Lucky vs. Jinx 2: Unexpected Difficulties

Sakura laid completely flopped on her couch, her arm folded over her face to block out the rays of the ever-rising sun. She had spent... ALL NIGHT working on this very special part of her Manga, the pages still scattered about her desk messily as she had neglected to organize it before passing out here. She sighed heavily and rolled over as the sun washed over beautiful, white skin, the cheerleader groaning with discontent as the day itself attempted to wake her!

"Mmmnnnnh.... Five more minutes, mama..." She muttered sleepily... before grabbing at her phone! Her hand slapped around at the coffee-table beside her resting-place for at least a good, solid minute before her fingers managed to curl around her all-important rectangle, the cheerleader bringing the BLINDINGLY BRIGHT screen up to her eyes in order to read the time...

"Mmh... It's only... mmmh.... 7:30... I.... got time..." She yawwwwwwned before dropping her phone BACK where it had rested... and going back to sleep! Lucky hadn't even bothered to change out of her relaxation clothes and into her PJ's, the girl sporting only a loose... almost see-through t-shirt and REALLY short sweat-shorts... not a shoe nor slipper to be found upon her feet! Her hair was less than taken care of this morning, such were the consequences of choosing to rough it in the living room.

Lucky found herself lost in dreams... dreams of... Jinxie surprisingly! It started with her waking up... just from this very spot, Lucky going to investigate... something behind the door only to find it was that cute, little butter-ball Jinx waiting for her! Things would quickly turn cuddly as the darker woman threw herself into the cheerleader's arms, saying something... something important based on the girl's intense, soulful expression but she couldn't say exactly what! Their eyes met... an intense curtain of tension falling over them as the two girls leaned in....

"Mmmh..." Lucky sighed happily, curled up into a little ball against the back-cushions of her couch. "...Jinxie..."

"I'm not sure how binding this actually is."

Jinx grumbled, casting a glance back as the Tension referee behind her. She had gone through a lot of trouble to have this arranged. Reaching out to the brand of AFW neither her or Lucky were signed directly to, having a contract drawn up, and even finding an official familiar with how the division's 24/7 title match were conducted. There was of course a small issue of the title not being involved at all which apparently meant there was some issue of expressed consent.

"It's binding enough for me… people will love this, it's fiiiiiiiiine." Jinx looked down to her clipboard where the match contract resided, awaiting a signature for her opponent, amber eyes narrowing. She was wearing her usual ring gear though it was obstructed by a plain brown jumper and a baseball cap, trying to look the role of someone delivering a package. She had wanted the referee to do the same, but the most they were able to do was convince them to cover their striped shirt with a jacket.

Stopping at the apartment door, Jinx consulted a slip of paper under the one on the contract, double checking to make sure the addresses were correct this time. They had already had an unfortunate run in a floor lower in which the overzealous cat girl had assaulted an elderly woman… not her proudest moment but after shoveling some yen on her and assuring her this was all part of a hidden camera show they hadn't wanted to press charges.

Everything in order, the dark haired girl in disguise glared at the door, reaching out to knock loudly. She held the clipboard carefully at just the right height to obscure her face from the view of a peephole. After clearing her voice with small cough, Jinx spoke up, voicing a lower more masculine tone to remain undetected. "Delivery!"

Lucky groaned, nearly rolling off the couch and onto the floor as an... odd voice called out through her door! At first, she couldn't make out the words, what with her head stuffed so deep in her pillow it was a wonder how AIR got through but the voice would yell again... this time, the words coming through!

"D-delivery...?" Sakura mumbled, her emerald eyes fluttering open as she glanced down towards the door, slowly sitting up! "...B-but my art supplies isn't supposed to be here until next week..." With her mind still waking up, the only conclusion Sakura could draw was that it Amazon had shipped it early and she had somehow missed the notification on her phone! Huh! She guessed they were just being extra nice to her today! Lucky her, right? Sakura would jump to her feet as quickly as she could... almost falling FLAT on her face with her dexterity only partially with her at the moment! Excitement would slowly bleed past the lethargy that filled her so grossly, the Cheerleader's signature smile blooming to life!

"I'm finally gonna get the colors I neeeeed!" Lucky giggled as she placed her hand on the knob! "Maybe I can finally start inking some of my earlier pages!" And so... Sakura pulled open the door...

...And saw a girl...(?) and a woman! That couldn't have been right... She coulda sworn she heard a guy... or something that sounded like a guy out here!... Maybe... this one with the clip-board was him...? Sakura tilted her head, blinking her emerald eyes rapidly, trying to get the sleep out of them! Hmmmm... There was something about this face she recognized... but... what was it...? And where was her package? It didn't seem to be anywhere in sight!

"...I-Is my thing downstairs?" She asked, glancing between the two seemingly innocent delivery people questioningly!

