Selena Frost vs. Polly Pingotti

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Villain of the Year

”But not a drop to drink!”

New York Aquarium
Brooklyn, New York
April 27th, 2024
4:19pm

The rain had begun to let up bit by bit as the hours ticked away – the Frost wives had noticed that as they had rushed from building to building within the aquarium: how the rainfall frequency was lessening, how the raindrops splashed into the ground and puddles less, how much easier it was to stay dry when making the small trek between attractions.

For Selena, it had been a good day – no, she could admit it to herself, it had been a great day. From the word ‘go’, Deanna had taken charge, picking the direction for them to go. Like a kid at Christmas… she thought to herself, allowing a genuine smile to cross her features.

This always happened when she adopted the role of ‘Chica’ and left Selena Frost behind. After an hour, sometimes more, she could feel it. Bit by bit… the focus shifting to her and Deanna… ‘Evelyn’, it didn’t really matter to Selena the whole ‘names’ thing but she maintained it best she could due to it working with them in these moments… able to just be a woman in love - Can I still really be that? Or am I just fooling myself? she had often asked herself that during such times but she eventually, as the hours slipped by with her beloved wife, let such thoughts fade as she did her best to allow herself to be happy.

Still, even with it happening today, she had been unable to truly shake the presence of the ‘devil’, or rather, her desire to talk about work. About SCW.

Even after seeing the otters, the sharks, the octopi, the squids, and more fishes than she could possibly name swimming about, she had been unable to shake her conversation with the Canadian Heartbreak Kid from her mind. What was more alarming for her, mentally, was how Deanna hadn’t even brought it up. Hadn’t even been upset about the matter. She had just… not been interested in talking about, choosing to laugh and enjoy the day with her wife - Something YOU should be doing! her own mind chastised.

Casting her gaze up, the platinum-blonde spotted her wife a few yards ahead. The pair were surrounded by glass, walking through the ‘underwater tunnel’ of the aquarium, so built so allow visitors to see fish swimming all around and above them. The light refracted from the water and glass, casting beautiful glows on the floor and the water was a gorgeous blue. Deanna, fully dry now, continued to wave Selena over from where she stood near the glass wall. Making her way over, Selena quickly offered a smile.

“What is it?” she asked, gazing into the waters beyond the glass. “More fish?”

“Yeah, but watch this!” Deanna replied excitedly, grabbing Selena’s pale hand with both of hers. “Press it to the wall… watch! Watch! Watch!” she giddily demanded, pressing Selena’s hand against the glass. It took a moment for something to happen, but slowly, several fish – a school of silver ones – started fluttering to the flat hand on glass. For a moment, Selena merely watched as the dozen or so tiny fish seemed to try and get to her hand by going through the glass, which of course was not happening. Still, as Deanna moved Selena’s hand across the glass, the fish followed, desperately trying to be part of Selena, it would seem.

The Snow Queen barely noticed it. Yes, it was cool and funny and as Deanna made the world champion’s hand do ‘loop-de-loops’ by guiding the hand along the glass, causing the fish to follow, Selena did laugh a little; but she was too distracted to fully appreciate it.

Too distracted by the warmth of her wife’s hands on her one hand. It was like putting one’s hand under hot water from the sink to warm it up. Pleasant and soothing and Selena didn’t want it to stop.

She didn’t want any of this to stop. Deanna’s smiles, her laughter, holding Selena’s hand like this. She didn’t want any of it to stop today… or ever. And yet…

”Even over Deanna and her title defense against Adam Brock?” That damn Alex and that damn question persisted, fueling her guilt and worry over her wife’s reaction. Why hadn’t Deanna chastised her yet? Made her explain? Something! Selena wanted to explain, had wanted to all day – that’s why she had chosen such an ‘out-of-the-way’ date option. As a way to explain the situation that Alex and others seemed insistent to keep bringing up.

Why the hell did people feel the need to do that anyway?! Her mind growled at the thought. Her marriage was nobody’s business! Both Deanna and herself were doing amazing in the ring! She as the world champion, dominant and ensuring the integrity of the world title being on HER terms of title defenses and finding ‘the best’ of SCW and Deanna drawing closer and closer to a year-long reign as United States Champion. Yet, all people wanted to talk about was their marriage and how they weren’t ‘running around together’ anymore or whatever! And Alex… ever stirring the damn pot!

