Cat Fight

It was a foggy day in Toon City as Carl the cat was spending time at the boxing gym. He was there with the Talking Tom and Angela from his phone. Tom was lifting weights while Carl held a heavy bag that Angela was hitting. She was wearing her normal clothes along with a pair of bright pink boxing gloves each with a white heart on the outside, "Left! Right! Left! Left! Right! Left! Right!" Carl shouted. Angela huffed as she gave one final punch to the bag, before placing her gloves on her knees while breathing heavily. This prompted Carl to hand her water bottle to her, "You're really good at this." He said while doing so.

"Thanks, you make a really good spotting partner." Angela said, as she took a big swig from her bottle before sitting down next to Tom, who finished doing his reps.

"So Carl, since your done do you feel like helping me with pad training?" Tom asked.

"Sure thing." Carl said. Just as he and Tom were about to get their equipment ready, three other cats walked up to them. One was a tan cat, the second was grey, the third was orange. The tan cat was the first to speak, "Well, well, well. Didn't expect to find some low-grade app stars hanging around here."

"Low-grade?" Tom asked as the gray cat stepped up.

"Mmm... yeah. That means you're a bunch of has-beens if you know what I mean." she said. Carl then decided to step up, these girls were obviously insulting his favorite app stars and he was not going to let that happen.

"And just who are you?" he asked as the orange cat stepped up.

"You really don't know who we are? So out of touch." she said.

"I'm Emma, and these are my fellow stars, Lily and Sofy." the tan cat said as she pointed to the grey and orange cats, respectively.

"Well, we've never heard of you." Angela said.

"That's because you're a bunch of uncultured nobodies." Sofy said.

"What is with you three? We were having a good day until you started being a bunch of jerks out of the blue." Tom accused.

"Wait Tom, I think I know these girls." Carl spoke up.

"So, you do know us." Emma said.

Carl gained a mischievous smirk while gesturing towards Angela, "All of you are just carbon copies of this girl." he said.

"Come to think of it I have heard rumors of apps that were copying me." Angela agreed.

All three of the cats were visibly insulted, "How dare you! Comparing us with this prissy excuse for talking pet?" Emma said.

"And just when thought you actually kind of cute." Lily said.

Tom just about had enough of this nonsense, "Don't you dare talk about my girlfriend that way." her growled.

He was suddenly held back by Angela, "Wait Tom, if these girls think their such hot stuff, why don't I see if they're really made of." she suggested.

"Meaning?" Sofy asked.

"You three against me in the ring." Angela said as she pounded her gloves together, causing the three of them to scoff.

"Yeah, like any of us would want to waste our energy wailing on you." Emma said.

"Yeah, our fists are way too good for your ug-face." Lily mocked.

"Ok, so I'm ugly, and you're scared." Angela said.

"Um, excuse me?" Emma asked.

"Wanna prove me wrong?" Angela dared.

The three copycats glared at Angela and gave their collective response, "You're so getting a beatdown."

"Great! Meet me in the ring in a few minutes." Angela said. All four combatants left for the changing rooms while Tom and Carl stood there, completely dumbfounded.

A few minutes later Angela was in the ring sitting at one of the corners. She had changed into her boxing outfit, a short white shirt with a pink heart in the middle that showed off her belly, along with a pink boxing speedo and her gloves. Tom was in her corner giving her a massage, "Are you sure you want to do this Angela?" he asked.

"Relax, I know what I'm doing." Angela said, she seemed confident, a little too confident. Tom could only take this as a good sign. On the opposite corner were Emma, Lily, and Sofy. Emma was wearing an orange sports bra and white boxing speedo with a pair of white boxing gloves. Lily was wearing a short blue shirt and speedo along with purple gloves. Lastly, Sofy was wearing a yellow sports bra and speedo along with grey gloves, "Ready to beat down this fake, girls?" Emma asked.

"Totes Em." Lily agreed.

"Can't wait to see her bleed and cry." Sofy added.

Carl was acting as the ref for this fight, he blew his whistle to bring the fighters together, "Alright, this will be a different kind of match, a 1v3. Angela will be fighting you three one by one in a relay system. If one of you is knocked out during a round, the next one up has to continue the fight. If the round ends and the one fighting is not knocked out, you take your place back in line and the next fighter goes. The match will end when Angela is KO'ed or when all of you are KO'ed. Got that?" Carl instructed. All four cats nodded, and he continued, "Go back to your corners and come out when the bell rings. You three, pick who you want to fight first."

The boxers went back to their corners and the fake app stars were left to choose who will fight first, "All right, here's the plan. Sofy, you beat her up first, then Lily, then me. I want all of us to get a chance to pound her but I'm going to be the one to knock her out. Are we clear?" Emma asked. Her friends nodded as she and Lily got out of the ring and Sofy took her place. The bell rang and both cats approached each other with their gloves raised, poised to attack. Sofy was the first to attack, coming out with two jabs and an uppercut. To her surprise, Angela dodged the blows with no problem. She then lashed out with a few more punches, only to be met with air as Angela dodged them, ""Come on Sofy, hit her already!" Emma shouted.

