Backstage Brawl ~Bunny Bomber vs. Isabella Snow~

Bunny was still standing, but she was dizzy, trying to shake off Isabella's brutal attacks before the woman could strike at her again.

She might have stayed dizzy, might have stayed in her shaken-up state, but then she heard the words of Isabella taunting at her. Hearing the voice of the woman she had come to hate so much in such a short amount of time was enough to help snap Bunny out of things, just a bit, and as Isabella came charging back in towards her, Bunny would suddenly act.

She stood there, looking as if she was still dizzy, waiting for Isabella to rush in close towards her. The moment the white-haired woman came in towards her, Bunny ducked down, too tired to think of any other way out of the situation. She ducked straight down, practically curling into a ball at Isabella's feet, hoping she could make the woman trip over her body and go falling back down.

Isabella had no thought at that moment as to how this unexpected cafeteria brawl was going to end, only thinking about what humiliation she could put the Bunny through next. The sight of a chocolate cake on the nearby table was simply too good for her to pass up, a wide grin on her lips as she retrieved it from the table and turned to face the woman. "Lets see, how many carbs do you think this is?" She laughed out before charging forward, laughing as she did so up until she realized Bunny was no longer in sight.

"Where did you?!" She shouted out just before tripping over what she only now realized was the model, crying out in alarm as she fell forward landing hard on her front with her face burying itself into the cake. The desert exploded everywhere leaving Isabella's face and her tits covered in the warm chocolate, the white haired woman in disbelief for the moment as she rose up onto her hands and knees, wiping chocolate out of her eyes with the back of her hand.

Bunny straightened back up, as Isabella went down, turning to gaze down at the woman and enjoy her handiwork. It was a simple way of turning it around, but it seemed to have worked quite well for her. Already the gathered crowd was starting to laugh and jeer at Isabella, snickering at the woman as she fell right into the cake.

Bunny ignored their laughs and taunts though. She knew she needed to act fast, before Isabella got back up. At the same time, she was feeling worn out from this kerfuffle between the two of them, and had no desire to keep fighting Isabella like this, bickering and catfighting like a pair of teenagers in a high school cafeteria. So, the model decided to try a different way of dealing with Isabella: bargaining with her.

As the white-haired woman pushed up to her hands and knees, Bunny stepped forward and dropping down, trying to mount the woman's back, trying to push her back down to the floor. At the same time, she reached out to grab Isabella by the hair, trying to jerk her head backwards, then the model leaned in to whisper to her, keeping her voice soft so that only Isabella could hear her.

"Listen, bitch," she started, her lips gently brushing against the sensitive flesh of Isabella's ear as she spoke to her. "I don't like you, and you don't like me. We need to settle this, but fighting in the dining room like this just makes us both look like children, so I have a proposal for you. You let me get up and walk away, and I'll let you get up and walk away, and we can settle this later. In a ring, in the gym, wherever you want. We're wrestlers, and we'll settle this like we are, got it...?" She let her voice trail off, giving Isabella's hair a quick jerk as she went quiet, patiently awaiting the response of the woman.