For a moment, Selena thought about the whole Will Smith/Chris Rock Academy awards incident – and how she wouldn’t mind slapping the taste out of CHBK’s mouth like that for his remarks. Still, that wasn’t the issue right now. Feeling her wife’s hands on her left one, her focus re-shifted back to where it belonged.

“Deanna…” she whispered, stopping her hand and turning it to grasp onto both of Deanna’s as best as she could, instantly getting the redhead’s attention. “I…”

“Oh nooooo….” Whined the redhead instantly dropping the taller woman’s hands. “I know that look.” She sighed, backing away a little to lean her back against the glass, her arms crossing her chest. “You want to talk about work, don’t you?”

“I…” Selena sighed. “You’re too good at that.”
“Nearly ten years of marriage, baby.” Deanna shrugged, her tone teasing but still heavy with dismay. “Do we have to?”

“Just…” Selena tried, lifting her hands and then dropping them. “Can we just hit ‘pause’ on Chica and Evelyn for a minute. I’ve just been bothered by things and I… I can’t stop thinking about it.”

“And I don’t want to think about it.” Deanna huffed. “I injured a man.” She shook her head. “I may have put him on the shelf for gods’ know how long.”

Immediately, Selena’s head jerked up. “You’re not blaming yourself for that, are you?” She took a step closer. “Deanna… it was a freak accident. It could happen to anyone. It happened to Chris Cannon when I faced him years ago. It just… it happens.”

Deanna merely shook her head. “I’m still responsible.” She whispered under her breath before turning her head to eye her wife. “Alright… pause.” She added with a sigh, bracing herself more so against the glass.

“Okay… pause.” Selena took a deep breath, dropping everything ‘Chica-esque’ and allowing her mind to focus on work – like only Selena Frost knew how to do. “First… get over it.”

“What?” Deanna asked in slight surprise.
“I watched your match with Adam, alright? Nobody made him go up on that turnbuckle. It’s called ‘high-risk’ for a reason. If you hadn’t stopped him, he would have possibly injured you with whatever he had planned when he picked you up, okay?”

While she didn’t agree, Deanna slowly shrugged her shoulders, Selena knowing the redhead well-enough to know that was an ‘I suppose’ shrug.

“You’re getting better and better, Deanna. You’re also a champion. People are going to want to use you to better their own status.” Selena explained, her voice a little rougher. “And you don’t have the protections in play that I do.”

“I don’t need them.” Deanna pressed. “You have your way of doing things-“
“And you have yours.” Selena nodded with a wave of her hand. “I’m not going to argue that with you. My point is that you already have dealt with people pushing and pushing and willing to do anything to get what you have. Do I have to mention Polly’s obsession with you?”

“She’s…” Deanna sighed. “She’s just trying to get better and better her career.”
“Except she can’t stop making excuses and making promises she can’t keep. She goaded you into that Last Woman Standing match. That’s what they’ll do, De. They’ll keep pushing and using any method to get what you have. But… they also better accept the risks of it. If Brock blames you, then you need to tell him that. Because he made the call to fight you on a turnbuckle. He bet on himself and lost. Plain and simple.”

A huff escaped the redhead before she cast her emerald eyes at Selena. “You were the one that wanted this pause.” She stated.

“Yeah…” Selena sighed. “I wanted to apologize for what I said.”
“What did you say?”
“With CHBK. About you.”

“Oh….that.” Deanna shrugged knowingly. “Doesn’t matter.” She answered. “You want that spot so badly, you’re the world champion. I can steal the show in any match I’m in.”

“Deanna…” Selena shook her head knowingly, taking more steps towards Deanna. “I didn’t mean to upset you with that. Alex was just fighting dirty with that remark.” Reaching her, the Snow Queen took the woman’s hands into her own. “Remember when I told you I believed you were going to be world champion one day?”

“At Tannis’ funeral?” Deanna recalled, partially teasing. “You really suck at timing some times, by the way.”
“I know.” Selena half-laughed. “But I still believe it. And when I’ve done what I need to for that title, it’ll be your turn… and then you’ll have the main-events and the things in place to have the worthy reign you deserve.”

“Longer than yours?” Again, Deanna teased that but was a little shocked when Selena didn’t look away.”
“I believe you could.” She offered. “I truly think you’ll be the one to do it.”

