An Explanation, and a Challenge

[CaptainL]

Continued from here

Shortly after they had crashed the intermission at the LAW arena to vent their disagreements with fellow tag team Shinobi Sunshine, the British Bunnies had been taken to somewhere they wouldn't disrupt operations for an impromptu interview. The team had been making some waves lately, especially coming off of their lengthy feud with the Carnival Girls, but now it was time for other teams to taste their fury. And their latest showing, even if it hadn't been an official match on the card, had certainly proved their point. Now, the Forster sisters had been taken back to stand before a wall of LAW sponsors, while an interviewer faced them about what had just transpired. This seemed to be as good a time as any to pick their brains - and, the people in the back hoped, to keep them busy long enough to deal with the mess.

Chelsea Forster

Molly Forster

"So can you explain why you attacked Shinobi Sunshine?" the interviewer asked, holding the microphone to Molly, the only one of the two who spoke any Japanese, as she finished toweling off the sweat on her brow.

"Well, it was backstage, they had offered us a pie, and rigged it to explode in Chelsea's face. I don't think she liked that that much," Molly explained. She giggled a little as she thought back on the admittedly comical turn of events, but stopped herself. "But we showed them why they should be afraid to be picking fights with us!"

"Well," the interviewer added, "we did have a LAW referee present, so you were still able to settle it in a match, last minute or no. What does your victory mean for you?"

"It means that we have what it takes, Chelsea and I, and we're only going to keep getting stronger from here!" Molly said, elbowing her older sister. The interviewer passed the microphone over to her to get her thoughts as well.

"Wa' does it say? It says anyone else out thuz better be afraid o' us is wha' it says, like!"

Molly took back the microphone to translate. "She says that anyone else should be afraid of us, because we're coming for them next!" She flashed a confident grin for the camera.

"Right, thank you, Molly. I should ask you next, what are the challenges you face in having to translate for your sister?"

"I really don't mind! I've studied Japanese a long time, and I'm glad I can put it to use; it's good practice, really, and it helps me keep up with translating on the fly. Besides, I tried to get her to learn, but she's too stubborn." The interviewer chuckled a little at that, as did Molly at her own joke, though it went completely over Chelsea's head. The younger Forster continued, regardless. "There's a lot I have to keep on my plate, you know, in being both Chelsea's manager and her tag team partner, and then I've wrestled a few matches myself, in addition to studying as a foreign exchange student in Tokyo. But I'm willing to take it all on, because I have the spirit to keep me going!"

"Right. Can I ask your sister how she feels about how far you've come as a wrestler?"

After Molly relayed the question to Chelsea, she answered with "She still 'as a ways to go before she's as good as me. But she still does a damn sound job of it, like, and it's us dedication ter one annuver as sisters dat makes us a strong team, like. Deffo as good enough a team ter deal wit' deez buncha divvies. Besides, I'm teachin' 'er, so she 'as a leg up in 'dat regard!"

Molly translated this to the interviewer, who then continued. "Thank you, Molly. That brings me to my next question, where do you see your singles career going?"

"Well, I've lost a few of my matches, sure. But I've won some too, so I must be doing something right! And I am still a rookie, so I can only grow from here. Like Chelsea said, I do best as a team player, I would say. But I still have what it takes, and even when I lose I always put up a good fight!"

"All right. Now, we're almost out of time, but I have to ask you how you feel about the Carnival Girls? I understand you've had a few matches with them, but you've never been able to win-"

At that point, it was as if something flipped in Chelsea. Her body went stiff, and her eyes narrowed into a glare. Her hand shot out to snatch the microphone away from the interviewer, as she began to shout, in her usual barely coherent fashion, into it. "Hol' up! Now, I'll tell yous wha' I think about de bloody Carnival Girls!" Chelsea wasn't just addressing the interviewer now - from the fury in her voice, she had intended for everyone listening to the broadcast to hear what she had to say, and she faced straight into the cameras to that end. "De only reason they've been able ter keep gettin' wins ed us is because dee jus' got lucky, like! I dun' think we wanna forget dat I was de one 'o kicked dat little Shaina girl's sorry arse all on me tod, way back when, and dat was de wakeup call she needed ter kun she's in over 'er barnet! De fairst win de got ed us was a fluke, like, and de second time, dat was only because de ref 'ad ter get all up in us faces!"

