-Manehatten, Wrestling Arena, Fizzle-
“So Arizona honestly loves her mother and isn’t afraid of her personally, but she’s afraid that Maggie might hurt someone every time she has explosives in her hooves and I can see why she would think that. Maggie is somewhat unnerving. You should have seen what happened with Maggie, Pom and the salt mines when we were in the next door world of Fœnum. Pom might forever have post-traumatic stress disorder at the mention of salt, mines and explosives now… that poor lambkin.” Having asked Velvet about her thoughts on Maggie, I got some interesting tidbits about how Maggie loved the snot out Arizona and her wives. She and I were sitting in some front row seats and it would be an hour or so before things got started. My dear deer sister could talk up the storm and I didn’t mind that in the slightest. “One of the most horrifying things about having been to Fœnum is hearing that Maggie taught that particular world how to make dynamite, they are more naturalistic and have less technology than we do. No trains for one, my hooves were hurting having to walk everywhere. At least I got to see how gorgeous I looked outside of a mirror when I met the Fœnum Velvet, why her extravagant floof was a match for my very own! I’m not boring you am I?”
“No I’m actually fairly fascinated about this other world, so… Paprika fought against her Fœnum self and was so evenly matched that they eventually decided to have an etiquette fight?” I was fairly curious about Fœnum, plenty of parallels between our worlds and yet so vastly different. “How would that even work?”
“That was the thing, it didn’t. It was horrible!” Sometimes I felt like Velvet was exaggerating far too much. “So, about tonight’s events, are you sitting out to avoid injury or did you get a costume?”
“Costume, I really need to let my mane down a little and I wouldn’t mind a tag team fight with you as a partner. Even if I get injured, Jade and Maries don’t care if I get married while looking black and blue. Just that I’m alive to be married, which has me worried that Jade went up to Canterlot.” If there was one thing I knew about my kitty, her life was trouble. A little less trouble than Jacky on a good day, but still trouble. Marrying her wasn’t going to slow her down if all the various long stays in a hospital didn’t. She was fierce, adorable, a rogue that could be cheeky, there was also those hips… the way she purrs when she’s happy…
-A few minutes later-
“Hello, Equus to Fizzle, would you possibly respond to Tempest?” Jumping as Velvet was in my face, I blinked and grinned weakly. She sighed as she looked up to the lights in the ceiling. “Smitten, I know the feeling. There’s nothing like Arizona pummeling me into the dirt or Paprika snuggling me with the force of a mountain imploding. Oh and I signed up our tag team with Shock and Jock.”
“I’m not surprised that out of the three of you, two of you are masochists that hate love each other so hard that you can’t stand to be away from one another for too long because you enjoy making yourselves suffer the others company.” Bluntly put, I could clearly see why their relationship worked. Like how all of Maries’ rippling muscles… oh great, I just realized my type is both dangerous and off the wall peculiar. Something I had in common with my entire herd. Wait… doesn’t Twilight Sparkle fit that? Oh goddesses, I might have just started having a ‘friend crush’ on Twilight for it just for thinking it. “Yeah, I’m having trouble concentrating.”
I noted that stands were filled up with various species.
“Let’s stop the conversation and watch what Savannah and Brenda are doing in the ring… did Savannah change her fur color?” Yeah Velvet, she did. Savannah’s special magical trinket had quite a few uses, including camouflage, being able to cleanse the entire body of grime and it could possibly remove poison from the wearer when it cleanses them.
White fur, black stripes, a glossy blue and white skintight bathing suit style tights that left little to the imagination, the remainder of Savannah’s costume was basically a cloth mask with a winking face design on it and her pirate symbol. Next to her was Brenda, the diamond dog was wearing a moderate length skirt with shorts on her ballerina tights outfit and she had a matching face mask that only covered her eyes.
“We’re getting in the show opener and are starting early folks, just for you! She’s wild, she’s cannot be contained, keep your medical records up to date and she will hunt you down! Introducing the sexy, Savvy Sailor!” Announced Jock Hawk in the judges area, Savannah posed for the audience eating up the applause. “Her partner is a beautiful diamond of a poodle, one that just about anyone might want to canoodle. She’s a classy dame, which will put you all to shame. The lovely, Pinup Puppy!”
