Summary: Edge (Adam) gets called over to babysit Mick Foley's kids... but they won't sleep without storytime!
Rated PG for some mild language. It's a bedtime story, people!
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Edge/Adam Copeland... but.. I'd like to...! I mean, if his wife didn't... Anyway, I don't own Mick Foley's kids. I don't own Mick Foley, either... you know, come to think of it I don't own ANYONE in these stories! So please don't sue me! (hides under her bedcovers)



Once Upon A Time

By Dezzie-Chan ^.^


Edge AKA Adam Copeland had been listening to his real-life good friend Mick Foley reel off rules for watching his kids for half an hour now, and still had a fake smile plastered on his face, making sure to nod every few seconds. How hard could it be to babysit a couple of little tykes? Besides, he thought it would take his mind off of work, and his eye, which was still a little sore after Unforgiven.

"Okay.. I think that's about it..." Mick made a face like he was deeply concentrating.

"Well, all right! Let's see the kids!" Adam sprung up from his seat and rubbed his hands together.

"Oh ho ho! Wait!" Mick laughed. Adam's face fell a little, and he sat back down. "Don't forget; Noelle loves her bedtime stories! Sometimes Duey likes them, too. So, don't forget to give them a nice storytime before sleepy-bye. If you're lucky, they'll fall asleep in the middle, anyway."

"Mick!" came a feminine voice from the other room. "Are we almost set?" Colette walked into the room, her hands on her hips and purse over her shoulder. She was dressed very nicely; a short black dress and fur-trimmed coat, which provided a drastic contrast to Mick's sweat pants and flannel shirt.

"All right, dear!" Mick and Adam stood up at the same time, and Mick slapped Adam on the shoulder. "We should be home pretty soon, tough guy! I hope they don't rough you up so bad!"

Adam nodded, weakly. Hey, Foley's kids were good kids, and sometimes being around children was good for cheering a guy up. This would be fun; he'd feel better afterwards.

"Kiiiiiids!" Mick called, receiving a chorus of 'yeah!' from the other room. "Be nice to Uncle Adam while mommy and daddy are gone!" Mick turned to leave, then suddenly, as Mick often does, got a better idea. "In fact, show him the wrestler impersonation game!"

Suddenly, Adam wasn't so sure this would cheer him up.



To Be Continued!