Post by khloe on Apr 10, 2024 11:03:16 GMT -5
As Khloe meticulously arranged her collection of teddy bears in a makeshift wrestling ring, her girlfriend, Evelyn, couldn’t help but chuckle at the scene unfolding before her. “Khloe, honey, don’t you think it’s time to take a break from your teddy bear wrestling obsession?” she teased, trying to get her attention.
But Khloe was fully engrossed in her fantasy world, each bear taking on a persona of its own. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Evelyn began, adopting her best announcer voice, “Welcome to the epic showdown between Khloe Bear and “Fluffy” Xavier Lux! Who will emerge victorious in this fierce battle of the bears? Whats that Khloe skipped a match against Alessia The Honey Bear and should focus?”
As Evelyn continued her playful commentary, Khloe’s focus remained fixed on the imaginary match before her. With each twist and turn of the teddy bears, she became more engrossed in the spectacle, her imagination painting a vivid picture of the showdown.
“Khloe, sweetheart,” Evelyn persisted, gently placing a hand on her shoulder, “as much as I love your creativity, don’t forget about your real match coming up. I'm starting to get how it works and distracting yourself isn’t good..”
Khloe glanced up briefly, a fleeting smile crossing her lips before her attention snapped back to the teddy bear wrestling ring. “I know, I know,” she murmured absentmindedly, her mind already drifting back to the action. “But this match is just so intense!”
Evelyn sighed, shaking her head affectionately at her girlfriend’s single-minded determination. She knew Khloe’s passion for wrestling ran deep, but she also knew the importance of staying focused on the task at hand. As the countdown to Khloe’s upcoming Pay-Per-View match against Xavier Lux ticked away, Evelyn resolved to gently nudge her back to reality, one teddy bear at a time.
As Khloe paused the teddy bear match, a somber expression crossed her face, overshadowing the excitement that had filled the room moments before. “Evelyn,” she said softly, turning to her girlfriend with a hint of concern in her voice, “I know this is all fun and games, but I can’t shake this feeling of worry.”
Evelyn’s playful demeanor faded, replaced by a look of genuine concern as she listened intently to Khloe’s words. “What’s wrong, Khloe?” she asked, her voice gentle and reassuring.
“It’s just… Alessia,” Khloe replied, her brow furrowing with worry. “She’s my friend, and I know she’s incredibly talented, but she’s never been able to pull off a win in singles competition. At least not from what ive seen….I…..I don’t want to upset her..”
“How would you possibly upset her, Khloe? Aren’t all you wrestling types happy to..show your stuff?” Evelyn asks tentatively, still coming to grips with how it all worked.
Khloe let out a sigh, her fingers absentmindedly fidgeting with the fabric of one of the teddy bears. “It’s not about upsetting her I guess….” she explained, her voice tinged with uncertainty. “It’s just… I’m worried that if I go all out in our match, I might beat her too fast. And I don’t want to make her feel like she’s not good enough.”
Evelyn nodded in understanding, her expression thoughtful as she processed Khloe’s words. “I see what you mean,” she murmured, her gaze softening with empathy. “It’s important to show respect to your opponent and give them a chance to shine, even if it’s a competitive match.”
Khloe nodded in agreement, a sense of relief washing over her as Evelyn validated her concerns. “Exactly,” she said, grateful for her girlfriend’s understanding. “I want to give Alessia the opportunity to prove herself, to show everyone what she’s capable of. But at the same time, I can’t hold back too much, especially with my match against Xavier Lux looming ahead.”
Evelyn placed a comforting hand on Khloe’s shoulder, offering silent support. “You’ll find the right balance, Khloe” she reassured her, her voice gentle yet confident. “Just trust your instincts and remember to approach the match with both competitiveness and compassion. And whatever happens, I’ll be here for you every step of the way.”
Evelyn would ruffle Khloe’s hair and get up with a sigh.
