Tammy Deville: Welcome back F.A.W.N fans to another great match in the greatest Women��s Wrestling Federation on the face of the Earth.

Buck Ansome: Hey, we might be the greatest Women��s Wrestling Federation in the Universe now that water was found on Mars.

Tammy: Well, if there is life on Mars then I am sure that Maurie Devonshire will be the first to sanction a match between an Earth Woman and a Martian.

Buck: Well there is life. Why else do our rovers keep disappearing?

Tammy: More conspiracy there Buck?

Buck: Well, call it what you will but there is life on Mars and it is destroying our probes, however, I don��t think its Martians.

Tammy: Ohhhhhh kayyyyy.....

Buck: I mean think about it for a minute, we haven��t found Osama yet, who��s to say that...

Tammy: I think you have been watching too many X-Files re-runs on the Sci-Fi Channel there Bucko.

Buck: Hey, no, you can make fun of me all you want...but...where is he....where is Osama Bin Laden, we can��t find him and our Mars Rovers keep disappearing....

Tammy: Moving right along....We have a hell of a match for as we start the second round of the Tag Team Championship Tournament. With the winner advancing for a chance to wear these belts and call themselves the best Women��s tag team in Wrestling.

Buck: Yeah, well, talk about your X-Files, I think Mulder and Scully need to be here investigating how the hell the Mitchell Sisters advanced to the second round.

The arena lights dim as t.A.T.u's rendition of "How Soon is Now?" begins to blast over the PA system. Within seconds, Cynthia Mitchell emerges at the top of the ramp, arms outstretched to the cheers of the fans. The gorgeous youngster is wearing a royal purple lycra bikini top and short, tight shorts that show off the entirety of her shapely legs. Complementing the outfit are matching knee and elbow pads and white boots. Next to her, sister Sophie. She is dressed for action in her forest green one piece; scooped back, cut high on the hips, her taut midriff revealed by a cutout in the lycra.

Sophie and Cynthia make their way down to the ring, slapping hands with as many of the fans as they can, a bounce in Sophie's step. Cynthia picks up the few that her sister misses, her expression almost as bubbly as it was in her earliest days in FAWN. Winning is clearly agreeing with her. Reaching the ring, Cynthia starts to move toward a turnbuckle, but hesitates. Then, with a growingly relaxed smile, she scales the buckles, before launching herself in a backflip into the ring, sticking the landing perfectly. As Sophie raises her arms toward the sky for the fans' cheers again, Cynthia follows her lead, before the two await the arrival of their opponents.

The house lights dim and ��Asking For It�� by Courtney Love and Hole begins playing as the tag team Whores on Parole begin their walk to the stage amid a chorus of cat calls and boos.

Tammy: And here comes their opponents, Cynthia Syxx and her partner Betsy ��Boom�� Magera or they prefer to be known, Whores on Parole.

Buck: Oh yeah, now watch and see how far your Mitchell Sisters advance.

Betsy and Cynthia Mitchell exit the ring and at the sound of the bell Cynthia Syxx charges to the center of the ring looking to start the match against Sophie Mitchell. In a last minute change Sophie flips her arm back and tags in her sister Cynthia Mitchell giving the fans something to cheer about, a Cynthia on Cynthia match up.

Caught off the guard by the immediate tag, Cynthia Syxx halts her charge and pauses just long enough for Cynthia Mitchell to charge and deliver a boot to the mid-section forcing Syxx to double over which Mitchell takes advantage of by delivering a face crushing knee lift to Syxx sending her to her back. Cynthia Mitchell doesn��t allow Syxx to lie down on the job too long as she immediately rips her off of the canvas by her hair and snap mares her back to the mat and plant a series of kicks in between her shoulder blades, Syxx yells out as each kick finds its place. Cynthia grabs a handful of hair and pulls Cynthia Syxx down to the mat and with her one her back begins to administer a few stomps to the face of the blond vixen. Syxx tries to cover up but Cynthia��s booted assault is too fast for her.

