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17 April 2021 Emma Roberts vs Avril Lavigne

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THE DOLL BALL SEASON 4 - ROUND 1 PPV - DOLLHOUSE SUPREMACY RUBBER MATCH

Posted by The Dollhouse on April 17, 2021 at 8:00pm

Avril Lavigne
(36, 5’2, 118 lbs, 44:18 FCBA, The Dollhouse)
Vs.
Emma Roberts
(30, 5’2, 98 lbs, 27:14 FCBA, The Dollhouse)

Results: Lookout! Story: Caspian & The Dollhouse

BEFORE:
The conference room is abuzz as the two leading ladies of the Dollhouse’s flyweight division make their way into the room. This hugely anticipated fight has been brewing for a while now, mostly due to Roberts increasing success and numerous title shots which has caused the tension level between former Queen Lavigne and the Ice Queen herself to rise to new heights, with Lavigne challenging Roberts to a decisive rubber match after each of the two starlets has scored one win against the other.

Lavigne is out first, all smiles as she takes her sit at the table and leans back casually. The 36 year old singer seems excited and yet oddly relaxed. Despite some recent mixed results, she seems confident in her chances against her rival tonight.

Roberts follows next, and the Ice Queen stays true to her nickname, looking plain irritated by the entire ordeal as she quickly sits down, giving Avril a hateful b*tch-stare from across the table before quickly crossing her arms and legs, surveying the room with clear contempt as she impatiently awaits for the press to begin wasting her time.
Avril is first to take questions, and reporters are quick to go for the jugular when they ask about Emma’s recent title shots including her upcoming one against champion Olivia Holt at the end of the month.

Lavigne seems ready for the question, and apparently has a lot to say.

“At first I was like….why the hell is this b*tch getting so many title shots? Can you imagine her as champion? Pfft. But then I figured it out. She keeps getting them because they KNOW they’d beat her. It’s a safe title defense. And they were right, she’s already lost two. And now Olivia has given her ANOTHER one? SO dumb. Olivia has already kicked Emma’s ass last year, the only explanation is that she knows Emma can’t possibly beat her. She’s too small and weak. But do you know who DID beat her? ME! I beat Holt two years ago. Why am I not getting the shot? Because these bitches are too scared to give it to me.”

From across the table, Emma can only roll her eyes, remaining quiet for most of Avril’s tirade but visibly giggling at her last sentence.

The press isn’t done with Avril yet, next inquiring about her thoughts on the actual fight tonight.

“I’m gonna beat her ass. What else can I say?” a cocky Avril laughs. “I just beat Lowndes, who’s a much stronger opponent. Emma is too weak to handle me, she just got super lucky last time. That’s why I demanded this fight. We’re tied and for some reason she thinks she’s better than me. I’m gonna f*ck YOU UP tonight Ems. I’m still the motherf*cking QUEEN!”. Avril stands up proudly, looking over at Roberts, posing to the cameras with her arms flexed and a cocky grin aimed directly at her rival, who’s clearly had enough of listening to the Canadian’s babbling as she snatches the microphone from the table.

“Calm your tits, chubby, and please sit your fat ass down. You look stupid.” Emma shakes her head, starring in amusement at the pissed off singer. “Well…HERE we are again.....I guess. I'm not even sure why we have to do this again after I already proved I'm the alpha around here...by completely DESTROYING you last time, obviously.” Roberts gives the older blonde a mean stare. “I mean, clearly me and Bella are the superstars and future of this club and with a bit more luck I would have been sitting here with the title belt on my shoulder right now. But I’m going to have another RIGHTFUL shot at the title at the end of the month, and this stupid fight is just an appetizer. A BIG FAT appetizer. The only time this fatass ever saw the belt was on a freaking TV screen. And no b*tch, I’ts not because they’re scared of you. It’s because you keep getting your ass handed to you by half the league. The only reason I’m even bothering with this tonight, is because Carmen promised the winner a big fat check and I guess we ARE tied, so....proving my complete superiority by wrecking Av again wouldn't be the WORST thing I could be doing tonight. I'll make this quick."

This has been all Avril needed to hear as the older blonde stands up and walks over to Emma, starring down at the sitting actress, towering over her. Emma scoffs, looking up at the Canadian before quickly standing right up, starring Avril right in the face, their foreheads practically touching as Carmen Electra quickly orders security to intervene before things get out of hand.