“Come on, we do still need to go grocery shopping…last time we waited too long we were eating pizza for 2 days straight….”
“It wasn’t that bad!”
“Says the one who puked as soon as she went to the gym….”
“Eve….I told you that in confidence!”
“No no you shared it on social media…I think your boss shared it to what was it Khloe Pukey Cox..?”
As Khloe and Evelyn made their way to the grocery store, their conversation shifted to lighter topics, the earlier tension surrounding Khloe’s wrestling career fading into the background. As they entered the store, Khloe couldn’t shake the tense feeling overwhelming her.
Navigating the aisles, Khloe’s heart skipped a beat when she spotted her father, Nicholas, browsing through the produce section. Evelyn noticed the change in Khloe’s demeanor and gently squeezed her hand in reassurance.
“Khloe, is everything okay?” Evelyn asked, concern evident in her voice.
Khloe took a deep breath, steeling herself for the encounter ahead. “Yeah, it’s just… I didn’t expect to run into my dad here,” she admitted, her voice tinged with nervousness. “He doesn’t exactly approve of my well…life I guess?”
Evelyn gave Khloe’s hand another reassuring squeeze before offering her a supportive smile. “Well, let’s show him just how amazing you are, both in and out of the ring,” she said, her confidence unwavering.
With Evelyn by her side, Khloe approached her father, a mix of apprehension and determination swirling within her. “Hey, Dad,” she greeted him tentatively, trying to keep her voice steady.
Nicholas turned to face Khloe, his expression softening as he caught sight of his daughter. “Kasandra, it’s good to see you,” he said warmly, using Khloe’s birth name without a second thought.
Khloe winced internally at the use of her birth name, but she took a deep breath, gathering her courage. “Actually, Dad, it’s Khloe,” she corrected him gently, hoping he would remember her chosen name.
Nicholas paused, a flicker of realization crossing his features. “Right, sorry, Khloe,” he apologized, his tone sincere. “Old habits die hard, you know.”
Khloe nodded, grateful for her father’s willingness to respect her identity. “Dad, I want you to meet someone,” she said, gesturing to Evelyn standing beside her. “This is Evelyn, my girlfriend.”
Nicholas turned his attention to Evelyn, his demeanor shifting as he took in her poised presence. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Evelyn,” he said warmly, extending a hand in greeting. “I’m Nicholas.”
Evelyn smiled graciously, shaking Nicholas’s hand with a friendly nod. “Likewise, Nicholas,” she replied. “Khloe has told me so much about you.”
“Good things I hope? Khloe always has been a firecracker.”
“Better than things I’ve heard about others so I’m happy to meet you.”
The pregnant pause between them all made it obvious who Evelyn was speaking about.
“Well t-thats great to hear, Kasa-“
“Khloe has been thriving with her wrestling career, you know? She's been going all over the country and winning. She just won a belt too, all as Khloe Cox…don’t say the wrong name again because it's rude…I don’t care what habits you need to break.”
Khloe would have begun to shrivel up as Evelyn seemed even taller than ever and seeing as she was already 5’11” she seemed giant to both of the diminutive Cox’s.
Nicholas for his own part wouldn’t back down accepting her verbal lashing with a raised head.
“Your right, I’m sorry Khloe..I know things haven’t gone the way any of us hoped for our family but…im proud of you…it took time to accept you for you. More time than was acceptable.”
“It’s okay dad…really. So what brings you here..to this store?”
He would hold up the same brand of sweet bread he had been buying since she was a child.
“Oh look he buys the same one you do with little penguins hehhehe…”
“Yeah it’s her and her mother’s favorite..only thing i think they have ever agreed on…ever”
Khloe would snatch the loaf from her father blushing which gets a laugh from everyone. The general air of the conversation seems to calm back down as Nicholas watches his daughter.
