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7 April 2019 Avril Lavigne vs Olivia Holt

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Posted by The Dollhouse on Apr 8, 2019 at 5:03am

Avril Lavigne
(34, 5’2, 120 lbs, 25:11 FCBA, The Dollhouse)
Vs.
Olivia Holt
(21, 5’2, 115 lbs, 10:4 FCBA, Odds & Ends Fight Studio)

Results: Lookout!; Story: Caspian & The Dollhouse

BEFORE:
A big fight on the Doll Ball card tonight as the Queen herself, Avril Lavigne, takes on the AMD champion and highest ranked Flyweight in the FCBA, Olivia Holt, in the main event of the evening! The stage is set for either girl to have a hell of an upset if either one wins tonight, and both girls demonstrate this tension early on in the press conference, by repeatedly going back-and-forth in an early skirmish of words.

“It’s just another day at the office when I have another Disney creampuff to beat up!” Avril letting loose with the opening salvo as she leans into the microphone with a smile.

“Olivia keeps getting lucky in fights and then opens her big mouth to brag all over the Internet, as if she's some huge star. Someone has to shut her the hell up! She's like, what, 20?! Who CARES about her stupid AMD title, or whatever it is…. it's so dumb! And how the HELL is she ranked number ONE in the division after only fourteen fights? These stupid rankings are totally WACK! My record is WAY better than hers, and everybody will get to see why tonight. I'm gonna teach her how REAL women fight..and then I’ll send her back to… Disneyland, I guess?” Avril ending her tirade with her trademark laugh.

Olivia Holt though, doesn't seem too fazed by the strong rhetoric, with the rising young star scoring a big win over former AMD champ Vanessa Hudgens last month, stealing that title for herself and now set to make it two-for-two with another win over Nessa’s bestie tonight.

“Oh dear… ‘Queen Lavigne’? That's actually hilarious,” Holt mocks. “Listen Av, I know you can sometimes beat 2nd or 3rd-tier girls in this league, and that’s all fine and dandy, but when it comes to TOP-tier competition, you're the f*cking queen alright… QUEEN OF JOBBERS!” Holt exclaims, looking directly at Avril with a smirk.

“You're a horrible, washed up singer, and you're not much better at fighting. I mean…If you're the definition of a 'real woman', then I must be freaking SUPER-woman, because I'm about to beat your soft ass to a pulp in that ring. I don't need more than twenty-one years on this Earth to do that. Could have probably done that as a teenager, Queenie. I mean, I've heard plenty of people talk about our fight - they aren't arguing who's going to win...they wonder if you even stand a CHANCE." Olivia pauses for a second, letting her point sink in. "Hope you enjoyed watching Nessa kiss these abs,” Holt deliberately tapping her exposed midriff for emphasis. “Cos’ you're gonna be doing the same tonight. Excited???”

Avril with a roll of her eyes as she responds immediately: “Yeah, I'm excited alright - excited about finally getting to kick your stupid ass and steal your bullshit AMD title!”

“Wait… what..!?” Olivia exclaims in surprise, a confused expression on her face. “Does she seriously think the AMD title is on the line tonight!?”

Holt all of a sudden can't stop her giggling at the press table. “Oh man… this is too much! Sorry Av, I’ve watched a bunch of your fights recently and hate to break it to ya, but I don’t think you’d qualify for an AMD bout. Dough-bellies and spare tires don’t count as actual ABS, ya know,” Holt continues to stifle her giggles as Avril's face reaches a fever pitch of red.

“Do you even KNOW what an AMD fight IS?!” Olivia cuts in again unceremoniously. “Because I’ll gladly put the title on the line RIGHT NOW if we’re doing it AMD rules tonight!”

A furious Avril is about to reply in kind, when Carmen Electra quickly leans over and whispers something in the Queen’s ear, just before the blonde can form her first word. The singer’s face slowly twists in confusion as Carmen lays out the AMD rules to her for a few long seconds. Avril seems to pause briefly, taking a moment to consider, before suddenly exclaiming out loud: “Whatever b*tch! No one needs your dumb, made up title and all those stupid-ass rules! Keep your stupid little title! I’ll still kick your ass tonight. So, it’s whatever!”

Olivia chuckling back from the other side, not even slightly worried about losing her new AMD title here tonight. “Yeah, thought so, flabby! Let’s just go get this over with, shall we?”

Mutual pride is on the line between these two, as ring officials don't even dare letting them get close for the traditional face to face photo op. Instead, both girls are quickly escorted backstage to make their final preparations.