The two blondes continue to stare down each other for a long half-minute before being pulled away in opposite directions by security, and this press conference is officially over as they go prepare for the actual showdown.
Few hours later, and we’re finally ready for the big main event of the night with Lavigne out first, the Punk-Princess stepping out of the curtains with her song “What The Hell” blasting throughout the arena as Avril playfully dances her way towards the ring, accompanied by coach Loken at her side.

Lavigne is clad in a black leather jacket, covering her trademark black and pink sports bra and tights fight gear underneath. Her dirty-blonde hair tied in a long ponytail and black and pink gloves covering her hands as she makes her way to the ring, high fiving her many fans along the way, who are here to witness the singer in perhaps one of the most important fights of her career so far. This is a must win for Avril and everyone in the arena knows it.

Lavigne stops right before entering the ring, and apparently she wants to take a little detour… and for good reason! Lookout! Star and former champion Vanessa Hudgens herself is in the house tonight, sitting front row in support of her friend as Avril walks over and high-fives the grinning brunette to some loud cheers from the fans. The two hug it out, with Vanessa whispering something into Avril’s ear, which the blonde acknowledges with a knowing nod and a giggle, before quickly climbing into the ring. She takes off her jacket to reveal her sexy fighting attire as the fans go absolutely wild for their queen here.

But it’s time for the Ice Queen to make her entrance now as Emma’s music begins playing throughout the arena and the 4th ranked FCBA Flyweight steps out of the shadows clad in a completely white attire – A white satin robe covering most of her body and her fight gear underneath – a sports bra and long tights, complete with snow white gloves. Her blonde hair tied in a tight royal bun as she calmly makes her way to the ring, eyes fixed at the prize (Avril) awaiting her corner, making no attempts to interact with the crowd whatsoever as she beelines towards the ring accompanied by Carmen Electra herself.

Roberts stops right before entering the ring, starring daggers directly at Vanessa Hudgens, who stares right back at the blonde. The two stare at each other from afar for a few long seconds before Emma finally turns to Carmen. “Keep this b*tch OUT of my ring. Avril would need all the help she can get.” Electra nods and proceeds to whisper something to security as Emma climbs into the ring.

Emma takes to her corner, takes off her robe to reveal her slim, fit body, looking mighty sexy in her pristine all-white attire tonight as the crowd shows their appreciation with loud cheers. Emma warming herself up by jumping up and down in her corner, while Avril is busy with some stretches from across the ring as the referee finally calls both ladies to the center of the ring to go over the rules. There will be no glove touching her tonight as both hated rivals stare down each other, letting the referee waste his time with formalities before finally retiring to their corners to wait for the bell!

It’s finally time! Emma Roberts vs Avril Lavigne – The decisive rubber match! 10 rounds of flyweight chaos! Here’s the bell!

ROUND 1:
Well, sh*t. HERE THEY GO with a ROAR of applause at both their backs. Ladies tear into each other as mortal adversaries, bodies CRASHING into the other in the center of the ring in a tangle of hair, arms and legs. We don’t think there’s been a more crazy, full-blooded in-house rivalry like this one, folks, as they do away with boxing rules to simply WAIL away on each other amidst mutual snarls and grunts. Vicious and spiteful growling as they initially try to wrestle for dominance, arms wrapped around the neck or tearing at the hair despite the lack of a firm grip, free hands digging into any pound of flesh at every opportunity as Avril aims for the head whilst Emma goes for the body. Both girls know each other’s weaknesses inside out, having spent these past few years in the same locker room, but their animosity towards each other simply has grown and grown despite being part of the same ‘family’, finally culminating in tonight’s bloodbath. Round ends with the referee exasperated, having pried both hellcats apart numerous times only for them to fly back into each other’s arms once the bell resumed. He has an even tougher job now sending them back to their corners, with both ladies left holding their aching sides or the side of their jaw, continuing to spit insults both ways as they finally relent to a draw at the end of three minutes. Holy hell - we’re definitely in for a RIDE tonight!

ROUND 2:
It’s a must-win contest for either girl, and it shows: renewed aggression from Lavigne as she looks to avenge a loss back in February of 2020, now rushing towards Roberts and taking wild swings at her face. But the same can be said of Roberts, who first started the bad ball rolling with a KO10 loss in 2019 to Lavigne, which began the initial animosity and hatred. This here’s a rubber match in the making, and it’s do or die time to prove who’s the true Queen of the Dollhouse. Roberts, fighting smarter this time, lets Avril come towards her with wild and inaccurate hooks to the head. Emma showing off her precision instead as she counters with a left hook to the side tummy, another right hand later drubbed across Avril’s stunned face. The resident Queen looks dishevelled but snarling back her intentions, catches Roberts back with a late blow across her face to end the round. But if the first round was a draw, Emma shows her superiority here in her technical skills as she takes the second one wide.

