>>20170835>>20170839>>20210938>>20211431The match ends with victory for the Divi- no. No. This pairing doesn’t get to be called that. She would not accept it. This is Team Nikki. And even if Priscilla considers K-Chan an Angel, Nikki sure didn’t. Not yet. It didn’t matter if K-Chan drew inspiration from Priscilla’s favourite trick, and got the vile creature that imitated the form of her dead best friend Jennifer’s dead mother counted out. She wasn’t a true Angel, not unless they got through this tournament without her screwing something up.
“Gimme a fucking mic!” Nikki shouts. The ring announcer swiftly climbs into the ring and hands over his own. “Cut that shitty music,” she demands, “Cut it!”
Kelly is already on her way backstage with Mimi Cue following, when Nikki starts pacing back and forth in the ring. She points towards them, and upon spotting her on the titantron they turn and look back in her direction.
Nikki locks eyes with Kelly.
“This was a long time coming.”
“Years in fact.”
“Like many things with me it all started in a shitty little apartment in Dublin where Cassie and I lived. Now back in those days I wasn’t quite as popular as I am now, and there was this girl who really hated gingers, so she and her friends would pick on me. School was a bit of a nightmare.”
“But what got me through that, was knowing that when it was over at the end of the day and I went back to Cassie’s shitty apartment, I’d get to watch wrestling. Waifu Sports Entertainment was my go to at that point. I’ve still got some Joan Cena armbands somewhere. Pretend you never heard that, it’s embarrassing. Anyway, I’d watch, and I’d imagine myself as one of the wrestlers, and just escape into their world. I loved it so much. But something was missing.”
