*Cameras fade up to the backstage area after Climax control 2 weeks ago. It was mere moments after Candy had lost to Bea Barnheart. She looked disheveled, her hair still messed up from the action of the match. Her skin glistened with sweat, her face flush from the match. She was pacing back and forth as she was approached by Miss Rocky Mountains.*
Miss Rocky Mountains: Candy? Are you OK?
*Candy kept her eyes on the ground, answering without looking up*
Candy: What do you think? I just lost. Again. To BEA STINKING BARNHART!
*She stopped pacing as her voice raised in volume, but lowered in pitch*
Candy: I lose… over and over and OVER AGAIN! Like, I can't win a match in SCW to save my GOSH DARNED life! And that's NOT OK! ITS! NOT! OK!
*She runs her hands viciously through her hair, her teeth gritted*
Candy: Because I'm not good enough anymore. I'm not good enough to be IN SCW anymore. Am I stupid for being here? Am i?I?
*She starts tossing her head back and forth, sort of violently shaking it “no”*
Candy: NO NO NONONO! SWEET INNOCENT LITTLE SPARKLY CANDY CANT BE A LOSER! SHE'S TO PEPPY AND PERKY FOR THAT! SWEET LITTLE CANDY! LITTLE GLITTERY LOSER!
Miss Rocky Mountains: Candy? Are you OK?
Candy: OF COURSE THE PUSHOVER IS OK! WHY WOULDN'T SHE BE OK? WHEN PEOPLE POINT AND LAUGH AT HER FIR BEING A LOSER! OR PEOPLE SAY MEAN THINGS ABOUT HER BEHIND HER BACK! OH HERE COMES CANDY THE IDIOT! SHE'S SO DUMB! SHE'S SO ANNOYING! NO ONE REALLY LIKES HER!!!
*Candy leans against the wall*
Candy: SHE HEARS THEM! SHE HEARS THE WHISPERS! SHE HEARS THE LAUGHTER! BUT SHE PRETENDS NOT TO HEAR IT! SHE CONTINUES ABOUT HER BLISSFULL WAY! LIKE A LOSER LAMB TO THE SLAUGHTER!
*Candy lets out a bit of a scream as she storms off, leaving Miss Rocky Mountains looking both confused and concerned.*
*Scene fades up several days later, actually closer to this week's show. We see Candy showing up to the arena with her bag. She was quite cautiously approached by Miss Rocky Mountains *
Muss Rocky Mountains: Uh... Candy? Are you ok?OK?
*Candy smiled softly*
Candy: Yeah… I uh… I was hoping to see you. I owe you an apology.
Miss Rocky Mountains: No apology needed. You were upset, just had a devastating loss, it's OK to lash out sometimes. I'm just glad you are OK. Seeing you like that was … well not gonna lie … pretty scary.
Candy: Yeah, it's like … that wasn't me. I mean it was ME. But it wasn't ME if that makes sense.
Miss Rocky Mountains: I mean, kinda.
Candy: But I'm feeling better now. I just… I snapped and it wasn't very glitterific of me.
Miss Rocky Mountains: Glitterific?
Candy: Yeah! It's my new word.
Miss Rocky Mountains: O…kay… anyways. You have a match this week against Miss Manners. Are you in the right headspace?
Candy: My head's not in space… but I'm really excited for this match. I know I haven't had the greatest track record here lately. But hopefully that's gonna change soon.
Miss Rocky Mountains: Care to say a few words about your match this week?
Candy: Of course.
*Miss Rocky Mountains stepped aside and let Candy take center stage*
Candy: Hiiiiiii guys!!! It’s me, Candy!!! And oh my gosh, I am soooo excited to talk about my next match—because it’s against someone who is, like, suuuuper different from me. Miss Manners!
*Candy's sparkling personality shined as bright as ever*
Candy: Now, Miss Manners, you keep saying things like I need to learn proper etiquette and I should know my pleases and thank yous—but, um… hello?? I already do! I say thank you every time the ref holds my hand up in victory! I say please when I ask the ring crew if I can throw sparkles into the crowd! I even said ‘excuse me’ once when I did a dropkick and my shoe kinda flew off! I’m polite, I promise!!
*She twirls a bit, glitter sparkles off her gear.*
Candy: But here’s the thing, Miss Manners… you can try to give me all the lessons you want, you can wag your finger and tell me I’m doing everything wrong, but inside that ring? You’re not my teacher. You’re my OPPONENT. And the only thing I’ll be learning is how to pin you to the mat, one… two… THREE!!
*She holds up three fingers to the camera, giggling.*
Candy: See, I don’t need a fancy fork for salad or to curtsy when I walk to the ring. All I need is my energy, my heart, and my glitter—and trust me, Miss Manners, when I’m done, you’re gonna have sparkles stuck to you for WEEKS!! There's gonna be SO MUCH GLITTER people are gonna nickname you SPARKLEZ!
*She throws a handful of glitter at the camera, smiling wide.*
Candy: So Miss Manners, polish your silverware, straighten your posture, and get ready… because Candy’s about to give you the sweetest, sparkliest, MOST GLITTERIFIC wrestling lesson of your life!! See you out there!
*Candy skipped off as the camera cut*
