>>18295603>>18294922As Miss USA goes to point the bat at Gemma, she'd simply raise a glowing hand to the bat, as she grasps the tip, it transforms into a second microphone which she takes.
>I have no idea what you mean.>I'm sure this is just a misunderstanding.>There's also no need to shout, everyone can hear you just fine, sweetie. As Gemma looks Miss USA in the eyes with a comforting smile, she says
>I'm sorry if my daughter hurt yours.>But isn't that the nature of this business?>Maybe instead of painting your face like my daughter to try and intimidate me, you should be visiting them in the hospital if they're really that injured.>Isn't that what a GOOD mother would be doing?>I know I would be, and I'm speaking from experience.>I stitched her wounds, gave her juice pops, kissed her boo-boo's better. >I've done nothing but provide for my daughter, my husband and I both have.>Who are you to tell me that I'm a bad mother?>I'll have you kn-Before Gemma can finish that sentence, Miss USA would feel the pain of a brass knuckle shot to the crotch as the crazed fan in a Dollface mask that somehow made it past security as they hopped the barricade lowers her arm, before giving her a second and third crotch shot with the brass knuckles before reaching up to pull the Dollface mask off, revealing... GASP! Dollface!
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