A/N: the Wyatt Family's Bitch: here's to a new fic, hope you'll keep leaving me such awesome reviews ^_^. I'm skipping ahead a bit further. This chapter is a bit fluffy, but it'll be getting darker soon. Reviews encouraged guys! I promise I'll keep responding and updating!
"How was your meeting?" Bray asked as Evangeline stretched across their bed next to him. She rolled her eyes and brushed her hair back from her face. "They didn't like any of my ideas for the divas belt redesign. They like it girly looking." She rolled her eyes in disgust again and held her hands to her temples. "I don't think they like me very much as Divas champ. I'm not a bimbo, I'm not sexy enough. I'm not girlish enough." "The sheep fear the wolf my dear." He replied, leaning forward to kiss her. "You're the sexiest, the strongest, the most dominant." "Oh! You haven't even heard the best part yet baby!" "Uh oh." "They want me to be on Total Divas. Talk about a train wreck! I only get along with two divas on the whole roster! And Kaitlyn's not even on the show! And you know they want to know all about our personal lives, so it'd be dragging you into it too." Bray rubbed his beard in thought for a moment. "If you and I are involved, that will probably drag Kaitlyn in too. You know, seeing as she's part of the family now." Evangeline nodded and curled herself underneath Bray's arm. He kissed the top of her head and pulled her tighter to him. "I know. But I think you should do Total Divas."
"What?" "Think about it baby. This could be a big push for you. Go on that show and kick ass. Go out and chop wood, cuss and fight just like you do in reality. Show them that all women aren't manicured fingernails, fake hair, and overpriced fancy cars. This is your chance to show the world that you and your title are just as important as any male champion on the roster. Let them see the dirt under your nails and how sexy you look coming out from under a car." "You really mean that?" "Yes. Show them you're an anti diva. Show them not all the females are like the Bella Twins. Show them you're a force to be reckoned with. And me and the boys will be with you every step of the way." He told her, kissing the ring on her finger. She played with his hair for a minute, looking into his eyes. "I really don't know what I'd do without you baby."
"No need to even worry your pretty little head about that. I'm not going anywhere." He reached beside their bed and grabbed her sketchbook from her backpack. "Now. Let's figure something out for your title belt. I think first step to being taken seriously is getting rid of that butterfly shit." He pointed to one of the tattoos on her arm. "You know, that would probably work pretty well..."