[Bobbie Dahl]

(The following is another excerpt from the journal of Bobbie Dahl)

Sunday March 27th

Well, we did it! Jack and I won our first round match against Alexander Raven and Alexandra Callaway. I didn’t score the pinfall, so Jack is the new Internet Champion, and I’m pretty excited for him. I’m not going to be upset over not getting the win, because in the end, I think we both did pretty well during the match. I’m sure Jack isn’t happy with me over a few things, but he’ll get over it. He just doesn’t understand WHY I have to do certain things that I do. Why I have to act a certain way. Nobody really does.

First off…Jack’s booty? Niiiiiiiiice! I mean, I knew the man had a nice backside, but there’s no better proof then actually getting a nice feel for it firsthand. And I only did it to get him to try and…loosen up a bit. I understand he wants me to take this seriously, but if anything, HE needs to lighten up and have a little fun sometimes. Maybe then he’d understand. But maybe not.

He said it himself. He’s fully expecting me to continue to be what he and apparently everyone else thinks of me…that I’m a joke. And because of that, I’m a failure, and I’m going to be the reason we get eliminated from this tournament. I know I haven’t shown it all that much, but his words have stuck to me pretty hard. And they’re eating at me, because it just hit deep. But I’m doing everything I can to not let it show, and not only that, but to prove him wrong because I have to.

I know outwardly I’m always acting like a complete fool. I’m generally having fun and being boisterous and loud and completely out there. But the thing is, if I let my guard down even one bit, that’s when things will start to go wrong. That’s when people will notice exactly how much I’ve been struggling, and for a while now. No. The fact is that I’m doing just fine, and if I make people laugh in the process, I don’t care. I’d rather make everyone else happy anyway!

I know if people were to find out how much I’ve been struggling, they’ll immediately start pushing me to get help. To get “real” help. Ya know…THERAPY. I know they’ll try it. They’ll say it will help and there is nothing to be ashamed of and blah, blah, blah. And I get it. Some people genuinely need it and it does work. But, it’s not always needed! It’s not always helpful! I’ve got all the help I need with my pen and paper here. My journal that doesn’t talk back or pass any judgement.

Journaling may not be a replacement for therapy, but there is something about it that is quite…cathartic. It helps me deal, and as long as I feel it’s helping in some way, I’m going to continue.

Just like I’m going to continue trying to get Jack to smile once in a while! Or get him to laugh! Just get him to not be so…Jack like! We were drawn as partners for a reason, and damn it I’m going to do everything I can to make sure we’re successful. I’d say right now we’re the team to beat in this thing but…

….I’m really praying we don’t have to face J2H and Devona.

Please don’t tell them I said that!

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There has always been one country second only to Ireland that Bobbie Dahl has wanted to visit. And not because it is just as beautiful and scenic as Ireland, but because of the mysteries it is home to! She might not admit it but she loves a good mystery every now and then and this tour couldn’t be more perfect to get her mystery fix! And Scotland holds the biggest mystery of them all where Bobbie Dahl is concerned!

As was announced, this particular part of Scotland in which SCW is visiting this week is home to the mysterious disappearance of three lighthouse workers. Anytime someone disappears, it makes for quite the story, especially when they leave absolutely no trace of where they went or what happened! Bobbie would be absolutely delighted in doing her own investigation, as she had just two weeks ago with Ogopogo, but the disappearance of three people just isn’t on her radar in Scotland. Nope, she has something much more important to find out, and she is enlisting the help of not only Artie, but her tag team partner, Jack Washington!

If he shows, anyway.

Artie: Bobbie, I don’t think he’s going to show. This isn’t his sort of thing, and you know he’s not exactly happy to be teaming with you.

Bobbie waves off Artie’s statement with an audible pfffft. The two of them are waiting on a local street near where they are staying, obviously waiting for Jack, but he is visibly late. Bobbie continues to look around, hopeful and confident that he will show up.

Bobbie: He’ll show up, Artie! He knows if he doesn’t, he’ll never hear the end of it from me, so he’ll show up. He’s just taking his time, because that is who he is!

Artie: I still can’t believe you’re going to ask him for help with this. As soon as he finds out, if he shows, he’ll turn right back around and leave.

Bobbie is about to respond, but she stops and her face lights up. She jumps up and down and waves as just up the street, Jack Washington is heading towards them! Even from far away you can see him rolling his eyes and instantly regretting bothering to show up and entertain whatever it is Bobbie wants his help with.

Bobbie: See! I told you!

Artie looks somewhat surprised to see Jack show up, but he remains quiet. Jack finally walks up to them and lets out a sigh as he sees Bobbie’s enthusiasm.

Jack: I wouldn’t stay too excited, Bobbie. I can still leave at any time, you know.

