>>18090641Amy was seething. Her performance against Mare Equine had been lacklustre and getting hit by Mare's double foot stomp after eating what was, for all intents and purposes, a Kade Crusher was utterly humiliating. Even after spending the night in Colby Jefferson's warm embrace she still found herself in a foul mood the following morning, a mood which was only amplified when she woke up in pain and alone for the first time in many days. After noticing the unmistakable outline of Mare Equines boot on her abdomen Amy aggressively brushed her teeth until her gums bled then left the bedroom finding herself drawn to the kitchen by the unmistakable smell of cooking.
>>18098279Amy entered the kitchen and was moved almost to tears by the sight of Coby's lovingly prepared breakfast and suggestive attire. "It's not quite a full English", she thought to herself, "more like a wonderful combination of both our worlds". As Amy took a seat at the table the word "mama" in Colby's distinctive southern twang echoed pleasantly in her ears and any residual bad feelings melted away leaving only the physical discomfort of a hard lost wrestling match.
"Sausage gravy? What in the world was THAT all about?" Amy wondered as she dipped the biscuit into the sauce while watching Colby for signs that she might be getting this all wrong. She took a bite, it good good, everything was perfect, you can't really have a full English without a serving of baked beans but this transatlantic hybrid meal cooked with love was more than Amy felt she deserved.
>"Colby this is wonderful, you shouldn't have but I'm so grateful you did. I... I'm sorry I didn't beat Mare for you like I wanted, I don't know what happened out there but I dropped the ball and I apologise." Amy looks at the generous spread and feels her optimism growing.
>"WARHORSE may have beaten us in SINGLES matches but we're a tag team and they haven't beaten us there. We're not licked yet! There's still all to play for!" 