Selena Frost vs. Jenni Anderson

[SnowQueenSCW]

The Witches of Alden

”Request”

Frost ‘Forever Home’
Manhattan, New York
September 10th, 2022
1:22pm

Selena exhaled a sigh of contentment as she felt the soft touch of her wife’s fingers dance across the pale skin of her forehead and the strands of platinum-blonde locks of her hair, the younger Deanna caressing the former world champion’s face once again as the married pair lay on the couch, the Snow Queen’s head resting comfortably in Deanna’s lap. The both of them could hear the sounds of the laptop in front of them, playing some Korean-drama Deanna was watching (Selena keeping her eyes closed as she rested comfortably with her ‘pillow-wife’) and the sounds of the children playing in the backyard below their balcony with Oberon’s occasional barks adding to the noise, and the sound of the winds, the waters of the small lake/pond (New Yorkers referred to it as both) that surrounded the interior of their neighbourhood, touching multiple properties in its existence. In short, it was a concert of calm and contentment and Selena was enjoying it.

Perhaps it was the month off she and her wife had been able to enjoy after her loss of the world title at Rise to Greatness, or maybe it was the fact that, while she was still doing her best to perform in SCW at the high-level she always had as “The Face of SCW”, the new absence of pressure from being the World Champion that she had carried with her for approximately eight months was almost liberating, or maybe it was because, for the first time in over a year, there was no maniac or menace or ghost or evil sister or anything hunting them down and seeking their destruction - whatever the reason behind it, Selena had begun the fall with a new attitude:

To savour all she had and not take it for granted. Especially the littlest things like the touch of her wife, or the free-time SCW gave her and Deanna to be with their children, or the time she or Deanna, however brief or long, held a championship. Selena wanted to savour it all. 

That wasn’t to say that life was ‘perfect’ or ‘without stress or concerns’. If anything, things had become more stressful over in SCW. Like many others, Selena had stood backstage stunned as she watched Xander Valentine, easily one of her biggest, most prolific, and most dangerous rivalries, unceremoniously obliterate the man that had defeated her at Rise to Greatness, Adam Allocco, and become the new SCW World Champion – a mere two weeks into the new season of SCW!

That moment, Selena could still recall it clearly as she snuggled a little more into her wife’s lap, had left her speechless – she wasn’t ashamed to admit that she had gasped as she had seen Xander get that three count on Adam. To be clear, Allocco had brought an amazing fight, a valiant effort… but Xander…

It almost made Selena shudder to recall it. It was achingly similar how the Executioner had ended her United States title reign nearly two years ago, manhandling her to the point where Selena wondered if she even had a chance of beating Xander that night. It was like Sharper and Knots had said – Xander was a different beast entirely, and while she had her fair share of big victories over him, even managing to ‘bring him down’ like no one in the history of SCW had done before, the man had proven that his L.O.A due to injury had not dulled his abilities or made him any less dangerous. In fact, Selena was sure the man was even more dangerous now.

And now he’s the World Champion… it was a worrisome concept. True, the notion of ‘integrity’ had still been upheld in the last two world title matches, which she was grateful for, but still – a man as brutal as Xander? It just felt wrong… and she found herself, surprisingly, hoping that Adam would get his head back on right and rectify the situation, regaining the world championship (though she wasn’t sure how that could be done against Xander) and put things back on ‘track’ for what she had established for the integrity of the world title.

Maybe I should talk to him… she almost laughed at the thought. She was quite certain Adam, ever the asshole, would scoff at any advice or approach Selena used, maybe even throw some shade her way about “dealing with her own shit” regarding Ravyn and Luna.

The young woman felt her spine stiffen a little at the thought, earning a soft kiss to her forehead from Deanna as soon as the younger Frost felt the shift in her wife’s body. Now THAT had become… weird? Disturbing? Not frightening but definitely one of the first two. Nearly nine years in SCW and Selena could not recall a time where she had been bit before. Cut open? Sure! Smashed in the head? Absolutely? Whipped? Scarred? Thrown from tall places like scaffolds? Smashed with heavy things LITERALLY falling on her? Yes, yes, and yes. But bit? With teeth? Not in SCW…

One of her eyes fluttered open just a fraction of the way to spy a glance to Deanna, the redhead gazing at the laptop on the table in front of their balcony couch, watching and listening to her show – now DEANNA had bit her… oh yes she had…. But professionally? At work? No, Selena couldn’t recall that ever happening to her in the ring or even around it-

But Luna had. And it was a scary thought. Not so much that the deranged woman, who, at least, held two personalities in Nicole and Ducky that seemed to like Selena (she was unsure about ‘Pro’ to be honest), had done it, but rather how it had come about.

