AN: This is the rewrite for Why Should I Care.I've made a lot of changes but the basic plot is still the same I think.I hope everyone likes this one because I think it's better.Well just tell me what you think about it.
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"Would you just stick it in already?"
"I can't find the hole."
"It's right there."
"I don't want to just shove it in."
"It's not that big."
"Yes it is big. It doesn't even look like it can fit. The hole is too small."
"Just shove it in the hole"
"Stop yelling at me!" Randy Orton and Stacy Keibler were stuck. They were trying to set the DVD player up to the tv but Randy couldn't find the hole. Then now that he did find it he didn't want to stick the cord into the back of the tv because he believed it was too big. Stacy on the other hand couldn't believe he couldn't do something as simple as following pictures. Finally after having enough of his stupidness she pulled the cord out of his hand, pushed him aside and hooked it up herself.
"That was so hard. I don't know how I even got it to fit." Stacy sarcastically said as she stepped from behind the tv.
"I just didn't want to break it." He said as he turned and walked into the kitchen. When he came out, he had bags of chips and other unhealthy snacks in his hands. They were at his house because it was close to where they were having their next couple of shows. Since his house was so near he had invited a couple of their friends and co-workers over to party or 'get together' as Stacy said. Setting everything up was going good for him until it came time to hook the DVD player up. He had been working on it for about an hour on his own but after he realized he was stuck he called Stacy for help.
"Do you have everything ready? People are about to start coming." Stacy asked as she filled the bowls with the snacks.
"Yes everything is ready." Soon after he said this the door bell rang and the first wave of guests came in. That included Adam with Amy hanging off of his side, John and Torrie, and some other divas he didn't pay attention to. After he greeted them, he lead then into the 'party room' and they began to play a game of pool. It wasn't until about two hours later when Randy stepped out of the 'party room' that he realized how many people was in his house. He didn't even know there was that many people on the roster. There has to be SmackDown people here too he thought as he tried to squeeze his way past people into the kitchen. His thoughts were confirmed when he walked into the kitchen.
"Dave?"
"Randy." That was followed by the ever famous man hug.
"I didn't know you were here."
"Yeah I wanted to go talk to you but that room you were in is so crowded." Dave said as he retook his spot leaned up against the counter.
"Yeah I know. Why are you here though? I though you guys had a show in Texas yesterday."
"We did and our next show isn't for a couple more days and it's a little close to here so some of us decided to come early."
"That's good. I gotta go back in there though. I'll try to come back out to talk to you a little later." Randy then went over to the refrigerator and grabbed a couple of beers. Then he was back out fighting his way through the crowd to get back into the 'party room'.
About three hours later the party was still going strong. Stacy had stopped trying to call it a get together after she saw how many people there was and how they were acting. It was a party. At this time it was three o'clock A.M. and some people were passed out randomly around the house. Randy had decided not to get drunk. Not because he was the host but because he wanted to be able to remember how foolish everyone else was acting. A majority of the wrestlers and divas were singing off key. It was no surprise to him that Jillian was leading them. Others were trying to play pool but were failing miserably. Then there were the people who were trying to dance to the singer's bad voices. Overall it was a very funny sight. Even though it was funny Randy had decided to stop everyone's alcohol consumption. He wanted them to sober up because no matter how funny it was he wanted them to be able to get out of his house when he said it was time to leave.
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Carlito was part of the drunken pool players. He knew even in his tipsy minds state that he was horrible but he didn't care. He was having fun and that was all that mattered. It was when he went to stop for a bathroom break that his fun stopped. He had made it to the bathroom stepping over many passed out people on the way. It was when he had just finished emptying his bladder that the door opened.
"What the . . . " He turned around to see who it was and was shocked to see Victoria.
"Hey big boy." She said stepping closer to him. Each step she took forward he took one back until he was backed up against the wall.
"Can I help you with something?" He asked as he dogged her attempt to lick his cheek.
"Yes you can. You see I've been watching you all night and I've been waiting for the perfect opportunity to get you alone." Carlito smirked when he heard this. His ego got a big boost after hearing this. It wasn't until she actually licked his cheek that he realized maybe being wanted by her wasn't such a good thing. "Now that I have you alone, I don't plan on ever letting you leave." She whispered this in his ear while her hands grabbed his ass and pulled him against her.
It was this at this time that Carlito for the first time actually looked at Victoria. Sure she had almost as many muscles as he did but everything else on her was . . . okay in his eyes. Maybe it was the fact that he was a little drunk. Maybe it was because he hadn't had sex in like six days which was eternity for him . He didn't know what did it but before he could stop he had already leaned in and his lips went forward to meet hers.
When explaining this bathroom tryst he would tell everyone that it was hot and exciting. He would say that it was one of the best he had. He would insert as many crazy things as he could, but it would all be a lie. The truth was that because of the fact that he was more than a little tipsy and she was extremely dominant it was very...awkward. When he leant in for the kiss she was leaning in to nibble on his ear so he ended up trying to tongue her ear. When they finally did kiss, it was bad because neither was willing to be submissive so there was a whole lot of teeth clinking and tongues everywhere.
The actual intercourse was the worst part. Again neither of them was willing to be submissive and both wanted the 'top' position. The only way they were able to solve this problem was by standing. When it was finally over, they were both exhausted and happy to leave without any words spoken between them.
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Around four thirty Randy had decided to kick everyone out of his house. The majority of them were sober by now and those who weren't had caught rides back to the hotel. He sighed at how terrible his house looked and headed up to his room to get his much deserved sleep. When he got there, he was surprised to find someone lying on his bed. He was just about to start yelling at the person but they sat up and he realized it was Stacy. He rolled his eyes and walked over to his bed and picked her up off it.
"Party's over. Time to go." At this moment he didn't care how good of friends they were. He just wanted to go to sleep.
"Awww your just gonna kick me out like that?"
"Yes. Now can you please go so I can sleep."
"I don't have to go so you can sleep. I can sleep with you." Randy choose to ignore that comment.
"Stacy."
"Randall." It was followed by a fit of giggles.
"Someone had a little too much to drink."
"No I just find your name hilarious."
"Well I'm trying to go to sleep so can you leave now?"
"I think the two of us can have a lot of fun." She said as her hands found their way onto his body and began roaming.
"Ok now I really know your drunk. You're the one who needs to sleep."
"I'm not drunk!" Randy looked her over. She didn't look it but by the way she was acting he knew she had to be.
"Stacy why don't you go into the guest bedroom and get some sleep." He said as he finally stepped back and took her invading hands off him.
"No." She stepped in closer to him again.
"Weren't you just telling me earlier that you didn't want a boyfriend?"
"Who said anything about a boyfriend? All I'm asking for is sex. No strings attached." Randy could only sigh after hearing this. He wasn't going to lie. Some part of him was wishing that she did want to be with him but he could see that it wasn't going to happen anytime soon. He then picked her up and dropped her outside of his room. Before she could get up, he shut and locked the door.
"Okay I'll give you time to think about it." Stacy screamed. He tried to tune her out and went to his bed and pulled the covers over him. He had to go to sleep before he lost his rational thinking and control. Because too big a part of him wanted to go out there and give Stacy what she wanted. He couldn't do that. Could he?
