Allison Watson Vs. Bonnie Gastin: Rematch!

Allison clenched her jaw as Ace wrenched her neck to the side by her hair and forced her to follow her lead. She shielded her face with her arms again, just before Bonnie's knee slammed into them, knocking her back and rattling her brain. She squeezed her fists until the pain in her arms subsided, and then continued climbing to her feet, bent over with Bonnie holding her hair.

"Y-You think im a... Child!?" She spat before trying to lift another knee towards Allison's face. "You wanna play with me, fine!? But you ain't goin' near my family! Stay. The Fuck. Away!!" She had seen how Allison had toyed with people physically and emotionally. Felt it mentally.

She tried to stuff Allison's head between her legs and flex her thighs tightly around Allison's head and cheeks. From there, Bonnie reached forward and tried to grip Allison's bikini bottoms. For the crowd and herself, she'd yank back on the bottoms, but not just to embarrass her. With the momentum, Bonnie fell back, trying to yank Allison down with her for a hasty, pulling piledriver!

Another knee crashed into Allison's forearms, and she hissed at the pain it caused, but her face remained unscathed.

"And you think you could stop me?" She breathed just before Bonnie stuffed her head between her legs. The tug on her bikini bottoms drew and uproarious reaction from the crowd, and then Allison went down headfirst into the mat, which hurt. A lot.

She kept her head still, and with her eyes closed she put her hands over her temples to steady herself. She was stunned and dizzy and in pain, but she still wore a faint smirk across her pink lips.

"I... Would!!" Bonnie cried before slamming Allison as the crowd cheered.

"Fight, Bonnie! Fight!" Roared the crowd, much to Bonnie's dismay, she never got chats before. She stood on her feet shakily and offered Mercy a high five before trying to grab Allison's right leg, pressing it down before Bonnie tried to push herself into a handstand, attempting to slam her knees into Allison's bruised thigh.

Mercy was glad that Bonnie got back into it and seemed to be building momentum. However, when the high five was held up, Mercy looked sideways. She wasn't going to return that! How unprofessional! Mercy's cheeks reddened and she merely nodded back to Allison. Bonnie should probably keep her eyes on the prize if she wanted to win this match after flailing around for most of it.

"Grrrrrrgh..." Allison's tortured growl followed the ring shaking impact of Bonnie's knee on her leg. Her face twisted in pain, and she jackknifed up from the mat slightly before laying flat again. Even in so much pain, her head still swimming from the piledriver, she retained an uncanny composure.

Such that instead of moaning in pain, she was laughing. She smiled up at Bonnie through the mask of hurt she wore.

Bonnie just smiled as Mercy kept it professional. She almost forgot she wasn't supposed to take sides. Either way, Bonnie stuck Allison's leg and turned to the woman, expecting her to be in pain but instead she was laughing!

"W-What the? " Bonnie gasped, weren't her attacks doing anything!?!? She was completely composed and smiling! Bonnie couldn't believe it.

"The hell is wrong with ya!?!?" Bonnie exclaimed, trying to stand with Allison's ankles in tow, tucking the legs under her arms before trying to fall back, attempting to slingshot Allison into a corner!

Allison put her hands up in front as she was slung into the air, and crashed face-first into the turnbuckle, snapping her head back and making her cry out. She stayed upright after hitting, and stumbled back from the corner, one hand over her nose.

She shook her head, still dizzy and hurting. She could feel the damage done to her neck from the piledriver. But when she turned to face Bonnie again, it was with a smile and a seductive, if wobbly, stride.

Bonnie was going for one of brother's combos and tried to spring up to her feet, but she was sore and tired. She had been constantly moving for much of the match, burning energy without pace. She panted while looking up at the lights after flinging Allison before shakily standing on her feet. She couldn't go for a German right now, she knew that.

So when Allison turned, Bonnie was ready to strike her. But she noticed something, behind that smile and enticing seductive glace that made Bonnie a little uneasy, she saw Allison was wobbly.

Bonnie grinned. "Aww... You ok there hun?" Bonnie taunted, hopping on the balls of her feet adjacent from Allison. "You ain't lookin' so hot. Need ta break for tea? Crumpets? Need Hair gel?" She teased.

"Unsteady, a bit. Like you were, after I broke your knee." She tilted her head and sang the words pleasantly to Bonnie. "Is that all, then? Have you lost your nerve again?"