In between matches at the Dunwich Mansion Show, Ashley Tisdale and Vanessa Hudgens headed out for a little break. Paris had arranged for them to get backstage passes as they headed to the back, but separated briefly as Vanessa went to go look for Heather Hemmens. Ashley Tisdale got a drink of water and was waiting for the return of her stablemate, when she was approached by an excited Sara Jean Underwood.

Ashley and Sara didn't know each other very well, but exchanged hugs and smiles as the two of them discussed the recent pay-per-view and the Dunwich Mansion show thus far. It was an overall pleasant conversation as Underwood seemed downright exuberant to meet her. In fact, she even asked whether she could get an autograph from Ashley. Ashley, of course, was all too-willing to oblige. Sara Jean invited Tisdale to a nearby room as she had something she wanted Ashley to sign.

The two of them chatted easily enough as Tisdale considered whether Paris was wrong about I.F.F.I. and perhaps Missy was right – that they weren't so bad after all. However, if she'd been paying attention, she would've noticed that the door to which they entered in the Mansion was labeled “Apartment House Wrestling.” as it was shut with a thud.

Ashley looked around the room, grinning as she placed her hands on her hips while behind her, Underwood kept talking, “I can't tell you how excited I am to meet you. You, Tizzy, are one of the reasons I joined the FCBA...”

Ashley turned around just as Sara was finishing locking the door, “Oh really?”, smiling as she looked around and noticed that Sara was standing there, hands on her hips and did not appear to be searching for something for her to autograph at all. Ashley's eyes narrowed slightly in response.

“I've been wanting to kick your butt for a long time and if I can't get you in the ring, then I just want to take you on..” Sara Jean said, starting to slide out of her tanktop and jeans into a white bikini top and bottoms underneath.

Ashley smiled confidently, “Don't worry, Sara, I'll still be willing to give you my autograph after I've pinned you down. But, are you sure you wanna do this?” as she started to slip out of her own tanktop and skinny jeans into a pink bikini.

“Absolutely sure!” Sara responded, circling, “Heather has told me all about you on the Hellcats set and I just wish I'd been there to teach you a lesson.”

Ashley circled her blonde opponent, the circling slowly closing the distance between them.

“Heather was the one who needed to be taught a lesson...” Ashley said with a grin, “And she did. At least until she got into the FCBA here and I have to teach her all over again. You ready to get the same lesson she got?”

Underwood was very eager, Ashley could tell that in her actions and her eyes. Sara lunged forward to wrap her fingers into Ashley's blonde tresses, but she finds her hands batted away. As Sara takes a step backwards, it's Ashley who goes on the defensive as she delivers a backhand aimed towards Underwood's cheek. Surprisingly, Sara ducks underneath it as she reaches for the outstretched limb of Tisdale.

Twisting it up behind her back, Sara tugs it upwards for a quick hammerlock as she grins into Tisdale's ear, “I'm ready for a lesson to be taught, but looks like you're going to be totally surprised as to who learns it, Ash!” Underwood cranks up the pressure on Tisdale's arm for a moment, just to emphasize her point then shoves her away.

“Apparently Heather has taught you a few things..” Ashley says as she stumbles forward, rubbing her shoulder as she turns around. Ashley turns around just in time to run into a charging Sara Jean. Sara reaches one hand out to tug forward at Ashley's hair with one hand as the other snares around her head for a headlock. Positioning herself beside Ashley for a side headlock as she squeezes, releasing Ashley's golden locks for one moment as her hand secures her grip tighter on the headlock.

“Heather didn't have to teach me anything...” Sara responds with a grin, “I've been able to learn how to embarrass you all by myself, Tizzy..”

Ashley can't respond exactly, except muffled at the moment into Sara's forearm and abs, as Sara has tucked her head tightly down around her hip. Grinding her head tightly underneath her forearms, Ashley had two immediate thoughts: that Sara's arms were a little bit stronger than they looked and that she needed to escape immediately. Sara walked her forward slightly, securing a frustrated Tisdale to follow with her head trapped.

Tisdale drops to a knee for one moment to try to pop her head free, but Underwood keeps the headlock on tight, giggling down at her rival, “Where do you think you're going?” Tisdale then reaches one hand up to push at Sara's arm and as she does so, she drives her forearm against the small of Underwood's back to stun her momentarily. The combination of the blow and sudden shove allows her to twist her head free.

Sara staggers forward but Ashley doesn't take long to contemplate her freedom, nor allow her foe to turn around. Lunging forward as she tackles Sara from behind, wrapping her arms around Underwood's midsection, Ashley knocks her opponent off of her feet and sends her crashing face-first into the carpet. Sliding on top of her, Ashley presses her body up against Sara's back as one hand digs into her hair and the other wraps around her throat for a choke hold.

Cutting off her opponent's air momentarily as Ashley grins, leaning forward to whisper into Sara's ear, “I'm going right where I told you I'd be. On top of you. And so, who is embarrassing who, Sara Jean?”

Sara grunted in response, reaching back one hand to try to pull off Tisdale but Ashley reaches up to catch her wrist. Ashley then twists her arm behind her back for a hammerlock as she continues talking over Sara's gasps for air, “You can just give up anytime, you know and then I'll give you that autograph you were asking for!”

But, Sara's response makes it clear that she would rather ask for a submission than an autograph right now. Toppling Tisdale off to the side, she twists her head free out of the chokehold. As Sara starts to roll away, Ashley extends her thighs for a sudden scissors. Locking her ankles in front of Underwood's tummy, she reaches both hands up to sink into her blonde mane and tug backwards. Ashley sits up as she tugs back on Sara's head and was rewarded with a loud squeal.

