I know I keep on lying and saying that I am not going to post anymore,
but yeah here is really the last one!
Next will be Rags! Hope you guys enjoy.
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"Randy will you stop being a puss bag and give into the man." The ex champ John Cena, raised his voice to argue with his best friend. Randy glared at his friend with ice cold eyes, and his signature smirk.
"Why should I? There is no reason for me to have an assistant." He spat back, shifting his eyes to the boss.
"Randy, after all that has happened with this accident and you being out and everything, I think this will be a good thing." The boss of them all, Vince McMahon held the sides of his head as if they were going to break. "Your life is anything but an organized place."
Randy jumped quickly to open his mouth, but was shut down by the glares of John and Vince. The killer wanted to argue his case on why an assistant was not needed, but it didn't matter he was forced to give in.
"You really want me to do this?" the killer sighed, staring at the two men in the room. "Fine, I'll start looking." he muttered.
Both Vince and John cocked their head to the killer with awe that he gave in so easily. This was way too easy, there had to be a catch onto why after only ten minutes in the room and nothing broken did he agree to this ordeal.
"Well, no need to worry; it is already taken care of." Vince reassured the two men in the room. John held in his laughter, as Randy stared at his boss with curious eyes. Truth be told he was scared out of his mind about the new girl that was going to be taking his life and making it into sense.
"Well who is this person?" Randy was curious now. If it was going to be a girl maybe he could persuade her to do any bidding that he had, but knowing Vince he was going to make it the ugliest girl or a dude.
"The name is Devin, and that is all I am giving you. This person will be here in about a week. They have all the information they need for the moment and as I speak they are in the midst of helping." The boss man didn't even look up from the papers on the desk. "Now I have some work to do, so I must bid you guys' good bye."
The ex champ grabbed his friend by the arm, dragging the protesting killer out the door. John hoped it was a girl as well, more charm for him and less for Randy. The killer glared at his friend with ice cold blue eyes. He was as corious as his buddy.
"What ya think bro?" John leaned his body on the wall using his soft spoken voice.
"I'm nervous, I have a feeling this is going to be one ugly chick or a dude," Randy sighed shaking his head. "Can we go to the bar; I need a drink after this ordeal."
The ex Champ laughed leading his friend down the hall. He was right knowing Vince they way they do he has some reason to why he already ordered an assistant. Whoever it was he knew somehow she was going to be thrown into a crazy storyline. His gut was telling him something was not right.