"What if I win?"
"Not gonna happen."
"But what if I did?"
Candice Michelle asked her boyfriend again as she was holding one of the remote controls of Playstation. They were trying to spend their times while they were waiting for their friends, Mickie James and John Cena.
They were spending their Friday nights like this. Well, mostly waiting for Mickie and John. Four of them were always going to a restaurant, cinema or café.
Randy Orton sighed. He knew Candice wouldnt beat him. No one could beat him on Playstation. Especially if It's Smackdown vs Raw 2009.
"Then I will take you out for a dinner," He suggested.
"You already do that," Candice shrugged. "How about something more interesting?"
"This time I will get a permission from McMahon for two of us to go on a holiday? Or even with John and Mickie?"
"Deal," said Candice with a smirk. They both loved going on a vacation. Especially if they were alone.
Candice loved how Randy trusted himself. But there was something she loved even more. Proving him that she was always right.
They both looked at the LCD screen in front of them. Randy quickly changed the Game Rules in the Options. He removed the DQ and chose the Legend and Fast options.
"Legend?" Candice asked, raising her eyebrow at him.
A small smirk played on Randy's lips as he nodded. "Scared already?"
She narrowed her eyes. "Not at all, Orton."
He let out a slight chuckle as he chose One on One. Then it came to choosing characters. Candice quickly chose her character with a giggle. As Randy was about to choose himself, he realised Candice was playing himself.
It was his time to raise an eyebrow. She gave him a cute smile which made him smile and looked back at the screen, again.
That's fine if she wants to play like this… Randy thought to himself with a grin.
He chose Candice as his character, then picked Summerslam for the area. And finally pressed the play button. Here we go…
As the game was loading, both of them looked at each other with narrowed-eyes and little smirks.
The first entrance was Candice's character Randy's. He walked through the ring with I Hear Voices In My Head. Since she choosed him as Dirty, the crowd wasnt cheering.
The second entrance was Randy's character Candice's. She jumped up and down when her theme, What Love Is, the remix version was playing.
Once both of their characters made their entrances, there was another load. They both sighed and waited the game to begin.
Finally, the bell rang and both of them grabbed the remote controls hard.
In the game, Randy pulled Candice in a headlock then punched her on the face. He pushed her through the ropes and waited her to come back which she didnt. Instead, she jumped on him and choked him, causing the crowd to boo. Then sat on the back of him as she put her hands around his neck, pulling him into a submission.
Back to the Randy's living-room, Candice's eyes widened. She couldnt give up, not yet. She pressed every button she could. Especially R2, she was almost breaking it.
As Candice's character Randy got rid of the submission move, he slipped out of the ring to grab a steel chair. Randy's character Candice jumped on him from the corner before he could grab a steel chair.
"You play dirty," Candice hissed at him.
"Me?" Randy asked with a grin. "You were about to grab a steel chair, Candilicious."
Candice rolled her eyes and kept controlling virtual Randy in the game. After blocking virtual Candice's punches, he finally could make a DDT on her. Using the time now, Candice made his character Randy grab a steel chair and hit Randy's character Candice over and over again, until the steel chair got disappear.
"Who plays dirty now?" Randy muttered with fury.
"Me," Candice told him with a proud look as she made her character pull Randy's to the in the middle of the ring to pin.
1…2…
Virtual Candice lifted her shoulder. Candice narrowed her eyes and elbowed his character before her character sent his character to the corner. Candice made her character to run through his. But Randy could get away from the attack. Virtual Candice pulled Randy's head from behind and made a neckbreaker.
"You know, it feels weird to watch yourself getting hurt," Randy chuckled at his virtual version on the screen.
Candice wasnt even listening to him. All she was focused on was gettin away from his pin.
1…2…
Candice let out her breath she was holding as she tried to get up. Before she could respond to his attack, Randy pressed a button and got ready for his character's finisher.
"Randy Orton, you're a cheater!"
Candice groaned and she let her head rest on the couch as she watched her own finisher. She always loved her finisher. But this time, it didnt impress her. Because the finisher happened to her character.
