As the female walked out on the stage, she waved to her fans who were cheering loudly. She had just started in the WWE a few months ago and thanks to Vince McMahon, Kelly Kelly was a household name just because she was nineteen years old and flashing her breasts to the loyal viewers of the WWE. From Florida, Kelly was living her dream. Hell, she had done her share of bikini contests, flaunting her body but to be known by the fans by the 'exhibitionist', it was a step up.
As she walked to the ring where three hopefuls were to take her out on a date, she slid into the ring and tugged at her black boy shorts and her red bra sparkled top and fixed her platinum blonde hair out of her eyes before sitting down next to a partition which blocked her view from Santino Morella, Cody Rhodes and Chris Jericho.
Yes, Chris Jericho. Y2J had made his comeback with full force and soon became a champion in the WWE. He seemed to have it all, his loyal Jericholics, the Intercontinental Championship, and yet... something was missing. Chris Jericho was still single. Shocking. He just never found the right girl. Even when he took time off from the WWE, the relationships he had were never long term.
As Kelly was handed a microphone, she smiled warmly at the stage hand and nodded once. "Ahem," she smirked at the fans who were cheering loudly. She crossed her legs over, which were covered by black boots that went to her knees. She would always play up her exhibition character- wearing little to no clothing every time the fans would see her. She winked once and smiled. "Bachelor number one.." she smiled gently as she heard Santino let her know that he was listening.
"If you were to take me on a date tonight, what would we do?"
And now here he was, on the WWE's version of the dating game. Was this a solution? Hell no, but Chris wouldn't mind going on a date with a beautiful diva, though he really had no clue who Kelly Kelly was. He had heard that she was the resident stripper of the WWE and that didn't sound like girlfriend material to him. But Y2J thought he'd at least get some laughs out of this sketch... and McMahon forced him to do this since he could bring in the most viewers. Chris sighed as she asked Santoko the first question.
"Well, a-Kelly Kelly, I'd take you back to my place and you can a-cook my some spaghetti," Santino replied as the crowd booed.
As Kelly listened to Santino, she pouted her lips gently. "Well," the blonde said in her bubbly voice. "I don't know how to make spaghetti.." she frowned.
Jericho stifled a laugh. How could she not know how to make spaghetti? Maybe he should've argued against doing this. It was clear this woman was not going to be a match with him.
She took a deep breath, shook her head once and finally looked at the cards that were in her hands. "Bachelor number two," she said, chewing on the inside of her cheek.
The problem with her life right now was that she was single.. she had just gotten off a failed kayfabe relationship with Balls Mahoney and before that, even, she had been betrayed by Extreme Expose and The Miz... Kelly's love life was hectic and hopefully, by finding someone she was compatable with, they could understand each other's schedules and be able to spend time with one another.
Cody's ears perked up and Kelly smiled softly as she asked the question. "Which Disney character would you say best describes you?" she asked with a giggle as Cody thought about it for a moment or two.
"Well," the son of the American Dream said with a grin. "I'd probably say that Mickie Mouse does," he said. Kelly grinned. She knew exactly who the first two men were -- she had heard about Santino's obsession with spaghetti from Maria -- and his accent was a dead give away, and with Cody, she and him had talked about Disney when they were in California. "Right," she beamed at the partition.
"Bachelor number three," Kelly said as the crowd went berserk. Supposedly, they wanted the exhibitionist to choose the Millennium Man. She rose a brow and smiled softly. "If I chose you, would you be a gentleman and kiss me after the date and leave? Or would you be confident enough to go in for the kill and ask to come inside?" she asked.
Chris smirked, letting the crowd cheer for him for a bit before bringing the microphone to his lips. "Well, I'd definitely have the confidence to go in for the kill," he replied. "I'm not an Italian idiot or a little wuss, like the other ass clowns over here. I take chances and I know I could definitely show you a good time."
Santino was angry at Jericho's last comment and stood up. "Now, wait-a just a minute. I am no idiot, you son of ma gun! My name is-"
"Yeah, we know what it is. Now sit down Santokyo and let the lady finish asking her questions," Jericho replied.
Kelly, at this point, wanted to see the action on the other side of the wall but she gave up and cleared her throat once again. "Hey, yo," she stated, shrugging her shoulders. "Listen," she said softly with a small smile on her lips. She had asked a few more questions along the lines of "What kind of ice cream do you like the most" and "I love animals. What's your favorite animal?"
And then, Kelly smiled standing up. "I have decided that I want to go out with bachelor number three." she informed, the crowd going nuts as they ushered Cody and Santino out of the ring and moving Jericho to the side of the ring so she could spot him.
