Hey guys, so some people were asking for a second story, where Paul got his revenge.....here it is.

I'm thinking about having a third one, tell me what you guys think.

Disclaimer: I do not own WWE or any of the wrestlers

"I don't want to go." Triple H, better known as Paul, said to his wife Stephanie.

Stephanie looked at her husband and laughed. Ever since Survivor Series and Shawn delivered the 4 sweet chin musics to Triple H, he had been sulking around the house trying to think of some kind of revenge.

"You're going."

"But--" he was cut off.

"YOU'RE GOING! Shawn and Rebecca were nice enough to invite us over for Thanksgiving dinner, and we are going. Girls come on!"

Triple H started mumbling and finished getting ready.

When they arrived at the house, Paul slowly got ou of the car while his wife and daughters hurried up the sidewalk to the front door.

"I got to get him back, I just got to." Paul repeated to himself, over and over again.

"Hey, guys come on in." Rebecca smiled, and opened the door wide for them to enter.

"Thanks Becca." Stephanie smiled.

"Hey guys." Shawn said as he came out of the kitchen. "Hey Paul, hows the jaw?" he smirked.

"Just fine, no thanks to you." Paul replied, but Shawn just laughed.

"Come on you baby dinners ready." Shawn laughed as he saw Paul scowl.

"I am not a baby."

"Are too."

"Are not!"

"Are too!"

"Guys, grow up." Stephanie yelled at the two men.

"He started it." Shawn said taking his seat at the end of the table. Rebecca sat next to him and their daughter sat next to her while their son sat at the other end of the table.

"Did not." Paul said, sitting right next to his best friend, Stephanie sat next to him with their daughters sitting next to her.

"Did too."

"Did not!"

"How old are you two?" Rebecca asked, while getting her kids' plates ready.

"Sorry." both men mumbled.

Paul looked in front of him and saw a large plate of mashed potatoes. He smiled and pulled it towards him. He then began scooping some onto his plate. Suddenly he got an idea. He scooped as much potatoes as he could into the spoon.

"Hey Shawn,"

Shawn looked up, "Huh?"

Mashed potatoes hit him right in the face.

Paul burst out laughing, as everyone else sat their shocked.

"Don't forget gravy daddy." Shawn's daughter, Cheyenne said as she passed her father the bowl off gravy.

"Thanks." Shawn muttered, wiping the potatoes off his face. " I hate you."

Paul just smiled in reply.

I kinda think this one sucks too. I couldn't think of anything.

REVIEW!!!! Tell me if there should be a third one.