Cody: Miss me?
All mistakes are the Authoresses own.
I do not own the WWE and its wrestlers. I do own a John Cena watch and a CM Punk shirt.
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For those who don't know me
I can get a bit crazy
Have to get my way, yep
24 hours a day 'cause I'm hot like that
"Why is Miley Cyrus playing?" Jerry "The King" Lawler asked confused.
"More importantly. Who is she?" Michael Cole asked.
A brunette haired girl was heading down the ramp barely three minutes after John Cena. She had a huge grin on her face climbed into the ring like she owned the place.
"Now who the hell are you young lady?" John Laurinaitis asked angrily. "This is not the place for fans."
The girl snorted. She took the microphone handed to her head cocked to one side.
"I'm sorry who are you again? Honestly I've heard so many names I'm not sure which one to call you."
A vein twitched in John's forehead. "And those would be."
The girl looked around then leaned in like she had a secret. "Some of them aren't very nice."
"Just tell me!" he barked at her.
She winced and rubbed her ear.
"Well for starters there's clown shoes, Mr. Excitement-" She scoffed. "-pin head, little man, bastard, Spawn of Vickie Guerrero and the Devil, and last of all cock sucking ass kisser."
She shrugged at his out raged face.
"I told you some weren't very nice. But do people listen to the short one? No."
John got up into her face.
"You are going to get down on your knees and beg for forgiveness. I am the General Manager of RAW and Smackdown and you will show me respect."
She blinked and didn't at all look concerned.
"Yeah, I'm fresh out of my teenage years so you'll have to excuse the attitude when I tell you: Hell no."
She smiled and took a few steps back closer to John Cena.
"Also ever heard of personal space?" She sniffed the air and grimaced. "And personal hygiene."
Livid John took a step to her just as John Cena slapped Brock and the two went at it. Caught in the middle the girl went down with them but slipped out of the ring just as everyone flooded the ring. She back up the ramp as her music played.
"Oh hey Spawn of Vickie and the Devil! My name's Cupcake! You better not forget it!" she said before dropping the microphone and vanishing backstage.
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Backstage the new girl dodged Divas, Superstars, and stage hands alike. She made her way to an empty room she used as temporary locker room until she made her official debut. She shut the door and locked it before bursting out laughing and leaning against the door for support.
"Well you seemed to have made an impression." A voice stated.
The girl looked up to see Chris Irvine better known as Chris Jericho standing before leaning against a crate. She slowed her giggles and looked at him raising an eyebrow in a silent question.
"I saw you come in earlier so I thought I'd wait." He pushed off the crate and went to stand before her. "Who are you?"
"Me? I'm Cupcake." She told him and sweet and sugary voice.
He stared at her and she rolled her eyes. "I'm Conner Jones."
He looked at her and she sighed. "I'm serious. I was supposed to be a boy and well I'm not. My parents were too lazy to pick a girl's name."
"Mmhm." He said noncommittally.
She sighed irritably. "Would you like to see my driver's license?"
"Actually yes, I would." He said placing two hands on either side of her face pinning her to the door.
"Is it your habit to trap all the new girls or am I the special one?" she asked sarcastically.
He smirked down at her. "Feisty. I like that." He said giving her some room.
Conner went to her bag and dug out her Diva wrestling gear. She pulled out the articles of clothing and gave them a grimace. She turned to him hands on hips.
"Still here?" she asked pleasantly.
"I have an offer for you." He said looking at her. She inclined her head for him to go on. "Join forces with me and I'll convince Johnny to let you wear more than less."
Conner looked at him. She debated for a second then nodded. "Sure I'll join forces with you."
He smirked, nodded, and left.
She gave her outfit a glare and put it on. Black bikini top with small teal butterflies all over on it and a pair of barely there black shorts with a teal belt. She laced up her knee high black boots. They had teal buckles and straps all over. Conner sighed and stashed her normal clothes in her bag. She sat down on a crate and checked her phone. Her mother left her a voice mail telling her how proud of Conner she was and her friends left various text messages.
