Tension 24/7 Title Match: Carmen Rodriguez(C) Vs. Clyde Gastin

Clyde remained on the floor his chest rising and falling. not moving a muscle until Bellemanaged to lift him up. he puffeda breath of air when he was hoisted on her shoulders. he remained as limp as a noodle atop her shoulders, with his limbs dangling

Belle grunted as she hefted up Clyde over her shoulder. This was going to be tough for her, but she managed. Once Clyde was nice and propped up, she turned and looked at Carmen.

She grinned wickedly and looked down at Carmen's form. The cowgirl raised her foot and slid her toe along Carmen's chest. All she really had to do was press her foot down for three seconds and the belt would be hers or, maybe, she could just drape Clyde over her and let him win the "new" match.

As much as she wanted the belt, though, the thought of Carmen knowing Belle could have taken it and didn't was much more appealing. Plus, she needed to get Clyde out of there before HE came around. She had gotten the prize she'd came for and that was good enough for her tonight.

Letting her toe slip off Carmen's breast, she winked at the unconscious champion. "I guess ya did earn it and maybe I ain't that cruel." She said and turned, looking at the camera. She gave a thumbs up to it as she passed.

"Belle B. Barker's a gal a class n' distinction, haha!" She chirped to herself as she carried the cowboy off.