"Can...you stop her?" the interviewer whispered to Molly, but Chelsea kept on screaming into the microphone.

"'ey, yous Carnival Girls out thuz, like, yous listenin' ter 'dis? If yous still think yous can beat us any time, I'm gon'ta say ter yous, like, we still 'aven't boxed off on 'dis! I'm callin' fe one more match ter settle de score once and fe all, because Molly an' I can take down all tree o' yous! And I'm gon'ta call it now, it's gotta be no-DQ, jus' ter make se yous can't run cry'n behind de ref's back dis time, like! We'll see once and fe all 'oo really can beat 'oo!"

"That's...that's quite enough, Miss Forster," the interviewer said, as Chelsea at last stopped for long enough for her to take the microphone away from her, clearing her throat. "Molly?"

"She says that she doesn't think things are over between us and the Carnival Girls. She wants to settle the score once and for all, and she wants to make it a no-disqualification match. She thinks that she can beat all three of them, and she wants to prove it!"

Another idea, then, came to Chelsea, and she grinned as she leaned back into the microphone. "And, juss so we make se nah one's gon' ter forget it any time soon, like, we do it ed We are LAW!"

"So, that's a no-DQ match for We are LAW, us against the Carnival Girls!" Molly explained.

"Well, that settles it then!" The interviewer nodded, letting the two girls head back to the lockers. "And now, back to the ring..."

[FinyBoy]

Three girls watched the TV screen located in the locker room. Though they had no love for the girls that were on the screen, they did not let their eyes stray. For on that screen were a pair of girls that had been the direct cause of endless headaches for each of the three watchers. The sheer arrogance these girls had was palpable enough to be felt right through that screen. It hit its intended target.

The three watchers that were glued to this screen were none other than the very people that Chelsea was berating in this interview: The Carnival Girls. As they continued to watch Chelsea drag their name through the mud in from of a live audience, all three girls flared with anger. Having already won their grudge match with the two girls on the TV, the British Bunnies, none of them wanted to deal with the two Brits anymore.

But this was a declaration of war, once again. It couldn’t just be ignored. The three girls huddled together to deliberate about how to respond to this challenge. It took them no more than ten minutes to come to a unanimous decision. They exited the locker room, and went to go find a staff member.

.............................

Another ten minutes passed, and the girls had managed to get a backstage interviewer to give them a quick opportunity to respond.

The three girls, Shaina Nakoto, Amelia Nagatoshi, and Satsuki Bino stood side by side as they looked into the camera.

The Carnival Girls

(From Left to Right: Amelia Nagatoshi, Shaina Nakoto, and Satsuki Bino)

Satsuki’s face was lit up with anger, Amelia’s was furrowed in a frown, and Shaina looked as if she was stuck in some inner personal turmoil. Satsuki started the team off, not even giving the interviewer a chance to speak.

“Listen up, British Bunnies! We’ve heard your challenge, and we don’t appreciate the things you said about us! Especially you, Chelsea! Your arrogance has gone way beyond the point of redemption. Frankly, we were hoping to have nothing to do with you ever again, but it seems that is a pipe dream at this point.”

“We won’t let you hurt our reputation anymore!” Amelia chimed in, clearly not used to being so outspoken.

They waited for Shaina to say something, but the girl never responded. Satsuki quickly continued “W-well, we do agree with you that the last match ended in a less desirable manner. We have also come to an agreement that we need to settle this in the ring one last time. It seems that, in your arrogance, you’ve come under the impression that you two can take on all three of us in a handicap match. You’ve even established a no-DQ rule so you can cheat to your heart’s content. But you are mistaken if you think you are the only ones who can make the rules here! If you want to make everything legal, then you are going to have to do that to all three of us, because we are demanding that this match be an elimination match! That means you simply can’t cheat your way into just beating one of us and scurrying away. Right girls?”

“Right!”

“Y-yes!”

Satsuki hesitated with Shaina’s less-than-desirable answer. “Anyway, you get that Chelsea?! We are done messing around with you. This time, we are going show you and your arrogance just how wrong you’ve been, and make you pay for everything you’ve done to us.”

With that, the Carnival Girls walked off towards the locker room. It seemed like they had their work cut out for them.