All Aboard Summer XXXTreme
PORT & ROOM
Princess Cruise
The trip to the cruise ship was quick and painless, tsa clearing was smoothed. Alexandra and LJ arrived at their room aboard the Princess Cruise ship. Looking around it’s clear that Sin City Wrestling management hooked them up. It was the Honeymoon Suite to die for, being engaged and about to be married in less than a week, really had its perks. Hell being a champion in Sin City Wrestling came with its own perks.
“Whoa.” Alexandra looked over at LJ. “This is..”
“Impressive.. Extravagant.” LJ’s eyes were huge.
“Perfect.” She added softly.
He pulled her into his arms and held her close, the two sharing a moment before he tipped her head up to look into her eyes. “Angel, in just a few more days, you and I get to say I do. Are you ready?”
“I have never been more ready in my life.” She nuzzled her nose against his. “We get this room to ourselves this whole cruise and then we get to go home and I get to marry the love of my life.”
They pulled apart and started unpacking their suitcases. She kept catching herself looking at him, every glance between them, causing her heart to race.
He smiled looking at her. “Let’s enjoy the time we’ve got before our stag and doe party. I want you all to myself for a little.”
She pushes her suitcase into the closet having finished putting her things away.
“Sounds like a glorious plan. I know I planned a few things with the bridal party tonight, but it can wait. Right now, I just want to enjoy this moment with you. No cameras, no match talk, just us.” She smiled up at him as he opened the doors to the balcony, letting the sea air in.
“I can’t wait to get through this weekend. Then we are a few days closer to our wedding.” He held his hand out to her.
Alexandra took his hand and moved out onto the balcony with him, moving closer looking out over the ocean, resting on the railing, feeling his arms slipping around her. She leaned to look at him, his head resting on her shoulder as he pressed against her back.
“This is the only place I want to be in right now, here with you like this as we prepare for the future.”
The two shared a kiss and prepared themselves for the rest of the cruise.
Pour some Sugar on Me
Bar during Alexandra’s Doe Party
Princess Cruise
By the time Alexandra and her friends wandered into the bustling bar aboard the Princess cruise ship, the clock had just passed ten. The night was already alive with music and celebration, but the women arrived carrying an energy all their own. Their laughter came easily, their cheeks glowed from hours of dancing and cocktails, and the unmistakable "Bride-to-Be" sash draped across Alexandra's shoulder earned smiles from strangers as they crossed the room. It was clear this wasn't the beginning of the party, it was simply the next chapter of a night none of them intended to forget.
“Oh goodness.. No..” Alexandra laughed when they walked in. “Guys.. I really should go to the room and get some rest.”
“Oh come on Ally, not yet. It’s still late and you haven’t nearly had your last night of freedom.” Bella laughed at the look Alexandra gave them.
Alexander Lyons laughed and looked at his girlfriend Rise. “Yeah, come on. Back in the days of PWS you would party until at least two in the morning.”
Alexandra rolled her eyes. “Maybe I’ve gotten comfortable with relaxing.”
Harper and Josh share a grin as they approach. “I’m really happy for you Ally, you look amazing.”
Josh nods in agreement. “Enjoy your last few days of freedom!”
“Thank you both so much. I mean, not too much though, I don't want to make that last weekend of freedom seem like prison bars, but I also don’t want to do anything that jeopardizes my relationship with LJ.” Alexandra smiled brightly.
The music was thumping and Victoria smirked. “Alexandra I picked a few special things for you to enjoy tonight. A few songs..”
Alexandra narrowed her eyes. "...Victoria."
The opening fiddle of "The Devil Went Down to Georgia" burst through the speakers.
Alexandra's head snapped toward the jukebox. "You didn't."
Victoria folded her arms proudly. "Oh..." She smiled. "I absolutely did."
Before Alexandra could escape, Bella and Rise grabbed each of her hands. "Nope!"
Alexandra dug her heels into the carpet, laughing uncontrollably. "Ladies! Absolutely not!"
"Too late!" Bella declared.
The three women practically dragged her toward the center of the bar.
The bartender noticed Alexandra's sash almost immediately and his face lit up. He grabbed a brass bell and rang it loudly. "Attention, everyone!"
The conversations faded as curious faces turned toward the commotion.
"We've got a bride celebrating her last girls weekend before the big day!" The entire bar erupted into cheers.
Alexandra buried her face in her hands. "Oh my gosh..."
Another bartender leaned across the counter with a grin. "Give the bride a round of applause!"
The crowd happily obliged, clapping in rhythm as the fiddle solo screamed through the speakers.
