Posters, Posters, Posters everywhere!
Summary: I've always wondered what happens to posters when you leave the room.
Disclaimer: I do not own the superstars nor the poster designs. I do however own my own characters. I do also know this is kinda a crack fic but it's been stuck in my head all week. And if by some chance an actual WWE employee were to read this story I do not apologize for making some of them look like idiots.
Chapter 1
As soon as Gabriella left the room and closed the door the fun started. John Cena pulled himself partway off of the paper keeping him captive to make sure the coast was clear. After slipping under the door to be absolutely sure no one was there he yelled "All clear!" As soon as those words passed his lips all hell broke loose.
Of course from long experience John knew to be in a crowd free zone when shouting those words. So he wasn't flattened (pardon the pun) when every other superstar or diva went for their favorite part in the room. Of course most of the guys went for the computer to look at porn, some of them went to sit on the bed, and some of them followed their girlfriends into the adjoining bathroom. Since John wasn't interested in porn and didn't have a girlfriend at that particular point in time he opted to sit on the bed and talk to the guys that were stationed there. Among the ones that he conversed with were Shawn, 'Taker (Mark), and Triple H (Paul) because there wives were not in any of the posters littering the expansive room.
"Hey Paul," John said, "How come Steph isn't in mor..." He was interrupted by a loud moan and a grunt. Shaking their heads all four of the men looked towards the computer simultaneously. What they saw was something none of them wanted to see again in any lifetime. That something was almost all the men from all three rosters of the WWE and TNA looking avidly at the computer screen. It wasn't the gathering that disturbed them it was the porn they had playing. John was about to yell over about how girls shouldn't be doing that to animals when everyone froze because they heard a door open and close downstairs.
John being the lookout quietly stalked across the black carpet and slipped under the door. Without saying a word he slipped back under the door and walked towards his poster. Everyone scrambled to get cleaned up and into their personal positions. Once everyone was settled John leaned forward and looked around the room to make sure there wasn't anything left to indicate they were ever there. Unfortunately he looked towards the computer and noticed the porn was still on there. He was about to slip quietly over there and turn it off when the handle to the room turned.
Gabriella walked into her room and noticed her computer was on. She walked over to turn it off when she finally noticed what was on the screen. "CHRIS!" she yelled. Storming out of her room muttering under her breath, "Stupid brother needs to learn to use his own computer." As soon as she left John breathed a great sigh of relief that the danger of being discovered had passed.