♥ I Fucked Up. [MGM vs. Lord and Hanalei I]

[Arianny DeLise]

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“We don’t have a chance! We don’t have a chance!”

That musical chant greets our perfect blond goddess Arianny Blake as the scene opens up. We are on Shawn DeLise’s stupid, obnoxious yacht and instead of wearing something expensive, Arianny looks lame.

She took a moment to adjust her beanie before entering into the raucous party. “What have I gotten myself into?”

Her eyes finally spy Mondae Chaos sitting on top of Jace O'Brien's shoulders. The connection the girls have shared since birth kicks in and Mondae spots Ari.

“HANALEI! OVER HERE!!”

Oh God.

That explains the wardrobe. Whereas Mondae looks like a frat douche, Arianny looks edgy and angry. Jace lets Mondae down and she saunters over to her bestie. She slips an arm around Ari’s shoulders and raises her red solo cup in the air. “My tag team partner, peeps!” The crowd cheers for Arianny, who looks pensive and wary. Jace walks to them and shoves a cup at Ari. “No thanks,” Arianny replies. “I’m recovering.”

Mondae gives her a blank stare, like the one Lord wears most of the time. Arianny rolls her eyes. “A recovering alcoholic? Hello. I haven’t exactly been out of rehab for that long. After this week, I’m sure I’ll end up back there. Can we go some place to talk, Lord?”

Mondae looks at Ari as if she had lost her mind. “Dude, this is a freakin’ party. Lighten up! We may as well have some fun before the Mean Girls decimate us come Thursday.”

“Well that’s just it, Lord. I don’t want to get decimated! I’ve almost died before thanks to the shit you’re doing right now!”

Arianny made herself sound frustrated.

“I made the biggest mistake of my career when I stupidly let Jack and Georgia use me as a pawn in this game against the greatest tag team the world has ever seen. I have no idea why I thought I could start this revolution. I’m sure you went back and watched the end of Deception. Pepper spray and twenty other people couldn’t keep Ari, Money, and Be- uhhh, Jace down. They were right back on social media tweeting, plotting, and running their mouths. If I had known that my jealously over Arianny would get me involved in this, I never ever would have let it slip that I actually wanted to face her. Clearly I didn’t do my research. I had no idea she was basically the fierce boss bitch of this company. She like, slays.”

“True.”

Regardless of what was going on with Arianny and Shawn, or how ugly their social exchanges had been, Ari was confident they would work things out.

“Shawn booked this match to give the hottest woman he’s ever met a chance at some revenge against me. I’ve done my homework. Did you know that you and I are totally pathetic when it comes to actual wrestling technique and submission work? Arianny is better than both of us, and submissions are her specialty. She is sorely underestimated when it comes to wrestling because she’s so pretty and delicate. She’s also faster than both of us, which is why our mediocre submission defense won’t work against her. She can just use her aerial skills to get the advantage over both of us. Even though you have ring smarts, Lord, I’m about as stupid as a box of rocks. I won’t understand that I’m supposed to move out of the way. My focus just isn’t there this week because I’m scared. Well, it’s never really there because I get distracted easily. And they are always focused. I'm scared because MGM is an actual team and your luck is running out. I’ve defeated no one who matters and MGM has beaten the world.”

Arianny sighs.

“I fucked up.”

Hanalei had fucked up when she decided to start a 'revolution'. And it was going to come back and bite her. No one fucks with MGM and gets away with it. Arianny looks at Jace and takes the red solo cup from his hands.

“Excuse me while I come to terms with what an insignificant, total loser I am.”

Tilting the cup back, Arianny chugs the disgusting 'rumcola' beverage Lord loves so much. It causes our princess to choke and gag, and throw up a little. Mondae and Jace laugh.

“Rude.”

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