Truth or Dare
Setting: Backstage after a show
Characters: Adam, Jay Paul, Shannon, Amy, Trish, Stacy, Jeff, Matt, Chris, and Stephanie. I may add more later.
Authors Note: I do not own ANYTHING. If I did, I wouldn't be sitting at this computer right now. I'm not making any money off of it, so don't sue me. Anyways, this fic is assuming that you know that wrestling is scripted (they don't act according to their characters). It is also assuming that there was never a brand split. In this fic, Amy and Matt are dating, Paul and Stephanie just broke up, and the Hardy Boyz are still a tag team. Other than that, everyone is just friends. Also, I know this is one of the most overused ideas on fanfiction.net, but it is also, in my opinion, one of the most entertaining ones, so if you don't like it, don't read it. Anyways, enjoy the story. Oh, and please review; I feed off of feedback.
Chapter One
All of the electricity had just gone off. Those who were left in the building couldn't exit the doors, because they were electrically operated, and opened when you swiped your card. Fortunetely, there were at least some back-up lights, so they could all at least see. All of the wrestlers still in the building gathered together in one room to decide what to do. All of a sudden there was a loud crash of thunder, and Amy jumped into Matt's arms. Stephanie looked at them regretfully, still bitter about her recent divorce.
"What are we supposed to do now?" Jay asked.
"No idea," Paul replied. "The electricity's gone off and we can't get out the damn door."
"What about the front doors?" Stephanie asked.
"They're locked, idiot." Paul retorted.
"It was just an idea," she said quietly, backing off a few feet. Stacy moved toward her to comfort her.
"Which brings us back to our first question. What are we supposed to do now?" Shannon said.
"There isn't much we can do," said Matt.
"What do you mean 'there's nothing we can do'? Of course there's something we can do," Chris said.
"No, he's right," said Trish. "There's really nothing we can do."
"Then what do we do tonight? We can't just sit around," Amy chimed in.
"You're right," Stephanie said. "We should do something." Stephanie obviously had a very specific idea in mind. She had questions, and she was looking for answers.
"What did you have in mind?" Adam questioned.
"How about a nice game of truth or dare?"
"Could you be any more juvenile?" Jay asked her.
She walked up to him and whispered something in his ear. "Well, yeah, but." Jay paused, obviously pondering his options. ".I think it's a great idea."
Stephanie looked around the room, silently asking for their consent.
"Well, it's not like we have anything better to do, "Stacy said. All of the other wrestlers nodded their heads in agreement.
"Good," Stephanie said. "Stacy, you can go first."
"Okay.uh.Jay, truth or dare?"
"Truth," he came up with.
"Okay, umm, oh, I've got one. Remember that girl who snuck backstage a couple of weeks ago, the one with your name tattooed to her arm? How far exactly did you two go when you took her back to your hotel room?"
"I don't think you need to know that." Jay said.
"Sure we do," Trish said. "Besides, it's the rules."
Jay just remained silent. "All right Jay, how many times did you go at it?" Adam asked.
Jay mumbled something that no one could hear. "What was that?" Adam asked, a huge smirk playing across his face.
"Okay! Three!"
Stacy gasped. Adam just started laughing. "Adam, truth or dare?" Adam stopped laughing.
"What?"
"You heard me, truth or dare?" Jay repeated.
Adam sat there with his mouth slightly open, staring at Jay. Finally, he came to his senses. "Dare," he said.
"All right," Jay said. "I dare you to." Jay paused for a minute to rummage through Trish's bag. "I dare you to wear this for the rest of the night," he said, holding up one of her thongs. All of the color drained out of Adam's face. "Under your pants, of course," Jay added hastily when he realized what that could imply.
Everybody started laughing. Matt was the first to recover. "I'll go with him to make sure he puts them on," Matt said, dragging Adam and the thong into the next room.
A few minutes later, they returned. "Did he put it on?" Jay asked.
