Bratty's Introduction and Challenge

"Mmm, that one hit the spot..." The camera turned on, to show Bratty sitting in a chair, chocolate on her face, as she greedily devoured two candy bars at once. The small girl finished them in three bites, and patted her belly forcefully with a burp. At that moment she saw the blinking red light, and looked ahead. "Oh don't tell me we're rolling already!" Turning to the side, Bratty glared at an offscreen tech, before doing a throat cut motion. The camera immediatly faded to static.

After about thirty seconds, the picture returned. Bratty, face now clean, sat back in her chair. But more noticably was the tech, who was now positioned with his head in the chair, pinned under the young wrestler's butt. "Sorry for that introduction everyone, but at least Sammy here gets to help out. I'm giving him a demonstration..." Bratty paused at this point, giggling as she playfully bounced on his face. "Of what I'm going to do to all of you. If your familiar with the LFWD, you may recognize Bratty. And if your not... well I don't blame you, 'cuz the place is a total dump." At this point the tech tried to reach up to lift her off, but Bratty just wiggled in more. She turned from the camera a second to look down at him. "Oh stop it, you should have warned me we were filming, just take it like a man." She grumbled to herself as she sat back, crossing her legs a bit. "Since I'm from such a one horse fed, I realized I needed something big to really show my stuff, don't you agree?"

Bratty giggled as she finally stood up, the tech staggering to his feet, gasping for air, as he ran off stage, Bratty quietly muttering "Baby..." to herself. Putting her hands on her hips, Bratty leaned forward a bit. "So I'm putting out a free challange. Anybody in the Kawaii League, no exceptions, to a matchtype of your choice. If you win, I'll be your tag partner whenever you want." Bratty then turned, pulling down her pants and mooning the camera. "But if you lose, you have to admit your fit only to kiss my cute little butt, and give it a big smooch on live tv!" She wiggled her rear twice, before pulling her pants back up and turning, sitting in the chair. "So give me your best, because your representing; and if you make that kiss, it's gonna be like the entire league having to kiss my butt, and do you really want to be responsible for that?" Bratty laughed at this as she leaned back, reaching for another candy bar the moment the camera began to shut off.