What followed was a pretty neat match where our friends had to face a griffon hen, Gabby I think, and a female minotaur that seemed like she was making a token appearance for her species. I felt like calling her Minnie in my mind. Minnie knew how to wrestle, but the hen with her seemed liked she was only decent.
The hen and Brenda made a good showing of it, but with all the teasing Brenda did in the arena she eventually managed to pin the thoroughly blushing griffon hen to the mat for ten seconds.
In the end Savannah showed why she was a pirate… because she had no shame, especially not when she had a costume malfunction and still continued on to win the match.
“Oh, a perfectly executed Caterwaul Cleaver, that has ‘GOT’ to hurt! I love the sound of pain in the evening.” Shocking said with glee, he and Jock did legitimate business while being part-time evil guys in the Quarrelsome Quartet as they started calling themselves since that ill-fated interruption at Maud’s wedding. “That was a nasty takedown by Savvy Sailor and her opponent is K-O’d!”
“Come on Fizzle, let’s go, we’re up next!” Velvet was excited tugging at my hoof, I just rolled my eyes sardonically and followed her to the locker room.
-A few more minutes later-
“She’s wrestled a manticore to the ground, she’s got plenty of scars to go around. She’s bringing the pain, like a lightning strike in the rain. Say hello to the... Storm Queen!” I walked out with a steady trot, my costume was dark grey and covered bright blue lightning bolts, my muzzle, mane and tail left exposed. I sighed as I looked towards an entire cheering section filled with Storm Creatures. Pique and Niche had clearly gotten wind of this.
“You go boss!” Of course Grubber was here too, why wouldn’t he be? He was wielding a megaphone. “I’m you’re best hedgehog for the special thing right? I heard that’s coming up!”
I just gave him an even glance, then turned to my partner strutting towards the wrestling ring.
“Her partner will give you a cold shoulder while ignoring any leer, she’s got a frosty disposition whenever mentioning her airy rear…” Jock started as Velvet calmly stepped into the ring, then she snapped at him.
“It’s… a… CONDITION!” Thankfully, knowing Velvet as well as I do, I had managed to cover my ears before she shrilly screamed that. “DO NOT MAKE ME COME DOWN THERE JOCK, I WILL RIP OFF YOUR BEAK AND USE IT AS A TOILET BRUSH! I WILL MAKE YOU BURY YOURSELF ALIVE WITH ONLY A THIMBLE OF HONEY RESIDUE TO BE THE LAST SWEET THING YOU EVER TASTE IN YOUR LIFE! I WILL HIT A CHAIR WITH YOU UNTIL THE NUMBER OF BROKEN PIECES CAN MATCH THE NUMBER OF BONES I BREAK! I WILL MAKE YOU SUFFER YOU PATHETIC PUNY PARROT!”
“To think we say Fred is demonic…” I commented dryly.
The crowd was eating her rage up, if only they knew it was real and that she could actually carry out her threats.
“Eep…” Jock cowered under the table and Shocking just gave him a disappointed look.
“Wimp!” Shock waved a hoof at Velvet’s icy blue spandex that covered everything but her head and tail, on her face was a white snowflake mask. “She’s always twenty percent cooler and tougher than most, she’s a reindeer that doesn’t need to boast. She’s Demolition Doe!”
-Start of the match-
My opponent was a pegasus with a mane that shifted between green and blue colors, her fur was a grayish green and her eyes were turquoise. She came at me as soon as the match started with exceptional speed, I could almost swear I was fighting a wonder bolt right now given her costume design.
She tried to grapple me, I simple rolled and twisted away from the attempt to pop up into a standing position.
I started shift my hooves while staring her down as she came to swoop at me again.
I darted forward slightly, hit the floor with my right hip and went into a windmill spin, I pushed my lower back upwards and lashed out with both my rear hooves.
My rear right hoof came up into the left side of her neck stunning her, my left rear came up a second later to her and she stumbled in the air, this allowed me to tightly wrap my rear legs around her.
Now that I her neck between my thighs and was basically hoof standing. I grunted and, with effort, I slammed her spine first into the mat and then rolled once to do a second slam, I was now on top of her pinning her down with my rear legs.
