4. Emma Roberts vs. Vanessa Hudgens - '5 Minutes Alone' Bout

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Emma Roberts
(28, 5’2, 96 lbs, 20:10 FCBA, The Dollhouse)
Vs.
Vanessa Hudgens
(31, 5’2, 108 lbs, 71:35 FCBA, Lookout! Boxing)

Results: Lookout!; Story: Vassago & The Dollhouse & Lookout!

BEFORE:
A tense, deafening silence throughout the press conference room as we await the arrival of two of tonight’s fiercest hellcats. Emma Roberts and Vanessa Hudgens have been disagreeing on just about everything since Roberts signed with the Dollhouse almost two years ago, and most of all, disagreeing about who is better. Their first in-ring showdown ended with Hudgens coming out on top with a round 10 knockout, sending Emma into a frenzy (after she woke up…) that lasted all the way ‘till tonight, and the doll has since sworn to DESTROY the brunette if she dares step into the ring with her again. Well, Nessa Hudgens is not one to back down from a challenge, especially one coming from someone she has already defeated not that long ago. But tonight will not be just a regular boxing bout. Hell no. That’s not how these two roll. Tonight is a “5 Minutes Alone” stipulation bout. Which means, one of these two will EARN the pleasure of doing whatever the hell she wants to her opponent for 5 whole minutes right after the winner is declared.

Seems like the favorite for tonight is still Vanessa Hudgens if you ask just about anyone, with the brunette getting inducted into the FCBA Hall of Fame a mere 2 months ago and sporting a staggering amount of fights (more than 100!) under her belt. But with recent losses to Lily Collins and Michelle Williams, Nessa is definitely not invincible - despite what she herself may have you believe. And speaking of the ‘Fittest Fly’, here she finally is, strolling into the press room and right past security (which has been greatly increased at Carmen Electra’s demand to prevent any pre-fight ‘incidents’ between these two arch-rivals) to loud cheers from the press conference attendants.

The Lookout! Star sits down, leaning back in her seat, arms crossed, a sly grin on her face – the hall of famer is oozing confidence and the entire room can feel it. But, not much time to ogle at the dark haired beauty as right after her – it is Emma’s time to make her appearance and the stunning blonde is accompanied by Dollhouse CEO Carmen Electra as she swiftly makes her way to her seat in the opposite edge of the table, with Electra sitting right to her side, with two beefy security guards standing in the middle of the stage, making any attempt at a physical altercation for either girl that much harder.

Roberts on her part, appears to be very upset, annoyed, or just plain angry, but we’re not sure if this is just her normal demeanor or if she’s just very unhappy to be sharing a room and breathing the same air as her most hated rival, the woman who humiliated her earlier this year in front of the entire world. Well, It’s probably both! As Emma immediately turns her attention to the amused Vanessa, starring daggers at her opponent for tonight before finally sneering at the brunette: “So you actually showed up. Shocking.”
Vanessa chuckles, doesn’t move an inch before shooting right back at the blonde: “Apparently not too surprised to keep you speechless, which would've been a real treat for the fans, as well as myself, not to have to be subjected to the endless sh*t you keep spewing. -“

“Shut it, Nessie.” Emma interrupts. “I’ve been patiently waiting for tonight for more than half a year, and I’m NOT going to let you ruin it with your low IQ, bimbo drivel. No one wants to hear what you have to say, b*tch. Because guess what? This is MY night, and you’re only here so that I could completely and utterly DESTROY YOU! GET IT?!” Emma screams, pointing one long skinny finger at Nessa.

"Emma….only in your delusional world, do you think you get to give orders. In case you forgot the last time we stepped into the ring, you lost. You had to be SAVED from me.” Nessa chuckles, starring right into Emma’s increasingly reddening face. “If we met up anywhere, you're second freaking place. If we are both walking towards one another, you move right out of the way because you're mine. You don't EVER get to speak to me like that, so why don't you stop throwing a temper tantrum and apologize before I own you." Nessa says with a confident smirk playing across her lips, then sticks out her tongue as she adds with a snicker, "Again."

This is apparently all it takes to drive Emma mad, as the infuriated blonde jumps from her seat, her eyes fixed at Vanessa, fully intending to punish the older girl for daring to speak her mind, only to be stopped in her tracks by a very determined Carmen Electra, who manages to push her petite fighter back before whispering something into Emma’s ear, which luckily for everyone involved, seems to calm her down a bit. Emma calmly sits back down, a look of complete disdain on her face.

