End of Evolution!
Ashley walked down the arena's main backstage hallway on her way to catering. She greeted a few people here and there. Ashley was a WWE diva, and had been for over a year. She had never been happier.
"Yo, Ashley".
Ashley turned her head and saw Dave Bautista heading toward her. This might have been an intimidating sight to anyone else, but for Ashley it was a welcome one.
"Hey B bear".
"Haven't I told you not to call me that with other people around"?
"Oops. Ha, sorry B".
"I guess I'll forgive you again".
"Whatever, your lucky I let you hang out with me".
"Okay, whatever you say. Where are you headed"?
"Catering".
"Cool, me too. I gotta meet the guys".
"Oh".
They walked on for a little while in silence.
"Oh my God".
"What"?
"Behold, Ashley was silent for a full minute… ouch".
"Butt munch".
Bautista rubbed his shoulder and pouted.
"Oh good lord, the Animal Bautista can't take a hit from a girl".
Bautista immediately straightened up and flexed his pecks.
"Mine are still bigger".
" Laughed, maybe, but I didn't buy mine".
"I didn't buy my boobs you freak".
"That is the easiest way to piss you off".
"Funny guy".
They had reached catering and had just walked through the doors laughing.
"Dave! Hey man, where have you been? Me and Ric have been waiting for you, hey pincushion".
"I'm not a pincushion. I only have 7 piercings".
"Whatever. Anyway, come on Dave. We got business to discuss".
With that Triple H walked off with B in tow. It wasn't a secret that Trip didn't like Ashley, but there were few people he did like. Ashley wondered over to the other side of the room to get some water.
"Hey Ash".
"Hey Randy, what's up"?
"Nothing much. Saw you hanging out with Bautista".
"Yeah, so"?
"Oh, just observing. He was a cool guy, but he really needs to wake up".
"Maybe, but that's his business right"?
"Yeah yeah. So, what are you doing tonight"?
"I'll be spending the evening trying to talk Bischoff into letting me kick Trish's ass".
"Haha. Okay, why"?
"Did you not see what happened last week"?
"Oh right, well that's one reason".
"One reason! She poured sewage into my gym bag".
"Yeah, that was a smelly situation".
"Oh your so funny. What about you"?
"I got a match against Edge. Speaking of which, I got to change, see ya".
"Bye, good luck".
After Randy left Ashley looked down at her own clothes. She was wearing a black skirt and blue tank top. I really hate this dress code shit. Ashley headed for the locker room to change into her own gear.
(Meanwhile on the other side of catering)
"Let me get this straight. You beat up Mark. The new little intern Mark".
"Yeah, you should have been there it was great".
"Okay Ric, why"?
"Why what"?
"Why Mark"?
"Uh… I don't know… Because we can".
"Speaking of 'why's'. Why do you keep hanging out with that Ashley chick"?
"Trip, not this again".
"Yes, this again. I just saw her talking to Randy Orton. You remember him? Our enemy".
"Man, we talked about this before. Ashley and me are friends, and yes, she's friends with Randy. I've talked to her about that, and she understands. She says she can be friends without it interfering in Evolutions business, and I agree with her. When Evolution comes into the mix she backs off, and lets us handle ourselves".
"Dude, she's a woman. Not even a great looking one at that".
"Trip don't…"
"No really, she's going to get into your head, and mess around and do what women do best. Make your life Hell".
"Whatever".
(Back in the Women's locker room)
Ashley took a deep breath. Much better. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing her favorite stretch flair blue jeans and a black bell sleeved crop top and black wrestling boots. She flexed her abs so her belly ring would flash in the light. Pincushion my ass. Ashley had 1 webb ring, 1 belly ring, 3 pairs of earrings, a cartilage piercing, and a nose stud. She also had two tattoos. Well, maybe half a pincushion. Ashley brushed her black and red hair out of her face and walked out of the locker room.
"Ashley, wait up"!
Ashley spun around to see Stacey Keibler hurrying after her.
"Hey Stac".
"Gimme a hug".
"So, what's up"?
"Not much, gasp are you gonna kick Trish's ass tonight"?
"God I hope so".
"Good"!
They laughed the rest of the way back to catering.
"Well, I'm going to go talk to Randy".
"By talk you mean make out with right Stacey"?
"Yep".
"Haha. Okay, cya".
Ashley spotted B sipping water. Wow, he's alone. That's a shocker.
"Hey Dave".
"Hey Ash".
" B are you okay"?
"Yeah fine".
"B".
"What"?
"Don't lie to me".
"Okay…okay. Trip told me not to hang out with you… again".
"Oh, I'm sorry".
"Why are you sorry"?
"Because, I'm the reason he gives you such a hard time".
"Ah, screw him. When have I ever cared what he had to say about you"?
" Laughs. I wonder why he hates me so".
"Who knows, who cares. Come here and give me a hug".
Ashley loved Dave's bear hugs. They weren't bone crushing, but just enough squeeze to make you feel safe.
"So, still friends"?
"Of course! Come here".
Dave picked Ashley up and set her standing on a chair.
"There. Now we can see eye to eye".
"Hey, just because I'm…"
"Short"?
"I prefer vertically challenged".
" Laughs. Whatever you say".
Then things got quiet. Ashley looked deep into Bautista's eyes and saw something flicker. She was dully aware that he was slowly leaning closer. Butterflies were going crazy in her stomach then…
"Damn"!
"What"?
Both spun around to see Simon Dean standing there, oblivious to what he had just broken up.
"What do you want"?
"Well, a word with you Ashley".
"Really, why"?
"I think you're in desperate need of my Simon System".
"What the Hell"?
"You might not know this, but you have a huge ass".
"I have a huge ass"?
"Yes, and you need my help".
Ashley looked at her ass. She couldn't see anything wrong with it.
"As you can see, that thing needs to lose weight, and it can be done with my…"
"Dude! What are you talking about? She doesn't have a huge ass".
"Bautista, thought your in great shape, I don't think you have the credentials to make that judgment".
"Oh Really? Well, I think Ashley has a very healthy ghetto booty".
"I have a ghetto booty"?
"Yeah, a nice, cute bubble butt".
"Aww, you think my butt's cute"?
"Yeah".
"Well thanks B".
"No prob".
"You have a cute butt too".
"Aww Ash, sniff Thanks. That really makes me feel special".
Simon stood there utterly confused for a few minutes.
"Uh, Barney, you can leave now".
Simon tried to think of a retort, but gave up and huffed and puffed and walked away.
AN: Incase any of you are wondering. A webb ring is a peircing underneath the tongue. I have this peircing and its one of my favorite. Infact, if you wanted to know whatI looked like just read Ashley's describtion. It was late and I didn't feel like thinking. :) I have most of the story finished its just transfering it from paper to computer thats taking me a while. So don't forget to reveiw and I'll update soon.