Entrances from either fighter are exotic as f*ck, Queen Avril arriving on the scene to some interesting choice of music, namely - her recent new single “Dumb Blonde”, escorted by two bare-chested men meant to appear as her ‘slaves’ and followed closely behind by Carmen Electra and Dollhouse personnel. Ever since this Queen gimmick - or excuse us, this coronation of hers took place, Avril's been milking it for whatever it's worth. What's the expression? If you believe you're on top of the world, one day you'll finally get there? The Queen struts towards the ring covered almost completely in a pink satin robe, hair up in a high ponytail and of course, that crown of hers sitting proudly on her head as she high fives and waves to her thousands of fans in the arena tonight.

Olivia Holt's entrance more standard fare, bursting through the curtains with a blast of white light and heart pumping music, the confident young blonde shadow boxing in a dark hoodie draped over the top of her head. She wastes no time making her way towards the ring, raising one gloved hand above her head as she strides confidently, thanking the myriad of fans who came to support her in this hostile arena tonight.

And here she is folks, Ms Hudgens is also here as Avril’s guest of honor, this time having a seat saved for her in the front row, sitting pretty with a martini in hand, ready and hoping to see her friend unleash some hell on the one who took her AMD title away from her just last month. We’re surprised Nessa has not been kicked out of the building following her disgusting behavior during the Roberts-Kreuk bout, but seems like Avril usually gets what she wants - and she wants Nessa here cheering for her.

Later in the ring, both girls disrobe to reveal their fight attires: Avril in her standard pink and black sports bra and tights with matching gloves, whereas Olivia reveals her trademark black high-waisted bikini with matching black gloves. This AMD champ is looking mighty fit and ready to rumble tonight and this might just be one hell of an uphill battle for Avril, despite her home advantage! Guess we’re about to find out! HERE we go with ten rounds of Flyweight action!

ROUND 1:
First round sees a war of contrasting styles as we get to know what these women are made of. Avril definitely been forewarned about her bulkier, stronger opponent - you don't get to outlast Vanessa Hudgens if you can't take a hit or two, you know? Holt stomping forward, proving her fears correct and looking to brawl, but Avril refusing to engage head-on, keeping her guard intact and only jabbing intermittently back in her direction. First two minutes actually goes her way as a result, succeeding at keeping Olivia at bay by moving frequently and jabbing consistently. But Holt’s relentless pursuit pays off for her in the last minute, when she scores a sudden flurry to Avril’s face, stunning the Doll for a long enough moment to let out a painful gasp and a sunken look etched on. Avril gets away too slowly as Holt goes to work on her body in close range, even after she attempts to scoot off an escape along the ropes. Only thing that saves the Doll’s down slide is the bell, as Holt is pulled away by the referee, off the choking Canadian songstress! Not a great round for the Queen here, even though she started off with the correct strategy!

ROUND 2:
Holt looking supremely confident about her battle plan as she paces back and forth in her own corner, waiting for the bell’s consent to get her back into the second round’s action. Avril seething with pain and fury as her opponent continues with the verbal taunting from earlier, mouthing off, “How’s that tummy of yours, Av?” whilst making kissing sounds of her leather to lips. Round 2 and let’s see if Lavigne can fare better, shall we? Holt predictably charging forward and swinging from the start, hoping to wrap things up early with another lucky combination to Avril’s head. But Lavigne getting a hold and feel of her foe’s rhythm, choosing to stay well and beyond her reach. Girls are still moving FAST in there: Holt trying to rush forward and Lavigne not eager to let herself get caught careless. Result is Avril landing a lot more jabs to the face than anticipated - at least much more than the first round’s action. At one point in the last minute, another quick flurry elicits a loud shout of pain from the blonde’s lips. But there’s nothing more either girl can do when the bell finally rings, with both competitors having to head back to corners without much change in the barometer. Avril of course taking the round for herself this time, but whether it’s a significant change in her winds of fortune, it’s still too early to say.

ROUND 3:
Girls moving more steadily here in the third, engaging less brazen attacks and more calculated footwork as they go back-and-forth, without many punches actually landing in the first minute alone. Avril naturally the one who’s got more to lose, easily spooked whenever Olivia makes a play forward in her direction. But Holt getting wiser, putting the guard up early and more frequent as Avril’s jabs land harmlessly off her arms. In fact, Holt is the one using counter-punching to land a couple of choice blows to the Queen’s tummy - not that damaging or disastrous as a whole, but still doing wonderful blows to Avril’s psyche as she gets hammered over and over again, even after she tries keeping herself out of range. As a result, Lavigne choosing to keep a HELL of a wide distance from her opponent towards end of this round, earning another verbal taunt from Holt across the ring: “Wha’cha doin’ over there, QUEENIE? Don’t ya want to come over and play?” But Avril not taking the bait, still jabbing from afar and hoping to play this one out in the long-term, at least for now.

