Beautiful Celebration

Brittany was feeling great at the moment. She was sitting in her penthouse apartment with a smile on her face. "Finally i am back on top." Brittany would say with satisfaction before she looked at her two associates. "I am glad the two of you could join me for this momentous occasion." Brittany would smile at Karisma and Mercy as she motioned for the two of them to have some champagne.

Brittany would grab her glass of water as she waited to see if anyone would have something to drink. "So, now as we celebrate there is something we should discus. What should i do next? I can;t deny the world my beautiful presence in the ring and i do have to admit i look extremely good with that belt around my waist." Brittany said as she looked at Mercy. "So, this is where you come in. As my manager i believe it is your duty to help me find a suitable candidate for me to crush next."

Karisma eagerly took the champagne when it was offered, quite keen on celebrating with Brittany. The match had been rough, but in the end, it had come out the way it was destined to. In a flash of sparkling glitter, the ugly duck was dead and the beautiful swan had taken her place.

Karsima pursed her lips and took a sip of the cold liquid, drinking it down and nodding to Brittany. "It shines most brilliantly. You deserve every bit of it." Karisma said and took another refreshing sip. Victory, even by proxy, was quite delicious but having a hand in Taylor's demise was absolutely sweet.

Mercy on the other hand, just took the champagne and held onto it. She spent most of the time trying not to look at either of the girls, finding the company suffocating despite the rather spacious penthouse the three occupied. She only watched the match because she expected Taylor to beat the crap out of Brittany. The viper pulling out a win against Taylor was shocking, to say the least and now she was sitting here with the winner, expecting to be happy for the woman that paid her salary. All she could think about was the cafe and Taylor throwing money in her face.

She looked over to Brittany and tried not to look dour. She smiled weakly and nodded. "Yeah, I'll find someone." She said. "I'm sure you could pick anyone you like though. Who is going to decline an challenge from the champ?" She asked. "And, it's not like the whole roster isn't looking to take your belt away."

Brittany smiled at Karisma as she was complicated. "I couldn't have won the belt without you. Your training helped me soar to the top." Brittany said as she wasn't even going to acknowledge the cheap tactic Karisma used to help her win. "Now i am going to teach the AFW that my beautiful reign is just beginning." Brittany said before looking at Mercy.
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"I know that i could challenge and beat anyone i want but don't i pay you to help me with these things?" Brittany said as she stood up and moved over to Mercy before running her hand across Mercy's shoulder. "They can try to take my belt but they will fail. But you should be happy for me. Now that i am champion your work will be all the more fulfilling. Thanks to you i was able to win this belt." Brittany said before removing her hand from Mercy's shoulder. "Please have a drink. This is a celebration."

"Naturally." Karisma said and smiled. She looked at the belt and caught her own reflection in it. Beautiful.

Mercy shivered as Brittany touched her shoulder. It always felt like a snake was slithering right near her neck every time the blonde touched her. She remained silent as long as she could, trying to think of something she could say to get Brittany off her case and decided that a drink of champagne was the thing she could fill her mouth with. However, as Brittany continued to speak, she nearly choked on her champagne.

"H-How!? How did I help you win it!?" She said, turning around and staring at Brittany. "I didn't do a thing to help you win that..." Mercy said, her cheeks puffing out as they reddened.

Brittany would smile at Mercy as the girl seemed flustered by Brittany's words. "Of course you helped me win the title. If it wasn't for you i would never have had the match in the first place. You set everything up for me like a good manager should." Brittany said before making her ways towards Karisma.

"You deserve this part just about as much as me." Brittany would then trace her fingers along Karisma shoulders. "You might even deserve a raise for the wonderful work you have been doing." Brittany would then look down at Karisma "Aren't you proud of her as well? She is turning into quite the helper." Brittany said as she turned to smile at Mercy.

Mercy's head drooped and she stared into her half empty glass. "Ugh..." She groaned. Mercy HAD been the one to contact Morrigan and get the ball rolling. As if she needed any assistance in feeling like total shit.

"Mmm, of course." Karisma said as her hands snaked around Brittany's waist and pulled her close. She smiled at the blonde, staring at her own reflection in Brittany's eyes. It was beautiful. "Now you finally glow with a proper radiance." Karisma purred and leaned forward until Brittany looked back at Mercy.

Karisma raised her eyebrow and inspected the pink haired paralegal. "Well, she's hardly beautiful, but she seems to know her place. Although true beauty cannot be earned, perhaps we can see that she's made to be as beautiful as possible. Standing near us and absorbing our radiance is certainly a good start." Karisma mused.

Mercy had to set her champagne down to keep from heaving it to the ground. "What the hell?" She spat and furrowed her brow at Karisma. "I'm plenty cute!" She defended. "Besides, isn't there anything else you talk about!?" She said, flailing in exasperation at the Indian woman.

Brittany would step in closer to Karisma as Karisma hugged her waist. "Don't worry, i am sure she can be made beautiful. Not as beautiful as me but still she can be beautiful." Brittany said as she continued to watch Mercy. "Well, what would you like to talk about? Are you going to talk about your many lovers again."

Brittany would then move back towards Mercy. "You seem tense. Just have another drink and relax. This is a day of celebration." Brittany would say as she would softly squeeze Mercy's shoulders.

Mercy shook her head and stood up, pressing her hand firmly against the counter near her chair. "What are you talking about?" Mercy said, blowing a stray lock of pink hair from her face. "What many lovers!?" Mercy barked. "I've only had sex once in the past few months! Are you saying I'm a slut or something?!" Mercy huffed and tore herself from Brittany's soft squeeze. She looked at Brittany and tried hard to contain herself.

"I don't need anymore to drink." Mercy said. "I'm. Fine." She then plopped back down in her seat and crossed her arms under her chest.

Karisma shook her head and waved her slender finger. "You see." She said. "This is exactly how you used to look. Unfocused and irritable. Provoked at the littlest thing. Isn't it quite ugly?" Karisma said with a smooth smile.

"Why don't you kiss my ass?" Mercy said, glaring daggers at Karisma. "Last I remember, Taylor barely even tripped over whatever you're calling a career."

Brittany would stay behind Mercy as the girl got all angry. "Oh, you are just precious. And you have quite the mouth on you." Brittany said as she would move to Mercy's side. "But you really should be careful what you say. You shouldn't mention something so ugly while we are celebrating." Brittany said as she would move back to her chair.

Brittany would sit down before taking another drink of water. "Now Karisma you know it isn't nice to tease those beneath us. They already have to deal with the fact they are not as beautiful as us."

Mercy could feel herself starting to shake. She knew exactly what was about to come out of her mouth, but she couldn't help herself. She couldn't stop it. "Do you really want to hear something ugly?" Mercy said, lifting up her chin. "I wish you would have lost."