That’s Mr. Steele To You! (for CaptainL and SimplyWoo)

[CaptainL]

Chelsea was frantically pushing against Rylie in an attempt to extricate herself from the headlock, and even as her opponent shifted into another position it did her little favors, leaving her groaning and hissing against the pressure closing in against her throat. She began to twist from side to side in an attempt to pull free - and, as her face was mashed even more tightly against Rylie's breasts, her struggles would only intensify along with the muffled groans that escaped her mouth. Meanwhile, Brianna had hurled herself straight into Natalie, taking her down in an attempt to bring her into line. Yuki and Lyra were gearing up for their next round, while Sanae glanced back and forth between the different brawls that had broken out, unsure of which she wanted to focus on next! There was action and excitement going on all around her, and she could barely keep up. But when Jonathan pounded the pole against the ring post, everything quickly ground to a halt.

Chelsea rolled over onto her hands and knees, panting for breath and shaking herself out. Her face was red, and her brow slick with sweat - but even when Rylie tried to apologize, she still cast a glare back her way with a hiss. Brianna swiftly realized she had gotten carried away in her desperation to teach Natalie some discipline, and a blush came to her face as she held her hand to her mouth, rolling aside. "Er...heh, right, sorry," she muttered, glancing aside and clearing her throat; she turned her gaze downward with guilt when she realized that in losing her cool she had failed in her duties as a trainer. Yuki let out a disappointed groan when she saw that she wouldn't get to settle things with Lyra - though, what Jonathan said next did catch her attention, and she raised an eyebrow curiously. It seemed as though she might just get her chance after all.

Chelsea grumbled at the thought of another match, her eyes turning to her would-be teammates. "Oh, se, put me wi' de grown woman playin' superhero, de scatter-brained pop star oo got bushed ed de way ter 'er concert, and de pipsqueak oo couldn't get into uni, sounds absolutely blewdy wonderful," she muttered, crossing her arms. Still, she groaned when her attention turned then to Natalie and Rylie, her shoulders slumping with a dejected exhale. "Though...it's one way ter settle wi' deez two, like."

Brianna met that with a disapproving glare. "Chelsea, that's enough. We don't need any more of that talk." Then, with a sigh, she looked back at her husband. "Still, I think...a match like this could work. From what I've seen of these ladies, they've definitely got potential, and I'd love to get a chance to work with them up close." She smiled to Yuki, Sanae, and, begrudgingly, Chelsea. "But...isn't four against three a little lopsided?"

[Pegasus]

There certainly was a lot to unpack here as Jonathan had to call it class for a day. He hadn’t expected so much to happen so quickly and he was mildly disappointed in Chelsea, Natalie, and his wife. For Brianna, for what it’s worth, he could let her actions slide since Natalie did entice her with her comments and anyone would lose their cool when called names. Jonathan just wanted her to at least try to cool things down instead of acting on first instinct next time. However, Chelsea’s comments made him sigh heavily and he shook his head off to the side.

“Listen, Chelsea, you don’t want to be in the match, that’s your call. Don’t show up to the arena. I clearly don’t care anymore. Why don’t you just leave since you can’t be bothered to humbly accept a challenge then? Beat it. Maybe next time you’ll have a better attitude,” Jonathan stated as he pointed to the door for the brawler bunny.

“And you can join her Natalie. If hoofing me in the family jewels and insulting my wife is how you want to act, piss off. I got enough to deal with as is,” Jonathan added with a scorn tone in his voice.

“She attacked me, ya old bastard! Ya know what? Fine! I never wanted to be in this stupid class, anyway,” Natalie stated as she started skating her way towards the exit doors throwing up middle fingers to the students before exiting and Chelsea would most likely follow soon after.

Jonathan sighed with irritation as he looked at the others and placed his hands firmly on his hips.

“Sorry the rest of you had to get cut short today, because of the chaos, but that’s how it be sometimes. They aren’t invited back for another lesson and if you all have decided you had enough, I totally understand if you don’t want to study under me. I don’t want chaotic events derailing your training,” Jonathan explained as he looked down can’t shaking the fact this is all his fault.

