Evolution Z

[BZeroKawaii]

B-Zero V.S. Gal Gadot


(Pictured: Gal Gadot, Dove Cameron, Meg Donnelly, The Sailor V outfit that Melody's cosplay is based on, Wolf when meeting with Gal after the match and Victoria Justice)


SSSniperWolf, Pokimane and Butters were the only part of the EZPW roster who had known for the past few months that Gal Gadot was entering company and who she intended to face. That’s because they were all part owners in a new wrestling gym here in Beverly Hills that they had purchased with Gal. The recent chaotic mess in development at Warner Bros. had inspired Gadot to finally make her debut. Shortly after B-Zero’s match against Victoria Justice, the show cut back to Wolf at the commentary table with a special announcement. “We have a prestigious new addition to our roster here in Evolution Z Pro Wrestling. She has a message for a certain valiant wrestler and she also wanted to address the rest of the company. She was backstage at EZPW Arena earlier today.”, Wolf announced. As they cut to the Wonder Woman theme from Gal’s DC movies and her logo, Belle had taken her headset off, sitting beside Wolf at the desk, “Three times. Gadot is making three times more than I am here.”, Belle whined. “Show some professionalism. You’re not a stupid girl. I’ve taken initiative regarding my career, so can you.”, Wolf told her. The video began, showing Gal Gadot backstage in a bright Wonder Woman bikini set with her tiara from the movies and tall, shiny red boots. The outfit looked a bit more like a skimpier version of the 1970’s Lynda Carter outfit than it did like her Warner Bros. film costume. “I’ve arrived here with a specific task in mind.”, she began, addressing the camera. “This company is full of youthful potential. We have plenty of young stars who will grow to do tremendous things in the ring. First of all, however, I would like to do what I can to aid the career of B-Zero. That may not initially sound very logical. Looking at him, some people might see an emotionally weak runt who fits immensely well under the boot of undersized social media stars. With the emo personality, soft-hearted angst and floopy blue hair, some people might say he looks and acts a whole lot like a sad little girl in 2005 who had Gerard Way posters on her bedroom walls. Our fans, however, the fans of EZPW have seen what makes him special. We have all seen the bravery and tenacity he showcases in the middle of the ring. Now, I understand the catty fury this may inspire backstage, but, in my opinion, he is among the leaders of our locker room. B-Zero’s problem is that he is the target of overgrown schoolyard bullies. He cannot reach his true potential hanging out with The Mickey Mouse Club and fending off little girls who only think they are dangerous threats. EZPW has a lot of wolves. There is, of course, our gorgeous brunette commentator, Super Sexy Sniper Wolf. We also have many young women who believe themselves to be natural predators. These phony wolves, these fraudulent figments of violent imaginations, they are not a useful threat for B-Zero. What Zero needs is a dramatic challenge that comes from genuine confidence, not childish ego. He needs to face the apprehension, the dread of being stalked around the ring by a real warrior. He needs to face strength and relentless adversity that he cannot run away from. He needs to feel my glorious muscles crushing the life out of him. I see talent and noble dedication in B-Z, but I am not here to give him an easy match. I have no interest in going easy on him. I have no intention of showing him any mercy. As for our fake wolves, your futures don’t necessarily have to be bleak. Our arena is in Beverly Hills. For most of the world, this city is one of the world’s capitols of privilege and excess. It is a rather common opinion that this city is somewhere where nobody really works for a living. Truthfully, though, all privilege starts somewhere. The prestige and wealth of Beverly Hills was built by individuals who put in work to accomplish their dreams. So, you girls have it in your power to control your own fates and create something for yourselves that you can take pride in. B-Zero, you’re an adorable little guy with a great heart. My goal is to test you, to push the limits of your skill, strength and endurance and to help guide you to the next stage of your career. I’m very aware that you are not a weakling. With my help, you can prove that to all those ignorant little girls who think they can prey on you.”, Gal said, giving a warm grin and a bicep pose for the camera as the video faded out.

A day before his match with Gal, B-Zero was ringside with Dove and Meg at the arena, preparing for a sparring session. Astro Boy was his favorite superhero. His second favorite would definitely be Gal Gadot’s portrayal of Wonder Woman from the DC Extended Universe films. After that, the list would include a lot of talking animal characters. Spider-Ham, Underdog, Mighty Mouse, Darkwing Duck. B-Zero knew that considering anime characters Superheroes was somewhat controversial. That’s why he didn’t include Sailor Moon in the conversation. He was such a big fan of Astro Boy that he made an exception in that case. He was always more interested in funny animal comics than traditional Superhero comics. He adored Gal’s Wonder Woman, though, and he had a tremendous amount of respect for her. She was going to be a unique challenge for him. Not only was Gal a full nine inches taller than him and in fantastic shape, she had served two years in the Israeli Defense Forces as a combat fitness instructor. This was somebody he earnestly did not want to upset. So, given the geopolitical climate, there were a few things he wasn’t going to bring up with her. War, Palestine and genocide. Gal had been younger than him when she was in the service. She was younger than Meg when she got out and started her runway model career. He couldn’t imagine the various ways her military service might have affected her. He was interested in being extremely respectful, so he just was not going to bring it up. He imagined Dove was bright enough to grasp how it might be a sensitive topic for Gal and, well, he couldn’t imagine Meg bringing it up. B-Z got out of his own head regarding the injustices of the world and looked over to where Meg and Dove were stretching. Wow. Dove’s trunks were really tiny and tight. The Magic Kingdom was wearing matching pink bikini tops, pink cloth headbands and bright pink sneakers. Meg’s trunks were definitely longer, similar to the shimmery pink trunks Dove usually wore in her matches. He was in his usual ring gear. “Guhhh….”, he half gasped as Dove bent over. Was she trying to get his attention? Gosh. Yes, Dove. Nice ,girl. Very spherical. He got in the ring, preparing to spar with Meg. Dove giggled, whispering something in Meg’s ear. “Pupper Party.”. Meg’s eyes lit up as she gave Dove a wide smile. Inside the ring, they squared off, just as Dove bending over again outside the ring. As B-Z was momentarily distracted, Meg whipped him into the ropes and then speared her shoulder into his midsection as he rebounded. “Hepp!!!”, she le out a cute, squeaky shout as they made impact with the move, taking him down. Meg seemed to have a very clear game plan. She grapevined his legs, his back on the mat as she lowered her body down on him, grabbing his hair and pressing his face against her boobs. “Magical Pupper Prison!!!”, she enthusiastically called out, as if it were a special move in an anime or video game. Dove grinned as she intently watched. There was, of course, a story behind this. When Dove and Meg first teamed up in EZPW, they began watching old matches from the WWF Attitude Era. Meg thought Jerry “The King” Lawler’s commentary was hilarious, particularly how he called breasts “Puppies”. So, Meg took that, applied the common meme lingo for actual puppies and ran with it. “Puppy Party” was a training drill Dove had come up with for them. In it, Meg’s goal was to transition through applying different breast smothers. This had been no coincidence on Dove’s part. Considering that she frequently dreamed of merely being kissed by her tag partner, being smothered by her tits was a nice consolation. Dove was usually the dominant one in their sparring but, well, Meg was pretty well-developed in that area and it was kind of intimate for her. This, like practically everything else in this friendship, came with a lot of guilt for Dove and served as jarring proof that she needed to find a girlfriend. Meg didn’t use breast smothers in her usual EZPW matches. B-Z was struggling under her now, letting out some muffled whimpers as Meg spread his legs slowly and kept his face pressed in tight against her chest. “You’re gonna get some quality time with my big puppers!!”, Meg exclaimed, taunting B-Z as she worked the smother and let out some gentle moans. B-Zero gasped as she released the smother and rolled over with him to her back, pulling him down close and bringing her legs up to snuggly squeeze at his thighs before getting him by the hair and pulling his face down into her chest again. “Reverse Pupper Wonderland!!!!!!”, she shouted, giggling a little as she kept his face pressed in tight. B-Zero was, of course, totally shocked as he had heard nothing about Meg’s smothers. He was letting out panicked, muffled whimpers as he gently pawed at her thighs now. Dove sipped her G Fuel Star Fruit energy drink (which was the energy drink flavor endorsed by Butters for G Fuel, featuring a cute anime depiction of her on the energy powder tub.) out of her sparkly purple Maleficent tumbler. Meg grinned widely as she felt B-Z’s struggles starting to slow down. She released that smother and pulled him up to his knees by the hair now, kneeling in front of him. His face was sweaty as he looked totally dazed from the onslaught. “Wunnnnh….”, he moaned as she pulled his face straight into her cleavage. “Mmmph...muhh…”, he moaned as he was being totally overpowered. “Meg-nificent Pupper Grip!!!”, Meg called out. She let out some slightly sensual little moans, Dove’s ears perking up. “It’s fun, right?”, Dove asked her with a bright, cheerful nod. “Gosh…..heck yeah…”,Meg responded. Meg tried to compose herself a bit as she rubbed her boobs back and forth in his face. “Let my spectacular puppers give you sweet dreams!!”, she taunted him, with a grin. Meg looked out at Dove as he was starting to drool against her chest. Dove smirked, giving her their thumbs down signal. “Guhhh…”, B-Zero softly moaned as Meg released the smother and sat him on the mat, crawling to sit behind him and wrap her strong legs low around his body in a figure-4 scissor. She let out a slight, gleeful sigh as she got the scissor locked in tight. She had wanted to squish him in her scissors for months. In the moment, B-Zero’s groggy face spoke volumes. “You’re all mine now!!!”, Meg told him as she began giving his body firm, rapid squeezes in her thighs. “Heppp! Hepp...Hepp...Hepp!!!!!”, Meg let out squeaky, cute groans of effort as she was dominating him in the bodyscissor. Dove slowly crawled into the ring to get a better look. Meg arched her back a bit as she was giving him short, constant squeezes. “Gunnnh…..”, B-Zero moaned, passing out in the tight grip. He was twitching against Meg now as she moaned out, still crushing him in the scissor. “Ok, Baby,...he’s out.”, Dove told her, kneeling beside them. Meg slowly released the bodyscissor, her mind coming back to reality as she gently hugged him from behind now, her eyes having a notable sadness in them that Dove recognized. “I……...went a bit too far, huh?”, Meg asked, covered in sweat now, her pulse still kind of racing. “Meg, our goal was to show B-Zero your strength and prove to him that he belongs at our side. Victoria’s little cult is putting ideas in his head. This was about showing him who is in charge. When we are at the top of this company, he is going to understand he is with the strongest girls on this roster and he will understand that he should not cross us.”, Dove explained. A minute later, Meg had layed him out on the mat on his back as Dove kneeled by him, sipping her energy drink. “Just as you had assumed, Sicko. You think he’s cuter when he’s unconscious. Totally limp. What kind of inhuman monster does that make you?”, Dove thought to herself. “So...you think he noticed that my booty was all out?”, Dove asked Meg. “Oh, yeah, totally.”, Meg replied with a cheerful nod. B-Zero’s started coming to, slowly sitting up as he met Dove’s pretty eyes eerily staring at him. Dove, caught off guard, let out a sharp, audible yelp. B-Zero blinked, processing what he happened. “So…….you were just hanging out here, staring at me as I was knocked out?”, he asked Dove ,trying not to be particularly judgmental. Dove pouted a bit as she put her hand gently on his shoulder. “I just wanted to make sure that you were ok.”, she quietly stated. “Girl,...that’s a tiny bit creepy.”, he noted. B-Zero did imagine that there was a fourth thing he didn’t want to bring up with Gal. “Wonder Woman 3” had been canceled by whatever clueless drug addicts were currently running Warner Bros. She wasn’t playing the role anymore. B-Z had honestly been a bit bummed about that. He supposed this match was going to be another prime opportunity for him to be the iconic martyr. At least it seemed like, judging by her video, Gal grasped why that was important. “Your new trunks are cute.”, he told Dove as they were heading back up the entrance ramp. Dove gave a knowing smirk. “I wouldn’t wear them on the main show, though. Standards and Practices would get all square. You’re basically wearing a thong.”, he added.


It was two hours before his match with Gal. He was going to catering with The Magic Kingdom to get strawberry-banana smoothies. “Maybe we should get my new subbie a cute collar and leash.”, Meg said to him, almost plainly. So, this was actually happening. The whole Mistress Meg vibe had achieved liftoff. Amid high school flashbacks and some subtle embarrassment now, he did notice that Dove seemed as off-putting as he did. “Heh. Well, there would certainly be an audience for that.”, he awkwardly joked. In truth, he imagined the fans would probably love the idea. Mistress Meg did create some evocative potential futures. Meg stopped for a moment as she felt a weird tingle down her spine. “People have feelings. You shouldn’t talk to him that way, Meg.”, PinkPantheress said, living up to her reputation among the locker room for moving quietly and appearing out of seemingly nowhere. “I’m sorry that she treats you that way.”, Pantheress said to him, giving him a small hug. Now he was feeling a lot like an abused pet. Some kind of gunky-eyed shelter puppy. “You know, after I destroy Nessa in the ring, you sorta look like you’d be fun to torture.”, Meg said to Pantheress with a cruel grin. Pantheress rolled her eyes, giving a bemused pout. Dove didn’t want any part of this. “Maybe Dove and I should…”, Meg began threatening her before realizing that Pantheress was already gone again. This was kind of a typical mean girl backstage encounter with Pantheress. “It’s like she lives in her own separate dimension.”, Dove indifferently noted.