"Yeah," Matt replied quickly. "That's definitely a sight I won't forget. Adam in a bright pink thong."
This comment triggered new fits of laughter. "That would be a sight," Trish said. "You think the rest of us get to see?" she asked Adam playfully.
"The night is young, and who knows where this came will go." Jay said, purposely trying to get under Adam's skin. "So, ya comfy Adam?"
Adam shot Jay a dirty look, trying to pay him back for both of those comments. "Just fine," he said, blushing when the girls started giggling.
"It's your turn, Adam," Paul pointed out while desperately trying to get the picture of Adam in a thong out of his head.
"Oh, yeah," Adam said. "Shannon, you've been quiet, truth or dare?"
"Truth," Shannon said without a second thought.
"Truth, huh?" Adam said. "Okay then, how about this? What's the one thing a woman can do to get you going?"
Shannon looked shocked. Stacy looked on with interest, ready to make a mental note of whatever he said. "I don't know, nothing particular," Shannon said, obviously lying.
"Yes you do," Jeff said.
"Well, oh, all right, I like it when." He stopped for a minute, obviously humiliated. "I like it when a woman squeezes my ass really firmly during sex," he said quickly all in one breath.
"Way too much information," Chris said.
"Well, I didn't exactly choose to divulge that information," Shannon said, turning various shades of pink and red.
"Anyways, it's my turn, right? Trish, truth or dare?"
"I think I'll be brace and take a dare. After all, I'm already wearing a thong," she said, sending a teasing smile toward Adam. His only response was to blush slightly.
Shannon thought about a dare for a few moments before deciding on a suitable one. "Okay, your dare is to have three random guys in this room make out with you while you're blindfolded. Then decide who was the best.
"Okay," she said. Shannon pulled a T-shirt out of his bag and wrapped it around Trish's head. He gestured for Paul, Adam, and Jay to get in a line to kiss her.
That's all I have for now. Sorry to leave you on a bit of a cliffhanger there, but I'll write more soon, I promise. Well, anyways, please review. Ta-ta.
Setting: Backstage after a show
Characters: Adam, Jay Paul, Shannon, Amy, Trish, Stacy, Jeff, Matt, Chris, and Stephanie. I may add more later.
Authors Note: I do not own ANYTHING. If I did, I wouldn't be sitting at this computer right now. I'm not making any money off of it, so don't sue me. Anyways, this fic is assuming that you know that wrestling is scripted (they don't act according to their characters). It is also assuming that there was never a brand split. In this fic, Amy and Matt are dating, Paul and Stephanie just broke up, and the Hardy Boyz are still a tag team. Other than that, everyone is just friends. Also, I know this is one of the most overused ideas on fanfiction.net, but it is also, in my opinion, one of the most entertaining ones, so if you don't like it, don't read it. Anyways, enjoy the story. Oh, and please review; I feed off of feedback.
Chapter One
All of the electricity had just gone off. Those who were left in the building couldn't exit the doors, because they were electrically operated, and opened when you swiped your card. Fortunetely, there were at least some back-up lights, so they could all at least see. All of the wrestlers still in the building gathered together in one room to decide what to do. All of a sudden there was a loud crash of thunder, and Amy jumped into Matt's arms. Stephanie looked at them regretfully, still bitter about her recent divorce.
"What are we supposed to do now?" Jay asked.
"No idea," Paul replied. "The electricity's gone off and we can't get out the damn door."
"What about the front doors?" Stephanie asked.
"They're locked, idiot." Paul retorted.
"It was just an idea," she said quietly, backing off a few feet. Stacy moved toward her to comfort her.
"Which brings us back to our first question. What are we supposed to do now?" Shannon said.
"There isn't much we can do," said Matt.
"What do you mean 'there's nothing we can do'? Of course there's something we can do," Chris said.
"No, he's right," said Trish. "There's really nothing we can do."
"Then what do we do tonight? We can't just sit around," Amy chimed in.