“Apologies. I have a hard time controlling my emotions when confronted with UTTER STUPIDITY. Whatever.” Emma takes a deep breath before continuing. “I fully intend to end Nessie’s career tonight. I will beat her, I will knock her out, and then I will make sure she is freaking DEAD.” Roberts slams her fist on the table as Vanessa rolls her eyes shaking her head.

Emma continues. “I won’t even NEED those 5 minutes. Do you know what I’m capable of doing to you in just TWO minutes?!? You hideous sl*t!” Roberts shrieks as the heat levels in the room reach boiling point.

Nessa however, remains completely calm, which only serves to infuriate Emma even more. The brunette only raises an eyebrow, eyes glinting mischievously as she grins confidently, "From what I've heard talking to like, ALL of your previous boyfriends around Hollywood, lasting two minutes might be a real problem for you, you jealous b*tch. I'm not worried about five minutes, because guess what? You won't be f*cking winning. From the moment you arrived in the FCBA, you've been trying to avoid dealing with the fact that I'm better than you. You've ducked me SO often and then when you did step up, I beat your worthless ass. Owned it completely and utterly. Proved to you I'm f*cking fitter and better and here we are again, where you are going to be MINE."

Carmen Electra doing her best here to keep her Doll in check because there might be visible steam coming out of Emma’s ears at this point.
“In an attempt to remain calm before the fight tonight…” says the blonde in a slow, deliberate tone – “I am bringing this press conference to a close affective immediately. Any further discussion will be done inside the ring three hours from now.” Turning her gaze towards Nessa for the last time, Emma sneers – “See you there, you hideous, disgusting monster.”

And with that, Emma jumps to her feet and storms off, with Electra forced to apologize swiftly before running after the Doll and disappearing into the backstage.

Vanessa can only giggle as she watches her opponent storm off with great amusement, the Lookout! star remains sitting in her chair, happy to have the last word with everyone’s attention focused solely on her.

“End my career…can you guys believe this clown? Does she look like someone who could ever end my career?!” the brunette chuckles. “I mean, I could definitely end HERS tonight…But.. you know what? I’d rather see her sticking around, just so I could beat her up some more whenever I feel like it. And I ALWAYS feel like it.” Vanessa smiles, gaining some audible support from many in the press room who’d rather see the brunette beauty prevailing tonight over her icy blonde counterpart.

It’s finally fight time, and Vanessa is the first to make her entrance as her music begins playing throughout the arena! The ‘Fittest Fly’ bursts through the black curtains to immediate loud BOOS from the Dollhouse fans – this is the Doll Ball after all, and Vanessa is not a fan favorite around these parts, to say the least, posing a huge threat to the home favorite tonight wherever she goes. Nessa is clad in a black sports bra with the words 'Princess' in golden letters across her chest, with matching shorts and gloves. Nessa's hair is in a fighting ponytail as she bounces towards the ring, seemingly in high spirits, her outfit showing off the incredible physique of this brunette in her prime. Vanessa makes her way to the ring accompanied by Demi Lovato, basking in the hatred of the fans in attendance tonight, her confidence shining through as she shrugs the boos off, giggling as she casually hops into the ring and makes her way to her corner, where the Hall of Famer begins stretching, awaiting her nemesis to make her appearance.

And here she is! The Dollhouse’s ‘Ice Queen’ bursts through the curtains to peak levels of noise in the arena, her aloof demeanor in full display as she makes a beeline for the ring, eyes fixed at her awaiting opponent the entire way. The petite 28 year old is clad in a pink satin robe, covering most of her body, her blonde hair in a tight ponytail and she is accompanied on both sides by Carmen Electra and coach Kristanna Loken, with an entourage of Dollhouse personnel following right behind.

Emma stops right in front of the ring, commanding one of her staff members with a wave of her hand to help her out of her robe. The man complies, of course, and the robe is removed, with the fans roaring their approval as Emma reveals her signature fight gear – a pink and white sports bra and tights with matching gloves, showcasing her tight fit body, looking perfectly ready to unleash hell on her opponent tonight.
The blonde grabs onto one of the ropes and climbs into the ring with the grace of a cat, exchanging a hateful glare with her nemesis from across the ring before walking directly to her corner.
Chants of “E-MMA! E-MMA!” fill the arena but the Ice Queen is barely affected. Her face a mask of determination and concentration on the task at hand as she leans against the corner post, starring at a smiling Nessa with fire in her eyes. Everything seems ready folks, with the referee directing some final words to each girl, but not bothering with any sort of sportsmanship display as that kind of stuff should be saved for other fights.

