Healing (for CaptainL, The Wanderer, GolemGuardian)

[CaptainL]

If Molly knew what was going on between George and Jonathan - that the darkness in Jonathan had come back, and that it looked like he was about to come to blows with the owner of the pub - she would doubtlessly have done something. After all she'd been through, and after all that her extended family among both the Forsters and the Edelsteins had been through, the last thing she needed was any more fighting, or any more people being hurt. For that matter, she barely even understood what had taken over Jonathan, and she could only guess as to its power - and when it came to George, she hadn't known him long enough to know about his connections, but either way, she knew enough to understand that if things escalated any further, it could spell bad news for everyone.

It was, perhaps, fortunate then, that she was occupied with Harmonia pulling her into a passionate kiss right then and there, in front of the whole pub. That was enough to command her full attention, as her whole face went a vivid red and her thoughts blended together into a haze. She was embarrassed, yes, to be made a scene of like this, and all the cheers they were getting didn't help. But at the same time...she was happy to know that she meant this much to Harmonia. No one could possibly deny that their love was a powerful thing, that Harmonia felt it with the utmost depths of her heart and that she wasn't afraid to brag about it. If Molly meant that much to someone...well, that was something she was proud of.

Her smile grew wider as Harmonia broke away from her, kissing her on the nose in the process. There, Molly nodded her head, lifting a fist in the air with a cheer. "All right, Harmonia! Let's go!~"

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At the park, Chelsea let out a long, low sigh, letting the tension slip away from her body as she all but deflated against George. A smile came to her face, and she nodded her head. She might have doubted she was worthy of anything, let alone the company of someone like George - but she could never doubt the honesty in his voice. To George, she truly meant something, and he was willing to do anything for her. He believed in her, even when she didn't believe in herself. She thought back fondly on all the memories they'd shared - on her coming up to his apartment after her match with the Carnival Girls, of the dinner they'd shared, of the two of them sitting on the couch together, watching TV and talking about their feelings in a way they both knew they would never show to anyone else. And now, when George had stepped in to take a blow for Chelsea, putting himself on the line just so she wouldn't have to hurt. That was all he had ever done for her, really. And he wanted to keep going - to do so much more.

Just thinking about it, Chelsea could feel her smile growing wider. She nodded her head, ever so slightly, and her arms wrapped a little tighter around George, pulling herself closer. There was no doubt about it - no one would have done this for her but someone like George. And if that was true...it meant George was the person she needed all along.

"George..." she said again, her voice soft and gentle, far from the rough tones that she'd become so known for. She spoke in little more than a whisper; her words were only for him to hear. "I should be the one thanking you. Truly...you don't know how much you've done for me..."

As he looked back at her, eye to eye, Chelsea's eyes widened at first at the offer. That he was going to kiss her - it made her cheeks flush at the thought of it. At the back of her head, that nagging voice was still there, telling her she didn't deserve it, that George deserved better. But it was drowned out by what she knew in her heart - that she was wrong. She did mean something. George knew that. And in him, she could place her trust...

The look in her eyes softened, but a twinkle still remained. She nodded her head ever so slightly, giving him the cue. And her voice spoke again, even softer than before. "...go...ah-"

But it was just then that Chelsea heard another voice, as Ryan and Bear arrived on the scene. At once, her eyes went wide and her face red, her body going rigid. She tried to pull away from George, sputtering and gasping, only for the aches going through her body to remind her to keep herself still as she winced and shrunk back. She might have been ready to open up to him...but when it came to the others, it still felt too soon. She didn't know if she wanted anyone else seeing her like this, and yet, Ryan had caught her by surprise! "'old ed! 'old ed, now! This isn't wha' it lewks like, I swear-!" she sputtered, holding her hands out in front of her defensively...

Only for George to come out and announce her as a new co-owner of the pub. At this, Chelsea stopped, her cheeks flushing brighter. "E-Ehhh..?" She was at a loss for words, and she didn't know how she could talk her way out of this one. She could only wait and see...

[Pegasus]

Jonathan got grabbed by George as the showman flexed his connections to dangerous people and he couldn’t help, but just giggle it off. This side of Jonathan knew no fear as he bathed in it all and would even go as far as to say he was the face of fear. There was nothing that could deter him and even a jester like George didn’t know what he was up against. Jonathan grabbed George’s hand that grabbed his shirt and gripped it very hard cracking it somewhat as he felt the peacock wince in pain. Jonathan stared down George with a deathly glare and lowered his gaze to the frightened man.

“You’re not dealing with a full deck this time, jester. I’m something more devastating than you can realize. Something no mortal like you can withstand and come out still standing. I’d feel lucky I’m giving you a break with your sanity in tact. Stay far in your lane if you want every piece of you in mint condition, because I can become more dangerous. Far more dangerous. You have no control over me. Don’t even think you do. Hehehehehehe….now, do I make myself clear?” Jonathan asked before slamming George’s hand on his own bar.