Hell, she was going to lose.
She didnt want to. She wanted to prove him that-
1…2…3…
And the bell rang. The referee lifted Randy's character Candice's hand to prove she had won.
Randy started to laugh as he saw the look on Candice's face. She was looking at him with narrowed eyes.
"Oh, come on. It's just a game," He told her, still laughing.
"Really, Orton?" Candice rolled her eyes.
"Mmm, wont you congratulate me?" He asked with a smirk.
"No."
"Aw."
Candice rolled her eyes as she slowly hugged him. "Congrats," She muttered. "Even though, I'm not telling you this by heart."
Randy let out a chuckle. "I know," He said. "If I would be the one who got that finisher, I wouldnt say that by heart, either."
Candice, head still buried in his neck, narrowed her eyes once again. "What?" She asked, not letting him go.
"And the diving, you know. I wish, I could have stopped you before you grabbed that chair but again, it was good," He said. "Still, you were good enough to fight againts a Superstar. Even though I was playing as Diva, I was actually playing as a Superstar."
Candice bit his neck, causing him to groan. Men and their ego, She rolled her eyes. She hated when they thought they were better than women. They were the same! Except some differences, though. But not that much!
"You still up for a fight, Orton?" She smirked as she thought of the damage she would do to Randy.
Before he could say anything, she pulled him into a headlock, just like how the game began. He grabbed her arms that around his neck and pushed them aside. He stepped back with a smirk. Then he lifted his hand, inviting her to make the first move.
Candice grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
"What the-"
Candice blew him a kiss. They began to laugh as Randy's phone vibrated.
"I've got it," Candice got off of him and grabbed his phone that on the table.
"Candice-"
Candice gasped as she read the message that was sent to him. "What the fuck?" She asked, a little more louder than she meant.
"I can explain-"
"Do it then!" Candice exclaimed. "Why the hell do you still hang out with her?" She asked as she narrowed her eyes at him.
"Because," He told her. But before he could finish his sentence, Candice's phone vibrated. Randy sighed and reached out for her phone. "I've got it."
Candice rolled her eyes then read the message that Stacy sent Randy over and over again.
"Candice?" Randy showed her, her own phone. "Looks like I'm not the only one who's seeing the ex's."
"What are you talking about?" Candice asked him as she grabbed her phone and read the message. "Oh..."
"What is this about?" He asked, pointing out the Mr. Kennedy's message that was sent to Candice.
"What was that about?" Candice shot back, opening the old topic about Stacy's message.
"Nothing," replied Randy.
"That was nothing, either, then." Candice said, looking at him with questioning eyes.
Randy raised his eyebrow. "Since when you started judge me because of my friends?"
"You meant Stacy Keibler when you mentioned the word, friends?" Candice asked. "I dont think so."
"Since when you began to see Kennedy?"
"Oh, who's judging now?" Candice narrowed her eyes.
"You," Randy replied quickly.
"Excuse me?" Candice cut him off before he opened his mouth to say something. "I'm not-"
"You sound like Vickie, now," Randy chuckled furiously.
Candice glanced up at him. "You didnt just say that..."
"Oh I did."
Before he could realise, Candice jumped on him. She started to shake him from left to the right. Then a cat fight happened between them. They were rolling each other off to be on top. They both hear something tearing up but they were too busy to notice. Soon enough, Randy was on top. But Candice didnt give in. She put her legs around his waist and began to crush him.
Randy groaned as he lifted them both and hit her back to the wall. It was her time to moan.
"You," Candice told him, legs still around his waist. "Tore my dress!" She exclaimed between heavy breathes.
"I've never liked it anyway."
"Too bad this will be the only dress you will be touching!"
"You're yelling at me for a dress?" Randy asked as he rolled his eyes. "You left me breathless and I'm not even complaining."
Candice faked a gasp. "Oh, there's… There's something on your lip. Like blood or so," She muttered, lifting her finger up to his lip.