“Khloe,” Nicholas began, his voice carrying a tone of sincerity, “I know we’ve had our differences, and I understand if you’re not keen on the idea, but would you consider joining me for dinner sometime? It’s been too long since we’ve sat down together as a family.”
Khloe hesitated, her initial instinct to decline fighting against the part of her that longed for reconciliation with her family. Evelyn sensed her inner conflict and gently squeezed her hand, offering silent support.
After a moment of contemplation, Evelyn spoke up, her voice steady and unwavering. “We’d be happy to join you, Nicholas,” she said, casting a reassuring glance at Khloe. “It’s important for families to come together sometimes.”
Khloe met Evelyn’s gaze, finding comfort in her understanding and strength. With a deep breath, she nodded in agreement, silently acknowledging the need to face her mother and confront the lingering tensions within her family.
Nicholas smiled warmly, a sense of hope flickering in his eyes. “Thank you,” he said, gratitude evident in his voice. “I’ll make the arrangements and let you both know the details.”
As they parted ways in the grocery store, Khloe felt a mix of apprehension and determination swirling within her. With Evelyn by her side and the prospect of dinner with her father on the horizon, she knew that whatever challenges awaited her, she wouldn’t face them alone. And with each step forward, she felt a glimmer of hope for healing and reconciliation, both within herself and within her family.
“Alessia, it’s about time we really talk about what's coming, yeah? No partners to hide behind, no excuses—just you and me, face to face, in that ring. And while I respect your newfound journey, I can’t help but feel a sense of inevitability about the outcome.”
Khloe would be sitting in the stands of the Target Center, the camera panning to the ring crew down below working to get the arena show ready.
Hey don’t blame me for the nosebleed seats ...this upcoming show has a Larry Tact Main Event…..I wasn’t paying for good seats hahah. But seriously Alessia…I want this match between us to be a real learning experience.
You see, Alessia, I’ve made my name in the singles competition. I’ve climbed the ranks, taken down opponents twice my size, and walked out victorious time and time again. And while I respect your abilities, I know in my heart that this match is mine to win.
You and Ava have faced all manner of teams.
You and Ava have achieved so much success.
You and Ava are Former Duo’s Champions.
You and Ava were in the finals for the S.E.X Cup.
Ava has competed for the Big Belt against Peter Vaughn.
Ava was in the War Games Match.
Im just wondering….what makes you think you have it in you to topple me?
You……to put it lightly…..and with as much respect as I possibly can….because your my friend…..have less of a chance of beating me in a singles match than you do your own partner.
Your the big one I get it…The Gladiatrix…I should be worried I guess?
For ANOTHER David vs. Goliath match?
Its a trend of mine if you haven’t noticed.
The other trend is that I topple giants
Khloe pauses, her confident facade momentarily faltering as she reveals a glimpse of vulnerability.
You know, Alessia, despite what I might project, there are moments when doubt creeps in. Moments when I question whether I’m truly as unstoppable as I appear to be. I’ve had my share of losses, moments where victory slipped through my fingers like sand. And each time, it chips away at my confidence, leavingg me wondering if I have what it takes to stay at the top.
Facing someone like you, someone with your skill and determination, it’s like staring into a mirror reflecting my own doubts back at me. It’s unnerving, to say the least. But maybe that’s what makes this upcoming match so intriguing. It’s a test not just of physical strength, but of mental fortitude. Can I overcome my own insecurities and emerge victorious once again?
So, Alessia, while I may stand before you with the armor of confidence, know that beneath it all, there’s a part of me that wonders if I’m truly ready for what’s to come. But make no mistake, I’ll meet you in that ring with everything I’ve got, doubts and all. Because in the end, it’s not just about proving something to you—it’s about proving something to myself.
So, Alessia, I wonder… Are you truly ready for this challenge, or are you still relying on the comfort of having a partner by your side?
Because when it’s just you and me in that ring, no tag team to back you up, no one to share the spotlight with, can you honestly say you’re prepared to face me head-on?
