Two days fresh from Havoc but things were just as tumultuous as they had been from the moment that infamous face was shown on the tablet Butch Parker had dropped in the ring.

Added to the chaos of the wildfires that had torn through California, the entire State was on edge.

Despite one of the major fires having erupted in Eaton, which was fairly close to Pasadena, Sean Parker and Michelle Learner had managed to avoid a lot of the dangers that had plagued the Pacific Palisades.

They were in Sean’s living room when the scene opened up. Michelle was curled up on the sofa, distracting herself by perusing through a bridal magazine, her head absentmindedly leaning on Sean’s shoulder. Sean’s eyes were fixated on the TV screen in front of him, control pad in-hand as he sliced and diced his way through Ancient Greece in Assassin’s Creed Odyssey. Whilst both of them were worried about Butch and Wisdom, Sean had been given his orders, in no uncertain terms from the latter, to give the former some space.

Suddenly, both their phones pinged with a notification simultaneously. Both the control pad and magazine were instantly set down and two sets of eyes widened as Sean and Michelle read the Havoc announcement.

(Michelle): Oh!

A look of worry, almost a panic immediately started to set in on her as she closed her magazine and looked at Sean.

(Michelle): I....I don't know about this. I mean, on Havoc? Sure at the Academy a few of us trained a bit but this is the real deal. What am I supposed to do against one of those guys?

Sean held his hands up in reassuring fashion, placing a comforting hand on Michelle’s leg.

(Sean): You’ll be fine! The bigger they are, the harder they fall, remember? You’re fast, Chelle, and plus - you’re feistier than you give yourself credit for, sweetheart! You’ll be absolutely fine. Do what I do and stick and move! Stick and move!

Sean bobbed his head into the left and right to emphasise his point. Michelle meanwhile looked so conflicted.

(Michelle): But… hit Mr. Hans? I can't do that….or Jeremy, or Wolfy, or Stu-E....okay maybe Tobias, he's so Mr. Smug....but the others? And I know what you're going to say "It's no different than wrestling Sarah or Starlight" but it is! What if you're up against Sarah? You gonna smack her upside the head with a Masamune Decapitation?

She looked at his face as he processed the thought.

(Michelle): See, not so simple is it, Mr. Assassin!

Michelle forced her cute little face into his, smiling as if she had him by the tail.

Sean rolled his eyes with a smile, leaning in and kissing Michelle playfully on the cheek.

(Sean): Sarah and I have wrestled before! The difference this time would just be it’s in front of millions of people instead of a couple of hundred. Plus, Jer and I have had loads of bangers in the past. Besides, this is just Butch and Wisdom’s way to mix things up and distract from all the craziness of what happened at the end of Havoc. Plus, loads of companies are doing intergender matches these days. I think it’s a neat idea!

Michelle's phone pinged again and she opens it taking a quick look.

(Michelle): Oh!

She quickly put down her phone and looked back at Sean.

(Michelle): I'm sorry, what was that? Oh right...yeah, I know but this is different from our academy stuff, that was training. I guess this could be kinda fun. I wonder who is going to ask Starlight? Did you see Alexis is back? It's gonna be so good to see her in the ring again. Okay...maybe I'm a little excited now....just a teeny bit.

She did indeed look excited, now sitting upright on the sofa and trying to think of all the different combinations of matches that were possible. For Sean, he felt the initial waves of nervousness at Michelle’s expense wash away, seeing the sparkle in her eyes at the prospect of what was to come at Havoc.

(Sean): What was that other notification you got? Did Butch and Wisdom send anything else? I didn’t get another text?

(Michelle): Well, if you must know...I've been asked to partner with someone for Havoc.

Michelle smiled looking at Sean knowing he may be about to lose a gasket but she wouldn’t let him blow his top. Sean’s brow furrowed, not liking the sound of this.

(Sean): Oh God, who is it? Please tell me it’s at least Hans…

He was on the hook. Guiltily, Michelle wanted to watch him wriggle just a moment longer and said nothing as she shook her head from side to side, still smiling. Sean looked at her pleadingly, reaching over, holding her hands in almost begging fashion.

(Sean): Chelle, please! Whose head am I going to have to separate from their shoulders?!