The idea that Ravyn was trying to ‘weaponize’ Luna. Despite some words, Selena had been helpless to really help the months of manipulations Ravyn had instilled on the former tag-team champion and current Trios winner, Nicole, but had delighted when it had all blown up in the Infamous-member’s face. Still, witnessing Luna’s full ferocity at Rise to Greatness, watching it with Deanna as they had eagerly awaited the second ‘Unbelievable Main-Event’, it reminded Selena a bit of Xander, though far more deranged where Xander’s threat was ‘power in strength and rage’. Still, neither were any less brutal…

And one of them had targeted her because of Ravyn.

Was this Ravyn trying to goad Luna into being her unwilling weapon? Or was this Ravyn trying to fall back on ‘old tricks’ because she had failed to beat or ‘control’ Luna? Selena wasn’t sure, but now Ravyn was after her… and if Selena had to go through Luna to get to Ravyn? So be it. Like Deanna fighting Konrad Raab last week, a match that had nearly given Selena a heart attack as she had stayed backstage per her wife’s request, especially watching that turnbuckle ‘explode’ from the man’s mace (when it was meant to be Deanna’s face!)… but like Deanna, Selena was ready to fight monsters once again to accomplish her goals, whether it was facing Ravyn or whatever else came her way. She would do it – THEY would do it as The House of Frost.

But again, all that happened? All her and her family had endured professionally, personally, and privately, Selena was in no hurry to ‘rush through things’ or just remain ‘tunnel-visioned’ on ‘defence after defence’. She wanted to savour these little moments too. Moments with her wife, with their children, with their dog, with their family and neighbours – well, maybe not so much Leslie Sanderson but Selena was sure that after the tirade Deanna had put that woman through a few days ago that they wouldn’t be seeing much of her anyway, which didn’t bother the platinum-blonde at all.

In the midst of her train of thought and the different noises from different sources, Selena’s ears perked a little at the sound of the screen door that led into the interior of their ‘Forever Home’ open, a pair of quiet steps moving seconds before she heard Deanna’s voice near her.

“Hey, sweetie.” Deanna greeted, causing Selena’s eyes to slowly open, just in time to see their eldest child, Elsianna, walk onto the balcony. Immediately, albeit carefully, Selena pushed herself up to a seated position onto the large couch, adjusting her hair with one hand and her black t-shirt with the other as Deanna hit pause on the Netflix-playing laptop on the table, the two mothers giving their daughter their full attention. “Everything okay?”

The young girl gave a nervous nod, Selena noticing her daughter clenching and unclenching her gloves fists. “Really?” Selena asked, only a slight bit of concern in her voice – not wishing to jump to any conclusions considering they were all safe in their home (though she did give the child a cursory glance from her shorts to her blue shirt, checking for any scraps or cuts from playing outside). 

“Yes, mother.” Elsa replied, again nodding her head. “I just wanted to ask for a favor…”
“A favor?” Deanna asked, turning her head to Selena, an amused smile on her lips. “You think she wants another pet?”
“It better not be a lizard.” Selena’s shook her head. “I am NOT putting up with that ending up on the air and GiGi going off about ‘lizardfolk’ again!”
“Maybe a hedgehog!”
“That would be cute.” Selena shrugged. “But I have no idea how to raise one.”
“Well, you wouldn’t-“

“Oh please!” the Snow Queen scoffed. “Who has to walk and brush and feed Oberon nine times out of ten?”
“Me.” Deanna replied, earning a scoff from Selena.
“I beg to differ.”
“I’ve ruined so many shirts because of that furball!” Deanna countered playfully.
“He ALMOST ruined my RTG attire!” Selena reminded the redhead.
“Almost isn’t ‘did’ or whatever.” Deanna countered.

“Um…mom…mother…” Elsianna tried, regaining the Frost wives’ attention. “It’s not a pet.”

“Okay, well…” Selena shrugged, smiling to try and calm her daughter. “What is it, snowflake?”
“Well…” the child took a short breath, fixing her own hair – so like Selena’s though just a bit darker in shade. “This week, we started school…”

“Right.” Deanna nodded, rolling her eyes a little. “That was a difficult day.” She added with a laugh.