Victoria couldn't stop laughing. "I may have mentioned we'd be stopping in tonight."
Alexandra stared at her. "You planned this?"
"Every second." Victoria looks at her.
By the time the song reached its fiery finale, Alexandra was laughing too hard to be embarrassed anymore. "You people are terrible." Alexandra shook her head.
"We're just getting started," Victoria replied.
"Oh, no..." Alexandra's cheeks were flushed, her hair slightly out of place, and happy tears shimmered in the corners of her eyes from laughing so much. She looked at Victoria and pointed accusingly. "I cannot believe you."
Victoria simply lifted her drink. "Oh, sweetheart..." Her grin turned positively wicked. "We haven't even gotten to the best part of tonight."
Alexandra groaned dramatically. "LJ is never going to believe this happened."
Bella wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Oh..." She laughed.
“I might have already sent it to him.” Carter chimed in.
“I’m sorry.. What.. no.. no he can’t find out about this.” Alexandra looked worried.
"He absolutely will." Alexander held up his phone. "Especially since approximately forty people recorded it."
The group burst into another fit of laughter as Alexandra covered her face with both hands. "I need better friends."
Harper slipped an arm around her waist. "No." She smiled. "You need friends exactly like us."
The opening guitar riff echoed through the room. "Step inside... walk this way..."
Alexandra froze. "No..."
Bella's eyes grew wide. "YES!"
Rise threw both hands into the air. "Oh, this is happening!"
The unmistakable opening of "Pour Some Sugar on Me" exploded through the speakers, instantly transforming the atmosphere. Guests cheered before the first verse even began, and several people started singing along.
Victoria leaned onto the bar. "Ladies..." She looked at the bartender. "...permission?"
The bartender glanced at the bride's sash, then at the excited group surrounding her and he laughed. "As long as nobody dives into the crowd..."
Bella didn't even let him finish. "That's all I needed to hear."
She climbed onto a bar stool and stepped effortlessly onto the polished wooden countertop. The crowd roared. Rise followed immediately behind her.
Harper blinked once. "Oh... we're really doing this."
Josh laughed so hard he nearly spilled his drink. "Oh, this is going to end up all over somebody's social media."
Harper shrugged with a grin. "It's her bachelorette party."
She kicked off her heels, handed them to Josh, and climbed up beside Bella. Victoria was next. She raised both hands triumphantly as another wave of cheers rolled across the room.
Alexandra stood at the bottom of the bar, shaking her head. "You've all completely lost your minds."
Bella crouched slightly, extending a hand toward her. "Come on, Bride."
"I'm not climbing onto a bar." Alexandra shook her head.
Rise leaned over with a mischievous smile. "You climbed into wrestling rings for years."
Victoria smirked. "And you're telling us a bar is where you draw the line?"
Alexandra burst into laughter. "I hate every single one of you."
"We love you too!" Victoria laughed.
The crowd sensed her hesitation and almost as one, they began chanting.
"Alex! Alex! Alex!"
Alexandra looked around helplessly as complete strangers were smiling at her, clapping in rhythm.
Alexander folded his arms, grinning from ear to ear. "You know you're going up there."
Cleo chimed in. “You got to go up there, don’t leave us all hanging.”
Carter laughed. “Don’t hold out on us now.”
She sighed dramatically. "I really do, don't I?"
"Yes," Bella answered. "You really, really do."
Still laughing, Alexandra stepped onto the brass foot rail before accepting Bella's hand. In one smooth motion, she climbed onto the polished wooden bar. The lounge absolutely exploded. Cheers echoed off the walls. People whistled, and several guests raised their drinks in salute. Alexandra stood there for half a second, blushing furiously. Then she looked at her friends. Bella was already dancing, Rise was air-guitaring with a cocktail napkin, Victoria was pumping her fist like she was fronting a rock band. Harper couldn't stop laughing.
Alexandra threw both hands into the air. "Oh, what the heck!"
The women broke into laughter as they danced together across the length of the bar. They weren't trying to impress anyone, they were simply celebrating their friends soon to be big day. After this cruise was over, the wedding happened. Bella spun Alexandra beneath her arm. Rise pounded out imaginary guitar solos against invisible amplifiers. Victoria pointed toward the crowd like a rock star commanding an arena. Harper clapped overhead, encouraging everyone below to sing louder. The chorus arrived.
"Pour some sugar on me..."
The entire bar joined in their voices filled the lounge as strangers and friends alike sang every word.
