>>18272057Miss USA keeps going, this time with a one liner about Nikki's sister. But Nikki doesn't care about that.
The servants sprint away as Nikki rushes toward the wheelchair bound Miss USA. "IF YOU WANNA TALK ABOUT OUR MOTHER, THEN YOU CAN JOIN HER YOU BITCH!"
Nikki grabs the chair and spins it around, pushing Miss USA toward the far side of the dungeon. One of the servants gasps in shock, immediately grasping Nikki's intent. For on the far side of the dungeon there is a ledge overhanging the mansion's garbage disposal area.
"We're no lapdog, we're a freaking pitbull!" Nikki screams as she wheels Miss USA toward the edge. "And we don't live in our sister's shadow, she lives in ours, because we're the Intercontinental champ and she's NOTHING, just like youuuu!"
Nikki slides to a halt right at the edge of the ledge, releasing her grasp on the wheelchair and letting it fly over the edge and vanish into the darkness. For a second that seems to last an eternity, there is no sound save for Miss USA's screams, then there is a loud crash as she lands.
As the murderous urge that took over Nikki's mind begins to fade, she crawls to the edge and looks over, spotting Miss USA lying amidst the trash, which softened her landing.
