Author's Notes - Here is a new fic by me called Snowed In featuring my new favorite odd couple Eric Bischoff and Stephanie McMahon. Just so you know, this fic will portray a GOOD Eric, so for all of you anti-Bischoff people out there, this is not the fic for you. I hope you all enjoy it!

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Horrible Pay Per View

"That scum!" Stephanie McMahon yelled as she entered her office in a fury. "He'll pay for humiliating me like that!" She ripped open her bag that she had thankfully brought with her to tonight's pay per view and pulled out the gym clothes she had stuffed in at the bottom.

As she pulled the clothes on she thought of what had just happened in the ring.She was in the ring, announcing something about her main event when Eric Bischoff came out. If there was anyone in the world that she truly hated it would have to be him. He started talking and next thing she knew, 3 Minute Warning was in the ring stripping her of her clothes, and her dignity. Once she was stripped down to her undergarments, Eric called off his goons, stood back, and proudly laughed at his accomplishment in the ring. She had never been so humiliated or angry in her life.

"Damn him!" She swore as she sat back in her chair and turned on her television only to see a replay of what Bischoff had just done to her. Disgusted, she turned the TV off and began to plot ways to get back at Eric Bischoff.

~*~

"I could watch that over and over again!" Eric cheered watching the television as they replayed Stephanie's stripping. "It was priceless!"

"I still can't believe you managed to pull that off," Chris Jericho said from behind him, admiring the view of Stephanie. "That is impressive even by my standards for humiliating her."

"Now that's what I call a successful evening." Eric smiles as he rewinds a tape and replays Stephanie lying half naked in the ring. She looked good.wait, no, he did not just have that thought. He hated Stephanie; he most certainly did not think she was hot. Hot.no, not hot. Stephanie McMahon looked like a two dollar tramp, just like Chris had said many times. A two dollar tramp does not look hot, at least not to Eric Bischoff. Eric shook his head to rid himself of the horrid thoughts and turned the television back to the pay per view where he watched RVD beat the hell out of his friend Lance. But no matter how brutal the match got, his mind still lingered on the thought of Stephanie in that ring.

~*~

Stephanie pulled her coat tighter around her as she walked through the bitter cold of the night to her car. She heard laughing and looked over her shoulder to see Eric Bischoff and Chris Jericho getting into a limo together. Doesn't it figure they would get along, she thought. She turned around and pulled her coat tighter as she reached her car. Just as she pressed the unlock button on her keychain her cell phone began to ring. Stephanie rolled her eyes as she pulled her phone out and got in the car turning it on with the heat full blast.

"Hello?"

"Steph, it's you father," the voice on the other end of the line said. Stephanie smiled as she locked the doors to her car.

"Yeah dad, what do you want?"

"We need to have a meeting tomorrow morning, it's important." Stephanie rolled her eyes. Her father seemed to think that the smallest of details about the show was important so she wasn't too worried about this meeting.

"What's so important dad?"

"You'll find out tomorrow," Vince said, "just be at the arena tomorrow around 8."

"Dad are you sure this is necessary," she started, "I mean I had a really long night tonight and was really looking forward to a little rest."

"Yes, this meeting is necessary sweetheart. I'll see you tomorrow morning at the arena." And with that Vince McMahon hung up the phone.

"Damn it Dad." Stephanie swore as she put the car into drive. Tomorrow's going to be another long day.