Match D: Dixie Clemets “The Three Count Cowgirl” vs “Dancin' Sista Number 1” Aisha

[Devastated]

Dixie would be a bit of a grump at first, but as her rival nudged her and asked her that question, the blonde would let out a tired and breathy laugh. She would nod her head. " You'right....fair and square...hah" Dixie would then start to prop herself up by her elbows, rising a little as she would look over down at Aisha.

" Hell yeah ah am. Just don't you go losin' on me, until I get a chance to take you down..." Dixie said with a smile towards her rival, offering a closed fist over towards Aisha as she started to push herself up to a set. Offering the Dancin' Diva a solid fist bump. Of course she'd cheer for Aisha, they were friends after all....but rivals first.

[Lunaspark]

Aisha did the same, forcing herself to sit up and face Dixie. She was tired, and didn't quite have the words to respond to her rival and her friend, but she didn't need them.

Her arm came up, and Aisha returned Dixie's fist bump to her, gently pushing their fists together for a moment, before falling back to the mat again. She was tired, and Dixie had pushed her to the limit, but it was fine. She would recover, and she would be ready for the next round, regardless of who her opponent was going to be.

[Devastated]

Dixie smiled at Aisha as she took the fistbump the same way that Aisha meant. Her rival wasn't going to lose, that much was clear to Dixie, and if she did...then the cowgirl would have to give her a royal beating the next time they met. When Aisha fell back down onto the canvas, Dixie remained up for a moment or two.

She then slumped back down, she needed another minute or two...to catch her breath and clear the cobwebs that were still lingering around in her aching head....the match closing with the two beautiful blonde rivals laying on the theirs on the canvas.


Winner: Aisha