“You know that actually wrestling with me is like way different than a sparring session with Heather, don't you?” Ashley says angrily, pulling backwards on Sara's tresses and lifting up with her thighs, body arching upwards as she drops back to slam her rival's rump into the floor.
Sara Jean retorts furiously in breathless fashion, “Of course it is! Heather is much, much harder to take on!”

Sara's comments are rewarded with another squeeze of Tisdale's thighs and another butt bump down into the carpet. Ashley giggles, “That's funny coming from a girl who is getting her ass kicked right now. So, you're saying Heather beats you up more? Is that it?”

“No, I'm saying that you need to shut up, Ashley!” Sara cries out as her derriere is driven down into the carpet a third time, groaning out.

Ashley keeps her thighs around her opponent, grinning confidently, “Are you gonna make me? I don't freaking think that's gonna happen, Sara. Do you? Answer honestly now...”

Sara knows she needs to get free and decides to answer physically rather than verbally, her scalp throbbing as she starts to swing her elbows backwards. Tisdale's eyes widen, realizing that she didn't secure her blonde opponent's arms. Trying to catch them as she feels Sara's elbows dig into her ribs, chest and torso, gasping for air. One hand remaining buried into Sara's hair as she tugs backwards to cause her some additional discomfort, but Sara pushes off her feet and bumps her butt down again, but finding Ashley's abs rather than the carpet.

Ashley releases the scissors with this unorthodox manuever as she tugs backwards and twists to the side, sending Sara off of her as it's her turn to gasp for air. Sara is a breathless beauty, but still determined to win this. Ashley is sliding up to her knees, rubbing her tummy and gulping in air, eyes flashing with rage. Sara also rolls up to her knees as them take a moment to separate and recover. Both of their faces flushing bright red, slowly making their way to their feet.

Ashley is making her way up to her feet and Sara has only made it to knees. Underwood lunges forward in order to ensure Ashley doesn't rise all the way up to a standing position, her shoulder slamming into Ashley's sore tummy and wrapping her arms around her rival's thighs to tackle her down to the carpet.

Ashley's back hits the carpet with a thud, groaning out as Sara's body presses down firmly atop hers. Sara scoots forward to dig her hands into Ashley's golden tresses and tugs Tisdale's head upwards into her cleavage for a breast smother. Ashley shouts in obvious indignation as she tries to turn her head to the side, but Sara tries to hug her head deeper into her chest. Ashley's head twists back and forth, her hands shooting upwards to shove at Sara's forearms.

“Here's the honest answer...” Sara smirked, “I think I am going to make you. In fact, I think I already have shut you up. I can't hear you, right now, can I, Tizzy?”

Ashley's only response was a muffled series of angry shouts, but that only made Sara grin further.

“What was that, Ash?” Sara laughed, “I couldn't hear you at all.”

Sara Jean was pressing her cleavage tighter as Ashley turned her to the side again, or tried to, but only found Sara's chest and forearms on either side. Ashley pried at her forearms, but found them tightly on either side of her head. Immediately shooting her hands upwards as she digged them into Sara's golden mane, getting huge fistfuls of her hair and tugging backwards back and forth. Ashley was getting lightheaded, but definitely heard her efforts being rewarded by a loud squeal. Ashley could swear she could feel her rival's chest peeling away, but whether her efforts would be rewarded with freedom as well, she would never find out.

For, at that moment, Vanessa Hudgens came storming into the room as the door was slammed open with a thud. Sara Jean Underwood sat up instantly in surprise as Ashley Tisdale gasped in air, looking over through blurry eyes at her tawny-skinned teammate.

“What is going on here?” as she glared over at Heather Hemmens, the stablemate of Sara Underwood in I.F.F.I., “You invite us here to your Dunwich Mansion show so that your little blonde bimbo friend can try to kick Ashley's ass?”

“Try?” Heather said with a smirk, “I think she was doing a pretty good job of it. Looks like Tizzy was getting dizzy and was about to take a nap.”

“Shows you what you know, Heather!” Vanessa hisses, “Nothing! Absolutely nothing!” Nessa struts over, gripping a surprised Sara's arm and tugging her off of a still breathless Tisdale. Ashley's face is red, though whether from lack of air or embarassment, it's hard to tell. Tisdale was helped to her feet, swaying for a moment and then managing to support herself as she glared over at both Sara and Heather.

“I do know that I'm better than you and I'm better than Ashley too!” Heather said with a laugh, “Who got exposed, huh, Nessa?”

Vanessa screams, furiously as she lunges forward towards Hemmens, the two of them exchanging slaps back and forth. Sara charges forward to attack a still recovering Ashley and slam her up against the wall. The four of them are stumbling around and attacking one another when Missy Peregrym and Joanne Kelly enter the room.

It takes several moments for them to separate the four flyweight rivals, but finally they manage to do so. Ashley and Sara were the hardest to untangle as Ashley seemed intent on chopping at Sara's chest, paying her back for the near smother. However, finally the two of them were pulled apart as they stood a few feet away from one another. All four flyweights were glaring at each other as Joanne said, “Knock it off!”

“Did you hear that, Hemmens?” Vanessa said with a smirk, “She called you a knock-off. Which is true. Totally a knock-off!”

“That is NOT what she said!” Heather said angrily, “You just need to shut up!”

It took both Joanne and Missy to step in to keep another brawl from happening as the two lunged at each other, followed swiftly by Tisdale and Underwood. Somehow, they pulled a seething Sara, a vengeful Vanessa, a hateful Heather and an angry Ashley apart and out of the Apartment House Wrestling room. All of them kept exchanging taunts all the way down the hallway as they returned to the Dunwich Mansion Show, to be seated on opposite sides of the arena from this point out. The flyweights of Lookout! and I.F.F.I. hated each other more than ever at this point and that wasn't going to change anytime soon.