Difficult wasn’t even the right word. With school for all three of their children this year (Amiliah starting Pre-K), the Frost wives had wanted to make a big deal in driving all their kids to school before celebrating their new ‘time alone’ together as a couple.

But with the first day of school falling the same day as Breakdown last week (which was set to take place on the other side of the country), that had been made impossible. In what could only be described as the ‘maddest dash across the nation’ the two wrestlers had ever experienced, they had dropped off their children at the school, then immediately had to rush (with their bags packed in the car the night before) to the private hanger they rented for Selena’s private plane, leading them to fly the 5 hours necessary to get to San Francisco in time for Breakdown, only to fly back IMMEDAITELY after Breakdown and arriving back in their Manhattan home just after 6am EST… just in time for the children’s alarms to go off and for the Frost wives to make and serve them breakfast and take them to school that morning as well.

“Yeah…I don’t think we can keep doing that.” Selena sighed. “We can’t spend that much on so many flights.”

It was true. While the “Believe it!” bus was their primary use of transportation to and from shows in the States and the rest of North America, Selena had saved up and acquired the private jet over her many years in SCW and continuously growing paycheck as one of its biggest stars. But she would be lying if it wasn’t a bit of an expense when used – taking a significant portion out of her finances every year just for upkeep and crew salary (thank Odin Eric served as both their limo driver and pilot with Michael joining in every so often to assist the longer travels). Even with Deanna helping with her new salary as a wrestler (and bonus as the Underground champion), the golden rule between the two women was that the plane was only to be used in emergency transportation, as the costs to run it for flights was significantly higher than the bus. Still, they had refused to miss the first few days of getting their children to school.

Her eyes on Deanna, Selena saw her wife nod her head in agreement. Once the school year had settled into a routine for all their children, both wives knew that they could take a bit more time travelling to and from shows safely and more affordably, with Gerda taking care of Elsianna, Amiliah, and David for the few days a week they needed for Breakdown and PPVs.

“Sorry, Elsa.” Selena spoke, returning to the conversation at hand. “What about starting school?”

Again, nervously, Elsianna shifted, this time biting her lower lip before speaking. “I..I want to start taking the bus to school and back!” she blurted out, surprising both women, the couple sitting back in the couch and processing their daughter’s request for several moments.

“You want to take the bus to school?” Deanna asked first, breaking the silence. “Why, sweetie?” she inquired gently. “Don’t you like travelling with us? And it’s much easier and quicker to get to and from school. You can sleep in a bit more and all that.”

“I know.” Elsianna nodded. “But…last year-“ her eyes flew down to her gloved hands. “It was hard to make friends again coming from the castle in Germany. I mean… I had Asuna and she helped but…”

“You want to try and get to know people better.” Deanna finished knowingly, nodding her head. “When I was your age, hun, I had a difficult time making friends too.”

“Why?” Elsa asked, tilting her head. “You’re so nice and friendly.”
“Thank you.” Deanna smiled. “But I was…” Selena could hear her wife struggle with finding the right words. “Different from a lot of people from the small town where I grew up. Like your mother.”

Selena gave a nod but said nothing.

“Is it because you liked girls?”

The question came from Elsianna, effectively shocking both Selena and Deanna. “What?” Deanna asked. “What makes you think that?”

“Asuna told me that because you and mom are women that love each other, that makes you ‘lesbians’.” Elsianna explained simply, though she struggled a little with the last big word. “And that some people have problems with that because they are stupid.”
“Hey! That’s a bad word!” Selena warned, pointing a finger to the child. “You know better than that.”

“I’m sorry.” Elsianna shrank back a little at her mistake. ”But Asuna said it…”
“Doesn’t mean you can.” Selena replied only slightly stern in her tone, allowing a slight pause of silence to settle, which Deanna caught next.

“But yes…” the redhead breathed. “Your mother and I are lesbians, Elsianna. There is nothing wrong with that. We love each other very much. But because we are, some people don’t like that or understand it because it isn’t what they see as ‘normal’. And when I was your age, I had problems with that.”

“Do you think I’ll become a lesbian too?” the child asked, earning a laugh from Selena.

“I think you’re a bit too young to worry about that.” She replied. “But even if you do, your mom and I will love you all the same – with all our hearts.”
“Cross our hearts!” Deanna added, crossing her heart with her finger over her chest.

