Match Type: Tables Match
Rules: The winner must put the loser through a table to win.
"CHEYENNE! You're gonna kick some granny ass tonight!" shouted Deanna Duncan, smiling proudly.
Cheyenne Black Rock stared at her smaller partner quietly for a few moments before finally saying, "What?"
"Granny ass, you know... because your opponent. She's, like, old and stuff," said Deanna, gesturing vaguely. "It's less clever if I need to explain it, you know."
The Native American continued to stare at Deanna with an expression of befuddlement before ultimately crossing her arms over her chest and then saying, "I will take her as seriously as any opponent."
"Right, but I mean... why are we plucking them out of an old folks home, am I right?" said Deanna, rolling her eyes with a smirk.
"...Are you through?" asked Cheyenne.
"Yeah, yeah. I just got one more. Do you think they'll let her wrestle with her walker?" asked Duncan, hands on her hips, giving a mockingly concerned look.
Cheyenne resumed giving her partner a strange look before taking a deep breath. "My match is about to begin," she stated bluntly.
"Cooool, cool cool. I'll be right behind you. I'm going to see if they'll give me a microphone in case she doesn't have her hearing aid in," said Deanna, snorting out a laugh at her joke.
Sugar & Spice by Icon For Hire began to play as a spotlight shone on Cheyenne Black Rock, looking on at the ring imposingly as Deanna Duncan trotted out behind her with a big smile on her face. Without much fanfare or glitz, the Chieftess walked down to the ring as Deanna followed behind, hips swaying to Cheyenne's music. Casually, Cheyenne walked up the ring steps and shoved down the top rope as she stepped up and over it before walking over to her corner, arms crossed over her chest as she awaited her opponent's arrival in this Tables Match!