“Get me your finest wine. And don’t forget this conversation,” Jonathan added as he leaned back and closed his eyes as The Anomaly retreated for now.

Jonathan opened his eyes and gasped trying to figure out what the heck happened. He felt a massive headache coming on and down went his head on the bar. Jonathan ran his hands through his hair trying to soothe his temples leaving George to question what the bloody hell was real with this guy?

Kennedy gripped Harmonia’s hand as she stared daggers into the rich girl. Lest this blonde woman forget that she is dealing with a woman of the jungle and Kennedy has had her fair share of victories with arm wrestling. She’s shared the road with many wrestlers in the past and managed to get by them all so Harmonia was just another speed bump between her and Molly. Kennedy started working her arm to get Harmonia’s down on the bar as she narrowed her focus and gritted her teeth ready for a fight.

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Ryan had to grab ahold of Bear before the Great Pyrenees stopped in his fluffy tracks sniffing a ladybug he took an interest in. Ryan sighed and muttered something in Spanish before taking note of George and Chelsea. Chelsea was on the back of the showman and George announced that Chelsea would be the new lady of the house which Chelsea had to quickly correct the fact on. Ryan raised an eyebrow before shaking his head.

“En realidad no estás engañando a nadie, Chelsea. Creo que os habéis visto muy guapos juntos. Do you really think you are going to completely convince people you aren’t happy with George? Even with mi perro dragging me over here, I can definitely tell you guys are an item. Hell, on my first visit here, George couldn’t keep his eyes and hands off you. You’ll have to accept his love as your life now,” Ryan explained with a bright grin.

Ryan then turned to George as he looked at the peacock before taking in his comments about Chelsea being as strong as a bouncer defending a nightclub.

“Si. Tu chica can throw hands better than any maton I ever encountered in Mexico. Those were tough times back home,” Ryan stated as he did a little reminiscing before he shook away those present thoughts.

Bear whimpered as he saw Chelsea and did little bunny hops head butting her right leg. Nobody knew the inside of his mind as he was a dog, but Bear loved Chelsea. She played ball with him back when she petsat him and besides his mother having his heart fully, Chelsea was definitely a close second. Bear headbutted George right in the family jewels hoping the male would help the drooling beast get to his second favorite human.

[RedShinigami]

George knew he didnt like the irish-american from the first minute he stormed into the room in the hospital, trying to play the big shot after havent seen the girls for years. And when the crazy idiot jumped into the water of the freezing lake, George knew that he was'nt just a righteous dick but he also had a screw lose, no, more screws.

So when Jonathan or whoever was talking out of him now threatened him and Chelsea the usually very calm and charming englishman showed another side of his character, usually hidden away from his friends and family. George had friends in all kinds of places, the gambling business was a succesful one if you had the guts and the wits for it and George definetly had been a natural learner, taught by his grandfather. He had connections to many organisations that worked on the darker side of the society and many, many important people owed him more then one favor. So if George really wanted to get rid of Jonathan then the american would dissapear in roughly 24 hours.

Still when Jonathan grabbed Georges hand that held his tie and squeezed it until the elegant fingers of the Eastender cracked, he let out a gasp and listened to every wore leaving the other mans mouth. "Bloody bastard...", he grunted and pulled his hand away, rubbing at it before looking him into the eyes again. "Forget the russians, they are too civilised... I send the fucking albanians after you...", he whispered and then turned to get a bottle of his cheapest red wine. He poured him a glas and turned around. "Maybe I pissed in it, maybe not thats for you to find..."
He stopped as he saw Jonathan turning back into his other self. He had no doubt that there was something inside of the yank, his face had been sharper, his eyes more cold, maybe even with another colour... Whatever happened there freaked him out and it he could have chose, he would send Jonathan away from Japan, off to the Northpole...
He spilled the wine in the sink and instad brought up a bottle of his selfmade pear liquer. He poured two shots and shoved into the other ones direction. "Cheers, Johnny-Boy, may the sun shine in your poor crazy heart again soon..."

Meanwhile Harmonia was filled with energy given to her by Mollys soft kiss, the alcohol, Kennedys obvious need to test their strengths. It was raw, it was unladylike and Harmonia loved every second of it. She almost felt like 8 years ago when she and Finella had hit the rock taverns of their hometown. Harmonia held Molly tight to her, not intending to lose her to Kennedy as their arms started to strain, muscles bulging in their arms as they started their match. Harmonia got a grin on her face as she looked Kennedy straight in the eye, tightened her grip and pulled at the arm of the Jungle Queen to get an early advantage!
"Oh, whats wrong? Getting old and lazy, Miss Queenie?", she grinned.