That night, B-Zero was in the ring, waiting for Gal’s entrance. He imagined this could be among his most physically challenging matches so far. This wasn’t an influencer, for instance, who was remotely around his size. The height difference was bigger than usual and Gal was likely in better physical shape than a lot of his opponents. He was taking Gal’s words to heart, though and he knew that he needed to go into this match confidently. He also got that the idea that Gal wanted to see more of an aggressive strategy in the ring than he often showed. It was important to know what was expected of him and he also certainly didn’t want to disappoint Gal. Her theme started as she stepped out onto the stage with her hands on her hips ( [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register] ). Butters paused for a moment as she was listening to Ariana Grande on her earpiece. There was a slight issue with announcing Gal. In some English-language interviews, Gal had said that she was born in Tel Aviv, Israel. Hebrew articles and some other English-language sources claim she was born in Petah Tikva, Israel. Butters gave a nod as Gal was coming down the ramp. “Now coming to the ring,...from Israel,...Gal Gadot!!!!!!”, Butters announced. Gal had a very confident, upright stature as she made her way down to ringside. She took off her tiara and gently handed it to Butters. Hopping up on the apron, Gal made her way into the ring and stretched her legs a bit in her corner, sizing B-Zero up with a fierce look. For tonight’s matches, Melody was cosplaying as Sailor Venus from “Sailor Moon”. The bell rang and B-Z and Gal came to the center. Gal raised an eyebrow as she smirked down at him. She offered a test of strength and, while visibly startled, B-Zero accepted it, locking up with her. B-Z planted his feet and tried to stand firm against her, but she was able to push forward and put pressure on him pretty easily. Suddenly, Gal broke the lockup. She grinned, flexing her biceps at him as he backed away a little. As Gal was pursuing him, B-Z felt that he needed to start giving her the daring performance that she wanted. Gal let out a slight grunt as he gave her a backhand chop across the chest. Gal answered with her own chop against his chest, getting a slight whimper from him. Trying to stand firm, B-Z hit another firm chop across her chest. Gal responded with another chop across his chest that had him wobbling a little. He hit another hard chop on her and Gal glared deep into his eyes. Suddenly, she grabbed at his hair, pulling him to the center of the ring and shoving his head deep between her thighs. With a wild shout, she lifted him up and slammed him to the mat with a sit-out Powerbomb. B-Zero writhed and let out lit groans of pain, splaying out on the mat. Gal immediately got up, pulling him by the arm to the center of the ring, bouncing off the ropes and hitting a big leg drop across his face. The crowd was giving her some moderate applause. Sitting B-Zero up on the mat, she got on her knees behind him and wrapped her arms firmly around his midsection as she started squeezing him in a rear bearhug. He whimpered as she was letting out soft little grunts of effort and beginning to ragdoll him in the tight grip. B-Z had some panic in his eyes as Gal made some guttural groans, really starting to crush him as she gave deep, powerful squeezes. Hearing his sad whimpers, she released the hug, as she didn’t want to finish him so quickly. He collapsed on his belly, his hair in his face now. Gal rolled him to his back and dragged him to the center of the ring by his legs. Lifting him up off the mat by his legs, she began spinning him around in a giant swing, completing eight revolutions in the circle before throwing him across the ring, having his spin out onto his back. “Looks like Gal is going to make very quick work of this helpless dummy! That’s not exactly extremely impressive to anyone who watches EZPW, but she’s showcasing her power.”, Belle announced on commentary. Gal dragged him slightly more to the center by his hair on the mat. She reached down now, gripping him by the through with one hand and lifted him up off the mat, slamming him immediately back down with a chokeslam as she let out a feral shout. She grabbed him again and began stretching him out over her knee in the middle of the ring in a backbreaker. Melody knelt beside them, getting in close to make sure she was in position in case B-Z wanted to quit. His hair was messed up, half in his face now and Gal out some mean growls as she stretched him. “I think a lot of our fans would have thought that Gal would want to focus solely on brute strength in this match, but she is showing that she also has technical skill.”, Wolf commented. B-Zero was whimpering, some tears in his eyes now as he struggled against the backbreaker. Gal pulled him back up to his wobbly feet and he was able to catch her off guard with another backhand chop against her chest. She responded with another backhand chop against his chest. Planting his feet now, he hit another hard chest chop that made her wince. Although he was groggy from the punishment he had taken so far, B-Z knew this might be his own opportunity to turn this match around. He charged in at her with an indignant yell. He hit a series of three unanswered backhand chops to her chest, her boobs jiggling a bit as she looked dazed. He had an immense amount of respect for her, but Gal had made it clear that this match wasn’t going to be merciful. He kept at it, hitting three more very hard, fast chops to her chest as let out long, groggy moans and her eyes looked a little unfocused. Grabbing her by the arm now, he whipped her back-first into the corner, her firm body writhing as she was letting out shocked moans. Her ran in at her and hit two fast, cruel slaps across her face. Gal was letting out sad little moans, her face looking quite groggy. “Surprisingly, B-Zero has assumed control of this match!!! Gal seems to really be in trouble now!”, Wolf exclaimed. The crowd was definitely behind him. He didn’t want to disappoint Gal by giving away this advantage. With a mean grunt, he grabbed two handfuls of her hair and showed her sleepy face to the crowd for a moment before beginning to slam her forehead into the top turnbuckle. He gave five rather rapid slams against the turnbuckle before pausing for a moment as he felt a little guilty for dominating her this way. B-Z gave a fiercely assertive look out to the crowd,though, before slamming her forehead against the turnbuckle five more times as the crowd counted out the full 10 turnbuckle slams. He then gave her a snapmare out of the corner to her back. Gal was gently stirring on the mat now. Her makeup was kind of messed up and she was splayed out, looking entirely defenseless. Her eyes looked shocked as she gasped, trying to catch her breath and process what was happening. He wanted to show Gal his strength now. He felt like he had the chance to embarrass her now and she would want him to take it. He dragged her by the arm to the center of the ring. Kneeling down beside he pulled her up by the hair slightly, wiping some of her hair out of her face as he looked into her groggy face. “Time for you to go to sleep.”, her sternly told her before, showing her back down to the mat by the chest, splaying her out. He now laid on her body, facing her legs and began scooting back, grabbing her by the hair as her firm body trembled. He got her head deep between his thighs now as he locked in a reverse headscissor. Gal immediately let out a startled whimper. Melody was shocked that B-Z had managed to subdue Gal enough to get her in this hold. “This is absolutely shocking!!! Everyone’s favorite abused rag doll has managed to get Gal Gadot in a reverse headscissors and it looks tight! This eternal loser could honestly knock her out! That would have to be the biggest upset EZPW has ever seen!!”, Belle yelled on commentary. With Melody kneeling beside Gal now,B-Z began giving very slow, steady, firm squeezes in the scissor. Gal was making faint, dazed moans as her eyes were looking unfocused and she was locked in tight. “Do you give, Gal?”, Melody asked her. “N-----N--------No…..”, Gal blurted as B-Zero began trying to give her long, drawn out, powerful squeezes in the scissor. He had actually only used the reverse headscissor in one other EZPW match. He had used it against Ava Max once but she had been able to get her leg up on the ropes to break it pretty quickly. “Come on!!!!! Squeeze her out!!!! Show that Hollywood jerk that she can’t just waltz into our company and get preferential treatment!!!”, Belle screamed. “This would be an absolutely gigantic win for B-Zero!!! I do not want to be biased, but I would say this win would be very deserved if he ends it right here!”, Wolf said. Gal was desperately pawing at his thighs as her eyes were fluttering a little. B-Zero gave her three hard, fast thrusts in the scissor as Gal let out weak, tired moans. He went back to torturing her with the slow, methodical scissor squeezes. It began looking like Gal was fading, so Melody went to check her arm. Gal’s arm dropped limped twice before she was able to hold it up the third time. Suddenly, Gal came back to life. She was able to get a firm grip on his thighs with both hands and let out a feral roar as she was able to spread his thighs and power her way out of the scissors. The crowd applauded the amazing escape. Both fighters crawled back to their knees now, sweaty and worn out as they faced each other again. Gal was breathing hard, trying to regain her bearings, but she gave him a confident scowl. B-Zero grabbed her by the hair and dragged her back to her feet. B-Z attempted to swoop behind her and go for a sleeper but Gal grabbed him by the hair and pulled him in close. “I knew I had a good feeling about you.”, she whispered in his ear. She then got him into position, lifted him up and rubbed her crotch his face just for a moment before dropping him with a Tombstone piledriver. B-Zero gasped as he splayed out on the mat. Gal kneeling beside him, getting an arm around his neck and one around his leg as she got him face-up on her shoulders and then stood up to her feet with a strong grunt. Gal began bouncing him up and down in the Torture Rack now as he let out shrill screams of pain. Melody got in to check the hold. As his cries seemed to be getting weaker, Gal gently put him back down on the mat on his back. She got him in a fireman’s carry now, moving between the ropes with him and hopping down to the outside mats. She then transitioned to having one arm between his legs and one behind his back as she lifted him up high and gave him a firm bodyslam to the outside mats! “I think most of our fans would agree that this is where B-Zero belongs, being savagely dominated by a bigger, stronger opponent.”, Belle stated. Gal picked him up and rolled him back into the ring. Dragging him halfway to the center, she then climbed up to the top rope and hit a huge elbow drop to his chest. B-Zero cried out in agony, twitching on the mat a bit. “Don’t worry about your little guy, I’m planning to finish him off soon.”, Gal whispered to Melody as she got back to her feet. Gal dragged B-Z back to his feet and got him in a double chickenwing grip from behind, she lifted him up off his feet by his arms and then sat out, slamming him face-first down to the mat in her version of the Glam Slam, which, given it’s lineage, was a rather fitting signature move for her. His hair all messed up, B-Zero was letting out sleepy little moans as she dragged him back to his wobbly feet. She immediately wrapped him up in a bearhug,easily lifting him up off his feet as she carried him to the center of the ring. B-Zero gave feeble, groggy moans as she began shaking him in the hug. She let out determined little grunts as she began ragdolling him and getting no resistance at all. B-Zero went totally limp in the hold, drooling and convulsing as Gal kept ragdolling him. Melody came in and checked his arm, dropping it completely limp three times and calling for the bell. “You’re winner…...Gal Gadot!!!!”, Butters announced. Gal gently brought him down to the mat and straddled his chest, giving a double bicep poses for the fans. “This was a tremendous contest and I think a lot of people are going to have more respect for B-Z after this hard-fought battle!”,Wolf said. B-Zero slowly came to as Gal got off of him. Kneeling, she gave him a hug and whispered an idea that she had. B-Zero gave Gal a sheepish nod, blushing a little. With that, Gal flexed her left bicep and had B-Z deliver a soft, gentle kiss to it before repeating it with her right bicep. She helped him back up to his feet and hugged him again. “That was a fantastic match.”, she told him. “Looks like B-Zero is back to being a subservient plaything.”, Belle announced, sounding just a little bit disappointed. Gal made her way back up the ramp, flexing her muscles a bit for the crowd. She entirely knew that she had almost been beaten. He had shown some wonderful fighting spirit in that match and the gracious tenderness he had shown her in defeat was something noble too. Honestly, the muscle worship had been sweet.

Soon after, B-Z, Gal and Melody were backstage, B-Zero going off to meet up with The Magic Kingdom. “Our courageous little guy has tons of potential. Thighs like a tiny, cute session wrestler. We need to get him in our gym.”, Gal told SSSniperWolf backstage. Wolf gave a wide grin, nodding. Melody was happy to see that. B-Z did deserve more opportunities to improve. As he approached the girls, Dove was definitely seeing B-Zero in a new way. That kind of killer instinct was certainly nothing she had imagined he was capable of. She knew that he was pretty tough by all of the beatings he had been able to survive, but also, now, it seemed like there was a viably tough offensive performer in him. He needed to bring that beast out more often. “You gotta train with us more often so you won’t be such a pathetic sissy anymore.”, Meg said to him with a weirdly cheerful grin. Dove rolled her eyes, letting out an exasperated sigh. B-Zero’s face scrunched up like a teenage soap opera idol who was trying to evoke James Dean. “I’m a pathetic sissy to you?”, he asked, his voice quivering slightly. Meg blinked, smirking at him. “Well, you didn’t win the match, did you”, she responded in a snarky tone. B-Zero walked past them, heading to his dressing room. “Girl, what the fuck?”, Dove plainly asked Meg. “That was stupid.”,Dove added.

So, now, B-Zero was on his pink couch, crying as he hugged his Wish Bear doll. Melody arrived a few minutes later. “She motherfucking said what?!!!????????”, Melody screamed. “I mean,…..like, she’s totally right……”, he sniffled. Melody immediately headed for The Magic Kingdom dressing room as B-Zero texted Victoria Justice about what Meg had said. Still in her full Sailor V costume, Melody knocked hard on the door. As the door opened, she barged in, moving directly past Dove to confront Meg. “B-Zero and I have been way too kind to you to be treated that way!! What you said is repulsive. That’s how you treat your friends? That’s not even mentioning how outdated and small-minded that mindset is!”, Melody yelled at her. Meg stood up tall from her white chair, stepping up to Melody with a smug grin. “What’re you gonna do abou---------”, she began saying, cut off by Melody backhanding her hard across the face, knocking her back on her ass in the chair. Melody glared down at Meg for a moment before leaving the dressing room, the door having been wide open this whole time. Dove wasn’t going to get involved in this. “You’ve been really stupid.”, Dove scolded Meg. Gal Gadot grinned, having seen all of that transpire from the hallway. “You……..you’ve been in some fights before. This friendship you have with Zero is beautiful.”, she said to Melody. “Ummm….thanks.”, Melody humbly responded. “We’ve been doing this our whole lives. It feels….so natural. It’s like I just went back to elementary school. There was someone trying to hurt him, I stepped in. “, Melody said. She was thinking about the potential ramifications of this incident now. “That’s…..probably not something I should make a habit of around here.”, Melody added. She went off to her and B-Z’s locker room and Gal headed directly into the Magic Kingdom locker room. With a stern expression, Gal looked around, walking directly past Dove to Meg who was still sitting there. Gal glared down at her, gently clutching Meg’s jaw in her hand for a moment. “You need to treat your friends with more dignity.”, Gal told her before leaving. Meg sat wide-eyed now. One of Gal’s next major acting roles was going to be playing the evil queen in Disney’s live action remake of Snow White. That movie was in pre-production. Very shortly Gal was going to make Disney an awful lot of money and, of course, particularly to Meg, that role commanded a lot of respect. Meanwhile, in B-Z’s dressing room, Victoria Justice was now on the couch, hugging him. “Oh, I’m so sorry. You didn’t deserve that. Me can be an absolute moron. She shouldn’t be around civilized people.”, Victoria reassured him. Melody walked in just in time to see Victoria give him a gentle kiss on the neck as she was getting up to leave. “Oh, Hi….”, Victoria said to her. “He…...told me about the dimwitted sadist’s insensitive comment.”, Victoria explained. Melody gave her an understanding nod as she was leaving. She sat on the couch next to B-Z, putting her arm around him. “I didn’t do anything to Meg that she’s going to tell anyone about.”, she stated. His history with Melody had proven to B-Z that it was better not to ask questions in a situation like this. “So……..Victoria. Is….this a thing now?”, Melody asked him, slightly teasingly. “I really have no idea.”, B-Zero answered, giggling slightly.

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(Pictured: PinkPantheress from this past story and a tub of the energy drink that Butters endorsed)

So, something that I wanted to make very clear within these stories is B-Z's complicated relationship with aggression. In most facets of his life, he is an absolute pacifist. I decided when I was writing the match for this story that his anger should manifest in a similar way that it would for the Babyface "Hugger" version of Bayley in WWE, when she would become more aggressive during a match. In this story, B-Zero's goal became to meet Gal's very clear expectations for him. So, then, it becomes something different from when he's just trying to survive in the ring against Victoria or Camila. Hostility is still something he's extremely uncomfortable with. The story of the next few matches revolve around him coming to terms with and managing anger. Also, in the next story, the EZPW backstage interviewer debuts.

[BZeroKawaii]

B-Zero V.S. Ava Max

(Pictured: Ava Max, Meg Donnelly, Nessa Barrett, Dove Cameron, Charli XCX, Alice Delish, Gal Gadot, Butters, Melody's Felicia cosplay and SniperWolf)

He should be thinking about Ava Max. His concentration should be on their match tonight. He had faced Ava 16 times in EZPW. Every single one of those matches had been a complete and total slaughter for him. He had always wound up unconscious at the end. He felt he had a valid reason to be preoccupied. He had watched Charli XCX stalk Alice Delish around the arena all day long. Alice was EZPW’s backstage interviewer. Charli had been looking at her like a Tex Avery wolf. The 30-year old British pop star was definitely giving off some Stranger Danger vibes. Alice Delish’s background was a bit enigmatic. She was one of the social media influencers on TikTok and Instagram who had kind of followed Belle Delphine’s Kawaii and cosplay influences and adapted them with varying degrees of success. Alice had the benefit of looking somewhat similar to Belle. Like many of these models, her rise to fame had been quick. Belle had taken her as somewhat of an understudy. This is where the confusion begins. Most online resources say that Alice Delish was born in California and raised in the United States. However, some sources say that she is from Russia. Also, when she speaks in her ASMR videos on her Youtube channel, licking microphones and making all the now famous Delphine faux-orgasm faces, she speaks in a gentle, subtle Russian accent. That’s the same accent she has here in EZPW, claiming to be from Russia. Like Belle, Alice offered more risque adult content to her fans online behind a paywall. Thankfully, unlike Belle, she hadn’t gotten herself involved in a tax scandal involving selling jars of her bath water. Alice’s age was also up for debate. Some sources say she’s 20, some say she was 22. At any rate, B-Zero didn’t like the idea of Charli looking at her like she was a bacon cheeseburger. A lot of messed up things happen backstage in this company. Lots of physical assaults, lots of young women get preyed upon by others who have superiority complexes. So, B-Zero wondered, a bit, why watching out for Alice felt like such an immediate priority. Was it a matter of ego? Honestly, Alice was a fan of his, she liked his work in the ring. Maybe he just had a thing for cute blondes who seemed innocent. Of course, the absolute mystery regarding Alice’s background made him nervous too. Lots of sources say she’s 22 years old. She could be younger. Charli’s mind was a filthy wasteland. He didn’t suppose he was wrong to still believe in some idea of altruism, even as he dodged horny sociopaths on a regular basis. The staff was beginning to gather around the monitors backstage. B-Z, Charli and Alice rushed over to the monitors, Alice momentarily startled by proximity of Charli that she had been unaware of. In the ring, Nessa had just won her match against Meg, making her verbally submit to a sleeper. Nessa Barrett wasn’t releasing the hold, though. She had taken Meg to the mat, adding a bodyscissor and was currently choking her out. Seeing that B-Z was already heading for the gorilla position (The area directly behind the entrance at pro wrestling shows, where the creative and production crew are.). “Yeah, let’s go save the repressed tart.”, Charli said as she caught up to him, letting out an annoyed sigh. “I swear, I’ve no idea where Nessa gets this hostility from. It certainly isn’t anything I’m fond of.”, Charli added. They passed Jessica Simpson (one of the producers) as they headed though the curtain out to the stage.

Inside the ring, Nessa had Meg trapped in the sleeper, scissoring her as she had her on her side facing Dove who was in absolutely stunned shock outside the ring. Meg gave a sad look out at Dove as she was starting to twitch from the choke. Meg’s eyes fluttered as she went out cold in the hold, convulsing against Nessa now. Melody was in the ring, cosplaying as Felicia from “Darkstalkers”, honestly not wanting to overstep her authority after having slapped Meg in her dressing room. B-Zero and Charli came running down the ramp and slid into the ring. It took considerable effort by both of them to pry Nessa off of Meg. Nessa immediately gave B-Z a sharp glare. As Meg was out cold, gently twitching on the mat, Nessa went after B-Zero, slapping him hard across the face. B-Z staggered back slightly as Nessa let out an aggravated yell. “You’ve got some big boy decisions to make!!! You better figure out who your friends are!”, she screamed at him. As Nessa lunged at Charli, grabbing two handfuls of her hair, B-Z took the opportunity to rush over to Meg and get her out of the ring. The medics were beginning to come down the ramp as B-Z brought Meg over to Dove. Tears streaming down her face, sniffling a bit, Dove gently hugged Meg’s limp form. Meanwhile, in the ring, Charlie had gotten a hold of Nessa’s hair and they were struggling against each other in the middle of the ring. Nessa’s theme ( [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register] ) was fading out now as she had been declared the winner after the initial submission. Nessa was able to break away from Charli, grabbed her by the arm and whipped her into the ropes, hitting her with a Thesz press as she rebounded. Nessa immediately reached down and got Charli in a blatant two-handed choke. The med staff came down and got Meg on a stretcher as B-Z and Dove sadly followed them back up the ramp. Charli was gurgling, being overpowered in the mean choke. Nessa released it, now using her legs to trap Charli in a grapevine and spread her legs out wide. Nessa got up as Charli was dazed, went halfway across the ring to get a running start and, with a cruel smirk, plowed a hard punt kick between Charli’s legs on the mat. “The Kitty Kick!!!”, Belle excitedly announced. This may sound like Belle’s usual riffing, but it actually was what Nessa called this crotch punt. Charli’s eyes went wide and rolled for a second as she gasped out.

