[Playtime]

 ~I know what all of you are thinking.  You are thinking that I’m not capable of defending a newly one championship.  Twice now you would all be correct.  However that is just two times.  Remember back to my SCW Bombshell Internet Championship reign?  I defended that far more than once, including the first defense on the same night as winning the championship.~

~Sooo…  I don’t have to defend myself.  There is no need for me to be sad about losing the World Bombshell Championship a second time too, because I know my dad is still proud of me.  Besides, I’ve fought my way to the top now.  I can do it again… whenever I want.  Go figures once again I have a hill to climb back up, and this one, well, admittedly it is steeper than the others.  No matter what happens in Brisbane though, I’ll take it as it comes.  Besides, there is more to life than just winning.  I have learned that well lately, and thank GOD someone else finally has too!

She, that being Mikah obviously, will still come out with her same boring run-down brigade about me, sadly.  She won’t change.  She might be a bit more humble, but that’s about it.  When it comes to Jessie, she has already said that I’m just a choke artist, when in reality, she has been, is, and always will be THE choke artist bombshell in that wrestling ring.  And when it comes to Evie, well, she’s just not all there.  I have proven to the world that she has a lot of growing to do.  In fact when you look at me and my three opponents for this upcoming Sunday, with me being the youngest, I am the ONLY bombshell out of four that has changed.  All the rest are stagnant, not looking to evolve, not looking to be better both inside the ring and out.  They are just happy with who and where they are.  If they were all so perfect though, wouldn’t the world be lining up to see them?~

~You would think so, but that just isn’t the case.  I’m sure I came across more people on the boat that I traveled over from New Zealand that had stopped me to chat it up.  And I wasn’t even wearing the SCW World Bombshell Championship anymore!  Not to mention that they didn’t even bring up my match against Mercedes.  Not a single one of them.  They were all actually kind of flustered to see me.  I could see it in their eyes, but the look I gave back to them was one of sincerity, and not fake sincerity either.  Nope, I put them at ease, letting them know with my eyes that I wasn’t looking to play games.~

~So that said, it has been a few peaceful weeks for me, and yeah, the loss of the championship wasn’t fun, but I’m at peace with it.  I’m growing up, right before all of your eyes.  Meanwhile all three of my opponents this Sunday, sadly, they will always be children.  As for my growing up, well, as I finally got some time to tan out on the boat deck alone by myself…~



Monday, October 2, 2017
Between New Zealand and Australia
On A Boat, Sailing West…

As the still quite young blonde lays down comfortably basically sunbathing on the deck of the boat, we can see that she is once again on her cell phone.  It’s very obvious who she is conversing with.

Polly:  â€œI guess I don’t think life is just a game anymore dad.  It’s so much more, you know?”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œWell yes it is kitten, but you have been far more successful without thinking about me, and instead just going out and dishing out the punishments to your opponents.  I have never minded you doing that, as all that matters to me is that you’re happy.”

Polly:  â€œUm, dad, even without the World Bombshell Championship, I’m happy.  I have the greatest dad ever and besides, there will always be more chances for me to be on top.  I’ve been on top a LOT if you know what I mean.”

Polly winks, despite being alone.

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œYeah, and deservedly so.  It just does pain me a little that you have suffered some losses kitten.”

Polly:  â€œI only feel bad for letting you down dad.”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œNo, you haven’t let me down.  It’s just that I do love seeing you win all the time.  You know it’s always brought me much joy.”

Polly:  â€œYeah.  I know.”

Polly says those three words in a very young girly tone.

Polly:  â€œBut you know what?”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œWhat?”

Polly:  â€œThose memories are forever.  And no, I’m not done playing.  I never will be.  It’s just that, well you know what happened recently, it’s made me change my perspective on things.  But… if you want me to still have that evil giddy gleam in my eye, I don’t want to disappoint you.  I’ll go out there this Sunday and do everything in my power to make sure that I get to yell down at not one bombshell, not two bombshells, but THREE bombshells… YOU LOST!!!”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œDon’t do it for me.  Do what you feel is right.”

Polly:  â€œOkay dad.  I will, but I won’t be doing battle alone!  I can feel you here with me, even though you aren’t!”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œAlright, just don’t give them a weakness to prey on kitten.  Be tough, be aggressive, and most importantly, be you.  Don’t change just for the sake of changing.”

Polly:  â€œBut… but dad…”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œCome on pumpkin, no buts.  Not unless if you’re sitting on your opponents with yours, okay?”

Polly does giggle a little before responding.

Polly:  â€œIf they deserve it, which they kinda all do for not growing up like I have over these past few weeks, that can be arranged.  I will MAKE them realize that they need to grow up too!”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œNow THAT’S the spirit.  If you go do that, it doesn’t matter to me if you fight again for SCW’s World Bombshell Championship or not.  I’ll be happy kitten.”

Polly:  â€œMe too dad.  Me too.  I um, I guess I should let you go for now.”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œYeah, I need to get some sleep.”

Polly:  â€œYou do that.  Please take care of yourself dad.  Please.”

Mr. Pingotti:  â€œI will.  Talk to you soon.”

Polly:  â€œBye dad.”

As soon as she hangs up with him, she examines herself to see that she has gotten the exact amount of sun that she wanted.  So she gets up, collects her belongings and just begins to walk around the entire deck, all of the guys eyeballing her as she walks by in a plain white bikini, looking like quite the little blonde angel.  We all know she is far from an angel, but it’s clear that maybe, just maybe, she no longer wants to be a playful little devil all the time.