Crimson Legacy vs. Bambi and Thumper - Odd Man Out

[BlackAkuma]

Oh, wow. Betty was starting to see the potential that Arthur saw with this Kyo dude. It was just too much fun to rouse a stiff like this.

It all came with playing her part in the moment, though. In this setup, she was often tasked with drawing attention in the ring and distracting the referees, who would guess that a tiny, hot redhead in a skimpy two-piece would be good at demanding someone’s attention.

She didn’t know exactly what her partners were doing behind her, but the faint, distant grunts told enough of a tale. Poor, poor Makie.

She could only hope to keep this up for so long, though, and half the battle was knowing when it was being pushed a step too far. She threw a quick look over her shoulder, noting the mysteriously worse-looking Makie back in the ring, and finally moved away from the referee, waving to Kyo as she went and giving him a sly wink on the way out.

”Man, oh man, they did a real number on you, didn’t they?” Betty muttered under her breath as she skipped in, then reached down and grabbed Makie by the hair, forcing her to her feet. ”Don’t you worry, cutie. This little dance is almost over, I promise.”

As soon as Makie was all the way up, Betty brought her head under the woman’s shoulder and pulled her in tight, holding her at the waist. She planted her feet, lifted her up, arched her back, and proceeded to plant Makie on the canvas with a Northern Lights Suplex - suplexes weren’t typically her thing, but she wasn’t typically taking on opponents small enough for her to do one well on, so she figured it was a good time to spice things up a bit.

And, of course, she might as well go for the pinfall while she was at it. Betty would brace after the impact, bridge out, and try to plant Makie’s shoulders on the canvas, even standing on her tiptoes to get that little bit of extra weight involved.