[SimplyWoo]

Rylie sighed as she noticed Natalie walk off and then heard that the training session was now done early for today. She walked over and grabbed the nearby dust pan and broom and swept up the cigarette and the ashes she dropped to the ground during her shoot training and properly disposed of it. She then walked over towards Jonathan albeit a bit cautiously, not wanting to sour his mood. "Umm, Coach Jonathan dude, I really appreciate you given me the opportunity to train under you. It seems like a lot of these people knew and probably already had beef against each other prior to this session, so in that situation, egos would have naturally ran high, leading to this." She sighed as she shrugged and then gave him an assured smile. "I'll catch you next training session?" She asked, not wanting to give up and wanted to continue to do what she had to do for herself to get the improvements she needed.

[CaptainL]

Chelsea's ego had already been bruised by Natalie's taunts, and it certainly didn't help that Jonathan seemed so content to talk down to her, like she was a child throwing a tempter tantrum. Now that she had joined George's side in Mad Tea Party and beaten her greatest rival at We Are LAW, the Englishwoman finally felt like she was making progress in her life. She finally felt like she could be a winner. And here she was, listening to her trainer dress her down. She crossed her arms and looked off with a scowl, not paying too much heed to Brianna's interjections. But then, Jonathan spoke up again - and when Chelsea heard what he had to say, her jaw dropped in a gasp.

"Wha'?! I'm sorry 'bout dat, wha?!" She spun back around to face Jonathan, her eyes narrowing into a glare as her teeth clenched in a snarl. Already, she had the suspicion Jonathan didn't take her seriously - now, he was kicking her out as though her being there meant nothing to him!? The thought of it all was enough to make her muscles grow tense. But what really made something turn in the pit of her stomach was that this was coming, of all people, from Jonathan. Jonathan, who had trained her, and who had been one of the first people to see the true potential in her and to help her see it through, before the Mad Tea Party was even a fleeting idea in George's head. He had made her feel like she was really capable of going places, even when she felt weighed down by the burden of what seemed like an inescapable string of failures. And now...he was telling her to get out, just because he didn't like her attitude? It made her go tenser still, as a sickly feeling rose from the pit of her stomach. Chelsea might have been working on her temper...but she was no one to take that from anyone.

At last, she barked back at Jonathan. "Oh, bew 'ew, I dun get ter sit wi' de cool kids, do I? Ye nah wha', you're de one oo can piss off, like! I've got better things ter do than ter listen ter ye tell me off because ye can't keep yer own students' 'ands ter themselves," she added, casting a scowl back at Natalie. Then, she turned and stormed toward the door. "Maybe it's better I sat yer match out anyroad, if this is 'ow ye treat me!"

As Chelsea headed out, she turned to set one last glare straight into Natalie's eyes, her teeth clenching in a grimace. As far as she was concerned, Natalie was the cause of all this. She was the one who wanted to make this an issue in the first place by antagonizing Chelsea as much as she had. And now, Chelsea had to be punished for her actions. As the two of them left the gym, Chelsea stopped to stare at Natalie for just a little longer, gritting her teeth all the more as she thought on all the trouble she'd caused her. Then, with a huff and a flip of her ponytail, she turned and stormed off down the street in the other direction. But she was sure this wouldn't be the last they'd see each other...

Back in the gym, Brianna, Sanae, and Yuki had gone silent from what they'd just witnessed. No one knew what to say, or even what to think. Brianna blinked a few times, looking back at her husband. Had he...always been this aggressive?

It was Yuki who broke the silence, at last clearing her throat before taking a step closer to the veteran. "Ah, er," she began, "thank you for offering the match. I'm still definitely interested. It should be a good opportunity for us to practice working with different people..." But she hung awkwardly off her words - the confrontation between Chelsea and the others still weighed heavily on everyone's minds. Sanae looked toward Lyra, inching a little closer to her, as though seeking solace in her presence.

[Pegasus]

This wasn’t how it was suppose to go down. Rylie and Yuki seemed up to continue their training under Jonathan, but it didn’t exactly make him feel better of how he had to treat Chelsea. Yeah, he had every right to clear her out for her comments, but she was still a good friend of his. Against his better judgement and his own personal feelings, Jonathan made the best decision he could to restore order. To be fair on another hand, Chelsea probably is mad more at Natalie for starting this and Jonathan couldn’t exactly blame her on that front. He had to make this right. He had to win Chelsea’s trust back.

THE END