The Pink Princess and Southern Charm...uh-oh.

You look on in terror at the malicious grin Becky's making. You haven't known her for long, but you've spent enough time with her to know she's up to no good again. Whatever her new plans are, it looks like they have something to do with the two wrestlers entering the ring, because she hasn't stopped looking at them. Curious, you turn to look at your approaching opponents, and you facepalm when you realize who they are, of all people.

Patty Pollock, the Pink Princess, haughtily struts down from the platform she emerged from, waving to the fans she passes by while basking in their rabid adoration. Why do you have to fight this gaudy brat again so soon? Hizuki mentioned how viral your last match with Patty went...maybe she made a last minute change to this match to capitalize on it. That would explain how neither you nor Becky knew this was coming. Either way, you can tell Patty's none too happy to be here again so soon, as she was just getting comfortable in her room last you saw her. Even from a distance, you can see a cold scowl on her face. If you had to guess, she's probably also still upset by Becky's wild claim that you'll be taking half her room. You're getting a strong vibe that she's looking to blow off some steam in this match, and you think back to how easily she handled you in your last match, when you were bigger and she was in a better mood. You gulp. At your current size, you're not gonna stand a chance against the pissed off Patty now.

As she nears the ring, Patty glances at her much bigger partner walking behind her and grimaces. Still testy, the short wrestler whispers, "So, you gonna get your act together, Sadie, or what? You're making me look bad, over here (and I told you not to walk so close to me, damn it!)."

Behind Patty, you see Sadie Mae Mcully, the rambunctious Southern Charm, closely following. She does her best to give friendly waves to the crowd as she walks by, but it's clear that she's a little...distracted. Ever since she walked in, she's been scratching herself like crazy, mostly around her butt. "Oh, sorry, darlin'," she pleasantly says to Patty, a hint of distress in her voice. "Ever since I got out of the shower earlier, I've been itchier than a poodle at a flea circus, and I don't know why." Hoping to relive herself, Sadie switches between frantically scratching her big ass, making it ripple and quiver, and adjusting her small denim shorts, giving herself a wedgie that reveals more of her pale cheeks. "But no worries! This won't be enough to keep me from wrasslin all proper-like (...I think)." Watching Sadie scratch herself, you can tell she's still being plagued by the itching powder, and you feel the same pang of guilt you felt when you last saw her. She wouldn't be like this if it wasn't for Becky's dumb prank...wait, Becky!

You quickly look back up to Becky, who's giving you a wicked smile. You think back to when Becky blackmailed you, not just with the humiliating video but also by threatening to tell Sadie that you were the one that pranked her, conveniently forgetting to mention that you were **** to do it for the antidote. Now you're piecing together Becky's plan: if she can't crush you, her partner, directly, she can at least entertain herself by getting her opponents so pissed off at you that they'll crush you for her. It looks like Patty's already a done deal. All Becky needs is a quick chance to talk to Sadie and tell her the "truth" to seal your fate, but Sadie wouldn't actually believe that a guy she never met before would prank her like that...would she?

Becky sees the nervous look you're giving her and acts coy. "What's the matter, Tiny Tommy? You don't actually think I have plans to hurt you during our match, do you?" She feigns offense. "Why, Tommy. What have I ever done to make you think I would do that? We're partners now, so we've gotta look out for each other. I may be a heel, but I never disrespect my partners, no matter how small. Just fyi, though..." Becky points to Patty and Sadie as they climb into the ring at their corner. "If something, or someone, should happen to make our opponents a little more--hmm, let's say rowdy--towards you, for whatever reason, I can't do anything to help you unless you tag me in." You look back towards Patty, and your eyes meet hers. She gives you a harsh glare before turning to the side, showing off to you how well her extremely ample assets jut out from her smaller frame. She points at you, then her ass, before taking both her hands and squeezing her huge cheeks together, giving you an idea of what she plans to do with you and making you shudder. Becky continues, "So, partner, if you ever feel like you're getting a little crushed during this match, just reach out to tag me in...if your tiny hands can reach me, that is." Becky cackles as she steps out the ring and waits at your corner, leaving you behind to start things off (because off course Becky's making tiny, little you start the match).

You try to steel yourself as Touko finishes revving the crowd up over the loudspeakers. You cross your fingers and hope you can resolve any misunderstandings Patty or Sadie may have with you before Becky gets them too pissed off at you. If you do, maybe you can get out of this (relatively) unscathed. The bell rings, starting the match.