be happy in the least at seeing this. But Lucy reckoned it'd make a for a nice gif or two.

For once, Gail couldn't disagree with Lucy. She could squeeze her as tightly as she tried, but the longer they were in this icy pool, the more she was risking hypothermia and whatnot. "Y-yeah, al-alright... l-lets go..." her teeth clattered as she tried to swim them back to the edge. She wasn't a bad swimmer by any means, but the combination of trying to stick alongside Lucy for warmth, the wet clothes and the ridiculous cold made it a real challenge.

But eventually, somehow, they were out of the pool... and it didn't help at all! They were still freezing, only now, they were dripping thick, creamy nog all over the place, and without a doubt, there'd be people making stupid jokes about this for years to come.

Lucy was making to get out the egg nog pool, oh her old man would be livid. He trained her to be a proper wrestler, not living it up in egg nog with a noted rival of hers with cold weather to boot. Getting out of here, and going into a proper hot tub with a mug of chocolate sounded like a gift in and of itself.

Ms Grange got herself out the egg nog, her legs going upwards as she landed with a roll. Lucy's face winced at the coldness, both her arms instantly holding each other as she tried to gather as much warmth as she could. Which was to say wasn't much, yep time to bolt.

Without a word to Gail Lucy rushed up the entrance ramp, even as the notes of love fury passion energy was blazing from the speakers. Although Lucy had a feeling that this might not be the last time that she met Gail, but hey it could be fun. Although maybe in warmer weather to be sure....

Winner - Lucy Grange