Dean Ambrose was strolling through the halls, waiting for Roman to arrive at the arena.
Roman was really his only friend, but not even he could understand Dean at times. No one really could.
The Lunatic Fringe saw a familiar face, Aj Lee, sitting on a crate.
"What's wrong?"
"What's it to you?" Aj cocked her head to the side as she spoke to Dean.
"Just asking. Shouldn't you be making out with someone right about now? Or do you have a schedule?"
The Geek Goddess frowned, "Shouldn't you be getting your ass kicked by a certain someone right about now?"
Dean wasn't mad. In fact, he smiled. "I need your help with something."
"Like?"
"Just... serving justice to some of the asses backstage." He added, "The first people can be the Bellas."
"I'm in."
As Dean promised, he and Aj first victims would be Nikki and Brie. Aj already had a plan.
"Okay Dean, just pass me the scissors."
Aj dangled Nikki's top in the air, and snipped at the welt. She did the same to Brie's tights.
"So during the match, after so many bumps, these bad boys will fall right off."
Dean said, "Okay, let's go. We have a whole list."
Next on their list, was a person they both had issues with: John Cena.
Aj suggested, "Let's trash his room."
"Nah. I got another idea."
They approached his RV with all sorts of things from catering. Granola bars, salad, ketchup, popcorn, and coffee.
Dean used a toolbox to open the hood. He opened a compartment and they began dumping food inside.
"What will this do?"
He chuckled, "Lets just say, hopefully he has insurance.."
A/N: This is the result of poll on my page (You can still vote, ya know.) This story will feature whichever pairing has the most votes, so vote now. Any specific situations you want to see? Just PM me.