But HERE WE GO, referee signals for the bell and we are off with 10 rounds of extreme flyweight action in this hatred fueled grudge ‘5 Minutes Alone’ bout!

ROUND 1:
The fans going wild as the girls are finally let loose on each other - Emma has the crowd behind her and even though Nessa knows the blitz is coming, she can't quite stop it and gets pancaked up the middle by the younger actress. Emma finds a surprisingly easy path to tag the brunette's chin before blasting her on the ribs with a quick hook. Coach Loken gets vocal early and Emma stays committed to the phone booth blast shutting Hudgens down in the process. The older girl just can't match Emma's stride here in the opener and gets dumped behind a high earmuff while barely avoiding a trap along the ropes. “I’ll wipe that freaking smile off your ugly ass face b*tch!” Roberts gets vocal herself come the final minute when she switches low to punish Vanessa's midsection but runs out of time to issue a proper send off as Hudgens wobbles back to her corner in visible discomfort. “Pathetic…” Emma sneers as she struts back to her corner.

ROUND 2:
More of the same in the second as Roberts tries to blitz her way into a commanding phone booth stance however Vanessa nails her with a quick chin-checker and moves on from there as both girls dish out the juice. Nessa almost slams her elbow into Emma's jaw before she actually does at the second effort but the referee doesn't want to separate the two hellcats so the Lookout guest makes the most out of this opportunity and drills additional uppercuts into the stunned blonde's face. Emma drops to her heels and struggles to mount a comeback from behind the guard as Nessa covers her in the point-blank range dispute and lands a nasty double on each temple to sink the Doll fighter into quiet scowl at the bell. “You’re WAY too weak, Ems!” Nessa taunts before turning her back to the wounded blonde.

ROUND 3:
Going back & forth again as both girls settle into the phone booth dispute that brings a lot of joy for the fans especially when Emma pancakes Nessa's pretty face during the opening minute. Huffin' & puffin' to establish a commanding spot enables a vintage flyweight madness and Hudgens quickly develops a visible swelling around her lips as Emma keeps plugging along while showing no signs of weakness even when the brunette swings over the top and crashes into her brow ridges with plenty of venom. A quick shoulder barge in the boobs throws Vanessa onto her heels and Roberts takes it from there with a vicious uppercut on the jaw that finally sends the older girl reeling onto the ropes... think again, Nessa spins out of trouble at the last second and has the home favorite chasing her around for remainder of the round.

ROUND 4:
Lookout corner is upset that a West Coast girl doesn't enjoy the Staples support even against a Doll fighter from New York but Carmen Electra had the tickets well covered for the fan club members. Nessa's outburst down on her stool must be driven by her swollen lips according to Erin Andrews in the booth and she finally gets the better of Roberts during the initial exchange at the start of the fourth. Emma's glued on working that facial damage but begins to misfire down the stretch and suddenly the brunette lands the crisp punches at higher frequency. She nails the blonde on the nose with a proper ooomph and ducks underneath the aerial swing to blast into the exposed chest which catches Roberts by surprise. Nessa doubles down on the uppercut blast and tags both the jugs & chin before a looping cross tears a small patch across the right brow ridge. Emma wobbles to her heels but still reacts too late and eats a brutal hook on the mouth THAT SENDS HER CRASHING DOWN ON HER BACKSIDE!!! Big time reaction from the audience as the California lads finally see the local girl running the show after that slow start! Poor Emma appears to be completely stunned by the knockdown, disoriented as she tries to make it back to all fours quickly but collapses right back to her side…then wisely taking her time as the ref counts all the way to eight before Emma pushes herself upright again. The ref gives her a little delay which makes Lookout manager Paris Hilton really upset in the stands and the clock runs out before Nessa can cash in with more juice which makes her very angry at the bell! Huh! Emma saved by the bell as Kristanna Loken pounds the turnbuckle in frustration during the break. “Freaking WEAK. She wont last past the 6th in there with me....this might be even easier than I thought it would be.” Nessa declares as she’s being worked on on her stool.