Alexander, Josh, and the rest of the group stood below them, clapping overhead and laughing until tears formed in their eyes. Phones appeared throughout the room, capturing the unforgettable moment. No one even noticed that LJ walked in with Miles and his stag party entourage. Finding Alexandra on her knees on the bar top, water being poured over her as she sang and danced.
Even couples who had been quietly enjoying drinks moments earlier found themselves dancing between the tables. For three glorious minutes, nobody cared where anyone came from. There were no strangers, no feuds, no drama and bullshit. Only music, laughter and friendship. And one bride-to-be surrounded by the people who loved her most.
By the final chorus, Bella convinced everyone into a line. "Come on!"
The five women linked arms and attempted synchronized kicks. They were hilariously imperfect. Victoria nearly lost her balance and Harper caught her. Bella started laughing and Rise laughed because Bella laughed. Alexandra laughed so hard she could barely stay standing, clearly drunk.
The bartender rang the brass bell again. "One more chorus!"
The room erupted one last time. "Pour some sugar on me!"
The applause that followed rivaled the music itself. Alexandra looked up to see LJ, Miles and Carter. LJ looks impressed and smiling. “That’s my wife..”
He winked at her and gave a whistle, cheering her on. She hopped down off the bar and walked over pressing a kiss to his lips, which sent the entire bar into cheers and chants.
Even if I lose, I win
Deck The Night before the Match
Princess Cruise
Alexandra is walking the deck late in the evening, her heart soaring knowing that as soon as this show is over she gets to head back to Las Vegas and marry the love of her life.
“I came into this match, a bit perturbed about the booking. A triple threat for my precious Bombshell Internet Championship. A match that should have been just Kat Jones and I showing what two of the select few top competitors could do. But of course, Cassie Wolfe, who’s been snapping at my heels, had to weasel her little way into it. Now it’s a triple threat. Now, that’s not to say I don’t want the challenge or love it. I live for that shit. It’s just, much like Kat herself said, it should have been the two of us.”
“It’s true, recently I haven’t been myself. I haven’t shown that same fighting spirit I’ve always had. I had other things on my mind, things outside the ring. Wedding planning takes a lot out of a girl. But I’m focused on this. My Bombshell Internet Championship isn’t going anywhere. I’m going into that match primed and ready for action. When it truly comes down to it, I’m focused on ending it quickly and then moving on to continue to defend it.”
Alexandra took a moment to pause knowing that she had a lot to say and not a whole lot of time left to say it in.
“This match isn’t going to be as easy as any of us would like for it to be. It’s going to be one of the toughest matches any of us has gone through. I don’t plan on going down without putting up the biggest fight. I will do everything I can to keep my title. I worked my ass off to get it and I don’t plan on losing it any time soon. I’m not saying I’ll be your champion forever, but I will be a fighting champion who gives her all. It will take everything you both have to take me out. You will absolutely have to knock me out to take this title away from me. Hey Cassie, the only person I see being able to do that in this match, is Kat Jones, not you.”
“With that being said, I’m ready to do this. I’m focused, I’m on fire. Did you all see what happened at Climax Control? I took on Brittany Williams and absolutely proved why this title has been mine all this time. Yes, it was a non-title bout and not at all about the title but a chance for Brittany to get one over on a champion, however that’s not how it went down. If you were paying attention, which I’m sure Cassie was, as her little cronies tried to cost me the match and failed miserably. My only regret is I wasn’t there to stop them from doing it to Kat Jones. She deserved more respect than that. And I know for a fact, she will make Cassie pay for her crimes during the match, because that’s the caliber of talent that Kat is. She, like me, will take the bullshit off you and keep going, then when you least expect it, she’ll unleash fury on you. All of this has me fired up for this match and I’m excited to experience what happens when those two lock up. And I get to see it first hand.”
Now it was time to really get into it. She had a lot to say to both of her opponents. She had nothing against Kat, not personally, but Cassie however, she had a lot more to say there.
“Kat Jones, you and I should have been the only people in this match. You are right, I did block you on twitter, it’s called piece of mind darling. And honestly, social media can be the devil sometimes. I just wanted to say that you and I are both on the same page in this. This match should have been just us, however Cassie managed to weasel her way in and now we both have to deal with it. Like I’ve said before I don’t mind the competition and yes the odds are stacked against me, but no matter what happens, I’m winning. Not only am I happy, but I’m getting married just a few days after the show. I’m on cloud nine right now and nothing can bring me down. I agree though, I do dislike triple threat matches. Because I’ve got everything to lose and you all have nothing to lose. The odds are deeply stacked against me and usually, that’s when I excel.”