“Okay…” Elsianna nodded, playing with her gloves. “So… can I take the bus to and from school then?”

Both wrestlers shared a glance to one another, communicating without words. 

“Are…are you sure that’s what you want, Elsianna?” Selena tried, biting her lower lip nervously (so like her daughter). “It means getting up earlier, riding to school by yourself, dealing with people that could be mean or rude or whatever…”

Despite these warnings, Elsianna nodded her head, surprising Selena more than Deanna, the Snow Queen sitting back in her seat a little, deflated.

“Well…” Deanna took over. “If you’re sure, we can try it on Monday, okay? But tomorrow, we are walking the route you will take from our house to the bus station and back, is that understood?”

A smile breaking across her features, the child gave a nod, immediately giving her thanks and rushing back inside to reach the backyard to get back to playing with her brother, sister and dog, leaving the two mothers sitting there in silence for several minutes.

“Wow…” Deanna breathed. “Wants to ride the bus all by herself.”
“Yeah…” Selena exhaled, pushing herself off the couch and walking the few steps to lean over the balcony, her eyes watching her children play in the backyard and lake below her.

“You don’t like it.” She heard Deanna state behind her, the redhead moving to stand beside her wife at the guardrail of the balcony.
“Of course I don’t.” Selena breathed. “What if she runs into another jerk like that Stanton kid? Some punk that wants to ‘beat up the kid of the Frost wrestlers?’.”
“I think the bus driver will take care of that.” Deanna reasoned. “And she knows how to take care of herself and stay out of such situations.”

“She’s only nine.” Tried the Snow Queen.

“No…” Deanna smiled in understanding. “She’s almost ten.” She corrected, taking Selena’s hand in hers. “She’s growing up, Selena.

That statement caused a quiver to go through Selena’s spine, with small tears threatening to form in her sapphire eyes as she looked away, just in time to see Elsianna re-emerge onto the yard to play with her siblings and dog. “I’ve only had her for four years.” She whispered.

“And I missed two of those years.” Deanna reminded gently, regaining Selena’s gaze, though it was now filled with guilt. “I feel exactly as you do.” She stated. “But we still have many more years with her. At least eight tell she becomes an adult.”
“Oh don’t remind me.” Selena shook her head. “I’m terrified of that day.”
“Me too.” Laughed Deanna before she quieted. “But she needs this. She needs more friends. More people to bring her out of her shell after everything she’s gone through. How can we say no to that?”

“I…I know…” Selena sighed, casting her gaze down towards their held hands. “I just wish…Wish it didn’t feel ‘too soon’.”
Deanna gave a nod. “I think we should be proud. Our daughter thinks she’s ready to do this by herself.”

“Yeah…” sighed the older Frost, her eyes finding said daughter in the yard again as she kicked a soccer ball to Amiliah, who was not as coordinated as her older sister, kicking the air many times before getting the ball, while David played fetch with Oberon.

Doesn’t mean I can’t wish that some things could stay the same… she thought, though knew it was a useless one. Nothing lasted forever. Her children would grow up, her reigns as champion would always end, she and Deanna would one day retire and even die, and SCW would one day forget them both….

“Still…” she sighed, wiping a hand at her eyes a little. “Just means we need to enjoy the ride while we still have it. Cause who knows when it will end…”

She felt Deanna move closer to her, the shorter redhead nestling into her wife’s arms and wrapping them around herself. “After all we’ve been through…” she whispered. “It’s the only way I want to live now.”

Selena gave a nod as she gazed down to the yard, where she saw her son, David, waving at her. “MOM!” He called out. “Can we have pizza for supper? And can you play catch with me?”

A laugh escaped Selena. “We’ll be right down.” She called back before turning her head to Deanna. “You up for pizza tonight?”
“Yeah.” Nodded Deanna. “Long as we get the works.”
“I know.” Selena shook her head. “And your ‘dipping sauce’.”

“It’s good!” Deanna rebuffed as Selena turned to take the path Elsianna took to get to the backyard.
“Least that won’t change.” Selena whispered. “You’ll always have weirder tastes than me.”
“And you’ll always love me!” Deanna countered. “That won’t change either.”

Throwing her head back, Selena granted her wife a small smile. “Maybe….” She teased. “Maybe I’ll always love you…” she added as the two took one another’s hand again, making their way back down to savour what time they had with their family…