ROUND 3:
Avril’s not to be underestimated, however, the strawberry blonde still able to combine both power and technical prowess in her attacks. The action slows down in the third but it’s no less of an all-out war: Avril stays at a comfortable distance and blocks most of Emma’s jabs to her arms, ROCKS the blonde girl back with the occasional right cross sent into the nose, another crushing blow to the lips as Emma grunts and circles backwards, shaking the pain from her head. Roberts hadn’t counted on her foe being as smart as she is, finding trouble now with breaching the wall and going all in for the kill. She definitely has a strategy going forward, however, incessantly targeting Avril’s midsection with lunging lefts and rights, leather gloves smacking tummy flesh as she draws the last ounce of blood this round, making Avril curse and swear from the safety of the ropes as Avril’s forced to cover up her vulnerable body. It’s still her round overall but who knows what will happen with seven rounds to go?

ROUND 4:
Emma with her technical fighting skills as she picks Avril off from afar. The Queen looks a little more uncertain this round, her arms protecting her body but her face getting tagged by Roberts’ combos sent in one after another, which bash Avril on the cheek or mouth before she can throw up her hands to block. This here’s Roberts’ speed on full display as she runs circles around the Queen for the first minute, only ducking out of the way when Avril roars in late with a right hook that almost takes her head off. Avril is heard and seen snarling as she goes chasing after her hated adversary - no doubt up there with the likes of Hayden Panettiere and Ariana Grande - boxing Roberts to the nose with an overhand right, before the blonde manages to get away from another swing to her noggin’. Emma plays it cool for now, thinking of the long game as she circles out of danger, stalling till the end of the round after knowing that she’s already secured it close for herself. Smart move, as Avril looks hella tired by the time the bell rings, cursing and swearing at Roberts as they briefly cross paths in the center of the ring.

ROUND 5:
Headache indeed for Head Doll Carmen Electra as she’s constantly making herself known and available to either corner and both girls tonight. This is what happens when you have two girls in the same stable who hate each other’s guts. They’ve fought twice before, officially, and who knows what else has gone on behind the coveted curtains, with rumours swirling about backstage catfights, chance encounters and crossed paths that have resulted in one girl knocked out cold, and other random brawls that have not seen the light of day. Avril, however, seems to remember everything in vivid detail as she rushes at Emma once more, snarling as she bashes an early cross to the blonde’s forehead, immediately throwing her into disarray. Roberts stunned, having thought that her foe would have run out of stamina by this point in time. Nosiree, as she now has to fend off more crazed swings from her fellow Doll, in close proximity. Lavigne lavishing in her position, right hand stuffed into Robert’s tummy before another dull swipe across her face SENDS ROBERTS REELING down the ropes! OUCH! That combo must have hurt! Emma grunting, mouth hanging open, eyes blinking as another left hand catches her square on the chin, and DOWN SHE GOES!! Roberts spiralling down to her side on the spot, absolutely FLOORED by her fellow Dollhouse veteran as Avril spits her superiority down in spades!

“WHO’S THE BEST NOW, HUH?! b*tch!!!”

Referee has to herd the rabid girl away, finally starting the 10-count as he hovers by Emma’s side. Emma’s slow off her back but then quickly regains her senses once she realises how little time’s left on the clock. While Avril’s pacing about at the other end of the ring, growling low and gnashing her teeth, Emma resets and calms herself down, knows she needs to fight smarter if she wants to score a victory by the end of ten rounds. Bell resumes and we’re set for yet another CLASH in the center, with Avril charging forth as though this were her one and only time to shine. But her fists are left smacking into the arms or the body, lacking knockout power as Emma covers her head and moves fast, the blonde grunting as more errant fists find her tummy or chest, but for the most part, manages to stay alive for the remainder of the round.