Tammy: Cynthia Mitchell is really lighting up the ring, she is relentless on her assault on Cynthia Syxx.

Buck: Cynthia Mitchell does appear to have the upper hand at the moment but, rest assured, Tammy, it won��t last for long. As usual, the Mitchell luck will run out and then it will be all over.

Tammy: Welllll, Buckoo buddy, that Mitchell luck did not run dry last week against The Daniel Sisters. In fact, they surprised everyone with that win.

Buck: Don��t get to excited, that win last week was a fluke! They only faced Chrissy Daniel and not both sisters thanks to Missy letting her sister down by challenging Jewel Devine.

Cynthia Mitchell pauses momentarily to wave to the crowd as they sound off with their approval. Cynthia Mitchell then turns to Cynthia Syxx who, after kicking her feet on the mat from the pain of the boot assault from Cynthia Mitchell, starts to roll over to her hand and knees. Mitchell calls to her and motions for her to get up and fight. Syxx rises to her feet and is immediately sent back down to her back side as Cynthia Mitchell gets a full head of steam and charges at her and nails her with a running lariat. Syxx quickly bounces back up to her feet and gets nailed once again by Cynthia Mitchell in the same fashion. Again Syxx rebounds back to her feet and this time is taken down with a spinning neck breaker. Landing near the Mitchell corner, Syxx grabs her neck and again begins kicking hte canvas with her feet as her neck stings from the vicious maneuver. Mitchell grabs a handful of Syxx��s hair and drags her into the Mitchell corner and tags her sister.

Tammy: Whoa man, speed kills and Cynthia Mitchell is proving that right now!

Buck: Oh come on ref the Bitchell sisters are double teaming!

Sophie and Cynthia reach down and haul Cynthia Syxx to her feet and heave her into the corner back first. Cynthia Syxx screams from the impact and both Mitchell Sisters deliver a rapid fire series of boots to the mid-section of Cynthia Syxx.Syxx��s arms drape over the rope and she begins to sag as Cynthia grabs a handful of hair and jerks Syxx��s head back displaying her throat to her sister. Seeing this, Sophie draws back her hand spits on it, holds it up to the crowd like an offering and after receiving their approval delivers a knife edged chop to the exposed throat of Cynthia Syxx that raises the self proclaimed whore off of her feet. After Syxx lands back down on her feet, Sophie reaches out and tags in her sister. Cynthia enters the ring and, again, the Mitchells grab Syxx and pull her out of the corner and whip her back into it back first. Again, Cynthia Syxx cries out in pain and again the Mitchells deliver a salvo of machine gun like kicks into the bread basket and crotch of Cynthia Syxx. Sophie quickly exits and grabs hold of Syxx��s arms while her sister delivers a thundering fist into the belly of Cynthia Syxx followed by a vicious rock hard uppercut to her chin. She then tags her sister and again the Mitchells begins delivering a series of rapid fire kicks to the belly and crotch of Cynthia Syxx. Cynthia Mitchell quickly exits the ring and Sophie plants a series of rights and lefts into the grill of the battered Syxx. In the opposite corner, Syxx��s partner Betsy Magera begins to scream in protest at the double teaming. Again the Mitchells tag and they, once again, pull Syxx out of the corner and toss back into it. Syxx arches her back and staggers out of the corner and is suddenly dropped face first to the canvas rom a perfectly executed drop toe hold from Sophie. Syxx instinctively grabs her face as she is quickly rolled over onto her back by Sophie Mitchell. Cynthia quickly mounts the top rope and Sophie runs over to her sister and just as Cynthia launches herself off the ropes she is given extra thrust by her sister and Cynthia Syxx falls prey to the Mitchell Moonsault. Upon contact, Syxx��s body jack knifes and falls back to the supine position. Cynthia quickly rolls her up for the pin. The referee drops to his knees and initiates the count.

