Chapter 20:

*Artemia's POV*

"Joe what's wrong?" I asked, almost begging like. "Ever since that happened, you haven't been yourself. You hardly spoke a word to me or Feronia."

Roman became so silent like ever since the victory went to Seth. He's sitting on our bed in his own little mind.

"Love," I sigh, knowing that I will loose. "I'll put down Feronia and come back."

I did what I said. Feronia is worried about him as well. After giving her a kiss goodnight, I headed back to our room. He's still being like this.

"Leati," I speak his first name, getting his attention.

"What?" he asks, worried.

"What is wrong with you? You have been like this since that happened."

My love looks at me like it's a realization. "I...I don't know anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"I had an opportunity to get the title and I lost it."

"Joe!" I exclaimed in annoyance, pulling him into a kiss. "Just like I said before, no matter what happens you are the champion to us. Joe, you're the one who I always thought is the best of the best, even before we meet."

"Really?"

"Yes," I smiled softly, placing my hands on his face. "Joe, when you first debuted, I quickly develop a crush on you. It wasn't about your family or looks, even though you are the type of guys I go for," he chuckles a little "it was because somehow I knew that you are the one. You're Feronia's champion, not only that you're my champion. I love you so much Joe, even though we act like a married couple, I cannot wait for the moment when we officially become husband and wife."

Roman looks at me taking everything to heart before kissing me.

"I love you so much Artemia Anoa'i," he whispers with a smile.

"I love you so much more Leati Anoa'i."

*Thursday Night*

*No one's POV*

The large screen has the familiar sounds of piano with black and gray designs flying everywhere, showing a figure wearing a black and gray outfit similar to Stardust. The figure has it's gloves formed together to a gray star in front of their face.

"Coming soon…...Moondust"

*Artemia's POV*

None of us aren't scheduled to be wrestling until a little later. So we are enjoying our time with a light dinner and watching what's going on from backstage.

"I'm so glad that Mark is going," Adrienne gleams with a huge smile.

"So many years of misery has finally come to an end," I smile, taking a sip of my coke.

"Now that everything's behind us," Dean adds "shall we finally start wedding planning?"

"We should start tomorrow for everything," Roman speaks.

"Can I be the flower girl?" Feronia asks, with a huge smile.

"Of course you will Little Goddess," I giggled at my daughter.

The screen shows the audience and we hear the Bella twins music playing in the background. Which surprises us because they aren't scheduled to wrestle. Nikki gets a microphone, cutting off the music.

"As everyone knows," she speaks "we have problems with Bret Hart's precious baby girl. So Brie and I were talking so we ask for Art to please come out."

My eyebrow raises, but I shrug my shoulders. The sitting area is next to the entrance so I came out with a microphone. 'Be Prepared' goes on as I make my entrance. This music will come up with I'm alone or with Adrienne while the Shield theme comes on when it's everyone. "You girls goes some nerve to call me out here," I speak out into the mic, staying at the stage "what do you girls want?" My arms are crossed, waiting for an answer.

"We want to challenge you into something up our alley," Brie explains.

"Which is?" I asked, annoyed.

"Us the Bella Twins have challenge the daughter of Bret Hart to a…"

"Beauty Contest!" the Bellas squeals.

Everyone goes crazy as the camera shows my face. Pale colored eyes widen, face gotten paler, and arms still crossed. 'Beauty contest' keeps on echoing throughout my head.

"I rather strip down to my undergarments and beat the crap out of you both." The fans cheer. "Do I look like I'm Beauty material?"

"Oh come on Art," they whined "it'll be fun!"

"We can wear dresses, swimsuits, and also show everyone our special talents," Nikki begins.

That's when everyone begins to cheer 'Beauty Contest'. I look everywhere to the fans. Should I give them what they want or do I go with what I believe?

"I accept," I sighed then I drop the mic. My right hand does that weird Beauty Queen wave as my music goes off. The smirk on my face has darken, showing everyone that I am deadly serious.

"Are you crazy?!" Adrienne exploded, when I reappear back to the catering area. "Us 'outsiders' don't do the Beauty Contests!"

"Well in order to defeat them I must join the game."

"Join the game?!"

"Look," I sighed. "I only did it to get them off my back."

Before she can even say a word, my phone rings 'Crashed the Wedding - Busted'. Signaling me it's a very dear friend of mine.

*Adrienne's POV*

"Excuse me," Artemia says, looking at the caller ID. She walks over to one side of the catering area.

"Unbelieveable!" I exclaimed, sitting back down next to my prince. "Why must we go through another drama when we just finished a couple?" I groaned, hitting the table with my head.

"Princess," my prince tries to comfort me by rubbing my back "what do you mean by you don't do beauty contests?"

"Big Sister and I weren't the normal girls growing up. We called them 'stupid girls' like from Pink's song. We always go by our own way. She and I don't mind them, we're just not them."

"Well then," Artemia speaks, joining us "we have to put the wedding plans on hold again."

"How come Sweetheart," Roman asked, looking at her.

"Because they are going to give us the information on Monday so we may or may not put them on hold."

"We can still plan as you get ready for the contest," Dean suggests.

"There's an idea," I smiled "what are you going to do for the talent part."

"That's for me to know and you all will find out," she smirks a dark smirk, placing her hands on her hips.

My eyes widen. The last time I saw that smirk is when she has a master plan. Artemia's good at master plans.