ROUND 6:
This one-sided bout continues as Roberts plays defensive, perhaps hoping to tire out her fellow Doll and take this match all the way across the finish line. That’s bad news for Avril, who has thrived on early and decisive victories in her past matches, always beginning to wilt against an opponent with bigger and better stamina in the long haul. The Queen doesn’t get the memo this time, repeatedly shoving and throwing her fists forward, ramming more and more attacks into Emma’s guard, hoping at any one point to break her arms apart and then score hard on the chin, but it simply does not happen. Meanwhile, Roberts is calmly dismantling her foe’s lead here, waiting until Avril takes a swing at her before landing her own one-two combo straight into the lips, or another hook catching the Queen clean on the body. Down the line, Lavigne is clearly exhausted, left clinging to the ropes as she reevaluates what her constant rushes have wrought: not much damage to Roberts, to be honest, as Emma stumbles back to her corner with a fist raised high to signal her confidence going forward.

ROUND 7:
Back to a draw but all-out brawl as Roberts presses her advantage in this last stretch of this fight. The Doll knows she needs to dominate in these final few rounds if she wants to either take Avril out decisively or win via decision. Not if Avril can help it, of course, as the Canadian singer flies into action the moment Emma comes remotely close to her, taking sudden swings at Emma’s head or letting random combos fly towards her face, to little effect. Emma still needs to be cautious, however, as any one of those attacks can land and do some damage, and throw her plans into the bin. For the most part, her earlier conservation of energy bears fruit as she bashes another straight punch into the Doll’s face, yet another combo landing square on the belly as Avril folds over her fist and grunts, the older blonde taking steps backwards to try and find the ropes for support. Roberts rallies inwards to finish her off but is unfortunately stopped by the bell. For now, she has to be content with the tide turned back in her favour.

ROUND 8:
Last bit of energy from Avril as the Doll pushes herself forward for yet another round of chasin’. You’ve got to hand it to Avril as she heaves and huffs and puffs, takes leaps forward to try and score a surprise on Emma’s face, with punches and hooks thrown by the dozen but still unable to upset her rival. Roberts just plays it cool throughout, avoiding her swings and pokes with ease and allowing her to make the errors for herself, before biting back in the second minute with a right cross nailed on the nose, which seems to seal Avril’s fate for the rest of the round. Lavigne groans as her tummy’s beaten on some more, more lefts and right hands sailing in unabated as Roberts pushes forward knows she’s got the rest of this fight in control if she can retain her focus here as she beats Avril back with tepid combos, occasional overhand slammed into her arms just to ensure Avril’s hiding her face nice and snug. Lavigne with little to no answer this sudden aggression, left grunting, eyes bulging, her back glued to the ropes this round as Emma takes her apart, specifically to her body, beating her fellow Doll down without mercy as she almost sends her down to her knees at the bell. Thankfully, Lavigne manages to stay upright long enough to hear the bell ring, though she quickly hunches over the top rope for support, her hands hugging her bruised body as she stumbles back to her corner with heavy breaths. BIG round for Roberts, who has definitely taken back the lead as we head into the final stretch of this fight.

ROUND 9:
Oh oh…we’re about to get the 9th round started and Avril’s looking like the fight has been completely taken out of her, slumped in her corner, face covered in a sticky mixture of hair and sweat as she stares vacantly at the mat in front of her, panting, her chest heaving up and down. Can she still put up a fight at this point? I guess we’re going to find out as Emma is already bouncing on her feet waiting for the signal that will allow her to finish the job and take the exhausted Canadian out for good. Lavigne having difficulties rising from her stool, or is just reluctant, as Kristanna Loken berates the Doll, screaming at her to get the f*ck up and fight it out till the end, if only for the fans.

Lavigne finally pushes herself up and HERE WE GO! Avril surprises the crowd (and Emma!) with a slow but steadily advance forward, and WOW! She immediately SWINGS at Roberts head, trying to take the actress’ head off with some WILD swings that clumsily miss as Roberts easily evades Avril’s desperate attempts at getting a lucky break here in the 9th. Avril is just too slow at this point and after ANOTHER reckless swing from the punk-princess that causes her to completely lose her balance, Emma licks her lips and returns in kind as she swings back with a surgical right that hits Avril right in the jaw and SPINS the poor blonde around as she stumbles towards the ropes, hitting the ropes and bouncing back towards Emma, swaying on rubbery feet like an aimless drunkard. Emma smirking, knowing she has Avril completely at her mercy. But the Ice-Queen is not known for her merciful ways and maybe the ref should show some mercy of his own sooner rather than later by stopping this contest. Coach Loken with her head in her hands as Roberts is out for blood and GOES TO TOWN on poor Lavigne who shrieks in horror and covers her head like her life depended on it.

