And it’s gonna cost her

The fans were booing and hurling chants down at Statlander, and it seemed to be fueling her confidence, Nikki disgusted and holding her face on the mat while Kris seems intent on sending a message, grinning down confidently at her.

“You wanna kiss it again, huh Nikki? You wanna kiss my ass again?” Statlander taunts, bending down to grab her by the hair to try and pick her up to her knees again, the fans booing her even more loudly. “You wanna kiss my fat ass again?”

“This is too much,” Madden says on commentary, watching as Statlander turns her back to Nikki again, bending down with a huge smile on her face.

“This time, you’re gonna stay there until you pucker up your lips!” She starts to pull her in, but Nikki suddenly gives her a harsh shove, sending Kris staggering forward. Nikki gets up and charges in, only to get caught with another body slam, Kris quickly sobering up.

“Pathetic. Y’know, I could’ve fought Jade or Rhea, someone good. Instead I got Nikki Bella. It’s so insulting,” Kris says, shrugging as she fixes her shorts, ducking down to pick Nikki up again, once again putting her in body slam position. Except this time, she had something else in mind. “Alright, this was fun; but I’ve gotta go figure out who to talk to about making sure I face someone better next time.”

Kris was setting up for a Tombstone on Nikki, certain to end this if she desired to afterwards. However, as she tries to lower her into position, Nikki begins squirming and kicking her legs, coming down behind Statlander and getting her over her shoulder and in position, to the shock of the stronger woman.

“Wait! Wait Wait Wait!” She cries, not able to pull off the same counter before Nikki drops her down to the mat, head first, with her own finishing move! The fans pop as Kris gets laid out, and Nikki kneeling over her with an expression of shock briefly on her face, before it turns to one of giddiness and cockiness.

“How the hell did Nikki do that?” Madden shouts on commentary, while Nikki gets back to her feet, looking down at Kris and smirking again.

“Well well, look where we are. Looks like mine are much more impressive than your popcorn muscles,” Nikki mocks, flexing again before bending down and picking Kris up by the legs. “Now then, let’s see that fat ass.”

Once again, Nikki goes for her purple shorts, trying to even up the score in the match.