ROUND 4:
It’s a classic case of damned-if-you-do, damned-if-you-don’t, with Lavigne’s team growing more and more concerned as the rounds go by: Avril known for her quick hit and runs, but definitely can’t afford to go toe-to-toe with Olivia for the full, whole ten rounds - she simply doesn’t have the stamina nor the youthful vitality to brawl with Holt over a distance. And her opponent knows this as well. Holt biding her time here, coming forward one step by one step, thereby choking off the Doll’s supply chain with big hooks thrown strategically in wild directions. Avril panicking when a right hand almost lands on the side of her face, goes barreling backwards and hoping to create more distance again. Cue Olivia Holt, who RUSHES in at the opportune moment! Flash of fists and the crowd’s volume goes up as well several octaves when Avril suddenly finds herself caught by a barrage of hooks into the side of her head, then slamming hard into her body. The Doll failing at her primary objective of finding a safe spot away from her opponent, and Olivia seizing on the chance as well, going to town with all the remaining strength she has! Avril bent over and gutted on the ropes, but at least she’s holding her knees from buckling all the way to when the bell rings, and an almost furious Holt has to be pulled off her quarry, still kicking and swinging! The referee restoring order at the end of three minutes, but more importantly, saving Avril from a potential knockdown there. But can she take this fight all the way across the finish line?

ROUND 5:
That last round, however, appears to have sapped Olivia of some wind beneath her sails. She’s covered in a layer of sweat and breathing hard as the bell sounds off the fifth. Avril in no better shape, of course, but at least she manages to score with periodic punches to the blonde’s nose and lips. Holt suddenly getting bullied across the ring and back, but it could all be a ruse to draw the Canadian singer into her own trap and bait. Late in the second minute sees that spring forward: a wild hook from Holt flung at Avril’s face out of the corner, but it MISSES by a hair, and Lavigne just conscious and careful enough to weave her torso backwards and out of the way in time. Spooked again though, Avril done enough to be contented with using her jab to control Holt for the rest of the round, and the two end up at opposite ends of the ring when the bell sounds. Avril edging out a victory in this round at least, from that early offensive and (lucky) evasive maneuver. We shudder to think what would have happened if it had landed, though!

ROUND 6:
Avril’s turn at some quality trash-talk early in the sixth, keeping herself far away from Holt before taunting her with both fists in front of her chest, and a “YOU SUCK OLIVIA! You fight like A GIRL! ” sending Olivia’s face into a deep frown. The blonde does exactly what’s requested of her, and we wonder for a moment if it was all part of Avril’s strategy when she decided to run her mouth, without thinking about the consequences? Certainly appears to be the latter scenario, when Holt actually CATCHES up to her and starts plowing wrecking balls into her frame! Avril suddenly at a loss for words as more lefts and rights are buried into her body, with Holt specifically soft-targeting below the neck after that perceived insult at her own fitness. The Doll obviously busy protecting her own head from the abuse, but even then, her guard is starting to look mighty shaky with Olivia sending bomb after bomb into her forearms at close range. Holt suddenly BLASTING the last of her defences away, revealing that shellshocked expression on the Queen’s quivering face behind her arms. ANOTHER hook caves in the cheek and DOWN AVRIL GOES, sprawling onto her side as Holt sends her down to canvas!

KNOCKDOWN for Olivia Holt! That SURELY looked hella painful! Olivia’s point made loud and clear as she gloats for a moment over Avril’s fallen frame, shouting down at her for being the one who’s laid out on the floor in the end! “You fight like a wimpy COWARD! Stay down, hag.” . Avril struggling to get back up, not sure whether Olivia’s ‘words of encouragement’ are even registering in her shaken mind. Referee counting the numbers upwards slow and steady, and her fans finally let out a sigh of relief when their Queen makes it back up to her wobbly feet at the count of 9 with some major help from the ropes! Talk about close calls right there! Olivia so far just seen to be dominating the exchanges tonight, and as we head into the second half, we sure as hell don’t like Avril’s chances of a comeback.

ROUND 7:
Girls visibly running out of breath as they slow down and begin to circle each other. Obviously the more youthful Olivia still with some gas left in the tank, advancing on the fatigued Queen a lot more often than the Doll doing the same. But Lavigne still has her wits about her to avoid getting trapped in her own corner, scoring with plenty of unexpected jabs to the blonde’s face early on, thereby complicating her way forward. Olivia perhaps thinking to herself why this fight’s dragged on so much longer than she first anticipated, certainly not having expected a ‘creampuff’ like Avril to go toe-to-toe with her for seven rounds and counting. She’s in for a surprise when the Doll’s jabs actually start landing all over her head and body, and painful ones at that! But Holt’s a smart girl herself, biting back with punches of her from afar, hitting Avril where it hurts as well: straight hands buried into the tummy and chest, making her foe pay dearly for her earlier pride. Round ends and we’re gonna call this one a draw, folks, with both girls doing just enough damage to win them respective points.