Randy tilted his head and started to wonder what had happened to his lip. When his consantration was off, she pushed him off of her and ran to the kitchen.
He followed her quickly. Once he walked into the kitchen, something very hard hit him on the arm. Randy winced as he took a few steps back. "Ouch!" He let out. He glances up at Candice who was holding a fryer with a devil smirk. She, still holding the fryer, ran to the living-room.
He, again, followed her to the living-room. Knowing she would hit him anytime when he walks in, he started to walk near the wall. As soon as Candice saw him, she tried to attack but Randy blocked her kick. She crawled his arm, causing him to yell. "Damn!"
Getting more and more furious every single second, he lifted her up and threw her to the couch.
Candice groaned. "My back!" She exclaimed as she grabbed the remote controls under her body, on the couch.
Randy smirked as he pulled her arms above her head and placed himself between her legs. "Candice," He exclaimed between heavy breathes. "Listen to me."
"Listen to you for what?" Candice asked. "More lies?"
Randy groaned. "No for God's sake, just listen."
"Fine!"
"Fine," He repeated.
"Fine what?"
"It wasnt nothing. It was... something."
"Now we're getting somewhere. Go on," Candice told him.
"She broke up with Dave and she said she was in need of a friend who knew her too damn well."
"And you were available?" Candice suggested the next sentence for him.
"Kinda. But she knew about our relationship, Candy." He explained. "Alright, what about your message?" He asked.
Candice sighed. "He was seeing someone," She began. "He said, our relationship was the best he'd ever had but since it was over, he didnt wanna lose me as a friend."
"You bought it? Come on, Candice. He obviously wants you back!" Randy gave her a serious look, letting go of her arms.
"So does Stacy," Candice crossed her arms over her chest. "Are you too blind to see that?"
"I..."
Both of them stayed in silence for a minute. They didnt even look at each other but the floor. They knew they loved each other. They were just rgretting Candice was the one who broke the silence.
"I dont wanna share you with her, though..."
Randy glanced up at her then he let out a chuckle. "Me neither."
"So..." Candice cleared her throat.
"We're good as long as you wont see him..." Randy leaned to the wall.
Candice groaned. "You're jealous, arent you?"
"Ugh, yeah," Randy admitted.
Candice smiled. "Okay, I'm fine with it as long as you dont see Stacy anymore."
"Alright."
Candice kissed him quickly on the lips. "So, where were we?" She asked, waiting for him to remind her.
"This," Randy lifted her up and walked over to the upstairs, carrying her in his arms.
Once they were up to walk to Randy's room, the door opened and Mickie James walked in with her boyfriend, John Cena. They were both shocked because of the view they just saw. Eveything was...different from what they left. If they wouldnt know their friends, they could have thought a bunch of dogs were staying there. The last thing they saw was a Playstation and the virtual Candice on the screen. Mickie and John looked at Randy who was carrying Candice in his arms. Her dress was completely mess just like both of their hairs.
"Anyone," Mickie told them. "Wanna explain?"
"Later, Micks?" Candice asked as she smiled. "I dont wanna ruin the mood."
"But what about the dinner?" She asked.
"Can we do it tomarrow? I'm kinda busy."
"Man, what's-"
"I'll tell you with the details, John," Randy said with a smirk. "But not now."
"Okay...?" Both, Mickie and John muttered at the same time.
"Well, we would be happy if we wont get disturbed," Randy grinned as he carried Candice to his room.
The other couple looked at each other as if they were trying to understand what was going on, why Candice's dress was a mess, why the living-room was like a war area?
"Are you up for a game?" John asked with a smirk of his own.
Mickie looked at between John and the Playstation. "Nah," She said. "I'm tired, anyway. But I promise I will make it up to you tomarrow, 'kay?" She kissed him on the lips.
He grinned and walked over to the upstairs. "You coming?"
"Mhm," Mickie nodded with a smile as both made their ways to John's room. She couldnt help but add, with a smirk. "Maybe we can have our dinner in your room."