“I…” the redhead stammered. “That’s a lot to ask.”
“Which is why I need to do all I can for it. Why I need to bring it up. Bring in more starpower. Make it the focus in main-events. Otherwise, you’ll never get the chance… or even if you do… someone will screw you out of it. But…” she gave a sigh. “I’m still sorry that I took the last time slot from you.”

“I…” Deanna shrugged. “It’s okay. I wasn’t really thinking about it. And I… I sort of get it.” She added. “Not entirely because, well… you’ve had matches after the world title match in some pay-per-views, remember?”

Selena nodded but said nothing. Deanna didn’t quite understand how insulting it was to have the main-event stolen by Mr. Midlife-Crisis and Mrs – sorry, Ms. Hypocrite – two people the Frosts had beaten. With a shake of her head, Selena returned the smile to her wife.

“Thank you.” She said. “I just needed to get that off my chest. That I’m not trying to slow you down or take away from you or anything.”

The redhead gave a shrug. “I’ll roll with it.” She eventually said, though she was still clearly haunted by her match with Brock. “I always do.” She then looked up at Selena, her eyes pleading. “Can we ‘unpause’ now?”

Taking a deep breath, Selena nodded her head. “Unpause.”

“Great.” Deanna suddenly smiled, readopting her enthusiasm from earlier. “Did you see the fish following us?”
“I did.” Selena nodded, following her wife as the younger Frost lead the way.

It’s only a matter of time… she quietly thought to herself. Before all of SCW will need to do the same…

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The Royal Letter

So… Saitama, Japan!

信じますか？


Okay, sorry for the poor attempt, but at least I’m trying. Something not a lot of people are quite understanding around here. And while I don’t really need to pay any mind to the ‘keyboard warriors’ or the hypocrites that swarm the SCW locker-rooms, I figure I might as well just address something about it.

The reason I do what I do? Is because all you whiners in the back? The people that think I’m ‘throwing a tantrum’? The people that think ‘Selena’s showing her true colors!’. Those guys? Yeah, you guys failed. You guys failed epically. It would be funny if it wasn’t so sad and pathetic!

I mean, we’re supposed to be Supreme Championship Wrestling here, right? That’s the name of the company? Why we’re hired? And yet, so far, since I’ve been back, I’ve not seen ONE example of that to the utmost. Between the has-beens running their mouths about “SCW still belonging to them” and trying to save their precious ‘records’ and ‘egos’, to our Adrenaline champion whining about me taking what I earned… keep in mind, this is the same woman that gave herself her own ‘Boston Bree Party’ – complete with audience banner - when she was world champion. And she wants to chastise me for putting eyes on this world title, where they belong? For fighting for this title being in the main-event… where IT belongs?!

I’m going to make this clear, right now. If anyone is saying “This is THEIR SCW” and it’s not me? They’re lying. If anyone is saying they’re the ‘embodiment of SCW’ and it’s not me saying it? They’re lying. If anyone thinks they can do what I do at the level and longevity I’ve done it? They’re lying! And if anyone says they deserve ‘the main-event’ around here and it’s not me saying it? They. Are. Lying!

Because I’m the one that gets the eyes on this place. I’m the one carrying this company on my back and bringing the stardom while everyone drops off when they can’t hang with me. Your temporary champions? Asher Hayes? Quit as soon as he lost to me cause he knew he couldn’t hang with me. Kandis? Got herself suspended when she realized she couldn’t last long in the ring with me. The One? Back to the midcard and the empty promises that she will never keep, just like with Deanna, just like with Trios, on and on again!

So, when I say I am the definition of SCW – the definition of what it stands for and the level that it NEEDS to be... It’s because I’ve proven it beyond a shadow of a doubt!

And because I am all of that, when I hear someone mouthing off at me, talking down to me like you, Polly, well… first, I have to laugh because you think you have the right to do so. I mean… talking about failing in the United States title division like ‘The One’? About making false promises about rising to the challenge and changing things in SCW? Look no further, ladies and gentlemen, then Polly P!

Because you thought you had all the answers for the chamber, didn’t you? What happened? You thought you had all the answers for Deanna, didn’t you? What happened? You thought you had all the answers for the United States title, didn’t you? What happened? “Next time! Next time!”. Always a ‘next time’ for you, isn’t there, Polly?

Look, I like you. I do! I watched your matches and I liked what I saw. The toughness, the never-say-die attitude. Even the misplaced confidence. I like it, Polly. You’ve got some spark of potential in you and, yeah, part of me even thinks you WILL be United States Champion once Deanna moves on and becomes world champion after I’m done with things here.