Jericho smirked, having been crowned the winner. His gaze shifted to Kelly and he had to smile. She was incredibly good-looking, which he assumed since she was employed with the WWE, but that wasn't what he was expecting.
She rose an eyebrow and brought the microphone up to her lips. "Hey, I thought that this was a competition between WWE stars," She muttered. "You're not in the WWE!" she stated, shaking her head.
His smile faltered slightly. Was she really that dumb? "Uh, Kelly Kelly, right?" he asked, making sure he had her name correct. "Where have you been?" he simply asked as the crowd went wild. "I've been back for a while now. Long enough to even become a champ," Chris said motioning towards his belt. "But I guess you don't keep up with the wrestling aspect of the WWE," Jericho said, smirking slightly. "I'm Y2J, baby and the only reason I came on this little show was to find a lady. And it seems that I have, now you picked me so how about we go on this little date and I can tell you all about my comeback since you missed it."
Kelly watched him before nodding her head, her hands sliding to her hips. "If you think you can handle me." she said in a tempting tone. Kelly had learned one thing in her life -- and that was that she wouldn't take crap from anyone. She placed her microphone up to her lips and smirked softly, looking out to the crowd. "I'll tell you if he does actually go in for the kill, girls," she winked before hearing not her theme song -- but Chris' theme song. She had heard it a few times, but hey, it wasn't like she listened all the time. She was on ECW, not on RAW... so mainly, other than Tuesdays, Kelly didn't think about wrestling.
"Oh, this one is feisty," Jericho commented. "I like it," he added with a grin. So maybe she wasn't a dumb blonde, but it was clear to him that she definitely had heard moments.
She moved to the ropes, looked at Chris with a raise of an eyebrow before motioning to the ropes, her hands placing themselves back onto her hips. "Be a man, yeah?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. She tapped her foot on the match and rose an eyebrow.
Jericho chuckled, but made his way over to the ropes. "Of course," he replied, opening the ropes for her as she stepped out of them. He couldn't help but check her out before giving a thumbs up to the crowd.
He was handsome, she would give him that. But still.
"Wow, the things McMahon comes up with," Torrie Wilson commented, grabbing a bottle of water. She, along with the other superstars and divas, had watched the dating show unfold and she had to admit it was pretty funny. But it's not like the Boise babe needed to go on a segment like that. Torrie had recently started going out with RAW's own John Cena. They had been friends for awhile, though there were always more serious feelings underlying their friendship.
Kelly walked down the ring steps and began to walk up the aisle. She took a deep breath and looked at her friend Torrie, rolling her eyes. "I get to go on a date with a has been," she announced, hugging the other blonde with a small sigh. The blonde was definitely not interested in the idea of her and Chris having to go out later that night.
Torrie laughed. "He's not that bad, Kelly," she replied. "Just act like you're having fun. You know what McMahon will do if you don't sell the story," she said softly.
Kelly sighed quickly before hearing Vince McMahon's booming voice coming towards the two blonde divas.
"Well," the male called out, clapping Kelly on the back with a nod. "Good job out there, Kelly. We're going to use this," he informed. "We're going to make sure that you and Chris use each other for some good ol' story lines." he winked.
Jericho made his way backstage and sighed. This was going to be hell. What the hell were they going to talk about on their little date? Maybe he could give her some cooking tips.
"Speaking of," McMahon said, his attention turning on Chris. Jericho sighed as he realized McMahon had spotted him. Damn.
"Chris, my man!" he smiled. He walked over to the male and nodded. "Tonight is your big night with Kelly," he stated. "I want you to get some dirt on her." he muttered. "Get some good juice that we can use in a story line." the elder male smiled. "Pay checks will get bigger, Chris, I can promise you that." he winked.
"Sure, no problem, Vince," Chris assured McMahon before the chairmen walked off. "What kind of dirt does Kelly have? The girl doesn't really like to hide anything," he muttered to himself.
"Vince seemed like he's in some high spirits," John Cena said, walking towards his girlfriend of three weeks. He looped his muscular forearm around the Boise diva's waist and shook his head.
"Oh yeah, he's definitely high all right," Torrie muttered before kissing John on the cheek.
Kelly looked at Torrie and laughed softly. The John Cena and Torrie Wilson pairing had been a dream made in fan's minds years ago - especially when John did that notorious blessing at Thanksgiving on Smackdown. He was a nice guy and Kelly was happy that he had finally jumped and asked Torrie to go out one night.
Jericho looked over to see John and sighed with relief. The two were actually good friends and he needed to talk to someone about this bogus storyline. "Cena! Get your chain gang ass over here!" Jericho called out oh-so affectionately.
