Molly Celaschi

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Nigel: Wel if it was Cliff then this next person would win... From Portland Oregon and making her return to OWL... The Heartstopper herself... MOLLY CELASCHI!!

"Violet" by Hole begins to play and the men in the crowd start throwing phone numbers at Molly as she appears strutting down the ramp. Women in the crowd give her the evil eye and yell abusive words like [bleep], [bleep], [bleep] at her but Molly just blocks it all out and makes her way to the ring. 10 paces back a fat Scotsman carring a McDonalds bag foolows her down and heads towards the commentators table

Rusty: Molly's still got it!

Hanson: I hope we get to see her in another buck naked match soon. I've nearly worn out the tape from the last one.

Rusty: I can't see that happening soon! And her comes the man who Sid has hired to watch her.

Hanson: Forget about him, what about Frost! Is Sid going to screw him out of his Southern Cross challenge by putting him in this match? I hope so!

Rusty: Frost still has that free pass, this could be just a bonus.

Ding Ding Ding

Fingers Mctwist pulls up a chair next to Cliff as Molly and Frost lock up with Frost overpowering her and applyong an arm drag sending Molly across the ring. Both wrestlers get back to their feet. Frost moves in and Molly tries to suprise him with a kick to the chest but Frost catches it only to have Molly leap up with her other foot and catch Frost in the jaw.

Rusty: Frost almost her doing the one legged dance.

Hanson: I got a middle leg l'd like her to dance with.

Fingers: Aye lads, she's a fine lassy.

Hanson: Ignore him Rusty and he might go away.

Molly gets over to Frost just as he's about to get up and rams her knee into the side of his face. Frost almost spins around on his knee allowing Molly to come from behind and apply a side headlock. Frost uses his strength to get back to his feet with the headlock still locked in and elbows Molly in the side twice to break the hold

Rusty: Molly left herself a bit open then.

Hanson: She can leave herself open anytime, l'll come in!

Rusty: You wish!

Fingers: The lad has just given her....

Hanson: Hey you're not commentating! Do what Fosters said and just watch!

Fingers: Aye lad you're right, lucky l brought a snack with me.

Frost gives Molly a few chops to the chest before flipping her over on to her back with a gutwrench suplex. Frost gets back up and raises Molly's right leg before sinking his boot into it. Molly rolls around grabbing her leg while Frost moves around to her head and comes from behind to apply a cross arm stretch. Molly screams out in pain for a few seconds before rolling her legs over her head and getting Frost in a headscissor whipping him over her body and onto his back

Rusty: Excellant reversal from Molly.

Hanson: Frosty didn't expect that flexibility.... Get that crap away from me!

Fingers: It's only pickles lad!

Hanson: I'm not your lad fatso!

Rusty: Control yourself Cliff...... Molly still applying that scissorlock but Jason has managed to grab the rope to receive the break.

Molly lets go and quickly rolls backwards before getting back to her feet as Frost rubs his throat a few times before he gets back up. Frost moves in only to be met by a handstanding Molly who spins around kicking Frost in the face. Molly senses and opportunity and moves over to the corner quickly and climbs the turnbuckle

Rusty: Molly's going for it early.. The Mollysault!!

Molly leaps off the top turnbckle with a reverse moonsault landing right on the raised knees of Frost

Rusty: Frost protected himself! Molly went for that way to earlier!

Hanson: Molly wriggling around in pain.. pain.. oh yeah baby, pain!

Rusty: Not enjoyable pain like you want Cliff!

Hanson: Bite me, Coight!

Fingers: I'll bite this grand looking Bic Mac!

Hanson: You do that fatso!

Frost rolls over to Molly and places a reverse armbar on her

Rusty: Frost is going for his patented ICED move!.. He has it! The camel clutch is slapped on!

Referee is asking Molly if she gives in but Molly is saying no although the pain is showing as Frost pulls back on the chin

Hanson: Bend baby SPLAT!.YUK!!

Cliff slammed his hand down on one of Fingers discarded pickles.

Rusty: I think she's about to.... WHAT THE HELL!! FROST HAS BROKEN THE MOVE!! HE HAS A PICKLE IN HIS EYE!!

Hanson: WHOOPS!

Rusty: Did you throw that?

Hanson: It was in my space! How was l to know l was such a good shot!

Frost wanders around trying to wipe his eyes of the sting from the pickle

Rusty: Molly from behind... Cradle pin! she has her leg hooked around..

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Kickout!

NO NOT IN TIME!!

DING DING DING

Frost looks on indisbelief that he lost and then casts his sore eye over towards the commentators table where Fingers has finished his meal and is on his way up the ramp to get seconds

Rusty: I can't believe it, Molly has won! Listen to that crowd boo the decision!

Hanson: Not me Jason, him over there!

Rusty: You cost him the match Cliff!

Hanson: Don't go blaming me, it wasn't me that brought food to the table!

Rusty: Frost won't be happy after this!

Hanson: Ahh boo hoo!

Rusty: Don't push it Cliff, now l have more information about next week. The boomerang entrants will be decided in a keg throwing competition which will either take place next week or on a closed set during the week. Now the contenders will be split into two rings which will run at the same time and then the two winners will be forced into a pit full of weapons where they will battle it out to ss who will be the new
Boomerang Champion.

Hanson: That sounds like something l would have thought of.

Rusty: Don't go stealing the credit again Cliff.

Hanson: I'm sure that was my idea. If it all goes wrong then l'll let Sid claim credit.

Rusty: Typical, let's go to Nigel for the next match before Cliff can claim credit for that.

this Molly sounds cooler than ours Cry