(Michelle): That's not very nice, they're only doing their job. All the guys were instructed to ask the gals. Speaking of which, you better hurry or there won't be anyone left.

She almost couldn’t contain a straight face with him. He probably really did want to take someone's head off right about now. He was so adorably handsome how much he loved her.

(Sean): You’re a tease, Michelle Learner, you know that? It’s a good job I put a ring on that finger when I did all these suitors at your door! I guess I better make it even more official in that case….

Sean then climbed off the couch, descending to one knee and taking Michelle by the hand.

(Sean): Michelle Learner…Will you do me the honor of being my tag team partner?

She leapt onto him, toppling him to the floor as if she was so surprised.

(Michelle): Of course I will , silly! Did you really think I wanted to team with Tobias?!

Sean was conflicted with Michelle leaping on top of him and finding out it was Tobias Clarke of all people that had had the gall to ask Michelle to be his tag team partner.

(Sean): TOBIAS?! Are you kidding me?!

She shook her head confirming she wasn’t kidding. She grabbed her phone.

(Michelle): I'm going to text him back, it wouldn't be right not to apply.

Michelle replied to Tobias.

Thank you, but I've accepted another offer. All the best!

She sent her reply toTobias as Sean looked at her phone. He wouldn't just snatch it from her but she could tell he was curious to see what Tobias had written. She smiled and handed it to him. Sean's eyes quickly scanned the text message where Tobias asked Michelle to team with him.

"......team with me at Havoc and be my partner."

His eyes scanned on...

“I’ll show you how to be good...”

He read on, gripping the phone tighter as he mouthed the words.

”You’ve already settled for second best by accepting his hand in marriage, don’t do the same for this tag match.”

Seeing his knuckles whiten, Michelle gently peeled her phone from Sean’s grasp, assuming he'd read everything at that point.

(Michelle): Careful, you'll break it in half and all our holiday pictures are still on there.

(Sean): What is it with everyone on the roster making it their personal mission to get under my skin? I hope we get paired with him and whoever his partner is at Havoc. Smarmy…

Sean had to stop himself from referring to Tobias as something a lot more colorful than Michelle’s cute little ears were ready for.

(Sean): …. So-and-so!

(Michelle): Maybe he's...

"Ping"....Michelle’s phone went off again and she looked at it.

(Michelle): Oh, well...maybe they think I'm as talented as you tell me I am and they really want me as their partner.

She realized she said "they" and waved her phone at Sean. He took it and saw that Stu-E Price had also just asked Michelle to be his partner as well. Sean really looked like he was about to blow a gasket now.

(Sean): Oh for the love of GOD! I mean you are so insanely talented babe, you know I think that… but f*ck! Sorry! I can’t believe I’m actually jealous….

Sean couldn’t believe he was actually pouting now.

(Michelle): Hey!

Michelle looked at Sean.

(Michelle): I'm honored that others think so highly of me too, even Tobias, but you have no reason to be jealous. I knew you'd ask me and you knew I'd say yes...and I think everyone else had to have known that too, right?

She reached over, taking his hand in hers.

(Michelle): Besides, I'd like to win for a change and I can't think of anyone I'd have a better shot with.

She smiled her radiant smile at him, squeezing his hand. Meanwhile, Sean’s face slowly morphed into a smile, melting under Michelle’s beautiful, beaming smile. He leaned in and kissed her. A little bit of excitement had started to resonate within him.

(Sean): Why is it you always know what to say? So, does this mean we can spar and I can show you some of my new moves I’ve been testing out?

(Michelle): You want to test your new moves out on me? And I was worried about you being in the ring with Sarah.

Michelle got up and playfully ran away from him, throwing a pillow from the sofa at him. Sean grinned, snatching the pillow out of midair and running after Michelle, wrapping his arms around her tiny frame and lifting her into the air from behind with ease, a laughed-induced scream emanating from her as they fell back onto the couch.

(Sean): I’d be lying if I said the thought of you using a Masamune Decapitation is hotter than it probably should be!

(Michelle): Let's kick some booty! The Parkers-to-be taking on the world! Well, another team at Havoc, but you get the point!

She smiled as she gave him a peck on the lips as the scene faded to black.