Avril getting massacred as her fans stare on in shock, and it’s a far cry from her previous efforts as it is now clear her strong start and wanton aggression have completely failed against her shrewd rival. Emma’s the one in full control now, and the Ice Queen is as merciless as she is skilled, capitalising on her counterpart’s helplessness, swinging relentlessly at the singer’s completely covered up head, before quickly changing targets, aiming her mitts south to target all aspects of the body as she hammers Avril’s unprotected belly repeatedly with massive uppercuts. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

And the damage is quickly wracking up on the petite singer as she groans loudly, gets bent over in half with another one-two left-right thump thump combo slammed into her midsection, another swiped across her chest, as Roberts, at multiple times, traps her on the ropes and goes to work on targeting the wilting soft body further. And this seems to be more than the poor singer can take - Avril’s jelly legs trembling with each painful smack to the belly, Emma taking her own sweet time as she snuggles in close, elbow shoved hard into the singer’s chest and neck to hold her in place, right hand pulled back and - POW - sent packing into the tummy, rinse repeat. Lavigne with little to no defense, the air driven out of her lungs as she finally TILTS over and FALLS down to all fours, her lips parted in shock, looking as though she’s about to throw up all over the canvas! Oh my! Roberts scores the second KNOCKDOWN of the evening and the dominant Doll raises both arms up high, a satisfied smirk on her face as she knows she’s got this fight in the bag. “Stay the f*ck down or I’ll end your pathetic boxing career in the 10th, wimp!” She hisses down at the destroyed singer before turning her back and strutting towards a neutral corner. Can Avril make it back to her feet at this point? Does she even WANT to?

The answer so far seems to be a whimpering ‘no’ as Lavigne coughs out her mouthpiece and sinks down to the mat hugging her ruined body, face contorted in pain, moaning softly to the sound of the count.
1….2….3….4….the proud Canadian is making NO attempt to get off the mat so far and her fans stare in shock while Roberts is seen smirking in her corner, the American actress’ head nodding slightly to the steady count of the referee - 5….6….7…..this is quite clearly over folks, it seems like Lavigne is in no shape to continue fighting Roberts as she lays there groaning, physically and mentally broken as she's forced to accept her humiliating fate, knowing that she has been soundly beaten in this high profile rubber match by her in-house arch-rival. Even Hudgens knows it's over, the brunette shaking her head in clear disappointment at her friend yet again soundly beaten by their mutual nemesis. The referee has seen enough, decides to cut the count short and waves his hands above the fallen singer, calling for the bell! And this fight is now officially OVER in decisive fashion!

Official Decision: Emma Roberts defeats Avril Lavigne via KO9!

A huge, smug grin on Roberts’ face as she circles the ring with her hands raised, basking in the adoration of her fans as well as the loud boos from her rival’s supporters – she welcomes the hate with open arms as she knows she has just established herself as the undisputed 'Queen Flyweight' of the Dollhouse after defeating Lavigne twice in a row now, perhaps second only to Bella Thorne in the Dollhouse hierarchy, but not if you ask her, of course.

Lavigne on her part, still completely out of commission from the beatdown delivered by Roberts, splayed on her side in the center of the ring like a lifeless sack of potatoes, starring blankly down at the mat with glassy eyes, her heaving chest and periodic blinking the only sign she has some life left in her still as she can do nothing but wait for the Dollhouse team to scrape her off the mat.
But as expected…Emma has her OWN plans. The victorious blonde quickly takes off her gloves and marches over to the fallen singer, towering over her as she stands with her hands on her hips, looking down at the result of her work. “And THAT…is why they give ME all the title shots. Get it now, Av?”

Avril unresponsive, barely registering what is going on around her but is soon brought right back to reality as Emma bends down and grabs the singer’s hair. “Get up fatass! We’re going for a ride.” Emma yanks the exhausted Canadian up, causing Avril to whimper in pain as she is unable to keep up with the momentum of the pull, which only serves to anger Roberts.
“This is pathetic…you can’t even get yourself off the mat. Do I have to do EVERYTHING myself?” Emma sneers while rolling her eyes as she realizes Avril is in no shape to comply, even if she wanted to.
It is at this moment that the noise levels in the arena suddenly rise to new heights, causing Emma to divert her gaze towards the outside. Her eyes widen as she sees none other than Vanessa Hudgens, who’s quickly climbing over the barricades, clearly intent on making her way into the ring and saving her friend from the clutches of her own nemesis.