Backstage, Alice was with her cameraman as the stretcher passed. “A tragic scene backstage. Meg Donnelly is being rushed to medical following a brutal attack by Nessa Barrett.”, Alice announced as Dove followed the medics. The show was moving along now and Pokimane was set to face Camila Cabello next. “Good effort against Gal last week, strong guy! It really looked like you almost had her beat with the scissors.”, Alice said to B-Z with a big grin. This appeared to be a popular opinion. It seemed like some kind of shift had happened in his popularity and a lot of EZPW’s fans and his coworkers seemed to think that was a solid performance. “Thanks, girl. It’s….nice to have positive feedback.”, he responded. Charli came back through the curtain with a slight limp. “Fuck! That was absolutely not my kink!”, Charli stated as B-Zero was headed over to her. “I’m...sorry….”, he started. “Eh, I gotta look for a new tag partner now but it ain’t like I don’t got options. We did the right thing, Luv.”, Charli said. Charli tended to be a very sensual wrestler. Members of the roster had many motivations for competing but, in Charli’s case, she was usually wrestling predominantly for her own sexual pleasure. B-Zero was pretty sure this was why her apparent interest in Alice bugged him. Alice saw Ava Max approaching and tried to get between her and where B-Z and Charli were talking so that Ava wouldn’t notice him. B-Zero turned as he heard Ava’s chuckle. “Chill, Comrade. Baby Bear and I gotta talk. Grown up stuff.”, Ava said with a smirk. Alice’s eyes narrowed a bit. She didn’t like Ava. Ava Max seemed like a sadist to her and not even the fun kind like Miss Belle. B-Z had kind of expected this conversation. He had an idea of what was on Ava’s mind. “Yeah. We should talk.”, B-Zero plainly stated as he walked off with Ava to her dressing room. Alice blinked at the awkward silence, catching Charli’s gaze. “You look like you gonna try to lure me into a windowless van or somethin’”, Alice joked. As well as being the backstage interviewer, Alice was also the sole backstage reporter, unless Miss Belle or Miss Wolf were sent back here. She had reported on two backstage assaults and three catfights this show. She could use a strawberry smoothie with some protein powder. “C’mon, let’s go to catering.”, she said to Charli with a slight grin.


There was no missing Ava Max’s dressing room. There was a fluorescent pink plaster Baroque cherub hanging on the door and a big, bubble shaped red heart with her name written in glittery black ink in it under that. Ava considered herself to be the most dominant wrestler on the roster and she didn’t want to be hard to find. He had remembered her having an inordinate amount of heart-shaped throw pillows. As he walked in with Ava and she shut the door behind them, they seemed to have multiplied. Glittery, sheer, silky, rhinestone. All different sizes of pink and red heart-shaped throw pillows. There was soft lighting and sort of a pale pink motif to most of the room. The couch in the center of the room seemed strangely familiar. It was huge and had this weird clam shell design. Ava hopped up on the couch, sitting cross-legged in her red silk robe that had her ring gear beneath it. He approached her cautiously, looking into her expressive brown eyes for anything that might suggest this was a trap. She seemed to be in a decently friendly mood at the moment, but he had found that dealing with Ava was like dealing with some vixen from an old film noir movie. Considering their history, he knew that he needed to stay cognizant that this was a very dangerous woman. She had proven capable of physically overpowering him a multitude of times. He was her favorite victim. Ava Max gleefully brutalizing him constituted some of the most memorable moments in EZPW history. He sat next to her and Ava gave him a slight grin. “So,..let’s talk about how you’ve been holding out on me. I saw the Gadot match. You’re capable of some captivating savagery now and this is how I find out? Tell me why I haven’t gotten the ferocity in the ring with you that Gal experienced.”, Ava questioned, her eyes narrowing a bit. Decent line of questioning. Honestly, he wished he knew. He thought he had an idea of what Ava wanted to hear. “When we’re in a match together, you’re rather talented at maintaining control. Gal…...wanted to provide me with a different challenge. Our energy, what you and I have,….it’s like we’ve developed this narrative that I’m there to be dominated.”, he gently said, not wanting to at all suggest that this situation was her own fault. “It’s a problem that we are going to fix. If there’s new fire burning in your belly, I played a tremendous part in it’s inspiration. I’ve beaten the absolute fuck out of you for a while now. So, if you’re suddenly kicking ass, I’m entitled to the benefits of that. You’ve rarely stood any chance against me before. Now you might actually be able to make me put forward some effort. Showing other performers nuanced anger that you haven’t shown me yet is not how this relationship works. I deserve to see it first.”, Ava explained as she examined her bright red fingernails. This would sound absolutely ludicrous coming from anybody else but B-Z felt like he understood Ava enough to grasp why this mattered to her. He gave a sympathetic nod. He had decided at some point around the 10th loss that part of his role in whatever it was he had with Ava was trying to reassure her that she wasn’t genuinely mentally ill, regardless of considerable evidence. He really didn’t want Ava to feel bad about how she had treated him. She frequently cast herself as a cruel person, but he felt like it wasn’t his place to assert that. So, in a way, he had adopted this opposite of gaslighting. His usual stance was that Ava’s line of thinking was perfectly rational. Regardless of the physical and emotional torture, he did care about Ava Max. “So, Baby Bear, in the ring tonight, you’re going to show me that ruthless side that Gal experienced. You know me, this is not a negotiation. I need to feel that bestial junk, we’re gonna make that happen.”, she told him. “I understand that you have a valid point. The fans liked my aggression against Gal. I am not usually a very ruthless performer. Hostility hasn’t been my strong point and that clearly needs to change. The girls on our roster aren’t getting less mean-spirited.”, B-Z noted. Ava gave him a spirited, encouraging nod. “I’m here to help. Your little Fascist bimbo pal got choked out tonight. Imagine how helpless Meg felt. Imagine how weak she felt being trapped by a strong, cruel bitch and put to sleep directly in front of Dove. Meg probably cares about Dove’s opinion of her more than anyone else’s. Take what you’re feeling right now and turn it into anger. I will give you plenty of motivation. I want to see more of your brutal side and so do all of our fans.”, Ava explained, putting her hand on his shoulder. “Our fans know what I deserve. Sure, lots of them enjoy when I’m dominating you in our matches but I think a lot more are cheering for you to turn this feud around. Dude, they want to see me get absolutely messed up and I want to see what you have inside of you. You’re always going to be my cuddly little rag doll but it’s time that we showed our fans a really fierce battle.”, she said with a grin. Looking at the feathered pattern on the sides of this weird couch, B-Zero realized why it looked familiar now. It was some kind of replica of that couch thing the Child-like Princess was sitting on in her chambers in “Neverending Story”. The off-white color, the clam-shell design, the only real difference was that the big cushion was pale pink and glittery rather than off-white and glittery.



Shortly before the match, B-Z had gotten a text from Victoria Justice assuring him and she and Pantheress had nothing to do with Nessa’s attack on Meg. He had assumed that this was a personal issue for Nessa. He honestly wasn’t angry with her. Regardless of how he felt about Meg, her behavior has been increasingly unacceptable and Nessa has entirely valid emotional reasons for not wanting to tolerate grade school-style bullying. To B-Zero, anger was stupid and childish. He was cognizant that he needed to give Nessa her space and try to deescalate this situation. He grasped why Nessa might feel a little betrayed by him saving Meg. Right now, B-Z imagined that he needed to focus on this match. He paced a little in his corner as he waited for Ava’s entrance. The consequences for falling short of Ava Max’s expectations in the ring had been made extremely clear to him several times. He needed to focus and attempt to bring Ava the fight that she wanted or she was going to absolutely wreck him. Ava stepped out onto the stage as her entrance music started, which is also probably the song that she’s best known for ( [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register] ). Of course, B-Z was nervous. He never really got over having butterflies in his stomach when he was about to wrestle Ava. She had started off brutalizing him before she was even an obvious Heel and it had never stopped. Ava was in her red silk robe as she blew kisses across the arena and began her way down the ramp with a confident smirk. In the ring, Ava gave him a playful grin as she removed her robe to reveal her red ring gear. Ava’s wrestling attire was always changing and she usually didn’t perform in any set of ring gear twice. She went to her corner and got up on top turnbuckle, blowing some more kisses out to the crowd to a mixed reaction. Most of the fans saw her as a classic bad girl but, at this point, many of the fans had also come to enjoy watching her savage B-Zero. At the bell, they met in the center of the ring. They were the same height and around 3 or 4 pounds within the same weight. As usual, she found B-Z’s apprehension amusing. He gave a confident glare and went in after her, hitting a few left jabs to her belly. “Uffff!”, Ava let out a little gasp as B-Z hit a firm left jab deep against her belly button. Steadying herself, Ava gave him a wide grin and delivered a hard slap across his face. He staggered back a bit as she hit another stinging face slap. He hit another couple left jabs to her cute, firm, somewhat impressive abs. Ava responded with a big, wide face slap that made him wobble on his feet a bit before pulling him in close for a bearhug, dragging him back toward the center of the ring. “I know how much my Baby Bear likes to be snuggled up close to me.”, she whispered, taunting him as she began giving deep, drawn-out squeezes in the hug. B-Z let out a slight little gasp as she slowly worked him in the increasingly tight grip. Ava wrinkled her nose a bit, giving a mean sneer as she gave him a few hard, rapid squeezes before returning to methodically crushing him. He moaned out as his struggles seem to become a bit more desperate. “Looks like Ava is quickly sending B-Z to dreamland, as usual.”, Belle announced. Ava smirked as she heard B-Zero start to whimper from the measured squeezing. It seemed like he was starting to swoon a bit in her arm, his eyes fluttering a bit now. Just then, Ava released the hug. She immediately whipped into into the ropes and, as he rebounded, she scooped him up off his feet as he let out a yelp, carried him over and drove him into the mat with a big powerslam. Dragging him back up to his feet by the hair, Ava wrapped an arm around his waist again. She hooked his leg with her other arm, lifting him up and carrying him across the ring before slamming her body down on top of him with a dramatic yell in a Spinebuster! B-Zero writhed, whimpering under her on his back now. Ava dragged back up with a cruel smirk on her face. She hit a few short slaps to his face before dragging him back to the center and then getting behind him to hit a German suplex as he let out a shrill, confused noise. Hanging on to the grip, she rolled her hips and gave him another big German suplex in the opposite direction. Still hanging on, she rolled her hips and gave him a third German suplex, releasing, throwing B-Z for him to land folded up, whimpering in a dazed stupor on the mat. Ava dragged him to the center of the ring, splaying him out on his back. She ran her hands through her hair, crouching over his belly and striking some sexy poses for the crowd. Ava grabbed two firm handfuls of his hair as she dragged him back to his somewhat unsteady feet. The pain of the cruel hairpulling brought him back into the match slightly. B-Zero knew he needed to do something if he was going to stand any chance of making this match competitive. As she had him up on his feet by the hair, B-Z hammered a hard left jab into the middle of her belly. The shocked look on her face told him that he needed to press the advantage. He slammed two more hard, deep left punches into her belly. “Gunnnnnhh!!”, Ava gasped, letting out some spit on the mat as the last punch drilled into her abs. He had a complicated relationship with overt hostility. His frenemy status with Ava was even more complicated, though and, right now, he wanted to prove to her that he could bring her the vicious match she wanted from him. He whipped Ava into the corner and she let out a shrill yell as her back into the turnbuckle. With a mean stare at her, B-Z got to the center of the ring and charged into the corner, driving his knee hard into her abs as he let out a fierce shout. “Gunnnh…...you’re doing great, Dude”, Ava whispered to him as he was in close, his knee pressed against her belly. As he stepped back, Ava groggily drooped down against the bottom turnbuckle, looking pretty dazed. “It looks like B-Zero has really managed to take control of this match!”, Wolf excitedly announced on commentary. B-Z now began delivering hard stomps to Ava’s belly in the corner as Ava let out pained, desperate shouts. As Melody was coming into the corner to break it up, B-Z dragged Ava back up to her feet by the hair and was going to try to swoop behind her for sleeper before Ava lashed out, grabbing two handfuls of his hair and pulling him in close. He responded by grabbing at her hair and they struggled to the center of the ring now, both grunting as they tried to take the advantage. Suddenly, Ava let go, pulling away from his grasp and scooped him up off his feet to slam him down on his back with a bodyslam. Ava immediately rolled him over in the center of the ring as he was dazed, dragged him to his knees and mounted his back, grasping at his chin to secure him in a Camel Clutch. She begins pulling back on the clutch as B-Z is groaning in pain. He seemed panicked, tears in his eyes as Ava bore down on the hold. “You’re mine!!!!!!! Submit!!!! Beg Melody to save you from this torture!!!!”, Ava yelled at B-Z as Melody was coming in to check for the submission. Ava gritted her teeth, giving a mean look out to the crowd as she worked him in the Camel Clutch. Slowly, with a pained expression, he began crawling towards the ropes. Ava’s plan now was to make him wear himself down by having him carry her all the way for the rope break. Letting out groans of effort, he finally grabbed the rope and Ava, with a smirk, broke the hold at the 4 count. She dragged her groggy opponent to the center by the hair and, as she went to shove his head between her thighs as if setting up a piledriver, he was able to slip out and grab at her hair. As he got a firm grip with both hands, she grabbed his hair and they struggled for a moment before he hooked her in a three-quarter facelock and then gave her a snapmare with her hair over his shoulder, to the mat on her back as she let out a shocked yelp. He saw the dazed look in Ava’s eyes as he brought her back to her feet. He dragged her to the corner as her legs wobbled a bit and set her back up against the turnbuckles. Quickly, B-Zero fired a few firm underhand punches at her belly button, drawing some dazed, high-pitched moans from her. He pulled her from the corner and hopped up to sit on the top turnbuckle as he pulled her back towards him and locked her in a sleeper. This hold, of course, wasn’t legal, but Melody currently wasn’t doing anything about it as she absently twirled her long cosplay cat tail. “GuRRRRRRRrrk!!”, Ava frantically struggled in the sleeper now, the fans really starting to get behind B-Z as he had her trapped. “Wummmmmbhhh….”, Ava gurgled, he eyes started to flutter a bit as B-Z was keeping the sleeper locked tight. Melody finally made her way to the corner to start the DQ count. B-Z broke the hold at 4, but, thanks to Melody originally ignoring the hold, it had really been more like a 6 count. Ava gasped, collapsing down to her knees as she let out some groggy, confused moans. B-Zero dragged her to the center of the ring by her arm without very much resistance and then straddled her chest, facing away from her as he hooked her right leg, hugging it up close to him. Ava was letting out dazed little groans as Melody went for the pin count. At the two count, Ava was able to power B-Z off of her with a fierce shout. He landed on his butt on the mat beside her and Ava groggily tackled him down to his back. As Ava had her body pressed against him on the mat, he found himself in the fairly new position of being to overpower her, as he rolled them over to get her to her back. He grabbed her hair now, in the center of the ring, getting behind her on the mat and pulling her head between his thighs for a headscissor, bringing his legs up as he locked his ankles. He was pretty tired at this point, but he knew that he needed to press the advantage. He began giving Ava sets of hard, fast squeezes in the scissor now. Her hair was partly in her face as she was letting out sleepy, squeaky groans of pain. He was trying to stay in control and conserve his energy as they were both considerably drained now. Three tight, rapid squeezes were met with breaks as he panted, creating a consistent pattern. “Gunnnh…….Wunnh…..”, Ava let out long, drowsy moans as her determined opponent wasn’t letting up. “We’ve been learning recently how dangerous B-Zero’s scissors can be. Hemight knock Ava out and earn a huge upset victory here.”, Wolf announced. With a huge groan of effort, Ava was able to roll them over in the scissor, near the ropes, but she was still trapped, face down now. “Unnnh….unnh…”, B-Z growled in effort, continuing the hard, fast squeezes until Ava got her leg up on the bottom rope for the break. B-Zero broke the scissor at the 3 count and dragged his tired opponent back to the center, rolling her over and mounting her thighs. He began hitting somewhat wild left and right punches to her abs and lower belly now. Ava was starting to whimper a bit from the hard strikes. Hitting a couple more deep left strikes into her belly button, he looked down at her sleepy face as she was letting out some weak, desperate groans. He straddled her in a schoolgirl pin now, trying to get it in tight as he struggled to catch his breath. Melody went to count the pin and Ava was able to get her shoulder up just before 3. As B-Z crawled off of her, Ava rolled to the ropes and went to the outside. Both competitors were sweaty and worn down at this point. B-Zero sat on the mat, blinking for a moment as the ideas that Ava Max was actually retreating from him at the moment sunk in. B-Z went to his corner and climbed up onto the top rope, facing out of the ring. He saw Ava standing on the outside mats, looking pretty groggy as she was working to catch her breath. He dove out of the ring onto her with a cross body splash, taking her down to the mat as she let out a loud, startled shriek. He laid on Ava outside the ring now, both of them heavily sweating. B-Z got up, his legs a little unsteady, and rolled back into the ring to break the count at 10 (EZPW has a 20-count for count-outs). Returning to ringside, B-Z dragged Ava up by her hair and hit another left jab into her belly before she reached out and grabbed him by them hair. Ava gave him a vicious glare before firmly shoving his head between her thighs, lifting him up with a grunt of effort and letting out a feral yell as she drove him into the pink outside mats with a piledriver! B-Zero twitched now, groggy and nearly knocked out as Ava got him up on her shoulders in a fireman’s carry and, with a sneer out to the crowd, walked up the ring steps with him, carrying him into the ring. Melody had been at the 12-count when they came back in. Ava laid splayed out, panting on the mat for a moment before getting to her feet, lifting him up on her shoulders again and spinning out to slam him down to the mat with the F-5. B-Z’s face bounced off the mat as he flipped over to his back, splayed out. Ava had never put this much physical effort into a match before. She got back to her feet, pulling him to the center on his back and then hovered over his face facing away from him before dropping out and slamming her ass down hard in his face in a move similar to a Yokozona or Rikishi Banzai Drop. “Count it…”, Ava told Melody, letting out an exhausted sigh. B-Z, meanwhile, made very weak muffled protests under her. Ava started grinding her ass in B-Z’s face a bit as Melody made the easy 3 count. Ava kept slowly grinding as Butters announced her victory. As she got up and Melody raised her arm, B-Z had been smothered out. Ava mounted his belly, facing his legs as she blew some kisses to the fans and flexed her biceps. She was getting a lot of boos but most of the fans had appreciated the hard-fought match.