ROUND 5:
Vanessa rolls out the uppercut blast and tries to soften Roberts up even more but she fails to find that big punch as Emma responds by hanging back in mid-range for the first time tonight. Someone looks mucho scared here but Roberts is unwilling to fly back into the phone booth struggle and has Hudgens chasing her around with room to spare. Only single punches find their way through though albeit that's enough to make the blonde looks very vulnerable but then again, Vanessa's epic fight at the Awesome Autumn PPV (Hi, Emma Watson!) could still play a role here tonight. Nessa hopes to finish the job quick but can't match the blonde's footwork for the time being which is slightly surprising indeed. Hell, even the Fittest of them all can have physical issues, right? Roberts spends the round in backpedalling retreat and loses all that early promise for good now despite the wild cheers from the Dollhouse fans in the audience. Nessa gloating, grinning at a frustrated Emma and taunting the blonde by raising both gloves to right below her eyes and rotating them in a ‘wiping off tears’ motion, as loud boos can be heard from the front rows around her.

ROUND 6:
More early aggression from Hudgens who intends to clobber the reeling petite blonde outright but the precision goes away quickly as suddenly Roberts finds her groove in mid-range despite all that previous phone booth success. She lures the brunette into a flawed hurry up and nails her across the nose on the counter before drilling her up the gut to force a scowling noise on the spot. Nessa lifts her head just to eat a vicious left cross and drops onto her heels while Roberts catches the second wind in full swing and squares right back up to her foe. She thumps Hudgens onto the ropes with a jabbing flurry and camps into her guts come the final stretch as the Lookout girl struggles to embrace the midsection switch without clinching the younger opponent.

ROUND 7:
Vanessa appears a little gassed here and both girls abandon the high-attrition effort which leads into an extended clinching that makes the crowd sweat it out before a stray elbow digs into the brunette's boobs and allows Emma to cash in with an uppercut drive. Still both hellcats look lethargic down the stretch and the action slows right down into a tactical back & forth from afar as Hudgens shoves the blonde off following a lengthy wrestling struggle. Both girls circle around each other and issue verbal spats but neither of them blinks as they load the batteries for the looming money rounds. Nessa owns the knockdown tiebreaker and Erin Andrews believes that counts a lot even on hostile Dollhouse territory. It's Emma who needs to go for it as Nessa rumbles on the verbal alley after the bell and makes some obscene gestures aimed at the Dolls' corner.

ROUND 8:
Emma needs the push but Nessa goes for it instead as she apparently wants to secure the home run to silence the Dollhouse fan club! Big time swinging from the Hall of Famer leaves the blonde reeling again but Emma avoids the hits even when looking sluggish on the defensive side. She weathers the initial storm and ducks underneath a somewhat desperate lunge before blasting the older actress across the boobs. Ugh! Nessa spins out of danger and beats Emma for the overhand which restores the order; it's a Lookout order mind you as Emma gets bumped onto her heels and struggles to match the phone booth intensity that once again takes over. Vanessa works on those swollen lips to the extreme and wobbles the blonde to the side but misfires on the intended put away and Roberts escapes to safety. Coach Loken is furious as Nessa counts her chickens with a dubious twerking display after the bell but she's apparently got this one covered on the cards right now. “Throw in the towel Loken…before it’s too late for her!” she shouts from across the ring, watching the fatigued, wounded Emma sinking into her stool and getting a mouthful from the Dollhouse head trainer.

ROUND 9:
Despite the projected lead on the cards Nessa wants to rub a little extra leather into Emma's face but the initial exchange has the blonde matching her stride for stride before she switches low and bumps into the brunette's rack. Ugh! "So that's what you want b*tch?" Nessa is happy to explore the JMD route and teach the New Yorker a lesson however Roberts is not one to be mentally subdued easily – the Ice Queen goes even more south and belts her in the navel while an accidental clash of heads sends Hudgens into blown gasket mode... a booming hook catches the top of Emma's forehead and leaves her exposed for a similar hook that finds the jaw... Nessa squeals in pain on the spot and wobbles to the side as Emma shoots above her right arm and tears a bloody patch under her eye moments later. She leaps into a jabbing blast before Hudgens can recover and snaps her head back & forth until she traps her onto the turnbuckle where she goes fully haywire and smacks more pretty face to bury the older girl behind a tight earmuff for remainder of the round. Huh! One more to go and Emma has some fire burning here as the crowd chants her name!