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George and Chelsea stood there at the lake and talked about their feelings for each other. Both their hearts pumped fast in their chests as they exchanged sweet words that were only for their ears. They were close to each other, so close as they were when they shared George bed and their feelingals for each other. And now, it came true. Now this bed was Chelseas bed too, it was their nice english flat in the middle of a city both still had to adjust, their safe haven when they had enough of other people and just wanted to be by themselves. He heard Chelseas soft words and shook his head. "Oh you Forsters, always thanking so much. Just accept that this time it is you, you get thanked for.", he smiled and turned his head, asking in the best gentlemenly way if he could kiss her which Chelsea was seemingly eager to allow when a certain Bear, well it was a dog, but nomen est omen it seemed as the big guy ran over to them barking happily. When Chelsea started to blush and sputter, George grinned and looked to Ryan. "Siii, ¡Probablemente pronto se convertirá en la señora Fortunato! ¿Qué le dices a Ryan, tres o más bien cuatro hijos?", he said laughing before Bear gave his testicles a slight headbutt, demanding to be petted by Chelsea. "Ouch, hey, hey, they don't belong to me anymore, if you ruin them Chelsea will be very upset, you hairy monster!", he quipped and crouched down so Chelsea was at Bears eyelevel.
"So, Ryan, wanna accompany us on our little walk?", he asked and was more relaxed. He was ok with Ryan, in fact, he found that the latino was the one that was the most relatable to him of the trio. "We could move Chelseas stuff soon. Care to help me with that?", he smiled.

Finella had still problems walking around and needed crutches most of the time but the Hellraiser being the Hellraiser it took more to keep her down then this! And when she saw her two sisters arriving, or rather her sister and a big plush wolf, her beautiful face lightened up as she ran in their direction, even if her whole body hurt. "Omgeeeeeeeee!", the rocker screamed and jumped at the plushtoy, burying Chris underneath it when both dropped down in the middle of the hallway! "Hello Mr. Wolf, aw thanks for visiting me, I feel great!" she lied but did'nt want to worry Chris or Harmonia. She hugged the plushy tight before getting up with the help of her sister, pulling Chris up too and in the process she hugged both women to her, pressing Harmonia and Chris together who were uncomfortable but decided to do it for Fin, so Harmonia hugged her sister tight in this menage a trois of snuggles. "We though you could use someone to cuddle up to in the nights.", the Blonde whispered and almost cried again, Harmonia still very upset over the things she had done to Finella. The Wolf sighed and held her sisters. "Thank you, thanks so much girls. You are the best sisters someone could ask for.", she said and gave each of them a kiss on the forehead.

[GolemGuardian]

Chris leaned against the bar, nearing the end of her first pint. She watched on as the Superstar, holding her love tightly to her, aimed for an early advantage in the little contest. Ryan seemed as entranced as the rest of the bar, and she couldn't hear whatever was going on with George and Jonathan, so she'd keep to herself for now. And with one pint down, the little rocker would grab her second and quietly watched.

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The rocker gave a little giggle from how Fin screamed in joy from the sight of the big guy. She knew her sis would love it, even if Chris had to swallow her pride and ask Harmonia to pay for it in the end. Curse rent payments and stocking up the freezer with ice cream for when the Hellraiser would be discharged for eating up at her ready money.

The giggle turned to a scream as Fin tackled the gigantic plush, sending the rock star down back first onto the tiled floor. "Mmph," she grumbled out from the fall, pressed down by the weight of the big stuffed animal and her sis. No doubt to the Superstar's amusement. Thankfully she wasn't against the hard floor for long, as said woman got Fin up who in turn helped Chris up from under the big thing. Before she could thank her sis, the recovering girl pulled her into a tight hug with both her sisters. The little rocker tensed up, so close to the blond, but she'd still return the hug and even reluctantly wrapped one around Harmonia.

She nodded before Fin kissed her forehead in gratitude. "Hey, it's nothing less than you deserve, OK?" Chris would say as she pulled away and picked up the giant plush with a little grunt. "Much as I love seeing you up like this, though, let's get back to your room. If not for you probably pushing yourself, then to get this big guy out of the way of the hospital workers. I'd hate to knock over some medicine poles or an exasperated nurse or resident just because Mr. Wolf here can't move out of their way fast enough." If her suggestion was accepted, she'd follow behind the two Edelsteins who would guided her to the room.

[CaptainL]

Chelsea smiled an awkward smile, and a blush tickled her cheeks as she leaned closer to George, listening to his words. She couldn't shake the feeling that this felt wrong - it shouldn't have been happening. It was almost impossible to believe that anyone could care this much about her, who would actually want her to be this happy. Chelsea had grown so used to thinking of herself as a lout, a brawler, and a brute - no one would have ever wanted her, and certainly not someone like George.

But the only reason she felt that way, she came to realize, was because she'd managed to convince herself she needed to, just in order to feel like her status as a loner, and all the times she'd be shunned and ignored, were for a reason. That people didn't reach out to her because they didn't understand her, and that they were afraid of her. That it wasn't her fault.

But with George...Chelsea could now realize that she wouldn't have to do that any more. Now, she had someone who truly did care about her, who truly did love her, and all out of the kindness of his own heart. It didn't matter what Chelsea thought about herself. George would always understand her, and he would always stand by her side, no matter what happened or who she was. Now, when she looked back up at him, she smiled, and she nodded her head. This time, she would accept it - for his sake.

