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So, Rocky reaches out to the promoters of the Mixed Boxing Fights again to see when the next fight night is. As luck would have it, there was one coming up over the weekend, and they were looking for one more fight to book. Rocky pleads with the promoter to let him fight, which the promoter okays, so long as they can find an opponent. He accepts, and is told he’ll be contacted if/when they can find an opponent. Rocky is excited… finally getting another crack at a mixed boxing win.
Meanwhile, Charlotte, an energetic, muscular, red-headed teenage dwarf, places yet another phone call with the same promoters. They cut her off and say that they’ve been over this a hundred times… that she’s too young and too small to fight at their events. They have a strict policy. You must be 18 or older to even be considered. To make matters worse, she’s only 4-foot-4, which may allow her to box other dwarves, but not against non-dwarf opponents. This time, she prepared herself.
She texts the promoter an attachment from the state medical board, granting her the authorization to fight. There are no provisions as to who she can or cannot fight. AND she attaches a copy of birth certificate. She turns 18 this weekend.
The promoter goes through both forms and realizes he cannot deny her based on size nor age. “Well it looks good to me” he says. He tells her, as it turns out, they have a male fighter who says he’ll fight ANY female opponent. Well Charlotte quickly yells that she’ll fight him. He warns that her opponent is a BIG guy who REALLY wants to fight and that she may get hurt. “I don’t care who he is,“ she answers. “I’ve been waiting my whole life for this! I don’t care how big he is… the bigger the better! I’m still gonna beat the shit out of him!” At this point, the promoter is overwhelmed by this eager fighter-to-be. All he can say is ‘Okay. We’ll see you this weekend.”
Charlotte hangs up her phone and shouts: “YES! FINALLY! I GET TO FIGHT!” She then runs down to her parent’s basement, puts on her boxing gloves and starts pounding away on the heavybag she has stored down there.
Meanwhile, Rocky spars with his friend, Nancy, but gets a little too aggressive, pummeling her.
“Hey! Watch it, dude” she yells. “Sorry” he says. “I’m just so pumped up, I want to pulverize someone.”
At that moment, his phone rings. Rocky knows who is calling him, and answers: “please tell me you have good news.” The promoter says “Hey! Well! We found an opponent for you. Still want to fight Saturday night?” “OH HELL YEAH” Rocky replies. He knows the drill and sends over his deposit immediately. Once the promoter receives it, he tells Rocky “see you this weekend!” “So, what’s the word?” Nancy asks Rocky. “I’m in!” a grinning Rocky replies. “I feel sorry for whatever gal winds up in the ring with you. I’m actually glad now I have to chaperon my kid’s party Saturday night. Though I’d still kick your ass.”
Rocky asks: “So when are we gonna have our big rematch?” “All in due time” she slyly replies.
The night of the fight, Charlotte arrives before they even open up the building. She’s been eagerly waiting outside for hours. She tells the guys who she is, and they show her to the female boxers’ dressing room. Charlotte gets dressed in her outfit, flexes her biceps in the mirror, and starts hitting the heavybag.
Rocky shows up hours later, when the majority of fighters actually arrive. He gets dressed in his locker room and starts hitting the heavybag there.
As it turns out, the Rocky-Charlotte fight is the first one of the night. A worker opens the mens’ dressing room door and shouts: “Yo, Rocky! You’re up first!” Rocky throws one last punch at the heavybag and heads out the door to an area where he is surrounded by a curtain, alone…
The same worker opens the womens’ dressing room door. “Hey, shorty! You’re up first!” An angry Charlotte heads to the door, passing by much taller female boxers along the way. “My name is Charlotte” she says. She also heads out the door to an area where she is surrounded by a curtain, alone…
The announcer enters the ring.
The crowd is ready.
The bell rings three times.
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. WELCOME TO FIGHT NIGHT. THE BATTLE OF THE SEXES. SEVEN MATCHES. THREE ROUND LIMITS FOR EACH. ARE YOU READY FOR THE FIRST FIGHT OF THE EVENING?!” The crowd goes crazy.
Rocky’s music begins playing.
“OK. HERE WE GO!!!”
Rocky enters through the curtain.
“MAKING HIS WAY TO THE RING. 6-FOOT-1, WEIGHING 250 POUNDS… ROCKY!”
Charlotte remembers hearing about Rocky and his prior fights.
Rocky marches towards the ring, enters through the ropes, and starts flexing and throwing punches. He is eagerly awaiting his opponent… or potential victim. He wants to win, win convincingly, and win now. Who is it? What does she look like?
Rocky’s music ends and Charlotte’s music starts.
“AND HIS OPPONENT…”
Charlotte enters through the curtain… Amazed by the crowd, who is equally amazed, and starts cheering loudly for her.
“MAKING HER WAY TO THE RING… 4-FOOT-4… WEIGHING 120 POUNDS… “SHORT FUSE” CHARLOTTE!!!”
