I sit in one of the conference rooms in the arena, waiting for the Bikini Boxing Champion, Monica The Magnificent.
After another 45 minutes, Monica joins me in the conference room, and sits down across from me, and of course she’s carrying her newly won championship belt.
“Monica, thank you for joining me, and may I say, congratulations on your impressive victory tonight.”
“Thank you, and, thank you, the pleasure is all mine. I have to ask though, Mr. Steve, did I see you holding hands with Ivanna?”
“Wow! We didn’t think anyone saw that, but, yes, we were holding hands. Ok...enough about me. I need to ask. How satisfying was it to beat Patricia as soundly as you did tonight?”
“It was a very satisfying victory, mainly because I won this new shiny gold belt! Thank you for making it just for me, Mr. Steve.” She says, standing and blowing a kiss my way.
I look at her and chuckle.
“What’s so funny?” She asks.
“Nothing. Shall we continue?” I ask.
She nods her head yes.
“Monica, it was brought to my attention that you already have a challenger to your Bikini Boxing championship. Are you prepared to accept the challenge of Destiny Dumon?”
“Wow! A challenger? That quick? It doesn’t matter if it’s Destiny Dumon, or anybody else in that locker room, no one is taking this title from me. Yes! I accept. By the way, is it true that Patricia challenged Ivanna to a bikini contest? You’re really going to let your pretty little girlfriend fight?” Monica asks, laughing slightly
“Ivanna isn’t my girlfriend, we were just holding hands. And for the record, she’s the Bikini Contest Champion, she can fight whoever she wants.”
“Just face it, Mr. Steve, your girlfreinds bra size is bigger than her IQ, if you hadn’t made me sign that stupid contract promising to stay away from Ivanna, I’d kick her ass right now.”
“Fair enough. Can we get back to the interview? I promise I won’t take up much more of your time.”
“Suit yourself, Mr. Steve”
“Is there anyone on the roster you’d like to face? This is your chance to lay down a challenge, could be another champion, could be just a contender. Who would it be, and why?”
“Seriously? You’re seriously asking me that question? I’ll give you the answer in one word...Ivanna, the reason? Because I saw you two holding hands during my fight tonight.” Monica yells, standing up and pacing around the room.
“Monica, sit down, I have just two more questions for you, then you can go.”
“Ok, fine.”
“Why are you so upset that I was holding hands with Ivanna tonight?”
“Ivanna, simply put, is a bitch, much like Patricia, she stole my boyfriend, and I know Ivanna is just getting close to you so she can get special treatment and get out of defending her title.”
“That’s not the case at all, after your fight, Ivanna made sure the contract was drawn up for her next title defense against Patricia. I do intend to ask Ivanna if she’d like to be my assistant though.”
“I KNEW IT! The special treatment is already starting, first she’s your assistant, then she goes several months without defending her title. This is bullshit, Mr. Steve.”
“Calm down, Monica. I was planning on asking Ivanna all along, even before tonight happened. But, one more question, are you ready?”
Monica nods her head ‘Yes’
“I’ve been asked about this by several fans, would you be open to defending your title against either KOA Champion Cali Danger or Celebrity MMA Champion Demi Lovato?”
“Yes, I mean, I would make quick work of anyone I get in the ring with, just like I’ll make quick work of Destiny Dumon. Can I leave now?”
“Yes, thank you for your time, Monica.”
Monica gets up and leaves the room.
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