Not only did that bottle to the head surprise her (because who enters a wrestling ring thinking THAT'S what's gonna fly at your face) but it hurt quite a bit more than she thought. Cream's throwing arm had an impressive amount of grit to it that wasn't quite what she was used to from her. It would appear that spending so much time at this place not only had warped her mind a bit but also did legitimately strengthen her up.
Blaze's vision was a bit hazy now and she grabbed at her head to hurry and get it to clear up. That was an example of her underestimating her opponent and she was certain she'd not allow it to happen again. Or at least, she thought she wouldn't.
While she was contemplating this, she realized that no one was standing in front of her anymore.
Blaze gasped and turned to strike at her side, feeling as though Cream took advantage of her moment of weakness to get closer. The bunny was indeed a lot closer now and ended up ducking Blaze's wobbly kick.
Cream, instead of attacking, did another thing that immediately confused and caught Blaze off guard. She used the time Blaze was in the middle of recovering from her missed kick to skirt behind the cat and put her hands under her armpits. Then she proceeded to lift Blaze up so that her butt was rather close to the rabbit's face.
"EH?!" Blaze gasped, her vision finally clearing up when her mind snapped back to reality at the mere thought of what was currently happening to her. Cream had zipped behind her and picked her up by the armpits, as though she were a toddler! What in the world...?!
With a pretend look of wonderment and astonishment on Cream's face, the rabbit began sniffing at the air. She was checking a diaper that wasn't there.
"PYUUU~! SMELLS LIKE BABY NEEDS A CHANGE!" Cream shouted, now feigning an odor that, again, wasn't there.
Blaze immediately blushed and began pursperating with embarrassment. "What the-?! Cream, what are you talking about?!"
The crowd began laughing. They all found this delightful and hilarious. Blaze was baffled. Did Cream really smell something?! No, of course she didn't! This had to be some sort of mind game!
She... she wasn't a t-toddler... and this diaper talk was r-ridiculous... and the crowd was laughing at it!
Blaze felt like her brain was short-circuiting. She was at a loss for what to make of what was happening.
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