"Hold still you little brat!" Sofy panted.

"Is this seriously the best you got?" Angela mocked as she dodged more hits.

Sofy was getting more winded with each failed blow, "Just... take this... seriously!"

"Ok if you say so." Angela said as she dodged another punch from Sofy before throwing a wicked hook at her face, followed by three jabs to gut and finally an uppercut to the chin, sending her to the mat. Carl counted her out and Angela raised her glove in victory. Meanwhile Emma and Lily were seething with frustration.

"Sofy, you idiot." Emma hissed.

"Don't worry Em, I'll put her down." Lily said as she pounded her gloves together and approached Angela, who held her gloves up. The fight continued as Lily unleashed some hard hooks toward Angela's head, which she dodged and countered with a quick jab to the grey cat's head, sending it back. She then threw two more punches and was met with another quick punch. This went on for a few minutes and Lily was growing more agitated as is went on, Angela was toying with her, "Just stay still so I can mangle you!" she shouted.

"Hmm... No." After saying this, Angela launched an assault of jabs on her opponent. Lily's head was sent left and right with punches thrown to her head and the wind was knocked out of her with occasional punches to the belly. Angela ended this torment by throwing a hard uppercut that sent Lily on her back, with birds circling her head. She was counted out and Angela was victorious once again.

"Gee, two down in the first round. A little too easy for my tastes, but I guess they can't all be winners." Angela said.

"Angela watch out!" Tom shouted. Angela didn't even see Emma running towards her with her fist raised. All she had time to see was a white glove obscuring her vision, followed by a flash of stars as she sent to the ropes.

"This ends now!" Emma shouted as she pounded away at a helpless Angela, who tried desperately to block the assault. Slowly but surely, Lily and Sofy were starting to get up, and reveled in the sight of Emma beating down Angela. Emma noticed this and let Angela painfully lean on the ropes in a daze and addressed them, "Your turn girls."

Her two companions waltzed towards the dazed cat with predatory looks on their faces, "Hello punching bag." Lily said.

"It's bedtime kitty." Sofy added. Both of them proceeded to wail on Angela, striking her everywhere possible. Angela tried desperately to cover up, but the force was just too much. Carl then stepped in and tried to stop this, but Emma held him back, sassily waving her glove.

"Mm mm mm, let the kitties have their fun." she said.

"You can't do this; this calls for an automatic loss." Carl told her.

"In case you haven't noticed, she can't fight anymore." Emma said as she pointed towards where Angela was. In the span of time when Emma held back Carl, Sofy and Lily finished off Angela by striking her at the same time, with Sofy hitting her belly and Lily punching her cheek. The combined attack caused Angela to fall painfully on her front, causing the other girls to laugh gleefully. Tom and the other gym patrons who were watching didn't take too kindly to this and started booing them, but the three fakes couldn't care less. Emma then dragged Carl over to Angela, "Count her out." she demanded.

"No." He received a punch to the gut for his rejection, causing him to double over. Emma then threw him to the side and she and her friends decided to count her out themselves.

"One."

"Two."

"Three."

Both and Tom and Carl were distraught by what they saw, and their faces fell with sadness.

"Seven."

"Eight."

"Nine."

Suddenly, Angela shot up and nailed Emma right in the face with a fast uppercut from the mat before she could reach ten. The tan cat stumbled back a bit and stared at the now suddenly energized cat in front of her, "Don't just stand there guys, take her out!" Lily and Sofy agreed and charged Angela with various punches, with Emma joining in shortly after. The next few minutes were insane. Angela was actually holding her own against three opponents at once, ducking and weaving against their attacks while also getting in some of her own. It was like something out of an action movie. Angela finished off her opponents one by one, taking down Sofy with a hook to her head, Lily with a haymaker, and Emma with an uppercut. The three fakes weren't going down so easy however and started getting up. From there it was all downhill from them, each time they shakily got up, they were instantly knocked back down.

"Should you do something?" Tom asked.

"They'll get the picture eventually." Carl said. After Angela managed to KO both Sofy and Lily, Emma somehow managed to get up once more. She rose to her feet on unsteady legs, her gloves barely raised as she stared at Angela through blurry vision. Angela didn't even do anything this time, she just stood there and looked at her with her gloves on her hips, eyes lidded with a smirk on her face. Emma took one last step and collapsed onto the mat on her face, completely KO'ed. The onlookers cheered as Carl raised Angela's glove in victory, "You just can't beat the original!"

Tom then crawled into the ring and ran up to Angela, pulling her into a loving embrace, "You are one knockout gal." he said.

"Oh, Tom..." Both of them shared a passionate kiss, causing everyone in the gym to look their way and cheer wildly. Some of them even 'ooh'ed and whistled like children.

"Ok everyone, nothing to see here! Go back to your business." Carl told them. Regardless of what everyone thought, they all knew who the real top cat in the gym was.