A bit later, Gal Gadot, in her Wonder Woman ring gear, approached Dove Cameron by the G Fuel energy drink vending machine backstage (which EZPW has mostly because of Poki and Wolf’s endorsements with the company.). Dove gave Gal a gentle grin. Part of what was making her reconsider her opinion of B-Zero was the fact that she honestly would have been a little afraid to face Gal in the ring like he did on the last show. Still, he hadn’t shown apprehension in that match, he had totally done his best to give Gal a competitive fight. Dove wasn’t entirely sure if she could do that. “Your dear friend is going to be ok.”, Gal gently, said to her. Honestly, Dove was entirely blaming herself for this situtation. “You know, I served two years in the Israeli Defense Forces. I was a sergeant. As such, of course, I saw thing terrible, heart-breaking things. What I’ve learned, though, is that we, as people, can’t let the tragedies that we encounter change who we are as people. Something that you share with B-Z, Dove, is that you’re very passionate individuals. Your friends need your strong spirit.”, Gal explained. Dove was trying real hard not to roll her eyes right now. That sounded like some kind of ancient AfterSchool Special pep talk. She wasn’t starring in Disney sitcoms anymore. “Thanks, I know that I need to try to stay positive.”, Dove responded with a warm smile. Positive about what? Her treasured collection of unconscious Meg pics? Her sexuality currently being some kind of joke to most of the EZPW roster? The fact that, just lack Gal, her acting career was currently being hampered by the chaotic nonsense currently going on with the executives at Warner Bros.? There was at least one constructive thing Dove could do. She was definitely going to tell B-Z how she felt about his ring work.



Half an hour later, B-Z was in his locker room, on his pink couch, hugging his Hello Kitty Squishmallow doll. He was starting to grasp why Gal’s military service had been bouncing around in his brain. Gal had been younger than him when she got out of the service. Right now, under different circumstances, he, Meg, maybe even Alice could be serving in the military. They were grown adults (once again, in Alice’s case, presumably.). He spent so much time treating Meg like she was a little sister he needed to watch out for and now he was doing the exact same thing with Alice. Maybe it was some kind of Only Child dogma in his head? Just then, Ava came through the dressing room door with a wide grin. “Fuck,…..I’m not even gonna comment on your girly tween interior design….”,Ava commented. “…….’cause look what you did!!!”, Ava exclaimed, opening her silk robe to show B-Z the bruises on her belly. He immediately flinched. “Way to go, Killer!!!!!!”, she said, sitting on the couch next to him. “Dude, you beat the hell out of my tummy! Ain’t no pathetic sissy could’ve managed this!”, she said with a happy squeal. He had honestly never seen her this happy and probably never this excited. That was hilariously messed up. He gave Ava a gentle grin, trying to pretend that he wasn’t repulsed and genuinely ashamed to have left bruises on her. “See, everyone heard what Meg had said to you, she isn’t subtle about anything but she was entirely wrong. You did this. You got all feral, wore me out and damn near beat me senseless. It doesn’t matter what Sleeping Beauty and her newly missing brain cells thought, we have proof that the snide little comment was dumber than usual for her.”, Ava said, beginning to get a hint of the actual issue with what Meg had said. “Wait…...you don’t think you’re a sissy, do you, Baby Bear.”, she asked, a little confused. Honestly, kind of. I mean, yeah, it was something he frequently saw in himself but it hurt to hear someone he really cared about say it. He was going to try to be honest with her. “Ok, so, like,…..maybe after being choked out by Camila and The Magic Kingdom and Melody have to come save me. You have to consider that my definition of ‘sissy’ isn’t like some stupid, small-minded macho stereotype, though. I’m a very sensitive, emotional person. I own that.”, he explained. Ava pouted slightly. She had totally been responsible for what Camila did to him. B-Zero tilted his head a bit, wanting to proceed carefully as Ava looked as if she were trying to figure out algebra in her head. “I want to be clear that….I’m not trying to blame you for what happened with Camila.”, he noted. Ava gave him a slight grin. “That’s part of my point, really. Camila tried to put you in the hospital. Every single time that I’ve faced you, I’ve tried to put you in the hospital. Most of the mean-spirited girls on this roster have sincerely tried to injure you and yet that has never entirely succeeded. You’re a tough little Baby Bear. So, Meg doesn’t have anything in her that the rest of us have lacked. If she wants to try to bully you, you can overcome that. If she gets out of line, I’ll set her straight just like I would any of the wimpy girls around here. I’m the one who dominates your body and spirit around here.”, Ava said with a smug smirk. B-Z realized that this was Ava’s twisted way of watching out for him. He totally appreciated that. “Thanks. I…...I love you, Ava…”, he said, immediately feeling the weight of the awkward silence as her jaw dropped. “I mean……..like, as a rival, you know”, he quickly blurted. Ava let out a slightly nervous chuckle. “17 matches and you’ve finally managed to catch me off guard,dude.”, she somewhat warmly responded. He blushed, giving her a slightly bashful grin. He did grasp that Ava traditionally wasn’t accustomed to talking about her feelings. “I think…….it’s pretty obvious that I care about you. You know, when I’m in the ring with you, I kind of tend to mark my territory. I want my dominant performances against you to mean more than what the other girls who think themselves to be cruel little bitches throw at you. I’ve been extremely successful in that. We’ve earnestly created something special. Earlier today, Alice Delish was giving me the same dirty looks she always does. That’s because she’s one of your fans. You’re like her little hero. You and I have honestly told an engaging narrative in the ring. I don’t care if it’s your little Mickey Mouse Club, Camila or even Ariana, the idea of anybody taking my place regarding how our fans see you would be universally stupid.”, she stated. To B-Z, this felt like some kind of emotional breakthrough. She was honestly opening up to him. “Ummm…...speaking of Alice……..”, he started. “I know that most of our roster is at least kind of afraid of you. Could you…….maybe kind of watch out for Alice when you see her backstage? Like….just make sure nobody is bullying her or…..doing anything pervy. Charli XCX was kind of following her around today and it just had this grody vibe…”, he managed to ask. “Sure, I can keep an eye on Moscow Barbie. These hallways aren’t exceptionally safe. Ya know, your sentimental Judy Blume bullshit is helpful sometimes. I’m not…….as annoyed by how much you care about people as I used to be.”, Ava noted. That was a relief for him. Alice lived in the same apartment building that he and Melody did. She was a smart girl and she was becoming talented as a backstage reporter. He did want to help keep her safe and he wasn’t just stroking Ava’s ego, most of the rest of the girls really were afraid of her.


Dove came into his dressing room a little while after Ava left. “Meg is going to be alright. The med staff is just checking her out.”, she told B-Z as she paced a little. She wanted to be honest with him, even if this wasn’t exactly going to make her sound like the cool locker room leader she imagined that he thought she was. She sat down next to him on the couch. “So,……….out there tonight, I saw Meg being choked out in the ring and…...I’m pretty sure that I had a panic attack. It’s…...not a secret that I care about her an awful lot. I was just standing there….feeling absolutely helpless. You saved her. I………..used to think that you were just following Meg and I around like a lonely stray puppy. Your match with Gal proved something to me. You’re…..your own person. You have a whole lot of women in your ear telling you who you are and what you represent. I’ve figured out that you’re capable of controlling your own narrative, though. You’re the one in control of your destiny, not me, or Ava or any of any of the crazed savages who lurk within the EZPW roster.”, she said. Would saying he agreed with her mean that, in fact, he was being subservient to Dove’s perception of him? That’s not really independence. Her opinion honestly did mean a whole lot to him. He did deeply respect what she thought. “I appreciate that, Dove. I think you know that your friendship means a lot to me.”, he said, being very sincere. Being emotionally supportive was a bit new to her. She didn’t often see herself as a very warm person. Still, Dove imagined this had gone well.



Dove went off to Ashley Tisdale’s dressing room after she’d texted her. Later on, Alice and Charli came by, Alice being on her third strawberry smoothie now. Charli poked her head into the dressing room, taking a quick look around. Her eyes went immediately to the Hello Kitty doll, the Inuyasha, Di Gi Charat and Super Sonico anime wall scrolls and the general aesthetic of the dressing room. “This bloke is a virgin? That’s a delicious development.”, Charli said to herself. “See you next show, Baby Bear.”, she said, giving him a wink before walking off. She was his next opponent. “She real horny but I think you can beat her”, Alice told him with a slight giggle. Alice was starting to think maybe Ava wasn’t so terrible after all. Sure, B-Z had lost again but she was absolutely going to keep cheering for him. Alice had liked that Bearhug part. Honestly, that’s how she would want to beat B-Z if she wrestled him. Slowly squeezing the fight out of him with her little muscles. The fans cheering for her as he twitched and drooled against her. It looked like fun. Alice imagined her cosplay outfit of Cammy from Street Fighter would be good wrestling gear. Something about the way Charli had looked at him made B-Zero think that he was the new bacon cheeseburger.

The next day at the Neo-Metamorphosis gym, Butters was in the ring, having a sparring match with Wolf. “AWWW-WWWooooOo!!!”, Sniper Wolf let out her wolf howl as she dove at Butters, spearing her to the mat as she rebounded off the ropes. Butters let out a shocked, desperate shout as she trembled under Wolf. Butters was immediately lifted up to her wobbly feet as Wolf got behind her and firmly locked in a full nelson. Wolf let out some slight grunts of effort as she got the hold locked tight and very quickly began ragdolling Butters in it. Butters was absolutely panicking, her eyes wide as she let out meek little moans and sad little sigh as she passed out in the nelson. Butters eyes were fluttering as she convulsed, drooling on herself a bit. Wolf immediately released her. Butters came to shortly after, being embraced in a gentle hug by Wolf. “Ay, Yo. You doin’ great. Comin’ along real nicely.”, Wolf assured her. Butters pouted a bit. Wolf as a trainer certainly seemed much more intense to her than her usual warm personality, maybe even a little bit mean. “You gonna be a real big star in EZPW, yo.”, Wolf told her with a warm grin.

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Author’s Notes:

(Pictured: Alice Delish in the Cammy cosplay outfit referenced in the story)

So, this storyline has been planned for a while. There were two things that I wanted for Ava in this story. Firstly, I wanted to explore the complicated between her and B-Z a bit further. Secondly, I wanted the match to be really exciting and action-packed that their scene following it made sense. I had just watched Marilyn Monroe’s “Don’t Bother to Knock” on Turner Classic Movies when I began writing this story and that informed the film noir reference and also, I think, how I approached the tension of B-Zero not knowing what to expect from Ava. I was looking for a social media star to be the backstage reporter and I originally chose Alice because she’s so cute. Then, looking up the information about her, her ambiguous background and the contradicting sources I found kind of made for an interesting story. I think that it’s interesting to have this character working here, reporting backstage catfights in the middle of Beverly Hills. For how I wanted her to sound, I used her ASMR youtube videos and also t.a.T.u. (The Russian singing duo from 2003) as inspiration. Also, at the end of the story, we see something more like how Wolf sounds in her youtube videos. I wanted to differentiate that from the very professional voice she tends to use on commentary in the stories. Also of note, the more nervous B-Z is, the more he sounds like an 80's valley girl.

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B-Zero V.S. Charli XCX


(Pictured: Charli in her match bikini, how Charli has her hair and makeup for the match, Pokimane, Camila Cabello, Alice Delish, Melody's Super Sonico Cosplay, Nessa Barrett, SniperWolf, Victoria Justice and Dove Cameron)




The look on Dove’s face spoke volumes. This was a very amused smirk. “You...can laugh if you want. I’m...aware of how funny it is.”, B-Z told her. The previous night, he had a sex dream about Charli XCX. That probably wasn’t uncommon, really. Her public persona was highly sexual. She had kind of a sensual public image. Most of the common male fantasies about Charli didn’t involve that individual being violated, though, he imagined. There were toys, some pretty forceful stripping and butt stuff. His butt. Dove was trying to seem genuinely sympathetic. She didn’t have a lot of friends in EZPW and she didn’t want him to feel humiliated. After all, she had basically had this dream about Meg once. The way Dove looked at it, eroticism can be unpredictable. We, as humans, can’t always control the practical jokes our brains play on us. Intrusive thoughts are a real phenomenon and everyone’s subconscious is at least a bit filthy. She was glad that he felt safe being so vulnerable with her. “So…….Charli dominated you in a submission hold.”, Dove chuckled, letting out a slight bit of the snort laugh that was characteristic of when she played Maddie on “Liv and Maddie”. “Honestly, good one, girl.”, he giggled a bit. Dove imagined maybe, in this instance, it’s kind of better that B-Zero doesn’t have any male friends. This would doubtlessly be the kind of thing he’d be eternally roasted for within a group of guys if it ever got out. Stash this away with the fact that he enjoyed the “Cats” movie so deeply that he owns it on blu-ray. Also, they were both bisexual and Dove felt that solidarity was increasingly important. B-Zero sipped his Pac-Man Power Pellet energy drink that was cherry lollipop flavored. Being a G Fuel test market was cool sometimes. This flavor wasn’t getting officially released until April. This match with Charli has become more complicated for him. He faced a new kind of intimidation. Sure, most of his opponents wanted to destroy him in the ring but the sexual aspect was usually just another way of humiliating him. For Charli, sex was the reason she was in EZPW. She was here for her own pleasure. He was definitely going to be out of his element in this match. He didn’t feel that Charli was the strongest or more talented girl on the roster but her motivations created a unique challenge for him. He imagined he was going to have to try to stay in control of the pace and tone of the match. Otherwise, Charli introducing her concept of a “foreign object” wasn’t completely outside the realm of possibilities. The dream wasn’t weighing on him too much. He imagined it had just stemmed from him being cognizant that Charli was going to attempt to take him outside of his comfort zone.