"You're right," Stephanie said. "We should do something." Stephanie obviously had a very specific idea in mind. She had questions, and she was looking for answers.
"What did you have in mind?" Adam questioned.
"How about a nice game of truth or dare?"
"Could you be any more juvenile?" Jay asked her.
She walked up to him and whispered something in his ear. "Well, yeah, but." Jay paused, obviously pondering his options. ".I think it's a great idea."
Stephanie looked around the room, silently asking for their consent.
"Well, it's not like we have anything better to do, "Stacy said. All of the other wrestlers nodded their heads in agreement.
"Good," Stephanie said. "Stacy, you can go first."
"Okay.uh.Jay, truth or dare?"
"Truth," he came up with.
"Okay, umm, oh, I've got one. Remember that girl who snuck backstage a couple of weeks ago, the one with your name tattooed to her arm? How far exactly did you two go when you took her back to your hotel room?"
"I don't think you need to know that." Jay said.
"Sure we do," Trish said. "Besides, it's the rules."
Jay just remained silent. "All right Jay, how many times did you go at it?" Adam asked.
Jay mumbled something that no one could hear. "What was that?" Adam asked, a huge smirk playing across his face.
"Okay! Three!"
Stacy gasped. Adam just started laughing. "Adam, truth or dare?" Adam stopped laughing.
"What?"
"You heard me, truth or dare?" Jay repeated.
Adam sat there with his mouth slightly open, staring at Jay. Finally, he came to his senses. "Dare," he said.
"All right," Jay said. "I dare you to." Jay paused for a minute to rummage through Trish's bag. "I dare you to wear this for the rest of the night," he said, holding up one of her thongs. All of the color drained out of Adam's face. "Under your pants, of course," Jay added hastily when he realized what that could imply.
Everybody started laughing. Matt was the first to recover. "I'll go with him to make sure he puts them on," Matt said, dragging Adam and the thong into the next room.
A few minutes later, they returned. "Did he put it on?" Jay asked.
"Yeah," Matt replied quickly. "That's definitely a sight I won't forget. Adam in a bright pink thong."
This comment triggered new fits of laughter. "That would be a sight," Trish said. "You think the rest of us get to see?" she asked Adam playfully.
"The night is young, and who knows where this came will go." Jay said, purposely trying to get under Adam's skin. "So, ya comfy Adam?"
Adam shot Jay a dirty look, trying to pay him back for both of those comments. "Just fine," he said, blushing when the girls started giggling.
"It's your turn, Adam," Paul pointed out while desperately trying to get the picture of Adam in a thong out of his head.
"Oh, yeah," Adam said. "Shannon, you've been quiet, truth or dare?"
"Truth," Shannon said without a second thought.
"Truth, huh?" Adam said. "Okay then, how about this? What's the one thing a woman can do to get you going?"
Shannon looked shocked. Stacy looked on with interest, ready to make a mental note of whatever he said. "I don't know, nothing particular," Shannon said, obviously lying.
"Yes you do," Jeff said.
"Well, oh, all right, I like it when." He stopped for a minute, obviously humiliated. "I like it when a woman squeezes my ass really firmly during sex," he said quickly all in one breath.
"Way too much information," Chris said.
"Well, I didn't exactly choose to divulge that information," Shannon said, turning various shades of pink and red.
"Anyways, it's my turn, right? Trish, truth or dare?"
"I think I'll be brace and take a dare. After all, I'm already wearing a thong," she said, sending a teasing smile toward Adam. His only response was to blush slightly.
Shannon thought about a dare for a few moments before deciding on a suitable one. "Okay, your dare is to have three random guys in this room make out with you while you're blindfolded. Then decide who was the best.
"Okay," she said. Shannon pulled a T-shirt out of his bag and wrapped it around Trish's head. He gestured for Paul, Adam, and Jay to get in a line to kiss her.
That's all I have for now. Sorry to leave you on a bit of a cliffhanger there, but I'll write more soon, I promise. Well, anyways, please review. Ta-ta.