“It seems that Vanishing Vapor has been caught off guard by the Storm Queen’s windmill scissor grapple that flowed neatly into a double backwards roll and pin for a rear leg head lock.” I tried to drown out Shocking’s voice as Vapor tried to use her wings to smack me off of her. “One… two… three… four… five… six…”
My rear legs were now choking her wind pipe. I tried to keep on the pressure, but she still managed to buck my off of her by doing a ridiculously flexible body curl to put her rear hooves to my face and knock me away with a blow to my face.
While I was dazed from the hit that might have left me with a left black eye, which will certainly hurt a lot more after this. I felt Vapor grapple me as I sat up. The left side of her chest pressed against mine as she gripped me around the barrel hard and her wings grappled at my neck.
“The Storm Queen has been captured in a hoof sleeper hold and wing noose lock.” Announced Jock as I thrashed and tried to get out of the hold while slowly blacking out. “One… two… three…”
Instead of trying to buck the mare off, as it wasn’t working, I kicked at the ground and put both of us in the air. Vapor instinctively flexed her wings outwards, which was a mistake when we hit the ground and I smashed her under my weight.
Not only did she release my wind pipe, if she had let me go before we hit the ground, then I wouldn’t have been able to do… this!
I elbowed her right eye with my right leg and then rolled us into positon so that we were face to face. Both my hooves were wrapped around her front legs and wings, I wrapped my rear legs around hers and then tightened my grip like iron.
My left hoof was crossing over her back and helping my right leg pin her left wing and vice versa with my right hoof and left leg.
“Ooh, an incredible launch reversal, into a dazing elbow with roll into an all hooves full frontal lock! Does Storm Queen have the strength to keep Vanish Vapor down?” You better believe I did Shock, she had size and agility, what she didn’t have was grip strength. I was a unicorn with muscles… also did he have to say it was full frontal? I could hear the sound of the Storm Creatures going wild. “One… two… three… four…”
Vapor was jerking every which way underneath me trying buck me off, she was trying to wiggle at least a wing out of my grasp and she was getting close to doing so.
I decided to see if that myth about husky diamond dogs would works on a pony, I snapped my head forward and sharply bit her left ear without breaking the skin.
Vapor yelped underneath me and whimpered, apparently that small harmless bite took the fight out of her. She was also blushing heavily at my show of dominance and looked up into to my hardened stare meekly.
Note to self, try this on Jade later…
“Five… six… seven… eight… nine… ten… match win, Storm Queen, the Vanishing Vapor is Vanquished!” Jock stated and the Storm Creatures were all cheering for me, as was a number of the crowd after that.
“Um… marry me?” The mare asked quietly.
“Sorry, I’m already taken and I’m in the middle of a bachelorette party that involves wrestling for some reason.” She look horrible disappointed to hear that, I released her got up and made my way over to Velvet who had a water bottle and some soft and chewy cookies waiting for me. I took her offerings. “Thank Velvet.”
“Is it… her?” I turned to give the mare flat look as she came up next to me still looking entirely submissive. “I do have a stallion I like… so I guess I better drop it then?”
“No… it’s not Velvet. She’s my sister, happily adopted into our family of course.” The most I could do was at least tell her what my type was. “I’m into danger attracting, dangerous and eccentric individuals. Even if I wasn’t already engaged, you are definitely not my type. My herd consists of an adorable charismatic headache of an Abyssinian and a fierce chimera lawyer, both fierce in the courtroom, outside of it and when we snuggle. They would all probably tell you that it definitely wouldn’t work out too, so don’t get upset at me for being clear and honest with you upfront.”
She looked at the floor and shyly scuffed a hoof.
“Darn it… can you at least give me advice on how to tell a stallion I really love him? Maybe get him to do that bite thing to me?" Looking from Vapor to Velvet, I quirked my head at her in a questioning manner. "My name is Vapor Trail.”
“We’ll see what we can do, maybe you’d be better off with Savannah or Brenda’s help Ms. Trail.” Answered Velvet politely. "They're shameless flirts."
“Speaking of us, where did you learn a secret Tibitten technique?” Brenda approached us. “That precise bite strength and pressure point was too perfect to have been an accident!”
“Heard rumors traveling around and that actually 'was' an accident.” I noted Brenda's upset look. “If it's secret, then how do you know about it?”
“So that’s what you keep using on me Brenda!” Growled Savannah, she smiled maliciously.