ROUND 10:
Emma runs across the boards as she seeks the Hail Mary punch but Nessa refuses to back off... one more swing for the fences or something and BOOM!!! Blonde girl nails it into the brunette's eye that half-spins the Hall of Famer on the spot... Nessa slumps into yelping mode and reacts too late as Roberts connects with an uppercut double that finds the jaw before another wild hook tears that gash under the right eye even more... Vanessa tries to swing back but loses her balance and gets SMOKED by a vicious cross on the nose THAT SENDS HER CRASHING DOWN ON HER KNEES!!! Are U kiddin' me? “DIE sl*t! DIE!!!” Emma barks down at her downed foe before strutting back to her corner while Nessa soaks up the standard eight count while down on one knee... "Stupid b*tch!", Nessa shakes off the daze and sends the New Yorker a proper death stare but Emma’s senses are sharp and the Ice Queen can smell blood in the water and when the fight resumes Roberts beats Nessa for the overhand punch and tees off in the phone booth to leak more blood from the gash under the eye! Vanessa is stunned by the onslaught and misfires all over the place but she refuses to disappear behind the earmuff... she trades blows in the center of the ring but then it's going all one-way traffic as Emma bludgeons her on the fly... Ugh! Even the referee's shirt begins to show signs of that red liquor but then Emma plugs one on the solar plexus which really catches the older actress off guard... Vanessa trips back onto the ropes with a loud scream and deploys the earmuff after all... and Emma barges into her guts to slam more unanswered leather... even the Dollhouse fans have lost count but she just batters Hudgens into a complete stupor and... and... THE REF STEPS IN to halt the bout! How about that! Vanessa slumps into his arms and she seems finished! That's a Lolo Jones-like Olympic disaster but it's TKO10 Emma Roberts in come-from-behind fashion!!!

Official Decision: Emma Roberts defeats Vanessa Hudgens via TKO10!

AFTER:
ITS OVER! ITS OVER! ROBERTS WRECKS HUDGENS! The crowd is going absolutely wild here as the volume in the arena reaches very unhealthy levels! Emma standing absolutely still in front of the ref, her chest heaving , body drenched in sweat, taking quick deep, heavy breaths while her eyes remain locked on her target for a few long seconds. The Dollhouse corner meanwhile, is in an all-out celebration mode with Carmen Electra and Kristanna Loen high-fiving each other before giving their girl a standing ovation for what is probably the biggest win of her career!

And Oh Oh…….HERE WE GO….we know this song! It’s ‘5 Minutes Alone’ by Pantera blasting through the arena speakers and the fans go completely nuts as they all know what this means!!!

Emma not even bothering taking her gloves off, barking at the ref to evacuate the ring amidst the noise. The ref quickly obeys, knowing these were the rules agreed upon by both competitors, leaving poor Nessa dazed and exhausted on her knees in the middle of the ring, and the count begins!!!

Nessa might be in bad shape but she seems to be aware enough to realize what is happening based on the horrified look in her eyes as Emma quickly approaches like tigress possessed and GOES TO TOWN ON HER FACE!!! Roberts swinging wildly at the defenseless brunette’s face and it only takes 2 or 3 swings for Nessa to collapse to her back on the mat, Emma’s adrenaline and hatred are too much for her to even care, the blonde still swinging wildly at thin air after Vanessa has already hit the mat in a heap. Emma wastes no time, quickly removing her gloves and throwing them aside, before running behind the fallen brunette and grabbing a handful of black hair. “Let’s go NNNNessie!” she sneers, towering above Hudgens before YANKING hard at her dark tresses, surely tearing plenty of hair right off the scalp as Nessa groans in agony in her barely conscious state, now being dragged helplessly around the ring at full speed by her hair alone, as Emma sweeps the mat with the body of her conquered foe.

Emma drags the brunette to the Lookout! corner, dragging her all the way to the corner post sbefore suddenly letting go of the hair, causing the back of Ness’as head to hit the mat hard with a THUD, further disorienting the poor Hall of Famer. “Out of my way!” Roberts orders Nessa’s team - who are forced to comply, of course, clearing the corner for Emma to do as she pleases. The Ice Queen quickly climbs the second rope, posing for the ecstatic fans for a few long seconds, hands on hips as and blowing kisses in all directions as she basks in the glory of her monumental achievement. And for the first time tonight, a big, satisified, evil smile appears on Emma’s face. This is it. The best possible ending for the year for this girl, and probably the WORST possible ending for another. But Emma’s smile doesn’t last long – it soon disappears, replaced again by a look of sheer hatred and contempt as Emma decides to jump down, using the top ropes to aim herself LANDING RIGHT ON TOP OF NESSA’S TUMMY!!! OUUFFFFF!!! Emma’s boots DRILL into Vanessa’s midsection as the shocked brunette groans in pain, folding in half underneath the weight of the blonde crushing her.

Roberts not satisfied, jumping up and down on Nessa’s poor tummy for emphasis, using the ropes for leverage, making sure to drill her boots deeper and deeper into the abs of the self proclaimed ‘Fittest Fly’.