Of course, even if Chelsea was ready to admit her affection to George, and to herself, she wasn't quite used to being open about this around others. So when Ryan stepped onto the scene, she practically jumped out of George's arms, not that she would be able to get very far when she was still building back the strength in her legs. She began to sputter protests, objections, and excuses - but it didn't matter. Ryan saw right through her.

"...Wha'?" she began, hearing Ryan talk things over in Spanish, but even if Chelsea didn't understand the language, it wouldn't take long for her to realize what Ryan was saying. Her face turned a vivid red when he pointed out how obvious they were, and at first, her jaw hung open in a gasp as she pulled her arms closer to herself. She wanted to say something in her defense; she thought she had to, just to tell everyone she was still the same old Chelsea she'd always been, and the same old Chelsea didn't do anything so silly as falling in love like this, with such a fool. But she was fooling nobody - and at last, as she sank back against George's sigh, she dropped her arms.

"Yeah...yeah, it's rite. It's official now," Chelsea explained. "Jud and I ay...a thin'. Fe now, at least. I can't say fe se 'ow long it'll last, like, especially if 'e acts de way 'e does..." Chelsea was trying to make excuses, trying to deny it - but it wasn't going to work. Everyone could see how much both Chelsea and George meant to each other, and it would take much more than just George's antics to break those bonds. George and Ryan knew that in how they joked and shared stories that they were perhaps fortunate to know Chelsea couldn't understand.

Bear ran up to Chelsea, jumping up to try to reach her even when she was high up in the air as she was. "'ey, Bear..." she said, leaning down to pet the dog's head as George lowered her to her level. When he butted George in the groin, she laughed; when she heard how the Englishman responded, she laughed even harder. A smile began to grow across her face, and the tension in her body eased. Chelsea had realized now there was no use hiding it. Everyone knew that she and George had gone through with the plan - and if she was going to be happy, she might as well own it.

She looked back up at Ryan with a cheer when he boasted of her strength being of use in her new job as a bouncer, and she raised an arm to flex a bicep - which was less than impressive when she'd been bedridden as long as she had, but she didn't care. "Oh, yis! Afti dealin' wi' Fin, a bunch o' bladdered blokes won't evun break me a sweat!" she said, laughing at her own joke.

Then, she looked back at George, blushing a little more when he mentioned getting her moved in. "This soon-?" she said, bewildered at first - but then, as she gave it more thought, she smiled wider and nodded her head. The more she thought about it, the more she realized what needed to be done. "Ye nah wha'? I might as well. De Wolf and de Bunny's beun a second home ter me this oole time, ye nah...might as well cut out de formalities. And wi' Moll livin' at de Eagles' Nest, we can finally stop payin' rent ter us owd flat, so I'm not about ter balk thuz..."

Chelsea took a moment to think on what she saw in front of her. Now, they were all together, they were all laughing. They were happy. It had been so long since Chelsea had ever gotten to feel this, and to show it openly. And after that long, it felt like a great weight was at once lifted from her shoulders.

[Pegasus]

Jonathan shook his head as he heard George drivel on about the Russians or whatever people he knew about. His memory was really fuzzy and he wasn’t even sure what was going on. However, George seemed to have so much hatred for him for some reason and he had heard the words from the pub owner. How he wasn’t there for Chelsea, how he was just a loony fucker, and how George could have his body shipped off to sea without anyone batting an eyelash at his disappearance. Jonathan looked him directly in his eye and pounded his left fist across the counter standing up to tower over George.

“Who the fuck do you think you are? Threatening me like that. I didn’t do a damn thing to you. Listen, I get you care about Chelsea and I thank you for taking care of her. I truly do. But you don’t talk to me like that! You fucking understand me, peacock?! I mentored and trained Chelsea while you stood here cleaning glasses and getting drunk off your stupid ass! I couldn’t be there for her all the time, because she decided to come here with her sister to become a tag team and wrestle! I can’t fly halfway around the world every month to be her therapist. I talked to her on the phone and gave her advice! That’s as much as I could do! You’re fucking lucky she even pays you any mind. If she was here listening to you speak to her friend like that, she’d whoop your ass and tell you to fuck off! I care about Chelsea like my own daughter. You don’t seem to give a damn what she wants, George. You only want her to be complacent with you, because you made her feel better about herself! And now, when me and the boys walk back in her life, you’re fucking threatened by that? How low are you? Take your wine bottle and shove it up your ass! I’m done! Any more time talking with you is pure hell in itself. I’m outta here!” Jonathan ranted.

Jonathan smacked some money for the drinks from his wallet and flipped George off to his face before storming for the doors. He exited the pub as he screamed to the night sky above him and smacked his face. It always was like this. Everyone hated him when he tried to do good and it boiled his soul to no end. When the fuck would it end?

