Disclaimer: I do not own the following superstars or the WWE itself.
Warnings: None, yet.
Beginning Notes: This story concept was inspired by a few stories i've readand grew up with. You'll find out soon enough.
It was going to be a long road trip to their destination. They had to travel through different cities, different landscapes and different problems. That wasn't going to stop them from going on vacation though. They've all been to Mexico plenty of times, but this time they were actually on a real road trip. Complete with their own cars, food, luggage, and Carlitos was driving, which wasn't sitting right with him.
"How long till we reach the border?" Jeff called out from one of the backseats of the vehicle.
"All I can say is that you should go to sleep, because we aren't even close yet."
"I don't remember the trip to Mexico being so damn long," Matt spoke out.
"That's because we were closer to the border. We were in Texas, for crying out loud. Where are we? We are still in Florida. Y ya no me estan molestando, okay?" Carlitos looked back at the road.
"What did that last part mean?" Jeff asked Primo, who was sitting in the passenger side.
"He said to stop bothering him," Primo laughed a little.
"Oh," Jeff said while he checked on the girls who were in the car following them. Eve, The Bella twins and Maria were in, what the guy's called, "The Girl Car". Eve was driving, Maria was beside her, and the twins were in the back. Their car was smaller than the guys, since the guys had an excursion. Matt had asked why they brought the damn thing if it only was going to be a hassle filling it up. Carlitos insisted in bringing his car, and he wouldn't take no for an answer. Jeff calls it "machismo".
"Oye' why didn't Helms come along?" Primo shifted in his seat in able to talk to the Hardys.
"He wasn't feeling very good and hasn't been. He said he'll make sure to tag along the next time we go," Jeff tapped his fingers against the window for no apparent reason.
"Hope he is doing alright then."
Jeff nodded.