A look of sheer horror on the faces of those in the Lookout! camp, as their best fighter is surely having one of the worst nights of her career. But Emma is not nearly done yet, with 3.5 more minutes to spare, she hops back down to the mat, grabbing Nessa’s hair AGAIN, and dragging her moaning, destroyed nemesis across the ring for more punishment in the next ring corner, repeating the same process again for the delight of the fans in all four corners of the arena.

This is hard to watch folks. Vanessa Hudgens may very well be out of commission for a WHILE afer tonight. By the time Emma drags the brunette to the Dollhouse corner - the last station on this tour from hell, Vanessa is almost completely limp and barely responsive, having suffered major abuse with 1.5 minutes still to go. Emma climbs the ropes one last time as the cheers reach peak levels, but among the cheers plenty of boos can be heard from those thinking Emma might have went too far.

The Ice Queen disagrees however, screaming to the fans: “THIS IS HOW YOU COMPLETELY DESTROY A DUMB, UGLY, TALENTLESS sl*t!!!” before she hops down, her boots landing right on Nessa’s belly button “OOUUFFFFF”!!! cruelly crushing the brunette’s lower abdomen one last time with her entire body weight as Vanessa gurgles and flops around on the mat like a dying fish.

Is this finally over? There are still 30 seconds left…let’s hope this is ov…NO!!! Emma savagely dragging a limp Nessa by her hair AGAIN, all the way to the center of the ring, where she lets go of the hair, before immediately jumping on top of Nessa, dropping her behind on the moaning girl’s chest, surely knocking all the air left in her lungs (if there is any left…) and RAINING BARE KNUCKLED PUNCHES on the defeated girl’s face! Oh no!!! This is madness!!! Nessa doing her best to protect her face with her hands but Emma is going absolutely apeshit here and the brunette’s resistance dwindles fast until its fully gone! Nessa going completely limp at this point as Emma continues battering her face screaming “DIE!!!” and with 10 more seconds left on the clock someone should stop this RIGHT NOW!

And here we go! A very worried looking Carmen Electra giving the OK signal and security rushes in, quickly pulling a possessed Emma away from her limp foe before she can cause major permanent damage or even death ladies and gentleman. Paramedics follow quickly, flocking to the ring to surround Vanessa who is very unconscious in the center of the ring while the Lookout! personnel watch in horror from a distance, hands covering their mouths, distraught and shocked at the destruction unleashed by Roberts here tonight. What their girl has experienced tonight is surely nothing they have even imagined.

A smiling, possessed looking Emma Roberts is being escorted (forced!) out of the ring amongst the chaos by a group of security guards and even Carmen Electra is no longer amused due to the disturbing scenes we just witnessed in the ring.

The noise in the arena is unbearable - a loud mix of cheers and boos and it’s hard to say if the boos are directed at Roberts or at the people who stopped her. The Dollhouse’s Ice Queen is being led backstage surrounded by countless Dollhouse personnel protecting her, with many sideline reporters rushing towards the group, trying to get a word out of the winner tonight.

Emma snatches a microphone out of one reporter’s hand, shouting into it: “I freaking DESTROYED HER. Like I said I would! Get this sl*t an ambulance ASAP or she might die in there. Or actually, DON’T! I’m the BEST flyweight in this stable and I just freaking proved it. Hell, I’m the best in the FCBA. And I’m done playing games. 2020 is going to be MY year as the top flyweight around here. Avril is a fraud and I’m going to expose that fatass for what she really is. I want a freaking rematch Av, you hear me?! That stupid crown of yours should and WILL be on MY head. And if you don’t believe me, look at your bestie in there…do you really want to end up like her? I DEMAND a rematch. Or else…” She ends her tirade with a long, angry stare into the nearest camera, emphasizing she definitely means business (as if that was necessary after what we just witnessed in the ring…).

And with that, Emma Roberts casually throws away the mic on the floor, causing a loud BOOM noise followed by an obnoxious high feedback screech – uncaringly destroying the eardrums of fans in the arena before storming off, disappearing behind the curtains and into the backstage, where Avril Lavigne is surely watching the events that have transpired here tonight in horror, her friend perhaps out of commission for a while and the ‘Ice Queen’ coming for HER next. Wild times at the Dollhouse and we have one more huge fight to look forward to as Bantamweight champion Bella Thorne takes to the ring next in an attempt to win another title for herself! Stay tuned!