Kennedy focused more on directing her weight to get Harmonia’s hand on her side as the rich girl made a passing comment at Kennedy.

“Hon, the drinks are getting to ya. You’re about to lose and then Molly can help you lick your wounds,” Kennedy taunted as she shoved her hand forward to try and beat Harmonia once and for all.

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Bear hung his tongue out as Chelsea patted his head and he jumped up while Ryan controlled him with the leash. He perked up when George mentioned three or four kids in Chelsea’s and his future. Ryan knew Chelsea would’ve slapped George right across the head should he respond in English so he saved the showman the trouble.

“Uh…. ¿Te importa pensar en eso después del matrimonio, amigo?” Ryan asked in Spanish with an awkward smile so Chelsea wouldn’t be the wiser.

Then George went on about Ryan joining them on their walk which he found a little surprising considering they just got together and probably would’ve wanted some time alone. Ryan shrugged and nodded as Bear sniffed the sidewalk for possible crumbs.

“I was just out walking Bear, but I guess I can join you two. Hope you don’t mind the company, Chelsea. If you do, blame your boyfriend,” Ryan replied with a chuckle.

“Sure, I can help you both. Will was just coming to the hospital, but still only has one functional arm and Jonathan got a hangover so he won’t be in until later, ” Ryan mentioned as George talked about the Hispanic man helping Chelsea move her stuff from the flat to the pub.

Meanwhile, William would enter the room seeing only Chris and Finella present at the moment. Chelsea’s bed was empty so he kinda just waited in the corner of the room keeping to himself so Chris and Fin could have their sister time.

[RedShinigami]

George physique was'nt nothing to write home about. He was tall, he was thin, almost a bit lanky. He was no fighter, he never had been, even when he was a child in the eastend it was his wits, rather then his muscles that helped him out. George just bought himself goons. If he had trouble with a big boy in his class, he would take all the money he earned through bets and illegal gambling that not just once brought him to the attention of the principal and schoolboard and bought a bigger boy to take care of his problems. In all of his time in school ,no one dared to lay hand on the excentric young man with the genius intellect. And when he took over his granddaddys business he deepened his connections with the mafias all over London, Europe and now, with the Yakuza, even international. His threats were not hollow, if George pleased he could ask for twenty deranged,musclebound serbian Giants to fuck Jonathan up in an alleyway...or even worse. But of course these were just threats. The only brutality George accepted was in the ring and, if not non dq, controlled by a referee. Still, what Jonathan, or whoever he was now said made his blood boil. Chelsea and him just had started to really share their feelings for each other. In the next days he wanted to confess to her, wanted her to move with him in this pub, this little bit of England in a land of strangeness, a save haven for both of them. Safe. This was the keyword. George would'nt allow for Chelsea to be ever hurt again and so he stood up to the american, looking him straight in the eye. He saw him blinking, rather shocked and noticed that Jonathan had to be back. George sighed. Great. And this was one of Chelseas close friends. Oh bother... "So, you can hear what is said to you when you are..."Him"?", George said as Jonathan stormed off. "Hey!"

He rolled his eyes and took the big burger with chips and brought it over to the small rocker who was nipping at her pint. "There. You have'nt eaten since before the match I can assume. It's on the house. All of it is.", he said with a wink. "It's alright...can't see a pretty lady being hungry in my pub.", he smiled and then went for the door, wrapping a coat around his arms before walking out into the cold. "Oi, Pikey? Where are you?", he shouted and found Jonathan standing a few yards away from the pub as the Brit approached him. "It's freezin out here ya berk. Gosh, there I thought the worst is over and then a real Barney Rubble appears.", he said and came to a halt next to him, grabbing into his coat and putting out some cigarillos. He took one and put it in his mouth before showing the box to Jonathan. "Come on, take one. They are good. Calm down a little."

Harmonia and Kennedy meanwhile had the time of their life, especially as Harmonia not just seemed to be on the winning side but Molly sat in her lap, cheering her on. Everything had worked out. She only hoped that Finella and Chelsea would see that the same way. She brought Kennedy in trouble, almost having her down and smiled. "What's wrong Junglecat? Having problems against a mere model?", Harmonia chuckled teasingly when Kennedy came back and both women were outweighed again. Harmonias head went red and the veins in her neck popped out. Harmonia was exceptionally strong but still Kennedy as a heavyweight and when the other blonde finally put her hand on the table Harmonia groaned. "Oh, wow. Got some good muscle there. Congrats, Kennedy.", she grinned and reached out to shake her hand. She turned to Molly and playfully frowned. "I am sorry my darling princess, you're knight could'nt defend your honor. You have to go with the dragon.", she grinned and gave Molly a big kiss that made the whole spectators cheer. "But as we celebrate now and its freezing cold out I would suggest you make your trip tomorrow, girls. You can all stay with us, no problem.", she suggested to Kennedy, Ryan and William.


