Prin·cess n.
A woman member of a royal family other than the monarch, especially a daughter of a monarch.
A woman regarded as having the status or qualities of a princess.

Billion Dollar Prin·cess n.
Stephanie McMahon

She had known it was just like riding a bike. Stephanie McMahon was on top once more. Winning in her very first match as a UPW diva, against the heavily favored Pamela Paulshock, Stephanie proved once again that she was just a typical McMahon...a winner no matter what the odds. Well there was the talk of the fact that Jonathan Coachman had helped her win by slamming a steel chair across the back of Paulshock. That wasn't how Stephanie remembered it. She remembered that Coach was doing his best to make her lose. Well she showed him and everyone else.

This week, Coach decided to reward...okay, punish her by making her face a spirit squad reject, Cheerleader Melissa. Just who the hell was this pom pommed dope and what did she think that she would do against the most dominant woman in wrestling, the Billion Dollar Princess herself...Stephanie McMahon!

A dark limo travels down the streets of Los Angeles, the City of Angels. Inside, hidden behind the mirrored windows, enjoying the coolness of perfectly climatized luxury, Stephanie McMahon holds court. Joining her is a group of blowsy, giggly women, the type that make cockteasing a national sport. Women with names like Buffy and Tippy and Missy, and the girls are discussing the latest fashions they are on the hunt for as the limo turns onto their street of dreams...Rodeo Drive.

Smiling, Stephanie leans back into the plushness of the leather seats as Missy leans over, a finger poised over the window control but is stopped by the sound of All Grown Up.

Missy, Hanger on #1
Oh my Gawd...you like totally have your theme as your ringtone. Me too. But like I am your biggest fan Steph, for real.

Stephanie smiles and nods like she has just handed the world to Missy as she opens the very expensive cell phone.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
Hello, Stephanie McMahon speaking...

Her smile fades slightly as she hears the voice on the other end of the conversation.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
Jonathan...Coachman. What can I do for you?

Listening politely, Stephanie begins to let her crossed leg swing slightly. Buffy nudges Tippy and the two giggle behind their hands as Stephanie motions for silence.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
Speaking of last week, I do have to admit that you made me rethink my opinion of you. That was quite the act you put on for the fans and Pamela. Making it look like you and I were in cahoots the whole time. A stroke of genius and I am so glad that I was able to take advantage of it. No...that is alright, you don't have to thank me Coach, it was my pleasure.

Pulling the phone away from her ear, Stephanie smiles as a choked sound escapes that makes the three women giggle. Bringing it back, she shakes her head.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
Listen Coach. I know you think that you and I connected. And I would have to say that on some level, we did connect for that brief...really brief second that it took for you to realize that maybe just maybe it would be the right thing to do and join forces with the woman that you know will be your most dominant force in this division.

Nodding again, Stephanie motions for the bottle of imported water that can now be seen chilling in a wine bucket. Tippy and Missy get into a slap fight over who will hand the bottle to Ms McMahon. Buffy sneaks by both and grabs it, passing it to Stephanie with a smirk that earns her a slap on the back of the head from both Tippy and Missy.

Buffy, Hanger on #2
Owwww...what the hell was that for?

The three hangers on fall to arguing as Stephanie sighs like it is a burden to have to share the limo with them. She turns and looks out the window.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
You know Coach, actually working together might be a good idea. After all, you could learn from the best after all if we work together.

A laugh is heard then a mumble of something that just brings a look of angered disbelief to the face of Stephanie which causes the hangers on to move towards the driver's window, ready to knock on it to get him to stop so they could escape the wrath of the Billion Dollar Princess.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
Wait just a minute...Daddy didn't know how to handle the divas except for cheap sex objects and believe me most of them were cheap and if the truth be told, very easy. Don't believe me, just check out Kim Page or Pamela Paulshock. Nobody is cheaper than that.

Tippy, Hanger on #3
Oh snap...nice one Stephie...

Pulling the phone away from her ear, Stephanie pins Tippy with a glare.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
How many times do I have to tell you NOT to call me that.

Tippy, Hanger on #3
Oops...my bad Stephanie

Stephanie huffs and then puts the phone back to her ear in time to hear something about Pamela blaming her for the match she has this week.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
Blaming me...Oh Coach, that is too funny. Letting her say that you take orders from me. You are your own man and just because you are taking lessons from my administration doesn't mean that you can't think for yourself like Pamela is suggesting. I for one think that you are very smart to take direction like you do. Nobody else is as malleable or moldy like you...