Bobbie: Oh, you can, but you won’t! Because if you do, I’ll nevvvvvver shut up about it. And I will bug you until the end of time! Trust me, if you know what’s good—

Jack: Alright! Alright! I get it! You’ll never let me live this down if I don’t help you with whatever you’re doing now. So let’s just get this over with so at least one of us can focus on making sure we get to the finals and win this damn tournament. What is so important that you need my help?

Jack notices the almost embarrassed look on Artie’s face as he shakes his head. Bobbie claps her hands excitedly, but then tries to gather herself.

Bobbie: Okay! Okay! Here it is. There’s a huge mystery to solve, Jack! Like, monumental. Wait…I thought I asked you to wear a kilt?! We’re in Scotland, Jack!

Jack shakes his head, rolling his eyes again. He looks at and points to Artie, noticing he’s not wearing a kilt either.

Jack: First off, you won’t catch me dead wearing a damn kilt, even if you paid me to do it. Second, I don’t see him wearing one, so why are you trying to make me wear one?

Artie nods and cracks a smile, knowing Jack has a point. Bobbie just chuckles.

Bobbie: You both are such spoil sports! I wanted you to wear kilts to help with this mystery!!

Artie: Bobbie, why do you think this is a mystery? It’s more of a…personal preference than anything. And you can’t just try and figure out—

Jack: Would ONE of you please tell me what is going on and quit wasting my time?! I swear, I’m two seconds from walking away.

Bobbie: Isn’t it obvious Jack?! I need your help in answering the biggest Scottish mystery of them all! What men do or don’t wear under their kilts!! I mean, I know what Artie would have worn, but tell me, Jack…what would YOU have worn? Or…not worn?!

Artie closes his eyes and slowly shakes his head. Jack’s jaw drops just slightly and he stares at Bobbie, momentarily speechless, but she waits for him to answer. Jack’s surprise suddenly turns to increasing anger.

Jack: You’ve gotta be kidding me, right?! You think THAT is a mystery that needs solving?! And you think that I’d actually help you?! Oh my God, what is wrong with you?!

Bobbie: What?! It IS a mystery, Jack! Because no one really knows! And everyone is too afraid to actually take the time to find out! But I’m not! I gotta know, so I’m gonna find out!

Jack: And just how the hell do you think you’re going to be able to find out? You think you’re just going to walk up to every Scottish guy on the street, drop down and look up their damn kilt?!

Bobbie stops and thinks for a moment. Jack and Artie both shake their head in disbelief, but Bobbie shakes her head and laughs.

Bobbie: No, of course not! That would make me a pervert and I’m not about to get arrested in Scotland! But your idea is HALF correct. Because I’m going to approach every Scotsman wearing a kilt, and do the next best thing…ASK THEM! It’ll be like a news expose, Jack!

Artie: I tried…I tried to tell her you wouldn’t go along with it. But…when she wants to do something…

Jack: No. Not just no, but HELL no! This…this proves you can’t be serious. About anything. What the hell made you think that I’d go along with this?!

Bobbie: Because it’ll be fun! You need to cut loose and have fun sometimes! Do something different! Think about this opportunity! Imagine this! Bobbie Dahl-Streetwalker!

Jack’s face goes blank, and Artie just…stares. Bobbie has a huge smile on her face, not realizing what she just said, or even how it could possibly come across to…everyone! Bobbie Dahl-Streetwalker?!

Artie: Umm…Bobbie?

Jack turns his full attention to Artie.

Jack: I’ll kick your ass if you try to explain it…

Artie gulps and immediately changes his mind. Bobbie looks confused as she looks back and forth at them, still serious about what she said, and her idea.

Bobbie: What do you think?! I could have my own Netflix special docuseries! Bobbie Dahl-Street—

Jack: I…I…I’ve got nothing…

Jack turns around and starts to walk away. But Bobbie isn’t about to let him get away like that.

Bobbie: Jack! You have to help me! Jack! Jack! JAAAAACK!!!

Jack does his best to ignore her as he continues to walk away, but Bobbie is relentless. Artie stands back for a few seconds then lets out a sigh and shrugs.

Artie: I really should have thought things through before signing her up for this tournament. She realllllly knows how to make me pay for it…

And with that, Artie slowly follows in the direction Bobbie and Jack went, terrified about how this day will go.

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Ding! Ding! Ding! Round two! LET’S FIGHT!

I mean…well, I don’t exactly know what I mean. Aside from the fact Jack is the new men’s Internet Champion and we’re now headed into our second round match, that is. I gotta admit, for a while there I wasn’t sure we could do it. Raven and Callaway were two tough cookies to beat, and I’ve never had much luck with this tournament in the past, so it wouldn’t have surprised me if we got knocked out in the first round. Not that I would have minded, because then Artie and I could have packed up and headed back home!

