Allison Watson Vs. Bonnie Gastin: Rematch!

"Haha! You look so stupid when you're- AIIIIIIEEEEEE!!!!!!!!"

Jamie's high piercing shriek attracted the attention of every other person in the surrounding hallways. She went tumbling down onto her butt as Duffy collided with her, and irritatingly squirted right out of her arms.

She kicked and thrashed to get away, and hugged her midsection in a melodramatic display of her pain. She narrowed her eyes at Duffy and drew a deep breath.

"HAAAAAAALLLLP!!!!!"

Duffy grinned as they tumbled down only to grimace and groan as Jamie wriggled free, putting a foot in her face and kicking her shoulder. Duffy raised her fist and pounded the ground as she looked at Jamie, clenching her teeth as she tried to hide the pain of her fist colliding with hard concrete.

"SHITE!" She screamed and scrambled sloppily, throwing her body at Jamie again. The whole ordeal probably looked sillier than the faces of the girls involved would lead others to believe as they flopped around like fish. A surprisingly not uncommon occurrence for the AFW backstage.

Duffy tried to grab hold of Jamie's leg and give it a tug to pull her back close even as Jamie shrieked. Her thoughts had been completely lost in the swirl of things and her focus was laser like on the blonde and no where near the arena ...

"Stupid! Stupid! I'm so fuckin' stupid! Fuck!" Clyde roared over and over in his head as he drunkenly raced through the arena Mercy and Bonnie were in danger, Duffy wasn't answering and he had left them alone to be slaughtered by Allison and probably even Jocelyn! He felt like a fool, letting his hormones and a few free drinks cloud his judgement. He just hoped he wasn't too late for the guilt felt unbearable already.

Stumbling backstage he'd hear some screaming and hollering, eventually coming across two people fighting, he ignored them at first but when he heard the accent he knew it was...

"D-Duffy!" Clyde shakily rushed towards her, nearly falling over as he staggered towards Duff and little Jamie Valentine?

Clyde didn't even ask, he sluggishly pushed his way past the small crowd of surrounding people reached out for Duffy's arm and tried to pull her, like a kid tugging on his mom to show her that sweet toy that they had passed up.

"C-C'mon girl I need ya ta' help me with Bonnie and Mercy and crap! I-I'm drunk as 'ell. J-Jamie ain't worth the time!" He muttered while pulling Duffy as hard as he could manage at the moment.

Mercy was leaning against the ropes, finally getting her bearing when she winced as Bonnie yelled loudly. it snapped her to attention and she looked at the writhing mass of psychos looking to eat Bonnie. She then blinked and looked at Bonnie who seemed to be swept up in the moment as well.

Mercy's heart began to race and she looked back to the entrance ramp. If anyone was going to come, they probably would have done it by now. The match was clearly over so what else was left? Mercy quickly slipped out of the ring and reached out to grab Bonnie's ankle and give the blonde a hard yank.

Maybe SHE wanted to go down with the ship, but once Bonnie was devoured by the hungry lionesses, what would be left of Mercy? HER fight or flight instincts were still quite in tact. She pulled as hard as she could, hoping she had enough strength, and enough surprise to tug the delusional blonde out of the ring. The girl wasn't even wearing a shirt! What did she think she was doing!?

Bonnie didn't move, she was ready to fight for Mercy and didn't take her eyes off the insane duo until someone tugged at her ankle, she already had weak legs, so Mercy would have no trouble pulling Bonnie's leg out from under her.

Bonnie flopped face first. "Oomph!" She grunted at the fall, turned her head towards Mercy with a slight tired growl as she was being tugged, Bonnie stubbornly tried to grip the ropes. She  felt a little embarrassed by the fall and Mercy was trying to get her to run like a coward!

"M-Mercy! Whaddya doing!? Let go! I ain't runnin'!" Bonnie was already expecting Allison to mock her as a coward.

Allison's eerie calm was back, as if it had never left, while she stepped seductively toward Bonnie. She carried herself with poise and placed each step on a line in front of the last so that her hips swayed just enough. Her expert fingers undid the clasp on the collar on her neck, and she pulled it away and held it out to Bonnie.

"By all means, your little dog may go, but that leaves you to be our pet. We may even take you for a walk..."

Mercy tugged relentlessly, trying to tug Bonnie and break her grip on the ropes. "Don't be an idiot! The match is over! Now you're just being suicidal! Please, Bonnie!" Mercy begged.

Jocelyn stalked behind Allison and looked at Bonnie. She had her own stolid yet hungry look in her eyes. "The Seppo clearly wants us to do whatever we want to her, pinkie. She's probably soiled those dainty little things she's callin wrestlin tights with how wet she is." Jocelyn mocked.

"Gastin's don't run!" Bonnie argued, her best excuse, it pained her to ignore Mercy, she was afraid but she had her pride. It didn't stop her from freezing up a little as Allison made her cool stride towards her, no longer looking insane but retaining her icy demeanor as she strutted seductively towards her like a runway model. She stopped before her and offered her the collar.

Bonnie's head bobbed up to look at Allison in red faced disbelief. She was no pet! She darted her eyes aggressively towards Jocelyn after her comment, wanting to slug her. Both of them looked so creepy with their predatory glare.

Bonnie then looked at the collar and closed her eyes with an expression of pain before opening them.

"Fuck both'a y'all." She then let go of the ropes to allow herself to be pulled under them and tried to limp away with Mercy, if the two lions let her go.

Allison smiled at Mercy with a sinister and self-satisfied gleam in her eye, like she had won a game that no one knew they were playing. She waved goodbye to the two as they made their exit, and then turned to Jocelyn.

Without a word, she grabbed her and pulled her tight against her body, put one hand behind her head, and greedily kissed her, her tongue plunging aggressively into the Aussie's mouth.

Mercy watched as she hauled Bonnie away, throwing the Texan's arm over her shoulder but making sure that neither Jocelyn or Allison was coming after them. She wanted to make damn sure that she could at least see them coming if they were going to snake their way towards them. However, as they inched up the ramp, Mercy almost sighed in relief as the two began to kiss. She blushed a little two. Could they ever do anything that wasn't lewd... and sexy?!

Jocelyn kissed Allison back as hard and as deeply as she could, aggressively pushing their bodies together while the crowd showered them with a hail of boos and a few catcalls mixed in.

Jocelyn pulled away and looked Allison in the eyes with a mature, sultry glance. "Next time you think you can quit me... I'll bash your fuckin' skull in, you limey wanker." She said and forced another deep kiss and melted against Allison, reaching down and squeezing Allison's hand roughly.