Friction World Title Match - Kelly Conway (C) Vs. Akashi Tanikaze

Taylor jumped and squealed out of pure joy. Her beaming smile was in total contrast to Kelly's sour-faced fury.

"Ya knoooow... My birthday is coming up next month. Did you plan this?" She said coyly, tilting her head and giving Kelly a knowing look. "Because this is the best birthday present EVER!"

She skipped back to Akashi and hugged her from the side. "Is it weird that I'm so happy right now? Shouldn't I be way more pissed off that they just ambushed you like that? I mean, I am pissed off... We'll get 'em back, Kashi, don't worry."

Kelly turned her back on Taylor and left with Talia up the ramp. Feeling like she was on the verge of a Taylor induced Aneurysm

As Kelly turned and started up the ramp, Talia awkwardly started after her, crawling on her left hand while leaping forward with her right foot. After several uncomfortable hops, the brunette turned back towards the ring, grabbing the rope with her free hand to balance herself. "You got what you wanted. Give me the key," she yelled in at Taylor. Now that Kelly was leaving it was difficult to demand anything with Akashi back on her feet. But she had no choice. "Now."

Taylor turned to look down at Talia and pointed a finger at her. "Hey," she scolded. "YOU should be happy that me and Kashi don't get that camera and go to work on you. And besides, I don't have it!"

She spread her fingers out and wiggled her hands with a lopsided smile, though there was something much less jubilant in her eyes. She couldn't look at Talia without feeling it.

"Tell ya what," she said, and planted a hand on her hip with her hips cocked. "Go meet me at my locker, we'll get the key, and you and me and Akashi can have a long talk about your behavior, mmmmkaaaaay?"

For a fleeting moment, her smile disappeared entirely, and her stare alone could've killed Talia. She grabbed the top rope and took a seat on the middle rope to let Akashi out of the ring. "After you, Pork Chop. If you want to play with Talia on the way I might not stop you at first."

Talia glared right back at Taylor through her mock.  The sheer nerve of the woman made her eye twitch with rage.  She wouldn't attack her while she was tied up like this.  Taylor thought far too highly of herself to do something like that.  But the brunette wasn't about to give them the satisfaction of making her ask again. "You fucking whore."

She turned and dropped to the floor, landing on her left arm.  Then, balancing on it, she hobbled forward with her right leg.  As it scooted up, she leaned forward again with her hand, continuing to move up the ramp like a caterpillar.

Akashi slipped through the ropes, listening to Talia and watching her futilely try and caterpillar up the ramp. It was awkward and pathetic, really. The sumo slipped up the tamp and stopped next to the girl.

"Talia-chan..." She said in a surprisingly gentle voice. "I hope one day you might learn a lesson from your actions." She said solemnly, hoping to let the girl reflect a bit. She then spoke up again, changing her tone a bit as a grin formed on her lips. "I mean, you have beaten quite a bit of stamina out of me so, unfortunately, I cannot properly help you up."

Akashi bent down and grabbed the handcuff that bound Talia and tugged on it. She began to drag the brunette up the ramp. The least she could do, even after Talia had done so many terrible things, was help her escape from the humiliating gaze of the thousands in attendance and millions watching at home. She did not, however, have to be gentle or delicate about it.

Talia heard Akashi coming but tried her best to ignore her. It was humiliating to say the least. She was contemplating which limb of Taylor's needed breaking the most when the sumo stopped beside her. "Lesson?" she asked bitterly to Akashi. "I think you've taught me plenty-" she started before the sumo grabbed hold of the handcuff and roughly dragged her up the steel ramp. She cursed as her shoulder bounced off the steel gratings and backstage.