Plain brown coveralls did a lot to hide her feminine proportions. She had even though to pop on a hat and gloves to really obscure who she was. It was a taxing process, mostly because she disposed wearing layers and it was getting hot at this time of year. The questioning tone in Lucky's voice got a small snicker from Jinx as she shoved the clipboard practically into the other girl's face to keep herself hidden behind it while pressing the issue.

"We need a signature first, miss, before we bring the package up." She responded in her forced gruff tone, adding afterwards. "Don't mind her, she is just training today." She was speaking of course about the covered referee beside her, who quirked an eyebrow at that excuse. She gave the clipboard a small shake, letting a pen enabling from a line of cord rattle against the backing.

"Right on the dotted line… then you can get what's coming to you." Jinx had to keep from giggling at her choice of wording with the double meaning involved. She was so close, all she needed was for Lucky to make the fatal mistake so she could capitalize on it.

Had this been sometime later in the afternoon or some other general time where one would be expected to be fully awake, Sakura might've suspected something was going on here! From the strangely familiar facial features of the delivery... guy that was now shoving a signing clipboard in her face... to the oddly present second delivery person who was wasn't sitting downstairs and guarding her package! Was there a third person downstairs... So many people for some art supplies...

BUT Lucky was running a bit slow this morning as sleeping on the couch would do to you and so she bore no mind to either the oddly intimidating choice of words the person before her uttered or the fact some mere ink colors and pens would require a signing! She glanced between the two one more time before shrugging her shoulders and taking the pen in hand! Scribbling a quick approximation of a signature, Lucky doodled one last little heart at the end of her name before flashing the overall-ed delivery guy a cute little smile! No need to read through it all, right? It was just... no refunds, all sales final, all that stuff the people are required to give the receiver by corporate. ...Or something like that... She wouldn't know because she never read it!

With her signature cutely scribbled on the dotted line, Lucky would set her pen back down upon the clip-board and flash a tired, but bubbly smile at the delivery-folk!

"There ya go! Signed and stuffs! Um... Do... do you need help bringing it up or something? I couldn't have ordered that much..."

Jinx dipped her head, veiling her face in shadow cast from the brim. With a guy she pulled the clipboard away, eyeing it over closely. The referee leaned a bit closer, eyeing it over her shoulder as well before nodding slowly. "Yep… it's official." The disguised official murmured softly.

"No help needed to bring it up…. Cause I'll be bringing you…" Jinx tossed the clipboard over her shoulder to the official, amber eyes shining under her hat she gave Lucky a fanged grin. "...Down!" With little to no warning, she pounced, attempting to spear the unsuspecting girl into the apartment and drag her to the floor. She washed no time in trying to mount the woman and pin her down.

"Count it!" She threw back her head sending the cap off, calling back to the referee. The official shrugged out of their coveralls to clearly display their striped shirt before dropping into the doorway, ready to start counting if Jinx could stay on top.

Lucky couldn't help but feel more and more odd about these two delivery-people. The one with the who stood in front of her dipped his head downward, hiding his darker complexioned-face beneath the rim of his hat, the other one taking the clip-board and muttering about it 'being official.' What... had they had trouble with people faking signatures in the past? She didn't understand... Something was all screwy about this situation, but she didn't know what...

She would soon find out though, as the person before her suddenly TACKLED her to the ground, Sakura letting out a SHOCKED cry of surprise, if a brief one as soon all the air would be KNOCKED out of her lungs as the man speared her to the ground! But it wasn't just any man! Through eyes squinted in pain, the cheerleader watched as the dark-skinned individual tossed of their hat, revealing that it was, in fact, JINX herself, disguised as a man, DEMANDING the other person, a ref disguised as a fellow delivery person, to COUNT!

So many things were whirling through the cheerleader's mind at once! First, WHAT! Second, THE HECK, Third! WAS GOING ON!

The fourth thing running through Lucky's mind was how HAPPY she was to see Jinx again! ...She made her, like MADDER than she'd ever been with her last time, kicking her stuff around and messing everything up... BUT STILL! She couldn't deny that she'd long since forgiven her! But why was she attacking her now and WHY after she signed the paper thingy? Was it BECAUSE she signed it!? And if so, what did she just sign!?

The ref brought her (as it was revealed) hand down, SLAPPING it on the floor once...

"YAH!" Sakura JERKED her hand up, breaking Jinx's pin! "Wh... What's going on... If... you wanted a hug, nnnnnnyou coulda asked...." Lucky giggled raspily, her arms wrapping around Jinx's body, giving her a nice little snuggly hug! "Hnnnnn... You didn't... have to go through all this trouble... for a hug....!"

Jinx scowled as Lucky threw up an arm. Even with the element of surprise it hadn't been enough to get a quick and easy win. Feh! That was fine… this just meant that she would get to throttle the sickeningly cheerful puffball to prove that she was in fact the superior wrestler. Her scowl twisted into a wicked smile until…

"Nyah! W-what the hell are you talking about!" Jinx was wrapped up in hug so sweet it might give her cavities. She pressed her palms down to Lucky's shoulders, pushing at the woman to try and squirm herself free from the embrace. "This is a match, I am not here to cuddle you!"