Or will you be left wondering why you even stepped into the ring with someone like me?
I’m going to say it real simple for you….
Alessia Angelo this coming Fury
I'm going to
Kick. Your. Ass.
But Khloe was fully engrossed in her fantasy world, each bear taking on a persona of its own. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Evelyn began, adopting her best announcer voice, “Welcome to the epic showdown between Khloe Bear and “Fluffy” Xavier Lux! Who will emerge victorious in this fierce battle of the bears? Whats that Khloe skipped a match against Alessia The Honey Bear and should focus?”
As Evelyn continued her playful commentary, Khloe’s focus remained fixed on the imaginary match before her. With each twist and turn of the teddy bears, she became more engrossed in the spectacle, her imagination painting a vivid picture of the showdown.
“Khloe, sweetheart,” Evelyn persisted, gently placing a hand on her shoulder, “as much as I love your creativity, don’t forget about your real match coming up. I'm starting to get how it works and distracting yourself isn’t good..”
Khloe glanced up briefly, a fleeting smile crossing her lips before her attention snapped back to the teddy bear wrestling ring. “I know, I know,” she murmured absentmindedly, her mind already drifting back to the action. “But this match is just so intense!”
Evelyn sighed, shaking her head affectionately at her girlfriend’s single-minded determination. She knew Khloe’s passion for wrestling ran deep, but she also knew the importance of staying focused on the task at hand. As the countdown to Khloe’s upcoming Pay-Per-View match against Xavier Lux ticked away, Evelyn resolved to gently nudge her back to reality, one teddy bear at a time.
As Khloe paused the teddy bear match, a somber expression crossed her face, overshadowing the excitement that had filled the room moments before. “Evelyn,” she said softly, turning to her girlfriend with a hint of concern in her voice, “I know this is all fun and games, but I can’t shake this feeling of worry.”
Evelyn’s playful demeanor faded, replaced by a look of genuine concern as she listened intently to Khloe’s words. “What’s wrong, Khloe?” she asked, her voice gentle and reassuring.
“It’s just… Alessia,” Khloe replied, her brow furrowing with worry. “She’s my friend, and I know she’s incredibly talented, but she’s never been able to pull off a win in singles competition. At least not from what ive seen….I…..I don’t want to upset her..”
“How would you possibly upset her, Khloe? Aren’t all you wrestling types happy to..show your stuff?” Evelyn asks tentatively, still coming to grips with how it all worked.
Khloe let out a sigh, her fingers absentmindedly fidgeting with the fabric of one of the teddy bears. “It’s not about upsetting her I guess….” she explained, her voice tinged with uncertainty. “It’s just… I’m worried that if I go all out in our match, I might beat her too fast. And I don’t want to make her feel like she’s not good enough.”
Evelyn nodded in understanding, her expression thoughtful as she processed Khloe’s words. “I see what you mean,” she murmured, her gaze softening with empathy. “It’s important to show respect to your opponent and give them a chance to shine, even if it’s a competitive match.”
Khloe nodded in agreement, a sense of relief washing over her as Evelyn validated her concerns. “Exactly,” she said, grateful for her girlfriend’s understanding. “I want to give Alessia the opportunity to prove herself, to show everyone what she’s capable of. But at the same time, I can’t hold back too much, especially with my match against Xavier Lux looming ahead.”
Evelyn placed a comforting hand on Khloe’s shoulder, offering silent support. “You’ll find the right balance, Khloe” she reassured her, her voice gentle yet confident. “Just trust your instincts and remember to approach the match with both competitiveness and compassion. And whatever happens, I’ll be here for you every step of the way.”
Evelyn would ruffle Khloe’s hair and get up with a sigh.
“Come on, we do still need to go grocery shopping…last time we waited too long we were eating pizza for 2 days straight….”
“It wasn’t that bad!”
“Says the one who puked as soon as she went to the gym….”
