Beat up the hairdresser
The salon was buzzing with excitement as Lady Queen, the reigning monarch of Frany Queen Wrestling, sat regally in the chair. Her eyes flashed with anticipation as she watched the new hairdresser meticulously work on her luscious locks. However, unbeknownst to the hairdresser, he had accidentally stepped into the ring without realizing it.
As he finished up, Lady Queen leaned back in the chair and sighed contently. Suddenly, her eyes widened in anger when she noticed a strand of her hair out of place. In an instant, she snapped out of the chair and towered over the hairdresser, glaring down at him with fiery eyes.
"What is the meaning of this?" she demanded, her voice booming throughout the salon. The hairdresser trembled beneath her gaze, realizing he'd made a grave mistake. Lady Queen's power radiated off of her in waves, making him feel small and insignificant.
Without warning, Lady Queen lashed out with a devastating blow that sent the hairdresser flying across the room. He crashed into the wall, leaving a dent behind as he crumpled to the floor in a heap. The other customers gasped in shock while the salon workers scurried to hide behind their stations.
Lady Queen stared down at the defeated hairdresser with a mixture of disgust and amusement. She turned her attention back to her hair, running her fingers through it contently. As she did so, she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction wash over her. This was why she was the queen—because no one dared challenge her authority.