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Just as the referee��s hand begins to fall for the three count Betsy Magera runs into the ring and starts to deliver a stomp to the back of Cynthia��s head. Cynthia feels the ring vibrating and seeing that she will not make the three count breaks the pin and quickly rolls out of the way. Betsy��s stomp instead finds its mark on wrong Cynthia nailing her tag team partner in the face. Betsy looks up and sees Cynthia Mitchell rolling to her feet and immediately runs at her but is stopped short when she grabbed by the referee who quickly shuttles her out of the ring.

Buck: Come on ref! The Bitchell Sisters have been double teaming Cynthia Syxx since the match started!

Tammy: Buck my darling, no matter how you slice and dice it, the Mitchells are the team that came prepared. The team of Syxx and Magera are totally caught off guard and may have underestimated their opponents.

Cynthia Mitchell pulls Cynthia Syxx to her feet and fires her into the ropes and leaps into the air and onto the shoulders of a disoriented Cynthia Syxx and takes her back to the canvas with a hurricaranna. Cynthai plays to the cheers of the crowd and rises to her feet and then drops back down onto the chest of Syxx causing the breath to leap from her body. Mitchell grinds her sexy backside in on the chest of Syxx and Syxx begins to grow furious at the recalcitrant Mitchell Sister.

Cynthia Mitchell then rises and with two mitts full of Syxx��s hair brings her up with her. Cynthia Mitchell drags Cynthia Syxx to her corner and tags in her sister Sophie who quickly climbs to the top turnbuckle. Cynthia Mitchell release Syxx��s hair and grabs her wrist and gives it a wicked twist after fully extending Syxx��s arm. Sophie leaps into the air and comes crashing down on the hyper-extended of Cynthia Syxx��s elbow. Syxx falls to her knees and is qickly hauled back to her feet by the Mitchell Sisters. Like her sister, Sophie grabs hold of Syxx��s free wrist and twists. Syxx screams as both of her wrists are trapped in ligament stretching pressure point control holds. Syxx��s screams can be heard in the upper rows of the arena as the Mitchells twist and manipulate Syxx��s wrists to the breaking point. Just as the referee reaches the five count Cynthia and Sophie deliver vicious simultaneous kicks to the chest of Cynthia Syxx. Syxx��s knees buckle and she falls. Cynthia quickly exits the ring and Sophie pulls Syxx to her feet by he rhair and slmas her face first into the top turnbuckle. She spins Syxx around and whips her into the corner and quickly climbs to the second rope and raises her hand high into the air. The crowd begins to cheer and Sophie grabs a handful of hair and begins to drop Mitchell bombs into the face of Syxx; the crowd counting each impacting thud. After twelve grill pops Sophie drops down and pulls Syxx out of the corner by her hair. She holds onto Syxx��s hair and motions to the crowd. She brings Syxx in close in what appears to be a bear hug. She then leans and falls over backward and drops Syxx onto her back with a Northern Lights Suplex. With Syxx��s shoulders pinned to the mat the referee quickly drops to his knees and delivers a count.

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Betsy Magera again enters the ring and charges. this time Cynthia anticipated as much and quickly leaps into the ring and charges towards Magera. Cynthia leaps over the referee and the pin fall created by her sister and launches herself at the charging Magera and nailing her with a flying body block.

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Announcer: LAAADIES AND GENTLLLE MENNNN, HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS, CYNTHIA AND SOOOOOPHIE MITTTTTTCHELLLLLL!!

Tammy: Man, I don not believe that! The Mitchell Sisters have brought it and it was too much for Whores on Parole to handle!

Buck: It was that damn constant double teaming! The Bitchell Sisters should have been disqualified. If I were Syxx and Magera I would file a formal complaint with Mr. Devonshire!

A jubilant Sophie Mitchell jumps up and down and runs to her sister and hugs her. Both Mitchell Sisters run to different corners and mount the ropes thrusting their fisted arms high into the air. As their music begins to play, Sophie begins to head bang and pound her fist in the air as the crow begins to chant MIT-CHELL, MIT-CHELL, MI-TCHELL!