“Eve….I told you that in confidence!”
“No no you shared it on social media…I think your boss shared it to what was it Khloe Pukey Cox..?”
As Khloe and Evelyn made their way to the grocery store, their conversation shifted to lighter topics, the earlier tension surrounding Khloe’s wrestling career fading into the background. As they entered the store, Khloe couldn’t shake the tense feeling overwhelming her.
Navigating the aisles, Khloe’s heart skipped a beat when she spotted her father, Nicholas, browsing through the produce section. Evelyn noticed the change in Khloe’s demeanor and gently squeezed her hand in reassurance.
“Khloe, is everything okay?” Evelyn asked, concern evident in her voice.
Khloe took a deep breath, steeling herself for the encounter ahead. “Yeah, it’s just… I didn’t expect to run into my dad here,” she admitted, her voice tinged with nervousness. “He doesn’t exactly approve of my well…life I guess?”
Evelyn gave Khloe’s hand another reassuring squeeze before offering her a supportive smile. “Well, let’s show him just how amazing you are, both in and out of the ring,” she said, her confidence unwavering.
With Evelyn by her side, Khloe approached her father, a mix of apprehension and determination swirling within her. “Hey, Dad,” she greeted him tentatively, trying to keep her voice steady.
Nicholas turned to face Khloe, his expression softening as he caught sight of his daughter. “Kasandra, it’s good to see you,” he said warmly, using Khloe’s birth name without a second thought.
Khloe winced internally at the use of her birth name, but she took a deep breath, gathering her courage. “Actually, Dad, it’s Khloe,” she corrected him gently, hoping he would remember her chosen name.
Nicholas paused, a flicker of realization crossing his features. “Right, sorry, Khloe,” he apologized, his tone sincere. “Old habits die hard, you know.”
Khloe nodded, grateful for her father’s willingness to respect her identity. “Dad, I want you to meet someone,” she said, gesturing to Evelyn standing beside her. “This is Evelyn, my girlfriend.”
Nicholas turned his attention to Evelyn, his demeanor shifting as he took in her poised presence. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Evelyn,” he said warmly, extending a hand in greeting. “I’m Nicholas.”
Evelyn smiled graciously, shaking Nicholas’s hand with a friendly nod. “Likewise, Nicholas,” she replied. “Khloe has told me so much about you.”
“Good things I hope? Khloe always has been a firecracker.”
“Better than things I’ve heard about others so I’m happy to meet you.”
The pregnant pause between them all made it obvious who Evelyn was speaking about.
“Well t-thats great to hear, Kasa-“
“Khloe has been thriving with her wrestling career, you know? She's been going all over the country and winning. She just won a belt too, all as Khloe Cox…don’t say the wrong name again because it's rude…I don’t care what habits you need to break.”
Khloe would have begun to shrivel up as Evelyn seemed even taller than ever and seeing as she was already 5’11” she seemed giant to both of the diminutive Cox’s.
Nicholas for his own part wouldn’t back down accepting her verbal lashing with a raised head.
“Your right, I’m sorry Khloe..I know things haven’t gone the way any of us hoped for our family but…im proud of you…it took time to accept you for you. More time than was acceptable.”
“It’s okay dad…really. So what brings you here..to this store?”
He would hold up the same brand of sweet bread he had been buying since she was a child.
“Oh look he buys the same one you do with little penguins hehhehe…”
“Yeah it’s her and her mother’s favorite..only thing i think they have ever agreed on…ever”
Khloe would snatch the loaf from her father blushing which gets a laugh from everyone. The general air of the conversation seems to calm back down as Nicholas watches his daughter.
“Khloe,” Nicholas began, his voice carrying a tone of sincerity, “I know we’ve had our differences, and I understand if you’re not keen on the idea, but would you consider joining me for dinner sometime? It’s been too long since we’ve sat down together as a family.”