The referee nodded, kneeling in the doorway. "Falls count anywhere, no holds barred." The official scooped up the clipboard, holding up the clipboard with the match contract displayed on it. "We didn't have a bell of anything, but the match is started… just so you know."

Jinx gave a hard jerk to break herself free, scrambling back to crouch at Lucky's feet like a cat about to pounce. Her Amber eyes narrowed in to thin mischievous little slits as she worked the zipper of her coveralls down, sliding out of the cumbersome costume to display herself in her usual ring gear.

"Nice place. Shame I am going to throw you all over it!" Jinx lunged towards Lucky, trying to quickly scramble up along her side, fingers reaching down to grab a huge clump of her hair in two tightly balled fists. In a normal match this would most certainly be illegal, not here. She would pull hard, likely on purpose, to drag Sakura deeper into the apartment, looking to throw her into the first piece of furniture she could find.

"Wha???" Lucky gasped at Jinx's declaration, the cheerleader's eyes widening substantially! "A match!? B...but we aren't in the AFW! I didn't sign any agreement papers or anything! How can it...." The ref cut of off suddenly, remarking how it was all here in back and white, a no-holds barred, falls count anywhere match!... Which meant... here... She would lift up the clipboard, Lucky's eyes focusing on the print for the first time, the sheet... being a typical AFW Sign paper! She had actually signed on for a match without even looking at it!

...If her arms weren't occupied in snuggling her cuddly kitty, she would've facepalmed so hard right now!

Jinx would RIP herself free of Lucky's hug, SPRINGING back and landing in an almost cat-like fashion, crouched on all fours like she was a kitty girl from one of her favorite anime's! ...SO MANY MIXED FEELINGS RIGHT NOW! On the one hand, Lucky was... like... about to pull Jinx into her arms again, to cuddle and kiss and snuggle her all over just because she was the cutest thing in the nearest area... and that meant something considering Lucky's apartment was COVERED int he cutest little anime mascot plush dolls! On the other hand, Jinx had just done an elaborate (and completely fool-proof) plan to get Sakura to fight and defend herself... in her own HOME no less! There was a certain level of dishonesty here that Lucky didn't appreciate! Especially between friends! Even if Jinxy could be a prude, calling her out in the open as if Lucky had humiliated her in some way, it was a LOT more honest then... whatever this was! Then, of course, there was the fact that she felt SOOOOOOOO STUUUUUUUUPID for signing up for a match that she didn't even READ about! STUPIDSTUPID LUCKY!

The cheerleader would rise up into a sitting position as Jinx fell back in her crouch, Lucky shaking her head softly, ruffling her hair and trying to jerk the mind-blocking fuzzies outta it!

"H-hey... Uh... Don't mess it up too bad! I got important stuff in here!" Lucky asked... just as Jinx grabbed two big FISTFULLS of her hair! Instantly, a big fat SHOCK of pain flashed across her scalp, Lucky's lips curled into a pained snarl, teeth clenched tightly in her mouth!

"OOOOOOW! OWOWOWOWOWOWOW! STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!" She pleaded, Jinx dragging her deeper into the apartment.... FIRST STOP, LIVING ROOM! The closest two pieces of her furnature was a cabinate that held ALL SORTS of amiibos that she collected, alongside various other collector's statues and other such anime-fan toys organized in alphabetical order, by color, etc.! It took her at LEAST a week to get it all set up that way... so it's order was very important to her! The other was a sofa with all sorts of plushies and pillows atop it, turned to face a small coffee-table before it and a smaller table with a small flat-screen on top before that. Jinx had many options to throw Lucky into... and all Sakura could do was struggle to free herself!

Amber eyes shifted around the apartment, taking it all in as she forcefully dragged Lucky along. The place was nicer than she had expected not only in the look of it but the smell too. The cheerleaders quality of life was fairly decent and to her surprise, quiet organized. They would have to work on that.

The cabinet was the first stop, picking up speed as she neared to try and slam Lucky into it like a battering ram. It was the hardest thing in sight and would serve nicely to start working the other girl down. Should things topple off the shelves it wasn't really a concern for her. Trashing Sakura's place was the icing on this cake she intended to devour.

"What's wrong? Don't like entertaining company?" If she had managed to send Lucky careening into her amiibos, Jinx was quick to jerk the other woman back towards her, tucking the platinum hair girl's head under the crook of her arm. With a hard yank she would back them up, reaching out to grab the lip of Lucky's bottoms for a good grip.

She hopped in place, landing with a solid thump, grounding herself to carry the momentum into a backwards twist, trying to rip Lucky up off the ground and send her up and over in a suplex towards one of the arms of the couch, intent on making the landing as painful as possible.