Charlotte marches to the ring, climbs over the bottom rope, and starts flexing and throwing punches in her corner.
Rocky is stunned.
Rocky motions to the ref. “Is this a JOKE?!’ he yells.
Charlotte replies: “HEY! WHO ARE YOU CALLING A JOKE?!”
Rocky replies: “WELL, LOOK AT YOU. YOU’RE A MIDGET. I’D KILL YOU.”
Charlotte: “THAT’S WHAT YOU SAID ABOUT THAT 70-YEAR-OLD WOMAN, TOO, RIGHT?”
Rocky: “OK. YOU’RE TOAST, HALF-PINT! DON’T SAY I DIDN’T WARN YOU.”
Charlotte isn’t fazed. She’s excited. Rocky is pissed, though. He wonders why his past few random opponents have been so abnormal… First an amazon, then an old lady, now a midget? He wants to take it out on his opponent now.
Round 1 begins, and Charlotte charges at Rocky, who charges back.
Rocky throws a punch, but Charlotte ducks, and immediately punches him in the gut. With Rocky keeled over a bit, she then punches him in the face. Rocky is reeling already. What in the world is going on?
Charlotte is super-stoked now.
Rocky charges back and punches Charlotte in the head. Guess that knocked some cobwebs loose. Rocky then continues punching Charlotte in the head, pushing her into the corner. Where he simply unloads on her. He has to reach really low to punch her in the gut, so most of his punches are shots to her head.
The last punch Rocky throws at her sends her down to the mat. She has the wind knocked out of her, and is seeing stars. While the ref counts, she tries to get back up on her feet, all the while wondering if this is what she really wanted. Regardless, she gets back on her feet, and yells: “COME ON, DUDE… LET’S FIGHT.” Rocky swings at her head, but she ducks and she punches him in his ribs. She continues to do right-left combos at his ribs, which is beginning to have an effect on him. When he starts bending down a bit, Charlotte winds up and nails him in the face with a sharp right. She may be small, but she has muscle.
She follows up that punch to the face with more right-left combos at his chest, pushing him into the corner. There she keeps up the assault until the bell rings.
The highly entertained crowd is going nuts.
Rocky lumbers back to his corner, while Charlotte hops to hers. Her arms raised in the air, yelling “YEAH!” THIS is what she was waiting her whole life for. Now, she cannot wait for the bell to ring. Rocky, meanwhile, is resting in his corner, grabbing a breather. He cannot believe what is going on, but knows not to underestimate his opponent.
Round 2 starts, and both come out of their corners. Charlotte tries punching his ribs, but he dodges her punch by leaning forward. As she is now exposed, Rocky punches Charlotte in the face. She is stunned. Rocky then starts smashing her face left and right. Blood is now coming out of her nose and mouth. While she is in the middle of the ring, Rocky winds up, reaches down, and nails Charlotte with an uppercut, launching her in the air. Her body slams down on the mat, back-first.
The ref starts counting. Charlotte is not a quitter. She fought to have this fight. She’s not giving up now. She staggers back on her feet. Rocky comes after her again. But she hammers her glove into his gut. As he leans over, she starts punching his face over and over. Blood now coming out of his nose and mouth. Once again, she has muscle behind those punches. She keeps hammering his gut, too. He tries punching her one more time, but she dodges, slams a punch into his gut, then winds up… she’s as pumped up as ever… this is the moment… and nails him with a mighty uppercut, then sends him straight up in the air and back onto the mat.
Rocky is down, bleeding, perplexed… and embarrassed.
He starts trying to get back on his feet, but it’s a struggle.
The bell rings before the ref could count to 10. Just a few seconds is all she needed.
Both fighters go back to their corners… bloodied.
One last round…
Rocky charges from his corner and swings again at Charlotte, but she dodges it again, and nails him with a punch to his gut, which makes him keel over. She then winds up one last time to land a devastating uppercut that launches Rocky up in the air and onto the canvas. Rocky, staring up at the arena roof, can barely move as the ref counts to ten.
DING!!! DING!!! DING!!!
An elated Charlotte jumps up in the air to celebrate, flexing her muscles, then starts crying tears of joy. “I DID IT!!!” she screams. After years of waiting for this moment… all the effort and training she put forth… and a grueling 3-round battle against a much-larger male opponent… she accomplished her dream… a VICTORIOUS FIGHT!!! Charlotte plants her foot on Rocky’s body and flexes her mighty guns. As for Rocky… well… guess we’ll have to wait and see.
(BEGINNING OF THIRD ROUND)
Charlotte charges from her corner, but Rocky slams her head with mighty left-right combos, then a MASSIVE punch that knocks her off her feet, crashing down onto the mat. The ref counts to 10. Rocky, with one foot on her body, poses for the crowd to see.