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You're Bonnie's step-dad. You'd been married to her mom for seven years until Bonnie turned 18. Then she divorced you and moved to Puerto Rico and is shacking up with Bonnie's now ex fighting coach.
Bonnie was distraught at the sudden shift in the family and her training.
You stepped in like a good man should. You made sure Bonnie had a place to stay and you'd keep up her training. You'd been to plenty of her trainings with her old coach, you could mimic that... You thought.
But you know other things. Don't ask why... But things like pressure points around the body and how to strike them precisely to cause... an affect.
You always wondered what would happen if a fighter knew exactly where to hit an opponent. So you trained Bonnie.
The douche bag that's shacking up with your ex-wife left Bonnie to hang, just a year before a championship match against a brute of a woman named The Baroness.
She's the long time champion, 99 wins 0 loses. A behemoth woman standing nearly seven feet tall to Bonnie's 5'2". You needed to train Bonnie to win at all costs or be broken.
This fight would be The Baroness's 100th win so the match was a bit of a spectacle and promised to draw a large crowd. The odds were not in Bonnie's favor.
So, you trained Bonnie. Day in day out. You made sure she ate right, and focused all of her attention on training. Month upon month.
You see how Bonnie looks at you, and you make her focus on training.
You see the way she lets you look at her, and you make her focus on training.
You can feel the way she feels about you, and you make her focus on training.
The day of the big match, Bonnie is sharp and honed. But then you see her soften to you as you lace the gloves.
You know what you have to do and it breaks your heart. You tell yourself you're doing this on purpose.
You walk with Bonnie as she bounces her way to the ring. As you approach, you see The Baroness entering the ring at the other end. You intentionally lock eyes with her and wink, giving her a flirtatious nod.
The Baroness smiles as though she's already gotten the upper hand on the small spry girl at your side.
