Dancing in the UK
Summary: 5 WWE Divas and 5 WWE Superstars are chosen to compete in a special 'Strictly Come Dancing' show in the UK, how will things turn out when the 9 week competition is over?
Disclaimer: I don't own the WWE Superstars or any of the Strictly Come Dancing Judges
Chapter 1: Dancing?
In Vince McMahon's office sat 10 WWE Superstars. Sitting to his right were: Mickie James, Maria Kanellis, Candice Michelle, Michelle McCool and Beth Phoenix. And to his left was: John Cena, Jeff Hardy, Randy Orton, Undertaker and CM Punk.
Every one of them had their arms folded, they had other things in mind.
"You 10..." Vince started. He was distracted by John Cena fiddling with the pens. Randy nudged him in his ribs. Vince cleared his throat and started again. "You 10 have been chosen to compete in a competition in the UK,"
"Cool," Candice Michelle high-fived Mickie James.
"Your flight leaves at 4 in the morning, get packing!" Vince started to spin around in is chair, signalling for them to leave.
"I wonder what sort of competition it is," Michelle McCool thought out loud.
"Anything but singing!" Beth shouted. She had never sung in her life, and she didn't plan to either.
*~*~*
"I think the competition is to see how tough we are," Randy stated, flexing his muscles.
"And the girls?" John asked.
"To see how sexy they are," Randy smirked.
"You have a wife!" Undertaker reminded him. Jeff nodded in agreement.
"I always knew you would be unfaithful," Jeff added.
"Just playing," Randy replied. CM Punk, who was at the door, returned with a letter from Vince. He gathered the girls and the guys together to read it out loud. It read:
'Dear Guys and Girls,
Something I forgot, you'll be needing your best outfits. By that, I mean, 9 suits for each of the guys and 9 dresses for each of the girls. For the dresses, you'll need formal, revealing and normal…
Have fun! You know my number, call if you need help!
From, your 'Spiteful and deceiving' boss
P.S Yes, I did find out about your comments 'Punk'. And Jeff, try to get the dye out of your hair! Unless you want to stay unique throughout the comp.'
"I hate this idea already," Undertaker folded his arms and took a seat.
"Oh no you don't!" Michelle said and pulled him up. She was about to say something when Maria spoke.
"If I get to wear a dress, I'm sure as hell up for it!" Maria cheered.
"Did I ever mention Maria had the mental age of a 5 year old?" Mickie joked.
"Funny! Very funny…" Maria replied through gritted teeth.
"As I was about to say…" Michelle was yet again interrupted.
"Come on everyone, lets go shopping and get those outfits!" Candice shouted and everyone followed her out of the door.
"What was you going to say?" Undertaker asked Michelle.
"Forget it!" Michelle moaned.
*~*~*
While the other girls had no problem finding dresses they absolutely adored, Beth was having a little trouble. She had to find 9 outfits, she had only picked 1. It was sparkling green and reached her ankles. CM Punk walked up to her.
"You aren't the only one having trouble," he said. "Suits just aren't for me!"
"Same with me and dresses. I know, how about, I'll find you some suits and you'll find me some dresses, after all, I hear your pretty good at dressing up the opposite sex," Beth winked jokingly.
"Right…" CM Punk replied blankly and started looking for 8 other dresses.
"Look at her!" Jeff said. "When Santino finds out there's going to be some blood,"
"I doubt they're flirting, they just both hate shopping," John replied.
"What man doesn't? Especially with a wife like mine," Randy informed the guys.
"I. Cannot. Believe. I. Agreed to this!" Undertaker said. He spoke slowly and had a furious tone in his voice.
"Technically, nobody did, we were actually forced," Jeff said, grabbing a couple of suits.
Time passed, and soon, everybody was back in the Limo, ready to go back to the hotel. "Wow, I didn't know you had taste in clothes," Michelle said to Beth.
"Neither did I…" Beth stared down at the beautiful dresses CM Punk had bought for her. But another thought walked into her mind. 'Is he only doing this to distract me for the competition?'
*~*~*
In the girls room, they weren't just packing their dresses, but their expensive jewellery, their phones, MP3s, iPods, everything they had really. And you cant forget their make up bags!
"I think we should get an early night!" Beth said and glanced at the clock. She realised it was midnight, far from an early night.
"Or rather a 2 and a half hour sleep, do you know how long it takes to get ready and get to the airport?!" Maria asked, as if it was a real crisis.
"Well, I'm going to sleep and I'm not missing that competition," Michelle fell asleep straight away, ignoring Mickie's cries of 'That's my bed!'.
"Nice going today CM, Santino is going to kill you!" Jeff said.
"Let it go!" John shouted at Jeff, he never understood Santino was joking when he said he loved Beth Phoenix.
Randy was over in the corner, lifting weights.
"Come on Randy, I doubt it's a fitness contest!" Undertaker yelled.
"You also doubted that I would become top heel on RAW, well guess what? The crowd hates me…oh yeah," Randy boasted. Undertaker rolled his eyes.
"When you're my age, you'll understand why I'm so doubtful!" Undertaker replied and prepared himself for a short sleep.
*~*~*
2.30 AM. The girls alarm clock rang and rang until their ears well bleeding. "Shut UP!" Mickie shouted and through a pillow at it. It fell to the floor in pieces. Candice rolled out of her bed, hit the floor and sat up.
"Ow, what time is it?" she asked.
"2.30," Maria said, she stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her.
"When did you wake up?" Michelle asked.
"I never slept, watching a repeat of this weeks RAW keeps me awake for a few hours," Maria shrugged.
*~*~*
Undertaker rose up and walked over to CM Punk who was sleeping. And SNORING! All the other guys had woken up but for some reason CM Punk had slept until 3. Undertaker slapped him across the face.
"Gosh, what a nice way to wake me up!" CM looked at his watch. "3 o clock?! I've got to get ready!" CM Punk rushed to the shower but John stopped him.
"Get ready when we get to England, we need to get to the airport pronto, and your driving," John threw a pair of keys to CM.
"No way, I'm driving," Undertaker grabbed the keys and headed for the door. CM Punk was last out, barley even making it out of the bed. The girls were all ready, waiting outside their suite.
"What are you doing here?" Jeff asked.
"We're sharing a car drive…" Beth said. All the guys sighed while Undertaker and the girls lead the way.
*~*~*
The private jet landed at Heathrow airport and the superstars met Strictly Come Dancing judge/Choreographer Arlene Phillips. Of course, they didnt know who she was.
"Welcome guys," she smiled. "I'll be training you guys for the dance competition starting in 2 weeks,"
"Dance?" The 10 superstars said in unison. Undertaker whipped out his phone and dialled Vince's number.
"Hello!" Vince greeted.
"Listen Vince, I don't care how much long distance calls cost! I am not competing in a dance competition!" Undertaker shouted.
"Oh yes you are. Good luck to all of you!"
So guys, what do you think of the first chapter?