An hour later, Alice Delish approached Pokimane backstage for an interview. “Any thoughts about your momentous win against Camila Cabello, Poki?”, Alice asked. Poki gave a warm grin to the camera. “I feel like it was a match that I was prepared for. I was in a good frame of mind, I was being very rational and, as usual, Camila wasn’t. She pursued me with her usual dumb, blind rage and I outsmarted her. A lot of old Norse sources speak of Berserkers. These were said to be warriors who went into wild, violent trances during battle. This is where we get the word ‘berserk’ from. To me, this is how Camila operates in the ring. She doesn’t use her brain, she just seems to go on auto-pilot and furious savagery follows. In our match, I exploited that lack of strategy.”, Poki said. “Keep talking your trash,nerd!!! I ain’t done with you yet!!!”, Camila yelled as she walked up to them. Quickly, Alice signaled for her cameraman to get a wider shot. This might be the third chaotic catfight of the day and she didn’t want to miss anything. Poki scoffed a bit, giving Camila a dismissive look. “Everyone saw what happened in our match, Cabello. You almost go yourself disqualified blatantly choking me on the mat. You kept on going straight for my throat, I took you down to the mat on your belly in a rear Bearhug and squeezed you out cold. On my part, it was an extremely fair match. I don’t take any issue with granting you a rematch but, girl,….this hostility of yours is not constructive!”, Poki told her, in a somewhat scolding manner, even though her voice was just as cute and non-threatening as usual. Camila stepped up to Poki, glaring in her face, staring her down. “Our fans boo me because they know what I can do nice little good girls like you. They boo me because they know I can destroy wimps like you and B-Z absolutely any time I want to. You’re always going to be a victim for genuinely dangerous people like me. In our match, you simply got lucky.”, Camila stated. Poki crossed her arms, keeping eye contact with Camila and not wanting to back down. “I believe in preparation, hard work and my own intelligence. I don’t believe in luck. When I’m in the ring, I’m thinking about how I can keep my opponent and I safe, how I can persevere and how I can best entertain our fans. When you are pursuing me with your brainless bloodlust, Camila, you aren’t thinking at all. That’s why I was able to beat you and that’s why I could do it again.”, Poki said, speaking quite earnestly. Camila lashed out grabbed for her hair. Poki’s eyes went wide as she ducked the attempt. “Troglodyte!!! Back off!!!!”, Poki yelled at her. Poki darted towards a hallway that her dressing room was at the end of. “Outta my way, Toddler!!”, Camila yelled at Alice before running after Poki. “Why are you always going after my hair? This isn’t civilized behavior!!!”, Poki yelled back at Camila as she was closing in on her. Dove had just turned a corner and was coming down the hallway Poki was headed towards. “Think about who you’re going on the bad side of, Cabello.”, Dove said, mouthing “Wolf” as she tilted her head, giving Camila a cautionary look. “This is fantastic.”, Alice said under her breath, grinnly widely as the entire situation was being caught on camera. A look of abject terror crossed Camila’s face for a moment. Holy shit. She earnestly hadn’t thought about it. Sniper Wolf was Poki’s best friend. Camila grasped that Wolf was exactly the kind of tough bitch she pretended to be. Dove smirked a bit as Camila stopped in her tracks and Poki rushed to her side. Cabello realized that if she was going to handle her issues with Poki, she was going to have to approach it with more tact. These popular hos stick together. Just like everyone else on this roster, Camila didn’t want any trouble with Wolf. “You’re gonna get what’s coming to you!”, Camila seethed as she threatened Poki. “I’m so sure!!!”, Poki responded with a giggle, sticking her tongue out at her. Poki hugged Dove as Cabello dejectedly walked off. “Oh, hello, firm tits.”, Dove immediately thought. She would not mind being invited to this pupper party. “Sorry…….about what happened with Meg…”, Poki gently said to her. That was a lie. Poki was just trying to be nice. In truth, she entirely believed Meg had deserved to be choked out, given the way she tried to bully everyone she felt was physically weaker than her. To Poki, Meg often seemed like an empty-headed moron trying to live out whatever high school drama she had missed out on while being a young actress in Hollywood. Meg hadn’t been cleared by the med staff to wrestle again yet, so she hadn’t come in for this show. “She’ll be fine.”, Dove asserted. Dove, of course, meant regarding the Nessa attack. Mentally, emotionally, Meg was clearly increasingly screwed up. The way Dove saw it, unlike Meg, whatever superiority complex Pokimane might have was at least partly valid. She was among the most popular female Youtubers, she paved the way for many female gameplay video streamers on Twitch, she was honestly adorable and basically a real-life babyface. When Poki was first becoming popular with gaming videos on Twitch, she was in college in Canada majoring in Chemical Engineering. Dove considered herself to be very intelligent but she knew that Poki was functioning on another level. Poki was some kind of math whiz, classically book smart. She had dropped out of college when her gaming career began making a lot of money. Now, at 26 years old, with her gaming video and Youtube money, she had recently paid for her parents’ retirement. So, there were definitely two very happy, very proud Middle Eastern immigrants back in Canada. Outside of this company, Poki had been kind of an overachiever. Dove was happy that she seemed to finally be able to get her in-ring career off the ground. If EZPW were high school, Pokimane would be homecoming queen and valedictorian. Unfortunately, in Dove’s mind, she would also be a hall monitor. Poki was smarter than a lot of this roster, was more popular and more endearing to the fans than a lot of the other girls and she absolutely knew it. Dove could grasp how that could get on a lot of nerves. That, combined with her usually gentle and charming personality made her a giant target. If someone asked the mean girls of EZPW who their favorite victim was, Poki and B-Zero would likely be in a stalemate. Her knockout victory against Camila had been a huge turning point in Poki’s career. Dove also thought it was extremely sexy. She certainly wouldn’t mind being trapped under Poki like that, struggling as she was slowly, firmly squeezed unconscious. Dove certainly saw herself as a devious bad girl who deserved to be punished in the grip of a cute, curvy heroine too. Honestly, making new friends is what Dove felt she should be doing. This new friend having a hot, thick dump truck booty was only a bonus. She definitely wanted more hugs from Poki, at any rate. Seeing that Alice and her cameraman were still filming, Poki went back over, giving the camera a wide grin and a wink. “Sorry but Camila’s usual lack of self-discipline. Thanks for supporting me everyone.”, she said, blowing a kiss.



Charli XCX had filmed a segment backstage. Soft-focused in front of a blue and purple star-filled galaxy background, she appeared wearing a fluffy light pink bathrobe opened enough to show some cleavage and her bright pink ring bikini under it. “So, as a lot of people know, I have Chromesthesia, also known as sound-to-color synesthesia. That means, when I hear music, I simultaneously experience colors with it. I like music that is black, red or pink, I hate music that invokes brown or green or yellow. As humans, a great amount of what we experience in life is a matter or perception and our personal perspectives.”, she explained, somewhat gently. “B-Zero, you strike me as an individual has yet to open himself to the truly wondrous spectrum of earthly pleasures. You hang out with sad, wholesome little bores. Their lives are empty, unfulfilled and dull because they hold back from embracing the true joys life has to offer. You have been blessed by the opportunity to get into the ring with me. You, Zero, have an invitation to worship at the altar of sensuality. I shall take your hand a lead you to study the divine grace of sexual pleasure. Now, it is my understanding that your brain might have a few too many Mountain Dew variants and old Beanie Babies floating around in it for you to grasp my intentions, so I’d like to take this time to introduce a very special friend of mine.”, Charli, said, pulling a fluffy bright pink-fuchsia bunny hand puppet on her right hand from behind her back. The puppet had huge blue anime eyes with long purple eyelashes, floppy ears and was wearing a deep purple top hat and matching lace bow tie. “This is Glammy Bun-Bun. As you know, bunnies are quite famous for not allowing themselves to be plagued by sexual hang-ups. So, I’m thinking she could lend some help with your tragic naïveté.”, Charli said with a smirk. The scene cut to a closeup of the puppet, Charli now doing her voice in an impression of a 1980’s American valley girl. “Like, there’s totally so much fun and benevolent joy to explore in our world! It’s ignorant not to take full advantage of it! My girl Charli is a master of erotic adventure. She’s going to take you on a journey that will enrich your life. Everybody knows how comfortable you are with women taking control of situations. All you need to do is step into the ring and surrender to the mystical will your soul, Charli’s soul, the universe and the charmed fate that brought you to the cusp of this enchanting experience. Surrender your spirit, surrender that rad, smooth little body of yours, surrender yourself to Charli and your awakening to what is truly worth pursuing in life begins. It is no secret that being a submissive toy isn’t a challenge for you. Charli will open your mind and pull all your secret desires from your subconscious for you to freely enjoy.”, she said, moving the puppets little arms a bit.



B-Zero giggled, playing the video on his phone for the 4th time. Glammy Bun-Bun was adorable!!! Such a cute puppet! Ok, so, maybe Charli wasn’t sounded any less like a rapist, but that there was money in that puppet. Very compelling. B-Z had a Bachelor’s of Arts in Art Theory. Honestly, designing stuffed animals was probably what he wanted to do most in life, outside of wrestling. Glammy reminded him of Sanrio’s Sugarbunny designs ( [Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register] ). The eyes were much more expressive, though and he liked the giant pupils. In his head, he was thinking Charli has got to take this puppet to Ariana. There needs to be merchandise. He was, of course, cognizant that Charli was trying to make fun of him. It was kind of hilarious, though, even if it made his dream a bit more troubling. It sure sounded like Charli didn’t care much about consent. He was trying not to worry too much. What’s the worst that could happen? Charli turns this into a total sex fight? Sure, she had a bit more sexual experience than him, but he had read a whole lot of anime fan fiction about matches like that. PinkPantheress walked into his dressing room and sat on the fluffy pink couch next to him. “So…….it appears Charli wishes to present you with a bit of a different kind of challenge. Just try to stay aware that you’re in control of your own destiny. Lots of girls around here want to decide what your worth is. Now that’s becoming a bit more carnal. W’ve all seen what you’re capable of inside the ring. You shouldn’t let anyone push you around.”, she said. B-Zero scoffed slightly. “Girl,…...we’re both adults. Charli has…….unique ideas about intimacy. I’m...not some kind of weakling. I can totally fend for myself, ok?”, he said. “Right, then. Just try not to get molested too much...if you don’t want to be.”, Pantheress said before walking off, just as ethereal as usual. Genuinely good advice, he supposed. Pokimane walked into the dressing room giving him her sad puppy eyes. Their friendship was unique. They were always a little too nice to be entirely honest with each other. He wanted to be sensitive about Poki’s past with Charli. Poki’s first match in EZPW had been a loss to Charli, where she had been smothered out in a facesit. Charli was then humping her face in the middle of the ring and the whole ordeal ended with Wolf rushing in to save her and chokeslaming Charli. In his head, Poki was still the physically weakest member of the roster. Even with her recent improvement, he imagined that she would only wind up being humped again if she had a re-match with Charli. “You know that you don’t have to do this match if you aren’t comfortable with it, right?”, Poki said to him as she sat down on the couch. It came across as entirely condescending. Poki had this habit of talking to him like he was a confused little kid. “Imane……..,I appreciate you concern.”, he calmly said. Imane was Poki’s actual name. Her gaming tag is actually a play on the fact that Pokimane and Pokémon are pronounced the same. She had basically accepted the way people were mispronouncing it and the “Poki” nickname partly so that she wouldn’t get sued by Nintendo. “Ok, like, if it gets too gross and freaky, you can always take the countout.”,she told him. He could already imagine Belle laughing at him. He was not going to do that. Running away from Charli would be a humiliating loss for him. There were already a whole lot of co-workers and fans who considered him a pathetic weakling. He imagined Poki thought he was so weak that even she could beat him. He was going to face Charli bravely. Precognitive ass-fucking be damned, he was going to control his own fate. B-Zero gave Poki a consoling nod. “Girl, you can see directly through me.”, he thought.


This was a different kind of nervousness. During his entrance, B-Zero had considered checking under the ring for any sex toys Charli might have stashed there to peg him with. There really wasn’t any way to make that look casual, though. Melody was in the ring, cosplaying as Super Sonico in her nurse outfit, with high black stockings and tall white heeled boots. He hoped he didn’t look too nervous as he waited in his corner for Charli’s entrance. Her entrance theme played ([Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]) as Charli stepped out onto the stage. She was in her fluffy white bathrobe with boots that were actually very similar to what Melody was wearing. She rather swaggered down to the ring, removing her sunglasses at ringside and taking Glammy out of the robe’s pocket to give Belle a kiss on the cheek with the puppet. Belle let out a squeaky little noise of approval as she widely grinned. Charli handed the puppet off to Butters. Shaking her butt a bit on the ring ropes, Charli then got into the ring, slowly removing her robe to reveal her skimpy bright pink and yellow bikini set. Charli handed her robe off to Butters and the blonde went back to her ringside chair, gently folding the robe as she thought about how her place in EZPW may be changing in the near future. B-Z and Charli met in the middle of the ring as the bell rang. “You’re mine now.”, Charli told him with a grin. B-Z pouted a bit, trying not to seem too phased by the spiraling dissonance that had been consuming him today. They locked up in the center of the ring and, immediately, Charli was using her two inch height advantage to put the pressure on him. She smirked as she pressed her boobs against his chest and he was clearly distracted. B-Zero’s eyes went wide as she broke off the lock up, swooped behind him and quickly had him in a sleeper. She slowly grinded her body against him now as she secured the hold. “Now be a good Baby Bear for me. Get nice and worn out and then we can have some real fun.”, she whispered to him. Charli was known for being reasonably fit but her strength was definitely surprising him right now. He let out dazed little moans as Charli was controlling him, dragging him around the ring in the tightening sleeper. Charli was being sure to keep him away from Melody so that she couldn’t check for a chokeout. He let out helpless whimpers as he struggled in the hold, his eyes starting to glaze over now. B-Zero was drooling as he felt himself starting to give in to the sleeper. She suddenly released the hold and he collapsed down to his knees. He wasn’t aware of where he was in the ring at all as Charli propped him up against the bottom turnbuckle. Shaking her hips and running her hands through her hair a bit, Charli then gave herself a wedgie with her bright yellow bikini. B-Zero blinked back to awareness just in time to see Charli’s ass closing in on him for a Stinkface. The booty shaking started off incredibly energetic with high speed gyrations as Charli wasn’t holding back. She was letting out some sexy moans as Melody came over to give a dq count. Charli slowed down now, panting slightly as she slowly methodically rubbed her ass all around his face. By the time that she stepped away from him at the 4 count, his nose had been buried in her butt crack and the ass was covered with his drool. B-Zero was kind of defenseless, his hair messed up, his face all sweaty as Charli pulled him to the center of the ring by the hair and laid him out on his back. The crowd was backing Charli right now after having enjoyed the enthusiastic Stinkface performance. “This little weakling always winds up totally dominated. His submissiveness is almost endearing.”, Belle said. Charli slowly crawled over him now, mounting him in a front facesit as she began slowly steadily humping her crotch against his face. B-Zero feebly moaned under her as Charli was just smothering him, keeping his face in her crotch and not expending much energy. Melody got in close to them to check for a possible submission. Charli crawled off of him and sat him up on the mat, getting close behind him, she wrapped a bodyscissor low around his belly. She began slowly squeezing him now, just applying a bit of pressure in short pulses. Charli grinned as she began slowly rubbing at his nipples now with both hands. “We all know B-Zero wasn’t prepared for this! He should just give up now and let Charli have her way with him!”, Belle declared, seemingly earnestly. B-Z let out a groggy, aroused moan as Charli giggled a bit. “Good boy.”, she told him. She gave him a few hard thrusts in the scissor now before laying him out on his back in the middle of the ring. Charli got on her knees and slowly crawled towards him now, giving a wink to the crowd as she slowly crawled over his body. “Here comes Charli with the certified freaky stuff.”, Wolf announced. “Don’t be a prude! You’re just jealous because you’re not the one in there taking advantage of your favorite little wimp!”, Belle told her. Charli started licking around his belly button. She moved up to licking his chest as the fans were pretty much silent in startled awe. He was groggy, not resisting her as she started licking at his nipples and letting out sexy little moans. “Wuhhh….”, moaned out, dazed as Charli started licking his face. As she moved back down to lick his chest, he could feel Charli pulling at the front of his trunks. “Girl!!!!”, he yelled out, kind of shocked that she was taking it this far. B-Z grabbed her hair in both hands and, with some slight struggle, was able to roll them over so that he was on top of her. “Heh. Looks like I’ve finally awoken something ,Bear.”, Charli said, grinning up at him. He wasn’t going to allow himself to be manipulated. Turning around to mount her chest facing her legs, he then moves batch to drop his crotch down against her face. He gave a few slowly, steady humps to Charli’s face as she let out muffled moans under him. The announce team was a bit more aware of his exact sensual positioning at the moment than he was. He wasn’t traditionally a sex fighter, so this was still new to him. Belle had a goofy grin on her face. “Finally, B-Zero has decided to become slightly entertaining.”, she commented. B-Z moved to lock Charli is a reverse headscissors now. Charli gasped out, caught by surprise. He immediately starts giving Charli fast, firm squeezes in the scissor. He thinks that he had finally found his aggression towards Charli. The day that she had smothered Poki out was the day that he had met Poki. This was months before Dove and Meg arrived in EZPW. He could remember that he found Poki crying in catering after the humiliating facesit loss. He was already very aware of who she was, having been a fan of her Youtube channel. The found the nerve to approach her, they talked, then she hadn’t seen the original Di Gi Charat anime shorts and specials yet, so he went to his dressing room and got his Bluray copy and they watched that in her dressing room. He could remember catering had really good sweet potato fries that day. Aside from Ariana and Wolf, Poki had been his first friend in EZPW. Now he realized the way that he had wanted to defend and protect her from the mean-spirited personalities on the roster had informed the way that he treated Meg and Alice Delish now. So, in a way, Charli had changed his life, or at least his pro wrestling career without even considering it. He was working to give Charli harder, rapid squeezes now as she was letting out some sensual little moans and starting to gently rub at his thighs. He was covered in her slobber now, he didn’t want to give her any opportunity to retake the advantage. He felt Charli beginning to tremble in the scissors now. He tried to ignore her rather sexy moaning and continue punishing her with the hold. He kept giving her hard, fast squeezes until he felt like she was starting to convulse. Releasing the scissor, he turned around to straddle her chest and looked down at her sleepy face. She seemed groggy now, letting out soft little moans. Now was his chance to finish her. He grabbed Charli by the hair and brought her to her wobbly feet. Holding her upright, facing him, he immediately locked his arms around her midsection in the middle of the ring, pulling her into a bearhug. Charli’s eyes went wide for a moment and she let out an audible gasp. He got her pulled in very close against him and began giving the sexy pop star long, deep squeezes in the hug. He tried to focus and apply all of his strength to the hold as she let out some sensual moans. As he kept up the pressure, letting out groans of excursion, Charli’s eyes were starting to flutter and she was beginning to drool a bit in the hug. She was seeming kind of floppy as he brought her down to their knees on the mat, still squeezing her tightly against him. He gave her a very long, continuous bearhug squeeze now, not holding anything back. Charli let out a deep moan before passing out completely in the hug, going limp, her head resting on his shoulder as she drooled on him. Melody quickly checked her and ruled her to be out cold, giving B-Zero the win and calling for the bell. B-Zero laid Charli out on the mat very gently as she sprawled out. Immediately, he went and got a gentle hug from Melody and she raised his arm in victory. He was, of course, overjoyed, as were Melody and Wolf. His entrance theme ([Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]) played as he brightly grinned. As he was moving closer to the ropes to pose for the fans, Nessa Barrett had crawled out from under the ring, slid into the ring and rushed at him, jumping up on his back in a bodyscissor and immediately locking a sleeper on him. “I’m really starting to appreciate the engaging chaos Nessa Barett brings to the ring!”, Belle mentioned. What followed was a sequence of B-Z stumbling around the ring as Nessa sneered, locking the sleeper in tight and bringing him down to his knees. He started to twitch in the tight grip now as his eyes rolled. Nessa brought him down face first to the mat and choked him out cold.