Conner wiped at a stray tear and sniffed. She shook her head and stashed the phone in her regular purse. Touching up her mascara and teal eye shadow Conner left her "locker room" and went to wait for when she'd interrupt the Diva's match. She idly waited near the TV monitor showing the current match.
"Hello Cupcake." a voice said behind her.
Conner jumped and whirled around to come face to face with non-other than Chris again.
She crossed her arms over her chest and just looked at him. He traced a hand from her eye down her cheek. She tried to bite him but he pulled back at the last moment.
"So Cupcake. How about you and I join forces. We would be quite the team." He smiled at her.
Conner caught sight of the camera in the corner of her eye.
'So Creative approves.' she thought.
She placed a finger on her chin pretending to ponder his question.
"No she doesn't." CM Punk butted in right as Cupcake tried to talk. She scowled at the tattooed man.
"I can speak for myself Punk." She snapped glaring at him. She turned back to Jericho. "Sure. I'd love to join up with you!" she told Chris in a sugary blonde voice.
Just then the Diva's challenger, Cupcake, was announced. Acting on impulse Cupcake turned and brought CM Punk down to her level before kissing him on the mouth. Conner tasted beer but fought the urge to gag. She released him, gave him a wink, and slipped out and onto the ramp leaving a very angry Jericho behind.
"Well that's one way to leave Punk speechless." Jerry chortled.
'Oh fuck Punk is going to kill me.' Conner thought as she slipped into the ring.
Her opponent was AJ and predictably Daniel Bryan was there. She tuned out Bryan and focused on AJ. The two girls went at it. AJ tackled Conner to the mat with a scream and started to beat on her head. Conner held her hands up and kneed AJ in the stomach. Using her window of opportunity Conner pushed AJ off her and quickly got up.
'She's fucking lost her mind!' Conner thought.
She watched AJ wearily. Conner stepped to close to Bryan and when the official wasn't looking he grabbed her leg right out from under her. He walked away as AJ dragged Conner to the middle of the ring by her hair. Conner flailed and landed some punches before AJ kicked her in the back of the head.
Conner winced as her old head injury acted up and AJ quickly pinned her and got the three count. Tossing AJ off of her Conner launched herself at Bryan who had stepped into the ring. Before she could do some serious harm she was wrestled from the ring by a few officials. She hissed at AJ and bared her teeth.
"I'm going to get you AJ! Watch out bitch!" she screamed. "I'm going to get you and you little working girl Bryan too!"
A pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist. Confused Conner turned around and was introduced to Chris Jericho's lips. She stood there for a moment before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer. Bryan and AJ stood there dumb struck. Jericho and Cupcake pulled apart and Conner flushed.
"You cost my new partner here her match again Bryan and I'll have to hurt you." Chris called up to Bryan.
Daniel glared at him and shouted something as Chris escorted Cupcake from the ring. Back stage and making sure there were no cameras watching Conner punched his arm.
"Warn a girl next time!" she said peeved.
He laughed and rumpled her hair before walking off to film a segment with Punk. Just then Santino and the Three Stooges came along and spotted her. The quickly made their way over and Conner put on her Cupcake persona.
"Hi Santino!" she chirped.
"Why hello there miss Cupcake!" he said excitably. "Look who I found!"
The Stooges smiled and kissed her hand. Cupcake blushed and smiled.
"It is soooo nice to meet you!" she gushed. "I can't wait to see your new movie!"
Mo smiled and picked her up in a crushing bear hug.
"C-can't b-breath!" Cupcake gasped.
He set her down and the four men trouped off to find one of the Bella Twins.
Rubbing her now sore shoulders Conner made her way to her room. She didn't even notice Kane and the camera crew until he reached out and grabbed her suddenly. Conner screamed and instantly slipped into Cupcake. She followed the arm wrapped tightly around her waist to a masked Kane. She gulped visibly and offered him a timid smile.
"Erm hello?" she said. It came out sounding like a question.
He leaned down and a slow smirk crossed his feature.
