THE CHAMPIONS LDFC NEEDS

[Perello]

Disgusted.

Repulsed.

Straight up pissed.

Those were three ways to describe the look on Prince MacRear’s face as he stared down at the selfie Hana Song took with his phone a few weeks back at Pride.

“This isn’t the first time someone tried to be cute and take a selfie with my phone, Hana. People before you have done this same exact thing, and it NEVER ends up working out the way they had hoped.”

MacRear cocked his head to right, his eyes still fixed on his iPhone screen.

“Usually I either delete these DISGUSTING pictures or I throw my phone in the trash, but this picture? As you can see… I decided to hold onto this one!”

He finally took his eyes off of the phone, gazing over at the camera with his patent duckface.

“Wanna know why, Hana? Because other than this selfie and you spitting that disgusting GEW in my face… I really don’t have a reason to dislike you. Heck, I don’t even have a reason to care about you! And if we're being totally honest here, Hana...”

The duckface began to fade away, turning into more of a scowl.

“I don’t care about you and I never will. I won’t ever deny the fact that I’m emotionally invested when it comes to my problems with Nest, Emily Carter, Donnie Cross and so on and so forth. But with you? You’re just another name standing in the way of me getting what I rightfully deserve! WHAT I’VE RIGHTFULLY EARNED A LONG TIME AGO!”

MacRear’s cheeks began to turn a soft shade of red, but he managed to calm himself down before he went on a full-on rant.

“I think you could see what everyone else sees, can’t you, Hana? That you, like Emily and Becky, are another one of LDFC’s chosen ones. The ones who don’t cause a stir on social media or anywhere else for that matter. The ones who have NO life outside of LDFC! The ones who just come to training, close their mouths and WRESTLE! That’s what LDFC wants, isn’t it?! I MEAN LOOK AT WHO OUR TRAINERS ARE! REAL TOUGHIE TOUGH TOUGH GRAPPLERS WHO LACK CHARISMA, BEAUTY AND ANY ADMIRABLE QUALITY WHATSOEVER, BUT BOY! THEY COULD SURE GO IN THAT RING!”

He smirked sarcastically, obviously agitated by his own words.

“It would be a NIGHTMARE for LDFC if the Baroness and I were the first pair of ‘students’ who got to call themselves LDFC Tag Team champions. Why? Because we don’t hold our tongue. We aren’t afraid to brag and boast a little when things go our way! We aren’t SCARED to cause a little bit of drama around the Lions Den! And that’s exactly what LDFC doesn’t want leading its tag team division! What they want are people like Hana and Shintaro! People like Becky and Mason! People like JENSEN AND EMILY WHO AREN’T WORTH A BOTTLE OF DOLLAR STORE SHAMPOO AND CONDITIONER, BUT THEY SHOW UP, DO THEIR TRAINING, WRESTLE, AND LEAVE!”

Pausing for a moment, MacRear began pondering over the situation at hand.

“The Baroness and I may not be the picture perfect students all of our trainers envisioned, but make no mistake about it… we are the tag team champions LDFC needs! We are two of the very best in LDFC week in and week out! WE ARE THE TWO MOST DOMINATING, BEAUTIFUL AND SEXY INDIVIDUALS LDFC HAS EVER SEEN! AND BY THE TIME THIS TOURNAMENT IS OVER?!?!”

He took a step forward, stopping right in front of the camera.

“We will be INAUGURAL LDFC TAG TEAM CHAMMMMMMMMPIONS!”

A soft smirk formed on MacRear’s face.

“Not long now, nasties. Not long until the Baroness and I beat all of your favorites and show the world that when the Baroness and the Prince join forces? There’s absolutely nothing and nobody on this planet who could stop us. I OWE SHINTARO SOME OF UGLY FOR THAT TIME HE MANAGED TO BEAT ME! LIKE ANYONE REMEMBERS THAT, RIGHT?!”

He made a ‘pft’ sound and waved his words off.

“I OWE HANA SONG SOME UGLY FOR SPITTING THAT DISGUSTING GEW IN MY FACE AND SOILING MY PHONE!”

MacRear glanced down at the phone in his hand, and in one fluid motion, he smashed it off the floor.

“And I owe it to The Baroness to help bring home tag team gold! I owe that to her because if she wasn’t here?! I would’ve probably packed my bags and went home during my little… Valcone episode. SHE WAS THE ONLY ONE HERE WHO GAVE A MOISTURIZING DAMN ABOUT ME, AND I DON’T FORGET THESE THINGS!”

He smirked.

“And knowing her as well as I think I do? I think some GOLD would be the perfect thank you gift! Hehehe! Ciao, bitches!”