Bullet Club vs. S.A.S. - Sibling Rivalry

Luckily enough, GASTER had proven herself to be a comfortable landing pad for both of the high-flying Bullet Club members. Given she was now knocked for a loop against the barricade with mini mimikyu's dancing around her head thanks to her sisterly sacrifice...it still meant that the Jackson sisters were short one sister. A realization they noticed upon standing back up, and one they were going to start bickering with each-other about in regards to the other's piss poor aim...

...were it not for Alice plowing both forearms into the back of their knees and taking their legs out from under them. Each sister belting out a pained groan before crumbling down to fall to their sides, both sisters cradling the back of their knees with a wincing grimace as the referee started hassling the teams legal members to get back into the ring.

"Ngh...you were the one spozed to take her out..."

"Tch...the hell outta here...you missed yer mark by a country mile..."

The searing pain the back of their knees did not prevent the bickering Jackson sisters from laying into the other about who missed their intended targets. Each one massaging their bent-in knees and languishing on the floor while glaring opposite one another until Nikita started being unwillingly tugged upward by her disheveled hair. Nikki now beginning to sorely regret starting off this match as she hobbled about on one knee in grimacing discomfort before having that same face slammed off the side of the ring. Her legs losing more stability as she slouched against the ring before being rolled back inside in a rattled daze.

Meanwhile, Mackenzie was managing to stagger back up to her wavering legs. The older sister grumbling from the aching soreness felt in her knee, but she started feeling comfortable enough to put pressure back on her leg and-

"AGH!! You mother-!!!" At least before Alice cracked her in the knee again, sending Mackenzie tumbling back down to the ground where she started to reapply the same massaging upon her knee. Nikita, meanwhile was bobbing her head up and down while shuffling around back inside the ring with her own sense of false security until the vengeful Gaster sister splashed down atop her abdomen, her limbs jolting from the impact that had her wheezing from having the air slammed right out of her lungs.

Nikita took it as a personal offense whenever some poseur ended up nailing her with a high-flying maneuver, considering that to be her thing. But damn if it didn't suck just a little more knowing it was coming from the same hardcore, double eye-colored loon whose ass they were kicking just a few minutes ago.

The scrappy Bullet Club member seethed and growled from being tugged off of the canvas and having her scruffy-haired head stuffed underneath Alice's armpit. The audience now riled up from Alice's dominant woman handling of the tag-team, with a wavering wobbliness to Nikki's legs as she remained arched over with her left arm dangling limply...but her right arm firmly fastened to the middle rope to her side. Ensuring that once Alice dropped down for the DDT, Nikki would pop her head out for a fall that would only end up having the back of Alice's head smacking into the canvas.

Clinging onto the nearby ropes saved Nikita a major headache, both in the literal and figurative sense. The red-striped Jackson sister demonstrating keen ring-awareness and her tendency to be a slippery and annoying escape artist when it comes to her opponent's as she now sagged against the ropes.

Nikita scowling bitterly as she followed those ropes toward the nearest ringpost, than pressing her back against the turnbuckle while climbing atop it until her feet were placed on the middle rope. The arrogant B.C. member pointing a finger gun at the rattled Gaster sister who was just than turning around to face her. Prompting Nikita to go leaping off the ropes and ensnare Alice's head in a side head-lock before twisting around to slam her skull first into the canvas in a tornado DDT.

Nikita always did have a knack for one-upping herself in the same match. One ho-hum DDT being soundly put in the rear-view for a twisting and aerial variety that was way more flashy, dynamic, and reminded the critics about why the Bullet Club was one of the more sought after tag-teams of this generation.

Not that Nikki was feeling like a spring chicken right now though, the younger Jackson sister briefly laying splayed out on the canvas before willing herself through her aches and pains back to her feet. Sauntering through a woozy-headed fatigue to approach Alice and reaffirm a snug headlock after tugging the Gaster sibling back to her feet. It would be a bit of an aching slog, but one that would be worth it if she could manage to waltz them both back to the B.C.'s corner. Mackenzie having retaken her standing there and positioned her frilly laced boot in front of the top turnbuckle. Nikita attempting to slam Alice's hardcore mug right into the treads of Mack's boot...and hopefully soon afterward tag her big sister into this match already.