"Welcome to the WWE Cupcake." He sneered before letting her go sending Conner to the floor. Kane strode off down the hall. One of the guys called cut and the camera crew left leaving her there.
"Thanks for the fucking help." She muttered to herself getting up and dusting her ass off. She tugged the shorts down a little bit.
"Well that's attractive." A voice behind her commented amusement in his voice.
Conner sighed and kept walking to her locker room. The man followed her. Conner glared at Punk and he smiled back cheekily. She whimpered whens eh saw the mess before her. Her clothes and purse contents were littered all around the floor. Picking up her shirt Conner concluded that it wasn't werable anymore. None of her clothes were. She let loose a string of cuss words. Punk chuckled. She turned on him.
"You fucking think this is funny!" she snarled at him.
He held his hands up in mock defense. Conner threw the ruined clothes away and re-packed up her purse. Thankfully she had hidden her phone in a hidden pocket. She promptly she called her bank and canceled her credit cards. New ones would be sent to her apartment within the week. Conner thanked the lady and hung up. She sighed and fished a bottle out of her purse. After making sure they weren't tampered with she swallowed them.
Putting the pills back into her purse she located her rental keys and shouldered her now light duffle bag and purse. Conner caught the disgusted look on Punk's face.
"What?" she snapped temper rising. She crossed her arms over her chest glaring at him.
"You pop drugs?" he asked disgustedly.
She snorted. "Only the legal kind." He glowered at her.
"They're muscle relaxers." She explained. "If I take them after every match they'll minimize the pain I feel in the morning."
He glared at her. "That's not a good excuse."
She rolled her blue eyes. "Not my problem. Not all of us are Straight Edge." She said coldly pushing past him and out of the room.
"Like your welcome present?" a sickly sweet voice asked.
AJ.
Conner closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She let it out slowly and repeated the motion until she felt calmer. She made to go forward when AJ pulled her back by her hair. Conner lost it. She broke AJ's hold on her hair and promptly round house kicked her in the temple. AJ went down knocked out cold.
"Touch my hair again and I'll send you to the hospital." She snarled before leaving.
Conner made her way without interruption out to the parking lot. They were in New York City and it was November. Snow has just begun to fall in large fat flakes. Conner shrugged on her woolen jacket and grey woolen hat. She stepped out into the falling snow and hurried to her car. A large white rental pickup truck. The thing was huge and she had to jump to get in but she loved it.
She put her stuff on the passenger's seat and stood there for a minute just watching the flakes.
"Going home so soon?" a voice asked her.
Conner turned around and saw Paul Wright better known as Big Show standing there looking at her. She nodded.
"Such a big truck for such a little girl." He teased.
She rolled her eyes. "Yeah but for when I get road rage its awesome." She shot back.
He laughed. "Touché. Well welcome to the WWE Cupcake." He said before getting into his own rental.
Conner smiled and nodded and hopped into her truck. She drove the streets of New York until she found her way to her hotel. Thank God for GPS. She handed the keys to the valet and grabbed her stuff. She smiled at him and headed to the front desk.
"Conner Jones." She told the lady.
"There you go miss. Fifth floor. Room #213." The lady said nicely.
Conner smiled. "Thank you.'
She stopped at the dinner buffet and grabbed two doughnuts covered in white icing and sprinkles and a coffee which was mostly sugar flavored coffee. Holding her key card in her teeth she hurried to the elevator and punched the five button. Conner made her way to her room and doing a juggling act managed to get her door open. She quickly took a shower and changed into her extra-large blue flannel PJs that had pink elephants on them. The elephants even had ice skating gear on them. Conner had fund them in the maternity section of Good Will when her and her pregnant friend Tess went shopping. Conner wans't pregnant but she loved the PJs anyway.
She ate her food and watched some news before turning off the light and going to sleep. She checked her phone to see a message. Frowning slightly she opened the message.
Meet me in the hotel gym at six AM sharp and we'll start your training.
-Chris
No need to say which Chris. Conner looked at the clock. 11:37 PM. She was going to kill Chris.
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Cody: Well this is going to be fun. Please review/rate/etc.