Emma’s eyes fill with rage as her instructions to keep Nessa out of the ring have been seemingly ignored, yet her response is swift and decisive as she suddenly YANKS Avril up by the hair with huge force, eliciting a WILD shriek of anguish from the singer who’s scalp is set on fire by the vulgar pull. Emma is relentless, forcing Avril to quickly make it to her hands and knees or suffer even more pain to her already throbbing scalp. As Vanessa reaches just outside of the ring, Emma grabs the older blonde under her armpits and hoists her up to a wobbly bent over standing position, where she quickly places the defenseless groggy singer in a tight headlock. She then slowly backs off, with Avril as her hostage, pointing her finger directly at Hudgens who has just began climbing into the ring.

“Don’t you DARE step into this ring or this b*tch is finished!” Emma hisses at her hated nemesis from across the ring. “I’ll freaking break this mat with her head!” Emma threatens, causing the poor Lavigne to scream in panic as she realizes what might happen to her in mere seconds.

The crowd is going nuts at this insane chain of events here tonight as Vanessa stops in her tracks, taking a few long seconds to consider her options as she stands just outside the ropes, starring daggers into Roberts’ eyes, contemplating her best move.

What happens next stuns everyone in the arena! Nessa just shrugs, and proceeds to step into the ring through the ropes, making a beeline towards Roberts. The Ice-Queen’s eyes widen in shock as she realizes her threats did not have any effect on the brunette, but holds true to her promise nonetheless as she quickly tightens her headlock and throws herself BACKWARDS and down to the mat, PLANTING the mortified singer’s head right into the canvas with an expertly executed DDT move! THUD! A huge “OOOOO” echoes throughout the arena as Avril’s body goes completely limp at the moment of impact. WOW! Emma quickly pushing the finished singer’s body away from her, Lavigne’s unconscious form simply flopping to the mat on her side, splayed awkwardly like a discarded ragdoll as Emma hastily crawls away and quickly slides under the bottom rope, landing outside the ring a mere second before Vanessa manages to reach her.

Vanessa however, simply ignoring her out cold friend who is in dire need of medical attention and chases after Roberts, sliding under the bottom rope herself and running after the blonde, who is already running for her life around the ring and into the safe arms of her team on the far side, quickly separating herself from Hudgens with the help of a her security personnel. Nessa stops, nostrils flaring, shaking her head at the situation before teasing Roberts about her cowardly escape.
“b*tch, you BETTER run you freaking COWARD. And you better KEEP running. Because I’ll be there every time you stop and look behind you. And when I finally have my hands on you, you’ll regret the day you were BORN. You f*cking whore.”

Roberts panting, tired, giving Nessa her patented b*tch-stare from behind her bodyguards as she takes a few moments to fix her breathing, then flips Nessa off before grabbing a microphone.
“You two……” She takes deep breaths. “You are beneath me. There’s a reason I get all the title shots…. and you two LOSERS don’t. I’ve already proven I’m better than both of you, and poor fatass Avril wanted me to prove it again, and just look at her now. This will be YOU too, Nessie, if I ever give you the chance. And that’s a big IF. I have title belts to win, and every one who gets in my way will end up just like Avril. Including Olivia Holt in 2 weeks. I would like to take this opportunity to thank my lovely fans who support me endlessly in my legendary campaign to become the best champion this pathetic division has ever seen. Your work will be rewarded very very soon. I promise. And to all you Avril fans booing me….seriously? find yourself someone who can actually fight to idolize. She’s all downhill from here. She’s FINISHED! Now…if you’ll excuse me, I have way bigger fish to fry.”
Emma throws the microphone away and quickly makes her exit, leaving most of the Dollhouse team stunned and confused as they struggle to revive Lavigne for some long minutes before finally carrying the singer out of the ring on a stretcher. It’s a sad scene as her worried fans anxiously watch, with some even seen openly crying. And where is Vanessa Hudgens? The Lookout! Star is nowhere to be seen and some have already began speculating whether she was truly here tonight to support her friend or perhaps just to get back at her arch-enemy.

Only time will tell….but Emma Roberts securing herself a huge win tonight as she demolishes her in-house rival, proving her fighting superiority in an impressive showing that will bring her with huge momentum into her PPV title fight against Olivia Holt at the end of the month! Will Lavigne recover from this major defeat? Can Roberts finally secure the flyweight championship belt for the Dollhouse at the end of the month? We’ll find out very soon! Thanks for watching folks, and good night from the Dollhouse!