"Jericho!" John grinned. "What's going on, man? Congratulations on taking Kelly out."
"Oh, yeah it's a real treat," Jericho replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"But she's a nice girl, she's like a sister to me," he smiled. "But then again, all the divas are like sisters to me," he smirked. "Except... Torrie, cause that'd just be a wee bit wrong, huh?" he asked, shrugging as he adjusted his hat - his nervous habit.
"John, the girl is dumber than Santino!" Chris exclaimed." She didn't even know I was back with the WWE! How can you call yourself a wrestler and not keep up with the business?" he asked. "She's just like half the other divas around here, all beauty, no brains. Just look at her," he said. (c)
John's eyes flashed back to Kelly and Torrie and he grinned, shaking his head and finally let his blue eyes glance back at Y2J. "Where you taking her?"
"And you clearly don't see a problem with that, then again look who you're going out with," Chris mumbled before running a hand through his hair. "I don't know where to take her, she probably doesn't even eat! Maybe McDonalds, she could use a burger or two."
As Kelly glanced over at Cena, who walked over to her date, she rolled her eyes and placed her hands on her hips. "Oh my god, Torrie, don't even tell me that has been isn't that bad," she muttered. "I already don't like him." the blonde informed, shaking her head once.
Torrie laughed softly. "Well, why not? I mean Chris Jericho is good-looking and although he's a bit...cocky at times, I heard he can be really sweet," she replied, trying to cheer up her best friend. "Just be nice and try to have a good time. And if the date sucks, well at least you got a free meal," she giggled.
Kelly could only dream of being in a storyline with John Cena like Torrie was -- but all in due time, yes? As for now, Kelly shoved her hands through her hair and let out an exasperated sigh. "Torrie, I'm gonna go get changed," she informed, leaning forward and kissing her friend's cheek simply. "I'll catch you around, yeah? If I need you, I'll text you and you call and end the date... say.. someone in my family died, or something like that okay?" Kelly questioned; Torrie had done it when she went on a solo date with the Miz... after ten minutes of Mike talking about himself, Kelly had texted Torrie with a "911" and five seconds later, Torrie came to the rescue.
Torrie nodded, hoping it wouldn't come to that. "Okay, just try to stay calm and if he says anything out of line, slap him," she said with grin. This would be an interesting segment to watch and Torrie hoped Jericho wouldn't be a total bastard.
Kelly turned on her heel and looked at Chris with a look of distain on her lips. "Meet me at my locker room in ten," she said simply. "So we can get this over with," the blonde added in, waving a quick goodbye to John and walking down the narrow hallway, her black heels giving a soft "click" with every step she took to get away from the Asshole of the Millennium.
"Wow, and I thought I was liking the feisty side of Kelly," Jericho commented. "But that was harsh. I don't know why she's pissed off, she's going on a date with Y2J. Hell, even I'd be excited."
John took a deep breath and watched as Kelly walked off. "See ya, Kell." he called out. The man sighed, looking at his friend and shrugged his shoulder. "You go into this, in front of the cameras with that kind of an attitude and you won't get this storyline," he informed. "And trust me," John added. "It's always nice to have a storyline with a diva.. especially someone like Kelly.. She carries an enormous amount of clout with the ECW fans and even RAW's fans," he shrugged. "And, she's good looking. Not like, Victoria or something." he informed. "She doesn't look like a man, so... just be thankful she's not like Beth," he teased, nudging his friend.
Jericho chuckled softly, but his mind was elsewhere. He was already forming a plan. This could be a really good opportunity to boost his own success. A good storyline can make a superstar. He knew he had the talent to become a legend, but with a memorable storyline as well, Y2J could become bigger than ever.
"Sure, she's not all that bright, but hey!" he laughed. "Neither are you," he joked.
"Oh, ha, ha," Chris said sarcastically. "I may be partially blonde, but I'm not dumb."
He waved Torrie over and smiled softly. "Chris, just, trust me... make this date good for the cameras and you'll get more airtime on RAW... if you get close enough, you'll get on two brands, which is always a major plus." he winked. "Trust me." he said, punching his friend's shoulder playfully.
"You'll thank me for this."
Jericho smirked. "I like the way you think, Cena. But I gotta go get ready," he began. "Wish me luck!" he called before heading towards his locker room.
Torrie came over in time to hear the end of their conversation. "I hope you didn't give Chris any stupid ideas. Kelly's already stressing over this date," she warned. "But I guess we should go watch this go down and hope for the best."
Chris quickly changed into a nice black collared shirt with dark jeans. He fixed his hair as he took one last look in the mirror. "Handsome," he said to himself before heading towards Kelly's dressing room, knocking on the door. This would be something he could never forget.