But we did it! Well…Jack did it, I suppose. He’s the one that secured the win and won the Internet Championship in the process. I was just there for the ride, I guess! Hmmm…that could have been a poor choice of words to so many people, but guess what?! I DON’T CARE! I’m making the best out of teaming with Jack, and so far it seems to be working, so to all the doubters(Alexandra Callaway included), SUCK IT! TEAM BOBBIE JACK FOR THE WIN! Yeah, I still need to work on the team name, I think. Because I can do better than that!

Aaaaannnnyyyyway! Where was I? Oh, right! ROUND TWO! I’ve gotta say, any anger or upset feelings I had towards Artie for entering me in this dang tournament are slowly going away, and I think it’s because…I’ve got a really good feeling about this!! Even despite the fact that some of these teams are pretty strong, and probably get along better than Jack and I do, the fact is..we want to win!

Ya hear that Mac and Laura?! Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure the both of you want to win, too, but Jack and I just aren’t gonna let that happen! And Jack ESPECIALLY is not going to let Mac get the pinfall, because that would mean he loses the Internet Championship in the process and on his first defense! Talk about how embarrassing that would be!

Mac, I know you’ve tasted your fair share of success in your time in SCW.  Kudos to you I say for that! I’m not downplaying the challenge that Jack is up against when he steps into the ring against you, but you’re fooling yourself if you think you’re going to walk into the finals of the tournament AGAIN, and not only that but WIN IT AGAIN! You’re good, but not good enough this year, buddy. Oh, and allow me to get off subject of the Blast From The Past for a moment because something has just been BUGGING me the last week and you’re about to hear it.

So you’re a member of this Saviors group, I understand? Ya’ll just shot yourselves in the feet and made yourself out to be a hell of a joke when you asked THE TROLL to be a member of that little club ya got going on! I mean, seriously?! Ya know that’s going to give you guys a BAD image, right?! How or why you’d want to be associated with that slimey little toad is beyond me, but that’s on you guys I suppose! Just know that Jack Washington sure as hell would never do something like that! He’s wayyyyy smarter than that! And to think poor Laura Phoenix has to team with someone associated with him, too!

Laura, Laura, Laura! I guess it’s time I focus on you, honey, right? Considering you’re the one I have to face in the ring anyway. Like my opponent a couple weeks ago, I don’t know too much about you, but at least I’ve got SOMETHING to go on just by your name alone! I mean, you’re Bella Madison’s mom, so there’s that. It should be pretty obvious with as talented as your daughter is, that you’d be just as talented, right?! Well…maybe, but I’m not gonna sit here and bash you or your family. I do find it curious that you threw your name into the mix for this tournament when you’ve been out of action for how many years?!

Unfinished business maybe? Certainly nothing unfinished with SCW because you’ve never been involved with SCW, so if that is the case…what unfinished business?! You’ve got an accomplished career so what more do you need?! And why?! You’ve got a little boy at home so why take yourself away from him to wrestle in a tournament for a company you’ve never even been in?! Your business I suppose, but I’m gonna do you a favor this week anyway. I’m gonna cut your time in the tournament short, that way you can get back to your husband and your son and look forward to becoming a grandma.

Leave this one to me, Laura. You’ve accomplished a lot with your career. You’ve got nothing left to prove. Me, however?! I’m not done yet. I’ve got a hell of a lot left to prove, and I’m not gonna stand back and let a veteran in the business, who has basically been retired, win this tournament and a shot at the title that I’ve been wanting to win for the last several years.

I may be back and forth when it comes to SCW, but I’ve never truly felt…done. I am the one who has unfinished business. I have everything to prove and so much to accomplish, and I plan to do just that! I held my own against Alexandra Callaway two weeks ago, and I’m pretty damn sure I’ll do a hell of a job against you on Sunday. And then once Jack and I beat you and Mac, we can focus on round three and whoever we have to face then!

The odds aren’t stacked against us because we don’t completely mesh, Laura. So don’t make the mistake of thinking that like I’m sure so many others do! If anything, we’re the team everyone should be afraid of! But no one will admit it, I know. They’re probably thinking what Jack sort of already has, and that is that I am a joke and that I’ll be the one to bring this team down. I’ll be the failure!

WRONG!

I won’t let that happen, Laura. I CAN’T let that happen. I’m taking this as seriously as I can, because I have to. If I want to get anywhere near that World Bombshell Championship opportunity, I have to take it seriously. And I have to bring everything I have to the ring against you! Be prepared, Laura, because Bobbie Dahl is on a mission, and that doesn’t bode well for you or Mac on Sunday!

Hell, it doesn’t bode well for everyone else left in this tournament!

Bobbie Dahl- FUTURE WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPION!

Start placing your bets NOW folks! I’m gonna win ya a lot of cash!!