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Michelle McCool groaned in pain as she was hit by the boot of Victoria whilst attempting to enter the ring. She fell down to the floor and watched as Kelly Kelly came flying down and landed next to her as she was rising to her hands and knees.
In the ring, Victoria was climbing the turnbuckle, attempting to reach the blue star hanging on the pole above the ring. Like a shot, Michelle slid into the ring and ran up to Victoria, clubbing her forearm into the veteran's lower back. Experiencing shock at the blow, Victoria turned on the turnbuckles and sat on the top as Michelle began to climb and reach for the star. Victoria grabbed onto Michelle's leg and pulled her down, hoping to get rid of her. However, Michelle landed with a slap onto Victoria's lap, sitting on the veteran.
The two wasted no time in throwing punches at one another, slugging it out. Both were distracted enough not to notice Kelly jumping onto the apron. The Exposé star pushed the already cautious condition and the two divas toppled down onto the hard mats on the outside of the ring again.
Michelle waited until Maryse was reaching for the star to climb up onto the ring apron and give a stiff kick to the midsection of the Canadian diva. Again wasting no time, she climbed the turnbuckles from the outside, transferring herself to the inside of the corner and grabbed for the star, barely pulling it down as all the divas stormed the ring. A huge smile spread over McCool's face at the sound of various divas having hissy fits at her victory over them all.
You're not enough for me, mmm, oh no.
Just another man in love with me, just another man, oooh.
She hopped down from the turnbuckles and rose her star, displaying her victory and prize: a shot at the brand new Diva's Championship. Michelle looked to where the championship was on display in front of the announcers table and noticed Natalya running her mouth, threatening her.
Simply smiling, Michelle rose the star into the air again and used her free hand to point to Natalya, infuriating the other diva into silence. She climbed another turnbuckle, showing off the star again. Wanting to see the new belt close up for the first time, the belt she would hopefully be wearing around her waist soon, Michelle rolled out of the ring and approached it, the smile not fading from her lips.
She raised the star up into the air again, shooting a grin at Natalya, who in turn decided to walk away and up the ramp. Michelle stayed behind for a while, slapping hands with some of the fans at ringside and showing off her star some more before returning up the ramp, slapping fans hands all the way.
Michelle returned to the Gorilla section sweaty, tired and yet the best she'd ever felt. Immediately, arms were thrown around her and squealing filled the area as best friend Eve Torres placed Michelle in an incredibly tight bear hug.
"Oh my gosh! Congrats Chelly! That match was.. awesome!"
The smile plastered on Michelle's face only widened at the remark, she had yet to watch it of course, but it did seem like it went swimmingly. Continuing to be smothered by the friend hanging off her neck, Michelle finally managed to pull herself away and breathed a quick 'thank you', for both the compliment and the release.
Other divas in the match passed her, most patting her on the back and congratulating her. Out of the corner of her eye, Michelle noticed Maria Kanellis sitting on a chair, Umaga beside her, both talking animatedly to one another. Michelle breathed in a sigh of relief. It was final now, she was going to be challenging for the new Diva's Championship (which she thought was rather pretty and would look very good around her own waist if creative planned to lead it that way.) When she had heard of Maria's draft to Smackdown!, Michelle had been adamant that the Smackdown! creative team would give the push to Maria. Hell, everyone did until it was announced Michelle was to win the match tonight and Maria was to be nowhere within sight.
Michelle glanced to Eve, who was busy chatting to Kelly about where she had her in-ring attire made. Eve was to be making her in-ring debut on Smackdown if all went well soon, so she was asking just about everyone until she would find the best stylist for her own personal tastes. She won't miss ya, go over and say hi. Weaving her way through a mass of oily wrestlers and backstage workers, Michelle made her way to Maria. Neither Maria or Umaga noticed her presence for a while, but soon Umaga was staring up at Michelle, an eyebrow raised. Maria soon followed suit and looked up to the tall diva.
"Hi Maria," Michelle said in her kindest voice possible, "I thought I'd come and welcome you to Smackdown! I would have done it sooner, but I was busy getting pumped up for my match tonight. You know how it is." She smiled warmly and turned to look at Umaga, "Eddie, right? I'm Michelle," she offered her hand towards the super-heavyweight, "pleased to meet you."