He awoke to Charli and Nessa in some kind of hairpulling catfight, literally rolling over his body on the mat. Nessa was able to roll on top of Charli and now had her in a dirty, two-handed chokehold. Melody helped B-Z to his feet and they got out of the ring. Seeing that he was escaping, Nessa released Charli and rolled out after B-Zero as he was by the commentary table, just beginning to grasp what had happened. “Excuse me”, Wolf said before taking her headset off and walking over to hug B-Z close to her. Belle wasn’t getting involved. SniperWolf glared at Nessa as she approached them. “Ay, yo…..what’s up now? We gonna have a problem?”, asked Nessa. Pokimane was coming down the ramp and she looked pretty angry too. Nessa assessed the situation for a split second before backing away. “You wanna fight him? You’ll get your match. For now, step off.”, Wolf told her as she started heading for the ramp with B-Z. B-Zero grabbed the Glammy puppet from the announce table as they passed. Mostly, he didn’t want Nessa to steal it. “You ok,Bro?”, Wolf asked B-Z as they were heading up the ramp with Poki. “Yeah, I’m fine.”, he said. He could kind of understand what might be bothering Nessa. He had been spending a lot of time hanging out with The Magic Kingdom. Nessa didn’t think Dove and Meg had much in common with them. “We can’t let this get further out of control. This whole crazy situation needs to be settled. I’m gonna go to Ari and see if we can book you two.”,Wolf told him. He nodded in agreement. Barbaric as it personally sounded to him, it was time to settle whatever issue this was with Nessa in the ring. Meanwhile, Nessa had continued her brawl with Charli. The hairpulling went back and forth until Nessa had Charli mounted in a rear naked choke on the mat and quickly put her out as Charli twitched against her.


Minutes later, Victoria was backstage with Dove and Poki. She had seen Nessa’s attack on the monitors backstage. “Ok, girls, when Nessa comes back here, grab her and push her towards me.”, she told them. Alice heard this and began getting filming on her phone. Poki certainly didn’t want to just let Nessa get away with attacking B-Z like that. As Nessa stepped through the curtain, Dove and Poki immediately grabbed her and pushed her at Victoria. Victoria planted her feet, spun around and hit a firm backfist across Nessa’s nose, causing her to yelp out in shock. Within mere seconds, Victoria had wrestled Nessa down in an Undertaker-style “Hell’s Gate” Gogoplata scissor that she called the “Ritual Sacrifice”. Knowing that she was being filmed now, Victoria got into character now as she squeezed Nessa. “For the glory of Chernabog!!!”, she yelled out. Nessa was defenseless, her struggles quickly weakening as Victoria swiftly put her to sleep. Nessa was unconscious, moaning on the floor as Victoria went over to B-Z, giving him a hug. “Sorry you had to deal with her belligerence.”, she gently said to him, giving him a kiss on the neck again. Victoria then lifted Nessa’s limp form up on her shoulders in a fireman’s carry, carrying her back to the Serenity Chamber. Wolf gave B-Z a somewhat stunned look. “Brooooo,….what’s goin’ on there?”, she asked him. “Girl, I know, right?”, Dove added. “She’s….just a very affectionate friend.”, he said. Poki understood that. She grasped that some friends were more affectionate than others. “I gotta bring this footage to the production truck for the after-show…”, Alice said, referring to the EZPW After-Show that was hosted by Wolf and Ariana. “I gotta go over to Ari’s office, I’ll walk you over there, Cutie.”, Wolf told her. Honestly, Alice did like the idea of being escorted by Wolf. The backstage area was kind of dangerous tonight. Charli finally made her way backstage, her hair messed up quite a bit. B-Zero approached her, handing her Glammy Bun-Bun. “Honestly, girl, I see a lot of entertainment value here. You know the absurd level of fondness I have for dolls. I really….think you have something here. Keep at it.”, he said. He was being very sincere. It certainly was no secret that he found cute aesthetics endearing. Charli gave him a slight smile. In her head, she had attempted to make fun of him and failed. She was still kind of trying to figure this guy out. Victoria arrived back at the Serenity Chamber with Nessa still limp. “Get the sage ready, Pantheress. Our girl’s is toxic as fuck right now.”, she noted.

[BZeroKawaii]

Author's Notes:
(Pictured: An anime avatar of B-Zero that I made with an old Flash character generator. I wanted to convey the Sheamus/Paige level of paleness.)

From when I first started this series, I knew that Charli was going to be how the stories became more sexual. She was actually one of the first opponents that I thought of and I wanted her to come in when the characters were already established a little because I knew she would delve into fetish a bit more. I went through some of Charli’s earlier work to be her entrance theme but I chose “Hot Girl” after hearing it over the closing credits of the “Bodies, Bodies, Bodies” movie. I feel like the cocaine references kind of make sense, since all of this takes place in Beverly Hills and there should at least be some vague reference to drugs. I’ve been wanting to make the feud between Poki and Camila Cabello a bit more complicated than Camila just senselessly trying to bully her. So, now, as is evident from this story, Poki is largely innocent but, also, Camila has a reason to target her because Poki treats her like an idiot. Glammy Bun-Bun happened in kind of a unique way. I was watching the return of Bray Wyatt’s Firefly Funhouse on WWE Smackdown and I realized that I’m a bigger fan of those puppets, particularly Rambling Rabbit, than I have ever been of Bray as a wrestler. To me, that’s the most entertaining version of his character. I like how subversive those segments are and, in a way, I kind of think it’s the most adult part of WWE programming. So, I started thinking about why I feel that way and how B-Zero’s love of cute aesthetics crosses over with my own actual personality. In writing it, I debated how much the puppet should be in the scene and how I can make it kind of a off-putting choice without being so ridiculous that it takes away from the story. I came up with Glammy before I had the idea for B-Zero’s dream. I’m actually kind of happy with the way those elements bounce off of each other. I don’t think it would come as any surprise that creepy dolls are my favorite horror genre. The next story is the match with Nessa and it begins with her doing a backstage video segment explaining her motivations.

[BZeroKawaii]

B-Zero V.S. Nessa Barrett

(PICTURED: Nessa Barett, Alice Delish, Pokimane,Camila Cabello, Ariana Grande, Sniper Wolf, Maren Morris, Gal Gadot and B-Z’s figure of Candy from “Fighting Vipers”)


Nessa Barrett had filmed a video backstage. There was a grainy black and white filter on the video as she immediately got to the point, seemingly somewhere near the G-Fuel energy drink machine by catering in the EZPW arena. “B-Zero, it strikes me that you find yourself in a familiar position. See, for you, I don’t think high school was very different from the patterns you find yourself in now. Demeaning yourself, humiliating yourself on a daily basis as you desperately beg for attention from pretty, privileged popular girls. In high school, those girls had a use for you. You could be a willing victim of all of their social drama. Your current objects of affection have two uses for you. You can be their emotional victim backstage and they turn you into their helpless rag doll inside the ring, feeding their own egos claiming superiority over you in front of our fans. I now grasp that you ask for all of this. You chase after dull, exploitative friendships. You chase after acceptance that honestly amounts to nothing meaningful. Everybody is crying for poor Meg now but the truth is that she knew who she was facing. Meg understood the kind of performer I am in the ring when she decided she wanted to target me with her stupid little corporate fascism crusade. Still, lots of people are on Meg’s side because lots of people are easily manipulated. B-Zero, lots of weak people share your view of Meg Donnelly as some kind of endearing All-American girl archetype. This is an airhead who tries to force her own corporate subservience upon absolutely everyone around her. This thoughtless girl who sloppily bulldozes over the feelings of everyone around her, including her blue-haired sycophant, she isn’t any fair representation of what our country should stand for. Despite how intolerable Meg’s personality can be, though, I’ve now realized that I’m not really mad at her. No, see, the blonde Disney Nazi has shown me the truth. Really, B-Z, you’re an extremely shallow human being and my problem is with you.”, Nessa said with a glare. “You. You reached out and gave me the same charming act that you give every single other woman in EZPW, you made me think we had an honest friendship and then you walked away and went straight back to chasing your pretty sadists. You are helplessly addicted to being the victim of cruel narcissists. Of course, there was no part in that for the weird girl who writes songs about death, right? These girls are a collection for you. You go around this company, collecting them just like you do your plushie menagerie that you’re so fascinated by. You abandoned me so easily because I’m not going to be one of your porcelain dolls. I’m not here to lend the confidence you sorely lack, ease your mostly valid insecurities or assure you that all the psychotic mean girls are wrong about you being a defenseless weakling. This is a very dangerous company to be employed by. We see desperate, brutal brawls in the halls of this arena all the time. We, as performers, are all fighting for own personal safety and position on this roster. The truth is, B-Z, that you represent all the substance and toughness of a Hello Kitty Pez dispenser and I’m tired of pretending that isn’t true. All your little cute, fanciful obsessions blend into each other. I’ve seen you speak just as gushingly about Meg as I’ve seen you talk about that 1981 Strawberry Shortcake TV tray that you bought off Ebay. She’s just as valuable to you as an old piece of cheap tin. So, if anybody is looking to survive in EZPW, I would say you are a problematic person to be clung to. You don’t have survival instincts. You are not meant to survive in this company on your own. Meg is the kind of person who is is often accidentally very observant. We all heard what she said about you and she was entirely correct. B-Zero is a pathetic sissy. You’ve made a career out of it. It’s entirely your brand and, to be honest, you usually don’t seem too ashamed of it. This is something that you embrace about yourself an any girl around here who wants a pitiful jobber in the ring embraces about you as well. Here is the part where you’re of some use to me. Make no mistake about it, I’m in this match to kick your ass, B-Z. I’m not trying to get into your pants like skanky Charli. That partnership ended because her sexual obsessions are just as ridiculous as your clingy emotional messes. I now understand that, just like every other member of the roster, I can use your obvious submissive tendencies to cement my place in this company. I think I deserve to have you as my twitching, drooling, helpless victim just as much as anyone else does. Physically victimizing you seems to be kind of a competitive sport in EZPW, and now I have my chance to show everyone what I can do to you. Maybe after I break your body in the ring, we can put an end to the argument of who owns B-Zero most definitively. Considering you’ve already gone through so much trouble in emasculating yourself, maybe I’ll just break your spirit to the point where you’ll accompany me to my matches as my valet.”, Nessa said, giving a somewhat mean smirk. The video was posted online the day of their scheduled match.


It was 6 hours before the start of the show. Pokimane had spent most of the day helping Wolf with training Butters at the gym. Butters hasn’t quite found her confidence in the ring yet and that was entirely something she could relate to. It wasn’t very long ago that she had mostly been known as a jobber in EZPW. She wanted to do all that she could to help Butters prepare to face the cruel ambitions of a large chunk of this roster. Even though B-Zero has now established himself as a formidable wrestler, he still faced mean-spirited jerks aiming to take advantage of him, just like she did. In Poki’s opinion, Nessa Barrett was behaving like a pointlessly cruel, immature brat right now. It seemed like Nessa was just lashing out because of her own emotional issues. Poki waved to Alice Delish who was wearing a headband with floppy white bunny ears as well as a fluffy white hoodie, skinny jeans and furry pink UGG boots. The bunny ears honestly seemed a bit humiliating. Poki was glad Belle Delphine wasn’t personally picking out her outfits. As Camila Cabello came down the hall, Poki immediately knew that this was going to be another senseless altercation. Seeing the look in Camila’s eyes as she began to approach Poki, Alice immediately started filming them on her phone, not wanting to miss what certainly could turn into a vicious catfight. Getting footage of these incidents was part of her job. Alice certainly wanted Ariana, Miss Wolf and the higher ups to think that she was serving EZPW well. Currently, Bastian (her cameraman) was off in catering trying to flirt with Kaia Gerber again. Alice didn’t know why the runty little green-haired guy who was even smaller than her would capture the interest of Cindy Crawford’s daughter. “It looks like none of your buddies are here to save you from me right now.”, Camila said, glaring at Poki. She suddenly lunged at Poki, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her towards her. Poki let out a high-pitched shout. It looked like she was in yet another backstage fight with this illogical cavewoman. Poki grabbed at Camila’s hair with both hands and the two grappled for a moment, letting out some groans of effort before Poki was able to pull her hair free. Quickly, she wrapped her arms around Camila in a bearhug, lifted her up off her feet and, with a running start, slammed her down to the floor with her body on top of her. Camila let out a dazed grown of pain as she splayed out. Pokimane was immediately straddling her belly on the floor. Alice had been a little irritated about having to do Bastian’s job yet again, but she was glad she was getting all of this. Poki began delivering short little slaps to Camila’s face now. For a moment, she considered breast smothering her. Honestly, though, Camila had been incessantly cruel towards her and, if she was going to breast smother her, she’d prefer it be after she was all sweaty after wrestling a long match or maybe after Pilates. If she was going to smother Cabello, she wanted to torture her, so she wanted it to be some kind of scenario where she would have some manner of funky body odor situation going on. She definitely wasn’t musky enough right now. Poki had seen the way Dove Cameron looked at her chest. She imagined Dove would want to get all up in there regardless of funk. The way Poki saw it, breast smothers were either for pleasure or punishment, depending on the situation. She had no interest in giving this angry Keebler elf any nice dreams. Poki kept delivering the little slaps across Camila’s face as she groaned out and her eyes looked a bit unfocused now. Poki grabbed Camila by the hair and pulled towards the wall with her, sitting with her back against the wall as she pulled groggy Camila’s body between her legs. Poki wrapped a figure-4 Bodyscissor around Camila from behind and gave her a few firm, sharp squeezes in it. Camila let out some squeaky little moans in protest. “Time for some payback, you brainless little shit!!!”, Poki yelled at her, her rather cute voice not hiding her seriously fierce intent. Alice gasped slightly, as she had never seen this side of Pokimane before. Poki was giving her some hard, fast squeezes now in the scissor and Camila’s eyes were fluttering as she could feel herself starting to be squeezed out cold. Poki gave a wink, posing for the camera a bit as she kept firmly squeezing Camila. Suddenly, Ariana rushed at them. “Break it up, girls!!!!!”, she said. “Poki! Poki! Let her go.”, Ariana commanded. Poki immediately released Camila, getting to her feet. “Sorry, Ari. You know how she’s been coming after me.”, Poki said, not making eye contact, trying to sound very respectful. Camila gasped out, starting to regain her bearings now. The two girls shot each other another glare as Ariana helped Camila to her feet. While Ari wished her talent could get along better together but she realized these backstage fights were exciting. It was important to have them filmed. “Thanks for catching all of that.”, Ari said to Alice as she gave her a little hug.