Stephanie laughs softly at her attempt at humor but the three ditzs with her just shake their heads. Stephanie rolls her eyes, frustrated that they can't get her humor. Dismissing the three, she again turns her attention to the passing shopfronts.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
I do have one little problem and that is the fact that I am facing Cheerleader Melissa. Why is that I wonder? Do you think that I am not able to beat people Coach? I will have you know that I am a former champion that has beaten some of the best divas out there. So why am I not facing people like Kim Page or Trish Stratus or someone like that. Hell why am I not getting a title shot like I deserve

Stephanie's eyes widen as she listens to the explanation from Coach.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
What do you mean "how would it look?" It would look like you were finally giving me the due that I am...well...due. How long have I been held back because it was not right to get the shot at any of the titles. And don't tell me that I was management and I shouldn't have gotten a shot. My father won the WWE championship when he owned WWE. My brother held the European title. I held the women's title. And now that I am not management you are holding me back. Coach...honestly...this isn't helping your cause with me. But I have to go now, we are at Prada and there are a pair of shoes waiting for me.

Not even waiting for Coach to say anything, Stephanie snaps the phone closed. The limo stops and the four get out. Stephanie poses for a moment outside of the store.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
You know...I was so wrong about Coach. I thought only the Rock could control him but I proved that wrong didn't I?

With the three bobbing heads of her "friends" Stephanie smirks more then motions for one of them to open the door of Gucci for her. Really, you can't expect someone like Stephanie McMahon to open her own door.

Cheer up...It is only going to be another Loss for you

An arena is filled with fans who are cheering and screaming as All Grown Up blares out over the speakers. Stepping out into the arena, Stephanie McMahon looks over the fans with the trademarked smirk that she has become known for. Getting to the ring, she climbs the stairs and slides inside. Posing for the crowds as chants of "Slut" ring out, Steph then moves to the side and demands a microphone. Walking back to the center of the ring, she poses and brings the mike to her lips.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
Thank you all for the wonderful reception you have given me. If I didn't know better, I would think that you were cheering for me a little TOO much and that might make the other divas jealous so we best tone it down a little.

Stephanie smiles cockily as she looks over the now booing fans.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
I know...but what are you going to do. Wouldn't want them to feel bad, not now that it is so close to Christmas. And speaking of Christmas, I have to say that I went out of my way to get my opponent something for the holiday. It was uncalled for I know, but I am just a very generous person and I thought that she would appreciate all the hard work I went through to get it for her. So Melissa...here is my Christmas gift for you.

Stephanie points to the entrance where three members of the former Spirit Squad appear.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
I am sorry that I could only get three of them on such short notice Melissa.

The Spirit Squad Three
READY...OK!
Steph McMahon is the best...better for sure than all the rest.
Poor Melissa, no chance to chose...Facing her you're gonna lose!

The three male cheerleaders begin to jump and vogue on the stage as Stephanie nods and the fans boo. Clapping, Steph watches as the three leave the arena.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
Merry Christmas Melissa. I got you the gift that keeps on giving and does it with a smile. And I made arrangements with the people in the back to tape the gift and present you with a copy so you can keep watching it over and over again.

Stephanie laughs then turns serious for the moment.

Stephanie McMahon, Billion Dollar Princess
Now I have some things to address. One...Pamela Paulshock. You like to make threats towards me because I was just too much for you and beat you down 1, 2, 3 in front of all the fans last week. Pammy...let it go. You want to be the big bad bitch...well you are looking at her so quit acting like you are so tough. You want to get some payback for what happened...just bring it on and I will show you once again why I am the dominant female and you are just jersey comic relief. Secondly, I am putting the divas on notice. Stephanie McMahon is putting her name in line for the Diva World championship. I am tired of waiting. I am tired of being thought of as just a former GM. I want my title shot to prove that I am more than just what everyone else thinks of me. And I am going to get it even if I have to get it from beating up any and everyone that Coach puts in front of me. And that isn't a threat, that is a McMahon guarantee!

Throwing the mike to the canvas, Stephanie poses again then makes her way out of the ring and up the ramp to disappear behind the curtain.