French Fight: Tilly VS Isabelle - Epilogue

In the blue corner of the ring, Isabelle regained consciousness. Seeing her corner team feeling relieved that she alright.

Gael: Welcome back to the world of the living.
Isabelle: Urrgh! What happened?
Nadia: You and your opponent were out like lights.
Bertrand: And it almost ended in a draw.
Isabelle: Did I win... or is it another loss?
Gael: We’re not sure yet. But as I’ve said. Win, lose or draw, I’m proud of you for making this far and so should you.
Nadia: Hey Isabelle. Tomorrow afternoon, when you’re rested up, what you say we get something at the Boxing Gloves Cafe? My treat.
*Isabelle smiles*
Isabelle: As long as you’re buying.

At the red corner of the ring, Tilly also regained consciousness. Her corner team were relieved that she was alright.

Odette: *hugs Tilly* Thank God, you’re alright.
Gibbon: That’s the second time tonight, the bell saved your ass. But we’re glad you’re OK.
Tilly: Urrgh! What happened?
Gibbon: Both you and your opponent were down for the count.
Tilly: So is the fight a draw?
Odette: We don’t know yet. But it almost did. We should be getting the results soon. But no matter what the outcome is of this match, I am very proud of you little sister.
Gibbon: You’ll always be a winner in our eyes.
Tilly: ...Thank you. Both of you.

Soon the announcer enters the center of the ring, with the judges score sheets. He signals for the bell for the crowd’s attention.

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen! Please give a round of applause to both boxers for tonight’s fight.

The crowd, along with Isabelle’s & Tilly’s friends, gave applause to both fighters. Both Tilly and Isabelle meet in the center of the ring with the referee.

Announcer: The results are in. We have a split decision! Judge number 1 scores 8 to 2, in favour of... Beaumont!
*The crowd cheered*
Marina: YES! Come on, one more vote.
Announcer: Judge number 2 scores 7 to 3, for Boobonski!
*Some of the crowd cheer, while others booed*
Caius: OH BOO YOURSELVES! Come on, one more for our girl Tilly.
Announcer: Judge number 3 scores 7 to 3, the winner by split decision... “The French Bulldozer”, Isabeeelllllllee Beeaauuumoont!!

The crowd cheered even louder. Isabelle was surprised as the referee raised her arm in victory. Her corner team and friends cheered with great joy, while Tilly’s corner team and friends were very disappointed. Isabelle smiled, for it was her first victory in a very long time and she has made an impact on the WWBEO. She then turned to Tilly and shook her hand.

Tilly: Congratulations Beaumont. You deserved it. You were a worthy opponent.
Isabelle: Thanks. You were a worthy opponent as well Boobonski.

Isabelle then turns to her corner team and joins in the celebration. Tilly on the other hand, leaves the ring and heads to her changing room. As she leaves, she quickly looks back. Then she continues forward with a smile on her face. While she may have lost, she got some satisfaction from all of this.

Owen: What night it’s been. Big congratulations to The French Bulldozer for winning the fight. So you know what that means?
Jolene: Yeah, yeah I know Owen. A promise is a promise. I’ll have that recording of myself eating that old Sunday dress on mine ready for tomorrow and uploaded on YouTube by the end of the week.
Owen: Well that’s all we have time for. Until our next fight night, I’m Owen Smith and she’s “G.I. Jolene” Tealfoot.
Jolene: And we’ll see you in the ring.
Owen & Jolene: Good night.


It has been 10 days since the fight. One afternoon, Tilly and the Petit siblings had just finished their work at the Moulin Rouge. Along the way they met up with Odette. She was praying near the Eiffel Tower. The others decided to join her.

???: Hey there. I never thought I’d encounter you again so soon.

The voice was familiar to Tilly. She turned around and she sees Isabelle Beaumont. Smiling despite her scar still showing.

Tilly: Oh! What are you doing here?
Caius: I bet I know why! You’re here to rub it in that you won & she lost! Aren’t ya?!
*Monique, Odette & Tilly elbowed Caius’ head*
Monique, Odette & Tilly: ZIP IT CAIUS!!
Isabelle: Relax! I’m NOT those kinds of boxers who do that crap. *Faces Tilly* And to answer your question, I was coming here to pray for some neighbours that died recently. Even if I barely know some of them. By the way, how are your ribs and eye?
Tilly: Much better. By the way, sorry for scarring your face.
Isabelle: Oh this? No you didn’t do that. It’s my pitiful excuse of a father who did this to me!

*Isabelle & Tilly then sit on a bench*
Isabelle: For the longest time I could remember, I kept my scar hidden from everyone. Fearing that they’ll judge me, just by my appearance and attitude alone. Before our match, only 3 people that I know I could trust know about my scar. Now thanks to my carelessness, everyone knows it.
Tilly: ...I’m sorry.
Isabelle: Don’t be. After our fight, for the first time in my entire life. Not only it was my first victory in a very long time, but also I felt like I’ve had a lot of weight lifted off of my shoulders. My friends still supported me for what I was. I guess I should be thanking you for all of this.
Odette: I understand how you feel Isabelle.
*Isabelle & Tilly then focus on Odette*
Odette: I too have been scarred by a bad parent. I still have those whipping scar marks behind my back. It took me and my half-sister to finally get the courage to tell the police about our evil mother. May she burn in Hell on the day she dies!
Isabelle: Save some room for my “grateful” father. Sometimes I don’t know why we’re the unlucky ones around here. Why our parents made us to who we are?
*Tilly holds Isabelle’s hand*
Tilly: We may not know the answers right now. But as long as we have someone in our lives who at least gives a damn, we’ll find some form of happiness. At least, that’s what I want to believe.

*Tilly then gives Isabelle a hug*
Isabelle: Hey Tilly. Your boobs are as soft as pillows. I could sleep on them all day if I could.
Tilly: Heh heh. I get that complement a lot.
*They both stand up*
Isabelle: Well I better go rendezvous with Nadia. There’s this new movie about a boxer, that’s out this week. It was nice speaking to you and your half-sister.

Isabelle begins to walk away.
Tilly: Hey Beaumont! *Isabelle looks back* If you ever need a sparring partner, don’t hesitate to let me know and also, I hope you and I will have a rematch.
Isabelle: Likewise.

Isabelle then waves good bye to Tilly as she runs off to meet up with Nadia. While Tilly, Odette & the Petit siblings head to their homes, for a well needed rest.



THE END!