An hour later, Ariana was in B-Z’s dressing room, explaining the plans for that night. “So, yunh, we feel that it would be wiser if you and Nessa weren’t just roaming around backstage before this match. Nessa’s little diatribe was awfully mean-spirited. We don’t want anything to jeopardize you two having a fair match, so you’re going to be in Poki’s dressing room until match-time and then you’ll be escorted to the ring.”, Ari explained. They were trying to protect him from Nessa. B-Zero got it, lots of people in this company had sentimental attachments to him. Particularly in management and on the production side, many of the women he worked with frequently felt sorry for him. He was the sad emo orphan. To be fair, he felt like this mentality also played into some of Nessa’s frustrations with him, but he know Ariana meant well. So, he had a blue tote bag with a print of Cinnamoroll (A long-eared puppy who was one of Hello Kitty’s friends. A character he’d love to use as a mascot if EZPW could ever get the rights. The print is of the puppy in a somewhat regal-looking outfit with a crown.). B-Z was a bringing a few energy drinks, his Blu-Ray copy of the “Akira” anime and a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos. “I appreciate everyone looking out for me like this.”, he told Ari, rather earnest as he gave her a gentle hug. Nessa certainly did seem very upset and he’d rather avoid confrontation outside of the ring if possible. Early on in his career in this company, Jessica Simpson had told him that he shouldn’t let anyone get away with making things deeply personal the way Nessa had tried to. Shoot promos (a promo that often unscripted and addressed, often, real life and relationships away from the ring.) were usually seen as extremely disrespectful. B-Z could grasp why Nessa was angry, though and, honestly, the more he thought about what he said, the more he felt like he was walking into this match as the villain. Wolf escorted him to Poki’s dressing room. “Nessa is talking a lot of vicious trash but I don’t want you to worry about any of it. Bro, I’ve got your back and I’m setting something up so that you won’t be out there alone.”, she said to him as they were walking down the hallway. Judging by the grin, she seemed pretty proud of whatever she was planning. He wanted this to be a fair match, but he could understand why precautions were being put in place, given Nessa’s current attitude. “Ok, Poki tells me absolutely everything, so, like, don’t be trying to get frisky, yo.”, Wolf said to him as they entered Poki’s dressing room. Her best friend was about to be alone with the only male on the roster for a while. B-Z was a nice, extremely gentle guy, but she still wanted him to be aware that he shouldn’t try anything with Imane. B-Z wouldn’t dream of it. It was true that Poki was the co-worker he was most physically attracted to, but she was entirely out of his league. Besides, their friendship meant a lot to him and he wouldn’t want to mess that up. Wolf saw how he looked at the Sega Saturn as they walked into the dressing room. She guessed she didn’t have much to worry about. She was an international internet celebrity. She had horny and eccentric fans all around the world but nobody had ever looked at her that way. Wolf chuckled to herself a little as she left. There was a better chance of Poki trying something with him. That wasn’t something Wolf wanted to give much thought to but it was still kind of amusing. Meanwhile, B-Z had a lot on his mind right now. Meg wasn’t returning his texts and he felt it would be overtly awkward if he called her. Nessa was making him out to be the heel in this match and he mostly believed her. He had been up late last night helping Melody finish her Captain Marvel cosplay outfit for tonight and now Poki had a Sega Saturn in her dressing room and he really wanted to play “Virtua Fighter Kids”. He felt like it was an underrated game, he loved the big-headed chibi anime art style of it and it was kind of a unique release since, in 1996, anime hadn’t yet exploded in popularity in the U.S. the way it did a few years later. The fact that this game got released at all here is kind of an anomaly. He liked the Virtua Fighter series a lot and “Virtua Fighter Kids” was even better for his play style than many fighting games, because the reach of the characters was shorter, from them being so compact and close-range fighting worked well with his tendency to use a lot of grapples. This Sega Saturn would likely be older than both him and Poki. The system was discontinued sometime in early 1998. It had been an early showcase for 3D fighting games but had been absolutely slaughtered in sales numbers by the original Sony Playstation. Poki and B-Z exchanged their usual friendly, sycophantic grins. They played “Fighting Vipers” a bit first. B-Z played as his favorite character in the game, Candy (Known as “Honey” in the non-American versions). She was a 16-year old fashion model and costume designer. He had a little plastic figure of her on his vanity in his dressing room. Poki was playing as Picky, a 14-year old skateboarder boy. B-Z had once had a guy friend who constantly criticized his tendency to play as female fighting game characters and the fact that Cammy was his favorite Street Fighter character. That wound up becoming how B-Zero figured out what an incel was and it had doubtlessly reinforced his opinion that male friendships usually didn’t work well for him. “You know they’re basically having us babysit each other, right?”, Poki said. He had definitely grasped that. “Yeah, it seems that way.”, he somewhat meekly replied. “We choose not to be the aggressors around here. We’re the natural prey. We’re the gentle sheep that need to be shielded from the predators.”, Poki said, sounding, to him, a bit less upbeat than usual. He wanted to think of something insightful to say. “I…..don’t think I would change that if I could.”, he stated. The comment was entirely honest. Being in this situation reminded Poki of when she had been a Freshman in high school and had gotten sent to the principal's office for punching a girl who had been bullying her. The ironic thing about that was that she was a member of student council at the time. Truthfully, it wasn’t in Poki’s nature to be overtly combative. Something that she felt she shared with B-Z was not being very comfortable with conflict. “I get it. Camila and Nessa are acting like immature middle school bullies towards us but we have no reason to let that change how we conduct ourselves. We’re the civilized ones, we’re the trying to stay rational. They target us because mistake our lack of blind hostility for weakness. We aren’t weak people, B-Z.”, she said. To be entirely honest, while he would never actually tell her as much, he felt that Poki had antagonized Camila just as much as his behavior had inadvertently antagonized Nessa. She was smarter than most of the people in EZPW and that wasn’t a fact she was shy about. That didn’t mean she deserved to be hunted down by a ruthless sociopath like Camila. Really, it was the kind of barbaric violence that happened backstage in EZPW that kept him from trying to help recruit new competitors. This wasn’t an atmosphere he wanted to be responsible for bringing people into. Even today, he still worried for Melody’s safety sometimes. Even though Poki was showing that she was somewhat capable of defending herself now, he definitely still felt like he needed to protect her. The mean girls were certainly getting the idea that the two of them were good friends. He was happy that, as of yet, Ava Max hadn’t targeted Poki. He did feel like maybe some of Nessa’s comments suggested she had an issue with her, though. “I don’t think this is an environment where you and I are meant to thrive. We’re doing well, though and the mean girls are mad because they can’t understand why.”, he noted. Poki had never considered that. Sure, maybe some of the girls could be jealous of her money, her fame, her millions of fans, her intelligence, but she hadn’t considered that they might be jealous of what she had accomplished inside the ring. That was an intriguing theory. Poki and B-Z played “Virtua Fighter Kids” next. Poki played as Akira Yuki (essentially, in B-Zero’s opinion, the Virtua Fighter version of Ryu from Street Fighter. A little boring but very balanced.) and Kage-Maru the ninja. B-Zero played as Pai Chan and Sarah Bryant. Poki understood that she and B-Zero faced a very similar challenge in EZPW. Poki wasn’t physcially the strongest competitor here, so she had to focus on her technical skills to win. B-Z wasn’t the strongest and also, to her, didn’t seem to be incredibly bright, but he made up for it with his ring skills and bravery. She knew B-Zero had spent a bit of time protecting her in this company now, but, honestly, she wanted to protect him to. She certainly enjoyed having him around and she didn’t want to see any of the cruel bitches they worked with take their bizarre sadism a little too far and put B-Z out of EZPW permanently. Thankfully, she and Wolf had been making some plans and they were going to have a new friend in this company in the near future. Until then, she supposed it was best that she and B-Z tried to watch each other’s backs. “Fighters Megamix” was a cool video game because it featured both Virtua Fighter and Fighting Vipers characters as well as a lot of goofy additions a Mexican green bean and a palm tree (That was the emblem of the development team for these games, Sega AM2). B-Z played as Bark the Polar Bear from “Sonic the Fighters” (who he remembered from being in some Sonic the Hedgehog comics later) and Poki played as the big-headed “Kids” version of Akira Yuki. Then, B-Z played as Hornet (a race car from the “Daytona USA” video game that fought up on it’s back wheels using it’s front wheels like fists.) and Poki chose Picky again. He played Candy again against her Kage-Maru. “So…..I’m thinking we should probably stick together and kind of have a united front around here. Dove and I are getting along pretty well. There’s strength in numbers, eh?”, Poki said. B-Zero nodded. He assumed that was rather heartfelt since it was the first time he’d ever heard her sound Canadian. It did seem like a good plan. “Wait…...United Front…..like old-school Communist China?”, he thought to himself, giggling just slightly. They watched “Akira”, subtitled, because Poki doesn’t like dubbed anime, even though B-Zero really liked the 1989 Streamline Pictures dubbing. As the movie ended, Poki addressed something she had been meaning to talk to her about. “Butters is training to wrestle at our new gym and, honestly, she’s…..not that great in the ring yet. Wolf and I could really use your help. Butters is very determined, you know she’s a very resilient girl, but we could really use your help with training her.”, Poki explained. “Like……...our Butters? Hannah?”, he asked, just a little surprised by this development. She was the most genuinely gentle human being he knew. “Mmm-hmm, yeah, Hannah.”, Poki replied. “I mean, sure. I’d be glad to help her.”, he replied. Hannah was such a nice person. Of course he wanted to help her and, if she was interested in becoming a wrestler, he would certainly want to be part of her training to try to ensure her safety. EZPW was a tough place to compete. He would honestly be worried about Butters wrestling if he didn’t know she was prepared. This united front idea sounded even better now. What if they formed a stable? Maybe, since they were sheep, they could be The Flock? The Compassionate Flock? The Cute Flock? Most people would be surprised by how much he liked Raven’s run in WCW, since the entire brooding post-grunge thing wasn’t really his vibe, but he’d liked the idea of being evocative of Raven’s Flock. The United Flock sounded good. That sounded a bit ominous.

Exciting Poki’s dressing room, B-Z was met by Maren Morris and Gal Gadot. Maren was his height and a little smaller than him. She looked inside the Cinnamoroll tote bag and gave a little scoff as she noticed the unopened bag of Doritos. “You brought toxic junk food to a woman on a Paleo diet? Like, that’s a little insulting. Make smarter decisions, Baby Bear.”, she noted. This whole maternal thing with Maren wasn’t new. To be honest, she kind of treated everyone this way. Maybe it just seemed to stand out to him more because he was the only guy on the roster, but she tended to be even more like this with Bastian. “So…...in preparation for one of the most emotionally-charged matches in your entire career, you sat around playing video games and watching cartoons with your little friend…...like an elementary school kid on a snow day?”, Maren asked him. It sounded like stereotypical Gen Z behavior to her. “Poki had a Sega Saturn. I wanted to play Virtua Fighter. It’s not…..like anything I could do would calm Nessa down right now anyway. I’m…..trying not to make this personal for me.”, he gently said. He didn’t want to call this nagging. He realized that, actually, Maren was a mom, she had a two year-old son at home. Gal had three kids. Sometimes he wondered if maybe all the immature chaos backstage in EZPW played into their roles as peacekeepers because of that. They stopped by his dressing room for him to drop off the tote bag. “Are you hydrating enough or just drowning yourself in sugar and caffeine like usual?”, Maren asked him. “Girl, I……,….I’m trying to drink enough water.”, he responded. “You gotta start working on a decent skincare routine. You have the whole young CW teen drama actor thing going now, but considering the beatings you take in the ring and how you put your body on the line, you could be looking like Terry Funk by the time you’re 30.”, Maren cautioned, eliciting a chuckle from Gal. “My friends are social media influencers and ex-Disney Channel stars. I think I’m making the right connections to stay ahead of that.”, he said. So, now, he was in his ring robe, heading down to the Gorilla position. “We’re you’re back-up, Mighty Mouse.”, Gal said to him. He was building a lot of nicknames but he didn’t mind this one. Of course, he actually liked the character and the Andy Kaufman allusion was clever. So, Gal in her Wonder Woman costume and Maren in her shimmery pink cowgirl hat (with matching sports bra, short trunks and thigh-high heeled boots) headed down to the stage with him.