Umaga took her hand and shook it, returning the smile. "Great to meet you too, Michelle. Hey, I better go get ready. Got a match tonight, I'll catch ya later 'Ria. Bye Michelle."
He stood up and walked away quickly following the sign that read 'Locker Rooms'. Michelle stood there in slight surprise as she watched him leave, given his ruthless on-screen character which, admittedly, she enjoyed watching, it was a rather strange contrast to see him talking normally.
Suddenly from below Michelle, Maria decided it was time to speak. "I hate it here already. I hate Smackdown! and everyone on it. No offense."
With a whimsical smile on her face, Michelle sat down on the chair next to Maria's own and wrapped her arm around the other diva. She placed her sparkly blue star on the ground and was surprised to notice Maria was actually crying.
"It's not so bad here. Not as fun as being on RAW with it being live 'n' all I guess, but we're all nice here, I promise," Michelle smiled and continued to hold the other diva, not full-out hugging her as she was still pretty damn sweaty and didn't think Maria would appreciate it too much.
"I know that, but it's like I'm not good enough a wrestler for RAW anymore so they put me on here.. for frickin' Layla of all people!" Maria bawled.
"At least Layla isn't a whiny little bitch," a deep voice said nearby. Both seated divas turned to see Natalya giving a high five to Victoria after her burn. "I wouldn't be so upset if I were you, Maria. Layla can actually take a bump. You couldn't wrestle yourself out of a paper bag. At least on Smackdown! when you mess up, which, let's face it, you definitely will, they can just edit those parts out."
Michelle stood up immediately and pointed her finger to Natalya. "Hey! You leave her alone, just bec-"
"Shut up, Michelle," Natalya pressed her hand into McCool's face. "Everyone knows that Smackdown! is for all the reject divas who can't wrestle. Maria and yourself are obviously at home here."
With that, she high fived Victoria again and the duo began cackling. Michelle smirked and crossed her arms, shaking her head at Nattie's slip-up in her 'burn'.
"If that's right, then why are you on Smackdown!, Natalie?"
Both Maria and Michelle laughed at the sight of Natalya's face falling. The veteran divas grumbled responses before Natalya fired a comeback.
"Because we don't sleep our ways to the top, Michelle. Remember Mark, Michelle?" Natalya laughed, and everyone else within earshot also laughed, but not for the same reasons as Natalya. Unknown to her, everyone was laughing at her instead of with her.
"I wouldn't have thought you were the kind to read internet rumors, let alone actually believe them," Michelle responded, almost tearing up through laughter. "Wow."
Natalya continued laughing for a few more moments before grunting and stalking off, with her gremlin Victoria in tail.
Out of the corner of her eye, Michelle noticed Eve walking towards her. Before her best friend could reach her though, Maria was by her side and frowning.
"She is a total bitch." Michelle nodded in response and smiled. "But I guess Smackdown! won't be so bad as long as I have you to keep me company."
Before she could respond, her arm was practically ripped out of it's socket as Eve began dragging her away from her spot. As a reflex, Michelle grabbed onto Maria's arm and dragged the diva along with her also.
"Where are you taking us?" Michelle asked as Eve continued to dislocate her arm.
"Locker room. Party. Everyone. Club. Good times!" Eve managed to pant out. Michelle broke free from Eve and looked towards Maria, she noticed a broad smile on the playmate's face and realized she would have to go to the club with them.
"Fine, fine. Let me get a drink of water first and I'll come get changed with you."
Eve sighed angrily at the thought of having to wait around, but nodded and gave in anyway. Michelle walked away towards the refreshment table, which was where it usually was with the backstage layouts the staff implemented on the shows.
A big man wearing all white PVC with bleached blond hair was standing with his back to her as she approached the table. She grabbed a bottle of water off the table and said hi to the guy without bothering to check who it was, then walked away to join the giggling Eve and Maria.
Ken Kennedy watched her leave the table, his eyes practically glued to Michelle McCool's ass as he took a sip of his own water.
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Notes: I know this chappie is pretty blah, but that's mostly because I hate setting a story up. Grr-ness.
