A Mother's Wrath! Clyde Gastin & Lobo Vs. Cattleya

The sun was setting today. Wrestlers Clyde Gastin and Lobo had just left the bar and decided to go work out in the gym a bit today.

Lobo: "You know Gastin, you're not all that bad... for a 2 bit drunk..." Said Lobo as he began hitting the heavy bag. Clyde was busy drinking his 10th beer of the night.

Clyde: "two-bit!? I take offence to *HIC* that... Sir!" After downing the beer Clyde carelessly threw the bottle behind him uncaring of what it hit or damaged.

Lobo: "You asshole!!! You're gonna get us kicked out!!!" Screamed Lobo as he diverted his attention from the heavy bag to the flying bottle in the air headed for the door.

Cattleya and Rana entered the gym together. Rana adored watching his mother as she used the workout machine. They had to specially make it to endure the kind of weight she was used to. It was always a fascinating thing for him, to see her ripe body quaking with muscle while her massive chest heaved in and out, though probably in ways he didn't totally understand. He was too busy admiring his statuesque mother when the bottle took him in the head, letting out a comical "Gack!" before falling flat on his back.

"O-ow..." she babbled, Cattleya gasping and dropping to her knees.
"Oh god, baby, you okay?!"
"Ma... mama?"
The barbarian woman, seeing her body alright, stood up with a furious look on her face at the direction the bottle came from. "Who was the scum who hurt my baby!?" she fumed.

Lobo's running stopped all of a sudden as he slid on his feet next to clyde gazing at the very Angry and Extremely Muscular woman who stood before him with eyes full of mad rabid rage.

"C-c-c-Clyde!" stammerd Lobo as he began taking steps back away from the angry mother.

"Yea Yea yea... I heard the loud broad!!!" Clyde then wobbly turned to face Cattleya with an annoyed look on his face.
"Yea I threw the damn bottle! What you gonnaz doo about it!? Cant ya seez that *HIC* your kidz gotten in da the way of my b-bottlezzz... Maybe you should be a better momma and watch where Ya KIDZ *Hic* put there head!!"

Lobo smacked his forehead as he watched his new friend dig himself and early grave.

Cattleya stormed up to him, thundering footsteps beneath her as she grabbed his collar and lifted him up by it. She'd grab a dumbbell, lifting it with one hand like she meant to punch him with it in hand, but breathed deep and dropped him and the weight.

"Get in the ring!" she snapped. "NOW!" She wanted a more excusable reason to fight him, and someplace she'd be less likely to hurt someone else...

Clyde simply gave a blank stare toward Catteya with a expressonless face and half open eyes; Clyde turned back to Lobo who was behind him and whisperd...

"Duude.... *Hic* I think she wantz to fight ya..."

"You dumbass! she wants to kill you!!!" Lobo walked foreward to the angry mother trying to reason with her about killing Clyde his legs shaking as he did so... Yet as he got closer he could not help but admire the Lady's figure a true MILF indeed in the eyes of Lobo.

"Look Ms. My friend is drunk and a dumbass... Im sorry that the kid got hurt and we were careless to come in here with bottles... So why not settle for an apology before someone here gets killed..."