disclaimer-i don't capatilize.
i refuse to waste space whining about how i don't own anything.
enjoy!
I SO shouldn't have said that.
why the hell couldn't i think of anything else to say?
we were just standing there in the ring in front of all of those dumbass fans chanting "slut" at me, then hunter asked why we should renew our wedding vows just because i wanted to.
uh, because i love you and our marriage is falling apart,maybe?
monday night was SO not supposed to go the way it did, and now i'm screwed.
when i told hunter that i had a surprise that was gonna change his whole world, i ONLY meant the vow re-newal. i know that a vow re-newal doesn't sound so life changing, but hell, i'm a mcmahon, i know how to promote things.
so, we get out there, i'm looking absolutely gorgeous(as usual) in my blue outfit, i'm strutting my stuff, and you know why? because nothing is going to spoil this. no one.
i call my husband out, he comes just like i KNOW he will. i commence to tell him about how i want to re-new our vows, then he completely flips out on me!
i mean, yeah, i am the youngest, most beautiful, smartest,and most talented out of all the mcmahons, but i don't appreciate when anyone goes off on me in front of the world. especially when that someone is my husband, and ESPECIALLY when i have good intentions for a change!
i felt the tears sting my blue eyes as hunter tears into me, telling me how the vow re-newal is the stupidest thing he's ever heard. he's about to leave the ring and i HAVE to stop him. he can't leave me in front of the world and all those fans chanting "bullshit" at me.
think,stephanie,think.
god, i have to say something, ANYTHING to keep him from walking out of that ring, because if he walks out, we're done. my marriage is down the drain, and that simply cannot happen. i have grown quite attached to saying "i'm stephanie mcmahon-hemlsley,dammit!"
hey, it sounds good.
he's at the ropes now, oh my god, he's actually gonna do it. he's actually gonna leave me standing here looking a well dressed mess. he's actually gonna give up on us.
that can't happen!
it won't.
think steph!
suddenly, it pops into my head out of nowhere. it's brilliant. why hadn't i thought of this before? it was ingenious,really, and it was the one thing that would make him stay.
right?
but,no, i can't lie like that-no wait, fuck morals right now, i am fighting for my marriage!
with my voice cracking and tears waiting to spill over at any minute, i yell to him.
"you have to do this hunter because...it's because I'M PREGNANT!"
he freezes.
this is good,right? if it is,then why won't he look at me?
i go into this bullshit speech about how he's always wanted to be a dad and i've always wanted to be a mom, which isn't actually a lie.
he slowly brings his leg back into the ring and starts walking towards me.
fuck, he doesn't buy it. i put my hand over my stomach for more emphasis.
the crowd chants "it's not yours!"
fucking idiots.
then, hunter makes my world by picking me up and swinging me around! the feeling, the joy spreading through my body. hunter is gonna stay for me! me and...oh,shit.
me and the baby that doesn't exist.
fuck!
fucking fuck fucker fuckity fucking shit!
i'm screwed.
i'm so screwed, i'm making trish look like a virgin.
he kisses me and dips me back, then we go out of the ring, he sits on the ropes so i don't have to bend down too far, and we go to the back.
i had no idea he'd be THIS excited. no idea at all.
we leave the arena, hunter carrying every bag. i notice that i pack too much. he's so excited that he's talking about it the whole ride to the next city. he can't believe i'm pregnant, and when did i know? and,wow, do you think it's a boy or a girl? how far along are you? he wants me to get an ultrasound and see.
shit!
i'll have to handle this somehow. i tell him that i'll take care of it. i AM the non-existent baby's mother, after all.
i start to formulate a plan. i can get the ultrasound faked, maybe get some little picture of my empty stomach and say, ooh look hunter, see that little dot? that's our baby!
hell, he's a man, he'll just say oh my god, i can totally see it!
maybe stacy keibler's pregnant again and i could use her?
hmm, too risky. i'll just manipulate the doctor, flash the mcmahon billions in his face, maybe offer to send his kids through college or some happy bullshit like that.
i find the right doc for the right price, and my plan goes off without a hitch. i fly him to L.A. where smackdown is being held, he comes with the fake photo, says some medical bullshit that i don't understand, me and hunter will gush over the photo and that'll be it.
the doc leaves and later that night after hunter's handicap match that my damn father booked him in, i go to check on him. jerky and kurt have done a number on him.
seeing kurt reminds me of the segment in the ring with "triple h jr." i bite my lips to keep from smiling.
that shit was hilarious!
no,wait. no it wasn't.
then jerky comes over to try and fuck with me. any other time, i'd just slap him, but i risk being put in the walls of jericho, and that can't happen, seeing as i'm 'pregnant' and all.
jerky leaves after being hit with a steel chair, courtesy of my hubby, which leaves the two of us in the ring. we hug, then out of nowhere, kurt hits hunter from behind, knocking him on top of me!
OH, and the baby,too! i almost forget that i'm 'pregnant' for a few seconds, til i realize why hunter is looking at me like that, and i clutch my stomach and tell him that i'm alright. then we leave.
as i board the plane for home, i think about what i'm doing, what type of game this is that i'm playing, no pun intended.
i mean, i'm playing with a life here! i am manipulating my own husband, playing on his secret wishes to be a father.
i quickly remember WHY i started this in the first damn place, so he wouldn't leave. and i've got him alright.
the damn vow re-newal will take place this monday AS PLANNED!
besides, it's not like i can't have a 'miscarriage'.