This was going to be a match where he certainly wasn’t looking to play the martyr. B-Z was in the ring waiting for Nessa’s entrance as Gal was sitting at the commentary table for Wolf and Belle and Maren was sitting beside Butters’ area ringside. Nessa’s theme began playing ([Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]) as the glittery deep purple lighting of her entrance filled the arena. Nessa appeared on the stage in the black veil she usually wore for her entrance and her usual black ring gear. She slowly stalked to the ring now. B-Z knew that he needed to try to stay calm if he was going to keep Nessa from dictating the tone of this match with her current spiteful mood. She was quite a bit smaller than him and, facing her as she got in the ring now, that stood out more than usual. Nessa’s height was disputed. Some sources say she’s 5’4”, some say she’s 4’11”. Right now, she looked more like 4’11” and was only around 110 pounds or so. Nessa glared at him as the bell rang and they met in the middle of the ring. “Kind of cowardly to bring your middle-aged fan club out here with you.”, Nessa said to him with a sneer. “Firstly, not my idea. Secondly, they’re only out here to make sure you don’t kill me. Take the compliment.”, he said to her. Nessa let out a slight giggle that, to him, at least signified she wasn’t looking to be irrationally bloodthirsty in this match. They locked up in the middle of the ring and, immediately, Nessa broke away, swooped behind him and pulled his hair a bit to get some leverage, then getting her hand over his nose and mouth to smother him. Nessa was dragging him around the ring in this smother now, grinning and chuckling a little as she seemed to be taking control quickly. B-Z was flailing a bit in her grip but his struggling already seemed to be slowing down a little. “Looks like another swift trip to Jobber Dreamland for everyone’s favorite little rag doll.”, Belle said with a slight cackle. Nessa released the smother and, keeping hold is his hair as she got back in front of him, drove her right knee hard into his belly, sending him down on all fours on the mat, gasping. She ran to the ropes and rebounded, coming at him with an attempt to curb stomp his face into the mat but he was able to roll out of the way. Back to his feet now, B-Z closed in on Nessa and wrapped his arms around his thin midsection for a bearhug. Nessa immediately let out a high-pitched squeaky noise. He gave her a few hard, fast squeezes in the hug before, with a grunt of effort, lifting her up off of her feet. “His bearhug served B-Z well against Charli. It seems like he wants to employ that strategy again, even though he isn’t exactly famous for his upper body strength.”, Gal stated on commentary. Little Nessa was letting out some squeaks now that sounded a bit desperate. B-Z was struggling to control her in the hold but she did a double bell clap at the sides of his head and immediately followed it up with another, forcing him to let her go. Wobble on her feet just slightly, Nessa then gave B-Z a firm kick to the belly and, hooking his arms, then dropped him to the mat with a hard double-arm DDT. B-Z was face down, groaning, his hair considerably in his face on the mat now. Nessa rolled him over and dragged him to the corner by the hair. Setting him up sitting against the bottom turnbuckle, Nessa began delivering firm, fast stomps to his belly now. He was letting out some grunts of pain as Melody was coming in to break it up. Nessa grabbed him by the hair and dragged him back to his feet, getting him to the center of the ring. B-Z tried to shake his grogginess off, hitting a backhand chop across her chest. Nessa let out a slightly shocked gasp before giving him a hard slap across the face. He hit another backhand slap on her chest and she followed with another firm face slap before, kicking him hard in the belly, doubling him over, setting him up and hitting him with a Stone Cold Stunner. B-Zero flopped backwards to the mat, splayed out, his body twitching a bit. He was letting out some stunned groans as Nessa rolled him to his belly and got him in a side headlock, working it into a Bulldog Choke sleeper. She’s working the side headlock choke on him on the mat now, feeling him tremble in the hold as he’s looking pretty groggy. “I don’t know how long B-Z can last in this! Nessa may get a quick knockout!”, Wolf commented. B-Z was letting out some tired groans as he appeared to be fading in the choke, his eyes fluttering a bit. Just as Melody was about to get in close to check him, he was able to roll them to the side but Nessa grinned, keeping the Bulldog Choke locked on and rolling through, sitting on the mat with him in the choke now. Nessa wasn’t paying attention to their ring positioning, though, as she was feeling very confident now. Most of the crowd was cheering for him to escape. B-Z was starting to gurgle in the tight grip a bit but he was able to get his left leg up on the ropes to force the break. Nessa took the full four count from Melody before breaking the choke. B-Z slowly crawled to the ropes, rolling under to the outside mats and catching his breath a bit as Nessa followed him. Seeing her cruel smirk gave him the idea that he should created some space for a bit. Fleeing to the side of the ring in front of the announce table, B-Zero turned back to be tackled down to the outside mats by Nessa with a Thesz press, as she had gotten a running start. Nessa mounted his belly and began delivering hard slaps across his face. “Let him up, you little brat!!!”, Maren yelled at Nessa. Nessa got off of B-Z and strode over to Maren with a mean smirk, getting right in front of her. “I don’t think you want any problem with me, lady!”, Nessa said. Maren was honestly a little intimidated. Nessa returned to B-Z, dragging him up by the hair and giving him a few firm little knees to the belly before dragging him past Maren and to the side of the ring. Setting him on his wobbly feet, Nessa then reared back and gave him a very hard backhand slap across the face, sending him splaying out on the outside mats with a shocked groan, letting out some spit on the mat in the process. Nessa rolled back into the ring now, having gotten an 8 count from Melody (EZPW operating under a 20-count rule for Count-Outs.). Nessa strutted around the ring a bit, running her hands through her hair and giving some mean looks out to the booing crowd. As B-Z was staggering back to his feet, she bounced off the far ropes and dove through the middle rope at him, taking him to the outside mats with a dangerous flying clothesline across his neck. B-Z let out a dazed gasp, Nessa on top of him now. If he had been more aware of what had just occurred, he would probably be upset with Nessa for trying something so risky. She didn’t have a ton of ring experience yet. In his opinion, this was stupid. Nessa made her way back to her feet, dragging B-Z up by the hair and getting him directly in front of Maren as she locked him in a sleeper. Nessa grinned as she was tightening the hold and B-Z was obviously fading in it. Nessa dragged him away from the announce table and to the ramp in the sleeper now. Melody was at a 7 count now. Standing on the ramp with him, Nessa locked his head between her thighs and set him up for a piledriver. B-Z groaned, struggling slightly as she attempted to lift him up for it. She made another attempt and he planted his feet, trying to struggle against her grip. As she made a third attempt, B-Z gave her a backdrop out of the hold and Nessa let out a shrill, devastated scream of pain as her back collided with the metal ramp. B-Z wiped his hair out of his face a bit and turned back to Nessa. She was splayed out on the ramp, her small body writhing in agony as she was letting out weak little groans. B-Z dragged her back up to her wobbly feet by the hair now. She threw a weak little punch at his belly. There wasn’t much behind it right now and he dragged her by the hair to ringside. He scooped her up off her feet as she let out some low, dazed moans and hit with her with a backbreaker across his knee. There wasn’t a lot of response aside from her gentle little moans, her eyes fluttering a little. He imagined that it was up to him to end this match now and try to protect Nessa. He splayed her out on her back now on the outside mats and climbed back into the ring as Melody’s count as at 16. He climbed up onto the top turnbuckle in his corner and judged the distance a bit before diving down at Nessa, doing an elbow drop into her belly. Nessa let out a high-pitched, sleepy noise as she writhed under him. He had a plan now. Rolling her back into the ring, he got her on her wobbly legs and lifted her up in his arms, carrying her and placing her sitting on the top turnbuckle, facing the ring. He climbed up after her and pulling her close, he whispered to her. “It’s ok, girl. I got you. You’re safe.”. He imagined this was a good idea, since he could control her trajectory well and make sure she didn’t needlessly get hurt. He hooked her up and then did a Superplex with her to the center of the ring. The crowd was cheering him pretty firmly now. B-Z called Melody over as he got behind Nessa on the mat and locked her in a sleeper while putting her in a bodyscissor. He imagined it might be best if the crowd didn’t know that she was in rough shape right now, so he rolled to the side, away from the near fans. Nessa was immediately drooling in the sleeper as her eyes fluttered. Melody checked her arm and it fell totally limp all three times. Melody called for the bell and his theme played ([Only Registered Users Can See LinksClick Here To Register]). Melody raised his arm and he gave a wink and a grin out to the crowd, but he wasn’t in the mood to celebrate. He got out of the ring and went to the announce table. “I think the ramp bump was a little rough.”, he told Wolf. “Like,……..maybe we should get the medics……..”, he said, before looking back into the ring where Nessa was already sitting up on the mat, looking at him with a non-malicious grin. “Well,….we’ll see…..”, he said to Wolf, before rolling back into the ring, slowly approaching Nessa. With an entirely benevolent and slightly concerned look, he offered her a hand to help her up. Nessa took it, giving him a big hug as she got back to her feet. “I think we should do a cuddle session.”, she gently said to him as he helped her up the ramp and they approached the stage. Well, considering what he believed himself to stand for and how emotional the build-up of this match had been, that didn’t sound like a horrible idea to him. “I’m….really sorry about everything, Golgo. I’m sorry I put you through that.”, Nessa said to him back in the Gorilla Position. “I…..didn’t realize how hurtful I had been towards you. You were entitled to be upset.”, he responded. Golgo Riva. Usually, only Butters called him by his actual name. It was a rather unique first name. In fact, he had never known or heard of anybody else actually named Golgo. It came from the manga series “Golgo 13”, where it was the code name for a professional hitman named Duke Togo. B-Z’s mom had read the manga at some point and then read a reference book about manga in the early 1980’s that mentioned the origin of the name. In the manga, Golgo is short for Golgotha. Golgotha is better known by it’s Latin name, translating to Calvary or Calvary Hill. So, in this roundabout way, B-Zero was named after the location of Christ’s crucifixion. This is why Victoria Justice’s suggestion that he served the role of a martyr in EZPW had captured his imagination the way that it did. It made him think about destiny and how much an individual can control their place in the world. 19 years after he was born, his mom was a casualty of the opioid epidemic. Now he wondered about what ethereal forces of fate could make his name mean something more than just a weird choice made by a lady who suffered with bipolar disorder and liked a manga once. “Can….can Melody come to the Serenity Chamber?”, he asked Nessa, after being lost in his thoughts for a moment. Nessa gave him a gentle grin. “I’ll ask Victoria.”, she responded. Nessa saw Dove, Meg and Poki as they were exiting the Gorilla position. She grasped that B-Z obviously needed some time with Meg now. She didn’t want to intrude with that or start any further drama with Meg. “I’ll see you in a bit, then.”, Nessa said as she headed back to the Serenity Chamber.


(Author’s Note: I’ll post the epilogue for this story next. I wanted to start breaking the stories up that way since they always have the structure of the epilogue, the match and then the prologue.)

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B-ZERO V.S. NESSA BARRETT – EPILOGUE:


(Pictured: Meg Donnelly, Dove Cameron and Victoria Justice)


Camila Cabello sulked away from Poki, Dove and Meg, heading back to her dressing room. Imane didn’t particularly believe in luck or any concept of fate, but she imagined that The Magic Kingdom coming along when they did had been a fortune occurrence for her. Camila had wanted to fight again. Poki was bigger than her, clearly smarter than her and, as recently proven, stronger than her, so she didn’t know why Camila remained so hostile. There were plenty of other girls she could try to flex her phony sense of superiority on. The way Poki saw it, her natural charm and ability to put forward a friendly public face were two of her strong points. So, then, pretending to respect Meg and acting as if she didn’t consider to be an immature moron shouldn’t be a difficult task. Doubtlessly, Camila wasn’t going to be the only source of adversity she faced in EZPW. Poki realized that Meg Donnelly had a bit more physical strength than a lot of the other girls on the roster, so endearing herself to Meg would provide some strategic leverage. If Dove’s partnership with her was any evidence, manipulating Meg to get what you want is fairly easy. Poki had seen Dove give Meg direction and find a lot of success in that. Surviving in this company and not having to constantly worry about the next angry weirdo who wanted to make an example out of her, Poki imagined, was going to require smart alliances on her part. B-Z wore his heart on his sleeve and was the subject of a lot of sympathy and/or pity backstage. It was an easy train to hitch onto and Poki had a talent for feigning whatever innocence she lacked. Maybe she didn’t need Wolf constantly fighting her battles anymore. With her new friends and her growing ring skills, she could Tweety Bird her way to the top of EZPW. She did think B-Z had the same thing in common with Tweety that she did. Plausible innocence. Usually, unless Tweety is outright violently attacking Sylvester, there can be at least some engaging argument to be made that he is an innocent victim of circumstance. Part of what is so fun about the character is the ambiguity of his intentions. Meg saw Poki as a snooty weakling who couldn’t fight her own battles. Dove had said they should endear themselves to Poki, though, because she’s book smart. Meg knew the truth. Dove was attracted to the uppity little dork. Dove wanted to exchange headscissor holds with her, or whatever it was two girls do together (Meg was pretty sure it was headscissors.). “You wanna go down to the sauna?”, Poki asked Dove. The arena had a sauna down in the basement. Dove gave an enthusiastic nod before immediately heading off to the Magic Kingdom dressing room. Poki had seen the way Dove looks at her. Dove was obviously into her and Poki imagined now was a good time to start figuring out how useful that could be. Meg’s eyes lit up as she saw B-Z making his way backstage. B-Z approached her slowly, not quite exactly knowing what to expect after having been ghosted by her since the Nessa incident. “Buddy!!!! There’s my big, brave hero!!!”, Meg said, wrapping her arms around him in a big hug. He was currently trying not to cry. “I….didn’t know if you were ok. I……...had only heard what Dove told me….”,he calmly said, attempting to hide how honestly worried he had been. Meg gently rubbed at his back. “I’m fine, thanks to you! I…….said some hurtful things that weren’t very accurate, but you were absolutely there for me when it mattered. You were like my own personal guardian angel that night and now, well,….now you’ve avenged me.”, Meg said with a grin, putting her head on his shoulder. “What we do in the ring can be dangerous. We all face a lot of risks but now I know you and I can depend on each other.”,Meg said to him. B-Zero was slightly confused. He wasn’t sure exactly how manipulative this friendship was. It sounded like Meg was kind of just saying what she thought he wanted to hear. He knew what he brought to this friendship, but did she actually care about him? Was this a mutual friendship? I mean, Meg was a serviceable, but was she talented enough to gaslight him into believing she cared about him if she didn’t? He doubted that. That was a bit more on Dove’s level of talent. Dove returned now, wearing a fluffy pink bathrobe over a frilly pink bikini with a pink Disney licensed beach towel that had a print of Marie the kitten from “Aristocats” on it. Both Poki and Meg chuckled slightly at the awkwardness of how quickly she had changed.

An hour later, after getting a text confirmation from Victoria, B-Z and Melody headed to the Serenity Chamber. “Ok, Girl, I promise…….they aren’t doing drugs. It looks like a drug situation but….this is just what they’re into.”, B-Z explained to Melody before they entered the blue-lit room. Melody had two jobs before EZPW. She was a teen drug counselor and she was a trained professional street mime. 4 minutes later, he was under the pink blanket with Nessa on the couch. He was the big spoon this time, which was new. “So,…...I realize that I can be extremely emotionally needy.”, B-Zero began to explain. “Part of the reason why I didn’t respond to your promo is because I didn’t want to escalate the situation but I also grasped that you made a lot of good points. I wasn’t considering your feelings enough. Thank you for making me aware of that.”, he said to Nessa. “Honestly, I was kind of in my own head a bit. I didn’t have the right to try to belittle you for who you are and how you present yourself. Clearly, my comments were just as ignorant as Meg calling you a sissy. I’m….going to try to be more sensitive to your feelings.”, Nessa said. She thought that maybe it wasn’t a massive commitment on her part, but it was honest. 5 minute later, Nessa was under the blanket with Melody as B-Z was at the other end of the couch, sitting in Victoria Justice’s lap as she gently rubbed at his left bicep. “Your attitude towards B-Z in that video was very triggering for me. I’ve been defending this gentle soul from bullies since before we were tweens. Your behavior was a threat to my professional role in EZPW. I try to take my job seriously. I don’t want this to become a personal issue between us, so, I don’t want to see that mean-spirited behavior from you again.”, Melody said. “Understandable.”, Nessa plainly responded. The truth was that Melody’s family had immigrated to America from Russia right before she had entered the second grade. She had been defending B-Zero from bullies since before she was even fluent in English. B-Z’s trunks were sticking on Victoria’s leather pants. For a moment, he was afraid of hurting her worse than he actually did in their match. There was a “scrrrr” sound as he adjusted a bit he got unstuck. B-Z was just now remembering the diving clothesline that Nessa had done to the outside on him. Brainlessly dangerous. He didn’t want to confront her about it, though, because he also knew that Nessa took pride in her reckless ring style.


Meg was in Magic Kingdom dressing room, watching the finish of B-Z’s match with Nessa It certainly seemed like she had an obedient pet. “Good Doggy”, she thought. Bastian was sitting on the couch with her and they were having a supreme pizza that she had ordered. Bastian had asked Kaia out on a date again, resulting in her refusing and then threatening to choke him out in a sleeper, so he was hiding out here for now. “See, little guy, Nessa was all wonky from the backdrop, B-Z could have just finished her off with the bodyscissor sleeper, but he gave her the superplex because he wanted her to suffer more for what she had done to me.”, Meg explained. She was using this opportunity to kind of test market the idea of B-Z as her submissive lackey. It sure seemed to Bastian like some women could be really clingy. Honestly, B-Z, to him, totally seemed to be into that but it definitely wasn’t his vibe. Bastian imagined that B-Zero had a whole lot of complicated drama coming his way, but he could keep a secret.

Half an hour later, B-Z met Poki backstage. “We’re….booked against each other on the next show.”, she told him. “How do you feel about that?”, she asked, slightly blurting it out. Honestly, to B-Z, Imane had the spiritual energy of a golden retriever puppy. Absolutely adorable, innocent and full of optimistic enchantment. Almost otherworldly in benevolent refinement. So, the idea of facing her in a wrestling match was a challenge he hadn’t faced before. “I think…….we should be able to put on an entertaining match.”, he meekly responded. Poki gently hugged him. “We’ve both worked very hard for our confidence in the ring, so I would never dream of attempting to take that away from you. That being said, I think I can kick your butt. You’re also…..entitled to think that this could be an easy match for you.”, she said. He sighed just slightly. She was being nice about it, but the list of women who desired to assert dominance over him continued to grow. “Thanks, Imane. It…...means a lot to me that you’re being so rational about this.”, he said. They went off to catering to get strawberry-banana smoothies. “I was wondering…...who’s your favorite Looney Tunes character?”, Poki asked him. “Tweety. He’s cute and I like his personality.”, B-Z immediately responded. “Same”, Poki said, chucking a little bit. She had definitely guessed that they were on the same page.

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Author’s Notes:

(Pictured: Two pics of Bastian that I made with old anime Flash avatar creators. The features are just a bit more accurate in the chibi one.)


This was a massive story for character development. I always meant for the Nessa incident with Meg to reveal a lot. I knew from the start that B-Z’s real name was Golgo Riva. Riva is a last name I had been considered for the main character in a novel series I had been considering. In this case, it’s origin is French. Like Poki, he is also a first-generation American. Poki moved to Los Angeles from Canada when she was around 20, B-Z’s parents are from France, moved to the states in the very early 90’s and then had him. I wanted how he wound up with the EZPW gig originally to make some kind of sense, so, in his backstory, B-Z’s grandfather, on his dad’s side, is a French film director that I’m largely basing on Federico Fellini, in what his work had been like. B-Z’s dad had been a conceptual artist and his mom was a burlesque dancer. What I didn’t realize when I came up with the idea is that Golgo isn’t an actual name. So, I kind of had to backtrack through where I got it from and what it means to B-Z given the context of the manga and attribute it to his mom who had liked the Calvary idea. Poki’s Tweety Bird ideas are basically just how I feel about Tweety. I feel like it also applies to how I write Poki, so I added that. I wanted to, with this story, start leaving Poki’s motives a little more up to interpretation. I still see her as a heroine but she’s also entirely aware of how she excels at manipulating people. Bastian debuts in this story and he’s a 21-year old college student as well as being Alice’s cameraman. He’s really tiny, smaller than B-Z and the same height as Nessa, 4’11”. I kind of tried to give a very concise view of his personality in his appearance with Meg. Like, B-Z, he’s also very pale, his eyes are purple like the chibi anime pic I made of him and his hair is similar to that pic too. Otherwise, I’m kind of thinking he sort of looks like a petite version of 2003 Gerard Way.

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AUTHOR'S NOTES:
I just wanted to mention that Nessa's style in the ring and in her promos was slightly based upon Jon Moxley. Also, my original idea for her flying clothesline through the ropes was going to be her clotheslining B-Z against the ropes and following through to the outside, Cactus Jack style. I started thinking about how tiny Nessa is, though and it just wouldn't make logical sense, momentum-wise. I also considered adding some of Vampiro's moves to her moveset and that might be something I do in future stories. I have a pretty good feel for how I'm portraying Sniper Wolf now. The way she talks when not on commentary (based on how she comes across in her youtube videos) has a Stallone energy to it but she sounds a little bit more like Scott Hall. That gave me the idea that I could also kind of use this characterization to pay tribute to him a bit. So, in that same way that Dove wrestles a bit like HBK, Wolf sometimes has Razor Ramon vibes.