ROUND 8:
Holt’s corner now the ones looking worried as their girl looks more and more shaky on her feet. It’s one thing to go ten rounds with a hard-hitting minx like Vanessa Hudgens, and quite a different ball-game to go the distance with an unproven, untested and unknown quantity that is Avril Lavigne. Avril coming into range and then firing off a series of punches in succession, troubling Holt early in the first minute when she’s just TOO slow and too tired to swing her hooks back in time to score. Lavigne easily scooting out of range and then smiling, taunting her opponent, before rushing in again to rinse and repeat. Poor Holt looking dazed from the combination of exertion and pain, running through her nostrils at the end of this round - blonde girl left clinging onto the top rope for support just as Avril tries to blitz inwards and finish her off. But nope - bell rings too soon for that feat, and Avril has to be contented with proving the naysayers wrong thus far: she’s the one still standing upright, whilst Holt is hunched over and clutching at her face on the ropes.

ROUND 9:
Is this fight REALLY going all the way to the bank?! Olivia’s corner perhaps giving her the advice to charge all in, guns blazing and early on to surprise, and the blonde follows! Perhaps they too realised that it’s tough for ANY girl to go all ten rounds and not lose any sleep, with Holt clearly having pushed herself much earlier in this fight, but still unable to pin Avril down yet. Thankfully, Avril’s been briefed by her own team regarding these brazen tactics, easily side-steps the charging girl and then BLASTS a right hook clean into the side of her face once, TWICE, before a third swing uppercut crashes into the chin, sending Olivia Holt REELING backwards into the ropes in a daze! Holt essentially powerless for the follow-up action as Avril sails in and buries both lefts and rights into the body, the blonde left gasping as she’s bent over repeatedly, her arms flailing about wildly! All Avril has to do is NAIL another right hook to the side of the face and DOWN HOLT f*cking GOES!

Holt sprawled out beneath the ropes, flat on her back and eyes fluttering in the wind! Referee takes one long look and WAVES his arms in the air to call it off! It’s over!!

Official Decision: Avril Lavigne defeats Olivia Holt via KO9!

AFTER:
What a spectacle indeed! Avril Lavigne defying all odds and coming up on top of a heated rival tonight. The exhausted Canadian singer only just believing her own accomplishment, taking a long minute to rest her aching tired body against the ropes, starring down at her defeated opponent sprawled beneath her. A minute passes by before the Queen suddenly lets out an ecstatic shriek once the referee raises her hand to declare her victorious.

“Yeaahh bitcheeeesss!!!” She raises both her hands for emphasis, smiling widely for the fans who have stuck with her all this while. Good lord - give this girl a title fight, and soon! The fans seem to agree with that sentiment as they roar alongside her victory tonight.

Avril not done with the celebrations, however, walking back over to Olivia’s prone form. The Odds and Ends girl still lying flat on her back, her eyes squeezed shut and mouth open, sucking in air. Avril pauses over her beaten form for a moment, that sly grin breaking slowly over her face. Then, she begins brutally stomping down her foot into Holt’s abs, making Olivia groan out loud as she desperate tries to curl into a ball for protection. Avril still getting a couple of hard stomps in there, before Olivia turns herself over and and goes into fetal position, with the referee grabbing Avril and pulling her off the moaning young blonde.

Avril breathless herself from this long contest, but still manages to shout down at her former tormentress. “Guess your abs are NOT that invincible, huh? You overrated sl*t!” The Queen proceeds to pose over Olivia, one foot planted firm on the side of her quivering body and both hands planted on her hips for a final treat for the fans, with Vanessa Hudgens seen giving her friend a standing ovation in the front row. Later, between high-fives and hugs, she gets a chance to speak her mind to reporters:

“Told ya!” Lavigne giggles. “Just another dumb Disney princess taken down a peg. She’s nothing special, and she knows it! Now more than ever. I just beat the number 1 contender in the division, guess that makes me the BEST, right?!” The blonde laughs, grabbing her crown from Carmen Electra and positioning it on her head once again, before striking a playful pose for the cameras.

Vanessa Hudgens is now in the ring herself with both girls exchanging a warm hug before proceeding to leave the ring together, but should these fans feel conflicted? – should they be cheering for Avril or booing Vanessa? Well, we’re barely hearing any boos here ladies and gentleman - only huge chants of ‘QUEEN LA-VIGNE!’ – ‘QUEEN LA-VIGNE!’ – ‘QUEEN LA-VIGNE!’ . Guess we know the answer. All hail the Queen!