A/N-this fic was written spur of the moment at 3 a.m. sunday morning. i hope it doesn't suck.
i refuse to waste space whining about how i don't own anything.
enjoy!
I SO shouldn't have said that.
why the hell couldn't i think of anything else to say?
we were just standing there in the ring in front of all of those dumbass fans chanting "slut" at me, then hunter asked why we should renew our wedding vows just because i wanted to.
uh, because i love you and our marriage is falling apart,maybe?
monday night was SO not supposed to go the way it did, and now i'm screwed.
when i told hunter that i had a surprise that was gonna change his whole world, i ONLY meant the vow re-newal. i know that a vow re-newal doesn't sound so life changing, but hell, i'm a mcmahon, i know how to promote things.
so, we get out there, i'm looking absolutely gorgeous(as usual) in my blue outfit, i'm strutting my stuff, and you know why? because nothing is going to spoil this. no one.
i call my husband out, he comes just like i KNOW he will. i commence to tell him about how i want to re-new our vows, then he completely flips out on me!
i mean, yeah, i am the youngest, most beautiful, smartest,and most talented out of all the mcmahons, but i don't appreciate when anyone goes off on me in front of the world. especially when that someone is my husband, and ESPECIALLY when i have good intentions for a change!
i felt the tears sting my blue eyes as hunter tears into me, telling me how the vow re-newal is the stupidest thing he's ever heard. he's about to leave the ring and i HAVE to stop him. he can't leave me in front of the world and all those fans chanting "bullshit" at me.
think,stephanie,think.
god, i have to say something, ANYTHING to keep him from walking out of that ring, because if he walks out, we're done. my marriage is down the drain, and that simply cannot happen. i have grown quite attached to saying "i'm stephanie mcmahon-hemlsley,dammit!"
hey, it sounds good.
he's at the ropes now, oh my god, he's actually gonna do it. he's actually gonna leave me standing here looking a well dressed mess. he's actually gonna give up on us.
that can't happen!
it won't.
think steph!
suddenly, it pops into my head out of nowhere. it's brilliant. why hadn't i thought of this before? it was ingenious,really, and it was the one thing that would make him stay.
right?
but,no, i can't lie like that-no wait, fuck morals right now, i am fighting for my marriage!
with my voice cracking and tears waiting to spill over at any minute, i yell to him.
"you have to do this hunter because...it's because I'M PREGNANT!"
he freezes.
this is good,right? if it is,then why won't he look at me?
i go into this bullshit speech about how he's always wanted to be a dad and i've always wanted to be a mom, which isn't actually a lie.
he slowly brings his leg back into the ring and starts walking towards me.
fuck, he doesn't buy it. i put my hand over my stomach for more emphasis.
the crowd chants "it's not yours!"
fucking idiots.
then, hunter makes my world by picking me up and swinging me around! the feeling, the joy spreading through my body. hunter is gonna stay for me! me and...oh,shit.
me and the baby that doesn't exist.
fuck!
fucking fuck fucker fuckity fucking shit!
i'm screwed.
i'm so screwed, i'm making trish look like a virgin.
he kisses me and dips me back, then we go out of the ring, he sits on the ropes so i don't have to bend down too far, and we go to the back.
i had no idea he'd be THIS excited. no idea at all.
we leave the arena, hunter carrying every bag. i notice that i pack too much. he's so excited that he's talking about it the whole ride to the next city. he can't believe i'm pregnant, and when did i know? and,wow, do you think it's a boy or a girl? how far along are you? he wants me to get an ultrasound and see.
shit!
i'll have to handle this somehow. i tell him that i'll take care of it. i AM the non-existent baby's mother, after all.
i start to formulate a plan. i can get the ultrasound faked, maybe get some little picture of my empty stomach and say, ooh look hunter, see that little dot? that's our baby!
hell, he's a man, he'll just say oh my god, i can totally see it!
maybe stacy keibler's pregnant again and i could use her?
hmm, too risky. i'll just manipulate the doctor, flash the mcmahon billions in his face, maybe offer to send his kids through college or some happy bullshit like that.
i find the right doc for the right price, and my plan goes off without a hitch. i fly him to L.A. where smackdown is being held, he comes with the fake photo, says some medical bullshit that i don't understand, me and hunter will gush over the photo and that'll be it.
the doc leaves and later that night after hunter's handicap match that my damn father booked him in, i go to check on him. jerky and kurt have done a number on him.
seeing kurt reminds me of the segment in the ring with "triple h jr." i bite my lips to keep from smiling.
that shit was hilarious!
no,wait. no it wasn't.
then jerky comes over to try and fuck with me. any other time, i'd just slap him, but i risk being put in the walls of jericho, and that can't happen, seeing as i'm 'pregnant' and all.
jerky leaves after being hit with a steel chair, courtesy of my hubby, which leaves the two of us in the ring. we hug, then out of nowhere, kurt hits hunter from behind, knocking him on top of me!
OH, and the baby,too! i almost forget that i'm 'pregnant' for a few seconds, til i realize why hunter is looking at me like that, and i clutch my stomach and tell him that i'm alright. then we leave.
as i board the plane for home, i think about what i'm doing, what type of game this is that i'm playing, no pun intended.
i mean, i'm playing with a life here! i am manipulating my own husband, playing on his secret wishes to be a father.
i quickly remember WHY i started this in the first damn place, so he wouldn't leave. and i've got him alright.
the damn vow re-newal will take place this monday AS PLANNED!
besides, it's not like i can't have a 'miscarriage'.
A/N-this fic was written spur of the moment at 3 a.m. sunday morning. i hope it doesn't suck.