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Harmonia and Chris helped their sister back into her room. Chris had the bigger task as she shoved the big wolf through the door. Finella was brought to the bed and her new friend got a seat next to her,overlooking the room. "Thanks so much.", she said and pulled the exhausted Chris onto the bed giving her a kiss on the forehead. "Please...stay with me a little.", she smiled and when Harmonia looked away she sighed. "You too Moni...", the Wolf said and grabbed for her sister, pulling both of them on the bed, her arms around them. "I am so glad.", she whispered. "Beer and Burgers would be better, but you two are good too.", she chuckled as Chelsea, Ryan and George entered the room. "Hey Chelsea, look! Seems mine is bigger then yours!", she teased and her face lit up as she saw George and Chelsea, better said, the looks they gave each other. Even if Chelseas face soured a bit from Fins tease, her body, her arms, her eyes...they were all on him. So everything worked out. She wanted to congratulate them and her unsteady tongue almost let it slip, but she knew that it was better when they announced it. If she still harboured hate for Chelsea then she would have called her out, maybe mocked her. But there was nothing to be mocked. George was a handsome, nice and successful guy and Chelsea...well Finella had learned that Chelsea was'nt half that bad and also a pretty girl. They fitted each other and seeing George putting Chelsea back into her bed made her smile. But when he leaned forward to give her a short kiss, Finella could'nt help herself anymore. "...seems the Mad Tea Party will be held in the Wolf and the Bunny exclusively now...", she grinned and Harmonia looked up. "Oh...OH! Is that so?", she said with a smile. "George, Chelsea congrats. Welcome to the Family, Herr Fortunato.", she grinned and the cheery, selfassured pubowner blushed, scratching the back of his head. "Well uh...uhm...thanks...Miss Edelstein.", he said and looked back at Chelsea who surely had to say the one or the other thing...

[GolemGuardian]

Chris continued being oblivious to whatever was going on at the bar, sipping the last of her first pint as the two big blonds had their arm wrestling contest. The two were definitely struggling against each other, and slowly it started to seem Harmonia was gonna make a come back. Before she could tell if the outcome would become clearer, the clank of a plate right behind her pulled her attention away. Courtesy of the pub owner himself, a burger and fries were set before her.

He was right that she hadn't eaten since the long, grueling match. That had been a while ago now and if she was gonna drink she definitely should eat something. But despite that, she shook her head. "I'm not hungry. Next time, d- Hey!" George then decided to leave and go outside, for whatever reason. "Oi! George! I'm tal-" Again she'd be cut off, this time by her own stomach growling. A blush crept onto her cheeks, looking down to hide her face.

A few seconds passed, filled by the cheers of drunken patrons, and Kennedy's and the possibly more drunk Harmonia's grunts of exertion. The burger did look good, and the fries equally so. Chris had ordered food at the pub a few times she had played for the Wolf and Bunny, and the British flame knew she had a preference to the pub's burgers. The more she thought, the less reason there was to just turn it down and let it go cold.

With reluctance she'd eat the offered food, eating quickly after realizing just how hungry she really had been. Maybe she could salvage her refusal and say someone nicked it while she was engrossed in the arm wrestling. The drunks cheered loudly after a 'thud' filled the pub, the only sign that it was over. Chris'd just shrug, knowing she'd learn the result whenever the blond model came back over.

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The trip back to the room was fun for the blind rock star, unable to see where she was going. Thankfully the two Edelsteins were able to guide her back there with no incident. Maybe it was the fact Fin was in front still that stopped it, but she half expected Harmonia to lead her into a nurse or a piece of equipment, or even trip her up at some point. Though the day was still young, so there would be time later.

The real challenge was when they got to the room. The wolf and door didn't match up widthwise so it was a bit difficult. It eventually made it through, but for the most part it was like one of those toddler toys that taught kids their shapes. Trying to push a too wide square through a too narrow rectangle. Thankfully, it being filled to the brim with fluff rather than a plastic toy was the reason it was pushed through.

"Aaaaand theRE!" The rocker grunted, putting the big guy on a chair by Fin's bed. She really needed to regain those muscles she had when fighting Veri. Or at least get a bit more upper body strength. "There, he'll be nice and easyYYY!" Fin pulled her down into the bed suddenly, followed by a kiss to her forehead. Chris grumbled in protest, but otherwise did nothing to deny her sis. Even when she got Harmonia in on it as well, holding the two close to her.

Chris sighed and shook her head to the Hellraiser's playful request. "Those'd be harder to get in. Those nurses have been keeping an eye on me after that visit." She had brought a beer on one of her past visits, nothing too high in alcoholic content of course, but a nurse came in as the can was popped open and quickly took it away. "I don't think I could even come with a can of Coke if I wanted to." Her arms wrapped around Fin and the Superstar, giving into the snuggle.

The door slid open, a mental groan following with Chris expecting to see a nurse or a doctor ready to scold them for crowding up the bed. Thankfully it wasn't, and was greeted to a George, carrying Chelsea, and Ryan. Though she'd roll her eyes at the PDA between the Mad Tea Party, burying her face in Fin's neck to avoid the disgustingly sweet sight. "Congratulazioni," she said, freeing a hand to put up a thumb for the happy couple before just going back to hugging her sis and a woman she tolerated.

