Making Up

A/N:This is one of my MANY takes on how Bri-Bri and John met. I have had a lot of ideas swimming around in my head. But, this is the shortest one I had, so I wrote it. Takes place in 2003 when Brian and John were feuding. At the time, Bri-Bri was known as "Spanky."..... Ask me how he go that piece of gold name, I dare yah. (Snicker Snicker Snicker).. Also Josh Matthews bashing. If you don't like that (Which, dude, is just wrong. Everyone wants to bash Josh!) turn back now.

Disclaimer:I do not own WWE, Brian Kendrick, John Cena, or Vince McMahon..... Le Sigh. But thank god I don't own Josh Matthews! Icky!

Pairing:Brian Kendrick/John Cena

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They act like children. Vince thought as he looked angrily between the two men in his office. Brian Kendrick sat on the left hand side of him, in a big chair, arms crossed and having transformed into a three year old with a temper tantrum. John Cena glared at Brian from the opposite chair, cracking his knuckles,"Gentlemen, and I use that term lightly, this is the third time this month I've called you in here for fighting. What exactly is the problem here?"

Brian pointed sternly at his enemy,"He started it!"

"Dude, that is so first grade. Besides, you started it." John growled.

"Nuh uh."

"Yuh huh."

Nuh uh!"

"Yeah huh!"

"Nuh-"

"Shut up!" Vince had had enough. He slammed his fist on his desk,"Now, tell me what exactly the problem is."

John leaned back angrily in his chair,"Kendrick has been mocking me about my rapping and spreading rumors about the size of my d-er, private parts."

"Hey, at least I said it was big." Brian defended, hands on his hips.

"Yeah, but now a bunch of wrestlers want to see if it's true."

"Isn't that supposed to be a good thing?"

"Not when you have freakos like Josh Matthews are askin'."

Vince sighed and rubbed his temples. He was tired of this crap, so he got up out of his chair and headed for the door,"Listen, I am going to leave and you two will settle your differences, alone. Got it? Good." He left, slamming the door.

John glared at his mortal enemy,"I still don't like you, Ken-dick."

"Right back at you, John Penis!"

"Wannabe white boy!"

"Whangster moron!"

With every insult hurled, they stomped closer and closer...

"Dumb blonde fairy!"

"Man whore!"

And closer...

"Midget!"

"Steroid pumper!"

"Pre-mature diva!"

"Elton John clone!"

"Pale ass!"

"Crooked cock!"

SMACK!

Brian and John started a full blown make out session right there in the middle of the office. They actually startled themselves at first, but soon forgot about it when they were on top of the desk, going at it like animals.

Vince listened in from the door,"I guess Brian will learn first hand how big John's "private parts" are."

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