Tag Team Match! Whitney White and Abigail Snow (Debut) vs Sakura and the Swede (Debut Team)

"Ugh! Why the hell did I have to be paired up with someone like you!?" Whitney exclaimed as she circled around in the locker room, her partner Abigail sitting on the bench silently.
"Because the higher ups said so," Abigail said in her cold monotone voice, "No use complaining."
Whitney would sigh as she stopped in front of the bigger woman with her hands at her sides, "Just make sure you don't hold me back!"
"Noted," Abigail said as she got up from the bench when she heard her theme and Whitney's theme playing, "Time for us to go."
"I know that!" Whitney barked as she followed the huge woman. The two wrestlers exited the backstage and into the arena. While Whitney was far more enthusiastic, waving to the audience and smiling at them. Abigail on the other hand was like the silent beauty, calmly walking down the ramp. The two would climb into the ring and waited in their corner for their opponents.

As usual Linnea would be panicking backstage, bouncing around and practising her hand raise while Sakura was in clear view of the opponents and Fans as she was just slightly backstage and could plainly be seen before their theme " Sweet child of mine " by Guns N' Roses would blare through-out the arena which would prompt the big purple haired beauty to walk out towards the ring

Linnea would then notice her opponent only after turning around and would panic as she quickly ran after her partner, her bunny ears and tail moving as she caught up with Sakura, definitely making her look a little less serious than Linnea would want.

Sakura would enter through the middle ropes at the same time Linnea would just Linnea would duck under while Sakura ducked under the top ropes and ducked under the third rope, both woman entering the ring and looking at each other before a quick nod which would prompt Sakura to smile before walking back to her corner and leaving the ring so she can stand on the outside ring apron.

Linnea would then look towards her opponent's and would proudly walk up to them before putting her hand out for a handshake and saying " I'm Linnea, that over there with the big breasts and cherry red hair is Sakura, who're you? "

Whitney and Abigail would watch as their opponents would come out from backstage. Whitney would smirk, stretching one last time, confident that they'll win. While Whitney stretched and waited for their opponents to get in the ring, Abigail was already sizing up their opponents.
Around 5 feet tall, specialty: high flying and speed. Possibly the brains between the two, Abigail thought in her head, analyzing Linnea before looking at Sakura.
Around 5'7, specialty: smother and power moves. Should be slow and low stamina, Abigail noted until their opponent enter the ring.
Whitney heard Linnea's introduction and smirked, "Whitney White, the girl that's going to be beating your sorry ass! Oh and this is...what's your name again?"
"Abigail, Abigail Snow. Pleased to make your acquaintance," Abigail introduced herself.
"Right! Well let's get this show on the road!" Whitney exclaimed as she jumped into ring, readying herself, "So who's up first?"

Linnea would smile as Abigail seemed to be respectful enough and then when she watched Whitney make her rather rude introduction which would make Linnea's facial expression change pretty quickly into a frown as she held onto Abigail hand for a second longer before letting it go and opening her mouth to speak to Whitney.

" Who do you think genius? I'm the one in the ring and she is outside the ring you should actually use your eyes if you are even competent enough to do that. Oh yeah and my ass won't be sorry, actually It'll be quite comfy seated on your pained and contorted back as you scream and cry for the superior wrestler to just accept your surrender. " Linnea would say while getting in Whitney's face and looking back at Abigail for a second before giving Whitney a quick and swift slap to the face and then hopping back a few feet.

Speed specialist, definitely. Submission specialist, undetermined, Abigail thought as she watched from her corner, acted as if she was staring off into space when in reality she was watching with her utmost attention.
Whitney would glare at her opponent when she heard her insult but before she could retort, Whitney would feel Linnea slapping her across the face and jumping back. Whitney's right eye would twitch in anger as her face began to go red.
"That's it bitch!" Whitney would charge at Linnea, trying to tackle Linnea. If she is able to land the tackle, Whitney would pick Linnea back up and threw her to the ropes.

Linnea would watch Whitney charge at her and would try to side step the move before landing a quick jab to her opponent's face and then would try to jump up and land a dropkick on her opponent while she was reacting to the punch, that is if it connected.

Whitney would then laugh a little bit as she looked down at Whitney and would say " No worries you can relax now, after that display there is no way I could make you look more foolish than you already are. " Linnea was a very charismatic woman and knew exactly which way to twist and turn people mentally to make their moves predictable, still though she figured her opponent would be a bit harder to drive to simple rage than this.

It probably helped that Linnea had the speed and impeccable perception to go along with her amazing ability to manipulate people, there was a reason Linnea was the scout of the match although there were positive and negative reasons for her playing this part in the match due to her blows being weak enough that even Whitney could probably shake a fair amount of them off.

Whitney would notice Linnea started to try and side step her charge and saw the jab Linnea would try. Not this time, Whitney would think to herself as she adjusted the direction she went, ducked the jab and tackled the Swedish. With the two short woman going down the mat, Whitney would get back up on her feet and pick Linnea up.
"I'm not that predictable!" Whitney smirked as she would threw the Swedish to the ropes, slingshotting Linnea back to Whitney, who prepared a clothesline. If the clothesline hit, Whitney would jump in the air and try to land on Linnea's stomach with her butt.

Linnea would clearly underestimate her opponent as she would quickly be met with a tackle after trying to aim her jab, she admitidely would be a bit used to fighting larger slower opponents and so would be caught pretty easily by the tackle and would be whipped towards the ropes.

Linnea would then end up running back towards Whitney and being floored by the clothesline and before she would react she would be met with Linnea's butt crashing into her stomach, making her pant for breath as she tried to throw up her arms to push Whitney off in desperation.

Whitney would smile happily as she was able to land her combo on the Swedish girl, "What was that about sitting on my back and making me beg to my superior again?" Whitney would quickly get off Linnea and run the ropes, climbing on the top one and jump, trying land a splash on Linnea! If this hit, Whitney would follow up with a headscissor. But if Linnea would roll out of the way, Whitney would greatly hurt herself as she would belly flop on the mat.

Linnea would be surprised that she had been taken down and would just bite down onto her lip a little bit as she heard her opponent's retort to her earlier comment. Linnea would see her opponent running towards the ropes and would stay down for a second and watch Whitney climbing the ropes before her opponent would leap off of them.

Linnea would then quickly sit up enough to throw herself out the way of her incoming opponent and would watch the painful landing before breathing heavily and thinking " Right...You underestimated her just don't let it happen again and don't rely on speed against her, just try to tire her out and let Sakura observe her as much as I possible can " Linnea would think as she caught her breath quickly before standing up, she thought that Sakura would definitely be the star of the tag team and that she would just be support, but she was going to be the best damn support she possibly could be!

Linnea would walk over to her opponent and turn her towards her stomach, before jumping up and landing her almost pathetic weight on Whitney's stomach before quickly jumping and turning in mid air to crash her back into Whitney's stomach, chest and torso, going for a quick move she had learned and utilised often in her homeland of Sweden.