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The about year old Jacob Byrant Hardy was running around laughing hysterically as his father, Jeff chased him around the house, while AJ shook her head at the two. Adam sat next to Dakota, who held a small child in her arms, only about 2 months of age. AJ sighed, and smiled at Dakota and her daughter; Paris Desdemona Copeland. "So much to look forward to huh Kota." Dakota smirked. "Oh yeah."
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"Paris, hurry up!" Jacob shook his head as he pounded on his best friends locker room door. The 22 year old male, ran a hand through his short yet spiked and multi colored hair, looking much like his father; Jeff Hardy. Attire was baggy black jeans and see throught white shirt, the sleeves having been replaced by fishe net ones.
Paris rolled her eyes as she finished doing up her leather pants, the legs; about to knee height were fastened together with silver, metal circles. Her top, showing off much her toned and tanned stomach stopped a few inches below her bust, the sides held together with safety pins. Paris smirked in the mirror, fixing her blonde hair inherited by her father; Adam Copeland. Adding a few touch-ups to her makeup she finally emerged from her locker room arching a slender brow towards the bored looking Jacob. "Jakey, I'm ready c'mon."
Jacob sighed and gave a nod. "God, finally. You look fine in anything and do you really think that your dad is gonna approve of your ring attire for the night?"
Paris shrugged. "Like I give a flying fuck. He needs to learn not to freak out over the smallest things, god mom doesn't care, she thinks its cool. She's the best."
Jacob smirked, their families the best of friends, 'causing them to be the best of friends also. Dakota and Adam Copeland the parents of Paris Desdemona Copeland and Adrianna and Jeffrey Hardy the parents of Jacob Byrant Hardy.
Paris smirked as she passed Kevin "Jericho" Irvine. "Mmm he's fine." She muttered, eyeing his ass more than anything. Jacob shook his head saying nothing, yet eyeing a blonde female by the simple name of "Angel". "No, No Paris now that is a fine piece of work." Paris rolled her eyes. "To flashy, too slutty and an all around bitch. Not your type." Jacob sighed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever Paris, c'mon we got a tag match against my cousin, Jason Hardy and Anna."
The about year old Jacob Byrant Hardy was running around laughing hysterically as his father, Jeff chased him around the house, while AJ shook her head at the two. Adam sat next to Dakota, who held a small child in her arms, only about 2 months of age. AJ sighed, and smiled at Dakota and her daughter; Paris Desdemona Copeland. "So much to look forward to huh Kota." Dakota smirked. "Oh yeah."
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"Paris, hurry up!" Jacob shook his head as he pounded on his best friends locker room door. The 22 year old male, ran a hand through his short yet spiked and multi colored hair, looking much like his father; Jeff Hardy. Attire was baggy black jeans and see throught white shirt, the sleeves having been replaced by fishe net ones.
Paris rolled her eyes as she finished doing up her leather pants, the legs; about to knee height were fastened together with silver, metal circles. Her top, showing off much her toned and tanned stomach stopped a few inches below her bust, the sides held together with safety pins. Paris smirked in the mirror, fixing her blonde hair inherited by her father; Adam Copeland. Adding a few touch-ups to her makeup she finally emerged from her locker room arching a slender brow towards the bored looking Jacob. "Jakey, I'm ready c'mon."
Jacob sighed and gave a nod. "God, finally. You look fine in anything and do you really think that your dad is gonna approve of your ring attire for the night?"
Paris shrugged. "Like I give a flying fuck. He needs to learn not to freak out over the smallest things, god mom doesn't care, she thinks its cool. She's the best."
Jacob smirked, their families the best of friends, 'causing them to be the best of friends also. Dakota and Adam Copeland the parents of Paris Desdemona Copeland and Adrianna and Jeffrey Hardy the parents of Jacob Byrant Hardy.
Paris smirked as she passed Kevin "Jericho" Irvine. "Mmm he's fine." She muttered, eyeing his ass more than anything. Jacob shook his head saying nothing, yet eyeing a blonde female by the simple name of "Angel". "No, No Paris now that is a fine piece of work." Paris rolled her eyes. "To flashy, too slutty and an all around bitch. Not your type." Jacob sighed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever Paris, c'mon we got a tag match against my cousin, Jason Hardy and Anna."