Khloe hesitated, her initial instinct to decline fighting against the part of her that longed for reconciliation with her family. Evelyn sensed her inner conflict and gently squeezed her hand, offering silent support.
After a moment of contemplation, Evelyn spoke up, her voice steady and unwavering. “We’d be happy to join you, Nicholas,” she said, casting a reassuring glance at Khloe. “It’s important for families to come together sometimes.”
Khloe met Evelyn’s gaze, finding comfort in her understanding and strength. With a deep breath, she nodded in agreement, silently acknowledging the need to face her mother and confront the lingering tensions within her family.
Nicholas smiled warmly, a sense of hope flickering in his eyes. “Thank you,” he said, gratitude evident in his voice. “I’ll make the arrangements and let you both know the details.”
As they parted ways in the grocery store, Khloe felt a mix of apprehension and determination swirling within her. With Evelyn by her side and the prospect of dinner with her father on the horizon, she knew that whatever challenges awaited her, she wouldn’t face them alone. And with each step forward, she felt a glimmer of hope for healing and reconciliation, both within herself and within her family.
“Alessia, it’s about time we really talk about what's coming, yeah? No partners to hide behind, no excuses—just you and me, face to face, in that ring. And while I respect your newfound journey, I can’t help but feel a sense of inevitability about the outcome.”
Khloe would be sitting in the stands of the Target Center, the camera panning to the ring crew down below working to get the arena show ready.
Hey don’t blame me for the nosebleed seats ...this upcoming show has a Larry Tact Main Event…..I wasn’t paying for good seats hahah. But seriously Alessia…I want this match between us to be a real learning experience.
You see, Alessia, I’ve made my name in the singles competition. I’ve climbed the ranks, taken down opponents twice my size, and walked out victorious time and time again. And while I respect your abilities, I know in my heart that this match is mine to win.
You and Ava have faced all manner of teams.
You and Ava have achieved so much success.
You and Ava are Former Duo’s Champions.
You and Ava were in the finals for the S.E.X Cup.
Ava has competed for the Big Belt against Peter Vaughn.
Ava was in the War Games Match.
Im just wondering….what makes you think you have it in you to topple me?
You……to put it lightly…..and with as much respect as I possibly can….because your my friend…..have less of a chance of beating me in a singles match than you do your own partner.
Your the big one I get it…The Gladiatrix…I should be worried I guess?
For ANOTHER David vs. Goliath match?
Its a trend of mine if you haven’t noticed.
The other trend is that I topple giants
Khloe pauses, her confident facade momentarily faltering as she reveals a glimpse of vulnerability.
You know, Alessia, despite what I might project, there are moments when doubt creeps in. Moments when I question whether I’m truly as unstoppable as I appear to be. I’ve had my share of losses, moments where victory slipped through my fingers like sand. And each time, it chips away at my confidence, leavingg me wondering if I have what it takes to stay at the top.
Facing someone like you, someone with your skill and determination, it’s like staring into a mirror reflecting my own doubts back at me. It’s unnerving, to say the least. But maybe that’s what makes this upcoming match so intriguing. It’s a test not just of physical strength, but of mental fortitude. Can I overcome my own insecurities and emerge victorious once again?
So, Alessia, while I may stand before you with the armor of confidence, know that beneath it all, there’s a part of me that wonders if I’m truly ready for what’s to come. But make no mistake, I’ll meet you in that ring with everything I’ve got, doubts and all. Because in the end, it’s not just about proving something to you—it’s about proving something to myself.
So, Alessia, I wonder… Are you truly ready for this challenge, or are you still relying on the comfort of having a partner by your side?
Because when it’s just you and me in that ring, no tag team to back you up, no one to share the spotlight with, can you honestly say you’re prepared to face me head-on?
Or will you be left wondering why you even stepped into the ring with someone like me?
I’m going to say it real simple for you….
Alessia Angelo this coming Fury
I'm going to
Kick. Your. Ass.