[CaptainL]

It had been an arm wrestling match that had seen the start of this whole feud - if the Capture the Flag match didn't do enough to set up the rivalry that would come to dominate the lives of Chelsea and Finella, the contest they had in the Wolf and the Bunny made it clear to everyone that this was far from over. And in the end, it would be an arm wrestling match that saw the matters finally being laid to rest, too. Molly had been tense in the leadup to the rematch, knowing how much Chelsea hated Finella, and how much she was willing to do to her in an effort to set the matter straight. She was afraid that things might have led somewhere even worse than landing the two in the hospital. But now she could put all of that in the past. Now, she could let herself get lost in the company of friends and the warmth of the festivities, watching her girlfriend and her surrogate mother engaged in a pitched duel of arm strength.

She watched the action intently, her gaze flitting between Harmonia and Kennedy with every inch they pushed at each other, and she was always eager to cheer for her girlfriend whenever she got the chance - whenever it seemed that the Austrian was about to force Kennedy's hand over she whooped in triumph, and whenever Kennedy seemed to get the upper hand, she shouted to Harmonia to take back control. As Kennedy, little by little, forced Harmonia's arm over to the side, Molly's eyes grew wider, and her glances back at her girlfriend more frantic - until, at last, her arm struck the table, bringing the contest to a close.

"Aww..." Molly let out a huff, but soon shrugged her shoulders with a smile on her face. She wasn't going to let this keep her down; it was all in good fun, after all. "Don't worry, Moni!" she said, turning back to the Austrian with a grin. "You did a good job out there!" She giggled even more when she heard the silly analogy Harmonia made, but all the same, when Harmonia leaned in closer for a kiss, Molly was happy to respond in kind. She planted her lips against her partner's, letting out a soft sigh as she let her body relax against hers, and when they broke away, she looked back at her with a warm smile - though when she heard the cheers coming from all around them, she blushed harder, shrinking back and biting nervously at her lip. It was still so strange to think that they were the center of attention, but they were public figures, and their romance had been well-publicized. Still, she wasn't used to this. It seemed too incredible that she would've shot to such levels of fame in such a short period of time - but, as she reminded herself, she really had. And that was something to be proud of!

Hearing Harmonia's suggestion, Molly turned to face Ryan and William. "You know...it really has been a while since we were in touch. I'm sure we have plenty to catch up on. I know I have a lot of stories to share," she added with a chuckle. "What do you say, Kennedy?"

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Chelsea blushed as she heard the word. Boyfriend. She'd confessed already; they were being open about it, and it was official. And yet, just to think of George in such terms made her face flush hot. It was really happening. And she didn't quite know how to feel about it, just yet - but she couldn't deny it, either. "Mmf, well...I suppose I dun 'uv anythin' better ter do, anyroad. Might as well come along fe de ride..."

Staying in George's arms, Chelsea went with him back to the hospital, with Ryan following close by. And of course...when she got back to her room, the first thing she was greeted by was Finella, quipping about something being bigger. In that instant, Chelsea sat up straighter and stiffer, her face going red and her arm instinctively moving over her chest as she sputtered in shock. "Wha' did ye juss say, like? What? If ye still wanna pick fights, I-" Then, her eyes drifted down to the wolf plush in her arm, and then over at the white rabbit laying on her bed. She blinked once, then twice, then her eyes stayed open in a blank stare off into space when she realized her mistake. "Oh...oh, rite. I...I knew dat..."

George nevertheless sat Chelsea down on the bed, and as he planted a kiss on her forehead, she blushed again, but settled into his touch with a contented sigh. She was still unused to such displays as this, in front of the whole crowd, but she couldn't say she didn't like it - in fact, being here, with George, gave her peace, a sense of peace and ease that she all too desperately needed in a time like this.

That was, until Finella spoke up. And then Harmonia. And then Chris. With each voice that chimed in, Chelsea could feel her cheeks flush hotter and hotter. They all already knew. And here she was, at the center of it all.

And then, the door opened again. This time, it was Molly who hurried into the room, glancing around and turning to the others with a short bow. "Oh dear, sorry I'm late! Sorry, everyone! I got held up in traffic, so..." But then, her eyes turned to her sister, still on the bed with George close at her side, and everyone wishing her well - and she knew exactly what this meant, as her own face lit up in grin.

"Congratulations, Chelsea!! Oh my god, we're really all finding luck in love, aren't we?" She giggled at the thought - and it was this that made Chelsea blush the hardest of all. She had gotten used to being ignored, being looked down upon, by everyone around her - and now, all of a sudden, she was the center of attention. When it all happened at once, she didn't know what to think of it.

...But then...it was what she really wanted all along, right? Maybe...she didn't need to hide from it any more.

