Here's a Fic I wrote for my friend who's a like totally awesome drawer! She drew a nice picture of Preggy Orton and I had to write this for her.
Hope it's a good one! Here we go! Ortista love fest!
Disclaimer: I no own nothing!
"Big Dave man look, we need to talk."
Randy was nervous. Sure he sounded confident, dominant even but you could see he was sweating bullets. How would he explain this one? Why couldn't he just tell the entire locker room, why couldn't he look Big Dave Batista in the eye and tell him. Probably because he was just one person but quite possibly the only person this really mattered to, besides Ted and Cody. Randy walked out the ring and pulled him out a chair to sit in.
"And I'll wait right here until you come." Randy shifted around in the chair until he got comfortable and enjoyed the show. Sure watching Raw from the back was fine but nothing beat watching some good matches by ring side, not even performing. The wrestling took his mind off the real issue until he heard the Animal's theme hit the arena. With the confession Randy had to make, Batista's theme was his Graveyard symphony and Taker ain't had nothing on that.
There he was, entering the ring in his street clothes. He was sporting a nice pair of dark blue jeans and his oh so tight pink shirt. Dave could sure clean up nice when the time called. Randy bit his lip trying not to let his deep nervousness phase his persona. His persona in fact was his defensive shield. It was kind of like his charm that gave him confidence. Why? Who knows?
Randy walked into the ring and eyed Dave from head to toe. Gorgeous. He held his microphone up to his lips and took his long dramatic pause before speaking.
"As we all know, last week was Wrestle mania 26, where I proved that I was better than my two protégés by beating them. But even more so over last week was the Wrestle mania 26 after party. N-"
"Orton, what are you trying to say to me?" Batista interrupted seemingly out of the conversation. Big Dave was never really one to be patient anyway but that was another thing that floats Randy's boat. He licked his lips and brought the mic to his lips once more.
"Well Dave, do you remember what happened that night?" Dave looked deep in thought as if looking deep into the anoles of his cerebral cortex to recollect the events of that night. "You see Dave at the party Ted and Cody went home early leaving me by my lonesome so for a while I was miserable; probably the most miserable person there until you stumbled into the locker room. You really reeked of beer. John and I supposed it was because you wanted some way to drown your loses. Any who, I decided that I'd take you back to the hotel but lucky me you didn't have your key card on you so you stayed in my room with me that night." Randy looked at Dave suggestively and the crowd gave out some 'hoots' and 'hollas'
"I don't get what you're s-" Randy stopped his pacing and Batista to stand right in front of Dave. "Let's just say I really learned why the call you The Animal, 'BIG' Dave Batista." More ladies started cheering in the crowd while most of the guys put on their 'YUCK' faces.
Dave looked at Randy, "…Alright so what, I gave in to a moment of weakness. So why are you announcing your business like this to the entire world?" Randy looked as if he got angry for no good reason. He walked around Dave a few times before stopping behind him.
" I went to the doctors with my boys a few days ago Dave." Batista laughed. "Look Orton, whatever you caught, you caught it on your own. I was already tested. Maybe you should check one of your boys…" Randy turned to Dave a little confused but shook it off.
"No, you idiot! I don't have any disease, I'm pregnant!" Dave quickly whipped around and looked at Randy, who had a pouty look on his face with his arms crossed over his chest. The crowd went wild! Not a person in the arena, not even the people in the back were silent. Dave searched Randy's face for any sign of him lying through his teeth but there was nothing. Randy was drop dead serious. Pregnant? This MAN was PREGNANT? How in the heck…
"You're a man! T- That's impossible!"
"Well you tell that to my morning sickness." Dave was freaking out, just like he knew he would. Randy walked to the turnbuckle and sat; rubbing his stomach, waiting for Dave to get it together but he stopped when he noticed Dave watching him. "The doc says it won't take my 9 months like females but more like 9 weeks. She can't really tell me how this happened but she's working on it."
"Well how do you know it's my kid?"
"Kids," Randy corrected, "You mean how do I know it's you're eight kids?" Dave shook his head violently. "Well Dave a man just knows these type of things but my doctor has test results if you don't want to believe me." Batista wiped his face of sweat and stared at Randy who looked to him with a look of sheer annoyance.
Batista's mouth went dry, "Wow, So I guess I can't run this time huh?" Randy shook his head "no" and Batista eased out of the ring looking back at Randy from time-to-time. "Oh Big Dave what have you gotten yourself into?"
Well. Hope it's a good start!