But you see, that’s still not the person you are yet. ‘THIS Polly’ this and ‘THIS Polly’ that. You’re trying to make yourself out to be this ‘unstoppable force’ when, let’s face it, all you’ve got to your credit is a couple of ‘second-bests’ and a Television reign that nobody remembers. You failed to make it big here and now, you’re just like Kristen Scott. You’re on repeat! “I’m going to be United States Champion! I’m gonna be World Champion! I’m gonna beat a Frost! I’m a ‘new’ Polly!” Cause we’ve not heard that for the past, what? Six or seven months already?

The other thing I feel when you mouth off at me like you do… is angry. I get angry when someone with only THAT one accolade to their name has the audacity to judge me. To tell me I’m ‘not as good as I could be’.

Not as good as I could be, Polly? Let me ask you. Which one of us is the SCW World champion here? Which one of us is responsible for making this the main-event on Breakdown? Which one of us is bringing the spotlight to this match?

You? Cause you beat an old-timer returnee that couldn’t even get it done in his prime and Gavin Taylor? Or me?

Well, let me see, Polly. How many ‘main-events’ have you had here on Breakdown? How many on pay-per-views? How many times have you had that spotlight on you? How many times has SCW and management pointed at you and said ‘you’re closing the show because you are THE show’? How many times, Polly? Me? I’ve lost track! Hell, I don’t even keep track anymore! That’s how many main-events I’ve had. How many times I was told I was the main-event!

That’s what upsets me. Is that what you SHOULD be doing is being grateful for this. You should be grateful that I am giving you those main-event spotlights, probably for the first time in your lacklustre career! That I’m giving you the chance to sit under the ‘learning tree’ of sorts and get a taste, a REAL taste, of what it’s like at my level. At the level of the World Champion and THE main-event of SCW. You should be grateful for the opportunity to have such a lesson because that’s an advantage for you heading into Taking Hold of the Flame! Cause you want to win that, don’t you? You want to win the whole thing, change your career to an actual UPWARDS trajectory, and headline Rise to Greatness, right? You experience my level and strive to reach it? Then you’re winning the damn thing – GUARANTEED!

But no! You want to mouth off. You want to act unimpressed by me and my actions and then talk down about my marriage…

You want to bring up my private life… You want to insult me as a woman and as a wife and life-partner…

And just like with your opinion of my ‘best’, my ‘level’, my status as ‘champion’, you’re in NO position to criticize… yet you still do.

So… when my opponent is THAT entitled. THAT arrogant. THAT delusional and THAT disrespectful… that leaves me with no other option but to change things up a little bit. That leaves me to change the itinerary, the curriculum for this Breakdown’s lesson. Because I’m no longer interested in your half-promises and your wishes to prove yourself at the main-event level, Polly. No. I offered that to you, and you threw it back in my face. So, instead, I’m going to do what Deanna couldn’t seem to do the last time you fought and she knocked you out and I am going to humble you.

I am going to humble you, Polly, and make it glaringly obvious the difference of our levels. Why I am a multi-time United States Champion, a multi-time Adrenaline Champion, a multi-time Tag-Team Champion, a multi-time tournament winner, a multi-time Rise to Greatness main-event star… and a multi-time SCW World Champion and you’re… none of those things! Why, even if I’m not at your perceived version of ‘my best’, it is still more than enough to defeat you! Why you are on MY show and in MY main-event in MY company!

I am going to Japan, eat some good sushi – I know a few places – and then I’m rolling into the Saitama Super Arena with one purpose: To beat you so bad that there’s not going to be a single way you can spin it.

No ’almost had her’. No ‘she got lucky’. No ‘I nearly beat’. NONE OF THAT! You don’t deserve that delusion, Polly, because you disrespected me! You disrespected MY main event! You disrespected YOUR SCW World champion! And I’m not Deanna, I’m not going to shrug that off. No, I am going to hold you accountable! I am going to put you in your place, Polly. And I am going to beat you so bad that, just like last time – like you said - you’re not going to want to ‘get involved’ with a royale and me.

The difference? It won’t be a choice this time for you. It won’t be a decision you make. You won’t have a choice. You won’t have a say. You’ll just have regret for opening your mouth. This Thursday, Polly, you’re not ‘letting me have my moment’ like you said you did months ago.

No…no… this Thursday, I’m taking my moment from you! Whether you believe it… or not!