“Now as for you directly Kat, I hold no ill will towards you. I wish this could just be one on one. When the dust settles on this match and I retain my Bombshell Internet Championship, I will give you that one on one match you deserve, for the championship on Climax Control. I won't make you wait until Violent Conduct XI for it. However, when you get that shot isn’t up to me. That’s up to management. For now, let’s focus on the match right in front of us. If either of us take our eyes off Cassie for a moment, we both know she’s going to capitalize. Let’s focus on making sure she can’t compete and then we finish this off as is intended. Just like you said, we are both extremely talented women. So I won't sit here and sell you short. We both know that’s not how we do it. It’s how Cassie handles things. If you do manage to get one over on me and beat me at Summer Xxxtreme, I’ll shake your hand and look forward to doing a one on one dance with you in the future.”
“You have my respect for being straight forward and firing from the hip when it comes to who you are as a person. It takes a big woman to admit that she will do whatever it takes to win. As will I. I’ve always given every bit of myself when I step into that ring. I don’t half ass, I don’t play around and I focus on the task at hand, making sure I secure the pinfall. This right here, it’s just business, nothing personal. I can promise you that one hundred percent Kat. But I fully intend walking out still being the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Champion and on the thirtieth of June, I’ll marry my ever so handsome fiance and continue to defend my title, with honor and respect. Unlike a certain opponent we both have to deal with.”
She takes a few moments to think about everything that led them up to here. She wasn’t about to make the same mistakes again.
“Which brings me to you Cassie. You are sitting there with the same song and dance I’ve heard so many times in the past few years. ‘Oh so and so is so old. It's time I send them to the retirement home. Blah Blah Blah.’ You used that song and dance with me the last time we fought, it really didn’t work for you then either, because I’m still standing. It’s going to take a lot more than a few words to knock me down. I’ve heard this song and dance from every young lioness who’s walked in the doors and thought, ‘Oh god I want to be the champion so bad’. You are far from the first and I know you won’t be the last. Every single person who has stepped to me using that you’re old tactic, has lost. You won’t be any different. If you are really that insane, I pity anyone who ever has to face you. Age doesn’t mean anything, what matters is what we can do in that ring. If saying my age or Kat’s age has anything to do with it, then well, there goes half the damned roster darling. It’s not being selfish, it’s called being the best there is in this company.”
“If you truly believe that you are ready to be the champion, step up. So you got one tiny win over me, congratulations. Now count how many times we’ve faced off and you’ve lost. Cassie you’ve proven one thing to all of us, you have to have others get involved in order to win anything. You’ve done nothing but prove to every person here that you are a low down vile snake who will stab her best friends in the back to get ahead. You see we are two very different people. Where you will stab your friends in the back, I support mine. If they got a shot and I didn’t, I’d congratulate them and move on. News flash, winning titles isn’t everything and it’s not how you get respect. Respect isn’t given from acts of selfishness and being a coward or turncoat. It comes from busting your ass and EARNING it. You haven’t done anything worthy of placing your hands on MY Bombshell Internet Championship. You aren’t fit to be a leader. I feel as if you begged for this match because you knew if you faced me or Kat alone you couldn’t hack it. Selfish Insolent Brat. Disrespectful little child, unready for the big one.”
“On the subject of respect, you have no respect and no honor. You see a person with respect and honor wouldn’t have done what you did to Harper. Who I appreciate for having my back when your little friends tried to interfere in my match. It’s just sad that I could do the same for Kat Jones, because what you attempted to do was embarrass the poor woman, like you think you are God's gift to pro-wrestling. Cassie honey, you are a young lioness longing to run with the pride, but you aren’t fit to lead the hunt, you aren’t ready for the responsibility it takes to show every single one of those women out there that you are capable of being trustworthy. You are a tyrant of a toddler, playing in the sandbox, wanting someone else's toy and throwing a hissy fit because they said no. Time for momma to put you in a time out.”
A soft breeze floats her hair out behind her as she leans against the railing of the ship, her eyes fixed on the horizon.
“First, I defend my Bombshell Internet Championship with dignity, honor and respect. I will face anyone who comes my way that wants it. That’s why I partly don’t mind that Cassie’s in this match, I just don’t like the way she went about doing it. Being a champion requires you to welcome all challengers and I’ve done that. Repeatedly, every single time I’ve been a champion. And I will continue to do so until I have nothing left. Until Sunday loves this is your Bombshell Internet Champion, saying sweet dreams.”
With that Alexandra pushes the camera away and moves into LJ’s arms as they watch the sunset on their last night on the ship before Summer XXXtreme XIV, fades to black on the soon to be newlywed couple sharing a kiss.
