Ravenous ravings and a Hellish Catfight [Teenwrestler]

Belinda groaned as she soon felt her hair being grabbed tightly by Ami yet again, she grit her teeth and winced as she was pulled up to her feet and made to face the blue haired girl, who was quick to shout out insults and threats. The blond's head was forced in under the armpit of Ami as she locked Belinda up in a frontal facelock. When Belinda felt that arm clasp around her, she'd attempt to act quickly.

The young Northman wasn't going to just take a beating here, even if she had just had her head slammed into a wall and she was covered in fire extinguisher foam, the blond cutie would attempt to wrap her arms around Ami's waist and then try to lift the girl off of her feet before she could pull Belinda downwards. " She's not a slut!" Belinda would yell out in retaliation to the supermodel, before she'd attempt to throw herself backwards and with it try and slam Ami down onto the hard floor for a Northman special as you might call it, a move both Belinda and Cecilia use quite a bit. A northern-lights suplex.

Ami kept her opponents head tucked under her armpit as she gave Belinda a couple of tight squeeze to keep her immobilized for a bit, before she would attempt for her next move. However, Belinda proved more resilient than Ami gave her credit for and came up with a swift counter of her own.

The supermodel felt waist being tightly gripped as she let out a small moan, "Nggh..that's not going to wor-OOOUUFFFFFFFF" the next thing she would feel was being lifted up and over the blonde wrestler as Belinda smacked Ami with a suplex to really knock the wind out of the supermodels sail.

Ami clutched her back and groaned while pushing up on her heels a bit to bridge up a bit, her back slamming against the concrete floor hurt much MUCH more than it would on the ring mat.

Belinda had luckily managed to avoid the devastating move which would have been Ami's DDT, down onto the hard concrete floor. Instead though she had paid the blue haired model back with the signature suplex of hers and her older sister, slamming Ami down back first against the hard cold floor.

Following the move, the blond cutie would quickly attempt to roll away from Ami and push herself up towards her feet, turning around to look upon the bridging frame of the supermodel. " I've had enough of all you freaks trying to beat me up just cause you're mad at my sister." Belinda let out as she'd start to walk up towards the downed Ami.

" I'm not just gonna sit back and take it anymore. If you want a fight then yeah! Fine! I'll bring it right back at you!" Belinda let out as she released some frustration and emotions of anger at the girl. She'd attempt to take a hold of Ami by her hair and try to pull the supermodel up so that Ami's back was facing Belinda, from which Belinda would attempt to rush forward, trying to push Ami's frame right into the wall which she been slammed into before, trying to do the same as Ami did by making a go at driving Ami forehead first into the wall.

Any slam done in this area would have much more of a painful effect than in the ring and Ami felt just that as her back was really sore after being suplexed on the concrete floor. Perhaps getting in a backstage fight with a Northman was a bad idea after all, even if that happened to be the "younger" Northman.

The supermodel let out a loud moan as she was bridging up instinctively. It wasnt long until Belinda took the advantage by grabbing Ami's long blue hair and pulling her up on her feet, no doubt she had some redemption in mind as she forced the supermodel into one of the walls and shove her face first into that wall as Ami did to Belinda before. *THUD*

Her forehead smacked against the wall and she almost let out a scream as she would go down on her knees immediately, while massaging her forehead.

It seemed to at least have turned a bit in the blond's favor now that she was able to throw Ami face first into the wall and get to hear the girl yelp out and groan as such. Belinda had never actually considered herself much of a violent person, and while this sort of backstage fight really wasn't something she enjoyed....she wasn't going to be walked over anymore.

Belinda would attempt to head off towards the caffeteria line, and once there she'd attempt to grab a hold of a tray, a plate and a bottle of soda. She'd proceed to start and head back towards Ami and as she did she would first put both the tray and the plate underneath her left armpit, whilst she'd uncscrew the top of the soda bottle. She'd walk up towards Ami next and proceed to try and empty to Soda down over her head as a bit of payback for the foaming from the fire extinguisher.

After which she'd try and toss the bottle to the side and bring out the plate, which she'd attempt to slam down on the top of Ami's head to bring some pain. It probably wouldn't knock the supermodel out...but Belinda could at least hope it could and that it would bring and end to this little tussle.

When her forehead smacked against the wall, she fell down immediately to her knees to massage her groggy head. She felt like she had a massive migraine as she continued to moan out loud in pain- but something was odd here. Instead of Belinda capitalizing on her move, the supermodel heard footsteps walking away from her. She would have gladly taking that and retreat to fight another day.

As she was recovering from that headblow, she probably had a bruise mark on her forehead now too, she head a *pop* sound like someone opening a can of soda. When she looked up, her eyes widened in shock and horror as Belinda dumped the entire contents of the soda can on Ami's BEAUTIFUL face and hair. All that disgusting fizz in her perfect hair making it sticky and dirty. "AHHHH YOU SLUT" she shrieked as she tried clear her face and hair- only to be stricken by a plate on her head, which again caused the supermodel to moan out loudly in pain before dropping down on her back. Her hands went up instinctively on her head to rubb it gently- she had just about learned her lesson not to mess with any Northman's.

After Ami dropped down onto her back, having been now drenched in soda and had her head smashed down on with a plate which had shattered into many...many pieces upon the floor. Belinda let out a loud sigh and panted out a bit for air. She placed her hands on her knees and leaned forward a bit, adrenaline was still pumping through her body a bit...but it was starting to fade as the seconds rolled on.

She looked down on Ami for a second or two, before she'd proceed to start and move up straight again and then would start to move away from the girl, thinking or at least hoping a bit that this was over for the two of them. She didn't exactly like fighting out here in the caffeteria like this. She drop off the tray on a passing table and then turn back around to look over Ami one last time.

It was only the second time that Ami was laid down flat on her back by a Northman, however this felt more embarrassing than the first time because Belinda was supposed to be the weaker one and Ami couldnt even fight her off.

The plate smashing on her head really did a number on her as she rubbed her head and stayed down on her back- it was just about this time when the staff members came back with more backup and saw that the fight was almost over with Belinda starting to walk away- but just in case a few stood in between them even though Belinda was walking away from Ami.

Ami let out painful moans while giving a glare towards Belinda's direction as she was helped up on her feet and dragged away from the blonde cutie....however, this was not over, the supermodel would not let this incident slide by so easily.