Chelsea nodded her head, sitting a little straighter on the bed. "Yis...that's rite. I might as well say it myself now, 'uh?" She looked back toward Harmonia for a moment, and she blushed again - first at the thought that this meant she and Finella really would be part of the same extended family, then even harder when she realized that meant that Molly and Harmonia really were serious about this, if there was ever any doubt. But still, she took in a deep breath, clearing her throat - and when she looked back up, it was with a softer, calmer face, one that began to smile as she spoke.

"Jud an'...George and I...we're officially together. I...I love him." She looked back at the bartender, and as she did, her smile only grew wider. This was a different experience for her - she wasn't used to speaking of such things. But now, she was ready to move onward, toward the future.

[Pegasus]

As the arm wrestling contest ceased, Kennedy sat back and crossed her arms with a smile as she flex her winning arm. Kennedy prided herself on her flexible strength and combine that with her agility in the ring made for a ferocious combination. It also helped she was an avid wrestler against both women and men. Throwing luchadors in peril all the way back in Mexico was some of the finest matches of her career and she also enjoyed a brief stint in some cage fighting shortly before heading back to the indies. Kennedy would truly be a one of a kind wrestler and be remembered for that when she eventually stopped her wrestling career. While Kennedy may not be an in-ring performer by her 50s, she would definitely become a manger or maybe even a promoter herself finding the best women from all around the world to compete for her. Two women she hoped would come work for her organization would be Harmonia and Molly, but that’s a story for her future post-retirement.

“Heh, just be glad your friends with this dragon. I hope you’re better in the ring, Moni,” Kennedy taunted with a challenge.

“I have to say that even if Kennedy has the slight advantage, Harmonia has the strength to back herself up. She’d make a fine addition to the Wildcat Division,” Ryan observed.

“Hmmmm….that’s actually not a bad idea. Would you ever fancy yourself a few appearances a year over in America, Moni? That way you can get your ass handed to you by me twice in two different promotions, ” Kennedy asked with a hint of teasing within her question.

“USPW has non-exclusive contracts good for up to three years. It’s what Molly signed when the promotion first started,” Ryan added.

It wasn’t long ago that United Supreme Pro Wrestling and League of Anime Wrestling shook hands on a partnership with talent exchanges between both promotions. USPW already had some of their best in the current Heavyweight Champion Astrid Ostberg, one half of the Street Dogs, Cecelia Lombard, and even the British Bunnies-even if all these ladies couldn’t wrestle a lot due to travel and business commitments to LAW. It should be an exciting prospect for Harmonia to step foot in an American promotion that could potentially travel to Japan one day and let her charismatic side show to her adoring fans. Harmonia thought over that question, but then brought up that Ryan, Kennedy, and William could stay with her and Molly. William couldn’t answer that question due to falling asleep at the bar counter and drooling all over the wood.

“Eh, why not? Not every day I get to stay in a mansion,” Kennedy replied as she ruffled Molly’s blonde hair.

“ ¿Una mansión? Que me jodan, eso suena espléndido, Harmonia. Solo tendría que comprar Bear y algo de ropa extra,” Ryan added in Spanish as he agreed to stay at the Eagle’s Nest.

Meanwhile, Jonathan would be standing under a lamppost as he spit at the ground. The cold breeze flowing over him as he shivered slightly, but kept to himself just as George patted him on the back and told him it was super cold outside.

“Haven’t ya done enough? What, did you hire a hitman as well?” Jonathan asked as he just released his anger out on George.

George would stop him in his tracks offering a cigarillo to the muscular man as Jonathan took it and accepted an offer to light it from George with the showman’s personal lighter. Jonathan smoked the stick and blew out coughing a little as he held his chest. He wasn’t a smoker so all this was very new to him and not to mention, he didn’t want to get addictive to this stuff. However, Jonathan had calmed down from his rage and continued smoking the stick eventually getting use to blowing out smoke.

“And I thought Ryan’s weed was strong scented. Listen, I know what is wrong with me may turn you off, but my darker side is not me. I’m caring to my friends and family. I care for Molly and Chelsea. They love me like a father. I’m in their lives and it’s just something you’ll have to accept. Not to mention, I don’t appreciate the fucking criminal talk. I have a wife and kids, man. I don’t want to leave this Earth knowing Brianna will be a single mother and Macy and Stella have no father to look up to. Also, Brianna probably kick your sorry ass and suggest you build a grave for her as well. What I’m saying is….whatever grudge you got against me, I rather you just save it. I’m not really in the mood,” Jonathan explained as he twirled his mini-cigar in his hands.

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Bear would storm forward as Ryan, George, and Chelsea would enter the room as William noticed them. The Great Pyrenees went over to Finella’s hospital bed and noticed Riley as both dogs started sniffing each other over and over. Molly would show up by then and bow saying her apologies for being late. Bear would see the other half of the British Bunnies running over to her at a high speed and his tongue hanging out before jumping up on her knocking the smaller bunny over. He then sniffed her face and started licking Molly’s face relentlessly.